Furtive Ignominy (COMPLETED)

26.

CHAPTER 26

PART 1

WARNING! LEMON! WARNING!

TW: slut-shaming & hardcore

Enjoy~

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"Please tell me that Y/n's safe," Akame said to the man standing in front of her bed. Her hands were in a tight clutch on her blanket.

"Don't worry Miss Akame," Suguru replied with a reassuring smile on his kind face. "She's safe and so are you."

Akame smiled at him to mask the worry she was feeling with a strained smile, before replying, "Thank you."

Satoru leaned down to capture Y/n's lips in a heated kiss to which she closed her eyes to enjoy it all. Their lips shared a messy yet enjoyable dance of flaming pleasure. And it was intensified by Satoru's burning skin.

Y/n gently pushed Satoru's shoulder away so she could speak but she only received a grunt of disapproval from him and his hands wrapped tighter on her waist, pulling her closer to him while pressing himself closer to her.

His smoldering tongue smoothly glided over her lower lip, a plea to take him in her mouth. Y/n didn't deny that appeal. The moment his hot tongue touched her warm ones made her let out a small whimper followed by a moan.

His knees snaked in between her legs which earned a stifled moan from her when he grazed her heated region. Everything felt hot for Y/n which was made even worse by his rising temperature.

He pulled away from the kiss to see Y/n's face but with the few inches distance from their faces, their lips were still connected by the thin line of saliva.

"Y/n..." he moaned. Grinding his hips on the softness of her thighs.

"Satoru, you should get off of me and rest," Y/n tried to be as stern as possible despite having to deal with that tempting bulge of him pressing on her thigh.

"I can't sleep like this," he whispered against her ear. His hot breath tickled the sensitive skin of her ear.

Everything about him was literally scorching which made her think that if they continued this, she would melt.

Y/n bit her lower lip trying to suppress the urge to pull him down and kiss him again, she closed her eyes tightly as if contemplating if she should be swayed by her desire or let him rest, but her mind was fogged by Satoru's tongue licking the sensitive skin of her neck.

His extensive tongue was sticking flatly on her neck gliding to the tip of her ear as if he was trying to taste her with every possible nook of his wet muscle. "Do you want it? Yes or No?" he whispered lustfully.

Y/n's teeth sunk deeper on her lips as he forced him to answer by kissing and sucking her skin then traveling southward, his hand that were previously wrapped on her waist was now caressing her braless mound through her shirt.

Feeling the softness of her breasts on each of his hands, Satoru let out a satisfied moan as he watched her pleasure-contorted face and wriggling reaction. He licked his lips as if imagining the taste of her flesh on his own.

Y/n couldn't think straight and she was not that idiot to respond to some question without thinking it through but she couldn't process anything if Satoru was doing all of that.

"I'm a very impatient man, Y/n." He breathes in, taking a whiff of his own soap on her skin. "I don't like waiting."

Y/n put the back of her hand against her mouth as she tried to stop herself from heaving and looked at Satoru through her squinted eyes, "I..." she couldn't find any words to affirm her desire but her body language was already screaming a loud YES.