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“Mhm ah- fuck.“ Hiromi tilted his head back. The pair of panties wrapped around his cock were yours, a piece of you comforting him after a long day. He snakes his fist up and down his length from underneath the home desk. Reading glasses cast aside, tie loosened, and the formerly busy desk work now abandoned.
The soft black material contrasted with the red swell of his cock as he worked them up and down his long shaft. Rivulets of precum soaking the delicate silk fabric as he moans out the quiet mantra of your name.
You watched, silently, from the doorway. A small grin tugged on your lips as you watched your oblivious lover neglecting his work. After a few moments of listening to his voice, you decide to announce your presence.
“You missed me so much that you raided my hamper?”
His tired eyes flickered up at your frame in the doorway, unfazed. “You’re home early. I wasn’t expecting you…” He trailed off, hand still locked underneath the desk.
“Got off a little early. Still, That’s really dirty baby…” You walked towards him, hand caressing his suit-clad shoulder.
“Y-yeah? I’ve had a long day…” he trailed off, thoughts of you had plagued him since you had left this morning. “C’mon, are you gonna make fun of me or can I have a taste of the real thing?” He hummed silkily.
“Ask nicely and maybe I’ll let you. Just because you look so damn hot like this,” you coo. Your hand replaced his around his cock and continued the motions. He groans, head leaning into your side. The soft fabric of the panties and the warmth of your hand making his brain buzz.
“Mmm thank you, you’re- it feels nice... It’s so soft, my love.” He moans trying to thrust his hips into the hollow of your hand.
“So desperate baby, y’know you don’t have to steal my panties, I can just give them to you when I’m done with them.” You smiled, seeing the fat, frustrated head peek through the soft material with each flick of your wrist. The circumference filled your gentle grip nicely with each stroke he grew more turgid against your palm.
His tired eyes perked up at your words. “Really? You’d-you’d let me have them? Ah fuck-“ he curses as you give a squeeze to his plump balls, practically begging to empty themselves at your doting touch.
“Mhmmm,” you answer, “well borrow, I still need them to clean and wear. I know you must have a lot of stress. Call it a little reward for being so busy.”
“I’ll clean them for you… Hell, I’ll buy you more. I love how they feel-“ he moaned, your hand now tacky with the pre that had soaked through the silken fabric. “I love how you feel. Never too busy for you, fuck I’ve missed you. Obviously. I’ve missed you s’much.” He whined at the pull of the fabric against his cock. It was white hot under your touch, “Sorry for taking them with-without asking, sweetheart.”
“It’s fine, love.” You cooed jerking him off at a quicker pace.
Hiromi shuddered and let his head fall back onto the soft leather of the office chair, his eyes closing in pure bliss. “Needed to,” he huffed, “needed you.”
“Need what, sweetie? Tell me.” You hum.
He opened his eyes to meet your gaze. Your beautiful eyes and irises seem to glow in the low, soft light of the study. How they gazed into his so lovingly. “I needed to feel you, smell you…” He paused for a moment, “Taste you. Please, let me taste you, Princess…” A pink blush had crept up his chest to the apples of his cheeks.
“See? That wasn’t so hard. C’mon let’s go to the bedroom, you’ve worked so hard today.” You chuckled, balling up the confiscated panties in your fist and pulling away from him. Hiromi lets out a whine, partially because you had tossed them back into the hamper, mostly because of the loss of your touch. “You’ll get a better pair sweetie, I promise. Follow.”
Hiromi nodded and followed your instructions. He followed you into the bedroom. You had propped up a few of the pillows to lay down. Your bright eyes followed him as Hiromi draped his tie around his shoulders and shrugged off his suit jacket. Quickly unbuttoning the white cotton and draping it meticulously onto its frame. He had always hung up his suit. Never leaving it on the floor to wrinkle or stain. It was as if he carried a reverence of it. The beautifully apparent muscles on his lithe frame twisted with each movement. The contours of his body made more intense from training. A slight plush to his stomach that you adored. A solidly built man who kept sneaking glances over his shoulder at you.
You were staring unabashedly at him, laying down on the fluffed pillows, casually caressing your pussy through your panties. You had captured his gaze for only a moment before he turned away, focusing his attention on his slacks. The way the big comfy shirt you always changed into after work had draped over your body so perfectly.
“Cmhere, let me hold you, sweetie.” You purred once he was down to his boxers. He sits on the bed before scooting over and laying on top of you. Bringing his hands up to hug your waist while his head is buried between your thighs. You giggle and run a hand through his hair. If there’s one thing Hiromi loves after a long and stressful day, it’s having to come home to you and your wondrous thighs.
The beautiful curve of his nose was rubbing against the delicate fabric and teasing your clit beneath the surface. Each nuzzle caused you to giggle sweetly—every one of your touches electrifying as the last as he pressed a kiss to the fabric. Your hand caressed his face as you slipped a finger past his lips. He looked up at you as he lightly sucked your finger as you moved it lightly in and out. As his lips closed around them and sucked gently, his dark eyes grew more relaxed and soft.
"Good boy." You hummed, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on his cheek “So eager,” threading your fingers through his inky hair again. His hands come down to caress your thighs. The sight of him between your thighs for you was gorgeous. A white heat flooded through your body as you shifted to press your thighs together to find relief. Hiromi took notice, softly gripping the inside of your thigh and pulling your panties to the side as he begins to kitten lick your pussy.
“You’re already wet, princess, You’re eager too.”
“Guilty.” You hum, softly caressing his temple with your thumb.
After a few starting licks, he brought two fingers against your entrance. Slowly teasing your pussy along with his tongue. The sensations of your body against his tongue, his touch, the heat, the softness, all lulling him deeper into you. His gentle touches introduced one finger before licking down your center and suckling softly on your clit. A brief tightness followed a deep relaxation of your lower half, eager for him to add another, answered him. “Feels good, huh sweetheart? You always like my fingers first, don’t you?”
“Mhmm,” you answer. “Always do sweetie. You can go a little faster for me.” Hiromi hums in response against your pussy methodically adding another lithe finger inside you. Soft and plush to the touch, he gently curled the digits inside of you. His tongue dipped and laved onto your folds, feeling the sweet heat and taste that radiated off of you, becoming more prominent with each push of his fingers. Soon enough your moans mingled with his own pleasured murmurs as he was in absolute ecstasy, lapping up your flowing arousal and circling your aching clit with his tongue, bathing the sensitive nub in his saliva. With a little more pressure now, all of these sensual stirrings drove you closer to transcendence. It was as if he was litigating with your pussy and winning handsomely.
“Fuck baby- Right there! Right there!”
Hiromi hummed, spreading your legs a bit more, licking, lapping, drowning in your endless nectar, and suckling gently on your swollen firm clit. In that moment it was too much, you came against his face with a deep groan. He moaned into you before pulling away licking up the slick and drool that had gathered on his lips. “You’re delectable…” he murmurs, repositioning himself and spreading your thighs open again. “So damn beautiful… I want more-“ But at that moment he pauses at the feeling of your thumb pressing up against the base of his nose.
Hiromi looks up at you, your figure seemingly towering over him on the bed. “Greedy little piggy, aren’t you?” You hum, looking down at him through your lashes. He snorts into your pussy, a laugh coming out in such a way that it proves your point.
“I agree, I’m the biggest pig there is. Your pussy is so damn addicting.” He leaned his head against your thigh, “I don’t think you want me to stop either…”
You caressed his cheek, “Hmm, no. I just think you’re cute.”
“Fuck, I guess I can’t help myself then.” He purrs gripping your thighs between his cheeks savoring their softness as he peppers them with kisses and little bites
before continuing to lick and finger you open. His hands gripped the plush of your thighs as he lost himself in your cunt.
He was laving his litigious tongue against your soaked folds. All while pumping his two fingers inside of you and dragging your squirming hips back against his face.
Hiromi had a crisis in the last few months so you have noticed. The once-moral, public servant had evolved into an amoral, yet incredibly gifted, jujutsu sorcerer. Bent on providing justice to those whom the system overlooked.
If the system is so flawed and corrupt then why should he have to hold himself to such an impossible standard? Why shouldn’t he indulge? Why try to be perfect when the world has no care to reward such behavior? That constant thrum of stress and doubt running through him all those years being emptied by his sex drive with you.
You seem to like the new leaf he’s turned over after all, your plush thighs crushing his head as another orgasm crashed over you thanks to his silver tongue and dexterous fingers. Excess drool dripping down the corners of his mouth and chin amplified the lewdness and wetness of his slurping. Your wetness drips down the curve of your ass and onto the comforter.
“Mhmm!” You moan out, beginning to teeter on the precipice of ecstasy. “Gonna cum again…!” As you throw your head back the feeling bloomed over you once again as he lapped up everything you gave him. He moaned into you, the vibrations from his lips causing you to arch and cry out as your climax washed over you in waves. Pulsing, deep, and violent. He worked you through the aftershocks, still pressing on that spot deep inside you even as the feeling began to fade. The spark in his eyes let you know that he wasn't going to stop until you said to. Still clinging onto his hair, thighs clenching hard on either side of him you were lost in it, brain dimmed and body loose. When you came back down you let him go, smiling down at Hiromi indulgently as he withdrew. He gave you a moment, pulling away to admire your face radiating a beautiful afterglow and smile that he relished. He rested his head on your soft thigh as he caught his breath. A translucent strand of your cum connected his plush lips to your pussy. His lips were slick with your arousal. The gaze that met yours was pussydrunk with hearts in his eyes.
“Was that good princess?” Did you like that?” He had to be the sweetest thing to ever be between your thighs. A beautiful look on his face as he was begging for your approval.
Your breathing steadied and you nodded. “So fucking good baby. Always so good for me.” You panted holding his face with your palm on the side of his head, letting you support his weight as he nuzzled into your palm.
“Will you sit on my face? Please, sweetheart. I want to feel you on top “ he trailed off as you were already switching positions. Hands tracing down his lithe, deceptively strong body you threaded your legs through his raised arms you gently sat down on his face.
Hiromi leaned back comfortably into the plush pillows. He felt himself salivate, eyes fluttering shut as his nose brushed up against your clit. His tongue licked up a hungry stripe up your center: Slowly, you reached forward to slide your fingers through his tousled hair. The other rested lightly against his cheek, thumb stroking softly. Hiromi gave a low sigh and inclined his head to push his face harder against you, moaning. The feeling of your soft thighs pressing against him made him become lost in a lightheaded bliss. Closing his eyes, he focused on being face-fucked. You place yourself right on his mouth, his nose grazing your clit.
He moans loudly into you, his hand going to rub himself so he doesn’t lose his mind.
He takes in your heady aroma, licking and sucking on your cunt. You mewl and cry over him and he looks up at you, Smirking into your pussy. You grab his hair then, grinding yourself down on him, riding his nose while he babbles under you. Probably filthy things as he fucks his fist
but his mouth is full, so all you hear is his muffled voice speaking into your soaked pussy.
He loves it when you use him like this, and the way you look on top of him, grinding on his face, it’s too much and not enough at the same time.
"Fuck...use me, princess," He manages to get out in between eating you "cum on my face..." Your hips rode against his face, the pressure of your thighs and ass making him go feral, determined to lick, suck, and pry another climax out of you. “You taste so fucking good, I need more.” He mumbled from below, “Give me another, sweetheart. Give me another want you dripping down my tongue.”
You whined and gripped his hair tight; “Hiro-mi! It’s sensitive! Ah!” His tongue dipped inside you trailing it up and down your slit before his lips settled down to suck your swollen clit. Circling the bud with his tongue before spelling out his name. Drenching the bud in saliva before sucking and humming. Moving his chin back and forth against your pelvis. The vibrations of his voice deliciously stimulate you. His mind going dizzy with the pressure of your thighs constricting his head into your pussy. “You’re so, ah! So fucking- greedy!” You whine out rolling your hips against his face, trying to maintain a semblance of control.
Hiromi pulled away for a brief moment, “If you’re looking for me to turn this down and be the better man, you should know better by now, Princess.” Before he was done he pulled himself back in.
Ready to breathe later and eat now while his aquiline nose brushing against your clit made you jolt, your grip on his hair growing tighter to pull him deeper into your pussy. “Fuck, fuck! Sweetie!” You moaned as you rode his face. The curve of his sculpted nose settling perfectly against your lips. All you could do was whimper and whine. His strong hands holding your thighs against his face. It was a steel trap. It was as though he wanted to suffocate himself with your body. For all he was concerned, that would be a hell of a way to die.
"Touch yourself for me, Hiro- fuck- moan into me." You demanded through a whimper, lightly stroking his hair in apology for the harsh tugs.
Hiromi palmed his cock and the groans turned deeper, more abrasive, more pleasurable Palming his rock-hard, frustrated cock through his briefs. The vibrations spilling from his lips while your thighs flexed around his head spurred you on. Your swollen pussy against his fingers, tasting your nectar, had his head reeling. He thrust into his hand between his belly and the bed, wet and hot. His hips stopped and stuttered to take himself to the edge and back again.
"I'm gonna-- fuck! Baby! I’m -- gonna cum--" you cried, tears pricking your eyes, your hand tangled in inky black hair, humping his mouth and nose. The sensation in your core grew- released with a moment of white in your vision as you arched into his mouth, your lips parted in a silent cry, your body hot with pleasure.
Hiromi groaned into you, fingertips grazing your soft spot as your orgasm spread from clit to core. He tasted the sweetness of your cum and arousal coating his tongue, moaning beneath you. Still, he continued, easing his caresses as he brought you down from your high.
Looking down through your lashes, hazy with bliss, you brought your other hand up to caress the side of his face. “Mhm, fuck baby… you’re too much.” After meeting your gaze he smiles up at you.
His face is glimmering in iridescent slick, he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, coating it with a glimmering that he happily licks up. “Yet you always handle me so so well, Princess.”
He gives you a moment to recover, tapping your thigh as a signal to let him get up. “It was perfect.” You cooed, kissing him deeply. “C’mon rest against the bed for me.” Breathlessly, you pulled away from the kiss. "Let me mark you up, love." You nuzzled his neck before licking a small stripe and sucking on the sensitive skin, drawing out a low groan from below you. He smelled like books, sweat, sandalwood. While your lips lightly painted his neck with purple marks his hands roamed freely up your body. Admiring your figure and whispering an amalgam of moans and sweet “thank-you's” as his hands grasped at your breasts. A soft whimper left you as he traced firm circles over your nipples before gently pinching them, rolling them between his fingers. Gently, you fanned your fingers under his jawline, caressing and brushing his sensitive skin Trailing your hands down his body, feeling the trimmed, coarse happy trail as your fingers nimbly pulled down his briefs, letting his erection spring free. Red, angry, and leaking against your palm while you reached for the panties you were wearing and drape them over his weeping cock.
“Be a good boy for me now. Want you to cum in these for me.” You purr, jerking him off with the silken fabric. You work them up and down his cock before he whines, his head hitting the back of the pillow in relief. His hips twitch, then ferociously rock, then fuck into your fist with a near-overwhelming intensity. “C’mon, sweetheart.”
“Mmh, my— Princess makes me feel so good,” he slurred out, a whimper following soon after. His fat cock bobbing with each labored breath he took. “When-“ he swallows dryly “When can I finish inside you? It would feel so good… you’d look so pretty on my cock…” He trailed off, unsuccessfully trying to stave off the desperation in his voice. The sensation of silk dragging up and down his shaft devolved his mental clarity to mush.
“Do you think you deserve to cum inside me today, hun? You’re a little thief. I think this is plenty of a reward for a thief.” You hum, squeezing his cock gently while swiping your thumb over the head.
“You’re-you’re right. M, sorry sweetheart I won’t do it again…” He groans at the pressure of your hand.
“I know you’re sorry. C’mon, whose pretty cock is this?”
“It’s your pretty cock! Fuck- I’m yours-I’m yours- I’ll be a good boy for you. The best only for you.”
“Good. Good boy. That’s what I love to hear,” you whisper. “How about you cum on my panties, baby? You look so pretty when you cum.” He really does. From his tousled, inky hair to his pale cheeks blossoming with a deep pink flush, to his lips bitten in concentration.
“You keep me on such a short leash…” he trails off with a whine. The tone of his voice told you he wants to feel you more. To fill you. But this was more than fair.
“Not me hearing you complain about cumming, are you love? That’s what you wanted earlier… you don’t have to cum at all if that’s what you want now-“ You began to withdraw your hand with the garment before he immediately cut you off.
“No. No, I’m not complaining. Please, I want to make you happy, Princess. It’s up to you.”
“Good.” You paused before bringing your hand back to jerk him, “Maybe I should keep you on a leash…” You let the statement simmer and you see Hiromi flush up to the tips of his ears.
“Maybe… maybe you should.” He answered after a moment, quietly. You smile, speeding up your pace as he thrusts deeply against your palm.
“Yeah? You already have a tie… that’s almost like a leash anyway. Or maybe you’d want a little collar around your neck I can tug on while you’re eating my pussy…” you trailed off with a small smile, enjoying the idea. Enjoying the way his eyes suddenly opened wider, a bitten-off groan catching in his throat. Cum spurts out in a high arc, landing in his chest and splattering onto your panties. Hot, sticky spurts coat your palm as you drag the panties down his shaft, continuing to milk him dry.
“Oh-! Good boy.” Your surprise nearly takes you as you praise him, milking him through his sudden climax. After a moment he stops. His dark eyes alight with lust. They were focused on you despite their hazy appearance. You brought your palm to his face and at the silent command, he sticks his tongue out and licks at it. “Such a sweet man for me.” You coo. He knows exactly what to do, licking between your fingers and dragging his pink tongue over the creases in your palm, just like a well-trained slut.
You laid down next to him in bed, fanning your fingers against his jaw and pressing kisses to his cheeks, “You’re excellent my love. I didn’t know you liked pet play...” You hummed caressing his arm that you held onto.
He smiled softly into your touch, blushing, “Thank you. Only a little, nothing too extreme. Just the image of you being so possessive is such a turn-on.”
“Fair.” Humming, you pressed a kiss to his lips, “That’s good to know. So sweet too.”
After a moment of bliss, taking in each other’s aura and soft touches you sat up. Fishing for the ruined panties, you pulled them back on. The feeling of your cum mixed with his cooling seed is slightly soothing. Seeing that alone was enough to get the tired man hard again. You smile, pressing a kiss to his nose “I think you may just deserve more of me next time, Hiromin. Now, let me get the shower ready for us.”
Moaning, he leaned his head back into the pillows.
You would be the death of him.