Unrequited

Ch. 18 - Connected Again

AN: Continued inspiration by Hello Gorgeous - Cian Ducrot c:

Kento nearly dropped his keys as he unlocked the front door to his apartment, ripping off his coat and shoes in a flash once you were both inside. You, however, stood there awkwardly as he began to disrobe, removing his sweater by pulling it over his head and revealing his rock hard abdomen that nearly made you drool though you'd be embarrassed to admit it. His hair was slightly out of place now, a few strands falling in front of his eyes - a familiar look that only made you more excited.

"What...are you doing?" You asked when he finally paused, just standing before you shirtless.

He took a few steps closer to you, the heat from his body radiating toward yours as he cornered you against the door - his muscular arms on either side of your head. His look was sinister and plotting. You had never seen him in such a state. He looked...feral.

"I'm going to show you what you mean to me," he whispered, pressing his lips to yours once more as his arms came down and began unzipping your jacket - it falling to the floor as it cascaded down your arms. Your shirt was next, it coming up and over your face before you knew it.

You whimpered under his kiss, body having longed for this moment for so many years - to feel him purposefully against you...inside you.
Goosebumps rose on your exposed skin from the cool air. As his arms came around your back which was arched away from the wall, all to remove your bra. Meanwhile, he pressed his pelvis against yours - the length begging to be released from the tight denim instantly recognizable.

"Haa~" you whined when his lips pulled away, his rock hard cock pressing against your clit - heavy enough to be felt through four layers of fabric - both of your underwear and pants. At this point, you swore the metal zipper of his pants had to be hurting his shaft. "Nanami..." you begged.

"What is it?" He whispered into your ear, gyrating his hips in your direction - knowing exactly what you felt. Your body trembled as the heat of his breath traveled down your neck. You whimpered again. "Tell me."

"I...I want it..." your voice was high-pitched and whiny, nearly breathless as you felt the muscle in your chest pound almost hard enough to burst through. "I want you..."

With that, he used his strength to pick you up from your bottom - forcing your legs around his waist as he held you. Lips still attached, he carried you over to the nearby sofa, plopping you down and falling to his knees without hesitation. He looked incredibly focused as he worked on the fastening of your pants, pulling them off by the ankles in one swipe.
He readjusted your body then, so your bottom was more toward the edge of the furniture, and, again with one movement, he swiped your panties off.

You felt so exposed to be in front of him in such a way after so long, body feeling tainted by Naoya's touch. Kento, however, didn't seem to mind one bit - closing his eyes and diving right in as if he were the most experienced in the art of cunnilingus.
His tongue outstretched into your center before licking upward through your folds until the tip reached your hood, revealing the sensitive bean with one strong flick. He slowly pressed his lips around the pink nub, letting his tongue do the work as his deep, brown eyes looked up at you - all business.
You struggled to find something to grasp as the intense feeling of the flicks forced your nerves into overdrive. Your hands instead found Kento's hair, twisting and tangling your digits through the strands and pushing lightly further into your body as your toes curled.
Kento's hands were light against the side of your thighs as he worked away, your legs over his shoulders as spit and other juices dripped down onto the leather sofa.

Over time you slowly felt heat begin to grow in the lower half of your body. The tingling heat stretching throughout your whole body starting with your thighs which nearly clamped against the sides of Kento's head, smothering him in you.