inspiration - yagami yato's kenma audios. friggin obviously.
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His observational skills sure did come in handy. What was once the bane of his life as a lone wolf was now his greatest perk.
The two of you were seated in his gaming chair, with you in his lap with your thighs on either side of him. Your hands clutched fistfuls of his shirt and two-toned shirt, face buried in the crook of his neck.
It only took a try or two to see what you liked, he was so observant. Cat-like eyes studying your reacting as he cautiously nibbled on your neck, finding a spot that made you cry out in mere seconds.
You squirmed on top of him, shifting and whimpering with his every touch. It didn't take long for him to hold your hips still.
"Stop moving," he said. You couldn't tell if you wanted to disobey or not. You listened to his stoic demand, fearing that you wouldn't get what you wanted if you didn't.
As if to make sure for himself, Kenma pressed your sex against the tent in his sweatpants, each of you letting out some noise of pleasure, only Kenma held his voice back.
He wanted to study you. He wanted to scan every inch of your body so he wouldn't miss any tender spot on you, just so he could tease the hell out of it later on. He wanted to make sure that no spot was left unchecked, no stone left unturned.
He wanted to make you scream, and he was starting to figure out just how to do it.
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Fanfiction-possibly rewriting some chapters- i only come here when i'm bored. that's why it's a mess. all art ain't mine, bold of you to assume that i am capable of such a thing. also, i don't worship oikawa's ear, i just think it's hilarious for the cover im...
