𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 RengokuxReader

10

"What's that in your hand, Kyojuro?" you asked, curious yet apprehensive.

Kyojuro looked into your eyes with an intensity that made you nervous. There was a determination in him, a sense that he wanted something and was determined to get it.

"Actually, it's two things," he explained, taking your hand in his, "A rope and a blindfold."

He handed you both items, "You're going to use them on me. To do whatever you want."

You were surprised by what he was asking you to do. You had never tied someone up before, and you had never been the one in control. But you were never one to shy away from something just because it's new.

You followed his instructions obediently, straddling him while you tied his hands to the headboard. He watched you intently, noticing how close you were to him now, closer than you had ever been before. Even compared to the other night, you weren't as close as you felt at this moment.

You felt it right under your ass—it was growing. You tried to recall the size he was the other night and it intimidated you. You shuddered as you looked down at him. He yearned for you, the one thing that could satisfy this filthy need.

Kyojuro raised his head while you secured the blindfold over his eyes.

"Undress yourself." He asked.

You began by removing your shirt, and unclasping your bra, followed by taking off your pants, and finally your panties. You shivered; the house was unusually cold tonight.

You asked without thinking, "What do I do now?"

He laughed, "It's up to you, gorgeous."

His laugh was incredibly attractive. If you were just friends, you might chalk up his positive attitude to how much pussy he gets.

"I've never done anything like this before." You muttered as your hand trailed along his chest.

"Kiss me." Kyojuro said softly.

You leaned down, pressing your lips onto his. His mouth tasted of cherry gum; he must have had some before entering your room. But you weren't upset—the other night, you had schemed against him, so it was only fair to reciprocate.

The affectionate kiss became somewhat sloppy. You were more focused on his cock, which was separated by just one layer of fabric from your pussy. Although Kyojuro wasn't explicitly asking, you could sense his desire to remove his boxers.

You paused your kiss and grabbed the waistband of his boxers. Revealing his massive hard-on. A chill ran down your spine. In all honesty, you were concerned. There was an abundance of veins—like an excessive amount. As if his cock had a mind of its own.

"You scared it's gonna bite you?" He said, a big grin plastered on his face.

You giggled, "I've never been afraid of a challenge."

You gripped his waist as you tried to fit his cock inside of you. At first, it seemed manageable, but as you went deeper, you weren't certain it would fit. You let out a loud whimper, accompanied by Kyojuro's groan of relief. You could see his hands struggling to free themselves from the rope.

He said, "You're so wet princess, why'd you wait so long? Ride me, sweetness, I want to feel your pretty pussy cum all over my dick."

You didn't reply; you could barely hear him over the sensation of his cock. His dick was stretching you out like crazy. You had a firm grasp on his hair, enough to secure him without causing harm.

You started to move your ass up and down. It was what he had imagined: the sound of your soft, sweet moans as you rode his cock. Clutching onto him desperately, he was the only one you could imagine doing this with.