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his birthday cake | lance ❤️

Summary : lance the munchhh

"Please,"

Lance was desperate as he begged you with puppy eyes. It was his birthday. You wanted to please him, but he wanted nothing more than to eat up and have his own birthday treat. "Baby, it's your birthday-"
"Exactly! Please. I want this, this is all I want, sweetheart," You couldn't refuse as you saw him frustratedly grasping at your hips.

With a nod, you hesitantly tangle your fingers in his hair as his lips litter small kisses up and down your inner thigh. "-make sure," he sucks a hungry mark, letting his teeth dig in your inner thigh.

"-pull my hair. Hard, baby. I love when you do that shit. So much," he pleads. His tongue slowly traces further between your legs until he comes face to face with your core. Slowly reaching out a finger, he stares with his eyes at the rush of glistening wetness coating his pointer finger.

Hungrily, his mouth seals around the digit. He lets out a soft groan, his eyes closing in bliss from the pure content he gets front the familiar taste. "Keep these righttttt," Lance shifts your legs wider on the bed, "-here. Yeah," his eyes swiftly meet yours as he brings his mouth down. He kissed down to your slit, maintaining his lingering gaze on your face. Your mouth goes ajar as he starts to get lost with his explorations. Fingers grip in his hair tight, eliciting a sharp moan from his end that leaves your spread legs wanting to snap shut. His palms hold them, massaging into the skin as he tongue fucks into you. "Keep 'em nice and open for me, it's my birthday and I get what I want, hm?" He gives kitten licks to your pussy in between words, his half hooded eyes dropping to close as he completely reattaches his mouth. "-'s all I want hmmm," he sighs contently, grinning against you as your voice shrieks from the vibrations of his mouth.

It all feels so good-too good. Sloppy, romantic sensations leave your back arching off the bed and legs maneuvering to close together. Lance's prying your legs open, his mouth getting hungrier as he feels you clench around his tongue and gush out more familiar flavored slick. "Lance-" He moans against you. His nose bumping at your clit and tongue massage along your convulsing walls lead you closer to the edge as your legs flex off the bed."Give it to me, c'mon," he encourages. The words and hungrier movements of his mouth devouring you leave you screaming with sealed lips. He lets out a deep noise of pure ecstasy as you attempt to yank his head back from the overwhelming stimulation. "-'s too much, baby. I..." But Lance is lost with his pleasure, completely drunk of you as he continues the same, sloppy antics. Each time you try to pull him away by yanking his hair, you see his closed eyes peep open as his pupils roll back. Sure, you're wet, but the precum leaking from his dick is starting to not just be precum. "That's it, fuck-" he hisses. You see his hips rut into the mattress as he slurps up more juices from your leaking pussy. "Pull my hair, baby...just like that, oh god," As the movements still, he feels himself start to form a small puddle of cum on the bed. But his actions still don't stop.
They've gotten messier and that drives you insane. You can feel his intense hands spreading you open, salvia and slick trickling down your inner thighs as he shakes his face to stimulate you roughly."Lance! I-mmmm," you helplessly writhe as his grip stays firm.

"Hmmm....fuckin' delicious. Who, who needs birthday cake?" he says as he licks his lips looking up at you