#sanemi being 3 for 3 on reducing reader to tears during sex

[peachdues]

girl’s first time getting eaten out alert

CW: Sanemi eating pussy is its own content warning. MDNI.

He tears himself away from you with a gasp. For a moment, all the two of you can do is stare at the other, bright eyed and cheeks flushed, Sanemi’s chin and jaw shiny with you.

Large, callused hands take you by your wrists and guide your hands to the wrought iron curves of your headboard.

“Hold on to it. Tight.”

The rasp in his voice sends your stomach fluttering, but there is a gleam in his eyes that makes you gulp. Slowly, your fingers curl around the intricate patterns and bars of the headboard. Silently, you pray your grip is strong enough to hide the way your hands tremble.

Satisfied that you’re properly anchored to your bed, Sanemi’s hungry gaze returns to what lays between your thighs. There is a moisture on his lower lip, one that draws the attention of his tongue. Whether it’s from your wetness or his own drool, you can’t say.

Sanemi bends low to plant one, soft kiss on the inside of your knee. His arms slide under your thighs, pulling them up over his shoulders as his lips trail higher up your leg.

You can barely appreciate the soft exhale of his breath across your center before his mouth latches to you with a gasp, his tongue diving right into your entrance.

Your forearms burn with the effort to keep yourself attached to the headboard as Sanemi abruptly sits up, half-dragging your hips off the bed, face-deep between your thighs. The scream of pleasure that had mounted in your throat bleeds out into a choked yelp as you suddenly find yourself half-suspended above your mattress, your headboard your only anchor.

But you are far too lost in the way Sanemi holds you up to his mouth to notice the burn in your abdomen or the ache in your biceps. How could you possibly focus on anything else — what, with his tongue curling inside of you like this, his nose pressed right on your clit.

How could you be aware of anything other than the ravenous gleam in his eyes as he feasts on you like an offering left at his altar?

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BONUS!

Two of his fingers form an upside-down v to massage the area between his mouth and the seams of your thighs. The added pressure pulses in time with his tongue as he works you through your high, deepening the euphoric burn as you come and come.

That’s when you start sobbing.