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The feeling he had when he was given the authority to control when someone breathed: Euphoric. Whenever you two would get intimate, regardless of situation, he assured you that he would take the best care of you.
The way it made him feel when you were lying beneath him, caged in between his strong arms struggling to suck in air as he wrapped his large hand around your throat, applying pressure to your pressure points. You couldn't hear a thing, yet you saw him mouthing words to you as he slowly choked you out: Something along the lines of : "That's it, babygirl. You're doing such a good job. Just relax, I've got you."
And there you were, a pretty little thing withering in his grasp as he thrust his hips to meet yours, pistoning his thick cock into your sloppy cunt. "Mmm, pretty quiet, huh?" Shouta smugly joked. Your whimpers and moans of pleasure weren't enough for him, so he hit that sweet spot inside you repeatedly, eliciting the filthiest cries from your throat. You were a weeping mess, babbling nonsense, begging him to show you grace as one of his hands drew circles over your sensitive clit.
You cried out as you felt your climax hit you, cumming on Shouta's dick. Tears rolled down your face as you bounced beneath your boyfriend, rolling your hips greedily as you chased your high. As you whined, Aizawa's spare hand clasped over your quivering mouth, muffling your cries as he fucked you.
"Shh shh shhhhh, 's alright, kitten, let it all out. Let me hear that pretty little voice," Aizawa cooed in a mocking tone. He was so amused by the way you came completely undone for him, giving you false and teasing sympathy in return. It drove him insane.
He continued to fuck you as your climax wore off, bouncing you off his pelvis as one hand remained on your clit and the other over your mouth. You shook and jerked underneath him, still screaming and crying from overstimulation. Fat tears made their way to Aizawa's hand he had over your mouth. Deep grunts and stuttered moans accompanied your muffled ones as he came inside you, his hips halting and regaining motion while his climax continued.
Your eyes were practically glued to the back of your head as your continued to shake below Shouta, your pretty cries still captured under his hand as he lulled you into a comforting state. He pulled out of you and examined the hand that had your tears on them, then licking your tears off of his hand as he glared at you from above. Low chuckles rumbled in his chest as he watched you, his little girl all fucked out and destroyed for him. How pathetic.
"Aww, what's the matter, sweetheart? Why the flustered face? Tell daddy how you feel," he teased in a condescending way, jokingly sucking on his fingers, making sure to get every one of your tears you had spilled on his hand.
You were at a loss for words, still shivering from exhaustion and overstimulation, only being about to nod or shake your head as tears still spilled from your worn out eyes. Just a dumb, fucked out little slut you were for him. The smug bastard got off to your crying as he restricted your airflow.
"I assured I'd take care of your properly, kitten."
And that was how you had ended up here, straddling his cock and watching that cute fucking face of his.
You stilled your hips for a brief moment, your pussy fluttering when he nearly whined, bucking up into you, but you shushed him gently as you leaned forward and cupped his cheek, brushing a thumb over his bottom lip.
"Sorry, baby," you crooned, smirking when his scarred hand automatically went to your tit and began to knead. Your stretched hole gave another spasm when he pinched your nipple, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers. "You just looked so cute. It distracted me."
"You feel so good," he murmured, almost in awe as his fingers traced over your chest, then your collarbone, before skimming your stomach and dropping lower. You let out a little whine of your own when his thumb pressed into your clit, and you both moaned when you unconsciously tightened around him, squeezing his cock. "Fuck, you feel so good...wanna make you feel good too, baby... What can I do to make you feel good?"
"Just stay right there like a good boy." You began rolling your hips again, waves of pleasure coursing through you with every stroke of his cock against your walls, nudging your cervix a little more with each thrust.
His head fell back to the pillows and he squeezed his eyes shut with a breathy sigh. His hands moved to your thighs, rubbing and squeezing as you pumped his cock at a faster pace, tightening around his leaking tip with every thrust just to hear him curse and whimper your name. You didn't even care about your own pleasure at the moment; you just wanted to make him feel good, please him until he started to writhe and fuck into you of his own volition to chase his orgasm to completion. You were more than willing to help him get there, but first, you wanted to enjoy his slow unraveling.
"So pretty," you whispered, running a finger over his red cheek. He groaned when you slid down his shaft again, your pussy sucking him in deeper despite his girth. "Such a pretty boy, 'zuku. I bet this face will be even prettier when you cum for me."
His eyes fluttered half-open and peered up at you, hazy and glazed and so clearly pussy-drunk on you. "Where...should I cum?"
You quirked your lips and deliberated, absentmindedly wiggling your hips until his cockhead was nestled firmly against your cervix, and he moaned, loudly, gritting out your name like a man who'd found divinity in sin. Though he was already buried inside you without a condom and you were on birth control, having him cum in you felt like you were placing an unfair pressure on him for his first time. Fortunately, you had another solution.
"Cum on my tits," you said with a wicked grin.
His eyes rolled back in his head as he groaned, beginning to drill into you harder at the image in his mind of his cock bursting over your pretty face and painting those perfect tits of yours with his cum. He'd never cum on them before, and the thought of his seed rolling down the mounds of your breasts, dripping down your stomach, had him aching to finish.
He slammed into your cunt with new vigor, and each thrust of his was met with a breathy whimper of pleasure that spilled from your lips as he fucked you faster, harder, his hands grasping at your hips and thighs, his green eyes snapping open with a hot, determined gaze.
"I'm gonna cum," he choked out.
You pulled off of him and flipped on your back. He followed you, bracing his left hand beside your head while his right jerked feverishly at his red tip, lining his cock to your tits.
With a groan that sounded somewhere between a curse and a whimper, his cock spurted, covering your tits and chest in warm ribbons of cum. When he'd emptied himself on you completely and his pumping hand slowed, you looked up from your white-splattered chest and grinned. "Perfect."
He huffed a laugh, his cheeks still red and his expression adorably sheepish. "I aim to please."
You stared at each other before bursting into laughter, your voices echoing around the room as one.
