Tumblr smuts that had me on my knees(Anime)

"Be a good girl and spread your legs" - w/ Kenma

tw: exhibitionism, fingering, oral (both f & m receiving), praise & slight degradation;

Story form cherrydollhouse 

Attending events with your CEO boyfriend wasn't something you entirely enjoyed, not in itself. But what you enjoyed, was the game the two of you made of it. You'd wander around the location, looking for a spot that's hidden from view, but not too secluded. The possibility of getting easily caught added to the fun. And you'd fuck, trying to attract as little attention as possible.

Leaning on the decorated edge of the balcony, you watched the play with feigned interest. It would've easily gripped your attention if not for the large palms kneading the flesh of your ass. Kenma was sitting behind you, eyes fixed on the play, angling his body in a way that would make his movement barely visible for anyone who wasn't looking directly at him. Getting a box for the two of you wasn't a problem for him.

"Be a good girl and spread your legs," he whispered, voice laced with impatience. You complied, opening your thighs, the thrill rousing heat through your body. He carefully lifted your dress, just enough to let one of his hands roam freely underneath it, brushing the supple skin of your thighs and hips. "Such a slutty girl, not wearing any panties to the theater," he chuckled, barely loud enough for you to hear. Liquid was pooling at your folds and dribbling down your leg. He cupped your asscheek, squeezing and smirked when he heard the soft moan that escaped you.

Kenma eased a finger inside your walls, and then another, curling and rubbing against your sweet spot. You tried not to move, careful to make as little noise as possible while he pumped in and out of your hole and rubbed circles on your clit. He loved how easily you responded to his touches, how you lightly rode his fingers. Your climax rippled through you in waves, only soft whimpers escaping you, desperately biting your lips and holding onto the edge for dear life, ecstasy overtaking your body.

Nobody seemed to notice your own little show and once you came down from your high, you subtly kneeled in front of Kenma. "Open that pretty mouth and clean them if you want my cock," he whispered the order as he shoved the slick covered fingers inside your mouth. You started working his zipper, impatient, rubbing your thighs together to try to relieve some of the pressure. You pulled it down quietly and took out his cock, throbbing and twitching in your small hands. Kenma took the fingers out of your mouth and wiped them on the side of your neck, smirking as a shiver ran through your whole body at the touch. So sensitive and needy still. "Such a dirty little slut, aren't you? Suck it."

Doing as you're told, you took the tip in your mouth, precum coating your tongue as you hollowed your cheeks, and started bobbing your head, taking his cock further down your velvety throat until your lips wrapped around the base. He couldn't move, not if he didn't want to draw attention, just shallow thrusts hitting the back of your throat as you tried to make as little sound as possible. You gagged when you felt the thick cum spray in ropes inside your mouth, swallowing everything with a smile, your eyes fixed on his gaze.

"Such a good girl," he praised as you rose back to your feet, assuming your earlier position. Kenma draped his arm around your shoulders as you nuzzled your head against his neck, watching as the curtain closed for the second act.