𝓛𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼, 𝓒𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪, 𝓐𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷!

CHPT. 20- BLUE EYES

THE NEXT DAY AFTER YOU came back from the gym, you texted Volg first to come and record.

You tried to look for the camera you barely use anymore around the house, praying to everything that you didn't sell it. And thankfully, you didn't.

You had to dust it a bit, but you ended up placing it in the living room, and once you heard the echo of a doorbell, you knew it was him.

"Your house is very big." He muttered, looking around your house. You were in love with his accent, it was so satisfying to hear.

"Thank you." You chuckled softly, and he smiled.

"So...What do we do?"

"Well, I called my producer yesterday and he said I can record at my house, so we're just going to do a little something."

He nodded softly, and sat down on your couch, whispering a small "excuse me" as he sat down.

He looked a bit too calm to be recording porn.

Anyways, you decided to go ahead and start prepping your camera, seeing if it had battery and stuff like that. While it turned on, you sat down next to Volg, and turned to him.

"Okay. So, we're going to start off slow, okay?" You instructed and he nodded. "Also, I'm really sorry to bother you for this today."

He shook his head and placed his hand on your knee. "It's okay. I offered you help for a reason." He said with a small smile, and you returned the gesture.

Once your camera was all set, the flash shone about 10 times before recording.

"Ready?" You asked softly. "If you want to stop, please say so."

"Okay." He said before it started recording.

You cupped his cheeks softly and kissed him. He was a bit stiff at first, but kissed you back, wrapping his hands around your waist.

He nipped at your lower lip and slid his hands into your shirt, caressing your back gently.

A bit later, you found yourself on his lap, kissing him sloppily as he played with your tits lazily. "They are so perfect...So beautiful.."

Your heart fluttered at the compliment, and even though you didn't really understand the last part, you knew it was good.

He laid you flat on your back, kissing your hardened nipples softly before trailing small kisses down your stomach.

His calloused hands caressed your waist softly, then slipping his fingers in the hem of your sweats, pulling them off. He sighed gently when he finally saw your damp pussy, his index finger reaching to slowly glide in between your lips before finally plunging in your hole, making you let out a small gasp.

He kissed and licked your clit gently, nibbling at the sensitive nub.

God, his mouth was so talented. No wonder he's such a good kisser.

You felt him replace his finger for his tongue as he began lapping at your soaked cunt, your hips bucking into his mouth. He groaned into your pussy, the vibrations making you grip the material of the couch.

His hands slowly played with your thighs, and your hand tangled into his red hair. His blue eyes locked into your {E\C} eyes, the eye contact making your body go weak.

Your head dipped back, more moans and whimpers escaping your soft lips. To him, it sounded like music to his ears.

You felt yourself about to reach your climax, your grip on his hair tightening as you came in his mouth.

He sat up straight and wiped his mouth with his shirt, and smiled at you softly. "You taste so sweet, my angel."

He unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down softly, and you bit your lip at the sight of his length.

God bless this man's mother.

He rubbed his tip over your folds slowly before starting to enter his tip, his hands on your thighs. "Tell me if it hurts, okay?"

You whimpered softly as he finally bottomed out, slow kisses being peppered from your jaw down your neck.

"I'm going to start moving.." He whispered and started to thrust his hips into yours gently.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, his movements slow and passionate, yet he still managed to make you feel so, so good.

His pace started to speed up a bit by bit, low groans and sweet whispers sending shivers down your spine.

"You are so tight, my angel.." he muttered, hiding his face in your neck. He kissed the delicate skin and nibbled on it lightly enough to make sure not to leave any marks.

You felt yourself getting closer to cumming, and judging from the way you sounded and from the way his hips were rutting into yours, you saw he was pretty close too.

A few more thrusts and you came. You were unexpectedly sensitive today.

He pulled out and came on your stomach, letting out a breathy moan as he came.

And just as he came, the camera started beeping, meaning it ran out of battery. You both sat there breathless, looking at the camera.

He sighed and sat down, dipping his head back to catch his breath. "That felt good...Thank you."

"No, thank you." You told him back and gave him a small smile before checking the camera, him going behind you.

"Did it run out of battery?" He asked, looking over your shoulder.

"Yeah...Hopefully it saved, though." You sighed and looked back at him. "Well...Yeah. That's basically what I've been doing for about 2 years or so."

He chuckled softly and checked his cellphone. "I'm going to go now. It's getting late, and you have some work to do I'm imagining."

He put his pants back on and you did too, walking him to the front door of your house.

"Thank you for today, it was pretty good."  He slipped his shoes back on and opened the door, biding you a goodbye before leaving.

You sat back down on the couch and looked at the camera. "Why the hell dodging you have to freaking die, you little thing." You grunted and grabbed the camera, going upstairs to charge it and send it to Kenji.

But when you rewatched it, you realized how actually handsome he really was.

His red hair kind of reminded you of Sendō, though.

A pang of guilt hit your heart and you zoned out for a second.

Why do you feel guilty if you're the one doing this?

Your mind keeps telling you that you should've quit a very very very long time ago,

But your heart stops you whenever you think about quitting.

It's not easy to leave a job you've been working for 2 years straight.

And even though it's a really shitty job, you feel as if it's the only thing you have left.

After all, you are Kamogawa's temporary assistant.