All Mine

Role Reversal

The morning light filtered through the hotel room's thin curtains.
Yakimano and Y/N lay together on the bed, feeling closer but different after the events of the past few days.
Yakimano woke up first, feeling a mix of relief and determination. He knew he had to prove his love and trust to Y/N. As Y/N stirred beside him, he kissed her forehead gently.
"Good morning," he whispered softly.
Y/N opened her eyes and smiled slightly. She noticed something different about Yakimano today-he seemed vulnerable and eager to please. She had an idea forming in her mind. "Good morning."

Throughout the day, Yakimano was attentive and deferential. It was touching but strange. Y/N couldn't help but feel intrigued by this new side of him.
By the afternoon, Y/N decided to test the boundaries. As they sat together in the hotel room, she turned to him with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"Yakimano, there's something l'd like you to do for me."
He looked up from his book, eager to make amends. "Anything, Y/N. Just tell me what you need."
She stood up, crossing the room to stand in front of him. "Get on your knees," she commanded gently but firmly. Yakimano blinked, surprised, but complied without hesitation. He sank to his knees before her, looking up with curiosity and submission.
Y/N smiled, enjoying the sense of control. "Good. Now, I want you to kiss my feet."
He hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward, pressing soft kisses to her feet, his eyes never leaving hers. The act felt both strange and intimate.
As he continued, Y/N felt a rush of power. "Now, tell me you're mine," she said softly but firmly.
"You know I am," Yakimano murmured between kisses. "I'm yours, Y/N. Completely."She reached down, running her fingers through his hair. "Good.
Because from now on, things are going to be different. You're going to listen to me and follow my lead."
He nodded, his eyes full of adoration.
"I will. I promise."
Y/N smiled, pulling him up to stand.
"Now, get us some lunch. I'm hungry."
Yakimano nodded eagerly, grabbing his keys and heading out the door. As she watched him go, Y/N felt a thrill of excitement. She had always loved Yakimano's strength, but this new dynamic was exhilarating. It gave her a sense of control she hadn't realized she craved. When Yakimano returned with lunch, he set the table and served her with reverence. They ate in comfortable silence, the air between them charged with unspoken understanding.
After lunch, Y/N decided to push things a little further. "Yakimano, I want you to give me a massage. My shoulders are tense."
"Of course," he replied instantly, moving behind her and beginning to work on her shoulders. She sighed with pleasure, leaning into his touch.
As his hands moved over her body, Y/ N felt a surge of desire. She turned her head slightly, catching his eye.
"And then, I want you to show me how much you love me. With your mouth."

Yakimano's breath caught, but he nodded, his eyes darkening with anticipation. "Whatever you want, Y/N"

Yakimano watched with hooded eyes as she moved closer, pushing him back onto the bed until he was lying flat on his back.
Then, she straddled his face, positioning herself so that her pussy was just inches away from his mouth.
"Open wide," she commanded, spreading her legs wider. Yakimano obeyed immediately, opening his mouth wide as she guided her slick folds towards his waiting tongue.

With a low growl of anticipation, Yakimano opened his mouth wide as Y/N positioned herself above his face. The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, making his cock twitch with need. He licked his lips, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her.
Then, she was there, her wet folds brushing against his tongue. He moaned in delight, wrapping his arms around her thighs as he buried his face between her legs. His tongue darted out, exploring the sweet depths of her pussy. He could taste her arousal, rich and tangy on his tongue.
Yakimano began to lick her slowly, deliberately, his tongue delving deeper with each pass. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, her arousal growing with each passing second.

Y/N arched her back, moaning loudly as Yakimano's tongue worked magic on her sensitive flesh. Her hips began to move faster, grinding against his face in time with the rhythm of his tongue. She felt the familiar tightness building in her core, knew she wouldn't last much longer.
And then, she exploded. Waves of pleasure crashed over her, causing her body to convulse violently. Her juices flooded his mouth, and he lapped at her eagerly, determined not to miss a drop. When the waves finally subsided, she collapsed onto his chest, panting heavily.
Exhausted by their passionate encounter, Yakimano fell asleep almost instantly, his breathing steady and deep.