Tanaka Yuzii

PART 3 POOKIE! if you want a part four, just let me know!
          
          "I-I... I love it!" Words were failing you, only coming out in breathy sighs and whines, hands starting to tremble a bit, making him giggle again when he felt the shaking from your hands gripping his shoulders a bit tighter.
          
          "Now, now, angel. Calm down a bit, 'kay? You're doin' so good for me," He husked against your cheek, slipping his index finger down to trace circles around your entrance while his thumb still worked on your clitoris.
          
          The way you leaned into him and whimpered his name had his cock throbbing, and he couldn't tease you anymore. He slid one of his fingers inside and moaned softly at the tight fit; it was a miracle that something so tight could ever fit the girth he housed in his boxers.
          
          "Pretty girl, you're so tight for me, pretty pussy's suckin' me in, isn't she?" His questions were disgusting, vile, enough to make a man curl away. But to a lust drunk mess sitting in his lap, it was like a prayer.
          
          His fingers curled just the right way, hitting a spongy little spot he knew all too well, making you keen and lean forwards as if you were copying the movements of his slim digit by pure instinct.
          
          "Hehe, look at you! So pretty, baby, why don't you tell me how pretty you are?" His smile was so bright, as if he was a little kid playing a game, but the writhing girl in his lap said otherwise.
          
          Climax was getting close, growing near and feeling dangerously powerful, spots already starting to grow in your vision. But you fought through it to look up at the beautiful man doing this to you, even if he was just a hazy silhouette with black holes where his face should be in your vision.
          
          "Oh, you're getting close, angel, why didn't you tell me?" He asked innocently, slipping a second finger inside as if it didn't have you seeing stars, wearing a curious look. But the hand he kept on your hip grew tighter, an indicator that his innocence wasn't all that sincere.

okay bbg here's part two! lemme know if you want a part three!
          
          
          His hands started to glide up and down, giggling impishly at how soft the skin beneath his fingers felt. He wanted to dig his fingers into the pillowy flesh, bite it and leave marks along the skin, but he couldn't do that; it would hurt, and he never wanted you to be hurt.
          
          "Angel... Loosen up like I told you, 'kay? It's just us, I don't know why you're so worked up," He chuckled, smile sly and lazy, leaning back on the pillows as he gazed up at you threw those pretty lashes.
          
          "Hm... Fine." Your resolve had snapped when his thumbs started to brush along the inside of your thighs, so close to the wetting folds of soft flesh that needed his touch more and more by the second.
          
          He let out a giggle, smiling wider, pressed the tips of his fingers to your soft labia and moving the folds up, "Good girl."
          
          He pressed his thumb to your now exposed clit, the little bundle of nerves lighting a fire in your core and shooting up your spine, making you hunch forward a bit and keen.
          
          "That's it, that's it, pretty girl. Make some noises for me, kay? I wanna hear you, nice and loud." Talking you through it was something he always did, a soft voice in your ear, breath fanning along your cheek with every heated pant that rattled his chest.
          
          Your hips bucked, moaning softly, eyes fluttering before screwing closed as his thumb rubbed those tight circles to your exposed nerve. He bit his lip, hooded gaze glued to your pussy, cheeks flushed pink with longing.
          
          "You like it? Tell me you like it, baby, tell me you want s'more from me," He purred, pressing his lips against your temple in the way he wished he could press to the pretty, wet folds he was prying apart and stroking.
          
          "I-I..." You paused for a shaky breath, a shuttered moan slipping through and making the still air feel moist and hot, "Love it, I love it."
          
          "Hmm, I know. But say it again, louder, right in my ear, angel."

wassup pookie (I wish I could put emoji's because omg I feel bland without them). anyways, I'm not a very good writer, but here we go! and I don't know if you'd like a part two, but I'll do it if you want! also, constructive criticism would be much appreciated.
          
          
          His chest was pressed to your back, warm skin against soft fabric, sleep heavy where you lay in his arms. Akane felt his heart flutter; a funny feeling in his chest, the warmth that spread through him rivaling the heat you put off in the morning.
          
          "Good morning, my darling." His voice was soft, but low in the morning time. The best time to hear his voice, when it was sleepy, not yet high strung as he'd gush over your every breath.
          
          "Good morning," Came your murmur, a whisper in the still air that made his heart freeze for a moment. He wished he could pause the moment, bask in between the second, and just be with you forever. But he'd settle nicely with your weight shifting to sit in his lap, the covers falling off your bodies, though the warmth of the morning sun through the windows kept you nice and warm.
          
          His hands slid to your pillowy thighs; touch so gentle it could be mistaken for an innocent brush of skin, but the slight leer that tugged at his grin when he got a good flash of your panties gave away his true intentions.
          
          His hands grazed further, up and into your shirt, starting to cup your breasts before you even knew what was happening.
          
          "Akane," You warn, but the hands moving to feel his shoulders did nothing but encourage his lustful thoughts and wishes.
          
          "S'okay, baby. I've got you," He purred, pulling down your panties, secretly placing them behind his pillow as a prize, "It's just us, you can let loose a bit. Teru said we need to be there by nine, didn't he? We still got thirty minutes. And that's more than enough time to have you cummin' on my cock, pretty girl"