basically this was supposed to be straight up fucking with a lot of kinks (like a lot more than what's already here) but then it got really sappy towards the middle, i dunno bro i was in a mood
Warnings: daddy kink, praise kink, very mild choking, bondage, biting, licking, mentions of overstim and finally a tiny bit of triggering topics (i.e body image and anxiety)
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His hot, wet tongue glided over neck pale neck. Smooth, like butter, the feeling of his heated, arousing breath caused goosebumps to bubble onto my skin. I tugged viciously at the restraints on my wrists that bound me the headboard, moaning as I felt them dig deeper into my skin, causing raw, bright, pink circles to enclose my wrists. His deeply calloused hands traced my body, moving over every dip of my waist, the bones barely peeking through my hips, my chubby thighs, and every swift movement of his long hands made me whine in need. Hearing myself whine wasn't one of the sweetest sounds I had ever feasted my ears upon, but every time a noise left my lips he would growl, the sound coming out like jarred glass in his throat, letting me know my small mewls were turning him on. He rubbed small circles on the small of my back, tickling my flesh, causing my skin to prickle and small beads of sweat to appear as another mewl left my mouth. His tongue finally stopped gliding over my collar, leaving my skin glistening from his saliva. His thin lips moved just under my jawline before biting down harshly, signaling a cry of pleasure to leave my lips. He suckled on the spot for minutes, I felt my skin tug and tear a bit at his canine teeth, leaving my jawline purple and bruised. He sat back up so he was hovering over me, his sharp, angular features mere centimeters from mine, muscular arms on either side of my head as he stared down at me with lust clouded eyes.
"You're so fucking hot, Kawa." He breathed out, minty breath causing more goosebumps to appear on my hickey painted skin. His scent alone was enough to make me submissive. His musky, mountain rain and pine tree scent was so fucking hot, especially breathing it in after seeing him practice for hours on end, muscles contorting, revealing his rippling abs and toned, powerful thighs that could just fucking destroy me.
"Not as hot as you, love." I said softly, giggling before he swiftly crashed our lips together, intoxicating me in a sweet and powerful kiss. His tongue swirled with mine, enveloping me in his taste. His tongue fucked my mouth, thrusting repeatedly, his head tilted at just the right angle for his long, thick tongue to hit the back of my throat, causing muffled noises of pleasure to escape my mouth. His taste was so intoxicating, I felt like I was drunk, my senses were so overridden with his earthy cologne, my whole head felt like it was swimming in lust. My tongue glided over his teeth for a brief moment, causing a shiver to move up and down his spine from the sensitivity. I chucked at this, running my tongue over his back molars to earn the same reaction. My fun didn't last long because soon he had one hand holding my throat gently and the other quickly removing my jeans, the kiss long forgotten besides the crude string of saliva dribbling down his chin. He looked me directly in the eyes, squeezing my throat lightly as my pants and boxers were removed and immediately thrown across the room in a discarded pile consisting of all of my clothing, his pants and shirt. His long, calloused finger ran smoothly over my lower abdomen and thighs, causing small jolts of electricity to shoot up my spine. He played with the small pockets of fat enclosing my hips and inner thighs, tickling my skin, causing it to prickle excitedly.
"So pretty, baby boy." He breathed over my hips before turning his attention back to me. Two fingers puckered to my lips, I let them slide in, waving my tongue over the calloused fingertips, coating them in spit. Being cocky and knowing damn well I looked good while doing it, I made sure my face was plastered with lewd expressions, working my magic on Iwa-Chan to get him to pound me faster. He growled as he removed his fingers, now thoroughly covered in saliva and pressed them to my ass.
