~𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞~

~ℳℴℴ𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈~

➪𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐈𝐍𝐍
➪𝟔/𝟏𝟑/𝟔𝟎𝟑𝟓
➪𝟏𝟏:𝟎𝟎 𝐩𝐦

"Oh, くそ... that's it."

I perk up at the way he rasps those words against the seam of my core, distracting me from the way I ache for his fingers or length, positively soaked and waiting for him to do something.

"You smell so good. I just-" I hear the clinking of his belt, feel his hands moving against my belly and thighs as he pushes inelegantly at his pants and boxers, "くそ..." In a fit of possession, rough hands grab behind my knees, pressing them back to my chest and pushing the air from my lungs as he dives in straight in.

He moves from pleasuring my bud to my core like it is the sweetest Nectar, filling his lungs with my scent as his nose bumps against me, the little hits of sensation lancing up my spine and making me squirm and arch against the bed.

I was so wet and so ready it felt like honey pooling in my channel, causing my bones to itch with anticipation. "Have my baby, Angel?" He declared suddenly, seriously as his fingers kept on sawing into me, my hips churning slowly in counter. What the fuck did he. just say? His eyes were glued to his digits plunging in and out, his other hand pressing down on his manhood.

He looked up at me pleadingly, withdrawing his hand only to place those sticky fingers in his mouth and suck, leaning fully over me. He pressed into me, heavy arousal slipping finally through my sopping folds to repeatedly, blessedly bump against my neglected pleasure bud, "お願い、ダーリン."

Butterflying my legs out for him, Takumi groans softly as I expose my glistening core for him. Feeling shy, I covered my face with my hands as his fingers massage the soft, malleable flesh of the inside of my thighs.
"ダーリング," he whispers, and I peer through the gaps of my fingers.

Takumi gazes down between my legs, green eyes gleaming as he positions his arousal between my folds. "So beautiful."

It's ridiculous, I think, staring down between my legs. Takumi is huge in every sense, the shaft of his arousal thick and veiny and drowning out the seam of my sex as Takumi shifts his hips forward to swipe the length of him across my weeping opening. I can't help my mind running away with itself-- surely he needed a weapons license to carry that thing-?

A weak chuckle sounds above me, and I crane my neck to catch his eye. "I will take it slow, ダーリング."

He had been so delicate with me this whole time, that Takumi's hand smoothed over the head of his arousal. He groans, eyelids fluttering beneath the mask of the moon that shined through the window. Dragging his hand over his length was what one would call "a pretty sight" as he drags his hand over the length.

When he sweeps his arousal through my folds again, he carefully taps the tip of his arousal against my pleasure bud to elicit a whimper.

"Mhmm, gentle. I promise you," he repeats, inching the tip of his arousal down until it settles at my entrance. The soles of my feet find purchase on Takumi's hips, and he massages my calves gently as he begins to inch into me at my nod of approval.

Oh, Christ..... Takumi stretches me the moment he sinks inside. There's a delicious burn, one that has me lifting my hips with a whimper as I equally try to escape and dive into it. He's heavy breathing, lidded eyes glued to where our bodies meet as he watches me flutter around his size.

"Ha-So tight," he groans loudly, stopping when I firmly grip the bedsheets. He notes my expression of slight pain, the tears welling in my eyes as my body attempts to accommodate the intrusion.

Takumi seemingly can't help the flurry of apologies that fall from his mouth as he leans over me, settling his thumb against my pleasure bud in an attempt to ease me open. "Here. I want you to feel good, Angel."

The tremors in my thighs rattle against his hips as he circles my pleasure bud slowly. It's blissful, the sticky, warm arousal that blooms through my abdomen as he teases at the sensitive nerves. I arch my back against the mattress, moaning out his name breathlessly as he continues to inch his arousal further into me. I barely notice when he finally settles the rest of him inside, wailing softly when it twitches and knocks something earthshattering inside me.

"O-Oh fuck--" I choke on my curse when Takumi shifts his hips forward, jutting into my cervix and winding me suddenly. I probably look ridiculous, eyes rolling back into my skull as I claw at the vast expanse of his chest. I drag pink lines down the pale skin, drawing blood to the surface, but it does little to phase Takumi this far along.

"Good, ダーリング?" He murmurs, continuing to assault my pleasure bud. I can barely form a coherent sentence in response, drooling around a string of 'yes, yes, yes. It's all he needs to find comfort in advancing, easing the length of him out of my weeping opening before driving it back in at an achingly slow pace.

I want to slam my fist against his pectorals and insist he go faster, but I'm not sure I'm ready for it when he slides into me balls deep. It's as though he's settling among my lungs, filling me so well that I'm seeing static in my line of vision.

The sound of a desperate groan from above barely brings me back down to earth, noting how he's staring at my face. His pupils are blown wide, almost devouring the dark brown of his irises. It takes me a moment to realize I'm drooling, his slow and steady pace already pushing me to a mindless edge.

"Oh-" I moan, digging my nails into his abs. They ripple beneath my touch with each deliberate thrust, and Takumi hisses at the sharp sting and the crescent moon indents they leave behind. "F-Fuck, Takumi- Too much-!"

"It's too much?" He wheezes, eyes searching my face. I desperately shake my head, terrified he'll pull away from me despite the inching arousal building at the base of my spine.

Wrapping my legs around his hips, my heels press into the small of his back and hook him in place despite my protests.

It sparks something feral in the hulking man, his hips surging forward and jolting me up the mattress. My breath escapes me in a squeak, arousal soaring and buzzing thickly in my abdomen as Takumi mumbles in the native language, his soft voice coming out all gritty under the strain of his exertions and bliss.

"Mhmmm- fuck-" I babble, eyes rolling again as I lift my hips to meet his. He sinks impossibly deeper, and my breath stutters as I feel the telltale tug of my orgasm. "Oh God- Takumi, I'm-"

"私に教えて," Takumi whispers, rutting up inside me. He doesn't bother to inch out of me now, repeatedly battering so deep inside me that I struggle to inhale as my orgasm approaches fast. "I'm gonna-c-cum-" I choke with each sudden thrust, his thumb quickening its pace against my arcing pleasure bud.

Perhaps he shifts his hips slightly or reaches even deeper than before, but he brushes against something utterly debilitating, and I cum with a loud shriek of his name. It bursts through me with blistering heat, my fingernails sinking deep into the curves of his bicep as I brace against the waves of bliss that crash over me.

Takumi keeps fucking into me, my walls squeezing tight around him as his thumb persists in its assault on my throbbing pleasure bud.

Tears stream down my face, and Takumi can't hold on much longer as I strangle his arousal.

"Mine" he slurs, his voice barely reaching my ears as he buries himself as deep as I can take him. He cums with a haggard moan, body trembling as his arousal spurts inside of me. There's so much of it, too, leaking out of me before he even manages to move.

Both of us take a moment, both stunned by the overwhelming ecstasy. Takumi doesn't bother withdrawing from my heat as he slumps beside me, turning me on my side to face him. He offers no words, burying his face into the crook of my neck and holding me tightly.

No words need to be said, I think. Takumi had offered his feelings in the form of his reverent touches and delivered his thanks for my kindness in the delicate kisses he'd pressed to my lips.

Before passing out, the last thing that was heard was, "You mine now, ダーリング." before passing out.