Chuuya Nakahara is a wine mom

Gold cage hostage to my feelings

TW - explicit sex, alcohol.

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Chuuya was currently pinning you down at your waist on top of the bar with his delightful head between the legs he himself had so hastily spread, and was now  reminding you of the events leading up to the conception of Edward.

The bar which he had emptied off all patrons, underlings, and any other human who had been in attendance, was a still and empty contrast to your squirming screaming body completely undone by the mouth and tongue of  the charmingly machiavellian Chuuya.

The sweet whisky and sharp wine had all been consumed so perhaps you could blame the illicit escapade on the seductive influence of alcohol once the moment was over? However in the present moment Chuuya was making every nerve in you overheat and scream with pleasurable suffering. A series of calculated attacks via his tongue led to you almost feeling so dazy you forgot who you were. A victorious Chuuya emerged from your thighs eyes heavy with something one could mistake as a kill instinct, he licked his lips and ran his quick witted tongue across his teeth not once breaking the stare.

"One and only chance to tell me to stop n/n" he looked almost angelic in the glow of the dim orange lights that hung from above, you knew better. His eyes glowing with a predatory instinct met your hungry ones that took in the whole glory of him before you.

You couldn't quite remember when you both lost your resolve and clothing. You couldn't even remember the colour of what you were wearing, head full of Chuuya and his body and his abs and oh that tongue. You knew what those fingers he had did and every part of that glorious naked body towering over you.  How could someone so sinful keep such beautifully piercing innocent eyes fixed on his every muscle, you knew this body and the power it had over you.

The gloves were indeed off. 

Lips parting slowly you softly spoke ever increasing the tension and the heat surrounding the illicit affair, "Do you still remember that first night I dropped my dress to the floor?" An inquisitive request to which y/n was hoping he remembered as she did. The answer was easy however, as Chuuya threw his head back laughing, took your hands in his, held them high over your head on the bar top, looked into your sinful eyes, and in one sharp thrust completely put his dick inside you.

It might have been the whisky talking but this was far better than you ever remember it being, far better than your fingers or the women and men you had used to fill your heartbroken empty nights. No conquest of yours had ever had you as helpless and undone as Chuuyas everything. Nights alone thinking of him weren't enough, you craved the real thing. And as Chuuya reminded your body of what you lost in quick powerful waves of pleasurable suffering it all seemed okay. You in a bar drunk off your head on his whisky and sent getting fucked as the new day came in. Just like in your desperate longing fantasy.

Chuuya began to quicken his pace, he wasn't saying much, savouring the feeling of y/n below him. You were always the louder one of the two, never afraid to let people hear exactly what was on your thoughts. And currently that was "FUCKING AUH CHUUYa". Sentences were not important in this present moment but the feeling of Chuuya was. As you felt your body signal the end of its tether to hold on you know Chuuya was smirking. You open your eyes and there it is; that knowing arrogant smile. Chuuya upon seeing your eyes knows he's got all he needs and joins you in the tumultuous climax of his antics.

You both were fucked.

*

"So its like what? Two?"

Chuuya was lazily sat on the floor leaning against the bar next to you, he had taken to drinking straight out the bottle with a straw. Whilst you were struggling not to down the whisky like water. "It is not an it it's a boy" you almost sounded annoyed but the both of you were far too wasted to recognise tone of voice. Sat in nothing but your underwear and cardigan opposite Chu in a shirt and post orgasm glory, you were trying to make sense of the mess you and Chuuya had made. Otherwise known as a child.