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It was around 6:30 A.M when an earsplitting clap of thunder jolted you awake from your sleep. A clap so loud, you felt a pit in your stomach and a rush of adrenaline straight to your head that had you take a few deep breaths in order you regulate yourself again. You swear under your breath before reaching for your phone to take a look at the time. Way earlier than you would ever voluntarily be awake. But as the thunderclaps remained persistent, you knew you couldn't fall asleep again on your own.
You desperately look over to your boyfriend, and to no avail, you find him in a deep slumber, completely unmoved by the weather outside. You take your time to admire him in his non-irritating state. His pale skin flushed pink, he's a very hot sleeper. His white hair lightly feathered across his forehead and framed his handsome face. His long and light lashes lay against his cheeks. He was just so beautiful to stare at.
You lean over and push his hair out of the way and pepper kisses all over his face before getting up to head to the kitchen. You find an ice-cold bottle of water in the fridge, just what you needed after sleeping next to your space heater boyfriend accompanied by the stuffiness of the bedroom.
As you take a few hefty gulps, you stare out of the wall of windows in the high rise, watching and listening to the rain cascade the glass. The morning sky has brightened, though the storm has dimmed it to a calming gray. You indulge in it for just a few seconds before you turn your face up. It's peaceful. Way too peaceful.
“Satoru..” You sing through the apartment, making your way back to the bedroom. You intended to softly wake him to keep you company so early.
“Sato—” You're stopped in your tracks as you open the door. You stand there in the frame for a few seconds to process the sight in front of you. Satoru laid there, uncovered and shirtless, flipped on his back and his arms behind his head. He was still sleeping. Yet, you couldn't help but notice the not-so-little friend pitching a tent in his plaid pajama pants.
A devilish grin spreads across your face while you enter the room, shutting the door behind you. You prance to the edge of the bed that hasn't been taken over by your large man and take a good luck at him up and down. He's so sexy, and the light peeking in from the windows pronounced each carve of him just right. You lick your lips and scoot closer to him, about to fully wake him before a devious thought pops into your mind.
What would really drive him crazy?
Without any more thought, you cross your legs over one of his, and balance yourself with your hands before touching his hardened length with your foot. This was way out of the usual for you, and a little awkward. The only thing that kept you going was the immediate reaction, a twitch from his dick.
You kept going up and down around the cloth, adding another layer of friction. Admittedly, this was turning you on. The soft and consistent movement getting jerks and twitches in response. You bite your lip when you bring your toes around his head, and then you bring your other foot into action for added pleasure. This would surely get him up.
“Mmh…” Satoru sighs, his voice already desperate and whiney. He turns his head side to side before involuntarily thrusting his hips to match your rhythm. “Oh my..”
“Good morning, baby..” You coo softly with a smirk, not once stopping your motions.
He hitches his breath, fluttering his eyes open. He's clearly disoriented, but the immediate sight of you doing this to him sent him over the moon. He brings a hand to your foot, pressing it harder against his dick for more pressure while he thrusts. He throws his head back in absolute ecstasy, his cheeks now flushed red and his heart rate soaring.
Satoru didn't ask any questions, so it was clear this is something he wants. He lets out breathy moans and whimpers of your name as his neediness grows stronger. You run your hands up and down his chest and stomach whilst he basically begins doing all of the work for you. Your foot now encased in his large hand, it felt almost immovable by how strong he was and how much he wanted this.
“Oh fuck baby,” He whines, his body growing hotter and his thrusts becoming unsteady. “What are you doing to me?” Satoru barely manages to say it through a gulp. You could tell he was inching closer to a climax.
“Oh nothing,” you say innocuously, snatching your foot back in his moment of weakness. “Just wanted to wake you up.” You pull away from him, getting up to go to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
This left Satoru dumbfounded, his thoughts and emotions stirring from his denial. The frustration nearly made tears well up in his eyes. He drags himself out of bed, adjusting himself before making his way over to you in the bathroom. He presses himself against you, with his hardness firm against your backside.
“Baby girl..,” He whines, pulling you into his embrace and pecking kisses along your neck and shoulders. “Come on baby, you can't leave me like that.”
“Why can't I?” You spit, gazing into his oceanic eyes through the mirror. You could tell how needy he was, and those devilish, dominant thoughts flow through your head again. It was turning you on how pathetic he was getting, and how easy it was to work him up like that. You could still feel him grinding himself onto you, almost as if begging without words. But that wasn't enough for you, you needed to hear it. Needed to see it, and how pathetic of a sight it would be for the man who towers over you and normally dominates you to be on his knees begging for sweet release.
“But you—”
“Beg.”
That one word nearly made Satoru jump. He looks up at you through the mirror with a glimmer of confusion in his eyes. “Are you not in the mood? Don't be ridiculous..”
“Beg,” You grin. “Then I’ll give you what you want. If not, I'll just go about my day.”
In that instant, a switch turned on. Satoru turns you to him and immediately drops to his knees, pulling you to him by the back of your thighs, his hands resting at the cuff of your ass. He squeezes his face to your abdomen, nothing but one of his shirts on you creating the barrier between your skin. He takes a second to collect himself as a wave of embarrassment flushes over him. But unexpectedly, this is right where he wants to be.
“Please baby…It's all I want right now. Please.” His dreamy eyes stare up at you. This kind of desperation was real, but it still wasn't enough.
“Please what? What do you want from me? Beg harder.” You say, almost cruelly.
“Please..,” He stops to think. Silence and his heavy breathing fills the room. “Please. Please! Please make me cum, Mommy. I’m begging you! I’ll be so good for you, I’ll do whatever you want.”
You don't respond, just stare. But his pleas very much have an effect on you. It took everything in you not to curl your mouth into a smirk.
“Please, Mommy, I’ll be such a good boy. I’m begging! Please..Please..” He begins to lift your shirt and leave kisses on your stomach and down to your thighs. “I’m so turned on..You're so sexy my baby please..I’ll make you feel so good..”
You grab him by his hair to make him look directly into your eyes. It's very uncommon for Satoru to feel shaken, but when you look at him now, he nervously averts his gaze. Maybe it's because it's rare to see this side of you, or it could be he's fueled with embarrassment. He presses his lips together before letting out a final plea.
“You’ll make me feel good? Get to work, then.” You peel him off of you by his white strands to pull down your panties. You back back onto the counter and spread your legs, revealing your wet and swollen folds. The cold air touching you and Satoru staring and basically drooling in front of you makes you throb. You brace yourself when he brings himself closer to you, planting kisses along the inside of your thighs. He's on his hands and knees crawling toward you, and you feel the fire in your stomach stoke even before he gently runs his tongue between your slippery lips.
Satoru continuously leaves a few teasing licks to your clit, and you just couldn't take it. You once again grab a fist full of hair and pull him away.
“Stop fucking teasing, do your job!” You sternly assert before mashing his face into your pussy, covering him in your stickiness. He immediately gets back to work, though he peers up at you with a saddened glaze over his eyes. He isn't sad at all, he feels belittled. But he couldn't even hide how much harder he is than before.
Satoru moans into your cunt, his lips puckered and sucking on your clit. He occasionally finds his tongue slipping down to your throbbing hole, where he thoroughly inserts to lap your wetness back up to your clit. It felt like heaven when he slowly turned his head side to side while suctioned to you, as if trying to eat you alive. He stops for just a second, quick enough to admire the mess his spit and your wetness made together, and quick enough for you not to scorn him for stopping. How pitiful.
“My God, Mommy…” He groans, his voice stifled by your softness and his cream-covered lips. He dives right back in full force. You toss your head back, hand steady on the back of his head. You lower your leg and point your foot down to his crotch, once again beginning your delicate stroking motions along his dick. Just as a reward for eating you so good. You accidentally shift the hole of his pants right over his tip to feel warm and sticky precum steadily leaking. Fuck this was so hot. You could barely control yourself.
“Satoru, fuck..!” You moan. You lean back against the mirror, using your other hand to secure your spot on the counter. You feel your heart begin to race as if about to beat out your chest. You arch your back and begin to needily grind against his mouth and nose, feeling your orgasm draw closer to you. The vibration of his moans and grunts from both your pleasure and his make your thighs shake. You feel a zap of electricity zip through your body, and it feels even stronger than any storm happening outside.
“Fuh…Fucking good boy!” You babble through your orgasm, continuing to slide your pussy against his now swollen and pink lips. “You're such a good boy, Satoru..” You pant, pulling him up by his face to bring his perfectly glazed lips to yours. Satoru’s hungry mouth encases yours as he pulls you closer to him by your thighs. His grip on you felt as if he could tear through your skin. The moment was so heated, his skin against yours could cause burns. The cold of the marble countertops was no longer there to bring relief.
Your tongue sloppily licks across his lips and face, tasting a mix of your sweet juices and his spit. You pull away from each other, leaving a string that keeps both of you attached. He dives right back in, and winds his hips in between your thighs. It felt so perfect. Every time he came close you'd feel either the skin of his dick or the fabric of his pants against your soaking pussy. You wrap your arms around his strong, muscular shoulders and look him deep in the eye. You wanted to be in control, but you couldn't even control yourself. You needed your man just as much as he was desperate for you now.
“Baby, can I make you feel good? Please? I feel so desperate and pitiful for needing you as much as I do…” Satoru moans into your ear before licking along your neck and earlobe. “Baby please…I love you so much, I just want to be yours..”
“It’s so sexy how pitiful you sound..” You sigh through a laugh. “You’ve been so good, but tell me how bad you want it.”
“So bad, I’ve been Mommy’s good boy…Plea-”
You cut him off with a slap across his face that left a hot red mark on his cheek and a disdained face. The look on his face almost read as betrayal, before quickly switching to a look of lust and hunger. “You already know that's not good enough. Tell me what you want and how bad you want it.”
“Baby…I would kill to feel that tight, wet pussy wrapped around my hard dick..” He growls into your ear, his voice low and husky. The energy of Satoru has now completely changed. He was now absolutely hopeless when it came to pleasing you. At that moment, it was his only goal in his life. “I want your cream all over my big dick, Mommy…I want to be so deep inside you that I’ll be the only dick you’ll ever remember. I want to be yours. I want you to be mine…Only mine..”
Before you could even utter words of permission, You feel the head of his length slowly slide into you. But you couldn't stop it.You didn't want to.
Your body tenses while it braces you for all of him inside. Every inch felt as if it could break you. He held your legs up to your side, and you lost your own balance. He’s given you no choice but to take it all in, with his grip and strength on your firm. You clumsily bring your hand to his abdomen as a sign to take it slow, but he still persists.
“Satoruuu…!” You strain, eyes clamped shut. He takes your hands in one of his and pins them both to the mirror, using his other arm to hold your legs to your chest. He’s completely split you open at this point, and your tight pussy was stretched around his cock, just as he wished for. He gives you only seconds to adjust, just before pulling himself out and suddenly slamming his cock right back where it was.
“You're so sexy, you know Mommy?,” He breathes through a grin. He begins another sentence with another slam. Your toes curl. “You wanted your good boy’s cock just that bad, huh?” And yet again.
“Just look at how you’ve opened up for me…,” He practically laughs at you. “So pretty baby..I like when you're in control…”
“Fuck you.” You glare up at him through your eyebrows. He's saying these things to you but you’ve never felt more powerless. Your man continues to pound into you, so painfully slow you begin to ache. You grow more and more impatient, becoming an incoherent mess beneath his thrusts. You couldn't make sense even if you tried.
“Aww..” Satoru mocks, pushing his body weight further onto you while he plows. “Where's Mommy now, huh? Not feeling so big when I’m this deep in your pussy, right? Aw, poor baby…”
Your nails begin to dig into his hands while your thighs shake. Satoru was hitting it so good you couldn't even make a snarky remark in return. You couldn't turn the tables anymore. He was in control now.
He finally frees you from his grasp before yanking you to the edge of the counter and lifting you off, still deep inside you. He brings you to the bed and basically tosses you, and grabs ahold of your arm to flip you on your stomach. He grabs your hips and pulls you up to him, making you arch your back.
“You should probably say sorry to me, for being so mean.”
“Fuck. You.” You spit back at him with a malicious glare.
“Hm. That’s fine,” He shrugs off your obscenity. “You’ve had your fun though, it's my turn now!” Satoru gives you a friendly smile right before grabbing your arms and pinning them to your own back. Without warning, he rams himself right back into you. But instead of his slow, grueling thrust, he persists in his motions. Sparing no inch to shove deep inside you.
“Fuck! Satoru!” You let out a strained cry. But he doesn’t care. He impels into you faster than your body can keep up. His big dick hits that button that makes you a complete mess. Tears begin to pool in your eyes, which are rolling up into your head. Drool seeps from your mouth, and you're letting out sounds so embarrassing, but uncontrollable. You begin to cream all over his dick, and he admires just how beautiful it looks to see your tight cunt wrapped around him like it was made for him.
“Say you're fucking sorry.” He grunts and takes a handful of your hair, raising your head to his. Your body is contorted in such an uncomfortable way, but there's nothing you can do. “Say; I’m so sorry, Daddy! I’m sorry for embarrassing you, I’m sorry for denying you, I’m sorry for acting like a fucking brat!”
You could barely even breathe, you felt so good. You take a gulp, and barely manage to get words out. “Da…Daddy I’m sorry! I’m soo…fucking sorry Daddy I didn't mean to! I won't do it again, I'm sorry!” You cry out. He laughs.
“You didn't think I’d let you get away with that, huh? I liked it, though! You're so cute when you try to be mean!” Satoru continues to laugh, leaving spanks hard enough to leave marks on your ass. You shrill, and tears begin to fall. He spreads your ass and a glob of his saliva lands right in between, using that as even more lubricant to drill into you. His warm cock deep within you makes your walls throb. You feel him twitch inside you, he's coming closer.
The room is filled with nothing but the back-and-forth moaning and wetness between the two of you. Though your dominant efforts fell through, you felt nothing but complete with him pounding away at your leaking pussy. You pulsate around his thick cock, bringing him even closer to the edge. He was drilling into you from behind so hard you began to collapse beneath him. His body was fully pressed against yours, to the point where he wasn't even thrusting, he was grinding up into you. His hands were on either side of your head, gripping the sheets for balance to keep going. “Good job, baby girl….You always give daddy what he wants…Just a little longer…” He pants, giving delicate kisses to your shoulder.
You feel his grinding become more sporadic. Satoru's grunts in your ear, and his sweat dripping down your back drive you over the edge. You begin to orgasm wrapped around him. You bury your face into the sheets, cursing to yourself as your body shakes beneath him. You felt electric, and he continues to ride out your orgasm until he's finished with you. “Fuck, daddy!”
“Goddamn…” Satoru whimpers, his dick pulsating inside you. He lays multiple slaps to your ass right as his hot, thick cum releases in your walls.