MIKO
"fuck, fuck, fuck-"
Wet skin slaps echo in the room above, cries and moans. The smell of sex is prevalent in the romantic room, now turned to its rawest state, everything upturned as I fuck Jude into the soft pillows underneath.
Sweat dripping down my chest and back, as I thrust hard and deep, hips snapping against Jude's, who is now crying, whispering incoherent words, as he drools, slipping away from me.
"Look at me, baby, concentrate on me," I grab his chin, forcing him to open his eyes. I can't let him slip far into the subspace yet. I need him to be aware.
"mmh, m'here."
"colour?"
"No-"he whispers, fingers digging in my shoulders weakly, my thrusts slowing down but going deeper, his body is rocking with every thrust.
"Safe word? Do you remember it, baby?"
"mmh, not yet- no, no, don't want to-"
"You're with me."
