OH MY~ ! ᵈⁱˡᵘᶜ ʳᵃᵍⁿᵛⁱⁿᵈʳ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

𝘹𝘹𝘹𝘪𝘷. 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵

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'plap~♡'

'plap~♡'

'plap~♡'

"For s-someone so q-quiet, haahhh~, you're not afraid to s-scream out my n-name . . ."

The bedsheets crumpled under your naked bodies as his hot member filled your insides. He had you pinned beneath him, his hands gripping your hips -- shaking and flustered with tears in your eyes as he absolutely railed you.

"And yet again. . . I'm not discouraging you to stop."

Your inner thighs were covered in your sticky fluids, the never-ending goo-like texture dripping and smearing all over his abdomen to his thighs. The more time passed by, the more Diluc became bolder -- unleashing this tantalizing, erotic side that even he didn't know he held within him.

"P-Please...- A-ah~!"

"Please? Y-You can beg better than that, love~"

There was an overwhelming smell of sex in the air, and the sensation of you squeezing him the life out of him from overstimulation was almost addictive. His technique was slow, but hard -- your poor legs were losing all feeling in them, and your back was covered in teeth marks and love bites.

"Oh...? You like it when I refer to you as such?" He dipped his head down to your neck, placing soft, butterfly kisses as he pounded into you. "N-No need to be shy about it -- The way you... t-tightened around me from my words said enough- nngh~"

His words stopped when he felt you repeatedly clench onto him. In response, he began thrusting faster, rougher, causing the bed to shake as he chased for his release. He was so durable; Archons, this man takes forever to climax. As for you, your brain was too mushed to even think.

"Y-You're... doing so...w-well~"

The whole session he's been teasing you with his words. You couldn't believe this was the same person as the first time you met him.

Normally, he would try to restrain his voice. But the way you wrapped around him, you just felt so damn good.

The next thing you knew, he'd lifted you up, placing you on his lap as he easily guided you up and down to meet his thrusts.

He presses your naked chests against each other, his deep voice moaning directly into your ear as he does his final, swift thrusts — his hips stuttering as he comes down from his high.

You both take the moment to try to catch your breath. You were tired, and your body felt sore.

"We don't want to be wasteful now, do we~?"

And before you could process what he meant by that, he already had you flipped below him with his head between your thighs.

This was going to be a long night.

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"Oh, Y/n! Open up, sweetie!"

The constant sound of a hand knocking on your door disrupted your snoozing. Too tired out to care, you remained in the comfy sheets, waiting for the sounds to die out.

"I know you're in there, sweetie!"

Wait...

The knocking isn't coming from downstairs...