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Wrong

pt.2

Nanami had been acting weird. That much was obvious even to the people who couldn't know less about him. But the reason why? No one knew. Well... no one but you.

It started immediately after his divorce. Obvious in the harsh thrusts of his hips and the low grunts he rarely let out, it was almost....desperation.

The way his tip kissed your g-spot wasn't leaving much room for thought altogether, but you didn't kiss the words that flowed from his lips almost unconsciously.

"G'nna get you pregnant- fuck- 'm gonna fuck my kids in ya...♡"

And it felt like did. One of Nanami's hands kept your head squished on the mattress, the other keeping your ass on display as his hips thruster in you meaningly. He was covered in sweat but his hips did not falter, only getting sloppier when he came and speeding back up.

The way his dick was rutting in you was almost mean, balls slapping against your clit, making you clench down on him like a vice. One of your legs was suddenly lifted in the air, the new angle having him biting down on his lip to save some dignity, brows furrowed. Yet he kept his eyes open, just to see the fucked out expression on your face, unable to think clearly.

You were finally able to breathe when he pulled out and you thought that would be it for the night. Wrong. Nanami flipped you on your back, bringing your knees to your face. Something about his own flushed face, panting and pushing his cum back inside you, had your pussy clenching round his finger.

Even though he had came for the nth time that night, his cock bobbed up to the chiseled muscles of his abdomen every time he moved. A bead of precum covered his tip and before you knew it his hips were back to rutting inside you like a feral dog.

Hands grabing at the sheets to stabilise yourself, the thought of him knocking you up seemed unsurprisingly alluring and no words left your lips besides broken moans and whines.

His tongue muffles all of that though, as his lips crash with yours. The kiss was anything but gentle, tongues fighting with each other, smearing saliva on your lips. His pace was never disturbed and you started to think his words weren't a joke anymore.

" 'M gonna breed this pussy, yeah? And you'll take it all, mhmmm? You gonna be my good girl- fuuck, m'cumming! Shitshitshit- you're gonna be such a good mother...♡"

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So what if it was wrong?