#of course usag fucked it up bc they can't do anything right

[bokunoheros]

TAGS/WARNINGS: reader is gender neutral but afab, inappropriate quirk usage (temperature play), pro hero!shouto, shouto and the reader are married, cumming inside, kinda lazy ending bc i wanted to work on day 8 (threesome ft. todobaku) and didn’t know how to finish it lol GENRE: SMUT SUMMARY: shouto can’t help but tease you despite the way you’re always so good for him. WORD COUNT: 2K 🦊’s A/N: god not my ass opening the first two days, anyway here’s my husband ❤️// also, this fic would have been significantly longer had i not previously exhausted myself on this one (pleasepleaseplease read it i put in sm work)

     if shouto todoroki was anything, it was resilient and persistent; throughout his childhood, all throughout the course of his hero training, even with all the setbacks and massive traumas he faced, and now: where you lay squirming and crying beneath him, begging for him to just fuck you despite your cunt already being stuffed by three of his thick, ice cold fingers with your legs tossed over his broad shoulders with his mouth dangerously close to your clit, breath disgustingly hot, making for a sensation that had your overstimulated, puffy pussy drooling as goosebumps rose over your flushed, sweaty skin.

     even with the way his cock twitches in his too-tight briefs, shouto simply shakes his head with a soft, patient smile and hushes you gently. 

     “shh, just one more; cum for me one more time, and i promise i’ll give you what you need,” he coos, gazing up at you from between your legs, his striking, heterochromatic gaze ensnaring your own watery one as you bite your lower lip and nod, eyebrows scrunched up as you wiggle your hips, trying to get away from his frosty fingers despite your agreeance to one more orgasm mere seconds ago. but you knew better—”one more” was never just one more, because there was always another one after that. and another. and probably another after that, because shouto was just that addicted to you: your body, the noises you made, the way your eyes rolled back when he made you cum, or the way your back arched so deeply off the bed as your oversensitive, fucked-out body tried to cope with the feeling of another orgasm.

     jesus, you swore this man would be the death of you.

     “sh–shouto–!” you sniffle, thighs trembling as you prop yourself up on your forearms and look down at him.

     “what is it, love?” his voice is soft and soothing, steady, if not a little breathy, as if he wasn't insanely hard right now—beyond desperate to get his dick wet; while instead, he was knuckle deep in your drenched cunt, playing with you like you were some toy (his favorite toy, really <3) while you whine about how you can't take it anymore.

     “if you want, we can stop all together right now,” shouto suggests in a teasing voice, crooking his fingers upwards inside you as he does so, and he can't help but chuckle at the way your voice cracks slightly when you let out a pitchy no and shake your head; you knew when he said stop entirely, he truly meant entirely—meaning you wouldn't get any of the dick you had waited so, so, soooo patiently for!

     “y–you're so unfa–fair!” you protest, back arching upwards as he brings his hot mouth closer to your disgustingly wet cunt before wrapping his plump lips around your swollen clit, suckling on it gently as his skilled fingers work against your gummy inner walls and you can't help but shudder at the feeling of the frosty digits in contrast to his almost burning mouth, and it's all you can do to whimper and try not to cry as he works you up to another orgasm. you don't even know what number it was anymore. four? five? fuck, your brain was so fuzzy—and you had not only shouto's skilled tongue and fingers playing with your pussy, but the active use of his quirk as well.

     “and?” is all he says as he pulls his thick fingers from your aching cunt with a disgusting schliiick sound so he can make out with your drooling pussy — taking your whole mound into his mouth as he pressed his suddenly ice cold tongue against your slick entrance and engorged clit before the tip of it slowly traces over your inner folds. 

     “nnngh, fuck,” you moan softly when he suddenly dips the freezing muscle into your welcoming heat, making a mental note of the way you tasted, a grin spreading over his glossy lips as he eats you out with nothing but love in heart. 

     shouto was always such a giver in bed — don't get me wrong, he certainly loved being on the receiving end of many things, but he loved being the one to give you (often overwhelming) pleasure the most. he thinks he could get off on your satisfaction alone (and he has before), and he can’t help but let out a low, drawn-out whine as he humps the mattress beneath him, dick straining against his sickeningly restrictive underwear, drooling enough to create a wet patch on the bed where he'd been rutting his hips against the comforter (as long as it can be cleaned later, the youngest of the todoroki family never minds making a mess).

     “soon, honey, soon,” shouto murmurs against your cunt in response to your pitiful swear. “you've earned it,” he praises you, voice a mere whisper, laced with nothing but adoration for you. he was always so proud of you when you managed to withstand his teasing — the way his calloused hands would trail over your body, both extreme temperatures as he toyed with your already stiff nipples thanks to his near feather light touch having trailed already before touching your properly. god, you hated how patient this man could be sometimes, it was truly sickening. because one thing about shouto was that he always took he sweet fuckin’ time with you in the bedroom (and as a result, he hates quickies—he doesn't believe in rushed sex where neither partner can enjoy themselves in full).

     the saccharine tone of his voice had you clenching around nothing as he presses his tongue flat against your clit before circling the freezing muscle around the throbbing bundle of nerves, rapidly cooling it down to an almost unbearable degree. 

     one of your hand comes down to thread itself into his hair, pulling his face closer to your cunt, to which he had no objections, and it isn’t long at all before the familiar knot in your stomach is snapping for the nth time tonight and you’re shamelessly crying out shouto’s name while your back arches deeply off the bed as your husband continues to eat you out throughout the duration of your orgasm.

     “sho—shouto!” you squeal, legs squeezing shut around his head and he lets out a content sigh as he looks up at you with a half-lidded heterochromatic gaze. 

     “i know, baby, i know, you’ve done so well f’me,” he coos gently, pulling away from your cunt and sitting up on his knees in order to tug his boxers down, groaning loudly when his cock finally sprung free and hit against his lower stomach. “fuck,” he hisses, flushed, mushroom headed tip swollen and leaky. 

     “wan’ you s’bad, sho,” you whine, impatiently rolling your hips upwards. 

     “yeah? ‘m all yours, sweetheart,” he says while moving to position himself over you, one hand wrapped around his pretty dick in order to align it with your dripping slit before slowly pushing in, biting his lower lip and letting his head hang down in the crook of your neck to hide his flushed face.

     it takes a moment for him to bottom out, and when he does, you both let out a drawn moan, staying like that for a minute before shouto slowly starts to fuck you, hips moving languidly against yours. his dick throbs deep inside you while the flushed head presses against your g-spot and your hands quickly find purchase on his broad and scarred back, nails digging into the skin there as you cry softly beneath him, mindlessly babbling about how big he was and how good he felt, all of which only fueled shouto’s desire to fuck you stupid (as if he hadn’t already). 

     “mmmnnfgh,” you whimper, raking your nails down his scarred back as you wrap your legs around his waist and cross them at the ankle, pulling his hips flush against yours, his usually neatly trimmed peppermint colored pubes tickling your skin. “oh, baby—you’re fillin’ me up s’good—s–so good,” you coo breathily into his ear, fanning the flames of his ego. “you’re s’fuckin’ big, sho—” so big you feel almost nauseated by the way he thrusts slowly but deeply into you. “nngh–fuck!”

     shouto feels his cock twitch and drool inside you at your praise, and his face only gets hotter as he attaches his cool, slightly chapped lips attach themselves to the junction of your neck and shoulder, biting down gently before sucking on the skin. todoroki usually wasn’t one for marking you up in places visible to others, as littering your body with little hickies and bruises where only he could see was typically more than enough for him, but right now…. he couldn’t stop himself from sucking and nibbling on your neck, relishing in the sweet little noises you couldn’t seem to stop making. 

     shouto feels like he’s drowning in you; your scent, the pathetic little mewls you couldn’t stop from slipping past your mouth, the feel of your body against his, the way your pussy flutters around his dick, squeezing him so tightly he swears as his breath hitches in his throat and his hips stutter against yours as he tries not to immediately cum from the feeling.

     “jesus, honey—keep squeezin’ me like that n’ i don’t think i can last much longer,” he groans, trying to maintain an even pace despite the way he falters ever so slightly in his rhythm as he brings his face up from your neck to rest his forehead against yours—always one for obscene intimacy—and breathes heavily through his nose in attempt to catch his breath as his heart hammers away in his chest. 

     “‘m s–sorry,” you stutter, lightly raking your nails up and down his back before they clasp together behind his neck, glossy lips parted and needy for his own. leaning up slightly, you’re able to steal a kiss from him, hands moving to cup his cheeks tenderly as you tilt your head for a better angle.

     “nngh—” he moans softly against your lips, his left hand trailing down your side in a teasing manner as it snakes its way between your legs to rub softly at your oversensitive clit. 

     “cum in me, shouto—please,” you mumble against his plump lips and you can physically feel the way his dick twitches inside you at your words, and it's all you can do to whine at the combined feeling of his cock buried so deep within you and the near scorching heat of his calloused fingers against your throbbing bundle of nerves.

     his eyes fly open in shock at your words and he has to pull away from the kiss to ask if you’re sure and you nod pathetically, rolling your hips upwards and moaning softly to confirm his ask. after that, it’s only a few more thrusts before both you and your husband are cumming with a loud cry as he stills his hips flush against yours, as he finishes deep, so deep, inside you.

     “god,” you whimper as he slowly pulls out and moves to lay next to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist and pulling you so that you were lying chest to chest, catching your breaths together as you bathed in the quiet afterglow of sex. cleaning up could wait for another five minutes, right? you both deserved a moment of rest after all that.

     as you lay next to your doting husband, icy fingers ghosting over your ribcage down to your hip bone, following the dips and curves of your supple figure, chilling the heated skin along the way. closing your eyes, you take a deep breath, focusing on inhaling your husband’s somewhat musky scent as compared to the sticky feeling of your sweaty bodies pressed together.

     “let’s get you cleaned up, okay?” he suggests softly, to which a warm smile spreads across your face and you nod mindlessly. “‘ll draw you water for a bath,” he offers, starting to get up until you throw a leg over his hip and pull him closer. 

     “five more minutes…. please? ‘m so comfy,” you mumble, and shouto’s barely able to catch it, but he does, and a gentle smile stretches over his lips as he agrees to your terms.

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[hhonghu]

Inside him.

;; pervert!sub!aether x reader

cw: established relationship, pervert aether, ooc aether, perverted thoughts, cockdrunk aether, rough sex, masturbation, teasing, nipple play, blowjob, deepthroating, usage of sex toys (dildo), cumming inside aether, slight exhibitionism, overstimulation, public sex, reader has a dick

you heard of pervert reader, now lets have pervert aether!! >:) i'll be posting this before working on sex obsessed kabukimono hehe this is a bit short :(, i might rewrite this soon but i wanna just write this down bc it won't leave my head and i have a debate to work on lol please enjoy! let me know if i missed anything! ^^

pervert!aether who drools about you! he can't take his eyes off of you, you're just amazing. your body is to die for, a pure eye candy. his hands would roam your torso, chest, arms, and biceps. he drooling as he feels your skin in his palms, caressing you all over. "looks like someone is enjoying himself." you chuckle, "i'm not complaining though, have your fun."

pervert!aether who would shamelessly stare at your crotch, thinking about your cock. he wants to suck on it right now. he doesn't care what your doing, he wants it in his mouth. he wants to suck on it, to taste you, to have you use his mouth and bury yourself in his throat. he wants you to make him choke on your cock, fucking his mouth with much vigor until you cum in his mouth. pervert!aether who kneels in front of you and paws your clothes. "[name]..." he whines up at you, eyes glossy. he grabs the hem of your pants and tugs on it, you name spilling out of his mouth again. you look down at him and grin, "well aren't you needy? want my cock, baby?" aether nods eagerly, already having your pants down, eying your half-hard cock. you tut, grabbing his hair before he could put your cock in his warm mouth. he whines, warm breath fanning on your tip making you hiss. "[name].. [name], noooo.. please? please— come on, put your cock in my mouth. i need it, please? put in, put in, put it in, pleaseee..!".

pervert!aether who would drag you behind a large tree, hands all over you as he kisses you. "we'll be quick hnghh—, i just need you in me, haaaa— fuck!". pervert!aether who moans in your hand as you pound him from behind, muffling his moans. "you like this, huh? you fuck— you're moaning like a bitch a heat out here in the open, wanna be seen like this? having my dick in your desperate hole? fucking slut." you pound in him harder, making him squeal and buckling his knees. his eyes rolls back as he meets your fast thrusts, "mmph���! you're gonna angh—make me cum, you're gonna me cum, you gonna make me cuuumm♡♡!".

pervert!aether who would play with himself while your away. pervert!aether who would bring out a custom dildo in your size (he begged you to let him use a godforsaken diy kit to mold a dildo out of your dick in case he missed you and your dick apparently lol). pervert!aether who would suck on it as he lays down with his legs open, tongue swirling around the dildo thinking was you above him. he quickly brings his free hand to play with nipples, twisting with his fingers as he shoves the the cock deeper in his mouth, making him gag and choke as it hits the back of his throat. pervert!aether who mewls when he shoves the dildo inside of him, eyes rolling back as he grabs his pretty cock too, stroking it with his fingers. he picks the pace and his back arches, "my god, fhucuuckk! oughh— i can't, i can't, too good, feels too good♡!". he lets out more moans as he jerks himself off furiously while shoving the dildo inside him deeper, making his back arch as pleasure courses through his veins. he gives on last thrust of the dildo in his needy hole, screaming out as he cums, fingers stroking himself faster to prolong his orgasm.

pervert!aether who cries out in pleasure as you draw out another orgasm from him, body convulsing in overstimulation and fingers pinching his nipples making sob. you were so deep in him, your cock was hitting his inside so perfectly, he just doesn't want to stop. "come on, baby. one more time, i'll fill you up nicely." you coo down at him, relishing his flushed face. he looks up to you and shakily nods, "don't stop, [name]..". pervert!aether who couldn't couldn't stop hiccups escaping his lip as your hips thrust in him and sweat dripping the sides of his face. "ah, ah, ah, fuckfuckfuck, yeees♡! faster! harder! fuck me, [name]!", he locks you in his hold, legs and arms wrapping around you and buries his head in the crook of your neck. pervert!aether who clenches around you, breath staggering as he feels you spill your cum in him, warmth filling up his insides. his ass lifts up a bit and grinds back on your cock, making sure your cum stays inside. he mewls out to you, words coming out in a slur, "don't pull out yet, [name]. it's hnghh— it's not enough. i need more of your cock, need it..♡".

[twoflipstwotwists]

A top gymnastics coach accused of berating and mistreating athletes will be barred from the sport for five years instead of eight, after an arbitrator found some of the testimony that led to her suspension should not have been allowed.

At five years, the penalty imposed on the coach, Maggie Haney, is still considered the harshest one that U.S.A. Gymnastics, the sport’s national governing body, has handed down in a case that did not involve sexual abuse.

An arbitrator hearing an appeal from Haney upheld the suspension but ruled that the hearing panel that decided it should not have taken into account the cases of four of 11 gymnasts who complained.

In those cases, the arbitrator, in a ruling last week that was disclosed Tuesday by Haney’s lawyer, found that U.S.A. Gymnastics had failed to provide Haney proper notice of the allegations, leaving Haney without the chance to defend herself sufficiently during the hearing held in February and March.

Arbitration decisions are usually not released publicly, but Haney’s lawyer, Steve Altman, disclosed it, and a U.S.A. Gymnastics official acknowledged its veracity.

“We certainly hoped for better results,” Altman said, adding that he and Haney had asked the arbitrator to rescind the suspension fully based on their claim that the hearing was biased and flawed.

They now are considering their legal options, Altman said, because the arbitration decision “contains numerous legal and factual flaws, and should be overturned.”

In an emailed statement, Carol Fabrizio, a spokeswoman for U.S.A. Gymnastics, said federation officials were reviewing the arbitrator’s decision and considering how to proceed. Their choices include letting the arbitrator’s decision stand, resubmitting the testimony of the four gymnasts and possibly hearing from more witnesses or negotiating a resolution with Haney with regard to those additional gymnasts.

“We believe it is critical to ensure that the experiences of all involved athletes in the Maggie Haney case are fully considered as part of the ultimate resolution of the case,” the federation’s statement said.

Haney’s case has roiled the sport of gymnastics as athletes confront a longstanding culture of emotionally and verbally abusive coaches and their sometimes harsh, dangerous methods.

Her suspension derived from accounts of gymnasts — including Laurie Hernandez, an Olympic gold medalist — who said Haney forced them to train through injuries, mocked them and made an effort to silence their complaints and undermine the girls’ relationship with their parents.

At the hearing, Hernandez testified that Haney ridiculed her figure and belittled her when she complained about pain, even when Hernandez was made to train on what turned out to be a broken wrist.

The hearing panel found that Haney “failed to maintain proper boundaries�� within her coaching relationship with Hernandez and engaged in “intimidating, humiliating and offensive” behavior toward her.

“The toughest part about it was that there were no bruises or marks to show that it was real,” Hernandez said in an interview in April after the panel penalized Haney. “It was all just so twisted that I thought it couldn’t be real.”

Another gymnast, Riley McCusker, who has a good chance of making the United States Olympic team for next summer’s Tokyo Games, has filed a lawsuit against Haney, accusing her of forcing her to train with injuries including stress fractures in one foot, a fractured pelvis and a potentially serious condition called exercise-induced rhabdomyolysis, which is a breakdown of muscle fibers that could cause kidney damage.

Haney has vehemently denied those accusations. McCusker’s testimony was among the four cases voided in the arbitrator’s ruling. When reached by telephone, her mother, Jessica McCusker, who testified at the hearing, on Tuesday declined to comment on Haney’s reduced suspension.

Haney, in an interview last month, expressed some regret over her coaching methods, but said she never intentionally harmed athletes. She portrayed herself as among a dying breed of demanding coaches.

She said in the interview that U.S.A. Gymnastics had overreacted to complaints against her as it sought to garner public support after the Lawrence G. Nassar sexual abuse scandal shook the sport. Nassar, the longtime national team doctor, is now imprisoned for molesting more than 200 girls and women, including national team and Olympic gymnasts.

MG Elite, Haney’s program, run out of a gym in central New Jersey, remains open, and Haney said more than 30 gymnasts were still training there. A number of parents have defended Haney.

“It upsets me greatly to see what’s happening in the sport of gymnastics, and that so many girls have reported allegations of abuse, but this never happened in my program,” Haney said in a statement, adding that she felt “unfairly targeted” by U.S.A. Gymnastics.

U.S.A. Gymnastics officials have been trying to change a toxic culture that includes emotional and physical abuse of athletes that for decades was not only tolerated but often encouraged. Before the Nassar scandal, the sport welcomed overbearing coaches who demanded obedience from their young gymnasts because that coaching style was thought to create winners.

But the transition to a new climate is easier said than done, and deciding how and whether to punish coaches has been fraught.

Haney has said punishments of coaches have been inconsistent, or not given at all, and asserted that the hearing process lacked due process, a point the arbitrator made in his decision regarding some of the gymnasts who brought accusations.

In addition to McCusker, the other three gymnasts whose accusations were voided by the arbitrator were Cameran Edwards, Zoe Gravier and Skyelar Kerico. They had accused Haney of abuse and bullying that included threats and her cursing at them and calling them degrading things like lazy and emotionally disturbed, forcing them to train despite injuries and screaming at them so much that it damaged their self-esteem and made them scared of her. Cameran Edwards’s mother, Reaona Jones-Edwards, declined to comment on the reduced suspension. The parents of the other two gymnasts didn’t immediately return phone calls requesting comment.

Katherine Starr, a two-time Olympian for Britain and founder of Safe4Athletes, an organization that advocates for athletes abused by a coach or a teammate, said the sport should not solely rely on U.S.A. Gymnastics to make improvements. She said athletes need to be trained to speak clearly and freely about the abuse they are experiencing, and coaches who abuse athletes need to address underlying issues as to why they lash out at their athletes in the first place. Parents, Starr said, also need to learn that they cannot ignore abuse just because they hope to raise a champion.

Over all, she said, those in the sport have many steps yet to take, and U.S.A. Gymnastics is responsible for taking the lead.

“Right now, that’s not happening,” Starr said. “They don’t understand how to change the system and don’t even have their ship pointed in the right direction.”

[salvakatore]

"just the tip!"

pairing: hanemiya kazutora x fem!reader

cw: nsfw, dom reader, sub kazutora, virginity loss, praise, usage of "just the tip" trope (it's never just the tip), teasing, kinda soft actually– they're in love. pls tell me if i missed smth

word count: 1.1k

note: i have no idea what possessed me when i wrote this bc this was supposed to be one paragraph but ig that's what being horny for kazu does to ppl

kazutora is still a bit shy when you two mess around because he's so inexperienced and you're his first girlfriend. as much as he just wants to lose his virginity– considering he's already in his mid-twenties– you both decide to take things slow as to not overwhelm him since there's so many experiences to catch up on. however both of you kind of regret making this choice because it's been a few months into your relationship already and you still haven't fucked.

both of you know at this point you're just desperate for each other so you try to initiate finally getting properly dicked down by coaxing him with the classic "we can just put in the tip, it doesn't count if it's just the tip!!" and of course kazutora agrees, maybe a little too eager.

so that's how you got into the current position of you straddling the long-haired man under you and carefully maneuvering his pretty dick to the place you need him most right now. "just the tip," you reassure him, kazutora nodding in agreement with half-lidded eyes. both of you are painfully aware that just the tip isn't what either of you actually want at this moment but there's no harm in taking things slow, right?

you rub him against your folds, already gushing just at the thought of your pretty boyfriend under you trusting you enough to let you take complete control over the situation. slowly you sink down on his length just a little, pushing the head past the entrance of your pussy. he moaned at the feeling of his tip being stimulated.

"f-feels good," he gasps, giving you the encouragement of pulling away again only to push the small portion of his cock back inside of you.

you hummed at the slight stimulation the motion caused you. it was far from enough to satisfy you but you were determined to take it as slow as you are able to for kazu. "yeah? i'm glad baby," you replied, pulling his cock back out and going back to sliding it in between your folds.

he tips his head back at the feeling of your pussy lips wrapped around him, moaning away as you watch his face contort in pleasure. sighing shakily, you pushed his tip in and out of you again, this time a bit faster. "you look so cute right now kazu," you told him with a slight moan. the arousal not really being caused by the movements but by your boyfriend's sweet reactions. he truly is pleasured by the smallest of actions you do. you're not sure if that's still caused by him being a virgin– because by now you two got up to lots of other sexual activities together– so you settled on the explanation of him simply being so in love with you that anything you do excites him. you giggle at the thought and take one hand off of his dick to brush his hair back from where it landed through him thrashing his head into the pillow under his head.

after a few more minutes of basically torture for you because the motions did nothing but tease you to no end, you leaned down to press your chest against his. noticing the twitching of his dick at that you smile down at him, pressing a kiss to his soft lips. he responds just as desperately but is interrupted by a sudden gasp leaving his lips as he feels you sink down on his length and bottoming out slowly while holding eye-contact with him.

his eyes widen and he can't let out anything other than a loud moan at the foreign feeling of your pussy tightly wrapped around him.

"oops!" you exclaim with fake surprise, "how did that happen?"

kazutora finally calmed down from the initial pleasant shock. he almost cummed immediately the second you took him inside of you. he knew it wasn't an accident, but he can't find it in himself to care even a little bit.

you were aware of the fact that he wanted this just as badly as you did but still couldn't help but ask "is this okay?"

"god yes," he gasped out. "can you please..you know," he tried to tell you how he wanted nothing more than for you to finally just do something- because now this was torture to him, you just sitting on his dick staring at him so intently.

"no i don't? what do you want baby?" you tilted your head, teasing him a little just because it's fun to watch him stumble with his words around you in these situations.

"want you to move please," he whined out, not looking into your eyes.

"you want me to fuck you?" you blatantly asked. "because that's what we're doing right now. the real deal, you know?" watching him squirm at the thought.

he nodded his head. "please," he whispered out, feeling your walls tighten around him as the word leaves his mouth.

you slowly started moving upwards again, almost pulling out before pushing your hips back down. continuing the movements, slowly increasing in tempo and finding a pleasant rhythm that satisfies both of you. never looking away from his face you watch as kazutora slowly loses himself to the feeling of having your pussy tighten around his cock. the real deal. both of you moaned away at finally making it to this point, not regretting taking it slow after all, because it made this all the more exciting as built up desperation finally meets its end.

however this also results in both of you getting closer and closer to finishing already. you're not surprised when you notice kazutora's breathing getting heavier and heavier and feel his cock twitching inside of you. speeding up a little you lean down to kiss him again, "you're doing so well baby, just let go i got you," you say while panting a little. his pleasure is the priority today.

"thank you thank you thank you," he mutters out quietly, eyes shut tightly as he moans out your name over and over again.

you watch him tip over the edge and let go completely while you keep riding his dick through his high. pressing kisses all over his face and body you slow down to a halt, letting him calm down a little, "i love you so much baby, you did great."

he's staring at you with hearts in his eyes. "love you too," he pants "so so much."

"enough for me to keep going 'til i cum too?" you ask drawing patterns on his chest with your finger. you know he's spent but you also know he would do anything to please you and if that means pushing himself through overstimulation, then so be it.

nodding eagerly, that's exactly what he does. letting you use his body until you join him in euphoria. and he wouldn't have it any other way.