Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

Life after

One year later...

Your hands wander all over the dark grey cotton sweater feeling up the hot ripples of the fabrics as you slip your hands up against hard fleshy muscle, scratching and digging into firm but squishy buttocks. Your plump red tongue savours and devours upon the 8 to 9 inches of delicious wood, the tip far reaching into the depths of your throat as Sakusa's muffled groans above the desktop.

You had caught him touching himself while doing college work he didn't stop even when you came in after a long day at practice and he didn't stop you from kneeling down before him to give him a gawk gawk 3000. The only condition was he wasn't allowed to make a sound and to finish his work in peace that is what he's currently struggling with as he hitches his breath feeling your sloppy wet gob heat up and squeeze the shit out of his dick deep inside your throat.

You however couldn't get enough of him squirming with you beneath him going deep dive onto his large cock which you may add is currently dishing out that oh so juicy sticky pre-cum trickling down your gullet like hot treacle. You feel his tense legs tremble against the chair legs and beside you, he's close and you know it by painfully going down on him removing one of your hands to grip tightly onto his base.

"AAahhh~Ngh~" He lets out, with both the cock stopper and the tight grip his so far away release stopped by your iron grip on his large noodle. The warm flavour and twitching inside pulses against your fleshy innards earning yourself and him a vibrator effect ruffling up his dick as he pushes off the desk gripping tight balls into your bun.

His lust filled pained eyes tears up as dark pink dusts his cheeks and the clenched jaw muscles tremble more so when you purposely graze him against your gnashers. He releases squirting uncontrollably, you unwillingly take it as he has just shoved his hips into a deep thrust of your sloppy gob.

He sighs in relief tucking his now limp rocket back down into the folds of his joggers, you however glare at him getting up. Sakusa brings up your face into a deep kiss if only he knew you didn't swallow, under your grip of irons maiden Sakusa forces himself to swallow his own cum and your saliva.

Grinning you move away.

"Equality bitch." Wiping your mouth you head straight towards the bathroom to wash up. 

Walking back into the living room it had only been a few hours since you gave Sakusa a snowball kiss but he was still upset about it and is currently grumbling about by not making you any dinner. It isn't like you're mad though you just dominated him and is still living off that high of making him cum when he was restricted by the base and the tip.

The feeling is victorious definitely a morale booster after the day you just had.

"Still sulking?" You add slipping your arms around his waist pressing your chest against his back, Sakusa knows what you're doing.

"Hmph." He ignores you by continuing on with cooking. 

Pouting you still hug him from behind but getting onto your tippy toes you lean in and whisper.

"You can fuck me till I break tonight, I've got afternoon practice tomorrow." 

Watching as the very man now smirks turning his attention over to you with that devil in his eyes he leans in ever so slightly but not enough for you to reach and says.

"You'll have to try harder than that." And goes back to cooking.

Mouth agape stepping back relinquishing your arms from his fine ass body and plopping yourself onto the sofa utterly flabberghasted at his devilish comment.

If only there was a way to get back at him.

And there is.

Gasping as the wind quite literally pushes out of you, soft cushioning white sheets muffle your screams feeling the strong caress of your arched back smack harshly against him his spread out calloused fingers push your curved back deeply into the sheets. Why is this happening? How did he get control? Why is this such a turn on? Fleeting thoughts smither away into dust as another hard smack leaves a red handprint on your high tooshie.

Your plan had backfired.

Men are visual creatures so sexualluy arousing them isn't hard when you have array of outfits to set off his sexual desires, light fondling and groping goes along way in a man's mind especially one being deprived of touching you back. You had originally planned for him to beg for you like last time but you guessed not to underestimate a man that tends not to do things twice the same. And one that has learnt to have a high tolerance no thanks to yourself, so as he shoves his raw dick deeply into your vagina not giving any time for you to get used to it you know you cut all sense of reason from him.

You might have broken him or vice versa knowing full well that it's going to be hard to work tomorrow. That wheelchair looks nice.

"What's this, why have you gone all quiet?" Leaning against you, chest to back forcing you to look at him with teary eyes and completely gone to lustland he squeezes his grip around your neck earning him a groan from you.

"Let out that pretty little voice of yours you cumslut, I thought you loved my dick. Now scream." His demon voice leaks out his grip on your skin tightens as you unwilling and unconsciously tighten up on him. 

The pressing of the buttons and the knotting in your stomach squealing like some scared little piggy you rake up your free limbs limp as they are you quiver gushing out onto him.

Laying flatly on your stomach heaving from such an event still feeling the hot twitches of his rocket 9000 reaching its own peak. His strong arms plant themselves flatly on either side of your head before he lastly thrusts deeply into you, your soft but marked cheeks cushion some of the blow from his hips.

Gasping still as he slowly pulls out the pools of white sticky mess seeps out of you like overfilled cream.

You learn something knew about the both of you; you both like to dominate and be dominated.

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