The nights were getting cold with every passing day. I was laying in my bed and Dazai was hugging me from behind, his throbbing manhood begging for some loving attention. I could feel his desire and with every moment it got bigger and bigger. It was just before I turned around to see my lover's sleeping face that I felt the two strong hands wrapping around me. The comfort I felt lasted a few moments only because his fingers started to make their way directly to my private parts.
"Oh God" was all my brain could think of in that moment. That was when I felt my very special place begging to moisture itself. When I finally turned around the man I was going to devote myself to, gave me the most passionate kiss my senses ever received. It was pure bliss. As he continued to kiss me my hand starting its journey towards his already hard manhood. The moment I touched him he groaned with pleasure. His eyes wide open. As I grabbed him more tightly the moans begun to speed up. Although I was convinced he was getting close to his peak, the little minx proved me wrong. Grabbing me by the hand and forcing it over my head was enough to show me that he was not planning to give up so easily. At that very moment all I could feel was a mixture of arousal and fright as well as increasing pleasure between my legs and at my lower torso. All this caused by my lover's skilled fingers which were just a millimeter above my G - spot working its way deeper inside me. My body could not take such teasing anymore. Knowing what pleased me I asked for more attention on my clit, but my request was overwhelmingly neglected. The desire slowly turned into a strong need and I begun to beg, because of my inability to hold myself together. I needed him buried deep inside me and I needed him now!
"Please oh God, Dazai fuck me now! I can't take it... cant take it anymore, I beg you!" - repeating this plea numerous times in the end I got my wish granted. Feeling his hand working on my G-spot as well as my clit was enough to sent me to the edge. The orgasm was the next thing that hit me. There was I laying in the arms of my beloved suicidal maniac only to feel his heartbeat. And in that moment my love for him was real. That much I knew...