Ultra Blue Violence (Dabi)

Chapter Sixty-One: Averted Vision

Soft moans of pleasure filled the rooftop of a warehouse building in Fukuoka city; a few nights later. The stars twinkled above in the night sky and occasionally grey cotton balls of clouds would pass over. Dabi had his head back and mouth open with heavy breaths pushing past his lips. His hand on Miya's head between his thighs as she skilfully put her mouth to good use. He sucked in a sharp breath when she took him to the back of her throat. "Ah, fuck, baby."

She slid back up to the tip and ran her tongue down the side of his shaft, pumping her hand up and down as she kissed the base of his penis; white hair tickled her cheek. He was throbbing and twitching in her hand. She moaned against his skin, and his eyes rolled back, giving her the reaction she wanted and she smiled against him.

"Does it feel good?" she said, in a soft whimper, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. His hands bore into the dark roots of her hair and he tugged tightly. She chuckled, popping his head out of her mouth, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, and she took the chance to catch her breath while slowly stroking him.

He bucked his hips asking for more. "Tch-tch." she clicked her tongue. "I want to hear words, baby." she brought her mouth inches from his tip, teasing him.

He clenched his jaw, tugging on her hair. He could only stare at the sky above. "Suck my cock already, whore. Suck it until you choke. Deepthroat it until I cum down your fucking throat."

"So greedy." she pouted playfully, and gave his tip a little kiss. She took him in her mouth again, riding up and down in a steady motion, slowing, then picking the pace up again. This sent him into overdrive where his fingers tangled in her hair and caught in the staples in his wrist. She ran her hand up his stomach and over the burns running horizontally over his chest at an angle sending new sensations to his brain. She looked up to meet his low-lidded eyes heavy with pleasure; barely able to keep them open or hold his head up.

She continued to moan against him, swirling her tongue around from the inside as she bopped her head up and down his shaft. Dabi wanted nothing more than to take her face and thrust into her mouth as hard and fast as he could, but no, he wasn't even allowed to touch her. The fact that he had his fingers in her hair was amazing to him.

"Ah, fuck~" he moaned, feeling himself tipping closer to the edge, and fell back into the thin dirty mattress they dragged up to the roof of an old warehouse by the water in Fukuoka. He bucked his hips roughly unable to help himself as his cock hit the back of her throat and she gagged. Miya quickly took him out of her mouth to swallow the vomit coming up her esophagus, she took in a deep breath, and her face flushed a burning red.

"What the fuck." she heaved at him.

"Put it back in your mouth." demanded Dabi. "You were doing so well." he held up his cock, with his other hand caressing her cheek, and he tapped it on her face to encourage her. His thumb parted her wet lips and he inserted himself back into her mouth with a sharp intake of air.

He looked down at her as she continued to work his shaft and tip with her tongue and hand. "Yeah, you like being face-fucked, don't you?" he moaned. "Get ready for this, baby." he challenged. He wrapped his legs around her head and forced her all the way down to the base of his penis.

She helplessly moaned and gurgled. Saliva dripped out the corner of her mouth and she found herself short of breath. Dabi couldn't help the loud moan that escaped his mouth when he threw his head back and thrusted into the back of her throat a few times, enjoying the gurgling sounds she made.

Her cheeks were turning red and her lungs were starting to burn. She slapped his side groaning desperately.

"Just hold it, baby, you can hold your breath underwater for a long time, can't you?"