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(🚺) Gouhin x Lemon 🍋

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2nd Person~
You've awaken by movement on the bed, dipping the mattress to the person who just entered. Rolling over to them, your eyes lazily look up to the face that you loved.

"How was," you yawn between your sentence "work?" His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to him.

"Hard." He nuzzles his face at the crook of your neck, as your legs curl around his, unaware by with what your actions caused by your knees. Still moving about to get comfortable, you've felt something odd, pressing against your legs. 
      Running it again and again to make sure it wasn't just your imagination, you began to reach down to it to throw it across the room, you tap your hand on it and immediately pausing to what you touched. Yanking your hand back and sitting on bed by the unusual object, you yell at the pleased panda in bed. 

"This isn't funny! What were you thinking to bring... To bring such a thing to bed?!" You had only one rule with him, and that was to "Take your gun off the bed!" You looked down at your sinful hands. "Oh man, I've touched a gun, a gun. I'm going to jail! I'm a bad girl, I'm a bad person," whimpering amongst yourself, you feel a hand pull your own away from your face to meet their eyes. 

"That's, not my gun." Puzzle by what he meant, he pulls your hand back to where it was before. Placing your hand back to this so called "gun" you examine it with some small squeezes to the object, feeling it radiate off heat, how it twitch when your fingers trailed around it, and then there was the sounds that came from Gouhin. How his hips buckle each time you gave it a small tug.

"It's your dick," sighing out, you were relief it wasn't a gun, "it's your dick," you repeat to yourself until your brain finally processed what it was. Freezing there and glancing at the erected Panda, he moves your hand and pulls you in his embrace. Your hand pulls away as he already has the cover off by the time you can feel it through the sheets.

"Guess, who did that?" Flustered by what you've done, you were a mumbling mess; blushing massively at your actions and misunderstanding of what you had thought was a gun. 

"I ugh... I didn't... I didn't mean too... I was just.... I was just trying," his mouth covers your own, making you flinch by his sudden interaction. His tongue was easily able to open your lips, as he had you feel his warm muscle entering your own mouth.
     The kiss was merely a few seconds, but it was long enough for you to actually enjoy the sensation of his tongue and taste. Dazed by his actions, he hovers over your small frame, trailing sweet sentimental kisses down your neck to your chest, where your clothes blocked his view. 

"Can I?" Even if he did unimaginable training with his clients, he was always so gentle with you and you loved it.
     No words escaped, in fear as to how you would sound, so you simply nodded watching him sit up and having you help to pull your jacket over your head and shorts, you felt so embarrassed at how he was enjoying the view he had in front of him. Your body stretched on the mattress as your body display a sight that made him more horny. 

"You don't wear a bra?" He watches your arms cover your breast confused and pleased by the sight you were trying to hide with your hands pressing the two pairs away from his eyes. Even if you had done sex with him several times already, he had a way with words that made you feel so bashful at his dirty questions. "I... I don't sleep with a bra on..." softly spoken, his hands tip your chin up to him, having you stare up at those pitch black dark circle eyes. Something about them had you feeling quite excited by what he could do next.

"We should do this more often, before bed," even while he teases you, you knew that he was playing around. He presses a kiss on your lips, enjoying how they slowly tremble at his touch before they slowly open to allow what he wanted. His tongue enters you coven, swirling against your muscles together,entwining them both as he shares how strong he was.
      Your own tongue takes over, as they pressed against his own wet one, sucking on it as you chuckle at how he moved away.  
     You became more relax, taking away the sensation of how tense you were. Your hands gripped onto his broad shoulders, pulling him in more wanting more of his nutlike taste. Grinning at your action he departs from the both of you, heaving by the messy makeout. With one of his arms, he was able to extend to your woman hood, feeling how soaked you were already as he pressed your clit slowly downwards as he watches you gasp at the pleasure. Your legs stayed down against the mattress as they flinched by his tender touch.
   His fingertips play around roughly, knowing how much you loved that type of gratification. His eyes scan your expression, seeing how your mouth gasp open, holding into the blissful sound of your moans as your hands tighten the pillow around your head.