“that’s it, bunny, ride my thigh just like that.”
Kio flexes his thigh a little, making you moan as you grind your pussy against it. the friction against your clit makes you keen, curling up on his chest as he strokes your hair. “take it slow.” this was his idea, anyway—ride his thigh while he watches you work yourself up, whimpers and whines escaping your plush lips. “you look so pretty, bunny.” the praise goes straight to your sopping core—you look up at him, eyes wide and watery, and he smiles. it’s the way he doesn’t even do anything, arms on the backrest of your couch, relaxed.
“Kio!” it’s a high pitched moan, shaky hands grasping his shoulders for leverage. “meanie,” you breathe, back arched from the sensation of your clit bumping against his tense muscles. he chuckles, one hand cupping your face as his thumb grazes the apple of your cheek.
“you said you didn’t need help, so i won’t help you.” it’s true, and now you regret it. all he does is tease you, so when an idea pops in your head, you don’t hesitate to make it real—and from the surprised grunt he lets out, he didn’t expect it. your fingers firmly wraps around the base of his cock, slowly stroking his length as your thumb swipes over his slit. it always surprises you how much precum Kio’s cock leaks, but it usually serves as great lube—especially since he’s so thick and long you have trouble taking him all in one go, but he always makes it fit. rather, you make it fit together. your grind your hips faster on his thigh, moans and whines falling from your lips like a mantra of sorts, your hand moving at the same pace as your husband’s breath becomes laboured, chest flushed and heaving. pride blooms in your chest—you did that to him—and he smiles.
“gonna cum soon, bunny,” Kio groans, feeling your slick drip down his thigh. he grabs your hips when you let out a whimper, something resembling his name, and tugs you forward—his mouth slots perfectly against yours as he swallows all of your cute little sounds, the tingling feeling in his spine intensifying until he spills in your hand with a low growl, just as your back arches and your thighs clamp around his thicker one, trembling. you rest your head against his shoulder, panting slightly, a serene smile on your face.
“my sweet bunny, you always make me feel so good.”
(A/n heyyy updating again)
