Pt2
Tw: smut
The sun gently rose and shone into the room. The warm hue lighting up the room meant it was golden hour as you continued your sleep with Nanami’s arm wrapped around you. Or at least you thought it was until you felt something tickling and pressing against your lower region.
You tried shifting yourself, but it seemed like the sensation got a bit stronger. It was feeling up against your clit, causing you to gasp and stir awake in a daze to see what it was.
Nanami’s hand was playing with your pussy, and you grab his hand and look back at him. His eyes were hooded but obviously awake and mischievous.
“Well, good morning to you too,” you yawned in the opposite direction from him and sat up.
“You know, I never got the chance to touch there at all yesterday,” Nanami set his head on your chest. “I want to touch it so bad.”
You smirked and looked around on the bed. You see the tie was hiding a bit underneath some of the pillows. You grabbed it and handed it to Nanami.
“It’s still your birthday weekend. Put this on and I’ll let you play with my honeypot,” you slowly spread your legs.
A shiver ran down Nanami’s back as he hastily put on the tie like he normally did for work. You grabbed the end of it as he moved himself to be in the center of you.
“Worship me as you travel down,” you commanded.
Nanami first began at your neck and tenderly kissed the area. He was slow and gentle, careful not to nip too hard when wanted to get a moan from you. He traveled down to your breasts to give them some attention. One hand played and massaged one breast while his mouth and other hand gave the other a lot of attention. More moans escape from your mouth, and you tug the tie to signal him to give the other breast some attention. Having this kind of control in the morning puts a smile on your face in between making some sounds.
Nanami finally made his way to what he liked to call the “promised land” that was your inner thighs and pussy. He kisses the area to get your legs to open more for him, but you refuse to do so with a smirk on your face watching his growing desperation.
“Please, love? May I please worship you here?” he begged.
You didn’t say anything but opened your legs slowly to watch his expression. Throughout the relationship, you always appreciated how Nanami loved to please you first and would keep going if you didn’t beg for his cock after much stimulation. It’s why last night he wanted nothing more than to taste you, and it was sheer agony he couldn’t all the way.
I missed you,” he whispered, and before you could say anything, he kissed your lower lips and spread them with the broad surface of his tongue to collect all of you into his mouth. He reveled in hearing you trying your best not to let any of your moans escape your mouth, and it only made him intensify the experience.
He instantly moved to your clit and swirled the tip of his tongue around it. He didn’t want to directly flick it yet, so a taunting tease was his go-to strategy. Of course, you didn’t want to give him the power over you, so you pulled on the tie to move onto something else. He had no other option now but to suck on your clit as commanded.
That’s when you really started to move from the action. You grinded against Nanami’s mouth to move around for different sensations, and he went along with it by sucking and releasing when you moved away to return back to his lips. Your hand gripping the tie loosened for a split second, but you regrip it and placed it on his head to keep him steady as you grind yourself to pleasure. Your hips moving faster and your moans increasing in volume as the knot in your stomach started to move down.
