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valentine-cafe · 1 year ago

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒕 — 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ shao lisheng 9948e x fem!reader ꒱ after a long day of spoiling you for your birthday, liseng decides to give you one final gift

˖ ࣪ ଓ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔◞ sexual content ღ fembod ღ rough fucking ღ dirty talk ღ 'slut' name ღ explicit language ღ riding ღ biting ღ overstimuation ღ unprotected sex ღ creampie ღ light degradation ღ 1.2k

˖ ࣪ ଓ 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒔◞ this is for my darling @kiatheinsomniac 's birthday! happy birthday love, hope you enjoy<3

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“Long day, huh?”

A chuckle leaves the kitsune, dark tails swishing in delight as you fall atop his lap and wrap your arms around his neck. Whining and nuzzling into his shoulder while his clawed hand comes up to cup the back of your head. A long day indeed, one of fun and spoils all thanks to your lover.

Red nails trace along your back in an affectionate manner, brushing a variety of patterns as he eases your limp form. “Awww, poor, poor girl,” he tuts in that honeyed tone of his. One of his fluffy tails curls around your waist to hoist you closer and allows you to breathe in his floral perfumes. As sweet as his voice, well, apart from the undertone your ears, prone to all his trickery, were picking up on.

Yet for the moment you decide to push those thoughts away and instead enjoy the warm embrace of your yokai boyfriend. He has always been quite the snuggler — and after a long day of walking and surprises, it was all that you needed.

“Hmm,”

His hum leaves your brow arching, but just before you could even so much as question him — the kiss to your ear and the whisper that follows answers all of your questions.

“How about one more surprise?”

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It seems that the spoils had yet to come to an end, for as Lisheng claimed — you still had until midnight before your birthday was over. Oh, and he intended to use those last remaining hours to his fullest advantage in the giving of his final gift. One that brought a series of whimpers and spluttered moans from your parted mouth. Lips now smudged with the lipstick he had bought you earlier as he presses hungry kiss after kiss. Swallowing your moans just as your tight cunt swallows his pounding cock.

“Mmn, that’s it — that’s it pretty girl,” those red nails flush your skin as he grips your jaw, forcing you to face him as he continues to bounce you within his lap. He had not even bothered undressing you out of the outfit he gifted you; all he did was hoist your underwear to the side and delve right in.

“Taking my cock so well - fuck - look at that mess. . . ”

Amber eyes flutter down to the puddle between your legs, to the way your skirt hikes and clings onto your moist flesh. A clawed hand lands a firm spank to your partially exposed thigh, before squeezing it and holding you in place. All so he can fuck up into your quivering, squirting heat whilst you could barely thrash against him.

“Making such a mess all over the clothes I got you huh? Look at that, mngh. . . only care about cumming around my cock yeah? Yeah? Oh I know sweetheart, I knoowww,” Lisheng’s drawl drips with all that same honey as his hold on your jaw forces your gaze down to the onslaught between his legs. To the ring of cream around the base of his cock as you squeeze and take him in like you always do. “See that? See how she takes me? Hah. . . birthday girl’s still such a slut f’me.”

His typical clear words and poetic tongue are nowhere in sight. All that spews from his red lips are slews of filth, degradation and praise becoming one as he bounces you along his pulsing cock. Wet slapping mixing with your pathetic pleas and his slurred voice muffled by his kisses to your neck. He has long since painted your skin in bite marks, ones that he runs his long tongue over and delights when you whine at him.

In response, Lisheng grips onto your hair and yanks it back, free hand running behind to spank your ass and press your cunt fully onto him. Forcing you to take all of him and enhance your high-pitched whines. “L-Li —” you try to plea amongst your spluttered cries and noises. Lashes wet with tears that drip down your face and ruin your makeup. Yet all the kitsune does is lean in, lap at the moisture and hold your head firm.

“Words, my pretty slut.”

A particularly harsh thrust is angled to that one spot that makes your back arch and toes curl. “Mm. . . Use your words. Come on.” Wet kisses trail up your neck before sharp teeth nip at your flushed earlobe. “Or am I gonna have to fuck you ‘till you cannot even use your voice? Hmm? Oh I-I’m sure you’d love that.” His grunt turns into a few more as he abandons his hand on your head to instead grip at your waist with both. Nails digging in just as yours rakes down his shoulders. He clings to your soft flesh with a great amount of strength as he moves your body in time with his thrusts and tempered grinds. Creating an oh so intense series of motions that has your head spinning and eyes rolling back.

“B-Baby - please hngh,” you sob, limping over him. “C-Can’t — I-I can’t it’s. . . s’too much,” you manage to squeal amongst his onslaught of rough-fucking.

“I know sweetheart, I know,” another grunt as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. Lips pressed into your skin to muffle his own whimpers and loud moans. “One more okay? J-Just wanna feel this perfect cunt cum around me one more time.” His pants fan your flesh and he focuses his thrusts into one spot, limping your body from the tidal waves of pleasure and overstimulation crashing upon you.

You squeeze around him — drawing his hiss into the air as you cling onto him for dear life. Eyes fluttering, breaths bated as you whine, gasp, whimper his name out. All as you are brought higher - and higher — until the final slam of the head of his cock against your sweet spot leaves you reeling, squirming,

“L-Lisheng - Lisheng! B-Baby ah - anghh,”

and sobbing his name out as you squirt around him for the fourth time that night.

It is only then that his movements slow. Easing into a gentle grind of hips as he rides out your orgasm and cradles your twitching body riddled with overstimulation. All until his motions come to a complete standstill and he strokes a gentle hand along your face. Catching his breath from his own load that he had shot into you, that squeezes past his length still buried deep and dribbles into the puddle upon the sheets.

“That’s it, thaatt’s itt. . . good girl.” Lisheng’s croon comes with a deep lull in your ear as he slowly slides out of you, shuddering at the loss of warmth — yet chuckling at your desperate little whine. “That a whine I hear? What happened to ‘ah, ahh Lisheng baby it’s too much’?”

Your light smack to his chest vibrates another chuckle from it as he hoists you nearer and presses a few affectionate kisses along your face. Fluffy tails wrap around you, just as his strong arms do when he lifts you up into his hold and cradles you to the bathroom for an extended session of warm baths and body rubs. All while whispering sweet nothings and nuzzling into the side of your face.

“My pretty, pretty birthday girl. I do hope you enjoyed your special day.”

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