Your hands made their way down from around his neck to the hem of his shirt. Quickly breaking from your kisses to take it off for him. Pushing him down gently onto the pillows underneath him, you realized you never get this angle too often.
So you looked at him, just for a second or two. Taking in every line and scar. Every muscle and stretch mark. The abs covering his stomach, a few growth marks on his sides and a scar on his torso from when he fell off his bike one time in high school.
Tracing delicately over all the little details you noticed while connecting your mouths again. Every single time you had ever kissed him before it always tasted the same. Which brought you a sense of comfort in a way.
A hint of cherry chapstick, one of those really cheap brands that used to remind you of cough medicine. But now it was only recalled as the taste Hitoshi always had.
As your hand moved lower you went from straddling him to being on his side. Playing with the hem of his shorts you looked down after disconnecting your lips one more time.
"Can I touch you here?" Consent has always been deeply rooted in your relationship. Like it should be in any relationship, so no matter how long you were together or how many times you did this. Asking first was basically engrained in your muscle memory.
"Fuck, yes do what you want with me." You had already been grinding against his hips when you were on top of him. So now he was definitely almost at his end, his release, his pleasure. Which you were more than happy to give to him.
First only palming him from above his boxers. Continuing to devour what was left of his cherry flavored lips in the process. That is until he started to get more needy.
Bringing his hands from the small of your back down to your ass. He started to try and move you over and around to the other side of the mattress for you to lay down. But he immediately stopped as you went to straddle him again instead.
"Oh no honey, leave it all to me. It's your turn to play princess, okay?"
"Okay." His eyes were half lidded and hazy. But he did as he was told and moved his hand to the back of your neck to bring you into another make out session.
"And remember you can't be too loud love. As much as I want to hear you, we have to be careful." He simply nodded as you tickled his ear from your whispered speech.
Creating a rhythm in your hips he joined in matching it. Needing more friction against him apparently. Which you took as a sign to end the build up and taunting. He needed his release and soon.
So your hand moved down again, this time staying on top of him. Just moving back slightly as you looked into his eyes to confirm everything was still fine. Slightly pulling down his pants first then his boxers.
Connecting with a kiss again, you opted to distract him from the technicalities of his pleasure. Opening the small drawer on his nightstand, you grabbed the bottle of lube he had.
Putting some in the palms of your hand and moving it around, before leaving your straddle and taking him in your hand. Moving slowly at first, playing with the reactions he gave before properly getting him off.
It didn't take long for him to let out that groan of approval you loved hearing so much. You had been in the middle of creating a mark on his neck when he finished. You had to give yourself credit, he seemed to really enjoy himself.
"Fuck. That was so good, love." He was panting a little, eyes closed trying to find himself in his ecstasy. "I love you."
"I love you too. Lemme go get a towel and some new boxers for you. Then we can watch something and go to bed, yeah?"
"Yeah. But what about you." He responded, finally opening his eyes and granting you a soft and thankful smile.
"I am okay, that was more than fulfilling. I like the idea that I only have to use my hands to make you cum. It's a skill really." You shot him a glance while continuing to get the supplies for clean up.
He got somewhat redressed, just wiping off and putting on new boxers. You washed your hands and both of you met in the bed.
Now even more tired than before and ready to sleep, he quickly fell into a heavy slumber after you put on some random movie you found. Making sure he was comfortable, you slung your arm over his side and followed closely after into a similar dream state.
I wasn't planning on writing this semi smut chapter but then I got told that if I had skipped it people would get mad. So I wrote it just for you guys....your welcome?
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FanfictionThis is the sequel to my story EUPHORIA. It takes place directly after the ending of said story. This story is ✨17+✨ There are mature themes and scenes on this story. Please if you are easily triggered or do not indulge in adult content, do not read...