𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ➣ Dabi

just like that-LEMON

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Touya groans, thrusting his hips up, forcing his cock farther down your throat. With your hands tied behind your back, you've had to use only your mouth. You keep squirming, wanting to use your hands to keep your aching body steady. Squeezing your thighs to try and relieve the pressure between your legs, you flick your eyes up to Touya's flushed and relaxed face as you lick his tip to see if you're doing a good job.

"Just like that," he sighs. "Atta girl. You're doing so well, Little Mouse."

You hold back a smile out of pride and instead, lick from the base of his cock to the top before bobbing your head up and down again. You just want to make Touya feel good. Because if you make him feel good, he'll return the favor and make you feel ten times greater. The ache in your legs is desperately begging for him to please you.

Without so much as a warning, Touya shoves your head down so you can deep throat him. Gagging, tears roll down your cheeks as he groans, throwing his back, his chest heaving with pleasurable breaths.

"Damn," he breathes. "You make me feel so good. You know that?"

You nod, still gagging on his cock, his hand entangled in your hair, guiding you up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up—

"You're going to swallow, okay baby?" he's losing his breath, his thrusts matching your lowered head in animalistic ways. "Swallow it for me. Be a good girl and—aghh~" He releases into your mouth, and though your first instinct is to spit it out and rid the weird taste, you keep in it and swallow, whining softly and trying not to think too much into it. "Good. . . Good girl," he gasps.

After a few more breaths, Touya lays you down. "My turn," he purrs. You squirm with your handcuffs underneath you, but the second his tongue starts to lick, you forget about the pain and you gasp, bucking your hips and begging for more. He pulls back and bites—bites your inner thigh, eliciting a yelp from your bruised lips. "Do that again, bitch, and I'll leave you here to please yourself."

You moan the second his tongue goes back to work, his mouth making lewd noises, his tongue praising you in ways you never thought you'd be praised. You tug at your chains just wanting to run your fingers through his hair. He licks and strokes and teases you, over and over. And when you're about to orgasm, he suddenly stops, denying you that pleasure.

"Touya," you whine, kicking your legs. He only smirks.

"Do you want it? Huh? Are you so fucking pathetic you want to cum by just my tongue? What a whore." His words hurt but at the same time, turn you on so damn much. You squirm, wanting him in you, wanting him to fuck you and make you weak in the knees. You want it so badly you're willing to beg for it.

"Touya please," you beg. "I want—"

"Fuck," he groans. "Beg. More."

"Touya, please! I want to cum! Please, I want it so badly! Stop teasing me! I just want you!" Tears trace your cheeks, dripping onto the bedsheets, your mascara turning into a ruined mess.

"God, you're so fucking pathetic. I fucking love you." You moan the moment he shoves his fingers in your tortured cunt, quickly thrusting in and out, making you feel so damn good. "Yeah, you like that? I'm only using my fingers and this is how you react. Imagine how good you'll feel later," he murmurs, on hand fondling your breasts, the other pleasing you.

Finally, fucking finally, he lets you cum and you moan into the sheets, tears streaming down your soft cheeks as you strangle against the restraints.