Spicy Chapter ( please leave comments on your thoughts )
It didn't matter that she wasn't a very good kisser. She couldn't bring herself to care, either.
Because that's exactly how she felt whenever she touched him, when their tongues met, and her hands grasped his body. Like her skin was burning from the inside, and her mind had been cast into oblivion by a man whose sole mission was to have her submit.
A sudden jolt coursed through her lower body. Her toes curled and her fingers clamped down harder on his hair. Tysone grinned as he broke off their kiss. Saya stared at him with heavy lids. The warm pressure between her thighs continued, making her hips writhe and squirm, seeking for an escape of her own pent up frustration.
His tongue went deeper. Arousal and anticipation heightened. She was so wet. So hot. And she knew he could tell how wet she was as well.
"You ever done this before?" He asked.
Saya let out a breathy huff. "No. Never. This is my first..."
"First what?"
Her cheeks darkened as a soft whimper left her lips. "First time."
He grinned. "Is that so?"
The pink haired girl found it hard to get the words out of her mouth. Even harder was the struggle that came after. She was so fucking aroused, that even talking seemed like an annoyance now.
She'd been caught off guard at the speed at which things were moving, the intensity, the need, the fire. As if a fire had been stoked within her. Her loins burned. Even the man in front of her was burning! Each touch, caress, lick and bite.
"Don't... don't stop..."
She palmed his cheeks, feeling the chisel of his chin under her thumbs. He dove deeper, eating the groan that came out of her throat when his tongue found hers and coaxed her into another searing kiss.
She could taste a hint of blood in his lips—probably an after effect of his recent fight. And she thought it made him all that hotter.
He staggered forward, pushing towards the mattress. They both fell on top of his bed with a dull thud.
"Shit." Tysone rasped. "Saya, I won't be able to hold on much longer. If this is something you're not comfortable with..."
Her breath came in fast. The feel of him between her thighs was just... "Shut up, dumbass." Saya rolled her eyes, biting her lower lip. Her voice was lower, softer. She sounded so much like herself. "It is okay if it's you." And, to punctuate her point, she leaned close enough for his tongue to reach out and lick a wet stripe along her neck.
"Ahnn!"
The curve of Tysone's hard-on pushed against her skirt, between her legs. He'd become painfully erect; her soft, inviting flesh beckoned him closer, made him crave the feel of it against his own body. Saya's scent filled him. The smell of soap and fresh fabric mixed with her natural fragrance. A blend so uniquely Saya... a mixture so arousing to him... that his heart pounded like crazy. She smelled so good, her mouth felt so good against his own.
He kept grinding, dry humping her until the fabric of her panties began to dampen even more.
Saya moaned, soft whimpers left her mouth as he drove against her. She stabbed her nails on his bare back, gliding along the sweat. Had he been another, completely unremarkable and non-evolved man, the force which Saya clawed on would surely leave painful, bloody gauges on the skin.
"Ty... ahnn..." Saya's voice hitched in his ears, her throat constricted by the sheer force of her desire, the need to release, the lust that was so unfamiliar to her. "Please..."
That was all it took for Tysone to go berserk. All this teasing had him on painful edge, but seeing Saya squirming underneath him pushed him past the edge and straight to the abyss. He'd have loved to release straight away, with how aroused he was. But a part of him also enjoyed seeing Saya so desperate, and needy. To see a woman of such caliber and personality to behave like that... fuck, he could get used to it.
He immediately latched onto her neck. A common weak point. Shizuka loved being kissed there. She'd get wet within a second. He dragged his teeth along Saya's throat, licking and biting his way down until her clothes became an annoying hindrance in his path. With a click of his tongue, he grabbed the hems of her shirt and easily tore through them.
Saya barely had time to gasp in surprise, before that very same gasp was cut short when Tysone latched on to one of her nipples with a vengeance.
She shivered and moaned while Tysone's tongue danced circles around her nub of pleasure.
His hand slid under her skirt. The damp, soft cloth of her underwear did little to hide how wet and turned on she truly was.
He palmed her breasts, which while not as ample as Shizuka, were actually very impressive in their own right. Big. Soft. With pink little cherries that hardened under his touch and ministrations. She writhed and squirmed and rolled her head around, but never once did Tysone let go.
The stimulation was too much. His hands were too much.
Her mind went numb.
"Hnnngh—mmm."
She arched her back, crying out his name over and over again. It became a leitmotif in the throes of her upcoming orgasm.
Her eyes widened as Tysone didn't stop to merely tease her with his fingers. What was the point of having a tongue if not to taste?
"Ty-? What... oh... my..."
She shuddered in surprise, and moaned loudly. Her skirt had been pushed aside to give way for his assault. There was nothing that was left between him and Saya's dripping sex. His nose had never smelt something better. Smooth, fair thighs that had never seen a blemish or a pimple. A pure snow white sheet, wet and sweaty.
He stared at her pussy for a while, stunned.
Not his first one, of course.
But there was something particular about being in this situation with what he used to believe, years ago, was a fictional character for fans to lust and lewd over. Now she lay in front of him, panting, and asking for it.
And to be fair, he'd be lying if he didn't say that the idea turned him on beyond what he thought possible.
Tysone hooked a finger onto her panties, sliding them off easily, down her milky smooth and shapely thighs. The cloth clung to her skin as he removed it, due to how utterly drenched they were.
"God, Saya... I didn't think I would have the opportunity to have my head between these legs so soon. Damn." His lips curled. A feral smile. "I'll take my sweet time."
Her cheeks darkened considerably at the words that spilled forth from Tysone's lips. "W-W-What are you..." So lost in her own ecstasy that she hadn't even noticed when his head had gotten down there, his hot breath feathering over her sensitive nethers.
Before she knew it, he'd spread her lower lips apart. He'd spread her. Opened her wide open, for his viewing pleasure.
And then his tongue was there, pushing through and tasting her inner walls and folds.
"Hnnggg—ahn!"
Saya's lips parted in a silent cry. Pleasure was a jolt of lightning that sparked in the space between her legs and up through her chest, stealing all thoughts of breathing. She shivered, gasping at the sensation. His tongue moved, in and out of her. Her eyes shut, and then they snapped back open again.
Tysone was looking up at her, while his nose was pressed against her clitoral area.
"Ooooh!" Her hips rocked and rose up from his bed, thrusting herself towards his mouth, his tongue.
His large hands caught her ass and dragged her close as he devoured her, his tongue stroking up the center of her slit, probing her depths.
Tysone enjoyed the way she arched her spine. He enjoyed every movement she did, every sound that slipped from her lips, and most of all he enjoyed the taste and feel of her against his tongue. The softness of her lips and her tight tunnel. She tasted so good that he could hardly believe it was real.
He sucked on her clit as if he wanted to rip it off, and each time he did, Saya's hips would shake violently. He'd hold her in place with a smirk.
"Oh shit, T-Ty! Yes, yes, don't stop..."
She was bucking without even thinking, riding his tongue. She wailed in delight, unable to keep still. Her entire frame shook uncontrollably as her pleasure built to the breaking point. Tysone moved with her as she thrashed, and didn't pause in his ministrations even for a moment. Instead, he slowly inserted two fingers in, and that was enough to crash her whole world. "Oh...! Ty!"
Author's Note:
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