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"Osamu, baby I'm going-"
"I know," he whispered as he sucked on that spot beneath her ear that made her go pliable in his big hands.
Lilith grabbed ahold of Osamu's dark hair and gushed around his fingers. He had one arm in between their bodies, and he was forcing his fingers up inside of her as she rode his hand. The mixture of his thick fingers stretching her coupled with his biting kisses meant she came nearly as quickly as the last time.
Osamu's new favorite thing was fingering Lilith in his lap. His sweats were slightly damp from her cum, but he didn't give a single fuck as he guided her down from her high.
"Osamu?"
"Hmm?"
"Can I stay here for a little bit?" she asked as he hugged him a bit more firmly to her chest.
Osamu gently pulled his fingers out of her quivering sex, and he loved the way she whimpered at the loss of him. He kissed the hickie he left on her skin. "Of course, darlin."
He cupped her ass with both his wet and dry hands. She could feel just how hard he was beneath her, so she licked along the shell of his ear and asked, "Do you want to get off?"
"No."
She froze. When he felt her go stiff against his body, he pulled her legs farther apart so that she would relax against him again. His large cock was seated on the dripped seam of her sex, but he didn't move his hips to find any delicious friction. "Easy princess, I'm not say'n I don't want you, but I was serious when I said this was part of my apology. I ain't here to have sex with you. I'm here to say I'm sorry."
Lilith smiled against his warm skin. "So what you're saying is this was your master plan all along? Come here, sweep me off my feet, then give me two pretty decent orgasms?"
Osamu's deep husky laugh rumbled through her nipples thanks to still hugging him. "I wish I could say I planned all this. Sadly I ain't a clairvoyant. All I wanted to do was come see you."
She hummed in appreciation as she went back to playing with his silky hair. "Your friend, Suna, said you'd come back."
"Rintarou is my best friend, so I'm not surprised he'd guess that."
"He also gave me your number."
Osamu opened his eyes. He had closed them so that he could soak up the feeling of having her playing with his hair while being back in his arms, but now he glared at the back of her blonde head annoyedly. "What?"
"Yeah, it was on the back of a note about the 'floopy ends' of his hair or something?"
"That's from Bo. We all get them lil love notes, but I want to know why you have my number yet I don't have yers."
Lilith leaned back so that she could see his unsmiling face. She gave him a cheeky smile and retorted, "because you haven't asked me for it."
Far off annoyed thunder cracked in his mind, but he bit back his temper in favor of trying not to growl rudely, "Lilith, can I have yer f- I mean, can I have yer number...please."
Lilith tipped her head back and let off a true laugh that made him want to rip down his pants and shove his fat cock up inside her cunt so that he could feel how good that sound would feel vibrating through his dick. He refrained though because he knew he was still skating on thin ice. Someday though, he was 100% going to fuck every single one of her holes while she filled their bedroom with the sounds of her laughter.
"You were going to ask for my fucking number, weren't you?"
"I'm try'n to be good here. Will ya give me yer number or not?"
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Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)
Romance🌫️ Post Time Skip 🌫️ "Tell me, pretty boy, are you going to fuck me or not?" At the age of 27, Osamu Miya finds himself enraptured by a sinfully thick blonde who is able to boldly match his quiet dominant brand of energy with her own firey one. ...