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Immediately, she turns to the side, ashamed. Y/N avoids his eyes and gaze, gulping as she fixated her eyes onto his walls, trophy filled and coated.
"Why didn't you fucking say so?" He spoke, a bit annoyed, causing her to tense up.
Despite such initial frustration, he Immediately noticed her rather embarrassed composure, causing him to sigh, leaning back, before stopping himself from entirely getting off of her and the bed
"Do you want this?"
"Yes.."
"Are you sure?"
"Mhm"
"Use your words." He whispered lowly, glaring down at her. His hand leaves her shirt and goes to her cheek, brushing a few hairs behind her ears before cupping her cheek and softly stroking her skin back and forth with his thumb.
"Yes.."
"If you want me to stop, say it, at any point. I won't get mad, you won't be in trouble, nor would I be disappointed. You say no and i'm off. got it?" He whispered, gazing at her, not once breaking eye contact despite her attempt to avoid his gaze
She somewhat nods
"Words.."
"Yes"
"Good".
Immediately, he goes and pulls up her shirt, until he slips her out of it and throws it to the side on the floor. He gazed at her chest, still with the bra on, his eyes taking in every detail
With a deep breath and a smirk, he goes to kiss down from her collar bone to her cleavage, then to her breast' skin left uncovered by her bra. His gentle kisses turn into sucking, his saliva brushing down her skin, before he huffs and bites down
She groans once more, gulping as she pants and gazes down at him who worked his way down her body
He gazes up as he bites and watches her expressions, chuckling ever so slightly against her skin causing a slight vibration before he let's the skin go from between his teeth and moves his hand to her back, slowly un-clipping her bra but not taking it off entirely
Slowly he slides down, before getting off the bed and on the floor, sitting on both his spread knees beside the end of the bed, and grabbing hold of her thighs. He gently unfastened her belt, taking it off, before grabbing her hips and pulling her towards him
He then gives her thigh a squeeze, massaging her skin whilst his other hand slowly begins pulling down her skirt, eventually leaving her in her panties
"Black..." he mumbled, pausing before gazing back up at her
lacy and endearing.
"you were fucking ready for this, weren't you" he spoke through a chuckle
He wasn't far from the truth. She did wear those specifically in case this fantasy of hers MIGHT become real. You never knew what would happen, and yet here she is, beneath kenji sato, on his bed.
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