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It was Saturday night and Saturday night meant game night with your favorite otaku.
Some nights you lay in his bathtub with him sprawled in his gaming chair; some nights you were on the bean bag, he on the floor. Other nights you first ate snacks he bought for you while he gushed about your upcoming adventure. But one thing never changed, once the power light flicked on and the game was queued up, Levi was all business. Tonight, you had decided that was going to change.
You and Levi had played around before now, nothing serious, but enough to where you felt comfortable being naughty with him and he felt comfortable coming apart in front of you. With both of you being shy, these were big steps in your relationship. Tonight, you wanted to make things interesting so instead of taking your normal place on the bean bag chair, you had plopped down on his lap. You knew well every excited shake or vibration of your controller would cause you to wiggle against him and you couldn't wait for his reaction. You loved every blush, shudder, and stutter from your reclusive non-normie. And you'd learned, just as much as he loved your heart and the way you made him feel, he also loved every curve on your body.
Having you on his lap alone had been enough to put a permanent blush on Levi's face, and it helped your winning percentage as well, as he frequently got distracted. You estimated he had been hard for at least an hour, judging from the increasing stiffness of the rod poking the inside of your thigh and sadistically you were content to let it go on just a little longer.
You hadn't worn a bra tonight, opting instead for a slinky tank top and skirt. It was a good idea, but you'd forgotten how Levi keeps his room temperature low for all his electronics. Mid-game, partway through exploring a large zombie dungeon, your character is suddenly alone. Confused, you set your controller on your lap and look down at him to ask if there's a problem. And there is. His amber eyes are locked onto your right nipple, proudly standing erect in the cold air under your tank top, deliciously backlit for him against the TV. Apparently more than he could take, he had forgotten about exploring the dungeon and now seemed more interested in exploring you.
Even though riling him up was what you intended all along, you still blush a rosy pink in response. Grabbing his hand, you place it over your breast and squeeze it for him. His blush deepens and he chokes a little, starting to pull his hand back, but your offer is too tempting to completely refuse. You squeeze his hand against your breast again, and a whimper escapes his throat. "Do you like this?", you murmur. He nods quickly, jerkily. You removed your hand and he tentatively keeps his there, squeezing, although a lot more lightly than you had been.
Seeing the intense, almost painful want on his face, you shift your hips over his hard cock. He moans loudly, unable to stop himself, and his face now flushes fire engine red. You adore his responsiveness and respond in kind, fluttering your eyes closed and letting your lips part with pleasure. Encouraged, the hand on your breast squeezes harder, starts to knead. You feel the familiar kick of desire to your abdomen and you can tell you're starting to get hotter and wetter down there too.
Looking into his eyes, you take a hand and pull up your tank top on one side to just below the nipple, baring the bottom of your breast to him, taunting. His eyes start to burn as he watches and unconsciously bites his lip. "Do you want a taste?", you tease. He slowly and intently shakes his head yes. You inch your shirt up bit by bit until the entire nipple is bared. He doesn't wait for encouragement this time. Sitting up from the back of the chair, one arm encircles your back, he takes your nipple into his mouth and sucks. "..mmm.." Not long after, he pulls away, panting from excitement. You're panting now, too. He moves back in and starts sucking with earnest. "…mmmmMMMM…" Shivers of pleasure bordering on pain travel up and down your entire being. Your nipples ache with pleasure at his insistent attention. Wetness soaks your panties and gushes down onto his jeans. Your cheeks are flushed as your body moves left and right with the force of his movements.
Your nipple pops out of his mouth, and he roughly pulls up the other side of your shirt, rubbing his face over and between your breasts, groaning slightly. Taking your other nipple into his mouth, he sucks, rubbing his tongue over and around the areola. Feeling almost delirious, you squirm on his lap, then palm him through his jeans. You can tell he is already close from so much work-up and excitement, but you have other plans for him and stop for a minute.
Pulling open his pants button, you free his length and the sight of it gives you another kick of desire to your stomach. It's long, proud, and leaking at the tip with excitement. Levi continues to suckle and pull at your breasts. He's going all at it and driving you crazy. As you're still sitting sideways on his lap, you move so his cock is now between your legs. Careful to not disturb him from his ministrations, you wet your hands from between your legs and start to move your slick palms up and down on his throbbing member. He jerks and low growls rumble from his throat but doesn't stop, if anything, his sucking picks up pace. Your nipples are now bruised and oh so sensitive. He pauses sucking once to thrust his tongue into your mouth in a heated kiss, using the arm around your back to pull your head down, then releases it and tongues and licks back down to your breasts. He's growling continuously now, and without realizing it, you mirror him, making low rumbles in your throat. Your hands continue moving up and down and you feel his length grow harder, hotter. You both know it won't be long now.
While you fully expect him to explode all over your hands, and yourself to melt in his lap, that isn't what happens at all. As you feel him start to shake, he jumps to bend you over the side of the bathtub and takes you all the way to the hilt in one gigantic thrust. With no time to stretch, the sudden fullness against your inner walls scrapes every sensuous nerve, and you both cry out in climax.
As the pleasure ebbs away, tired, surprised, and satisfied, you pull him into the bathtub with you, where you spend the rest of the night spooning, Levi whispering love into your hair.