▬▬ twilight quietness, abysmal fancy

HIS HAIR was drenched as Nanami stepped out of the shower area. His skin glistened under the artificial lights, as his face and hair were adorned with crystal-like speckles coursing like achromatic ivory tears. Wrapping a towel around his waist, covering the essentials, he began doing his nightly routines.

Nanami liked to keep himself looking pleasant and clean, thus his grooming habits became more of a ritual than anything else. He was keeping his nails neat and short. He would shave regularly, keeping those unseen hair trimmed and clean; ergo, he always smelled like expensive shampoo and cologne. He would brush his teeth thrice a day, floss and scrub his tongue at least once a day. Moisturization was also important for him: applying lotion to his body and drinking sufficient water within the day.

Work was quite forgiving that day. He managed to get home early, indulged in a fancy dinner and expensive alcohol, and had time to for himself. Another day of being alive. Although he wasn't anticipating what tomorrow would bring.

After finishing up in the bathroom, he exited and switched off the lights. Nanami grabbed clothes on his wardrobe and wore there them. He walked towards his bed, dropping his body freely on the plush mattress and let himself be comforted to find for his sleep. It was still early for him—nine in the evening—but he was already opting to sleep. Today's mission was light, as he mentioned, tomorrow might be the opposite. Wednesday tomorrow, and he tend to feel exhausted on the day. Halfway to the weekend finish line, he could only sigh; Nanami always had his fair share of despair when he would face another three more days of hard work.

Nanami's eyes fell to his phone buzzing on the table next to the bed. Reaching for it, it was your name that was flashing on the screen. He answered after a few seconds, then put the speakers against his ear.

"Yes?" he greeted in his business-like tone.

There was nothing at first, just silence on the other side of the line . . .

But when he did hear something, he swallowed thickly.

"Nanami . . ." Your voice was out of breath, almost sounding like a sigh when you responded.

The man frowned to himself, only shoving the impure thoughts aside. The way you called his name was familiar—so perfect, so sweet and sultry—and he could already tell what you wanted.

"What is it, Your Highness?" he lowly asked, still his voice basked with calmness and familiarity.

"How was your day?" you greeted, a bit flirty and very casual. You called him because you wanted to hear him, to visualize him even more. At least a little bit more.

"The usual." Nonetheless, he feigned innocence; his thoughts might be wrong. "Do you need something?"

You couldn't find words to reply.

Then, there was a silence.

He heard faint noises from your side next. He focused on it for a moment, whether what he was hearing was real or not.

"Yes," you responded after, almost pleading to his ears. You wanted him, more of him, and it hurt that you couldn't take it anymore. "I need you . . ."

Whimpering. Definitely, it was your voice. Your whimpers, hearing very soft groaning like the ones you let out when you were under him. Nanami's eyebrows furrowed as he ascertained that there were faint pants and squelching noises . . .

What in the hell? Are you . . ?

"You . . ." he trailed, hiding his stutters. "Are you watching something or with someone else?"

"No . . !" You almost protested, sighing against his ear heavily. "I . . . I just want to hear you, that's all."

"You called because you want to hear me, huh?" he said dangerously. "Why?"

"I . . ." you trailed at first before you mustering your shamelessness. "I miss you. I miss all of you . . ."

Nanami had to suppress a chuckle at his poor Highness to hear your desperation for him.

Suddenly, a moan. From you. So raggedly, beautiful in his ears.

"Nanami . . ." You sounded so begging as if in need of release. "Please help me . . ."

It was discernable that Your Highness was in heat. In heat for him. You were thinking of him, and your luscious moans over the phone had spread the heat on his whole body.

"How can I help you, princess?" He kept his voice cool and steady. Nanami would never judge you, for satisfying your basic biological needs; yet, he'd like to tease you for a bit.

"Come see me." You either begged or demanded. "It's been a while, NanaKen . . . Please, I want to feel you again . . ."

Your voice was husky and needy, and he suddenly wanted to prey on that.

"Poor Thine Highness," he cooed in a low, gravelly manner. "Say, do you play with yourself while fucking me in your head?"

Fuck.

He heard you cursing on the line, and he smirked.

His breathy chuckles made your legs tremble even more than you already were now. It was making you dizzy and you were about to explode.

"It's okay, tell me," he urged, whispering, "it'll be our dirty little secret."

You never imagined Nanami to have such a mouth. It surprised you the most that there would be a gorgeous tempter under his stoic facade.

"I did." You decided to bite back, provoking him. "I love how you touched me . . . And I think about it every time."

"Mmnh, of course you do." His voice suddenly felt strained, because he started imagining the night you two intimately shared. "You remember how wet I made you, Your Highness? I bet your panties are soaked with your cum right now."

Of course, your cunt was dripping with your juices already while resting your thumb on your clit as you circled the spot.

And Nanami wasn't even sure if he could keep that act, losing himself more in the thought of your pussy clenching around his cock. He looked down on his crotch area, the pressure was already building on his abdomen. He groaned, feeling it throbbed, twitching inside his undergarments while keeping up that call with you.

"They're so soaked that's why I removed them . . ." You confessed with a sultry voice. "I imagine your big cock inside my mouth and would recall how you moaned for me . . ."

You could still taste the distinct sweet taste of him in your mouth. He also ejaculated about twice as much, and his semen had almost no smell at all—except from a very faint odor, in which you actually liked. His cum was not only acceptable, but very desirable, and you absolutely loved it as your cravings for it intensified in every passing day of not seeing him.

Nanami's breaths started to hitch, and you could feel the tension on the sounds he emitted.

"You're not being a good girl, Your Highness," he groaned, slightly reprimanding.

"But I don't want to be a good girl." You whined, pouting your lips. "I really wish I could feel you right now."

"Aren't you so eager of me?"

"Aren't you to me as well?" You wanted him so badly, and he'd just chuckle at you and your desperation for him. Moreso, you'd be so forlorn if Nanami didn't think the same thing about you.

"I think you already know the answer, Murphy Ryusei-san," he answered, his voice was low and breathy. "You always waltzed in my unit twice now, isn't it normal not to think about you?"

You felt as if every star exploded on your chest. "Will you come to me now?"

"Hmnh, I'm not sure . . . It might depend on how good would you convince me."

He was certainly playing with you, now that he knew that you couldn't survive without his dick for over a week.

"I prepared a lot for you . . ." You slid your left hand from your breasts down to your puffy cunt. Your toes curled upon imagining him touching you sensually like that.

"Really?" Nanami's voice became dangerously low, feeling the temperature on his room rising. "How so?"

You chewed your lower lip, sensing the hot blood coursing throughout your body. "I . . . I bought toys . . ."

"Heh . . ." he snickered while humming. "You do wanted to be a bad girl, don't you?"

"Yes . . ." you whispered, pleading.

"Are you going to be a bad girl for me, Your Highness?"

Your voice got caught on your throat; you couldn't discern if that was a warning or demand.

"Would you come to me if I told you that I'll be a bad girl for you?"

"So desperate," he mused as if to mock you, "is it all for me?"

"Yes . . . All for you."

He hummed, and the texture of his voice was very pleasant to your ears.

"Then," he uttered so lazily as you sensed the wicked grin picturing his face, "why don't you show me just how much you're desperate for me? I might consider coming to see you if you're able to prove it to me."

Your cheeks turned pink. It was crazy, almost making you lose your mind. You initiated to have him with you right now, you didn't expect Nanami to play with it. And damn, you couldn't even stand a chance.

"Do I . . ." you paused as you trailed, "Do I need to open the camera?"

"Go ahead, Thine Highness."

Your whole body twitches hotly at the sound of his endearment to you, and his soft voice echoed inside your chest.

"Okay," you answered quietly as you invited him to a video call. He accepted it, but his camera remained turned off. "You?" you queried.

He chuckled, a very soft one. "This is the part where you have to convince me. No need to see me for now."

You exhaled out whining sounds. He was depriving you, and begging him was the only thing you need to do—in which you were willingly to do. You missed him, you missed his cock, you missed his body pinning you underneath him.

"However," he added, "you need to tell me what you are thinking while pleasuring yourself. Will you do that for me, Your Highness?"

"Yes," you responded and pushed yourself up on the bed.

You grabbed the nearby chair and placed your phone on it.

Facing the camera, you sat down on the bed with a longing and erotic look.

Whilst Nanami got his mind blown away when he sighted how dressed for him. A seductive and elegant transparent lace nightgown with built-in halter bra, the fabric was also sheer that your nipples could be seen through. It had solid mesh lace patchwork chemise and garter belt, you chose them specifically to accentuate your curves. The waist garter belt helped you to hold your sheer stockings that fell midway to your thighs. Like you said, you removed your panties, and you spread your legs in front of the camera for Nanami to see.

You offered him a small smile, "Do you like it?" You spread your knees apart a bit more, making sure he'd get a good look at you.

"Yes, always beautiful, Your Highness." He had to admit, the outfit you picked was a nice set. "What else did you prepare for me?"

You moved on the bed again, turning around to show your ass to the camera. You had kept an anal plug inside you, in an invitation for Nanami to do you there as well.

You heard a chuckle on his side upon seeing your other hole being stretched. "You really have dirty, dirty thoughts about me, huh?"

Pivoting your head to the camera, you flashed him a very tempting look. "Don't you want to fuck me here as well?" you innocently asked as you spread your ass cheeks.

Filthy.

What a filthy fucking girl.

His girl.

"We'll get there."

You smiled enthusiastically and rolled on the bed sideways, your left elbow propped down to support you. While you comfortably displayed yourself to Nanami, you reached something on the side to grab the transparent dildo you had and brought it in front of the camera.

A grin of mischief lined across your face. "It's your size.♡"

A sweet smirk resounded from the speakers. "Then, I'd like to see how you pleasure yourself with it."

With delight, you did it so. You parted your lips, and without breaking the gaze at the camera, you licked the tip of the fake cock. Tongue showing out, you sloppily circled the shape of it. You heard his groan as you kept fluttering your tongue on it. Then you grinned like a devil as it encouraged you more to show off. And so you did again, you moved to slide the toy with your mouth. You tried to swallow it next, going deep as you go, and had it on your throat. You held it in, even if you choked hard on it. Holding it there for a few seconds, you decided to pull it out of your mouth.

You glanced up at the camera, panting over.

"Nanami . . ." you moaned, begging him again. "Don't you want to have your huge cock inside my mouth again?" Tears bubbled on your eyelids, and sucked on it again loudly. You pushed it to your throat, suppressing your gag reflex. Tears slid down your cheeks, you pushed through as you eyed the camera in an attempt to pull Nanami's presence. "Face-fucking me, your thick cum lacing my throat and face . . . For you, all for you."

Nanami was silently watching you through the camera, but you could hear the faint sounds of breathing, so you knew he was still there.

And when you finally got to the base, you squeezed your eyes shut. Your hips were rolling, your cunt clenched against nothing. You wanted something. Him. You wanted him.

You pulled the fake cock out of your mouth as you laid on your back and exposed your neglected, puffy cunt to the camera and showed Nanami what was he missing.

Nanami was fixated on how you slipped two fingers inside your cunt while still loudly sucking on the toy. You began pumping your fingers inside and out of your hole. Your slick coating your fingers and made yourself even wetter, hoping Nanami would long to come over as you fucked yourself.

"Please . . ." you whimpered, spreading your legs even wider to show your pussy to him. "I miss you so much—and fuck, please come to me . . !" You lost count how many times you pleaded him, doing your best put on a show for him. You must be so shameless, so touch-starved that you'd do anything to get him to see you.

You heard Nanami's taunting laughs, eyeing you with interest. "Nice try, Thine Highness, but you need to do better than that."

You almost cried in remonstrance, frustrated as you rolled your hips against your hand. He'd been depriving you, and heat between your legs was growing, and with such futility, you started imagining that your fingers was his dick thrusting inside you.

"Nanami—fuck!" Your pumps went faster and sucked even more greedily on the dildo. "I want you so bad, please! I'll do anything . . ."

"Really?" He was quick to reply, tutting at the desperation you offered. You hummed with redundant nods, willing to do anything and everything for him if it meant he could fill up the empty spot in between your thighs. Or mouth. Or your ass. "You promise?"

"Yes, I promise," you whispered, pausing a bit from touching yourself.

"Such a good girl."

Of course, you were such a good girl and you couldn't say no to his requests.

"Now, fuck yourself with that toy, Your Highness." His voice dripped down like a liquefied sin, so tempting, as if your skin was going to combust. "I want to see how much you can take, would you show me?"

"Yes, NanaKen, I can take you." You sat down properly on the bed. Grabbing the wet dildo, you you placed it on the edge of the bed. You went on top of it, swiping the tip on your slit, positioning it on your hole, then you sank down with loud moans.

Fuck.

You could hear his curses spilling through the speakers, and it made you only want to fuck him more. To ride him, to be bent over.

You let the dildo catch on your cunt, before you began to push it in.

"Holy fuck," you whispered through gritted teeth. Your thighs were shaking, as you began to slowly bounce on the toy inside you. It stretched your hole, and little by little, you could accommodate the toy within your walls. Feeling its thickness and length, you prayed you'd feel the actual stretch of his cock over your toy.

"Look at you," he cooed, "you can now fit the whole thing inside you," he said over the line, his voice was breathy, and yet tense. And you realized that there was a warning on his tone. "You had taken it all like a good slut. . . You must be playing with yourself more often, huh?"

Gotdamn, that had made you inwards clenched more, now that his endearment to you went dirtier.

"It's because–" you moaned loudly, so down bad– "I trained . . ." You moved your free hand to your clit and put circular pressure on it. You were shuddering and sighing, dreaming about bouncing on top of Nanami so hard and deep that you'd feel it in your stomach. "So that when you fuck me, it would be easy for you."

The toy was bottomed inside of you, but you had no idea what was he doing. Was his fisting his cock while watching you? Using lube or spit to make things smoother?

And hell . . !

"I want you. I want you so fucking bad . . !" While you were so full and worked up, you could feel the tension on your stomach resurfacing, your fingers circling your clit continuously. All of the sensations, yet it wasn't the same when Nanami had his cock inside you. "I want to be fucked and used by you, Nanami . . . I want to be filled with your dick and have your fingers in my mouth, or wrap them around my neck." You were panting wildly as you ground on the toy greedily. "I want to feel you cum inside me. I want you to make me a mess and fuck me hard until I can't remember my name."

You heard another sharp intake of air and a "Fuck." his voice was ragged and restrained. Your hips rolled, hoping he could hear the wet sounds coming from you.

You raised up on your knees as if to stand, then yanked yourself down onto the dildo once again. Those hot locus of nerves on your front was rubbed relentlessly on your palm. You angled the way you thrusted forward, navigating the soft textured spot inside you that sent you over the edge.

You moaned and sighed deliciously as you played harder to yourself. By the dirty sounds you made, Nanami was familiar on you sounded when you were about to come, imagining on how your wetness would quiver against his hands, mouth or cock. It slightly frustrated him; it should be his cock that you were riding on. It backfired really quick; he was the one who ordered you to fuck yourself, but it embittered him that he wasn't the one who was making you cum. What was worst that he was a thin line away from bending you on your bed and spanking your creamy ass for making him hard when he didn't want to be, for making him think about your naughty mouth.

You were in the verge of your climax when Nanami decided to be an asshole for wanting you to stop from what you were doing.

Confused from what you heard, you let out hums of whines.

"I told you to stop."

There was an authority to his voice, his low voice seeped grimly into you, making you stopped from what you were doing. You withdrew the toy, gasping at how your pussy ached from it, how empty it felt once again. You heard him groaned on the other end, whilst you couldn't hold back a subtle smile.

Were his walls going to shatter?

Truly, he liked seeing you the way you used and enjoyed your own body, but jealousy slithered inside of him, and he refused to acknowledge that you were hogging all the fun.

"Where are you right now?" With his choked voice and barely controlled breathing, his words came out sounding like a dark threat. A dark, looming threat.

"In my unit . . ."

Next to his, yes.

"You win this time, Your Highness," he said dangerously. "Now, I want you to let me in."

If he wanted to see you, then he must know the password of your door.

"Just seven eights," you answered before he could ask, not able to hide the anticipation with your phrasing.

He mentally took a note of it. Before he hang up the call, he gave you another order. "Now, I want you to wait for me, Your Highness, and have those pretty legs of yours open fucking wide for me."

You felt all shivers throughout your body as he cut the phonecall off.

You asked for him to come for you, practically begging him to fuck you hard, but still, it got you so nervous. You wanted it, how much you daydreamed about it. It nerved you, yet it aroused you so much, and waiting for him to arrive made you almost lose your mind.

It must be his resting hours now, and seducing him wasn't in his bingo list to happen, but you didn't care because your lust was stronger and shameless.

It didn't take long when you heard the lockworks of your door. Then eventually, hearing those footsteps echoing on your matte-finished tiled floor. His steps were loud in that searing silence, making of his presence more evident.

Then you moaned when his image came to light your eyes.

You almost came just by looking at him.

The dim lights of your room emphasized his sharp cheekbones, the shape of his face, and his beautiful nose. You loved how much he took care of himself and always smelled so fresh with his lavender and mint scent. There was such an intensity in his eyes, predatory orbs penetrating through your soul. A small smile quirked his mouth upon seeing you as if taking delight at his naughty prey, whilst you wanted to devour that smile until you were underneath him and be taken in any position. And as always, he was so irresistibly hot and intensely fuckable that you had to behave yourself from going down on him and suck his dick.

Nanami prowled up to you like a lion, like a hungry man coming to a banquet table. You were true to follow his command—keeping your pretty legs opened fucking wide for him. He knelt down on the ends of the bed and centered himself in you. You jolted when you felt his palms slid from your feet to knees.

You breathed hard as you met his intense gaze after touching you initially.

"You're both being a good and bad girl for me," he whispered, his palms continued tracing from your knees to your thighs. And fuck, he always loved the sensation of your silky smooth skin under his touch. He repeated his actions, his eyes were trailing, skating downwards to see the precious jewel on your center. You practically almost came, your juices spilling from your cunt was too obvious not to notice, thus Nanami teased you more. "Now it makes me wonder what I should do to you?"

"Punish me." With a bold and daring look, you asked for it as you reached your hands to him.

Nanami received the message you wanted to relay. And fuck again, you were so hella sexy. Your skin was smooth and he wanted to kiss every part of it. Especially those wrist of yours; he'd like to shower them with his kisses before he would tie a rope on them or put handcuffs on you.

There were things he wanted to do to you, wanting to taste you so badly, and he was hard just thinking about it. Nanami grabbed your wrists, moving closer to you, then pinned your hands above your head, his hard-on pressing on your glorious bare cunt. He stayed on that position, his palms running down from your arms to your shoulders, feeling the full swell of your breasts, to your stomach, the dip of your waist, and the curve on your hips and ass. He repeated the actions with his both hands, climbing up and down to your body. Nanami specifically kneaded your tits, squeezing them gently before clawing his fingers as if to tug your bra down. He was holding himself back, whilst you grew very impatient. You drew in a breath, abruptly thrusting your hips up and meet his clothed dick. You felt his bulge and ground on it hungrily.

Nanami smirked and pressed his groin harder on yours as well. "You see what you do to me?"

There was nothing more delightful knowing that you'd successfully made Nanami horny for you.

"Please . . ." You couldn't take it, you really couldn't, and you were just helplessly grinding yourself against him.

"Yes, I know." He groped your breast fairly hard and it only sent jolts to your pussy. "But I need my Thine Highness to be patient for a little more." Then he sensually traced his fingers upwards, and rested them on your neck. Your neck looked beautiful with his fingers around it, as if it was begging to be choked the way you'd like it or have a leash tied on it. "Punishment first, remember?"

Nanami straightened up, still kneeling under you. He untied the strings of his pajama, curled his fingers around the waistbands of his pajama and boxer briefs, and pulled them down.

His dick sprang free.

It looked so inviting, and he was so fucking hard, so mouthwateringly hard and you couldn't wait to be fucked properly.

Nanami was breathing hard, his blood pounding with excitement as he wrapped his fingers around himself. He was swelling and already leaking in a thought of actually fucking you, as you showed him the cunt you could offer him wholly.

"Fuck," Nanami groaned as he pumped his hand up and down his shaft in front of you.

You watched his raging hard cock closely, and you wailed. How long was he going to torture you? You wanted the ache on your pussy to be filled.

Before your fingers could stroke the middle of your legs, he ordered you, "Look me in the eyes, Your Highness." Your eyes fluttered at him, but you could barely see straight. "You want my cock, don't you?"

"Yes, inside of me, always . . . Please, I'm yours to take, NanaKen . . ." Your holes squelched against nothing, your mind becoming more and more hazy as you whined those words.

On the corner of your eyes, he tightened his grip around his cock, his fat, dark head pushing through his fingers. He was actually fantasizing about your fingers instead. About your pretty pussy, exposed for him and him alone.

Goddamn.

He's going to come.

But fuck it.

Punishment first.

And give her a reminder.

"Such a dirty little whore," he breathed raggedly, now positioning himself against your center. And holy fuck, he almost put himself inside without protection, but good thing he had his brains still intact. "Do you have . . ?"

"Raw." Your toes curled in anticipation. "I have condoms saved, but I want it raw, please."

"Raw?" He traced your inner thigh, quite not believing the words you said as it gave him a painful throb on his cock.

"Yes," you pouted as you pleaded. "I promise I'm clean."

His eyes softened a bit. "Yes, I know you are, my Highness." Then he teased your folds with the head of his member. "But—"

"I took a shot," you reasoned before he could, "and had pills as well."

Such a good girl.

You really did prepare a lot for him.

His Thine Highness would go to such lengths for him. When their little game was done, he would definitely worship you. Worship you with his mouth, with his tongue, and having you coming on him again and again. His Thine Highness deserved it. Yes, after this, he would reward you.

But as for right now . . .

With you, perfect legs freely open for him, literally inches away from being inside you, he took his dick and shoved into you with one rough thrust.

You squealed—a happy one—and you came a little with just one hump.

Your pussy was so wet that his shaft went all the way in.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath as he entered you raw, feeling your vagina clamping him hungrily. As much as he loved to rut in and out of you, he stayed there as he was firmly grinding against your pubic bone. He was stirring your insides gently, and he could feel how your pussy relished the sensation of being filled with his hard cock. You stretched around him and he was snuggly sheathing his entire length inside. "Fuck–" his grip on your thigh tensed– "look at you taking all of me in one thrust."

You couldn't help but marvel at just how hard he was, so stiff, so rigid—it felt so wonderful to be dominated by him.

"You trained?" he crooned, pushing himself further inside. "Allow me to remind you one thing, Your Highness."

He eased out, and slammed himself again into your pussy hole.

You cried happily, and you swore you saw the fucking stars beneath your eyelids.

"It's unfair of you playing with yourself without me."

He rammed his hips on you again, but enough to keep his conscience at bay as he pounded harshly than was purely gentlemanly—just hard and deep, the kind of deep that made you clenched on him harder and his balls slapped against your other hole.

"I should–" Nanami grunted, bucking harder– "be the one loosening and stretching this fucking cunt." He was twitching inside you, he was nothing but a man possessed with the need to fuck. "You must love your toys more than my cock, don't you?"

"No, I—" You wanted to reach for him but he swatted your hands and have them pinned on the bed.

"No?" he repeated. "But this hole says otherwise." He could fit his entire thing in you, very well adjusted to his size.

You moaned at the little and delicious punishment he was giving you. "I just want to give you an easy access . . . That's why."

He chuckled deeply from his throat. "Of course you want me to, but–" he gave one more harsh snap into you, feeling some of his pre-cum spilling inside you– "it should be me who's stretching your pretty cunt like this. Can you even cum with your toys properly? No, right?" Then he rutted his pelvic girdle on yours. "I should be fucking your tight holes; you're all mine to see, Your Highness . . . You're mine to look at, to play with, to taste, and to fuck . . . Then I will fill you lots of my cum, especially if you're being a good girl for me. Do you want that?"

"Y-Yes," you swallowed, eyes fluttering, "I can be a good girl to you, too . . ."

"Uh-huh," he smiled coyly at you, "but didn't you choose to be punished?"

Nanami saw the pout of how your cunt did when he pulled out. You bucked fruitlessly. He grinned at you grimly, satisfied on how he was edging you because it would make you more needy for him.

On the side of the bed, you had set everything. Everything was in place. A selection of toys and lubricants you wanted to do with him that evening—a couple of dildos and a few anal plugs, beads, and probers. You also had collars and leashes for him to use to you. You were never uncomfortable with Nanami, thus you would love to experiment and get dirtier in the best way possible with him. It had been a slow week for you, and you wanted to have a spicier play.

He proceeded sensually roaming his palms on your body, then it stopped on your breast. He tugged the one end of the ribbon of your bra, revealing the front clip of it.

"I know that you're very beautiful with your lingerie, but I want it off, Your Highness."

You only nodded; you wanted to please him as much as possible. If your man wanted it, then you wanted it to. Willingly to undress for him, he slipped off the straps from your arms. He chased his fingers down your thighs, whilst you gasped and jerked underneath him. His finger got to the edge of your lacy stockings and tickled your exposed skin for a bit. After clawing his fingers on the fabric, you helped him yanked them down.

You breathed full of expectations.

Nanami resisted the urge to smiled coyly at you. You, in front of him, all bare skin only with the chemise garter belt on your waist. Your nipples were hard and begging to be sucked and skin so soft that it needed to be covered with his essence.

You were so beautiful, stunning face and body that was a work of art. As he traced your cursed marks, it was as if he was unveiling the mysteries of the universe, and let him transcended in new landscapes containing thousands of pleasures.

He wanted to taste you. He wanted to taste you so badly and was already hard about it. He yearned to taste your little pussy and see how how it opened out when he'd part your folds with his fingers. And damn, the he remembered how your clit got hard and plump when sucking to on it.

Fuck.

He'd like to go down on you and eat you from front to behind.

You were just breathing hard, slightly writing under him, and eyes that were fully dilated and you waited for him.

"Nanami . . ." you called.

That woke him up in his trance.

"Yes," he answered and he reached out to brush your hair. "But there's something we have to talk about first."

You groaned, a flicker of impatience etched on your face. "Now?"

"Mm-hm," he only hummed as he bent down and kissed your jaw down to the crook of your neck. "We should establish rules when we're together."

He had to.

You two needed to.

You stared at him with wide, glossy eyes. "Rules?"

"Our safe word, for one."

You bit your lower lip and an immediate idea erupted from your mind.

"Almond," you said.

"Almond?" You nodded when he repeated. "Almond is it. Your boundaries, then?"

Composing yourself a bit, your expression slightly waned back into a casual, normal look as you rattled a list in your brain. "No third parties, I guess?"

"I wouldn't like to as well." Nanami wanted you for himself alone. Whether it was infatuation or lust, he would fuck the soft slit between your legs until he had fucked away that alarming possessiveness he already felt for you even after such a short time. "What else?"

"Uhm, despite me being immortal, I still obviously can't risk getting pregnant . . . Although I really promise you that I'm clean and in a birth control, I would still respect if you wanted to use protections."

He nodded caressing your cheek next. "I suppose we can do it raw once in a while."

You couldn't hold your smile back; you liked it when Nanami was giving all your needs without any reservations.

"How about your boundaries?" you asked him.

He straightened up, raised his arms up to reach the back of his sweatshirt, and pulled it off.

You bit your lower lip again when a smile was resurfacing. He was so fucking handsome and majestic, and his physique was worth to thirst and hunger for. With that dominating look, you loved it so damn much even though it was making hard for you to breathe.

"I just have two conditions." Then he let his sweatshirt fall on the floor. You swallowed secretly as you waited for him to continue. "First–" he reached for the silky leash beside you– "I want you to be genuinely honest with me."

Not knowing what kind of expression to paint, you gave him either an excited or baffled look.

"Hmm?" you also hummed either hungrily or confusingly.

"I know that you are strong enough, but if ever I'm hurting you or making you uncomfortable, you're free to punch or kick me, or use our safe word."

He had women before, but he always went for tall and strong babes with banging bodies. Nanami was a big man with invigorating needs to fuck hard every once in a while, thus he needed big girls who could take an handle him, not gentle butterflies who would break easily. And you, a petite woman whose height was barely reaching his shoulders.

You could handle him.

He knows.

But still, he respects you.

"I understand," you grinned at him. "The second one?"

He lowered his eyelashes, his authoritative veneer was emerging back. "Whatever happens between us whenever we're alone, won't impact or hinder our work."

"Of course," you replied.

Keep it also professional—very Nanami like.

You stared at him with needs, but your eyes mellowed as you encircled your arms around his neck. "Are we done–" you asked you pulled him closer to you– "with all the talk?"

Nanami grinned at your eagerness, angling his head to a better access to kiss you. "Yes," he replied hoarsely.

As soon as you heard his affirmation, you leaned up and kissed him. It was your first kiss with him after long, long days, thus gentle at first. Eventually getting so eager as you two mindlessly rub against each other's sex.

"But," Nanami rasped. You groaned when he pulled himself from the kiss. "I have to punish you first."

You thought you'd wait again for long, but Nanami slipped the collar around your neck and fastened it a little bit tight. With the leash he picked up, Nanami clipped it on the ring.

Leash secured.

He looped the ends of the leash around his hand, and gave an experimental tug.

You jerked forward a bit, squealing in a surprised manner. Nanami noticed that you seemed to like it; your eyes widening and pupils dilating. He even felt the shiver running from your body, thus it liberated him to pull the leash again. That time, it forced you to sit down. While he moved backwards, he was leading you to your knees. Once he sat on the chair at the foot of the bed, you were crawling toward him, watching the way your tits swung as you moved.

He smirked at you, amused. He was sitting with his legs spread, his pants lowered just enough for his cock to be free.

"On your knees, Your Highness."

You quickly obeyed, kneeling down between his knees. You held back in sucking him right off the bat, wanting to be obedient to him and waited for his next orders.

He yanked the leash up again—harsher than before. Yet you only moaned, already lost with lust at that point.

"Now," he enunciated, his voice was ending with an authoritative growl, "I want you to sit still while you watch what you do to ne."

You eyes practically twinkled and you wanted to drool at the thought of it.

Your cunt throbbed at the sight of pumping himself up and down. The desire to be filled was so palpable that you nearly begged for it.

Nanami still looked so regal as he played himself. All of his muscles were flexing in every move he made as his powerful legs splayed out and his magnificent cock so prominent and proud that was still somehow wet from your slick when he entered you.

Eyes fluttered open, but you could barely see straight. You didn’t know where to look at: his flushed face or his cock. His grip on the leash tightened at the sight of you under him, the tip of his dick only inches away from your face. Just the sight of precum budding on the tip made you come on the spot.

"You like this, don't you?" Nanami laughed, breathless and excited. "My Highness, such a submissive little whore."

You muffled a squeal, rubbing your thighs together just to appease the itch between them.

As Nanami pressed his dick on your lips, he told you almost too drunkenly, "Can you spit for me, Your Highness?"

Your eyes practically gleamed again, and without a beat, you spat on the head of his cock as per his request.

"That's a good girl," he sighed, his fingers spread your saliva all throughout his length, and that obscene image almost made him to faint.

You knew that Nanami was feeling good when blooms of pre-cum were spilling from his hole and used it as a lubricant to jerk himself.

"You're so fucking sexy, do you know that?" He breathed, letting go of the leash only to tangle his his other hand on your hair. He tugged your hair, angling your head up for a kiss. Your mouth was wanting, and your tongue was entangled together with his, it made another throb in his dick. He dug his fingers harder on your scalp as he kissed you even deeper until there was no air left between them.

He continued jacking himself—his cock slick with your spit&as their tongues danced deliciously.

Nanami pulled back again from your lips and said, "Put me in your mouth."

Hypnotized, you didn't waste a second to taste him.

And fuck, he moaned, all he wanted was that pretty mouth of yours on his dick. Holding tight again on the leash, he leaned back to watch the show, watch your tits moved as you sucked him off, on how those glittery eyes gazed up at him that got him even harder. And those fucking lips, it felt like as if an angel was rewarding his cock with a majestic halo.

You were very skillful with your lips and tongue. Up and down you went, then fluttering your tongue and flattening a wide line down his shaft. You were eating him good, feeling each vein until they were embedded with your tongue and memories. Nanami bucked his hip up, to have his cock meet your throat. Then he grabbed your hair with his two fists, thrusting forward for several long seconds, and fucked your throat just like he fucked your pussy—hard and unapologetic; you deserved it for being such a brazen, shameless tease.

He focused on hitting the back of your throat, ramming and grinding his cock deeper . . . Until you felt his thickness pushes up to the hilt entirely. Nanami stilled there for a moment, whilst you gagged cruelly and pleasurably.

Pulling his cock out again, a thick trail of saliva mixed with his cum leaked out of your mouth and heavy strings soaked your breasts.

"More?" he groaned, feeling a little bit dizzy from the sensation.

You nodded nevertheless, your face being smudged with tears and sweat.

He cleared the random hair strands from your face and pulled them back. "Remember that you have the power between us, Your Highness," he breathed out, "to continue or not."

You were aware, but you loved how he was fucking for your face, and you loved how he was deepthroating you.

Whining pleasingly, you opened your mouth wide for him, your tongue showing out.

You wanted him to use you so hard, and he seemed to receive your demands, so he shoved his member back to your mouth.

Holding you place, he stood up, still his dick down your mouth, he dragged you along. You felt your head being pushed backwards and reclined the back of your head on the bed.

He slammed his cock deeper down your throat, and it really, really felt good that you were managing to take all of him.

"Fuck," he cursed and rutted his pelvic bone on your lips. "Look at the bulge I made on your throat . . ." and he laughed cunningly. "Maybe I keep it like this, stretching your throat with my cock. It surprisingly looks better on you, Your Highness, making me want to fuck your lovely mouth even more."

You couldn't do anything. He had manipulated your body, and you were happily to be violated by him.

When he saw that you couldn't breathe, he pulled out. Then put it back, just slipping his erection in and out in a harsh way.

He never planned to rail his own colleague, but soon enough you showed intents of fucking him, he was reminded that a gorgeous and straightforward woman like you also meant to be fucked, and he was going to enjoy every minute doing it with you.

You felt how Nanami shook and groaned in pleasure, and you realize how close he was to cumming already. His balls tightened, but he still never gave mercy to your mouth.

He was whispering encouragements to you, like how good your mouth felt around his cock, and if you kept working hard, he was was willing to reward you. Whether in the holes between your thighs or mouth, he would make sure you'd enjoy every pump of that cock spilling.

He hadn't gotten off for more than a week, and this time, he could show you how much he could fill you.

Wave by wave, you sensed his imminent orgasm. His thick spurts of cum exploded down your tight and hot throat. You swallow as you carefully breathed through your nose.  More of his essence continued to fill your mouth, blinking your tears out, until you were unable on swallowing his load. His semen flowed out of the corners of your mouth. Your gasped for air, cum and saliva was gushing out of your mouth—smearing your skin down to your chest.

You happened to develop a kink of deepthroating Nanami because you loved how he literally cried and whimpered out of pleasure.

After pulling out, he gave you a few seconds to collect your breaths.

"You okay?" he asked while seeing you panted silently, then wiping your the tears on your cheeks.

You gave him a simple but flirty smile and nodded.

He caressed your head next, curling the ends of your hair around his fingers. "Your Highness," he called, his cock having a sudden, painful throb just imagining you.

"Yes?" you answered back, whispering, your gaze at him was unceasing.

"On the bed. Now."

You quickly moved, standing up, and crawled towards the headrest of your bed. It gave Nanami the perfect view of your perfect ass—that firm curve, the soft look as it bounced while you moved, and the heart shape it would form as soon as he fucked you from behind.

You settled on the bed, turning around to face him. Nanami kept his eyes on your face, kicking his pajama and joined you on the bed. In his peripheral vision, the cuffs and chains sparked more of his libido, thus he couldn't help but question you.

"Can I tie you up?"

It almost made you scream in so much joy and you instantly said yes to him.

He timidly smiled, leaning down to brush his lips across your forehead. "Thank you," he then whispered, kissing your lips next. "Remember our safe word, okay?"

Your eyelashes fluttered in a girlish happiness, responding a yes to him.

As you lied in a missionary position, Nanami grabbed the binds and you automatically offered your wrists for him. He had your hands above your head, locked on the bed frame. Nanami had a bondage position on his head: tucking your knees on your chest and binding your ankles above your head, too.

And thank fuck that that position worked because you were pretty fucking flexible.

You mewled, feeling all dirty and sexy as you exposed your everything to Nanami.

He reached for your thighs, caressing you sensually as he wanted to kiss every shudder everytime his touches made contacts on yours.

And then he placed the flat of his palm on your ass, groping and squeezing it hungrily. You seemed to like it, seeing your middle clenched and pulsated upon the touch. He even teased the anal plug inside you and gave it a slight tug and push.

"Nanami," you called, pouting, "please, more, I want you more . . ."

Since you'd been good for him, he couldn't help but wanting to pry more into that idea.

"Your Highness," Nanami called breathlessly, tipping his head down and gave your inner thighs gentle nips and kisses. He fingers continued to dig on your soft flesh as you purred expectantly. "Can I try something?"

"Mmh?" You sounded questioning, but you were willing to abide to every command he proclaimed. Whatever it was, you just wanted the dick.

"I think you like a little pain, too," he said, biting you a little harsher.

Gliding his palm on the swell of your right asscheeks, a cracking sound echoes through your room.

You jerked at the feeling of his hand smacking you, and you moaned and pushed your hip up.

It was sure quite painful, but he immediately smoothed the flat of his hand over the area to soothe the sting of it.

God knew he wanted to hear you moaning in pain and pleasure.

"Ah!" you gasped as another blow landed on the same place where he spanked you.

"How does that feel?" he questioned, continuing to rub the tender, reddish spot.

You looked at him with round eyes, somehow drunkenly, as you replied, "I like it. Please do it again . . ."

He smiled coyly. "That's my girl. You got wetter because of it?"

"Yes, I came a little." You wiggled your reddening ass a little, urging him to  spank you more. "Again, please, NanaKen."

And fuck, you were amazing.

"All for you, Your Highness." He swatted a sharp slap to you left asscheek this time. He let you feel the sting of it, not even smoothening the area.

You cried in a higher note when Nanami slapped your very own pussy, hips flexing forward, clenching tight, seeking more friction.

"Such a whore," he growled, delivering batches of cracks on your ass and cunt. "You liked being spanked that much, huh?"

"Na-Nanami, oh, god—!"

He didn't pause in each slap, and you only squealed at the feeling, your lower body quivering slightly as his handprints blooming crimson on your silky skin. His dick liked that sight, becoming more magnificent as it stiffened so prominent and proud.

"Please, please," you wailed raggedly, "I really need you right now, please take me already . . !"

He could see the evidence of your arousal spilling right from your velvety slit.

It might be enough: punishing and edging you. He should start rewarding you right now. He took a little time staring at you, committing every single curve and fold of you to memory. He had already seen you once, but this time, you had your pussy waxed, revealing all of itself proudly to him. And when he ran his thumbs up your outer lips. You were so fucking soft and silky for him.

Nanami bowed his head where your cunt was, all gloriously being offered to him. He parted your folds with his fingers, his warm breath fanning your sensitive skin.

He stuck out his tongue and took a lick.

You whimpered.

Heavens.

He was getting intoxicated. Looking, smelling, and tasting at your cunt was incredibly arousing, specially with his Highness tied up, your bum up in the air.

"One more," he murmured, "can I have a taste one more?"

"Yes, please," you moaned, quivering. "It's all yours, NanaKen—I'm all yours."

He smiled, coquettish. "All mine–" he kissed your very hole he was about to fuck– "yes, all mine."

Your pussy was the finest and most divine of any woman's he had ever tasted and experienced. When he first ate you, your smell and taste lingered in his tongue and nose for days, and whenever he woke up the next morning, he would be intoxicated by it and be all horny.

Nanami trailed his tongue from your clit down to you folds, down to that pretty slit, then teased your opening inside.

He found it so enjoyable licking your pussy as he could honestly say that he found every inch of your body a turn-on. It was sickeningly amazing to watch how your cunt becoming wetter and wetter the more he licked you. And when he increased the speed, the more it oozed down, flowing everything down, savoring everything like milk and honey.

He loved everything about your cunt. Fuck, he loved your scent and taste. Although his dick was about to explode, he could spend the entire night just going down on you, worshipping you with his tongue and lips, and exalt you even higher.

His tongue was gently stirring your insides, discovering new places that was bringing you more pleasure. You felt his fingers venturing to the plug inside your ass, giving it an experimental tug.

A moan escaped from you.

"Can I take it out?" he asked lowly.

You nodded with humming moans. As he gently pulled the plug out, he began licking around the ass area, then back to your pussy. It aroused him more, especially the kind of smell you emitted.  Your smell . . . You smelled like heaven, like mixed berries soap stuck on your skin, and the delicate and clean female scent that every man hungered for.

He ate you up good, while his arm was looped around your thigh, he was flicking your clit. He couldn't get enough of your juices, and gladly be smeared all over his face.

Nanami held you tighter, worked on you harder, and wringing every last drop of pleasure as you climaxed on his mouth.

As you came down, your body relaxed while panting. But he was nowhere near relaxed; he would just ease his arousal by rubbing his crotch on the bed. He wanted to fuck you right on that position, yet kind of worried that you were getting uncomfortable, thus he removed the locks on your ankles. Once your legs were free, he went to your middle and pressed his weight on you.

He kissed you torridly, tongue swirling against yours, making sure you sucked your own taste off of his mouth.

You tasted so sweet—the combination of your heavenly juices and of your mouth made him hungrier than any man would crave for.

"So fucking sweet," he murmured against yours lips as he settled his length on your stomach, his balls grinding on your slick sex. 

He fancied you.

Yes, he fancies you.

A bit too much.  A worrying amount.

You watched Nanami as he knelt between your legs and took himself in his hand and caressed your entrance with his cock.

You stiffened the moment his bulbous head made a contact. It stretched you open to accommodate him. You felt the ridge around the head slipped past your opening, the he paused there, breathing heavily.

"Your Highness," he called as he leaned down close to your face.

You responded with hums as you peppered his cheek with fluttering kisses.

"I respect you and do care for you," he crooned to your ear, then nuzzling and gently nipping your chin. "Even if I don't show much, I do . . . And I want you to know that."

You nodded, arching underneath him. "Yes, I know," you told him. You wanted to lace your arm around his neck, but you were reminded that your hands were still in binds.

"Good." As soon as he responded, you immediately got that wonderful feeling of his full glorious length tunneling deep inside you with one smooth and strong thrust. You squeezed his cock at the feeling as he literally took your breath away. "Because from now on–" Nanami withdrew his length shortly, yet still poking your slit, and his words carried like a poisonous melody over the throbbing sensation– "I'm going to fuck you as if I don't."

And then he slammed home, with enough force to rattle the windows and knock a few stuff off your bedside tables.

"G-Gah . . !" You choked, eyes rolling backwards, your back arching beneath him.

A series of elicit moans and pants resonated out of you, as at the same time he repeated his movements up and down. Then again and again, steadily gaining speed . . . Not until he momentarily halted his pistoning movements, withdrawing his cock up to your opening, and slamming it back down inside your. Hips were rocking at such a brutal pace, burying up to the hilt inside of you and withdrawing to the tip at the same. It was the first time in forever that you had ever fucked by someone who moved so fast that your ever envisioning his dick’s after images . . . And damn, it felt so fucking AMAZING.

"Yes … Yes, oh fuck yes—!" You couldn't even form thoughts as you only focused on the beautiful feeling of being fucked so good by him, that he knew how to use his cock for fucking you.

"So tight . . !" Nanami rasped as he burrowed his face on your neck. You felt him biting a portion of your skin while he plowed into you. "So good for me . . . So fucking tight and hot."

You let him to take a full control of you, because it felt wonderful to be dominated by him alon.

And then, an orgasm crested out of the blue from you! And was followed almost immediately by another one. Nanami's drive escalated more as he tunneled more inside you, drowning himself with the wanton sensation of your overwhelming arousal.

"God," he moaned and groaned on your ear, then dragging his mouth to yours. "I want to fuck you more and hard, my Highness . . ." His pelvic thrusts intensified, feeling the head of cock teasing your cervix. "Then I want you cumming around my cock . . . Don't you like that?"

"YES!" you only screamed-sobbing, toes curling, hands desperate to have something to hold. The friction between you two had built a crescendo to your moaning as he pounded faster. "Nanami! I'm—!"

He was literally making you lose your breath, your mouth left hangs open, as his cock kept hitting that delicious sweet spot of yours.

"Oh, god . . . Nanami~♡"

You couldn't help it, tears were welling up in your soft eyes as more slutty moans oozed from you. Nanami only moved his eyes to watch your face as his fat and huge member split you apart. You felt very full, being pushed to your limits, getting the sensation that you were taking him way up into your tummy. You also felt so womanly and feminine being so deeply penetrated, and having pride in showing him how you were able to take his entire length. It was beautiful, a teeny bit painful, and you loved showing him how you were made for taking his big cock, how you were made for him to fuck.

"Nanami," you sobbed again, your head flung back in such delicious and delirious feeling.

"You're going to cum?" Nanami nuzzled into your neck and smiled. "I'd love that, but in the meantime . . ." He abruptly pulled out, making you gasped at the empty feeling, and changed positions.

He straddled on your right leg as he raised the left one and put it on his shoulders. With his free hand, he held the base of his cock and slipped it back to your fuckhole.

You melted under him, body relaxing more and more as it grew easier for him to slide in and out of you.

"Your body is just accepting me, damn . . . " Nanami was also drunk from all the creamy feeling of your cunt. It was so good, and he adored you so much that he began kissing your feet and sucking your toes.

"Mmnh . . . ♡"

Holy shit, that felt good.

You fucking liked it. Good thing, you'd prepared everything for him.

Nanami was serious when he wanted to worship and revere you, and you couldn't fathom on how much he was spoiling you with adoration and lust. It was so sexy and erotic . . . And while he was thrusting deep inside your cunt, your stomach engaged, lifting your hips up, and guaranteed Nanami another mind-blowing climax from you.

His cock was hot inside you, feeling the every spasm of your release, burning your pussy as if making you as his. You were relentlessly circling your hips while he stayed inside, and you moaned when you hit a sensitive spot within—your cunt clenching instinctively and clit throbbing.

"Is this the spot?" Nanami particularly hit the spot again as he questioned.

You only stifled a whine and nodded, balling your fists at the sensation. He changed the position again, now spreading your legs wide open and pressed them above your shoulders. Nanami topped you, and you loved how he would stay for a short while after first entering you on that ungodly position, firmly grinding against your pubic bone snuggly and sheathing his entire length.

He began moving even faster shortly, rutting himself inside your tight cunt, his body becoming close to yours in every thrust. Your eyes were shutting as you two listened to the squelch of your pussy around Nanami's cock.

Things become hotter every time Nanami let out stream of filth as he praised you.

"Don't you look so good while I'm top of you, huh? You like my cock fucking you like this? Uh-huh, I think you do."

Deep moans were elicited from you, clamping on him while as he hit the deepest part of you, and your vision going spotty . . . It felt a lot more overwhelming when he kissed you—playing with your tongue—as he messed up with your pussy.

"Damn, you feel incredible," Nanami growled against your lips. "You take me so well, Your Highness . . . And your pussy twitches everytime I hit your womb . . . You're such a good girl, taking all of me."

'NanaKen," you panted helplessly, trying to release yourself from the binds. "Please, I want to touch you. Need it. Let me, please."

"All right," he whispered, then reaching for the binds. He couldn't spare a second looking for the keys, thus with his bare hands, he broke them off, then going back to fucking you.

It made you gasped a little, and quickly wrapping your arms around his neck, while he firmly pressed you down with his strong hands.

"Nanami, fuck—!" you cried, breathless. "I-I'm, ah, mnnhh ~ ♡ There! There, right there~!"

Your fuckhole was throbbing with every downward thrust, and Nanami seemed enraptured by it.

"It feels–" you hugged him even tighter while he left love bites on your neck and shoulder– "so good! More, Nanami . . .Please give me more ~ ♡"

You clenched around even more, getting a lot hungrier for him as if you were trying wring out his seeds right out of him.

And fuck, it only made him want you to ravish even more.

Nanami moved faster again, using you as the leverage to fuck you to the edge in hard strokes. He smirked when you squirmed, feeling it coming, the ecstasy that you could almost taste.

"I just know how much you love being pinned down while hammer your insides, don't you?" He pounded against your sweet spots and his balls were slapping your swollen nether lips. "Look how your insides twisting and churning for my cock."

He just knew . . . He knew the right places to hit to make you go crazy, and he would definitely take advantage of that.

Nanami started playing with your tits, pinching your nipple while the other one was being catered by his skillful mouth. Damn, he made a mental note that next time, he would want to see his cock sliding between those tits and jet his climax all over them and on your face.

Oh, gods  . . . You were so close. Everything inside you burned for it, muscles clenching, toes curling . . . You were feeling him everywhere, and there, right there. Fuck, just a little more and you'd finally cum!

"Fuck, fuck, fuck—!" Your face contorted into a ecstasy, something burning in your guts, something teetering you over the edge. Nanami pinpointed th beautiful spot, held you there by the fast roll of his cock inside you.

You threw your head back as you cummed right there, swallowing all your screams at first, before letting them out dirtily.

Nanami only rested his head on your forehead, watching your erotic face as you came down for him. Having your cute moans and intense sexual pleasure made him more animalistic, and thus he fucked harder next, milking more of those sweet juices out of you.

A series of rough fuck were all it took for you to fall apart. It hadn't been a minute, but he was making you cum again.

"I'm close!" you cried, shuddering, while clawing his back with your nails. "Oh god, oh my god, Nanami—!"

You came again with a shout, your cunt pulsating around his cock.

It was more powerful this time, enough to rot your brains out. You were just mindlessly spasming underneath him as you rid out the waves. Warmth flooded your bloodstream, making your fingers and toes tingled as your slick wetting his cock.

"That's a good girl," the blonde man above you moaned near your ear. "You make me so hard, Your Highness. I love how you came around my cock, and how youre squeezing me so tight. Your pussy was made for me, isn't it?"

"Yes, Nanami, yes~ ♡"

As if you were going to say no.

"I'm about to come, too . . ." His fucking went faster. Short shallow thrusts at first, then shifting  to those really deep ones with his full length. "I'm going to cum a fuckton inside you, okay? So be sure to soak it all up there."

He was so strong and you were left weak against him, taking his cock however the fuck he chose to give it to you as he plowed your little pussy like a fertile field.

His big heavy balls were slapping your ass, telling that knowing he was fully loaded and ready to fill your womb with potent sperm.

You felt his cock getting even harder, seemingly even larger . . .

"Fuck, Your Highness—" He gritted his teeth, taking most of his cock out of your pussy, and suddenly slammed his hips to a sudden stop and pressed you tight against his pelvis. "I'm cumming . . . I'm cumming . . ."

"Yes, yes~ ♡" Your eyes animatedly forming into hearts as you two fucked like animals. "Give me . . . I want you, NanaKen, please let it out as much as you want!"

"Yes, going to fill you good . . . Take all my cum, sweetheart, accept every drop of it."

And then, the moment you wanted so badly.

That final deep thrust.

He groaned out of pleasure as his rock-hard cock gushed a flood of hot cum into your womb.

Fuck!

You loved that feeling that stream of sperm splashing against your cervix.

His cock gave off another throb inside you, then another splash of his cum. That third splash had sent you to another orgasm as you thrashed wantonly on your tousled bed and jade sparks of cursed energy bled out of your body like small fireworks, knocking some books and bottles from your shelf. You felt it all, on how his magnificent cock filling and painting the walls of your pussy. You also loved how he gave at least nine spurts of his cum, and with his length, you got the sensation that you were taking all those sperm right behind your belly button.

Nanami made sure to cum deep inside you, letting you know that you were properly and thoroughly being bred by him, to know how much he could fill you with—in which you  absolutely loved as if your thirsty vagina got watered by his penis and got enlightened at the same time.

After shooting his loads in every crevice of your hole, Nanami was only watching your afterglow of too many orgasms as it made you looked softer, more pliant.

As he still wasn't dislodging himself from you, he claimed your mouth, and you two shared a deep, passionate kiss.

"You good?" he murmured as he parted.

"Mm-hm," you responded with a hum.

He nodded back before pushing himself back up. One hand on your hip, he was slowly pulling out. You echoed with groans, feeling his thick cock dragging against every raw nerve inside you. Your cunt didn't seem to want to let go of him, but when you did, it released him with a sticky pop.

A hot gush of his precious essence followed, flowing thickly down to your asshole and bed.

Nanami watched the masterpiece he made with your fuckhole. He told you that to accept every drop of it, although it couldn't be helped because he came a lot inside you.

You got wetter and messier, after those climax you lost count, now your sheets were stained with your and his cums.

His eyes alighted as he watched your glazed pussy and asshole, highlighting how fucking luscious they were, and nearly blinding him with lust at the same time.

God, he needed you.

He needed those holes so much.

He needed to fuck you until he was done.

Without a word, Nanami grabbed your hips, flipping you, and positioned you on all fours.

The leash and collar were still on you, and he kept a tight grip on it, forcing your upper body to jerk up and choking on it rightly.

"Say–" Nanami reached his lips on your ear, your back pressing against his chiseled body– "we're not done yet, right?"

You were about to say no, but you immediately felt the head of cock on your pussy as he scooped up his cum and shoved it back inside you. ♡ All the way in, slapping one of your ass cheeks as he did.

You shivered lusciously, your knees almost giving up to the beautiful sensation. He felt deeper in that position, and your soul almost ascended from it.

You were so tight, your hot cunt squeezing his whole length, and there were no words to describe how that wet, slippery silky flesh was doing to him; it was rewriting his mind and soul, his life and all.

"Fuck, what fucking slut you are, Thine Highness . . . Do you like being spread open and used this way, huh? Such a whore for tightening up that pussy as if you were begging me to cum inside you again."

You could barely speak, head lolling backward as he fucked you from behind.

"Filthy girl," he only smirked as he held your chin and made you looked at him, and then greedily kissed your lips and tongue. "I want you to cum around me as cum inside you, okay? I also prepared lots for you, Your Highness . . ." He gave you a husky laugh and you only clenched on him more. "I held off masturbating while you were not around, and I'm going to cum all of my pent-up semen into you."

i came back just to spread
horniness 💀

12k words 💀 and this hasn't
covered the smegz i wanna
see/read/layout le criez ;-;

will write more ig and no
one shall faken stop me

iam fleshing out nanamins
chara here ifk . just lemme
do it, bcuz after this i wont
ever write a jjk fanfic again
tbh nanami/jjk is already a
dead ass to me,and im just
dragging my hole here. lets
also be honest , i know you
R all aware how much of a
garbage dis fic has become
but i wont abandon a work
for now... but i did abandon
moots,arts, and other wips
just this year 😃 and im .....
quite unapologetic & dgafff
bc(1) i dnt care abt it/them
(2) they're not as important
as my selfish reasonings (3)
im simply dead inside & rlly
cant feel :) uwu :3 (4) jjk is a
fucking toxic-ass bitch of a
fandom. i hope those toxic
fans (all the knowing and
the unknowing) will never
have their frontal lobes be
developed.latom.amen✨

this is so fuckin ooc and so
forced &im going to keeeL
myself lol

it is zayne of love and deep
space who has been keeping
sane for the past weeks and
HES SO NANAMI-CODED TOO
i just love tired, overworked,
cold and stoic men ✨ and if
delving deep with zayne's
story, it felt like his character
came straight out of this fic 😭
there are scenes (of nanamin
and yn) i wrote that were
so alike with zayne's 🥺
it's like whatever noncanon
canons i have written w nanami
they were being manifested
with zayne. i gotta love my
cardiac surgeon now . who
gives a fuck with nanamin

*ehermm* actually, I do lol
i wanna fuck my blonde sorcerer

— :; handthe;rend ~ ♡⁠ ˖⁠ ⑅