And when everyone thought they had everything controlled, through the strings of their marionette, they found themselves strangled - all by the woman they sometime vowed to love.
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highest rank obtained:
━ #1 in hanma.
━ #1 in rindo...
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"HNG-! HA! RINDOU..." YOU GASPED OUT BREATHLESSLY, feeling how Rindou's middle and ring finger entered inside you with such ease - your wetness and slick aided him. The leather of the hand gloves he's wearing felt cold inside you as it probed in a pace that you couldn't even keep up nor adjust to.
Ignoring the travail of your back from the table's hardness, your hands flew to take a grip of Rindou's hair, guiding his tongue on wetting your hardened nub down to your abdomen, sucking and nibbling your skin with his sinful lips.
He did what he said he'll do. He demonstrated how you should lick his tattoo by twirling and stroking his tongue on your bare skin. His hair strands abided his head's movements as it slided fleetly along your bare.
And with his tongue traveling along the crook of your nakedness, your pussy tingled at the touch. The way his saliva and mouth's hotness spread all over your chest and navel made you lose all wits added by how his fingers expertedly pressed on that soft spot of your walls - as if he knows how exactly he should pleasure you.
"Don't come until I tell you to do so." Rindou breathed out on your mons, thrusting his fingers deeper and harder, reaching your utmost spot repeatedly whilst kissing the peak of your pussy.
The constant scrape of the dim cloth in your walls made your toes curl as the pleasure it brought towards your whole was beyond heavens. You couldn't take it anymore, you want to reach your high, you want to come so bad on his fingers but you are very certain that one wrong move before the latter will surely not do you any good.
"I wanna come, please." You pleaded instead, pearl-like droplets started brimming out on each corner of your eyes as you tried your hardest not to explode yet. You tried squirming from his fingers but everytime you do that gesture, the hombre's free hand will just land on her wrists to obviate you from moving, making you more feral whilst his fingers would constantly thrust back inside you.
"Please was never a safe word, darling." Rindou reputed, thrusting his fingers faster than usual upon feeling how your pussy tensed around his fingers - indicating that you're near. He liked seeing you lament and teared up, it boosts his ego and fired his euphoria more.
With a smirk on his face, he pulled out his fingers before bringing it next to his lips, promptly sucking the fingers he used to finger-fuck you even though the leather's nauseating taste was mixed with your cum. Whilst you who came undone beneath his body just stared at how he mocked you - your expression was rather warlike.
