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tmh pt. 2 : your doll forever

treat me however part 2
published may 29, 2025. 1233 words
ryujin pov.

I pulled away from our kiss, allowing a breather in the tense moment. I gave her neck a light squeeze as I gazed at her parted, glossy lips, drooling. I was as ready as a predator to feast on her helpless body.

"Tell me what you want, baby girl," I whisper.

"Fuck me, Ryujin," she mumbles. "Fuck me."

I scoff, a grin creeping up on my cheeks. I'm impressed she has the audacity to assume it'd be that easy to receive after bitch-talk. "Oh, yeah? Yeah? That's what you want?"

"I'm—I'm yours. I don't want you to go. That's it."

"Mm-hmm." I glance down and instruct in a quiet tone, making my intentions clear, "Take off your clothes for me, one by one, and lay on the bed."

Her umber eyes dilate, her face creasing like pure excitement. I can only imagine the pool in her panties, the misbehavior has it lava.

And as I ordered, she stripped down till bare, treating me to a show once she unveiled herself in the middle of the bed. I followed up by yanking off my shirt, refusing to waste time till I could acknowledge her radiance.

She rolled her bra straps off of her shoulders by the thumb, delaying the time I see her erect nipples. Then, she unclasps the lace, anxiously cupping her hands together for cover.

"You nervous?" I ask, hooking my finger around the hem of her panties and ripping them off ruthlessly. With her pink allure in view, I abstain from giving it attention, nibbling my lip for it to gush out bleeding.

"I just want you to love me," she gently cried.

"I do, I do," I gently reassured, husking while a smirk claimed my mouth. "Mine all mine. How could I not?"

I scan her silky body while I brush up her skin, crawling on top of her. I sweep aside her cascading hair that hid her chest, pinning her hands in place.

I was mesmerized by her small yet full titties that I couldn't get enough of. Her rosy areolas adorned the 3D work, the dim light on the far dresser casting a shadow. The contours of the visual delight left me thirsty for milk, so I tightly fetched one like I wanted to squeeze some out.

"I— Ryujin, please." Her sharp eyes stay on mine, the pleas visible in her pupils. She presses her thighs together, concealing her glistening folds from me, a shrinkage noticable in her frame.

I grit my teeth, my palm enclosing around her throat. "Tough, bratty girl, yelling, turns impatient for touch," I playfully announce like it's the title of a porno.

Before she could respond, I connected our lips and inserted my tongue to collide with hers, tasting every crevice inside.

Her fingers comb through my hair with nails engraving into my nape, as if she wants to tear me apart—revenge for stalling.

"Relax, baby girl," I taunted as we gasp for air, our pants mingling. "We'll get there."

I cup her pussy and swipe my fingers across her slit, my breath hitching as I feel its crazy drenched. Soaked under a hurricane, I bring them up and slip them into her mouth.

"Wow. Look at you, princess."

I settled in for a satisfying suck to make her realize what a mess she's made.

She toys with the back of my hand, sharing a lewd gaze with me and ensuring I watched every second.

I flashed a smile as I examined what was between her widened legs, biting my inner cheek.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous," I growl, vocalizing about her fucking cunt. Her cunt. I can't resist a second and circle her sensitive flesh before a couple of skilled fingers visit to stretch and stroke.

The moment I enter her slick heat, whines escape her gritty throat. Her hands roam to hold onto something, pacing desperately.

"Oh, God."

"It's you and me." I stab her g-spot and propel my fingers in the wound.

"Ryujin, you keep—" Gasp.

"Yeah?" I curl my joints to rub the familiar spot that has her breaking. "I, what." I intend to tune into a symphony, but she has another plan in mind, salty and rebellious.

Her mouth zipped, she instead cups my shoulders, tugging me into a raging, fervent kiss.

I pound my palm onto her hymen, thundering as I swiften my thrusts. My fingers expanding her walls, all I'm able to think about are her sounds, the sounds I demand her to make.

Innocence at its finest as she moans into my mouth, clawing away on my back like it was a scratching post. She tilts her head to snag my spit, caressing her tongue with mine.

Fuck.

"Slut," I degrade, savagely yanking a make-do ball of hair in order to halt her brave initiation. "You want to kiss, I wanna eat your pussy."

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She was on my face, crumbling with each lick that exposed her. She held the bedframe and disheveled my hair, a warning for some noise. And coming up against our child's beauty rest, I knew she wouldn't stand a chance at keeping quiet.

Her privates were welded to my entire face, and I had her chained down by the legs. I masked my eyes to save some shame, yet I was groping her every curve.

"Shit. Ryujin," she sighs.

I ate her slow, savoring her to keep from rushing. To keep from gulping her just like that.

Regardless, she desired touch past my limit, begging for more.

I was cleaning her pussy, licking as if I was a dog, slobber streaming down my jaw.

My fingerpads flow across her velvety torso, extending out to grab balls of titties. I use my forefingers to pinch her nipples, just to play, and take out screams from her cords.

"Oh, Fuck!"

I extend my tongue deep into her vagina, returning to the acidic addiction I missed. Thrusting as far as my restless organ could go, I pull out and slide upward.

I repeated this process, over and over again, like a ritual.

"Fuck. Fuck you for— Oh." She bucks against my face, leaving an undeniable pulse on my lips.

"Mm-hmm?"

"I'm gonna come," she wails, spreading her fingers through my scalp. "It's so good, baby." She grinds on my face like a stripper, exceeding for a money-shower like it was an orgasm.

My button nose tickled her bundle of nerves, navigating the swelling. I lifted my chin to brutally toy with her clitoris until she physically snapped.

As she sped up, her movements became frantic, and then she suddenly stiffened, losing control entirely. That's when the cream of her love drips onto my tongue, bringing a rush of satisfaction as I rode it out with her.

"So fucking good," I mumble against her sunshine, my palms gliding up and down her body until she finally flops over. "Fuck, I wanna— Lay on your back."

"Huh?" She crawls backward before collapsing onto my chest, wrapping her arms around me. "I can't move," she pants softly, her face a light red.

I gently take her body into my arms and flip her onto her back, holding her close until she's relaxed. "Shh." I smash my lips onto hers in one motion, drifting my hand across her neck.