A/N: This has been written for Kinktober 2021 and today's prompt is Food play ✨ Due to the nature of this challenge, I've only done the most cursory of proofreads.
Ino has never been much for domesticity, but she loves a well-executed plan.
She bought everything special for the occasion. A new set of lingerie, lovely mauve lace which covers just enough to be tempting and compliments her tone, honey and blueberry syrup, both for look and flavour, and strawberries to run through them. To top it all off, she's gotten a simple but beautiful little mirror glaze cake. It's pleasant to look at but mostly she's bought it for the sticky syrup and the vibrant purple sponge. Pleasure invokes all of the senses, in her mind, and she takes great satisfaction in making sure everything looks as good as it tastes and feels.
When Chōji comes home she's sitting on the edge of the table with her legs dangling off it, the cake sat between them, licking honey off her fingers. He grins wide and drops the bags he's carrying at the door.
She's sticky and sweet all over, covered in honey and syrup over her neck, her back, her breasts. Chōji licks between them as he thrusts into her and she smears honey across his back, trying to keep herself from sliding up the table with the force of his thrusts as she laughs. It's addicting, the way she feels with him. How easy it comes to laugh, to let herself be messy. Ino has always enjoyed sex, but she'd never known it could be so fun until they'd started seeing each other. She can't imagine it would be, with anyone else.
When he finishes he puts his fingers in her mouth so she can suck the sweet off them before he gets down on his knees, dragging her over to the edge of the table and licking over her already sensitive clit. He puts his fingers inside of her, crooks them up and forward at a steady pace, the way he knows she likes, and pushes until the heavy feeling in her abdomen bursts and heat spreads through her with the kind of toe-curling intensity she craves.
Afterwards, they take a bath, giggling and discussing what a shame it is they were both too eager to make it to the cake. It's not much of a problem, though. They spend the rest of the night curled up on the sofa with it.
A/N: This ended up WAY shorter than I intended (as you can probably guess if you've read any of my others for this challenge). The day got away from me and I ended up with about 15 minutes to write. Oops. I'll probably re-write it, one day.
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