Darling Little Creature [Yuri Briar x f.Reader - SPY x FAMILY]

Domesticate

Breathing still ragged with laughter, you drag her half beneath you and cup her cheek - thumb swiping over the roundness that her charming smile brings out. She does the same but tugs you down by the back of the neck to meet her lips.

The new way her fingers tease the short hairs at the base of your scalp and along the nape of your neck has you kissing her deeper, and longing to make her feel just as crazy for your touch as she makes you.

Slowly, you let the hand resting on her waist caress higher and higher until you feel the swell of her breast under your palm. To your relief, she doesn't jump or shudder. Neither does she break the kiss or push you away.

Beginning with light pressure, you cup the supple mound gently and brush her soft nipple back and forth with your thumb. It gradually hardens enough to tweak between your fingers, causing her to moan into your mouth.

"Let me know if it's too much," you murmur between kisses and she nods. In that brief gap, you can see the haze of lust beginning to taint her eyes, and you breathe a little easier for it knowing she's enjoying herself.

Cautiously, you squeeze and knead the breast in your hand, searching for the right pressure that will elicit more sweet sounds from her. Once you find it, you let yourself slip from her mouth to her neck and begin placing kisses down to her chest.

"Can I?" you ask softly, eyes on hers and lips hovering just about her pert nipple. She doesn't answer verbally, instead threading her hand through your black locks and nudging your head closer.

A moan - far more desperate than you anticipated - fills your room the moment you take her into your hot mouth. She whimpers your name with nearly every pass of your tongue over the bud as you continue to suck gently.

Hands free, you massage the neglected breast too, rubbing and squishing until you can tweak the opposite nipple. The other hand traces down her spine to cup the roundness where her thigh and cheek join. She whines even sweeter when you grope the chub there, indirectly teasing her labia apart with every squeeze.

Rolling her under you fully, you hike her knee up beside your hip as you sink your full weight into her. While you switch your mouth to the other breast, you tease the length of sensitive skin along her inner thighs and feel her shiver beneath you.

When she grows needy under your touch, she begs to have your mouth on hers again and you quickly oblige. Between passionate and heavy kisses, you hover just above her lips and whisper, "Do you want to keep going?"

She nods fervently, eyes completely hazed over at this point. "Please, Yuri..."

"Please what, bunny?" you ask earnestly and kiss her again.

"I dunno... I just know I want you..." she pleads gently.

You realize she has neither the vocabulary nor experience to understand what it is she yearns for. Kissing her forehead, you smile down at your darling and shift to lying beside her.

One arm under her head to keep her close, the other wanders down the curves of her side until reaching her hips. With a caution you didn't have that night you tempted her outside her apartment, you carefully run your fingers over her underwear.

When you graze her clit through the fabric she curls forward into your chest, gripping your shoulder for support. You repeat the process, gradually increasing the pressure as she adjusts to being touched. It doesn't take long before her breathing is shallow and her body is quivering.

Hesitantly, you slip your index finger under the damp material - eliciting a light gasp in response. Running your knuckle through the slick pooled at her entrance and up to her clit, you make her whine.