Talking You Through An Orgasm , Hc

talking you through an orgasm , hc

their large hand curls just beneath your jaw, fingers barely digging into your cheeks as he rocks slowly, painstakingly slow too. each quick snap of their hips has you sucking in another breath, seemingly desperate to dispel some of that overwhelmingly full feeling. it doesn’t matter when they’re filling you out like this though, demanding each and every one of your senses as he splits you open beneath them.

he fucks you passionately, brushing the lone tears that sparsely roll down your cheeks with the calloused pad of his thumb. he watches with a soft smile, something full of endearment but the longer you look, the more you can pick out the rush of power that swims behind his lust-filled eyes. “Look at you, baby.” he murmurs, slightly tilting your gaze until your teary eyes lock in on him and his head leans every so slightly and he hisses at the way you pulse around him. “You’re fucking perfect when you let me have you like this.”

every sugar-coated syllable has you a whimpering, whining mess, sniffles littered in between the noises you make as your body begins to tremble in the wake of your release. “g..gonna cum!” you mewl, nails digging into his bicep. the dam’s so close to being broken and he can feel all of it. It only makes his fingers tighten their hold on your throat, pulling you up until you’re in a halfway sitting position and the strokes of his length are hitting everywhere you need them most.

every push and pull works another loud, warbled cry from you and he’s leaning in as soon as he starts to feel the telltale sensation of you cumming on his dick. “Cum for me, princess,” he muses, breath gently washing past your ear as your body curls into him. “Let go for me, hm? Wanna feel how tight you get for me.”

and he doesn’t even have to finish the request, not when you’re arching into his chest, crying out choppy attempts of his name as your high consumes every inch of you.

he thinks you look the prettiest when you let the tears clump your lashes, sink your nails into his skin, and attempt to milk him for everything he’s worth. it’s never really much of an attempt though, not when you buck your hips greedily chasing every inch of him as his whispered praises fill your ears, variations of ‘That’s it, good girl’ and ‘Did so well for me, princess’ that have you melting in his hold and ready to do it all again.

Kento, Choso, Suguru, Maki; Draken, Takashi, Chifuyu, Rindou; Hange, Jean, Armin, Mikasa; Osamu, Wakatoshi, Akaashi;