Dick So Good You Can't Make Eye Contact With Him The Next Day Without Getting Flustered

dick so good you can't make eye contact with him the next day without getting flustered

Andrea Ricci

choso week day 4: tattoo (alt versions below the cut)

Steam

NSFW.

Finally finished this :) anyways, enjoy some Ais x MC (ambiguous gender) shower action 😌 1600~ words.

Notes/warnings:

-Mc has an ambiguous body type

-Finger sucking

-Penetrative sex

-Orgasm denial (kinda?)

Reblogs very much appreciated <3

The steam of the shower makes everything look misty. My hands press into the fogged up glass, leaving condensed prints that fade as soon as I move them. My breath comes out quick and unsteady. And when I shiver, Ais chuckles lowly in his throat.

"I've barely touched you yet," He murmurs into my ear. "Are you that pent up?"

I grit my teeth and glare at him over my shoulder. "You're being such a tease, how can I not be?"

His hot breath tickles my neck, and I shiver again. Damn it, he's beautiful. The water drips from his hair onto my skin, and his intense eyes nearly glow in the dimly lit bathroom. He's calm as he gazes at me, though there's a hunger in his eyes I can't miss.

His fingers walk up my sides, just a little. "Yeah? Should I stop then?"

"No!" I exclaim, too fast. Much to my annoyance, this just makes him flash me a sharp-toothed grin.

"Thought so." He grips my hip possesively, but it's with a gentle sort of strength that's nothing short of electrifying.

I press my hands harder against the glass, and my eyes linger on the golden lines crossing my darkened skin there. This is a risk I'm taking...

Both his hands are on my hips now. He kisses my shoulder and I sigh pleasantly, to which he chuckles again.

"You're a lot less mouthy like this, Sparrow. It's pretty cute."

"Don't- call me- nh-"

His hands slide across my skin, to my stomach, in an agonizingly slow manner. They tease lower, and lower... until I can feel them on the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. His rings add a cool tang that makes me groan.

I grit my teeth. There's nothing I want more than to grab at him and pull his hands closer, to where they're supposed to be, but I can't.

"Ais... this is dangerous... my curse-"

He doesn't let me finish as he bites down on the part of flesh in between my neck and shoulder, which wrenches a gasp from my throat.

"Then just don't touch me. You can manage that, can't you?"

It's not that easy, you bastard! I groan and shift positions, angling my hips slightly more upward. I glower at the smug aura radiating off him, the way he knows I'll obey- just because of how desperately I want this.

"Not gonna snap back at me?" He purrs in my ear as he presses his hips forward, so I can feel his cock against my ass. The heat of it makes me tremble with anticipation. Truthfully, it's becoming hard to form any coherent sentences at this moment. Not like I'll admit that to him- I don't want to give him the satisfaction.

I press back into him, and the soft moan that spills from his lips is a sweet balm on my growing annoyance. I want to hear more, though.

So I press back harder, which makes him grip me tighter. I jump in surprise when he groans my name.

"You are playing a dangerous game, Sparrow."

"Oh- oh yeah?" I mumble, "Do something about it."

He chuckles. "Mh, since you insist." His left hand trails up from my thigh, to my face. I blink in surprise when his fingers slip past my lips, pressing onto my tongue. "Suck them," He murmurs in my ear, and I get goosebumps.

I don't respond, but do as he says... I'm glad I can't see his satisfied expression. I suck his fingers slowly, slick covering them and dribbling down my chin when he presses down more. Oh yeah, he's enjoying this way too much. My cheeks burn.

He whispers in my ear, "Mm, that's good..." He grinds against me slowly, and I gasp when I feel his dick slide in between my thighs, grazing my sex.

Ais is taking his time with me, deliberately, and it's driving me nuts. This is not fair! He's fine to tease me all he likes but I'm hanging on a thread here!

He pulls his fingers out of my mouth, making a little noise at the back of his throat. "This'll do," He mumbles under his breath, and lowers his hand- I jump when I feel his fingers pressing into me.

"Ah...!" I tremble, my legs suddenly feeling weak. The ache feels slightly less unbearable with his slick fingers slowly moving inside me, but... it's still not enough. I still need more... so much more.

His ministrations are so good... but there's so little stimulation! He's making me slick so he'll fit inside me easier, I know that, but he's taking so much longer than needed- and wether he'll actually indulge me after this is debatable also. For all I know, he'll spend 10 more minutes teasing me.

I turn slightly and reach in to grab his hair, but he's quick to react, tightly gripping my arm beyond the blackened part of my skin.

"Stop." His eyes flash dangerously. "Don't touch me, remember?"

Oh. Right.

I groan loudly and set my hands back on the glass. He can touch me all I want but I can't... I want to feel his hair. I want to feel the scar on his brow. I want to feel his lips, his neck, his arms- god, everything!

I growl and shake my head in frustration, but it's difficult to stay mad once I feel his dick slide up against me again, now very close to my entrance. I whimper, biting my lip hard.

He rolls his hips, sliding it over it and almost slipping inside, but not enough. Just enough pressure to make me squirm, but not enough to ease my need. I feel the hot water pooling up on the curve of my back as it leaks down against him.

"Ais..."

"Mm?" He smirks.

"...Have some mercy on me."

He seems to consider this briefly. "Well. It would be cruel to tease you for much longer." He takes my face in his left hand and turns it towards his, leaning in and pressing an oddly chaste kiss to my lips. It unwillingly makes my heart flutter. I lean in for another, then another.... His lips are soft. But hungry.

Just as I'm getting lost in his kisses, he suddenly grips my hips and ruts forward, finally sliding into me.

"Oh- !" I gasp, eyes closed. My body trembles as it accomodates him, but oh, finally... That delicious, satisfying feeling of being filled. Ais groans at the back of his throat, eyes closed. I bite my lip hard, squeezing him. "Ais, fuck..."

He kisses my throat and I barely manage to keep standing like this. The only thing keeping me steady is his firm grip on my hips. He's not moving yet... Still teasing me...

Until his arm hooks under one of my legs and he lifts it up.

My breath catches in my throat when he starts plowing me. I barely hold onto the glass, and I almost fear it'll break with the force of his thrusts.

My legs are spread wide like this, giving him better access... And keeping me standing, perhaps. Either way, my mouth is hanging open, spilling moans and gasps and groans, all of which is music to his ears, I'm sure.

He's slightly more silent, other than his heavy breathing and the occasional grunt. I shudder, which makes him chuckle.

"Cute," He mumbles again, and sets his teeth onto my throat. He only bites down a little.

"Mmm!" Oh, this is too much. I already feel close and he's just started... And I think he knows. I feel it in the calculated way he rolls his hips, the way his hand presses against my stomach to keep me still, the way his intense eyes burn into my back.

I'm not sure if I could handle this facing him.

I try to hold on, try to keep my orgasm at bay- It can't end yet. Not this fast. But it's so hard when I feel his cock pressing inside, rubbing up against where I'm most sensitive... He's so warm.

"Sparrow,"

"Ngh-?"

"Don't hold back." It's not a command but something very close to it.

"A-ah...!" I squeeze my eyes shut. I try to resist, try to refuse him, but his lips on the nape of my neck and his hot breath teasing me make me want to give in... Not to mention his breathy voice in my ear.

"Let go, Sparrow."

Damn it...! I clasp a hand over my mouth as I come, hard. The deep groan he lets out drives me wild.

"Very good..." Though, he's not done. I'm oversensitive now, reeling from my orgasm, but he keeps going. Slightly more hurried, and harder...

"Ais...!" I shiver all over, my body throbbing from the overstimulation. "It's too much-"

"Fuck," He grips me tighter. "Hold on a little longer, sweetheart."

Oh god... I hang my head , facing the floor, and watch the water drip down my hair, onto the floor. My breath comes out in ragged gasps, I clench around him.

His thrusts are so powerful, so filling. I'm getting close again... But so is he.

"Mmngh..." Very soon, he'll... I bite my lip at the erotic thought of him finishing inside me. The lewd mental image drives me just a bit closer to that edge...

So close...! I moan languidly...

But then he pulls out, a near-desperate groan leaving him as he comes on my back. He grips his shaft, panting hard. I'm left throbbing and aching to release.

"Wh-" I turn around to look at him incredulously, face flushed.

He stares at me for a second before he grins. "Oh? Did you want it inside, Sparrow?"

I bristle, embarrassment in my face.

"You didn't specify." He teases, leaning in close to my face. "Maybe next time I'll indulge you, mh?"

Unclean. Something experimental. Reference used,

Now for the painstaking colouring process... pray for my hands- hand writing those notes to look like they were scrawled hastily while slipping into madness was... not something I had expected to do. Ahem... now if you'll excuse me... the Seaspring calls.