Chaos kept driving into her, the seat creaking under their weight as he slammed upward again and again.
Kashi's moans filled the car, raw and unrestrained, each thrust punching a fresh sound from her throat. "Aah— Chaos— fuck—"
Her hands clutched at his shoulders, nails digging through his shirt while her hips rolled down to meet him. "Fuck— Chaos— " she gasped, voice breaking as he hit that spot inside her over and over. "Right there— don't stop—ah, god— "
Chaos groaned low, hands gripping her ass tighter, spreading her wider so he could bury himself deeper. "Kashi. Let me hear you moan for me. Louder."
Kashi's head fell back against the headrest, mouth open as another cry tore out of her. "Nngh— yes— Chaos— harder—"
The car rocked with every thrust, the air thick with the wet slap of skin and her breathless whimpers.
She clenched around him, pussy fluttering, and he groaned, fucking her harder.
"So fucking wet," he panted, one hand sliding up to wrap around her throat. "Taking my cock like it was made for you."
"Yes, fuck— yes," she moaned, riding him faster, her thighs trembling on either side of his hips. "Feels so good, Chaos, please— haa— "
"Please, I can't take it, I can't— keep going— More— "
Chaos leaned up, biting at her collarbone through her shirt, sucking just hard enough to make her gasp. "Be a good girl, Kashi," he ordered, voice rough. "Come for me again."
Kashi's whole body seized at his command. Her pussy clamped down hard, pulsing around him as she came with a broken, sobbing moan. "Hnnnghh—" Her walls fluttered and squeezed, slick gushing around his shaft, dripping down his balls. She shook in his arms, head dropping forward, forehead pressed to his.
Chaos's grip tightened instantly. Both hands locked around her waist, pulling her flush against him, cock still buried deep inside her twitching pussy. His eyes went cold, icy blue locking onto hers as his voice dropped low and possessive.
"Wildflower." he murmured.
Ah, my head feels heavy, Kashi, I want to ruin you for me so much it hurts.
Chaos stayed locked inside her, holding her tight while her orgasm still rippled through her, his cock throbbing against her walls. Kashi shivered, breath stuttering, the black rose crushed between their bodies on the seat beside them.
Chaos didn't let go. Didn't soften. Just kept her pinned there, eyes still that frozen, claiming stare, while the car idled in the dark and her pussy kept fluttering around him like it agreed.
While she settled back into the seat, still trembling, Chaos yanked her legs up, folding them against her chest and holding them open between them.
Before she could even catch her breath, his head lowered between her thighs.
Kashi's eyes widened.
He's not seriously...
His mouth closed over her.
"Haa— !"
The first stroke of his tongue was slow and deliberate, dragging through her folds, collecting the mess of their combined release. She was still soaked, still sensitive, and the heat of his mouth made her hips jerk hard against his grip.
Fuck— he's tasting himself, he's tasting both of us.
"Chaos— wait don't — nngh..."
Chaos ignored the protest. His tongue pushed inside her, thick and insistent, fucking her with it in short, filthy strokes while his nose pressed against her clit.
The wet sounds were loud in the quiet car.
Kashi's head fell back against the seat, mouth open. "Dios mios... you're insane, ngh"
[My gods]
I can't—he just came inside me and now he's...
Every drag of Chaos tongue sent another jolt through her. She could feel how swollen she still was, how open, the residual throb of her last orgasm making every stroke almost too much. Her fingers flew to his hair, twisting hard, not to pull him away, but to hold him there.
Chaos groaned against her like the taste of her was something he had been starving for. The sound vibrated through her core.
Still so wet for me. Full of me. Looking like this only for me.
He licked higher, sealed his lips around her clit, and sucked.
"Not there, Chaos... ngh It feel so good!" The moan tore out of her, raw and helpless. Her thighs trembled around his head. She couldn't decide if she wanted to close them or open them wider.
I'm going to lose my mind if Chaos keeps doing this. It feels too good, I can't think.
Chaos hummed against her, the vibration shooting straight up her spine, and flicked his tongue in tight, relentless circles. One of her hands stayed buried in his hair, the other slid down, fingers pressing against the back of his head, guiding him harder against her.
"Mmh—aah— Chaos, please— " Kashi moaned louder.
Please what? Stop? Don't stop? I don't even know.
"That's it," he muttered against her, between licks. "Guide me. Show me exactly where you need my mouth, Wildflower. This pussy is mine to ruin. Mine to taste. No one else gets this— no one else ever will."
Her voice broke into another high, broken sound as he sucked harder. "Then don't stop... right there, ngh... don't stop— "
Chaos didn't answer with more words. He just kept eating her like a man possessed, tongue and lips working her open, messy and thorough.
The devotion in it was almost violent— every stroke deliberate, claiming, as if he could brand the shape of his mouth into her.
The way she tastes, the way she shakes, the way she tries to stay quiet and fails. All of it. Mine. Only mine.
Kashi's hips started rolling up to meet his mouth without her permission. Her hand pressed him deeper, fingers tight in his hair, guiding the angle until his tongue was exactly where the pleasure was sharpest. "Chaos— I'm, nngh gonna... "
Chaos sealed his mouth over her clit again and sucked hard, two fingers sliding back into her at the same time, curling against that same devastating spot.
The stretch and the suction together made her vision white out at the edges.
"Chaos!" Kashi shattered with a loud, sobbing cry, thighs clamping around his head as the orgasm tore through her.
Her hand stayed fisted in his hair the whole time, holding him against her while she pulsed around his fingers and against his tongue.
Chaos didn't pull away. He licked her through it, slower now but no less intent, as if he could drink every last tremor from her body.
When he finally lifted his head, his mouth and chin were glistening, eyes almost bright. He looked at her like she was the only thing left in the world that mattered.
"I'm yours," he said, "Every sound. Every shake. Every time you come apart like this, it's mine alone, Kashi. I'll ruin you for anyone else if I have to. I'm fucking Yours"
Chaos smiled.
It was slow and dark and utterly satisfied as he looked at her— flushed, trembling, still trying to catch her breath, completely shattered for him. The sight settled something deep and restless in his chest.
I'm hers. Hers. Fucking hers alone.
His gaze dropped to the black rose still loosely held in her hand, petals slightly crushed from earlier. He leaned in, mouth brushing the soft skin of her chest just above her heart, pressing a lingering kiss there. Then he rested his forehead against the same spot, eyes closed, breathing her in.
The car was quiet except for their uneven breaths and the faint tick of cooling metal. He stayed like that, forehead to her chest, one hand still curled possessively around her thigh, as if the contact alone could keep her tethered to him