" she loves to be
loved...and fucked " .
━━━━━ ( SHE'S DELUSIONAL )
〨 ❛ var . hq x fem ! reader .
⌗ ╱︎╱︎ I N W H I C H ⨾
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ᵎᵎ 06 • 02 • 2021 - 26 • 12 • 2...
❝ you're simply spoiled; having me fuck you whilst your husband is working. ❞
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" COME OVER FOR TEA. "
She remembered suggesting, the question rolling off her sly tongue like honey with no hesitation after accidentally bumping into her old classmate one breezy day. She insisted until he nodded as a form of confirmation.
She was married. forming a dreamt about relationship from the early age of 23, now adorning 27, and her husband the same.
Speaking of him, her husband pleased her until her whole body ached. Don't be mistaken, she loved it, yet it wasn't enough. She yearned for more and planned on receiving the extra affection, even if it meant ruining the promises made at the alter of her and her husband's wedding.
She was truly insatiable. owning a never ending appetite for sexual desire.
Her husband — Tooru Oikawa was a fine man indeed, having ladies constantly fawn over him didn't bother her as much as you would think.
The reason?
Because she was weeping dewy tears of silver mercury for Osamu Miya to let her release her cum down her bruised thighs.
Once again he jammed his warm cock into her, a flowerbed of softness and innocence still evident within the female. Leaving no space untouched, no warnings or adjustments were considered for someone like Y/n. She didn't deserve such for wanting another man's dick stuffed into her tight pussy whilst wed.
"Please... " she warily moaned fluttering her velvety walls around Osamu's stiff cock for the umpteenth time that evening.
"For someone who knows what they want, you sure don't know how to beg properly," he loosely huffed, heaving her body flush against his broad chest. Her back arched from his huskily-spoken lines that slithered across her smooth body.
"Beg one more time." he sternly ordered watching intently as her mouth parted, lips dried from the lack of moisture coaxing them.
"Osamu, please. all I need—", she mewled at the sudden contact of his calloused palm slapping between her thighs and against her throbbing area.
He sucked on his teeth, shoving her face with desperation fogging her irises into the depths of her and Oikawa's fluffed pillows. Her vehement moans muffled as well as the abrupt yelp when desired pain stung her ass cheek.
Her body was scorched in the pit of deadly flames whenever his greyish glare tore through her pure skin. He marked her with his lustrous claws, too deep into the segments of her now delicate flesh.
The whole night she cried out from pleasure which had intoxicated her heated core. His unstable sex drive was what she craved once her husband was out of sight and into the midst of late nights.
"Needy. only for me, " he elicited a malicious chuckle
"Just look at how well I'm treating your pussy, I can give you so much more than he does. Do you want that?" He asked yanking her up again by a fistful of her sweat-patted hair.
Her mouth remained agape, attempting to comprehend his query but with the constant thrusting of his hips it was practically impossible. The echoed snaps and low grunts coming from the deteriorating male had her sweet wetness smeared all over; his cock harder than before once compressed by her crushing interior.
Her body trembled yet continued to rock back into his, bruised hips slightly gyrating when his pelvis struck her ass, burning from the cruel treatment Osamu endured it through.
It became far worse when his finger-pads displayed exquisite expertise upon her clit; cleverly rubbing the sensitive area and flicking in order to gain a larger reaction out of her which still hadn't completely satisfied him.
So Osamu stuck two of his thick fingers inside the hole he already vacated with his cock, stretching her out further.
"Answer me~ " he threateningly cooed along with an amused grin as her breathing shallowed.
"If you choose not to answer within the next three seconds, I will gladly leave you with no orgasm— " not even required to initiate a countdown, she speedily obliged.
"Yes! Fuck yes! " she blurted out which satisfied him immensely.
Her cry to be released from the demon's ungodly shackles is what made him fuck her with such brutality. Every human craved pleasure but she, Y/n, perched on another level. Osamu's duality was mouth watering, how he eased his cock back into her, showering her with praise — only to suffocate her breasts with a deathly grip, reminding her how she was an unfaithful wife.
"That's right. always biting off more than you can chew. That isn't good honey. " he ridiculed having his fingers dance across her abdomen, able to navigate his swollen dick's whereabouts whilst inside her.
"I—I'm going to— ! " it was almost ground - shattering to witness her neediness come back and bite her in the ass, in a good way though.
Finally, Osamu too had no control over himself or his devious sins.
"Fuck just like that sweetheart, you're doing well. " he hummed to cover his throaty moan but to no use. His heavenly melody flooded her ears and played repeatedly like a broken stereo, thus having her moan in sync with him.
She panted, clinging his name which resulted in him pecking her shoulder blade multiple times.
The viscous substance of both his and her's actions trickled down her bruised thighs. He remained stationary, cock twitching whilst he scarred her insides with sticky white stripes. The only sound now audible were weighed breaths, savouring the oxygen they lacked.
She collapsed upon the messy bed, still in a galactic daze before swearing with graphic profanity that had Miya Osamu grin like the guilty fucker he was for tampering with her loyalty to her husband, internally aware the real culprit was herself.
