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kamiversee · 9 months ago

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Not So Innocent ꨄ

[ { Synopsis } ] ➤ Your boyfriend Choso was always a freak but, your newly wedded husband Choso is ten times worse.

[ { Need to know } ] ➤This is a What-If scenario that stems from my fic; The F*ck List— A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt.

[ { Content & Warning } ] ➤ f!reader, heavy dirty talk, language, spitting, manhandling, praise, degrading, rough sex, overstim, slight cum play, filth, etc

[ { Paring } ] ➤ Choso Kamo x f!reader.

[ { Word Count } ] ➤ 3.1k

——CHOSO'S SO SWEET. Often did you hear such words during your wedding. Your friends, family-, everyone called Choso sweet and simply perfect for you.

The way his eyes lingered on yours for moments far longer than needed, how he'd find any moment to caress your hand, trace small shapes into your palm or your shoulder when he could-- he was such an attentive man. People praised him all day long for how he acted around you.

Even when you weren't around and Choso talked to the guests about you, people commented that he had such a beautiful way of describing you, how he'd explain that you were his muse and all his success in the world of art stems from you.

Choso felt like without meeting you, he may have never gotten as far in life as he did. It took roughly five years or so of dating for you to even be ready for marriage. And for a long time, Choso didn't know what it was you were so afraid of but he still waited patiently until you started to hint that you were ready.

Through those years of dating, you eventually got the whole truth from Gojo, whom you hardly think much about now but, after getting the truth-- you think that's the day you ran to Choso and started throwing out hints of marriage. Perhaps that's what'd been holding you back for so long, not knowing why things happened the way they did in college.

Hell, even after you found everything out, it took some time for you to really wrap your head around things. Part of your heart, this really small part, still longed for Gojo and for that, you felt like shit for months.

Up until you eventually poured the truth out to Choso one day. The whole truth. Every detail of the list, how it started, how it ended-, everything. Choso had responded to you saying that what you told him explained a few things...

Even so, lots had changed over the course of five years. The truth was out and you were completely free from confusion. Not only that but, not too long after Gojo confessed every detail of his truth, Sukuna released his custody over Yuji. So, of course, you and Choso were at an all-time peak of happiness.

Hence why you date the day of your wedding as the happiest day of your life. You recall every moment, every laugh, every happy tear that was shed-, everything. It was such a beautiful and peaceful day.

And Choso was so sweet— too bad that only lasted until the sunset and the two of you were off to your honeymoon destination.

Okay well, he was still sweet for that day since the two of you were a bit too tired to do much after a draining flight to where you are now. As for the next day, the first day of your honeymoon... well, Choso was...

“C’mere baby,” His deep voice, husked with hours of sleep that'd just barely faded off, filled the air of the room you were in.

Soft sunlight peeping in through the curtains, even softer sheets surrounding the two of you, clothes messily scattered to the floor-- he may not have gotten to you on the night of your wedding due to sheer exhaustion but the next morning? Oh, you couldn't get a second away from him.

You've dated Choso long enough to know that sometimes he just wakes up hard, his cock poking at your ass as you'd shift around in your sleep. It was a natural occurrence you'd gotten used to. Sometimes you both ignored it and sometimes it was taken care of immediately.

But when you just got married to this man less than twenty-four hours ago, there was no way for you to have expected him to just ignore his morning wood. Especially not when Choso's been on cloud nine ever since he saw you stroll down that aisle looking just as beautiful as the first day the two of you ran into each other.

A heavy groan pours out of your husband's mouth whilst his hands run along your body, fingertips dancing against your supple skin before he finds his rightful hold on your hips.

Cheek down against the mattress, back arched sensually, and ass up in the air-- the sudden snap of Choso's hips against your ass rips a moan from your mouth, one of many that's already left you within the past hour or so.

You'd married such a sweet man but in bed, he was an entirely different person, hence why your fingers are curling into the sheets and you're attempting to pull yourself away from him for only a second. Only to earn a grunt from Choso who tugs your hips back to him, “Don’t fuckin' runnn baby,” He sighs, a lazy smile spread across his face at the sight.

You've got a bit of drool slipping down your face, Choso's fingers are stopping you from moving too much and all you can do is take it. "M-Mmgh..." Your eyes began to water a bit as his thick cock drilled into your hole relentlessly, "C-Cho, hahh, you're s-so-"

"Big?" He finishes for you, earning a squeeze from your cunt in response. The sudden tightness makes his brows push together as he tosses his head back, "Yeah baby, you've been tellin' me that for years," He teases, "M'not gettin' any smaller, sorry princess."

His tip was so fat and angry against your insides, leaving you utter mush beneath him with how hard he was fucking his cock into you. "C-Can't stand you-, fuck." You gasp as he lands a hand onto your ass, gripping at the fat and chuckling at your words.

Then he's leaning forward a bit and angling his hips differently, drilling deeper inside you before grunting out a low, "Yeah but you can cum f'me again," Choso comments tauntingly with a smirk on his face.

One of his hands starts to travel to your back, pressing you down into the mattress before he lifts a leg a places his foot onto the bed for better leverage. If you weren't clawing at the sheets before, you damn sure are now as his throbbing cock bottoms you out.

Your jaw went slack and you were tearing up, "Ah, mgh, oh... oh fuck, Choso..." You moan, trying to collect yourself and not get too caught up in how good he was fucking you.

But how could you not? Choso was fucking you deep and hard, grunting and groaning without a care in the world while trying to hold out on painting your insides white too soon.

Then there's the way your pussy narrows around his shaft, letting him know you were close again, "See? There you go-," Choso loses his words for a moment as you start moving your hips backward to meet his thrust. You'd caught him completely off guard and it makes him choke, "Y-Yeahhh, fuck yourself on me, jus’ like that," He moans.

Choso leans up a bit just to watch you, eyes glued down on your pussy lewdly taking his cock over and over again. The sight makes him smile, as always.

"Shiit baby, you've got such a pretty fuckin' pussy," Choso praises as he tilts his head, jaw-dropping a bit at how you part your legs a bit more and arches your back further, "Fuck, princess-, fuuck... so fuckin' pretty," He stammers a bit while he continues to praise you, losing himself in the way you continuously bring yourself back on him.

His cock thrust in to match your movements, both of you fucking each other in sync. Oh how you drove Choso to the brink of insanity-- he was moving to spit down on his cock just before it disappeared inside you without a second thought, watching his saliva mix with the slick from your cunt and releasing another moan afterward.

Then Choso brings his hand to your ass again, "Baby, I complimented you, didn't I?"

You just nod stupidly, not thinking twice about what he's hinting toward, "Mmhhmm-," Choso snaps his hips forward again, pelvis clashing into you and making you whine, "F-Fuck."

Cocking his head to the side, Choso starts picking up his pace again, "What're you supposed t'say when you get compliments, huh?" He asks, tone rough with you.

His swollen cock rutted into your cervix, leading your legs to quake and your breath to escape you, "Choso-,"

"No pretty, c'monnn," He cuts off on purpose, "Where's those manners of yours, hm? Have I been too nice to you lately?" Voice dipping down into something a bit sweeter with you, your stomach churns before he's stretching you open all over again.

"Fuck... Fuck-," You gasp and your eyes squeeze shut before you're panting, "T-Thank you Cho..."

That earns a sexy smile from your husband, "There ya' go, suuch a good fuckin' girl f'me. Smart woman I've married, sayin' thank you after gettin' praised. Y'like it when I tell you how pretty y'are, hm?"

Blindly nodding into the bed, "Uhuh..." Is the most you can babble out.

And of course the sound makes Choso smile. He loves getting you to the point where you can hardly speak. Which is exactly why he’s smiling as he hums to you, "Speak up baby." Just as those words leave his lips, his cock is turning your cunt to mush, leaving you nothing more than a mindless hole beneath him.

Panting and clawing at the mattress, tears slip down your cheeks and your words come out jumbled and whiney, "Yes, Choso-, hhgnn… y-yes."

Choso puts on a pout to mock you before he scoffs and reaches a hand down to your hair, "C'mere, look at me,” He utters surprisingly softly before tugging you up by your hair so he can get a decent look at your face.

He forced your head to angle toward him and you swear he’s fucking you harder than he was before. Your pussy was sloshing all over his thick shaft, leaving where you were connected and slipping down along both of your thighs— you were a wet mess but Choso seemed to love you like that.

"Hi baby,” Your husband whispers, his eyes hanging low as he gazes into yours. Then he pouts at you again, “Aww, you cryin'? Feels that good, huh?" Choso teases. He watches the way your brows furrow and decides to go even further, bringing his free hand around your body and moving two fingers down to your clit.

Your body jumps within his hold once he starts rubbing over your clit, a strangled moan pouring out of your mouth, “C-Choso-, hahhh… fuck-,”

He just smirks, "Does it feel good when I touch you like this too?" He asks gently, as if he can’t see the clear effect his touch has on you.

You couldn’t even answer him verbally just yet— quiet mhm’s leaving your throat was the most you could manage. Your hand went over his and your nails were scratching against his arms, legs trying to draw together and your body nearly falling forward.

"Hm? I can't hear you princess,” Choso has the nerve to taunt you, “C’mon, jus' talk t'me. Tell me what you want me t'do," He instructs before pulling your body back against his.

Your mouth simply hangs open and his fingers won’t stop toying with your clit, his heavy cock resting inside you and leaving you full and lightheaded with pleasure, “…Mmh, k-keep-, nngh, g-go- oh, fuck, fuck… keep goin’ Cho… hahh, don’t stop, don’t fuckin’ stop…”

His cock aches inside you at the sound of your small whimpers in between words and your twisted-up face. Smiling, "Keep goin’, huh? You close?" Choso’s voice is sudden in your ear and you just moan into the air. “Gonna make a mess on me? Hahhh, fuck I guess I married a slut too, huh?”

You manage to meet his eyes and Choso swears he’s never seen you with an expression this lewd before. Well, he definitely has but, it still amazes him every time.

His brows push together and he groans, "I mean, look at that face-, shit,” Choso gasps. Just looking at you with a completely fucked out expression almost made him fold, “So fuckin' perfect. My perfect wife."

Your lower lip pokes out and you whine, “C-Cho…”

“Mhm, y’know you’re mine right?” He coos, leaning in to kiss the side of your neck. You huff out a sigh in response and he starts talking against your skin, “Yeahhh, my wife. My lil’ slut to ruin whenever the fuck I want, right?”

His voice grew rough all of a sudden and he started moving you around again, placing a hand to your back and forcing you back down to the bed. Then both of his hands were on your back, pressing into your arch before his hips picked up in pace.

The veins decorating his cock rubbing against your walls, cockhead digging deep inside you and making you gasp all over again.

Then there’s his voice, “Y’like that Mrs. Kamo?”

Oh you practically lose yourself right then and there— a slick mess of cum coating his dick due to one simple phrase. Choso scoffs loudly at the sight and the feeling of your pussy squeezing him like crazy.

“S-Shit, y’like your new last name, huh?” Choso huffs, sounding a bit more breathless than he did just moments ago.

“M-Mhmm, ah… mmgh-, fuck,” You bite your bottom lip for a second to get yourself together before uttering a sweet, “I love it Cho…”

He really starts to lose himself after that, mindlessly pounding into you with his jaw-dropping a bit. Choso doesn’t think he’s ever been this turned on in his life. You were his. His wife.

Fuck he was seconds from emptying himself inside of you— hell, maybe he should. Fuck you nice and full of his cum… It’s been a while since you’ve let him do so after all.

“Baby,” Choso grunts, heavy pants leaving his wet lips, “F-Fuck, m’gonna cum…” He suddenly heaves out.

So lost in the thought of cumming inside you, Choso hardly realizes how he’s drilling into you right now— the bed had begun to shake and your body was dipping down into the mattress, his cock twitching wildly inside you as it ached for release and heavy balls slapping against you with his every thrust.

The fabric below you is wet from your drool and you could hardly even whisper his name out, the sound leaving in a light squeak, “Choso.”

“Uhuh,” Choso responds mindlessly before he moans, “M-Mhmm, fuck… lemme cum inside you, princess.” He finally manages to blurt out his thoughts and it catches you off guard.

Followed by that is Choso moving a hand under you and rubbing his fingers over your clit yet again— tugging a cry from your throat, “S-Shit-, hahhh,” Your body was practically folding in on itself but his other hand remained firm on your back, keeping you in position, “Choso, fuck, Cho… mmmh-“

“Please?” He whines, “Fuck-, fuuck… baby… I need to,” Choso’s quick to beg you as he’s desperate for his release, “Needa’ stuff this pretty pussy full of me,” He babbles out before throwing his head back and groaning, “Fuuck, I wanna see it drippin’ outta’ you when I’m done. ‘Nd then stuff it right back in, make it nice and sloppy.”

His words had you cumming again before you finally agreed, nodding desperately against the bed, “Okay, mgh, okay, fuck,” You whisper.

His thrusts grow sharper and his body weighs into you a bit, “Okay, what?” Choso grunts lowly.

Just barely, you angle your head back as best you could to look at him and flash the smallest fucked out smile you could manage, “Cum inside me, Cho.”

His reaction is priceless, seed spilling into your pussy seconds after those words hit his ears— or maybe it was the way you’d looked at him, either way, he was fucking his cum into you within seconds.

Babbling as he ruts into you with mindless, almost animalistic-like thrusts, “Fuckin’ love you-, holy shit, I love you,” Is the only thing Choso could repeat as his cum spurted into you, the sound of slick growing louder and messier as he never once slowed the pace of his thrusts.

And he’s just thrusting in and out and in and out over and over again, watching that messy white ring form at his base and letting out a long groan at the sight.

“F-Fuck, say it back pretty, tell me you love me,” He huffs impatiently.

Sure, Choso knows you love him and he can clearly see how difficult speaking is for you but he didn’t care, he needed to hear it back from you anyway.

“Love you, Cho,” You whimper, “Mmmh… I love you s-so much.”

And then he’s fucking you through those very words, his body leaning over yours at this point and a moan of your name leaving his lips— followed by the faintest whimper.

When he finally calms himself, he’s pulling out with small whines escaping him. His face was flushed and he couldn’t stop panting.

Then he was moving a thumb to your sensitive folds, spreading your cunt apart to watch his cum trickle out and angling the tip of his cock against your hole just to watch his cum drip out of you and down onto his skin.

It was messy, nasty even, but didn’t care one bit. A smile was etched onto his face as he did so and you just laid there completely still for a while.

Choso was behind you toying with the mess below, enjoying himself a little too much, “Can’t get enough of this pussy, y’know…”

You scoff, “Choso…”

“I’m jus’ sayin',” He hums before tilting his head, smiling growing, “She’s so messy, I fuckin’ love her.”

You roll your eyes at the man, “Cho… please stop talkin’ about my pussy like it’s a p-person…”

“Shhh baby, I’m trying to listen t’her,” He says, completely disregarding your words as he continues to just rub his tip in between your folds. “Nasty fuckin’ girl. Y'Made such a big mess,” Choso coos. Then he shrugs and you feel him start pressing his tip into you, “S’okay though, you’ll make another one f’me, right?”

You send your husband a look, “Choso.”

“Shhh princess, don’t be rude,” He hums, smiling to himself as he doesn’t even attempt to look away from your cunt, “I haven’t even made my pretty girl squirt yet,” He comments before his smile widens, “Good thing I’ve got all day t’do so.”

Yeah, you definitely weren’t getting any more rest…

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agarwalnavratan · 1 year ago

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7 Wonders Of The World: Exploring The Enigma!

Both the old and the new 7 wonders of the world, which represent cultural heritage and have great historical value, should be visited at least once in the lifetime of every tourist. Every wonder takes pride in its individuality, and this is what draws tourists from all over the world. Even if the bulk of the old marvels are now nothing more than ruins, travelers may still experience the beauty of the new wonders of the world with thrilling international vacation packages. Look at this!

#wonders of the world #wonders of nature #travelling #travel blog #travel destinations #honeymoon resorts in wayanad

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jounetyfinder · 2 years ago

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MOST BEAUTIFUL TRAVEL DESTINATIONS AROUND THE WORLD

Today we share the most beautiful travel destinations around the world, including gorgeous places in the world to visit and some … source

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aashwarr · 5 months ago

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keeping up with the joneses (EP 1) wedding & honeymoon in ciudad enamorada cameron & chasity jones travel to ciudad enamorada to celebrate their destination wedding & honeymoon.

mods & custom content mentioned below ↓

mods.

basemental drugs (21+)

better presents

boutique hotel

cuddle & bath together

functional pool table

kiss-n-grind

paris world (perfume/cologne)

preteen mod

relationship & pregnancy overhaul mod

selfie overrides: 1 | 2

suite life

wickedwhims (18+)

custom content.

rsvp collection

timeless elegance wedding dress collection

tui rumpus collection

wmexic beach collection

recipes.

beach cocktails

berry tartlets

nachos, fajitas & tacos

restaurant dishes

phone wallpaper override.

i originally wanted to use this wallpaper override, but i believe it's outdated & no longer works. this inspired me to create my own wallpapers & replace a few swatches from cocogames' wallpaper override in sims4studio (warehouse)!

#aashwarr #ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #sims 4 aesthetic #keeping up with the joneses #gameplay

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woso-dreamzzz · 8 months ago

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Second Time's The Charm III

Alexia Putellas x Reader

Summary: You spoil your wife

You married the love of your life at eighteen years old.

It got you kicked out of the house but you didn't regret it.

You moved into Eli's house at eighteen to live in bliss with Alexia. You were studying. She was playing football.

Neither of you earnt that much but you had big dreams both separate and together.

Alexia used to hold you at night, curled up together in her childhood as she whispered about all the trips she wanted to take together, about all the things she wanted to buy and the big house she wanted to build for you.

It was a pipe dream though, at least it was at the time.

You didn't have the funds of big holidays or fancy watches or a piece of land big enough for a family.

You moved away for money. Good money. You moved back for money as well. Even better money.

Alexia made good money now too.

Suddenly you both had the funds you wanted when you were eighteen years old.

You had access to money eighteen year old you couldn't even dream of and it was just rotting away in your bank.

You'd been such a good girl with your funds for years now that you thought you were entitled to going on a little spending frenzy for a bit.

So, the first thing you did was buy Alexia that crazy expensive watch she had wanted when she was younger.

You didn't even think about it.

You just bought it, hopping onto the kitchen counters as she attempted to cook. You held the box out of her.

She frowned. "But we already traded engagement rings?"

You laughed, unable to stop yourself from leaning forward to press a soft kiss to her lips. "It's not a ring, Ale. Open it and see."

She nearly dropped it in the pan in shock.

"Is this-?"

"It is."

"But how? We don't have-"

"Alexia," You said," I don't know if you've noticed but we're stupidly rich now."

"But-"

"Put it on, Ale. I wanted to see my beautiful wife wear a beautiful watch."

Her cheeks flushed bright red as she hastened to do what you said, fumbling slightly at the buckle until you helped her.

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful, Ale. So beautiful!"

"Thank you, amor!" She launched herself towards you, picking you up and spinning you around.

You laughed joyously, wrapping your legs around her waist as she spun you. Kisses were littered all over your face as she held you.

The amount in your bank account was extortionate as you looked at your banking app, brow furrowed. You hadn't realised you had saved so much over the years.

There were so many digits that you couldn't even understand where they had all come from.

Enough money for you to take at least a few years off from working (not that you would). Enough money to pay for that luxury trip to the Maldives that eighteen year old Alexia had planned in her head once upon a time.

"Where are we going?"

Alexia was like an excited kid on the way to the airport and even more excited as she pushed the luggage cart through check in. You rolled your eyes fondly at her, knowing if she were a puppy then her tail would be wagging.

"Be patient, Alexia," You replied," We're nearly there. We'll send off the bags, go through security and then we'll go and find our gate."

"But I want to know now! Please, amor! Please, please, please!"

"Learn some patience Alexia," You laughed.

"If I guess correctly, will you tell me? Please?"

"You won't guess but alright."

Alexia was so distracted with guessing that she hadn't even noticed the big board displaying your gate as the one going to the Maldives.

Your wife is a bit of a fool sometimes but you still loved her, even if she wasn't the most perceptive person in the world.

"The Maldives?" She repeated with a little frown," But you said we couldn't afford it."

"I said that when we were eighteen, Alexia," You laughed," Besides, didn't you say it was the perfect honeymoon destination?"

"But it can't be our honeymoon. We've been married for years."

"Ale," You said, cradling her face," We never had a honeymoon. So what if this one is a little late?"

One time, when you and Alexia were crammed in her tiny bed, she spoke to you about building a house. Somewhere on the outskirts of the city but still close enough to drive to training.

Somewhere big enough to to have dogs and raise children. Somewhere to host garden parties and to celebrate your children's birthdays. Somewhere large enough that you and Alexia could each have your own offices.

It was too expensive back then to think about renting your own place, let alone buying some land to build one but now you had money.

You'd spoken to architects and contractors. You had found a piece of land big enough. You had already asked permission from the council to build on it.

The only thing left now was to show Alexia.

"Are we going on a date?" She was practically skipping at your side as you lead her from the car. "Because we've driven out of town. Is there some fancy restaurant nearby?"

It was in the perfect place. Out of the city enough to have peace and quiet but close enough to the stadium and training centre. Close enough to good schools for children to attend.

"Amor," She said when you came to a stop in front of a big patch of land," I don't understand. What am I looking at?"

You unfurled your roll of paper, holding it up high so Alexia could see the design for the outside of the house.

You pointed at one of the windows.

"Our room," You said," Big enough to have the queen's size bed you've always wanted with an en-suite and closet space. That would be our first kid's room. We can decorate it how we want. Two bathrooms, one upstairs and one downstairs."

"Amor?"

"Another set of bedrooms and an attic. Two offices, one for each of us. A spare room for visitors."

"I-"

"Open plan lounge and kitchen and then a second living room, probably for the dogs. A patio out into the garden for your practices."

"Amor...I don't understand."

"I'm going to build you the house you wanted when we were kids, Alexia," You said," Here. On this patch of land."

Tears welled in Alexia's eyes as she looked out at the open space.

"Really?"

You nodded. "Really."

"But-But why?"

"Why?" You couldn't help but laugh, cradling Alexia's cheeks in your hands. "Because you deserve everything, my love."

Something in Alexia's expression changed when you said that and she pulled you closer. "Everything?"

You nodded. "Everything and anything."

She whispered in your ear and you bit at your lip.

"Even that?"

You looked into her eyes, cheeks turning red. "Especially that."

#woso x reader #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #woso community #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso

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theastrical · 10 months ago

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Honeymoon with genshin men

honeymoon with genshin men! (their choices of destination, where do you guys stay at, and their action to showcase their love for you)

kaeya, diluc, zhongli, childe, alhaitham x reader

Kaeya’s Nobel Honeymoon

His plan is to make you feel like a royalty, as if you guys are indeed a heir to the crown or maybe the one holding the highest rank in the country. Well you two can only imagine right?

He bought a whole suite for you guys to stay in Airelles (Château De Versailles), France. The suite is called Suite Necker, It’s a beautiful suite, a magnificent one. The view is also wonderful, especially in spring.

He bought the suite for 4 nights, while he also makes sure both of you can have some fun times by participating in the palace tour or the dance in the royal ball.

Helps you whenever you need to fix your clothes, he also manage to fix any clothes malfunction, just incase it would embarrass you, he would fix it without you knowing; act of service is his passion.

Will take you out to some local choices restaurants, he pick the best one, not the one that are meant for tourist. He wants you to have the best food without thinking about the money you both spend over some tourist trap. (While eating, he would always prepare you and your food first, his? Later would be alright. He doesn’t eat his food when you haven’t start eating it)

Would photographed you across the city, the suites, the palace and everywhere you go. His excuse? “I just need to commemorate some beautiful things in here..”

Will buy some souvenirs you’re looking at, especially when you decide not to buy it. He would buy 3 kinds of it and pretend to also like it. Shows it to you (as a surprise) after you both get home from the honeymoon.

Diluc’s cottage dream

He rent a luxurious chalet, the name is chalet melilot. It’s Specifically placed near the mountainside of switzerland so you both can have morning stroll everyday in your honeymoon. Wants to be intact with mother nature since he thought it’ll be more private and sensational.

Thought it’ll be great if you guys also do some surveys around the country for housing if you both enjoyed the country environment.

He would hire a local chef to make you both three course meal for lunch and dinner, it’s all Switzerland’s traditional specialties. Specifically made using organic products and original recipe. He wants you to taste the best healthy and tasty meal, while savouring every each bite.

Every day when you guys walk around the mountain and feel even the slightest bit of cold, he would let you use his jacket, the scent is like firewood, so much like diluc.

At night, he would take you out to the city and even take shots of you using his polaroid. Every pictures he take is meant to be inside his small album of you and him (which he would present it, at the end of the joirney), he would pick the best pictures for his wallet. He seem to have everything in remembrance of you.

At the end of the honeymoon, he surprised you with a dog…a samoyed. It’s a cute thought, also an attentive one. “i know i wouldn’t always be at home and i’m sorry, this honeymoon make me realise that giving you my best is my priority and i will do so by giving you an accompany…this samoyed of our will be our forever accompany in this marriage okay…?”

Childe’s new home

Ajax didn’t like those romantic and sensational types diluc is into, he’s certainly into kaeya’s idea, but he wouldn’t want that either, it’s too cliché. He wants something traditional and refreshing to you. Something that he wants you to experience only with him, not exactly traditional, not exactly romantic, but certainly fresh. It’s not exactly the typical “honeymoon”, since his purpose is to make this trip unforgettable for both of you, and to learn everything about you both.

And that’s to travel around the world to search for a new home, he thought it’ll be better to stay in his hometown but for the sake of you, he wants to make a fresh new start. At your first stop, you guys explore Europe, especially around Sweden and Greece. The second stop is to explore around Asia, which is Mongolia and Vietnam. it’s such a fascinating trip for you both. The third stop is New Zealand, your once go-to-list. To live under these countries culture and to feel as one. You guys kept on trying to adapt to the new environment and it makes you both know each other’s habit easily.

You guys have stayed in numerous hotels and apartments. It’s not exactly romantic nor is it special, it’s both of your purpose to make this trip a whole get-away for newlyweds pressure and such. but makes it endearing is how you both eventually just fall asleep within each other embrace, just resting peacefully in ajax’s chest, while his arm delicately circled your waist. He’s a warm blanket and you’re his beloved plushies.

He would tie your shoes, help you with your bags or laundry, and over all, he’s the one helping you in any chores and in any given chance. He wants you to enjoy this trip without having the burden to do this and that. He just wants you to lay back and have your whole attention to him. Ajax only purpose is to see your smile at the end of the road.

When you both are just too exhausted to explore, you guys would order local take outs and eat it like a hungry fish would. He would laugh and you would teased him. It’s just a moment of laughter and satisfaction. No such a thing as workloads. Just you both having the time of your life together.

Zhongli’s relaxing party

This man’s honeymoon idea is exactly like how you imagine it. Boring but addictive at some way. you both would explore pretty gardens, lovely mountainsides, tea parties, and museum, at taiwan. It’s such a boring idea, but whatever make zhongli smile and whatever make you feel like at an old grandpa house is exactly what you called “the zhongli zone”. It’s comforting, being with zhongli, already feels like you’re being snuggled by a huge polar bear.

He’s such a sweetheart for always making the trip as…relaxing as possible, not wanting to pressure you with the family’s perspective of how newlyweds should act.

It’s not like you’re the one who’s pampering zhongli, he is also trying his best to be suitable enough as the one who court you first. He dips himself inside the hot spring while snuggling with you, he shops some random goods with you, and he also do tea testing by sharing the same cup as you. So relaxing…it makes you forget that you will continue to work again soon sigh.

“do you like this tea? I made this out of boredom and i saw you getting exhausted just by running through stores at the local shops…the goods are okay but i suggest you to keep your health the same, okay?”, this translates to “i’m worried about you, please don’t tire yourself. I want you to be as careful as you are with me when you take care of yourself.” Nonetheless, serves you the tea and even gives you a heartwarming kith on your cheeks.

he would buy you some keychains, handmade ones since he believes it’s more practical for it’s creativity and thoughts in it…also because he appreciates people’s handcraft. He still keeps your handmade bracelets even at your wedding day. he also picks you small pretty flowers when you both were strolling around the floral garden. Fresh and beautiful, just like you (he initially want to say this but he tries not to make it cheesy).

Silently serves you like a dutiful servant would. Makes you tea, cooks you meal, and makes sure you’re well rested. He always wants to pay back the things you did for him, he knows it’s not 100% the same, but he wants you to know that…this honeymoon is made especially for you. After covering you with the blanket and puts on some scented candles. He whispers at night when you were already asleep, “sorry i can’t be the best, but i’ll always be here when you need me. I love you.“

Alhaitham’s wonder of the world

You present him a ticket to travel Papua especially Raja Ampat for your honeymoon and he was so excited, he holds your hand with glimmering eyes…with a calm devoted look. He’s always been this way, hard to show his emotion, even when he’s screaming internally.

When you both arrived, he prepared everything for both of you so you don’t have to stressed out. He loves being the one in charge of itinerary, he loves to work on the schedules. You would see him humming with a straight face in his work office while he’s typing down the things you would do together as husband and wife.

he sets you both up to a diving session. He’s so excited he talks about it all night along. You can hear his yap even at the first day you got there. He loves nature, the sea, and everything inside that deep ocean. You were kind of scared of the ocean, you confessed that at first, and he looks at you with confusion before he say such a reassurance that makes you rethink if this is THE Alhaitham you’re thinking of. “if you’re scared, hold my hand and close your eyes..i promise, i’ll be there, beside you.”

That words he make instantly scarred your heart with love. You don’t even know how it makes you fall harder for him. But you did, you trusted him with your whole life, you hold his hands and he dive you into the sea-worlds. He giggles when he sees you all scared…he hugged you while you both dive so you won’t be scared or sink when you’re not in his watch. “don’t be coy now…trust me, i won’t let you out of my sight.”

When you got back home…you don’t even know how he made you so in love. Sigh…alhaitham, the man you are..

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Honeymooners part 2

Summary: You'd been together for 5 years, you and Lewis. And finally, you tie the knot. But you've made a promise that you're scared to fulfill...

A/N: Read part 1 for context. No part 3 requests please, I'll make another chapter if I feel like it.

Warnings: 18+, NSFW, smut, fluff, oral (both receiving), praise kink ig, creampie

Word count: 4,9k

The warm air that greets you upon landing in Mexico contrasts with the air that is chilled by air conditioning in the cabin of the plane. You had arrived in the middle of the night and the city looked awfully calm. When you landed and got into the taxi though, you had to swallow the fact that you were wrong and realised the city was full of life. The streets were full of people, both locals and tourists. The drive to the outskirts of the buzzing city felt awfully long, and you almost dozed off on Lewis' shoulder.

When you arrive to your destination, you believe you got the wrong address. The only thing in vicinity of the abandoned-looking house is a beach and some palm trees.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" You glance over at Lewis.

"I am, come!" He says enthusiastically as he takes your hand.

As you walk closer to the hut, you see lights spread all over.

"Oh, Lewis." You start, not knowing what to say. As you walk along the candle-lit path, Lewis grabs hold of you and pulls you into his arms. You're taken back to the times when your dad would carry you to bed at night, and you feel just as safe in Lewis' arms as you did in your fathers.

When you get inside, you're met with more candles. You turn around to face the man behind you, lost in a frenzy of lust, and there is no way to restrain it. You feel yourself growing more feral by the second.

Lewis walks up to you and grabs your hands, holding them tight, and giving them a few squeezes. He communicates with you in a language that doesn't require spoken words. His eyes tell you everything you need to know.

"I am sure." You breathe out heavily, craving his warm embrace. You feel yourself pulsating in your panties. Lewis doesn't waste his time, and lifts you up into his arms, making you giggle like a schoolgirl. When he kicks open the door to the bedroom, he orders you to the bed.

"Please, Y/N, sit." He says as he stays put in the room's entrance, holding his arm on the doorframe to support himself. You shoot him another look as you walk towards the bed, and sit down.

"Good girl." He starts as he starts walking over to you with slow steps.

"Safe word?" He asks.

"Safe word?" You ask him.

"Yeah, safe word. You know, in case we need to stop for any reason."

"Oh, right. I don't know, suggestions?" You ask, this being new to you.

"What do you think about the traffic light system?

Red- full stop and hands off,

Yellow- proceed with caution,

Green- more, please.

How does that sound to you, sweetheart?" He asks.

"Sounds good to me." You smile nervously as he sinks down in front of you, helping you remove your shoes. When they're off and Lewis is done tickling you under your feet, making you kick and laugh, he comes to a full stop. You look at him nervously, worried you did something wrong. All of your senses are on high alert, so when he touches you, goosebumps appear on your skin, giving you chills. His hands move up your legs, his touch is feather-light, barely touching your sensitive skin. You fall onto the bed and surrender completely to his mercy.

When his hands reach your thighs, you gasp in delight. "Please, Lewis." You beg.

"What do you need, sweetheart, say it."

"Need you!" You exclaim in irritation, as if it is the most obvious thing in the world. Lewis responds with a chuckle, not pushing you further, and then uses his hands to pull down your shorts. He accidentally pulls down your underwear in the process too, revealing your bare pussy to him. When the smell of you hits him, he lets out a moan.

"Jesus, baby, smell so good." He whispers as he leans down to you and gives your lower stomach a wet kiss. He moves up, much to your dissatisfaction, as you want him lower. His hands move up to your shirt and pulls it over your head, revealing your cute bralette under it.

His hands creep under you, unbuckling the last piece of clothing. He throws the bralette somewhere in the room and goes to work.

You lean into his touch as his hands cup your tits and slide over your nipples, wanting more. "So responsive…" He whispers. His hands and mouth are all over you, licking, biting, squeezing, palming… Everywhere but where you need him most. The feeling drives you mad and you grab his hand to pull him where you want him, but he pulls away.

"What do you want, Y/N? Be specific."

"Need… Need your fingers… In me." You whisper, barely audible. Your confession makes you cringe and you hide away in your hands. Lewis is having none of it though, and pulls your hands off your face.

"Good girl." Lewis says, satisfied. He wanted you to be more open when it came to intimacy, and this was a good first step. You being able to talk about what you like and what you want from him.

Then, with a smile on his face, he leans in and breaks into your mouth, sucking on your lower lip, licking your teeth, and fighting for control with your tongue.

His kiss moves down to your neck, and the first mark of your life is sucked on your velvety soft skin. He stops what he's doing because of the gasp you make as you feel the sharpness of his way to worship you.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Green." You confirm, unable to form any sentences. His mouth leaves purple marks everywhere they touch, and you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter.

"You're so gorgeous… That pretty face of yours, these tits, and this… Pussy." He coos as his fingers touch the space between your legs.

It feels like you've ascended into heaven. His soft touch touching your clit, and diving down along your slit to your opening. You have been naked before, but you have never been bare, not like you are right now. Lewis sees every part of you in a new light, like he is seeing you for the first time ever. You feel the connection you are currently making, it's there, raw and newborn. You are sure Lewis feels it too, but you decide to let it be an unspoken discovery.

You were so reactive to him, not only his touch, but also his words, his smell, his voice, his soul.

Love is a sickness, you felt weak when you gazed up at him, like you were coming down with the flu. But at the same time, you felt a tingle, the same tingle you felt so many times before when you saw him. And not the usual look you would give a loved one on a daily basis. No, a real intense stare, noticing every little detail about them, the little things that made them who they were.

You squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation, you do not dare to look at him, wherever he is. When you feel his warm breath above your face, your breath hitches and you hold your breath. The tension could be cut with a dull knife at this point, and Lewis knew how ready you were for him, egging you on even further, testing how far he could push you.

When the tip of his tongue finally touches your flushed cheek, you groan. "Don't tease!" You whine.

His tongue licks a stripe down to your sternum and stops. His hands grab a hold of your tits and his mouth takes turns to suck on your hardened nipples. His tongue sucks onto your peaks as it moves around them, earning a moan from you. Then, a small, playful, bite. You yelp from the sudden wave of pain, but when he does it again, lighter this time, you look down at him and lock eyes. God, was he beautiful like this. He continues licking adorations along your body, loving lower with time.

His mouth dances on your skin, licking down your ribcage, and down to your belly button. His touch, addicting and hot, makes you shiver in anticipation. When his tongue reaches the space between your belly and your mound, (your lower stomach, if you will) he stops. "So this is what it feels like feeling pleasure without receiving pleasure…" He concludes to himself. You can't hear him, you are busy focusing on your breathing, afraid to lose it to the pleasure you are feeling.

You are lost to him, losing all sense of time and space. And when you feel his mouth on your clit, your mind goes blank, you are a groaning mess as he starts to work your clit with his tongue and mouth. He is sucking, flicking, and caressing your thighs with his hands, holding you in place for his treatment.

"Taste just as good as you smell." He whispers to himself, high enough for you to hear but you don't react.

He moves down to your entrance, teasing your sopping hole with his tongue. "Just imagine Y/N, this is where my cock will be in a bit. I can't wait."

You want to answer, but you don't find the correct words, so you settle on moaning like a proper mess. You're close, and Lewis takes notice by the way you're pulsating around nothing but his tongue.

"Cum for me, sweetheart, you can do it." He coaxes you, and a mere couple of seconds later, you're cumming around his tongue, yelling, whimpering and convulsing in his grasp. You just had the strongest orgasm of your life, and that was only by his tongue. You slowly come back to awareness by his tongue still inside you.

Jesus Christ, you think to yourself. As you come down from your peak, Lewis continues his assault on your poor clit, working you towards another orgasm. You feel his hands on the back of your thighs, pulling your legs up. His hand moves down to where his face is already working on you and places a few carefully considered circles around your clit. His fingers are replaced with his mouth, and you feel his finger teasing your entrance.

"Can I?" He asks tenderly.

"Yeah.." You answer out of breath.

The breach is more welcome than anything. You groan out as you feel his finger working its way inside of you, and with the angle of your hips, he instantly hits the right spot. Surely, this was something that Lewis had worked out beforehand.

Then, another finger. He gives you some time to adjust, and slowly, almost too slowly, he starts pumping into you at a persistent pace. The feeling of his mouth sucking down on your clit and his fingers preparing you for him, drives you closer to the edge faster than you could ever have imagined. With a few more pumps of his fingers, you cum, for the second time of the night. The sight of you, completely out of it, makes his dick twitch; the knowledge that he was the cause, that is.

You shoot up when you have recovered enough. His turn. You see the bulge and almost feel sorry for him. You unbutton his shorts and slide your hand inside. Lewis falls back on his back, and you follow him, kneeling next to him. It takes you some time, but when you finally get his shorts off, he's left in his shirt and underwear. You decide to tackle the problem in his briefs first, and pull his member out. Poor Lewis, he was hard as a rock, and panting heavily as your soft touch slid up and down his length. His member was veiny, with a particularly large vein sitting comfortably on the backside of his shaft. You slide back his foreskin, and admire his wet pink tip for a moment. The sight makes your mouth water.

He can't help holding on to the bedsheets for dear life as he feels your tongue on the tip of his twitching cock. You taste his arousal on your tongue, making you both moan out in unison.

You take his tip into your mouth, closing your mouth around it. You start to suck on it, your tongue sliding around him and along the slit of his cock. The more of him you take into your mouth, the louder he moans. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't fit his whole length into your mouth. When his tip hit the back of your throat, you gag. Lewis instantly looks down on you and pulls you off.

"Don't do that to yourself, baby." He looks at you with a genuine expression. When his cock slides into your mouth again, you don't force it, as you bob your head up and down. When he feels himself getting dangerously close, he pulls you off him.

"Do you feel ready?" He asks while his fingers brush your cheek.

"I think so?" You ask yourself while nodding.

"Colour?"

"Green." You reply.

"Good girl." He coos as he helps you onto your back, spreading your legs for him.

"Just let me know if I'm hurting you." He says before he gives his member a few pumps. When you feel his cock against your entrance, you instinctively tense up. Lewis notices, and tuts. "Just breathe, sweetheart, I've got you. Everything is alright." He tries to comfort. You try your best to breathe and take a few deep breaths. When he is back at your entrance, your hands interlock, and he lifts your hips up to ease his way inside. When you feel the pop of your entrance giving way, you yelp.

The pain of him entering your tight pussy is impossible to ignore. Lewis stops your whine with a kiss and stills inside of you, allowing you to adjust around him. He pulls his tip out only to push it back in, and this time, it doesn't feel as bad. Sure, it still stings in an uncomfortable way but you can handle it. With a little pressure by him, he burrows his way further inside.

"Let me help you." He suddenly says as he picks up a pillow and stuffs it under your hips, changing the angle. You sigh when you feel him enter your cunt again. This time, you are able to take all of it without an issue, and you both moan out in each others mouths. Your mouth is left gaping, looking up at the dark ceiling, whimpering at it.

You feel the tip of him hitting your G-spot again and again, coaxing you closer to that sweet release that you desperately need.

"Please, please!" You beg. "I know, baby. Just a little longer." He brushes against your ear. The feeling of him bottoming out within you, makes you yell out your orgasm. Shaking, you pull him down to you, catching his lips in a heated kiss. You lick his plump lips desperately, and he counters with giving you the same care.

You notice him getting closer when his pace slows down and you feel his cock twitching.

"Where do you want me?" He asks.

"In me, please." You beg as you pull him closer.

"Fuck…" He sighs out. "Want my cum huh? Want my babies?"

You come to a full stop. You look at him with a shocked look, feeling speechless. "Ehm…" You sigh nervously. What should you say?

Lewis notices how uncomfortable his comment made you and quickly apologises. "I'm sorry. It's just that… I'm so turned on by you, and I can't stop thinking of you carrying my babies one day."

"Jesus, Lewis…" You breathe out, just as turned on as Lewis was.

"Think about it, a baby, in here…" He says as he presses down on your belly.

"And some day there will be." You look up at him with a smile.

"Some day… Shit, baby. Can't wait." He rambles.

"Please Lewis, give it to me." You plead for his cum.

His thrusts speed up when he hears your begs, and he cums with a loud whimper. His white streaks of seed paints your insides, and he catches your lips in a searing kiss, moaning into each others mouths.

"My god, you did so well for me!... Such a good girl, taking my cum." He rambles as he cathes up on his breath.

When his shaft slides out of you, he goes down to look at the cum threatening to leak out. He does not let that happen though, and stuffs it inside again with his fingers. "Can't let any of it go to waste, right, sweetheart?" He coos as you look down at him between your legs.

"I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did." You say.

"Oh babe, this is the best sex I've ever had." He answers. "You're phenomenal."

Lewis gets up from the bed and quickly comes back with a wet towel for you to clean yourself up with.

"What do you want for dinner?" He asks.

"Lewis, you don't have to-" You start.

"Shush, Y/N, I insist."

Silence. Why is he the one making dinner after making you come not only once but twice? You give up trying to talk him into letting you help and you finally decide on ordering tacos instead of cooking. Lewis, of course, orders vegan tacos and you end up ordering the same thing.

As you wait for the food to arrive, you talk. Talk about everything. Future plans, wishes, hopes.

"I'm thinking about retiring." He admits.

"What?" You ask, not sure if you heard him correctly.

"Yeah. To have more time for you and the baby."

You giggle. "Lewis... There is no baby, yet."

"Yet." He says with a wink, and catches your lips in a kiss, feeling ready for round 2.

Ding dong. Finally, you were starving.

"These are the best tacos I've ever had!" He exclaims as he takes another bite.

"Mhm." You agree.

When you're done, you get into bed again, and cuddle up next to him. You're lulled into a comfortable slumber as he brushes your hair with his fingers and strokes your arm.

"Morning…" He groans.

"Morning, Lewis." You look down at him, and lean in, giving him a soft kiss on his forehead. He giggles, and pulls you closer. He's warm, as always, and the feeling of him envelops you as you're tangled up in each other.

When you look up at him with a frown, his calm expression turns to worry.

"Is something wrong, love?" He asks.

"No, nothing. I'm just thinking about what you said last night."

He looks at you with confusion in his eyes. "Oh, kids?" He suddenly remembers.

"Yeah…" You look away to avoid his warm gaze.

"Sweetheart…" He takes hold of your chin and moves you to look at him again, and continues. "I just said that I want kids. Not that we need to have them now. Right away."

Silence. You process his words for a couple of seconds before you open your mouth, but no words come out.

"I…" You start. "But I want to, I want kids too, I'm just… Scared." You admit.

Lewis tuts and leans in, giving you a lengthy kiss. "What are you afraid of, love?"

You take a moment to gather your thoughts. "I don't know. Failure. Pregnancy. Birth. Parenting. All of it?"

"You'd never fail as a parent, Y/N. I've seen you with kids and they adore you!" He tries to resonate. He sighs, "I love you, Y/N, all I want is for you to be happy. I don't mind waiting for you to be ready."

His words make you smile, and you feel your heart swelling with adoration for the man. "Well… What if I 'forget' the pill tonight?" You ask.

The thought of carrying a baby for 9 months, the morning sickness, the aches and cramps. Not to mention birth itself. Risking chronic health issues just because you had a kid. But you loved children, and you wanted nothing more than to create a family with Lewis, and you knew you were safe with him, and your kids would be too. They would grow up in a loving household. And to add to it, you knew Lewis would support you through pregnancy and birth.

When he hears your words, his eyes widen. "Are you serious, Y/N? Don't fucking mess with me right now." He warns, springing up in bed.

"I'm serious, Lewis, I'm ready to start trying."

He scans you for any sign of uncertainty, but you show no sign of hesitation. He jumps out of bed and runs into the bathroom with a trail of "wheeee". When he comes out again, he's holding your packet of pills, "Last chance, Y/N." He says. You giggle and nod, and he takes that as a sign to toss the packet in the waste bin.

When he's done, he walks up to the bed again, and sits down. "So, when do we start practising?" He asks with a teasing tone.

"Later. We've got plans, remember?" You remind him.

You were set to go surfing with a surfing teacher, something you had been looking forward to for months. Lewis was a natural at surfing, compared to you, hence... The teacher.

Lewis groans into the bedding and suddenly doesn't seem that enthusiastic about surfing anymore.

"Come on, it'll be fun!" You clap his shoulder as you get up to get ready.

You were sporting a black backless bathing suit for the occasion, which you knew would drive Lewis mad.

"Ready to leave?" He asks, as you start your walk down to the beach where you would be meeting up with the man helping you out.

You spend the whole day in the water, riding the waves and even keeping your balance a few times, not falling into the water instantly as you try to stand up on the board.

"Don't crouch, stay up, head up!" Lewis yells as you find your way towards the shore once again, riding a wave.

You do as he says, and succeed, riding the wave all the way back.

"You did so well!" Lewis runs up to you.

"Thank you!" You reach out for his embrace and say your goodbyes to the teacher accompanying the pair of you. It was already getting dark. As you walk back to your hut, Lewis holds you close, giving you looks. "What do you want to do when we get back?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Hmmm, hit the bed and… Sleep?" You joke.

Lewis lets out a laugh, "I'm not letting you sleep before I've filled you up, love." He whispers in your ear. You come to a full stop, feeling yourself already getting wet. He had to stop talking like this, otherwise you would go insane.

"Stop!" You gasp, slapping his butt with your towel, earning a laugh from him as he picks you up into his arms, swinging you around. "I love you so much, Y/N." He whispers as his gaze travels all over your body.

When you finally make it back to your small abode, Lewis can't hold his hands to himself anymore. His hands are all over you, touching your heated skin. Your body exists only where he touches you, setting you on fire.

Where his hands isn't, his mouth is. He is licking, nibbling, and sucking on your skin, leaving marks along your neck and chest, something you would curse him for the day after.

"Can I remove this?" He asks, pointing to your bathing suit.

"Yeah." You reply, already stepping out of it and tossing it across the room.

You are bare before him, not knowing what to do next, so you stand there like a fool. He is mirroring you, and just stands there. You wait for him to make a move, but he just looks down at you with a smile, his eyes shining brighter than the stars.

You slowly move your hand to the lining of his swimming shorts, and slip your hand inside. When you find what you want, you slide his member out, and give it a few pumps while feeling him go from semi-soft to hard. You watch a few droplets form at the tip of his cock, and you watch as the drops slide down his slit and drip down on the floor with amusement.

"Look at the effect you have on me..." Lewis moans in your ear, as you both look down at his pulsing member. When your hand stills, he lets out a groan from the lack of friction. His hips starts thrusting to keep the movement going and once again, he's a moaning mess. He feels himself getting close and stops himself, sliding away from your hands.

His hands travel down your chest to your tits, admiring the marks on your skin. "Look so good like this, marked. So everyone knows you're mine."

He looks up at you again with a mischevious smile, and bends down, lifting you up on his shoulder, with your body hanging like a ragdoll. You figured it was no idea fighting him, so you let him carry you wherever he is going.

When he lets you down, you land on the soft bed. He follows not far behind and leans in to kiss you, his hands palming your tits. When you feel his hand dipping lower down, you tense up in anticipation.

When he reaches your legs, and what is between them, your breath hitches, and you let out a moan, which sounds rather desperate.

"I love the smell of you..." He coos, as his face burrows into your neck.

He longed to be inside of you again. He longed for you, to melt into you. He was right next to you, and yet, so far away. When his hands reach your mound, you lift your legs up, giving him space and allowance to slide his hand home, where he belonged. His fingers slide along your slit and land on your entrance, circling around your sopping hole. Two of his digits bore their way into you and you gasp at the intrusion. "Shhhh, just my fingers."

His fingers scissor your insides, and tickle the right spot, coaxing you closer to a orgasm. You are shanting "I love you's" and profanities mixed into a incoherent mess of words.

Lewis is working you up to the edge of an orgasm quickly, and stops. "What the fuck?!" You yell at him. His reply, chuckling and continuing what he was doing, pisses you off even more.

Helplessly, you sink down under water as Lewis pushes you over the edge, and you finally cum. You can't help it, and whimper out your first orgasm of the night. When you make it to the surface again, you are floating, with Lewis holding you in place by your core. Sweat is gleaming on your forehead as you slip back to reality, and Lewis looks down at you with a warm smile, flashing his dimples.

"Do you think you can take me?" He asks.

"Do not start with me, Lewis. Come here..." You pull on him.

"Get on all fours." He commands. And you do, quickly as anything, swaying your hips and arching your back for him. When you feel his cock against your cunt, you push onto him, desperate to feel him in you. The tip easily slips in and you yelp, the pain just as intense as the day before. Surely, you would never get used to his size. He was big. But somehow, he fit perfectly.

His strokes are soft and slow at first, letting you adjust to him. Soon enough though, his pace picks up, and you're both whimpering in delight.

His hand travels down to your lower stomach and stays put, stroking the soft skin. "You're gonna look so beautiful full of my babies, love."

The words that come out of his mouth makes you moan out, feeling yourself getting closer to your second release. You fall silent when your orgasm crashes into you like a freight train, taking you by surprise. Lewis looks at your contorted face and continues ravaging you. When you come back, you gasp for air.

The feeling of him sliding in and out of you sends you reeling. "Oh, Lewis..." You moan, trying to catch his attention.

"Yeah, love?" He answers.

Then, softly, innocently, you speak as angels might; "Please cum in me..." You beg, shanting the same ditty over and over.

"You deserve that." He coos in your ear as his pace quickens. "Want me to fill you up, huh? Want me to impregnate you?"

"Please, Lewis, please, yes." You ramble.

And with a last thrust, he yells out his orgasm. His cum spills far inside you and the feeling of him painting your insides pushes you over the edge for the third time.

You are both a panting, heaving mess. You melt into his body as he collapses on you and as a result, you collapse on the bed.

"Aren't you going to pull out?" You ask after a while.

"Why would I? I'm going to make sure it sticks." Lewis says nonchalantly as you feel him getting hard again.

And so, it starts all over again...

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