Pairing: Hiromu Takahashi
Category: Smut
Word Count: 789
Warnings: Smut, language
"I can't think straight with you."
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It was very difficult to keep a coherent thought in your head when Hiromu's lips were doing that thing you liked so much to your neck. It felt as if his tongue had a direct line between your legs when it licked along the side of your neck before he softly bit into the flesh. Your attempts at keeping quiet were failing miserably and you had no doubt his four brothers in the other room knew exactly what was happening in this kitchen. Yet somehow you couldn't bring yourself to care. Not as Hiromu dragged his mouth down your collar bone and peppered kisses on your exposed skin.
Thoughts of being interrupted were pushed from your mind as Hiromu eased you up onto the counter, your hands went to his mane of thick hair and tangled your fingers through the locks, making Hiromu hum against your skin. Pulling away from your neck Hiromu smiled at you with hooded eyes, slowly lowering his lips to your mouth as you waited with breathless anticipation. His hand crept up your thigh pushing your skirt around your hips.
His fingers found your core at the same time his lips touched yours, fingers sliding through your slit aided by the satiny material of your panties as his tongue pushed into your mouth. You moaned into the kiss, shifting on the counter to spread your legs further granting Hiromu better access. The kiss deepened, tongues stroking each other as Hiromu pushed your panties to the side and pressed his fingers into your pussy. You arched into him, your fingers pulling at his hair urging him impossibly closer as whimpers left your lips.
A loud burst of laughter brought you out of your haze, your eyes flying to the doorway as your heart beat rapidly, legs closing around Hiromu's hips. Loud voices from the other room playfully joked with each other and you looked at Hiromu with wide eyes.
"I can't believe I forgot they were here," You said flustered. "I can't think straight with you."
Hiromu simply grinned innocently and nudged your legs back apart, his fingers lazily thrusting in and out of you.
"They won't bother us." He assured you, pressing soft lips along your jawline and crooking his fingers inside you. "Don't pay them any attention."
"They could walk in," You protested halfheartedly, humming as Hiromu's thumb circled over your clit.
"Shhh," Hiromu hushed you as he pulled your panties down leaving them dangling over one leg. "We'll be quick and quiet. They won't even know."
You found yourself nodding in agreement with Hiromu's persuasive voice, burying your face in his neck as he pushed his pants down and lined his cock with your pussy. You groaned into his skin as Hiromu filled you, your legs moving to wrap around his waist as he thrust slowly into your heat.
Once again thoughts of the men in the other room flew from your head as Hiromu worked his magic, his thumb continuing to circle your clit as he fucked you hard and deep on the kitchen counter.
"Oh God Hiro," You moaned head falling back against the cabinet as Hiromu thrust away. Your palms went flat on the counter seeking purchase where there was none, moans growing louder with every touch from Hiromu.
"Cum for me," Hiromu said grabbing your hair and pulling you back to his mouth, tongue darting past your lips and swiping through your mouth as he increased the pressure of his thumb on your clit, rubbing the swollen nub as you rocked against him.
"I'm cumming," You cried out as Hiromu broke the kiss, his head bending down, hair falling across his face as it screwed up in concentration as you clamped around his cock wailing loudly as you came undone. With a final thrust you felt Hiromu's cock explode inside you, filling your pussy with the warmth of his seed.
Your foreheads pressed together as Hiromu slid out of you, each of you breathing heavily as you tried to compose yourselves.
"If you two are done fucking, don't forget our popcorn." Naito's voice broke the spell, making your head jerk back and hit the cabinet as you were one again reminded of your company.
Hiromu giggled while you rubbed your head, climbing off the counter and pulling your panties up as Hiromu washed his hands before grabbing the popcorn and returning to the living room. It took you a few moments longer to work up the nerve to rejoin them, thankful they all seemed engrossed in the movie and not giving you a hard time as you curled into Hiromu's side.
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Hiromu Takahashi One Shot Collection
FanfictionSeries of one-shot stories featuring Hiromu Takahashi from Los Ingobernables De Japon in New Japan Pro Wrestling. This collection is complete.