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⋆ 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 (𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩)
"Look at you whimpering like a little bitch."
I watched him tremble and shake, letting out the cutest of whimpers and whines as I palmed his clothed dick with my foot.
Sadistically smiling, I watched him let out a gasp and breathy sigh. I pressed a little harder getting a squeal out of him, "Wait-!"
I ignored his desperate plea and went faster all while adding a bit more pressure. His body violently jolted as he let out a loud moan, squirting out a thick white fluid, coating my toes with his semen.
"So filthy. Be a good boy and clean up your mess." I shoved my foot in his face, watching as he crawled closer to my foot. He was a blushing, flustered mess, painted with his own cum and already hard again. He kitten licked the mess he made, soon sucking my toes clean.
He slowly licked down to the souls of my feet, leading down to my heels. He met my eyes, giving me such a lustful but dangerous look. A look that screamed, "Our night was just beginning."
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I led him to my bedroom. The room was dark but well lit with the help of my purple led lights. I took off my jacket, tossing it on the chair and quickly slipped out of my dress, watching it hit the floor and create a ring around my feet.
Stopping at the foot of the bed, I turned around, not expecting Tamaki to grab my neck and hungrily attack my lips.
I moaned into the kiss, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. He quickly broke the kiss to take off his shirt and went right back in after tossing it to the side. My hands roamed his bare, toned chest, wanting to explore every inch of it.
I found myself sitting on the bed, still making out with Tamaki as if it were for the last time: passionate, rushed, tense.
We moved further in the bed, until my head was lying on the pillows and he was hovering over me like a predator trapping its prey.
We stared into one another's eyes for a moment, both admiring each other to the fullest. His rosy cheeks, disheveled hair, and somewhat swollen pink lips—his ears were my one of my favorite features of his. 'He's so beautiful... so perfect.'
"Y/n, I've never done this before," he whispered. My eyes looked over his lips, like he did mine. "Me neither," I lightly giggled.
If it wasn't for reading Wattpad on all those lonely nights and my pink silicone dildo, I wouldn't have known what to do either.
