The woman was dressed like a whore, MC had more self-respect than her. She looked so much like her… it was not her.
I was stuck thinking about the woman I saw earlier. It was not like the conversation was going anywhere to be honest, I could not even what the hell his name was. I barely wanted to be here to talk about business and now this woman is interrupting the conversation. I will try to answer more as soon as I can ^_^Įisuke- “You are here alone?” a woman slurred as she grabbed onto the arm of the man I was talking to. I need to get back into the groove of writing, so it might be a little…. Ichigo sato dreamy days in west tokyo voltage inc smutĪ/N- Well I hope you guys like this. “Look at that baby…” He chuckled, gesturing down to the stain your left on his jeans. He let your wrists go as your body finally slumped against the bed. But Ichigo just stared down at your with a dirty smirk as your orgasm slowly came to an end. Your began to fight to get out of his hold on your wrists - desperate to cling to him like you always do when you came. Your back arching and your body squirmed. With his promise of more to come, you finally came. “Cum baby and I’ll touch you just how you like…” Damn he couldn’t wait to feel you gush for him and watch the way your back arched and cry. He knew you were close - so close to cumming. Your hips began to work faster against his thigh, your juices soaking into the fabric so he could feel so clearly how wet you were for him. “P-Please Ichy…” You whined, not exactly sure what you were begging for.
God, he loved your moans and the way you begged for him. He watched as you bit your lip and slowly began to grind your cunt against his jeans, the fabric rubbing deliciously against your clit. “Rub against me baby, you know what to do.” The rough fabric of his jeans against your wet heat was driving you insane. His body was hovering over yours, one of his legs between both of yours. “You were flirting with Haru weren’t you princess?” “I-I…” You whined some more, your cheeks burning from embarrassment. “You know what you did don’t you baby?” He whispered, his voice a deeper tone than normal. Feeling your smaller body squirm beneath him turned him on.
He smirked at your small embarrassed whimpers. Your body was completely devoid of clothing while his was completely clothed. Your wrists were pinned above your head by his larger hands. Ichigo is one of my favorite guys of all time.
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