'five Senses Of Them' (sight Taste Smell Touch Sound)

'five senses of them' (sight taste smell touch sound)

♡ kokomi, miko, sara, ayaka, yoimiya. cw fem reader, men and fetishizers dni

this is my first smut & not proofed so pls be nice :)c

kokomi is always gorgeous, but she seems the most beautiful when you have two fingers buried inside her, hands clutching the bedsheets as her long eyelashes flutter. face flushed red, breath coming quick and shallow; every time you curl your fingers, her back arches and her lips part silently.

the only sound she can get out is heaving breaths, she looks so perfect even in this state that you had to be impressed, long, silken hair tangled and legs spread just for you. you want to knot your hand into that hair and pull -- just a bit, just to see her reaction, when everything she does is so elegant and graceful, this is like a dream come true.

you consider wiping away the tears leaking from her eyes as you go faster and faster, pumping in and out of her without any mercy or hesitation, so she can see you properly. you want her to see the person who's turned her from a dignified priestess into a slut for your fingers.

"ah -- ah, i'm almost -- " she manages to get out as you increase the speed, unable to speak and simply drawing in air, thrusting her hips upwards into your hand with the little strength she has left. she's almost there, just a little bit longer and you're more than happy to get her there.

her thighs twitch and her pretty pink lips open in a silent scream, her whole body trembling. as she collapses into your waiting arms, you press a kiss to her forehead, feeling her fluids gush over your hand as you pull out.

"mm... " she mumbles, exhausted after chasing her high for so long, tears rolling down her cheeks. you think to yourself, she looks even prettier than usual with cum leaking from between her thighs, eyes blinking tiredly. "haah... you... "

kokomi, who always kept up appearances no matter what, reduced to a sobbing mess in your bed. all you can do is laugh, swirling your fingers into your mouth, enjoying the taste and then pulling them out with a pop.

"yes, just like that baby," miko sighs, leaning back against the headboard as you suck at her wet cunt. she shakes her bangs out of her eyes and presses her palm against your hair, ready to push your head further between her thighs if needed.

you roll the bud of her clit between your teeth and even if you couldn't hear her delighted sigh, chest heaving, you can feel her physical reaction to it, the liquids pooling faster underneath your tongue, a natural lubricant for your drooling mouth that doesn't even need it.

she reaches up and tugs the fabric of her shirt down, playing with one of her nipples, and swipes her tongue over the top of her mouth. you smile, still buried in her thighs, and nip at her and she bites down so hard on her cheek to stifle a moan that she tastes blood, coppery and metallic.

"my my, i never thought you could -- mmf!" her sly, teasing words are cut off as you circle her opening with the tip of your tongue, pressing her lips together to silence herself. you make it your personal goal to get her to voice her pleasure by the time this is over.

her heavy breaths quicken as you swirl your tongue faster, taking in every inch of her soft folds, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the ceiling. her cunt is so addictive and you never want to stop tasting it, oh god you could drink yourself to death on it. and you need her to know, working so hard to please her so you get it all to yourself.

"yes yes yes," she gasps, bucking her hips up into your waiting lips. "oh, darling, you -- yes oh archons yes -- " and her wetness spills from her, it pools into your eager mouth as she reaches her orgasm, clutching your hair between her tightening fingers.

the taste is delicious, a mix of sweetness and saltiness that you can't get enough of, pressing your tongue against her slit to lap it all up like a cat with milk. you circle her opening, licking for every bit of it and she twitches slightly with every movement.

"a-ah, that's -- " she sucks in a breath, hand hovering over your head. "you've still got energy for more? then, in that case... "

your sara smells like rain and lightning, a warm smoky scent like a storm is about to roll in. you made a point of how much you like it before by burying your face in her neck and taking a deep breath in. but you never knew just how delightful her other scents could be too.

her shampoo is like flowers and melon and you can happily say that you love it as you twine your fingers through her hair and tug her head down, kissing and sucking all along the skin of her throat and chest.

a spark jumps from her fingertip as she palms your chest under your shirt, sending a burst of shivers down your spine. you bite down and savor the feeling of softness underneath your teeth, causing her to gasp. she feels your lips curve into a grin against her skin.

you suck on her collarbone for a moment, and she whines slightly, squirming under you. her hands tighten on your breasts, squeezing in a vaguely pleasant way. "there you go, sweetheart," you hum, "so you like it when i do that?"

"y-yes," she breathes as you lean forward, nipping at her chest. there's a heady intoxicating scent of sweat and arousal and smoke that's just so hot you can barely stop yourself from devouring her. you leave her a bite mark for every trace of that deliciousness, delighting in her writhing under you with her cheeks painted red.

you feel the muscles of her stomach clench as she gets closer and closer, grasping your shoulders with sharp nails, and it's almost funny just how sensitive she is. "please -- please, you -- " she gets out as you reach up, kissing a line down to her breasts, and when you bite down on her nipple you can feel her hips tense underneath.

"go ahead," you whisper, cupping her face in your hand and smothering her in a kiss, tugging on her lower lip, "i wanna hear you, sweetheart."

her breath is warm and sweet on your face as she cries out, falling back onto the bed. even in the midst of her orgasm she smells delectable, you want to press your face into her chest and just lick and suck and bite on her until she's all yours, even if no one can see it underneath her armor she'll know that the tengu warrior was teased to cumming with only your teeth.

"you came with me barely touching you," you smirk, hooking your finger under her chin and forcing her to look up. "you want to go for round two?"

"always," she says, exhausted and struggling to sit up, and you want to ruin her.

she's so fragile and delicate, like a sakura blossom that can be ruined with just one slash. you can feel your darling ayaka trembling under your hands. her long icy blue hair is falling over her back and you have to brush it out of the way to reach her skin. every time you touch her she squeaks.

"you're so sensitive," you whisper, dragging one finger down her spine. you haven't even started touching her yet. "are you always like this, or is it just for me?"

"j-just for you," she whimpers, fingernails scrabbling at the table you have her bent over. "just for you, so please -- haah!" she moans so loudly as you push one finger into her, you think everyone in the manor must have heard, but you can't bring yourself to care.

you lean forward slightly, plunging it in and out with a teasing smile and saying in a quieter tone, "do you like how it feels? do you want me to do more?"

she manages to get out, "y-yess," as her eyes go wide, face flushed and managing to soften her cries just a bit. the feeling of being inside her is so addicting, able to control her pleasure so easily, and she's so cute, so soft and warm and wet as you pump your fingers into her.

you brush your finger over her clit, and her knees buckle, letting out a gasp. you have to hold her up. having this much power is almost intoxicating. "thankyouthankyouthankyou," she sobs, pushing back onto your hand and it's so adorably amateurish.

she's so dainty, you don't want to hurt her. you don't want to break her. but every time she does something like that you fall a little bit more for her and it's so hard to hold yourself back. you want to give her pleasure, so that she knows what it's like to feel good. and it's so easy.

you add one more finger, and when she screams your name, going limp with eyes rolling back in her head, you can feel every bit of the tremors in her slight frame.

even when you're between her thighs, yoimiya never stops talking. you're not complaining of course; she's got such a cute voice, so bubbly and warm and way too hot as she gasps and whines in between words.

"a-an' today me and -- ah! -- me and thoma from the yashiro commission ran into each other at the market s-so we -- haah -- we talked for a little bit and," she breaks off into a moan, thighs tensing.

"what did i say?" you pull back and you can see her fluids dripping from her needy hole. she sobs, struggling to sit up, face flushed. "t-to keep talking, i'm sorry so don't stop i -- " she moans again, even louder as you plunge back in.

her choked squeaks make you smile against her folds, her whole body so hot it almost hurts to touch. your fingers are digging into her plush thighs, soft and full of heat like marshmallows almost. maybe it'll show tomorrow; the thought makes you circle her clit, the idea of tiny red marks on her legs wherever you touched her is so delicious.

"g-go faster," she manages between whimpers, "you feel so nice -- it's -- " you heed her request and speed up, licking over her opening quicker and it only elicits more noises from her, teary mewling and begging you to speed up as she approaches her climax.

she's never silent for a moment, always making sounds like she's in pain but you know it might be the most intense pleasure of her life. "i wanna cum, i wanna," she babbles, fingers tangling in the bedsheets and white knuckled with her desperate grip.

you decide to take pity on her -- no matter how much you love hearing her, it's not fair to keep dragging it on when she's pleading with you to make her cum, and you drag your tongue over her slit, circling it as her voice speeds up, until finally you slip the tip of your tongue into it and you feel her hips twitch.

"please -- " the words are cut off by a long, sobbing whine, back arching as her vision goes white, thighs clenching your head. the sound of her begging voice so arousing it makes you dizzy. "please please yes it feels so good feels so good feels so -- haaah -- !"

Stelle my beloved

visitors in the night

characters: kafka x dom!fem!reader

cw: use of strap, rough sex, mentions of somnophilia, reader might be like a robot or smth idk what’s going on with them

a/n: i have no clue what i was wafflin on about something about story setting i think i had a headache ok idk also sorry for any spelling / grammar / punctuation mistakes. even though reader is not actually gendered they just have a fem body, can be read as wlw, read it if u want to idk.

“kafka.”

you glanced up at the purple-haired woman from the book you were reading in bed, watching silently as she pushes it to the side, sidling into your lap.

she doesn’t speak a word, her body language telling you enough. the silk robe wrapped loosely around her body brushes against your skin, and out of your periphery you can see it falling to the sides of her thighs, exposing the milky white skin to you—surely all to get you to pay attention to her. but you can’t find it in yourself to entertain it, eyes boring into hers as you waited for her to explain the interruption.

kafka pouts when you seem unfazed by her advances, resting her arms around your shoulders and leaning in a little closer, “come on…”

she all but purrs into your ear, pressing her body against yours in yet another attempt to get a reaction out of you. to be perfectly honest, you weren’t expecting this out the her. sure, at one point, you played with and entertained her, thinking it’d be a one time thing and you’d both move on. but the enigmatic woman has come waltzing back to you just one too many times to be ‘just for fun’, clearly making herself at home in your residence. you sighed, this is going to be a long night.

and on your lap, kafka shivers. the thin material of her robe doing nothing to keep her warm from the cold air, and instead relying on the heat from your body. a jarring contrast from the iciness in your expression, the very same disinterest that first drew her in. with excitement beginning to swirl in her lower belly, kafka readjusts herself, loosening the knot that held her robe together and letting it slip lower on her shoulders.

“kafka,” you repeated, your eyes fall to the side as you reluctantly set down the half-read book to finally pay full attention to the woman on your lap. the sound of her name falling from your lips sent shivers down her spine, her back arching just a little.

“did you need something?”

she smiles; lips curling as her eyes scan over your face, tracing the curve of your jawline before finally resting on the neckline of your dress shirt, the top buttons unbuttoned with a clear view of your cleavage.

“don’t be like that, darling. i think we both know what i need from you,” she sounds almost breathless, her voice low as one hand reaches for the button that struggled to hold your blouse together, the soft cotton stretching tight over your chest. with a soft sigh, you put your hand over hers, effectively stopping any attempt to unbutton your top.

“i don’t believe i received any message from you about what you might need?” you tilted your head to the side, sitting up a little straighter as you slowly brought her hand to your lips, giving it a soft kiss before placing it where it was previously—wrapped around your shoulders.

“i’m sorry, should i have scheduled an appointment with you?”

“that would be ideal…” your voice trails off as you wrapped an arm around her waist, gently laying her on the bed as your other hand supported you. kafka smiles up at you, breathing deeply as your head dips down to kiss her neck, your arm wrapped securely around her waist; your slow, steady movements beginning to drive her mad.

“then i’ll have time to prepare,” you whispered, bringing your hand from around her waist to cup her breast, massaging it through the silk robe. you hear a soft sigh from the woman, her chest pushing against your hand as you thumb brushed over her nipple.

your lips traveled down her collarbone, pushing one side of the robe aside as you beginning to kiss around her breast, purposefully avoiding her sensitive bud that you know she likes to be touched. kafka’s breath quickens, feeling her back muscles tensed as you tease around it, her grip on your shirt tightening.

“prepare?” her voice was beginning to sound strained, breathing unevenly as you continued to kiss around her breast, everywhere except where she wants to feel your mouth the most, meanwhile the other side was left neglected and aching. kafka presses her head back into the mattress, her body begging for more but not wanting to push you for it. had it been anyone else, she might have just forced them into what she wants, take over their will to do her bidding. but for reasons unknown, that doesn’t work with you. which then begs the question of why she keeps coming back to you knowing you’d tease her like this. she doesn’t quite want to think about that yet, though, instead focusing on your hand that pushes apart her legs, fingers tracing along her thighs.

“to fuck you, of course.”

—

at this point, kafka wasn’t really sure how long it’s been, her hands gripping the soft sheets as you left get your strap. it actually hasn’t been that long yet, perhaps maybe a half hour had passed since she first sat on your lap. but in her lust-fuelled mind, it felt like hours considering you have yet to fuck her like promised.

instead, you spent the time kissing and caressing her body, massaging her chest and teasing her nipples. and you were so fucking good at that, licking and sucking on her sensitive buds until they felt raw and swollen. and even after you would continue to roll the buds between your fingers, until you drew out soft whimpers from her, shying away from your touch and yet her hips trembled with need.

“finally,” kafka mutters, watching from her spot on the bed as you came back with the toy, her purple eyes following your every move as you slipped it on and secured it in place. just the sight of it aroused her further, anticipating the feeling of your cock buried in her walls already.

her robe was a mess; the lower half pushed to the sides to expose her pretty pussy to you, glistening even in the dim lighting of the room. even so you stopped her from undoing the knot that held it together, “keep it on, i quite like it actually.”

kafka only smiles in response, holding your gaze as you crawled over to her once again, before hooking her legs over your forearms and pushing it up. now in this position, it was much more obvious how wet you’ve got her, pussy oozing with juices as it awaits your cock. her breathing gets heavier again as you continuing to toy with her, her walls clenching and unclenching. your fingers brushed along her entrance and watching as more fluid leaks out her, and an involuntary twitch of her hips.

“come on,” she groans, leaning her head back and wiggling her hips, urging you to do something already. you could only laugh in return, before lining up the tip of the dildo to her hole, and in one swift motion, pushed into her pussy completely.

“ah—!” the yelped that escaped her lips was uncharacteristic, and ‘surprise’ was not an emotion she could relate to, but the feeling of your cock buried fully inside her in one thrust was unexpected. instead she had expected you to take your time, fucking her slow and steady until she can no longer take it.

but now kafka could feel your cock in her belly, pushing against her insides so deeply that she could barely breathe. without even giving her time to adjust to the sudden stretch, you’ve already beginning moving your hips, pushing deep into her with every thrust and making sure your hipbones pressed against her ass every time.

you kept your breathing steady, and your movements sharp, pressing kafka’s thighs down until she was almost folded in half, forming a pretty V-shape as her legs hung limply. to you, it merely felt like a workout, the only pleasure you received from this was watching the woman below you gasp and moan out from your relentless thrusts. watching her normally collected composure crumble, and her eyes roll back with pleasure.

even as kafka started to squirt halfway through, her juices spraying out every time you pulled out, you kept up your brutal pace, pushing back in full force. her body bounced with your thrusts, and every movement caused her sensitive nipples to brush against the silk fabric which only amplified the sensations running through her body.

now, sounds of wet skin slapping against each other, and kafka’s gasps for air filled the room. her hands gripped your arms, nails digging into your skin but you barely noticed it, fully focused on the woman beneath, watching every rise of her chest and every twitch of her hips. you’ve done this enough to know, what her body likes the best.

kafka could barely take a full breath between each of your thrusts, and it didn’t matter how tightly her pussy walls clenched; not when you’re pulling out and forcing it back in like that. pleasure coiled in her lower belly, tightening until it was almost unbearable. she could feel her hips and thighs quivering, the muscles struggling against your grip. in and out and in and out, kafka feels her mind getting dizzier, your cock felt so good inside as her back arches, right on the verge of an orgasm before it all suddenly stops.

in an instant, all sensations was ripped from her and she could no longer feel your warmth. somewhere in her mind, she just barely registers the whine that leaves her throat, body aching for your touch, your cock, once again. so out of it that she doesn’t even notice you flipping her to her front, face buried in the sheets as you lift her hips off the bed. the moans that escaped her lips she can’t even care to muffle; high-pitched and needy when you pull her hips back onto your cock, the lewd sounds echoing through the room.

the orgasm that you had so cruelly ripped from her was quickly building again, this time much faster as the tip of your cock pressed against the swollen bundle of nerves within her with every thrust. pain and pleasure mixed together under your bruising pace, kafka was sure that she’d feel it in the morning, but she cannot complain. after all, this was what she wanted—what she needed from you.

this time, you don’t stop. even as her pussy ached from oversensitivity and the bed below has been completely drenched with her juices, your hips continues to fuck the cock into her. until nothing but shaky breathing could be heard from the woman below you, her body falling limply to the bed as you finally released her hips, imprints of your hands pressed into the milky skin.

—

thankfully, you still remembered the page you left off in the book you were reading, picking it up as you sat back in the spot you were in previously. having now showered and cleaned up, you were ready to resume your peaceful reading.

on the other side of the bed, kafka was still in the same position you had left her in. whether she had fallen asleep or passed out, you didn’t really care to know. and you could still see her body twitching occasionally; surely an after effect of your actions. well, it didn’t matter. you would finish your reading and go to sleep, and in the morning when you awoke again, she would already be gone.

—

when kafka awoke, the room was dark and you had long since fallen asleep. her body felt stiff and sore after what you did, but ultimately she can say gave her exactly what she needed. that you fucked her until she passed out was amazing in itself, but leaving her like that and going to sleep yourself was clinical. the coldness and disinterest from you that she can’t get enough of, her pussy throbbed as she observed your sleeping body, how easy it would be to use you to get off right now, rip off the damned clothes that hid your body from her hungry eyes.

instead she reels herself in; there was work to be done. biting down on her bottom lip, she drags her spent body off the bed, only now realising the huge stains left on the sheets. she assumes embarrassment is what she should be feeling now, but instead she finds a pen and some paper.

i’ll pay for the sheets. my apologies, you were just too good. ♡

as she leaves your residence, kafka pulls out her phone. thinking back to your words earlier, she smiles as she drafts a message scheduled to be sent to you.

‘i’ll be coming over again tomorrow night. don’t say i didn’t schedule an appointment with you.’

CONGRATS SALEM!! you know i had to hop on the event so could i request a short fluffy komaeda x reader on a picnic date?? thank you so much <33

TY JACKIE!! Short fluffy drabble is short and fluffy. Hope you enjoy! <3

“What are you so nervous about? Everything looks great!”

Nagito only hums, the sound indicating his disagreement. His gaze is not on the array of fruits and pastries in front of you both, prepared in advance for this afternoon specifically. Instead, he stares up at the sky in distrust. “Should be coming any minute now.”

You know what he’s implying—rain, storms, something. Your boyfriend has this nasty luck cycle that follows him around, and he’s expecting the bad side of it to show up while you’re on your picnic date. Despite both the weather reports and your reassurances, Nagito has decided that it’s only a matter of time.

“Ko. It’s sunny and clear. Even if it wasn’t, we brought umbrellas for a reason. You can relax.”

Working his lip between his teeth, he finally looks back at you, and you see more anxiety in his wide pale eyes than you’ve ever seen before. “But… if someone like me has been lucky enough to go out with someone as wonderful as you, then the consequences should be coming shortly, right? We should… We should just—”

With a roll of your eyes, you push one of the cut strawberries against his lips, effectively shutting him up. “No chance of rain. Not a cloud in sight. Hell, there’s pretty much no one around to initiate any sort of shenanigans. What does that mean? You tell me.”

Nagito ponders this for a moment, sitting there with the chilled fruit pressed against his mouth, before he hesitantly takes a bite of it. After he swallows, he relents, “Nothing’s going to go wrong, then?”

“I dunno about nothing,” you laugh. “That’s just life. But at least nothing major will happen. So you can relax, sweetheart. Just breathe, and… enjoy the view. Isn’t the lake gorgeous today?”

At the nod of your head in indication, he turns to the still water only a few meters away from you both. The sun hits it at just the right angle that it shimmers and sparkles, and the remaining water spray in the air from birds’ presences catches the light in a faint rainbow of color.

Tension seeps out of his body almost immediately, and a smile finally pulls at his lips. “It’s perfect.”

Nagito’s hand finds yours and squeezes, and you squeeze back.

Perfect.

this is how they flirt

Hello! This is something I mentioned that I will eventually write, so I hope you like it and enjoy! :D <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, oral sex, mentions of vaginal fingering, mentions of praise, mentions of edging, mentions of overstimulation, mentions of marking (biting, hickeys), mentions of body worship, mentions of tying up, mentions of pussy slapping, and I think that's it, if I forgot anything please let me know! :) 

Characters: Kafka, Serval, Natasha, Himeko 

...finally finished this, it was sitting in my documents for months now..jesus. Anyways, let me know if you want any other characters included in the future! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Pussy Eating || HSR women x Reader

Kafka

As "sadistic" and as unreachable as she may seem, she is a very giving lover. Pure hedonism. She loves and finds immense enjoyment and pleasure in pleasuring you. Kafka is the type of person who will make very personal, sweet nickname just for you and by the tone of her voice, you will know exactly when she wants it. She has a very specific, seductive and needy tone she uses when she looks forward to pleasuring you, if you are up to it as well. Kafka isn't into public sex because she really wants to take her time with you and indulge in pleasure as long as possible. If you are up for it as well, she will greet your mutual desire with a smirk and little praise before she starts slowly taking your panties off.

Kafka would gently roll them down your legs, the look in her eyes would tell you everything you need to know. The way she looks at you is like you are art, her gaze alone deeply admiring every part of your body. She would gently drag her fingertips over your thighs, down your knee and lower, brushing her fingertips over your calves. That all before she positions herself between your legs, using her hands and spreading your thighs away as her head gently tilts to the side, her gaze this time admiring your pussy. She would dimly brush her fingertips over your inner lips, little laugh escaping her throat when she realizes how wet you are.

She would start very slowly and very gently kissing your outer lips, your crotch, a little bit of your thighs and reverse the process - thighs, crotch, outer lips. You can see her enjoyment and how much she loves doing it. She would gently insert one of her fingers, curling it up and moving it in and out of your needy cunt, very slowly while watching herself doing it - almost hypnotized by how well you respond to her, not paying much attention to your face at the moment. Once you start letting out mellow whimpers and she could feel you tightening around her one finger, another chuckle will escape her throat before she adds another one, this time going a bit faster. Her other hand would rest on your thigh, making sure you are spreaded for her. Once your whimpers start to turn into moans or whines, she will move herself up, fingers still stimulating your sensitive spot, and start kissing you.

She would make sure you feel her tongue well, almost hinting to you what she can do to your desperate clit, only if you ask nicely. Once she sees overwhelming desperation in your eyes, she will leave a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose, going back to her previous position. Her fingers will hold still inside you for a moment, right when she gives your clit a sweet kitten lick with the tip of her tongue. Once she feels your cunt quickly flexing around her still fingers, only from bare touch, it will make her eager to see how long she can do it before you beg her for more. Therefore, she will keep on giving you kitten licks with small breaks in between, as she eventually starts moving her fingers, however very slowly, building your orgasm more and more with each little thing she does to you. Once you start begging her or start showing any sort of dissatisfaction with her pace, she will just smile to you, swiftly pressing her lips around your clit and start sucking gently, while her fingers speed up inside of you. She might break contact with your clit for a second, just to tell you to cum for her now, since you were so needy.

Once you do, firstly, she will make sure the rest of your body is kissed, licked and left in gentle bites before going down on you again. If you try to stop her or return the favor, she will simply explain how, since you were so eager to cum, she will make sure you do. As many times as possible. She will make you cum again and again and again, using only her tongue, first time she mellowly circling over your swollen clit, then next time she will only move it up and down with a few circular motions, using only the bare tip of her tongue, then flat of it - you name it, she will make you cum in many different ways. Kafka loves tying you up during it, too - either with ropes, handcuffs or...her own strings. She will leave you in complete bliss and exhaustion by the end of her loving session(s) with you.

Serval

Similarly to Kafka, she as well enjoys pleasuring you to the point where it could be considered extreme hedonism. Difference is though, Serval tends to be more intense. She is very open and loves teasing you all day about the way you look at her or how you have a certain look in your eyes and how she would love to be able to provide you pleasure in the moment, but she unfortunately can't, so she would remind you to be patient.

She will also make it harder for you - gently brushing her fingertips over your thighs and/or sneaking her hand between and softly squeezing one of them. She will also put her hand on your knee, drawing a little circle on top of it with her thumb, all while behaving like everything is normal. Serval would tease you even further, if you are in public, she would lean in as if she wants to whisper something to you and end up giving a little kitten lick to the shell of your ear, followed by a giggle.

Once the two of you are finally alone and she can have you all for herself, she will push you to the bed and tease how needy you appeared to be all day, but now, you are oddly calm. Or perhaps shying away from her? Whatever it is, she doesn't care. As long as you are consenting, that's all that matters for her to take it further. She will not waste her time, gently kissing your neck, softly biting your earlobe, moving down to your collarbones and chest area, tummy, waist, hips, thighs, pelvic area - placing endless, but quick paced kisses and licks.

Once she finally positions herself between your legs, she will appreciate your pretty cunt for a moment before she begins placing soft kisses all over it. Serval loves how your body trembles, how sensitive you can get and how much you enjoy yourself with her. She will wrap her hands and arms around your thighs, gently squeezing and spreading them when she finally focuses on your clit. Drawing nice, sweet circles on your needy spot, gradually speeding up until she finds a perfect pace she knows that you enjoy the most. Serval enjoys your whimpers, whines and moans; she will encourage you to get louder for her. Once she realizes you are getting closer, she will unwrap one of her hands and insert two fingers, curling them up slightly and providing more pleasure for you. Simultaneously stimulating your g-spot and your puffy clit with her soft, warm tongue. When you finally reach your orgasm, she will extract her fingers and softly lick away all of your cum and praise how nice you taste for her.

On different occasions, like after her concerts when she sees how supportive you are or just how lovely you look, she will take you backstage or in the nearest room she can find. She would give you a passionate kiss, basically pushing you against the nearest wall, sliding her hand down your panties - teasing how wet you are and more. She would start fingering you on the spot, listening to your sweet moans in her ear as she kisses the soft skin of your neck, before she gets on her knees and removes all the layers needed to get to your pretty cunt. She would swiftly start giving very much needed attention to your clit. In general, she enjoys making you cum and enjoys how weak you can get for her and her only.

Natasha

Usually very gentle and loving. She adores you and everything about you. Natasha enjoys taking her time with you; planting soft kisses down your neck, collarbone, chest area, tummy, waist, hips, pelvic area, thighs, knees, ankles, then making you turn around so she can kiss nape of your neck, trailing soft kisses lower in the middle of your back. She would go all the way down, reaching the waistline of your panties before tracing her way up with kisses and giving attention to every part of your back. She adores you and worships you greatly and gently, wanting you to know that always. She would slowly roll your panties down, simultaneously kissing the back of your thighs, back of your knees - giving each a light lick with the tip of her tongue, and slowly move down, finally taking your panties off completely.

She would spread your legs while you lay flat on your tummy, she loves eating you out from behind like that. But firstly, she would insert one of her fingers inside your needy cunt, this position allowing her to sweetly abuse your g-spot because it makes it more sensitive. Each moan that escapes your lips is only further encouraged by her, a light chuckle following when she reminds you she is only using one finger at the moment. She adores how she can make you so sensitive, so beautifully pathetic for her. Natasha would praise and degrade you at the same time, skillfully reminding how you make desperation look so pretty. Calling you her little slut that she gets to toy with and how much she enjoys when she feels you clenching around her finger. This is the time where Natasha reveals that, as much as she can be loving, she can also be quite filthy with very low empathy for a slut like yourself. She would use her other hand and push your ass deeper in the bed while her finger stays in one place, just gently rubbing your g-spot without a break and making you squirm underneath the bare minimum she was providing.

Then, when she thinks you are wet enough, she will extract her finger and use her hands to lift your hips up, making you arch your back for her. She will start off with kissing your ass, biting into it very dimly, slowly moving lower and kissing the lines where your ass meets your thighs given the fact those parts of you are fairly sensitive. Then, she will tap your pussy a few times with her fingers, each time getting a bit rougher, sending a stinging sensation through your whole body. Soon enough, rough taps will turn into full-on slaps, each slap slightly more intense than the one before. When she notices your hips moving around so desperately and mellow whimpers escaping your lips, she will finally give you what you need.

She will place the tip of her tongue on your clit and move it upwards, licking the whole length of your cunt. She will do that a few times, occasionally kissing your outer lips and giving them a few feather-like licks. Then, she will finally focus her attention on your swollen clit, moving her tongue up and down, very quickly and precisely while holding your hips in place so you don't move around. Don't worry, she will give you further motivation to stay still by telling you that if you move - she will stop. With few trials and errors in which each time your hips twitched or you would move away from her due to not being able to stay in place - she stops. Teaching you in practice how to be obedient for her. You will finally listen, trying your hardest to remain still, barely breathing as her tongue perfectly and relentlessly pleasures your needy little clit.

She would bring her arms on the back of your ass - putting them just on those lines she kissed and licked before, spreading her thumbs towards your outer lips and spreading them completely. Then, she will kiss your spread inner lips before sliding her greedy tongue inside, moving it in and out as moans finally break out from your lungs. She will compliment the taste before she gives attention to your clit again, moving her tongue in quick circles now as your body starts shaking - she doesn't scold you. She will moan and whimper in your pussy, her nose pressing in between your inner lips, as she squeezes the area she is holding. She is silently encouraging you to cum for her and once you do - she will praise you so much.

She will lick it all away and then make sure she kisses you, her tongue sending your own flavors through the kiss; your tongues syncing up perfectly. But she is not done, there are so many more orgasms she wants to give to you. Another thing about Natasha is that when she isn't working, sometimes she brings work home in a form of...pills or liquids that may or may not increase desire and arousal. She loves to experiment with you, just to see how far the two of you could get once you try those things. (if you consent, of course)

Himeko

Oh, she is a greedy woman. She chose you and when she did, she was in a deep desire to have you in the morning, noon, evening and night. She is addicted to you and given the fact she is often alone on the Astral Express - she has plenty of time for you when you are around. Don't be fooled - she may be greedy, but she loves to make you and herself wait.

Himeko enjoys subtle edging she gives herself and you when she spends all day dropping hints, having a heavy make out session with you, kissing and biting your neck, touching all places that your body responds so well when being touched, letting you explore her body - all of that just to not get to the part both of you want. She would deny you quickly, or rather, postpone you because "she has some business she must immediately tend to". Leaving you and herself deprived makes her even more excited as much it may leave you irritated at the times. Then, when the time comes and she thinks it was enough teasing, a soft chuckle will escape her throat as she takes your clothes off, noticing how needy you are.

She is needy too, she just hides it a bit better. Then finally, she will take off your underwear, gently pushing you on the bed as she herself is already naked. She would bring her knee between your legs, pressing it right where you need it. When you let out a soft, surprised whimper her eyelids lower. She will make you fuck yourself..sort of, on her knee and cum like that.

As a desperate thing you are, naturally you will listen. Moving your hips up and down, in messy circles, rubbing your clit on the skin of her knee as she towers over you, observing. When she notices your face changes to the one she knows way too well, she will cockily move her knee away - leaving you to grow frustrated and without so desperately needed orgasm. Why would you use her knee when her tongue can do a much better job? She would ask, faking being offended and angry with you. Then, she will slowly kiss you, passionately and sensually, making the knot in your tummy get burning hot as your arousal grows unbearable.

Himeko will notice how your hips roll into where her knee used to be and she will compliment your greediness for her, admitting that she feels the exact same way when it comes to you. However, she will also note how pathetic you are and that patience is her strongest suit. She might even ask you if she should do something to you or leave you like this. Once your little voice starts begging her to not deny you, for her to eat you out and let you cum for her, she will just observe, remaining silent for a moment. Then, without an answer, she will kiss your neck so softly, so heavenly that it will make your cunt ache with a need to release. She will drag the soft tip of her tongue all over your neck, sensation feeling almost as if she was using a feather. Moving down, she will suck on one of your nipples while one of her hands will toy with your other nipple.

She knows what she is doing to you and each time your legs squeeze around her while your throat chokes out shaky whimpers - her own arousal grows more. Then, moving lower she will quickly leave kisses over your tummy alongside a few bites and finally position herself between your legs. Praising how pretty your cunt is, she will kiss it, letting a moan of her own as she feels how wet you are. You can feel your lower tummy twirling in pain due to the lack of friction and Himeko promises that she will soothe it soon.

So she starts off by licking your clit very quickly for a few times, giving it kitten-like licks. It soothes you for a moment, but as soon as you close your eyes and let your head fall back on the pillow, Himeko gets up, leaving you in bittersweet pain once again. She will order you to put your back on the headboard, so you can watch her properly while she gives you pleasure. So you will sit up, legs spread for her and your pussy perfectly exposed.

Then, Himeko will praise your obedience, wrapping her hands and forearms around your thighs as she finally starts licking your clit properly. Moving her tongue in quick pace and in motions you adore the most all while you can barely look at her. She will not move her gaze away from your face and as soon as you move yours - she will stop. Himeko will order you to keep looking at her or she will stop each time you don't. So you will try your best to keep looking at her while she sucks on your clit flawlessly, bringing your orgasm closer and closer. Her tongue will brush over your puffy clit while she sucks on it, sending shivers down your spine as your cunt keeps leaking precum.

When you finally reach your orgasm, it gets hard to keep your eyes open as her tongue now moves in circular motion, your hips jerking back and forward. If you look away as you begin to cum - too bad, you just got a ruined orgasm because she will stop. She will "scold" you, after all that greediness you couldn't even cum properly. Now, you will work twice as hard to receive an orgasm. If you didn't - good, she will make sure you cum many times more as a reward. She truly enjoys toying with you, she loves when you sit on her face too and ride it in order to get off. When that happens, it truly depends on your previous behavior. If you were good - she won't stop at any moment, keeping her tongue out just for you and doing all things you love so much. If you were bad - she will stop each time your orgasm approaches, edging and denying you over and over again. Even when she is on bottom, she has full control over you and she loves every second of it.

The End :) <3

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