𝑭𝑰𝑳𝑻𝑯 18+

Kyojuro Rengoku | F

𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛
✰ My Love
Contains; sub! reader, praising, oral and fingering (receiving)

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Kyojuro kisses down your neck, his finger tangled in your hair to get better access to the skin. He nips the base of your throat, his tongue sliding along the growing bruise before he moves further down your chest.

Fuck, he loved your chest. The way your tits moved when you ride him or when you orgasmed and your chest and neck would flush with pinks and reds. "So beautiful," Kyojuro murmurs against your skin, his lips never leaving your body the further he went down.

"So lovely." He presses a kiss above your navel before making his way back to your mouth.

Oh did he love your lips. They fit so perfectly against his. Especially when he had to muffle your moans since the walls were thin. "You're so perfect, my love." His voice came out in a soft whisper, his lips pressing against yours in a gentle kiss and he practically melts.

His hand travels down your stomach before slowly running his fingers along your folds, his touch was warm and gentle and the feeling causes a shiver to run down your spine.

You were so wet for him and he loved it. He cherished your body and the pleasure he could give you."Did I cause this?" He asks between each kiss, but he knew the answer.

Only answering with a light hum, you kiss him back, your back arching off the bed with a delicate curve. "Good girl," he whispers when two of his fingers enter you.

His touch was slow and skillful since he wanted to take his time with you. It was like you were made for him.

Pressing one last delicate kiss against your lips, Kyojuro lowers his body, his head between your thighs. This was his favorite position when you weren't sitting on his face, but this way he could look up at your face while he pleasured you.

With practiced movements, he takes your clit in his mouth, sucking on the bundle of nerves. He could feel your thighs squeeze around him slightly, but with his free arm, he hooks it around your leg, pinning it to the side.

He looks up at you through his lashes, a small grin tugging at the corners of his lips as he watches you unravel. So beautiful.

He swirls his tongue around your clit in perfect circles before spelling his name, a silent reminder that you were his while his fingers continue their movements inside of you.

He curls his fingers, brushing against your sweet spot. And when you moan, his eyes flick up at you to watch your face, but also reminding you to not get too loud.

It wasn't long until you felt the familiar knot pool in your lower stomach and you place your hand over your mouth. "Kyojuro," you moan softly into your hand, the pleasure making its way through you.

He loved hearing his name coming from your lips. "I know, my love." He quickens his movements only slightly, knowing you'd loose your building orgasm if he changed paces too quick.

His own arousal presses into the bed, a soft groan leaving his lips as he feels the soft sheets against him. He wished it was you on his dick, but this night was about you.

Your thighs desperately try to close as your orgasm builds up faster, your breathing uneven. "Kyo-" you have to bite your hand, the pleasure taking over you.

My beautiful girl. He doesn't stop his movements, letting you ride out your high as he feels your walls clamp around his fingers. His tongue licks a bold stripe on your clit, humming in satisfaction.

Oh, how he loved you.