[ The praise makes Yuji shiver, wiggling a little, breathing out a little noise and lifting his head up to watch Suguru with warmth and tenderness flooding his body. Leaning up, he chases the taste of her mouth, the softness of her skin against his own and, yeah, the brush of her tits against his body. He wants to keep touching her, wants to bury himself against her body, but he resists the urge.
She's perfect, and Yuji adores her, so, so much. ]
Thanks.
[ Wiggling, he gets into position, settling his hips on the pillow and shifting to make himself comfortable, stretching his arms up a little. ]
[ Suguru waits for Yuji to kick off his underwear and appreciates the view. Once he's comfortable, she settles onto her knees in front of Yuji, gently nudging his legs apart so she can scoot closer. ]
Bend your knees up – there you go.
[ She helps guide Yuji into position with his legs spread wide, knees bent, hips tilting forward with the help of the pillow beneath him. ]
Now that's a sight.
[ She hums with appreciation as her palms slide up Yuji's muscular thighs, thumbing the knobs of his hipbones and squeezing around the meat of his ass. ]
[ Yuji wiggles, shifts and moves, kicking his boxers off and letting them drop off and onto the ground. It means that Suguru can move into his space, can settle there and scoot close, and Yuji's eyes are glued to her chest, the beautiful tits there that makes him want to reach out and touch.
He's obsessed with her, the beauty that she has, everything about her, and it's hard to keep himself under control when all he wants is to devour her. ]
Suguru...
[ Blushing, eyes wide, he can feel himself twitch, can feel himself swallow, licking his lips as he watches her with all the adoration and desire he feels; his cock twitches and he squeezes around nothing, breathing out. ]
[ It's impossible to miss the outpouring of adoration that practically beams from Yuji's gaze. That very look swayed so much of Suguru's good sense, his sincerity breaking through Suguru's careful masks and aloof teaching style (or, at least, aloof compared to Gojo). Yuji wriggled past all her protective walls to find a place in her heart.
How can she not adore him in return?
Smiling, she presses a kiss to the top of Yuji's knee. ]
I'm admiring you. I have such a beautiful boy in my bed - why would I rush?
[ But she reaches for the lube, flicking open the cap with the edge of her nail. ]
So impatient, Yuji~
[ Her scolding is more of a purr as she drizzles the lube into the palm of her hand, working it over her fingers – but instead of immediately reaching between Yuji's thighs, she wraps her warm, slick hand around her boy's swollen cock. ]
[ Yuji could spend hours doing anything she wanted, whatever Suguru asked of her. To curl between her legs and eat her out, to nuzzle into her chest and worship her tits, to kiss her until their mouths are sore and bruised... Anything she wanted, everything she wanted, and Yuji would do it.
Because he loves her. He loves her, so, so much.
He's about to say more, but then there's a hand on his cock and all he can do is jerk up a little, his eyes widening and his breathing coming out with a little gasp of noise. ]
Suguru, oh, fuck...
[ He rocks into her touch instantly, grinding a little. ]
[ There's such charm to how responsive and sensitive Yuji is. Suguru has had a decade since her own time in Yuji's shoes, and she's spent her years after graduation exploring people who weren't Satoru. She's racked up experience, skills, and that means she has plenty of points of comparison – and Yuji simply overwrites them all with how deliciously he reacts, how needy he sounds, how he watches her with such intense longing...
Suguru is in no rush, despite Yuji's pouting and pleading. She'll get around to sliding her fingers into him, but for now, she takes the time to stroke Yuji's cock, thoroughly coating him in the lube for a few luscious, smooth pumps. ]
Patience is a virtue, Yuji. And good things come to those who wait~
[ It's a tease, in a way, and Yuji knows it. He knows how much Suguru enjoys teasing him, pushing him to the edge of his sanity and dragging it out until he can't do anything except sink into her touch. She is older, she has more experience, but right now all her attention is focussed on him, on making him feel good and leaving him needy and oversensitive, and he can't complain about that.
Even if he might be a little bit silly and jealous about it, when he thinks too long about it, or he sees the way other people look at the woman that he's fallen in love with.
Shivering a little, he gazes up at Suguru and breathes out, licking his lips. ]
I'm being good. I'm waiting.
[ Even as his body is almost shaking with how much he wants to rock into her. ]
[ The warmth of her smile is full of approval, praise. ]
You are being good.
[ She can't deny it. So instead of remaining completely out of reach, she shrugs down the straps of her bra and lifts herself up on her knees, leaning forward to loom above Yuji, her clean hand propping her overhead and planted in the pillows. Her heavy tits practically spill out of the flimsy lace and hang promisingly in Yuji's face as her hair tumbles over her shoulder in a curtain around them both.
The hand around his cock stills, but she keeps her grip snug, firm. ]
[ Yuji loves that look, that expression, and his eyes flicker wide as he gazes at her longingly. ]
Yeah, yeah...
[ Licking his lips, he watches her. It's impossible to resist the urge to lean up to brush his mouth over her tits, to press little kitten kisses there, to let himself lean into her - because how can he not? She's perfect, she's beautiful, and Yuji groans softly. ]
Okay.
[ Breathless, flushed, Yuji lets his hips rock up and forward, chasing the warm grip of her fingers around his cock, and he groans, a little louder than perhaps he ought to. ]
[ Suguru is more than happy to let Yuji kiss sweetly over her tits rather than swat him away. He's being patient, but patience doesn't have to include avoiding her tits. ]
That's it...
[ She alternates the pressure of her hand, squeezing her fingers into a tighter sleeve every time Yuji's cock peeks through her fist, tensing as he rocks forward and gentling as he slides back. ]
That's my good boy.
[ She lowers onto her elbow, bringing her breasts that much closer to Yuji's mouth. ]
Pull my tits out, baby. Play with them as much as you want, but don't stop moving your hips for me.
[ Being called 'good' makes Yuji moan quietly, his entire body shivering as it rolls through him. Dragging his eyes away from her is impossible, and that's for the best, given the commands that she's laying upon him.
Anything she wants, he thinks, especially when it gets him what he wants.
Careful hands lift to drag her breasts out of the pretty lingerie, and he leans up to press his mouth against the skin, to scrape his teeth over it a little before he reaches a nipple - and there he bites, before he softens it with little licks and a suckle from his mouth.
All the while, his hips continue to move and rock into her hand, eyes closing in bliss. ]
[ Suguru may be exerting control over Yuji, but she's far from immune to the hot, eager attention of his mouth – teeth and tongue and suckling lips. A low moan rises in her throat, approval that she translates into the snug pocket of her hand, slicked with lube that she continues to happily smear around him. She pumps a few more times before loosening her grip, releasing his throbbing dick to the open air. ]
Get your hand on your cock, baby. Touch yourself however you want, but don't come yet.
[ Her messy hand dips lower, slick fingers reaching behind his balls to tease deftly at his waiting hole. She's already introduced him to fingering and prostate play (because how could she not spend an entire day milking this boy's cock until he cried?), but more than three digits will be a new experiment for them. She's no stranger to pegging (men, women, giving, receiving) so she's confident she'll be able to walk Yuji through this.
She's practically salivating at the idea of how gorgeous Yuji will look on her cock. ]
[ Yuji doesn't hesitate - of course he doesn't, not when Suguru is telling him what to do, giving him the commands that he's painfully desperate to follow. He doesn't hesitate to keep pressing a touch of his mouth to her skin, to flick his tongue against the hard press of her nipple, to shiver as he groans into her.
She's perfect, and he loves her, so, so much.
His hand wraps around his own cock, mirroring the way she had been touching him moments before, a slow pull as he shifts to widen his posture. He knows she needs space to get between his legs, needs to be able to get comfortable to slide fingers into him, and he's excited and nervous for what's going to come next.
She's going to fuck him. It's a heady thought.
As soon as he feels her press into him he moans, head thrown back as he shakes for her, unable to hide how he feels even a little. ]
[ Suguru straightens up as her finger presses into Yuji, sitting back on her heels and out of reach so she can focus on what she's doing instead. Knees up and wide, she presses a kiss to his thigh as her attention switches to pressing into Yuji, pausing when her knuckles nudge behind his balls. ]
Such a good boy for me, Yuji...
[ So good that when she slides her finger back, two digits return to spread Yuji that much more, though she's clearly taking her time. Her dark eyes remain fixed on Yuji, glinting with desire and taking in every inch of the handsome teenager spread out in front of her. Her spare hand runs over Yuji's belly, appreciating every line of muscle, every quiver of pleasure she can feel shivering through him.
She loves it. (And maybe she loves him, more than she ever expected herself capable.) ]
[ The way that she makes him feel, the way that he thinks of himself as so special, so remarkable because of her choice to cherish him, to want him, to love him - it makes his heart race in his chest. He has no idea how he could possibly match her, how he could earn her love for the rest of his life, but he will do whatever it takes, he will do anything that she wants.
Yuji is so hers, and he doesn't even know if she recognises it.
Groaning softly, he shivers, rocking down against her fingers, chasing the sensation and the feeling. ]
[ The words float so warmly through the air, sweeter than any of Gojo's desserts. They sit heavily in Suguru's heart, if only because she knows Yuji should be with any number of more appropriate options, but he's here in her bed, instead. And she's too selfish to let him go. ]
I love you too, my good boy...
[ Suguru hums her approval, kissing the top of Yuji's knee as she presses her fingers deep with the eager way he rocks. She lets him squirm, moving with him and scissoring her fingers wider before curling them sharply, pressing up against Yuji's prostate with deadly efficiency. ]
[ It still makes him feel giddy to hear it in return, to be the one that Suguru has chosen to be with, even with the way it makes his entire body flood with glee and excitement. He could spend hours whispering it to her, telling her how much he adores her, wants her, cherishes her, but he thinks she knows.
In moments like this, she definitely knows.
Legs wide, eyes dark, Yuji watches her, nodding with a small smile. ]
Ah... Suguru...
[ Head twisting, just a little, he groans, biting at his lip. ]
[ Her voice is warm and low with affection, syrupy and approving as she stretches Yuji for a third finger, pressing all three digits deep. She lets them sit snugly inside Yuji, coaxing fluttering muscles into accepting her demanding touch. She's trying not to get too ahead of herself, trying to take care of Yuji while she introduces him to something new, but seeing her boy spread out on the bed, smiling and moaning so sweetly for her—
It's too enticing. She wants to reduce him to even more of a messy puddle of mewling pleasure, wants to see him fall apart – but she doesn't want to hurt him. (At least, in the wrong ways.) ]
You're taking three fingers beautifully, baby. Do you like having something inside you like this, hmmm?
[ Pouting a little, he shivers, rocking down against Suguru's fingers, chasing the feeling. Even as he takes more, three fingers buried inside him and demanding that he takes it, he feels himself going breathless. Heels dig into the bed, and he bites the inside of his cheek before he forces himself to relax. ]
Suguru... Suguru....
[ Choking, his cock twitches, hard and leaking against his stomach. ]
[ Suguru knows. Yuji practically broadcasts how badly he wants to be good, and she knows that's a dangerous thing. And yet, she can't help but feed into his desperate desires, all too eager to give him the warm satisfaction of being her good boy.
Fingers meeting Yuji's rocking, Suguru lets Yuji set the pace. Wanton, needy, gorgeous Yuji, a sumptuous feast of pleading boy so eager to please her. God, if that isn't intoxicating. ]
Do you think you can take more for me? Are you ready for something thicker, Yuji? [ With her free hand, she brings the strap closer, ready and waiting for Suguru to assemble. ]
[ It's hard not to give into all the urges that Suguru lets him feel, lets him drown himself in - to be touched, to be held, to be fucked and left desperate for her. This is the woman he loves, this is the only person who means this much to him, and he wants... He wants more of her.
It feels a little disgusting, how needy he is, but Suguru doesn't seem to mind, does she?
[ Suguru practically broadcasts her pride in Yuji when he so eagerly volunteers for more, that sweet little "please" painfully hot to her. ]
My good, good boy.
[ She leans down to kiss Yuji as her fingers slide draw back, slow and mindful of his comfort slipping free of his slicked hole. The kiss lingers because Suguru can't resist praising him with affection as much as her words before she finally moves away from him. Suguru doesn't go far, still kneeling on the bed as she assembles the strap, fitting the cock she and Yuji selected into its proper ring. Wiggling into the contraption is slightly less elegant as she ditches her panties and replaces them with the secure leather of the harness, and she adjusts the closures, the fake cock settling neatly in place. Suguru returns between Yuji's legs, strap ready to fill her perfect boy. ]
Tell me if it hurts or if you need to stop or slow down, baby.
[ Beneath the sensuality is a stern reminder in Suguru's gaze as she reaches for the lube to slick the toy. ]
I never want to hurt you in the wrong ways.
[ Shifting closer on her knees, Suguru's sticky hand guides the strap into place, blunt head nudging up against Yuji. ]
[ Yuji would've probably let her take him even with a bit less preparation, but he knows Suguru better than that.
For all that she might enjoy pain in the right place, appropriately given, she's not going to do it for no reason, and this is the first time they're doing anything like this together. There's no reason to go out of their way to hurt him when this is supposed to be the start of him enjoying this sort of sex way more than he already does. Another time, she'll be biting and doing whatever else she wants, but...
Eyes glued to her, Yuji can do no more than stare at her in adoration as she gets herself ready, cock in place, her body moving to hover over him once more. It means he can wiggle just a little, shifting his weight to rock his hips, chasing the feeling.
He wants her, more than he can say, and he's nodding so intensely it's likely comical. ]
[ Suguru licks her lips as her eyes are fixed on the persistent wiggling of Yuji's hips, how insistently he tries to press himself onto the toy. Even if she can't physically feel the sensations, the visuals alone make her salivate, make her cunt clench around nothing.
As the blunt head breaches Yuji's slicked and waiting hole, Suguru grips Yuji's waist in both hands, pressing forward and filling him in a steady, slow stroke. When the toy bottoms out, she brings Yuji's thighs around her hips to secure her in place. She reaches out with her clean hand, brushing Yuji's messy pink hair away from his forehead. ]
[ Yuji groans immediately, leaning back and biting his lip, allowing himself this brief moment to feel completely overwhelmed by the pleasure of it. He's had fingers, obviously, and they've played with toys before, they've done things, but it's never been like this. It's never been so satisfying, it's never been so perfectly wonderful, and he flickers his eyes up at her, watching.
Leaning into the touch, tilting his head into Suguru's touch, he laughs softly and smiles, prickled with want, cheeks red. ]
It feels perfect.
[ He presses a soft kiss to the palm of her hand. ]
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She's perfect, and Yuji adores her, so, so much. ]
Thanks.
[ Wiggling, he gets into position, settling his hips on the pillow and shifting to make himself comfortable, stretching his arms up a little. ]
Just tell me what you need me to do.
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[ Suguru waits for Yuji to kick off his underwear and appreciates the view. Once he's comfortable, she settles onto her knees in front of Yuji, gently nudging his legs apart so she can scoot closer. ]
Bend your knees up – there you go.
[ She helps guide Yuji into position with his legs spread wide, knees bent, hips tilting forward with the help of the pillow beneath him. ]
Now that's a sight.
[ She hums with appreciation as her palms slide up Yuji's muscular thighs, thumbing the knobs of his hipbones and squeezing around the meat of his ass. ]
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He's obsessed with her, the beauty that she has, everything about her, and it's hard to keep himself under control when all he wants is to devour her. ]
Suguru...
[ Blushing, eyes wide, he can feel himself twitch, can feel himself swallow, licking his lips as he watches her with all the adoration and desire he feels; his cock twitches and he squeezes around nothing, breathing out. ]
You're just staring...
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How can she not adore him in return?
Smiling, she presses a kiss to the top of Yuji's knee. ]
I'm admiring you. I have such a beautiful boy in my bed - why would I rush?
[ But she reaches for the lube, flicking open the cap with the edge of her nail. ]
So impatient, Yuji~
[ Her scolding is more of a purr as she drizzles the lube into the palm of her hand, working it over her fingers – but instead of immediately reaching between Yuji's thighs, she wraps her warm, slick hand around her boy's swollen cock. ]
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[ Yuji could spend hours doing anything she wanted, whatever Suguru asked of her. To curl between her legs and eat her out, to nuzzle into her chest and worship her tits, to kiss her until their mouths are sore and bruised... Anything she wanted, everything she wanted, and Yuji would do it.
Because he loves her. He loves her, so, so much.
He's about to say more, but then there's a hand on his cock and all he can do is jerk up a little, his eyes widening and his breathing coming out with a little gasp of noise. ]
Suguru, oh, fuck...
[ He rocks into her touch instantly, grinding a little. ]
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Suguru is in no rush, despite Yuji's pouting and pleading. She'll get around to sliding her fingers into him, but for now, she takes the time to stroke Yuji's cock, thoroughly coating him in the lube for a few luscious, smooth pumps. ]
Patience is a virtue, Yuji. And good things come to those who wait~
[ Something something another cliche. ]
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Even if he might be a little bit silly and jealous about it, when he thinks too long about it, or he sees the way other people look at the woman that he's fallen in love with.
Shivering a little, he gazes up at Suguru and breathes out, licking his lips. ]
I'm being good. I'm waiting.
[ Even as his body is almost shaking with how much he wants to rock into her. ]
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You are being good.
[ She can't deny it. So instead of remaining completely out of reach, she shrugs down the straps of her bra and lifts herself up on her knees, leaning forward to loom above Yuji, her clean hand propping her overhead and planted in the pillows. Her heavy tits practically spill out of the flimsy lace and hang promisingly in Yuji's face as her hair tumbles over her shoulder in a curtain around them both.
The hand around his cock stills, but she keeps her grip snug, firm. ]
Now be a good boy and fuck my fist, Yuji.
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Yeah, yeah...
[ Licking his lips, he watches her. It's impossible to resist the urge to lean up to brush his mouth over her tits, to press little kitten kisses there, to let himself lean into her - because how can he not? She's perfect, she's beautiful, and Yuji groans softly. ]
Okay.
[ Breathless, flushed, Yuji lets his hips rock up and forward, chasing the warm grip of her fingers around his cock, and he groans, a little louder than perhaps he ought to. ]
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That's it...
[ She alternates the pressure of her hand, squeezing her fingers into a tighter sleeve every time Yuji's cock peeks through her fist, tensing as he rocks forward and gentling as he slides back. ]
That's my good boy.
[ She lowers onto her elbow, bringing her breasts that much closer to Yuji's mouth. ]
Pull my tits out, baby. Play with them as much as you want, but don't stop moving your hips for me.
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Anything she wants, he thinks, especially when it gets him what he wants.
Careful hands lift to drag her breasts out of the pretty lingerie, and he leans up to press his mouth against the skin, to scrape his teeth over it a little before he reaches a nipple - and there he bites, before he softens it with little licks and a suckle from his mouth.
All the while, his hips continue to move and rock into her hand, eyes closing in bliss. ]
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Get your hand on your cock, baby. Touch yourself however you want, but don't come yet.
[ Her messy hand dips lower, slick fingers reaching behind his balls to tease deftly at his waiting hole. She's already introduced him to fingering and prostate play (because how could she not spend an entire day milking this boy's cock until he cried?), but more than three digits will be a new experiment for them. She's no stranger to pegging (men, women, giving, receiving) so she's confident she'll be able to walk Yuji through this.
She's practically salivating at the idea of how gorgeous Yuji will look on her cock. ]
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She's perfect, and he loves her, so, so much.
His hand wraps around his own cock, mirroring the way she had been touching him moments before, a slow pull as he shifts to widen his posture. He knows she needs space to get between his legs, needs to be able to get comfortable to slide fingers into him, and he's excited and nervous for what's going to come next.
She's going to fuck him. It's a heady thought.
As soon as he feels her press into him he moans, head thrown back as he shakes for her, unable to hide how he feels even a little. ]
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Such a good boy for me, Yuji...
[ So good that when she slides her finger back, two digits return to spread Yuji that much more, though she's clearly taking her time. Her dark eyes remain fixed on Yuji, glinting with desire and taking in every inch of the handsome teenager spread out in front of her. Her spare hand runs over Yuji's belly, appreciating every line of muscle, every quiver of pleasure she can feel shivering through him.
She loves it. (And maybe she loves him, more than she ever expected herself capable.) ]
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[ The way that she makes him feel, the way that he thinks of himself as so special, so remarkable because of her choice to cherish him, to want him, to love him - it makes his heart race in his chest. He has no idea how he could possibly match her, how he could earn her love for the rest of his life, but he will do whatever it takes, he will do anything that she wants.
Yuji is so hers, and he doesn't even know if she recognises it.
Groaning softly, he shivers, rocking down against her fingers, chasing the sensation and the feeling. ]
Love you...
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I love you too, my good boy...
[ Suguru hums her approval, kissing the top of Yuji's knee as she presses her fingers deep with the eager way he rocks. She lets him squirm, moving with him and scissoring her fingers wider before curling them sharply, pressing up against Yuji's prostate with deadly efficiency. ]
That's it, open up, baby...
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In moments like this, she definitely knows.
Legs wide, eyes dark, Yuji watches her, nodding with a small smile. ]
Ah... Suguru...
[ Head twisting, just a little, he groans, biting at his lip. ]
It's too good...
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[ Her voice is warm and low with affection, syrupy and approving as she stretches Yuji for a third finger, pressing all three digits deep. She lets them sit snugly inside Yuji, coaxing fluttering muscles into accepting her demanding touch. She's trying not to get too ahead of herself, trying to take care of Yuji while she introduces him to something new, but seeing her boy spread out on the bed, smiling and moaning so sweetly for her—
It's too enticing. She wants to reduce him to even more of a messy puddle of mewling pleasure, wants to see him fall apart – but she doesn't want to hurt him. (At least, in the wrong ways.) ]
You're taking three fingers beautifully, baby. Do you like having something inside you like this, hmmm?
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[ Pouting a little, he shivers, rocking down against Suguru's fingers, chasing the feeling. Even as he takes more, three fingers buried inside him and demanding that he takes it, he feels himself going breathless. Heels dig into the bed, and he bites the inside of his cheek before he forces himself to relax. ]
Suguru... Suguru....
[ Choking, his cock twitches, hard and leaking against his stomach. ]
I love it. I love your fingers, so much.
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Fingers meeting Yuji's rocking, Suguru lets Yuji set the pace. Wanton, needy, gorgeous Yuji, a sumptuous feast of pleading boy so eager to please her. God, if that isn't intoxicating. ]
Do you think you can take more for me? Are you ready for something thicker, Yuji? [ With her free hand, she brings the strap closer, ready and waiting for Suguru to assemble. ]
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It feels a little disgusting, how needy he is, but Suguru doesn't seem to mind, does she?
Wiggling, he groans. ]
I'm ready. I can take it.
[ Legs widening, he rocks his hips down gently. ]
Please.
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My good, good boy.
[ She leans down to kiss Yuji as her fingers slide draw back, slow and mindful of his comfort slipping free of his slicked hole. The kiss lingers because Suguru can't resist praising him with affection as much as her words before she finally moves away from him. Suguru doesn't go far, still kneeling on the bed as she assembles the strap, fitting the cock she and Yuji selected into its proper ring. Wiggling into the contraption is slightly less elegant as she ditches her panties and replaces them with the secure leather of the harness, and she adjusts the closures, the fake cock settling neatly in place. Suguru returns between Yuji's legs, strap ready to fill her perfect boy. ]
Tell me if it hurts or if you need to stop or slow down, baby.
[ Beneath the sensuality is a stern reminder in Suguru's gaze as she reaches for the lube to slick the toy. ]
I never want to hurt you in the wrong ways.
[ Shifting closer on her knees, Suguru's sticky hand guides the strap into place, blunt head nudging up against Yuji. ]
Ready, Yuji?
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For all that she might enjoy pain in the right place, appropriately given, she's not going to do it for no reason, and this is the first time they're doing anything like this together. There's no reason to go out of their way to hurt him when this is supposed to be the start of him enjoying this sort of sex way more than he already does. Another time, she'll be biting and doing whatever else she wants, but...
Eyes glued to her, Yuji can do no more than stare at her in adoration as she gets herself ready, cock in place, her body moving to hover over him once more. It means he can wiggle just a little, shifting his weight to rock his hips, chasing the feeling.
He wants her, more than he can say, and he's nodding so intensely it's likely comical. ]
I'm so ready.
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[ Suguru licks her lips as her eyes are fixed on the persistent wiggling of Yuji's hips, how insistently he tries to press himself onto the toy. Even if she can't physically feel the sensations, the visuals alone make her salivate, make her cunt clench around nothing.
As the blunt head breaches Yuji's slicked and waiting hole, Suguru grips Yuji's waist in both hands, pressing forward and filling him in a steady, slow stroke. When the toy bottoms out, she brings Yuji's thighs around her hips to secure her in place. She reaches out with her clean hand, brushing Yuji's messy pink hair away from his forehead. ]
How's it feel, baby? Too much?
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Leaning into the touch, tilting his head into Suguru's touch, he laughs softly and smiles, prickled with want, cheeks red. ]
It feels perfect.
[ He presses a soft kiss to the palm of her hand. ]
Love you.
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