"it means i'm fucking mad at you, princess." matsukawa sneers menacingly, his voice low and gravelly."m-mad at me? for what?"
"for that phone call with makki. i don't mind sharing, but i get jealous too, y'know?"
kamine furrows her brows in question, feeling the familiar warmth settle in her lower stomach as she hears the raw, unadulterated emotion in his voice. "then... what do you expect me to do about it?"
a devilish grin crept across Matsukawa's face, stretching his lips into a menacing curve that seemed to split his features in half. his eyes glinted with a dark and dangerous intensity, a predatory gleam that hinted at depths of mischief. with a subtle shift in posture, he straightened his back, towering over the her with a commanding presence.
"good question, princess," he purred, his voice laced with a hint of danger that sent a shiver down her spine. "on your knees. you're going to make it up to me."
almost on instinct, kamine complies and drops down to her knees in front of him, looking up at him with anticipation and a hint of fear.
mattsun brings a hand forward to gently trace her jaw, his thumb swiping across her plump bottom lip. "i've always wondered how these beautiful lips would look wrapped around my cock."
his hand curves around her head, grabbing a fistful of her hair to roughly tug her forward until her cheek was pressed against his crotch. "i think you know what to do now, princess."
With a shaky breath, kamine softly gulps before raising her hands to unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper.
his pants hit the floor with a soft thud, leaving him in his boxers. she could already see a wet spot forming as his length twitches within its confines.
without wasting another moment, she pulls his boxers down, gasping softly as his cock springs free, nearly hitting her face.
she realized that she'd never gotten a good look at him back when she was jerking him off on the train, but now that she was looking at him, she couldn't deny how intimidated she felt by his size.
she'd already seen iwaizumi's and hanamaki's cock, and they were by no means small. however, matsukawa seemed to be in an entirely different league.
he was nearly as thick as her wrist, which explained why she was struggling to wrap her fist around him before. he was immensely long too, easily above average.
she couldn't help but admire the veins mapping alone his skin, leading up to the purple, mushroom-shaped head, already leaking with the same clear fluid.
she felt a soft tug at her hair, reminding her that matsukawa was still watching her every move. "well, what're you waiting for? suck me off, princess."
kamine leans in hesitantly, her tongue peeking out of her mouth to lap up the clear fluid that pearled at the tip. she lets out a satisfied hum at the salty taste, giving small kitten licks to the tip as her large, doe eyes innocently look upwards, gauging his every reaction.
feeling a bit bold, she wets her lips with her tongue, her hand coming up to wrap around his shaft just as she wraps her plump lips around the head, sucking softly and drawing out more of his precum.
"oh fuck, that's it. so fucking good.." matsukawa tugs at her hair again, hissing as he feels her lips wrap around him, finally living out a fantasy he's had for years.
he couldn't even count the amount of times he'd fucked his fist to the thoughts of her, wishing it was her mouth or her pussy making him feel good instead of his own hand.
he tries to resist the urge to thrust into her mouth, not wanting to overwhelm her since it was her first time, but he didn't know how long he could last with her teasing him like this. "more, princess. i want you to swallow as much as you can, okay?"
he lets go of her hair and pats her head, smoothing down her hair as he watches her open her mouth more, swallowing inch after inch of his cock. "yeah, fuck- just like that."
kamine could feel her jaw burn slightly as she open her mouth even wider, flattening her tongue underneath him as she takes him deeper. "watch your teeth, baby. and breath through your nose."
heeding his advice, she breathes in through her nose, taking him in even more. she lets out a soft gag as the tip of his cock hits the back of her throat. "you can take it, my little slut. just a little bit more."
despite letting out a soft whine of protest, she forces herself to take him in even deeper. she tries to relax her throat as she feels him slide down her gullet. before she knew it, her nose was pressed against the soft bush of brown hair growing at the base of his cock.
meanwhile, matsukawa could barely form a coherent thought, completely drunk on the feeling of her tight throat undulating around him. he breathes out shakily, trying not to cum immediately. he pulls back a bit, just enough to let her breath before his hand shoots out to grab a fistful of her hair again.
his hips thrust forward on instinct, impaling himself down her throat again, her soft chokes and gags only fueling his lust.
he could feel her sharp nails dig into his thighs, the pain adding to the pleasure to create one mind-numbing sensation.
"fuck- i can't... need to cum. you'll swallow it all for me, won't you? be a good girl for me and take all of my cum, okay?" he coos breathlessly, fucking her face with reckless abandon as he feels his balls tighten.
with a loud, guttural groan, matsukawa was emptying his balls down her throat.
kamine's eyes widen and she gags at the bitter and salty taste of his seed, her eyes tearing up slightly as he pulls out of her mouth.
matsukawa gently pinches her nose as she makes a move to spit out his load, grinning wolfishly. "nuh uh. you gotta swallow it, princess."
he leans down and kisses her forehead as soon as she forces it down, his fingers pressing against her jaw so he could look inside her mouth, making sure every single drop was gone. "fuck, that couldn't have been your first time. you're such a good slut for me, kamine."
he gently picks her up and sets her down on the desk, lifting up her skirt without a word. just as he expected, her panties were almost entirely damp, the fabric clinging to her soft lips.
his gaze lifts, fixating on her swollen lips, a silent desire swirling in his eyes, silently begging for a kiss. "tell me what you want now, princess."
his hand sneaks under her skirt, rubbing her through her panties. her soft whimpers were like music to his ears and he could feel himself grow hard again, realizing that he'd forgotten to dress himself in the heat of the moment.
"go on, princess. i know what we both want right now but, i want you to hear you say it first."
he watches kamine lift her head up, her lips set in a cute pout and he had to physically stop himself from leaning down and kissing her senseless.
"i want... will you, please?"
"will i what, princess? use your words like a good girl."
"will you please fuck me, issei?"
oh, that fucking tease. she just used his first name. how was he supposed to deny her now? not that he had any intention to anyway.
he was going to comply to her request like a good lover and fuck her on the desk until she was drunk on his cock.
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The Aoba Johsai Chronicles
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