Laundry

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- San

Soaking wet, breathing hard, heart rate elevated, and puddles pooling around the both of you on the floor standing in his laundry room of his massive apartment. You watched as he peels the soaked black shirt that clung to his torso perfectly above his head and into the washer. His pants following seconds after.

He looks over at you raising an eyebrow confused at the way you just stared at him as you hand him your jeans and he throws them in the washer and the way you awkwardly stood there.

"Baby it's cold let's get you dried." You pulled him all the way in the room and closed the door behind him. You had no idea what came over you but the second the door clicked shut, you reached up, wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down to connect your lisp to his. His hands instantly connected to your waists as he stumbled forward posting one hand on the wall behind you.

Catching the hint thrown straight at his face he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you up with one arm setting you on top of the washer machine.

His lips now on your neck making you stifle a moan when he gently runs his teeth across your skin followed by his tongue to ease the slight sting. His hands slowly ran up and down your bare thighs squeezing gently every few seconds causing chill to run down your spine

"Sannie" you whisper still trying to catch your breath.

"Yes princess?" He pulls away making sure you are okay and running his fingers through your wet hair.

Staring into each others eyes you lean forward to peck his lip again.

"I want you" his eyes glazed over as the smirk appears on his lips.

"Of course princess" he picks you up and placed you in the ground pulling you shirt over your head and unclipping your bra throwing that into the washer with his underwear and your panties. He throws soap in the washer and turns it on. He lifts you back on top of the washer and begins kissing down your body.

You hop down to the floor and get on your knees looking up at him waiting for him to say something. He gives you a slight nod but you gave him no time to process your actions. You took his member into your mouth all the way the best you could and bobbed your head, swirling your tongue around and slightly sucking all at the same time.

San's hand tangling into your wet hair with his head thrown back biting his bottom lip to keep the moans in.

"That's enough baby I need to be inside you" he pulled you up to your feet and turned you around so your back faced him. He gently pushed on your upper back so you bent over the washer.

He thrusted two fingers in your entrance a few times making sure you were prepped enough but quickly replaced them with his member.

Slowly sliding past your walls filling you up almost perfectly you arched your back as you clenched around him and arched your back at the slight stretch. He bottoms out hitting your G-spot straight on.

"San please move" you whined. You could almost hear the smirk on his face as he leans forward and kisses your shoulder thrusting in and out of you quickly.

His left hand wrapped around your neck pulling you back so he could kiss your neck, shoulder, back. You leaned into his body turning your head to kiss him as his hand ran down your jaw, neck, and landed on your breast. Playing with your nipples as he thrust his hip in and out of you.

"You feel so fucking good princess" you clench at the praise and let out a whiny moan. San lets out a chuckle as he drags his hand down your body and begins rubbing circles on your clit.

"I won't last" you warn as his thrusts meet the pace of his fingers rubbing circles on your clit.

"Let go baby... let go for me. Fuck... and only for me!" Not even a second later after he whispered in your ear your body shook, your legs weakened, and the sweet taste of dopamine hit your tongue as your orgasm reaches the tip of your toes all the way up to the top of your head.

Rising your orgasm out the best he could he pulls out and cums all over your ass painting you as his.

Reaching above you to the shelf above the washer he takes a piece of paper towel and cleans you up and then himself.

"We should shower... you will probably get sick due to the rain." You nod and follow him closely to the shower leaving your clothes in the washer that was half way done.

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