Gotta Catch Em All!

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Type: Short Story
TW: NSFW content. Worship kink(?), Praise kink if you squint, and mentions of body types or whatever.
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I sucked in a sharp breath as I felt her soft hand slip underneath my shirt, my muscles tensed underneath her fingertips. God she had me right were she wanted me, didn't she?

"Bold move, princess." I muttered before pressing my lips against hers again. Each time I tasted her, the more I fell for her. She was my drug, and I was addicted.

She pressed her hips forwards, "Please?"

Fuck.

I can't resist it when she sounds like that. Who am I kidding? I can't resist her, period. The way she was looking at me, the way her body felt on me... I would kill to stay like this for eternity, basking in her affections.

"Anything you wish, my darling girl."

Without another word I started to slip her shirt off her gorgeous body, running my hands across her tummy and breasts gently. I wanted her to feel worshipped, I wanted her to see the upmost adoration I held for her. I wanted to please her, and only her.

I peppered her exposed skin with kisses and gentle bites. I wrapped my arms around her, reaching up for the clasp of her bra. The way she was looking down at me... I have to be the luckiest man alive. I kept eyecontact with her as I kissed between her breasts while slipping her bra off, "My beautiful lady. So gorgeous."

I felt her fingers tangle themselves in my hair as I kissed her chest and shoulders. I felt the increase of her heart and the shaky breaths. I trailed my hands down from the back of her shoulders to her hips, gently hooking my fingers into the top of her shorts. Her hand came to my cheek and lifted my face up to kiss me, I returned it without hesitation. Her hands slid down my shoulders to my abdomen before she started pulling my shirt off. Once it was tossed to the side, I stole her lips once more as I pulled her shorts down her body.

God, she's the most beautiful creature to ever exist. Her scars, stretch marks— absolutely everything.

"God, you're so beautiful," I said breathlessly, guiding her to lay on her back while pressing kisses on her neck.

She dragged her hands across my bare shoulders with soft gasps. I rubbed my left hand up and down her thigh as I kissed down her body. I felt her eyes watching me, I saw the way her chest would rise and fall with her shallow breaths. I wanted nothing more then to just hear her moan and whine for me.

"Remember, Princess, you can tell me to stop at anytime. Never feel ashamed for wanting me to stop." I whispered against the skin of her tummy while rubbing circles on her hips.

She cupped my face in her hands and lifted my head so she could see my eyes, "You're such a sweet boy. You always make me feel good, so I won't have to tell you to stop."

I felt my heart beat start to race. Her voice was a gift from the gods— No— She's a gift from the gods. I would not disappoint her, I could never. I'd rather die then make her feel anything but good.

I quickly pushed her legs up from the back of her thighs and slid onto my knees. I was going to worship her, and in return I wanted her to make as much noise as possible. I pressed kisses along her inner thighs, my body heating up from the way she looked down at me. I looked up at her as I spread her legs wider, and I saw her bite her lip.... God have mercy, I can't help myself.

"Don't be shy doll, be loud for me."

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My online mother told me I should write smut more often after she read this. It's not even that good homie.
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