Mako is laying on his back with his hands relaxing behind his head. Asami is graciously stroking his enormously erect cock, licking and biting her rosy, red painted lips, strategically planning on when to dive in for a taste. And although now is clearly no time for casual conversation, Mako can't help him himself:
"Do you think anyone suspects anything?" Mako's question broke the satisfying silence in the room. Asami's emerald eyes flash up at him as she leans down and slowly enters the tip of, Mako's member into her mouth, twirling her tongue around like she would licking a lollipop.
"Oh, fuck, Asami. Guess I'll shut up then." Mako really didn't dig being disregarded but the site of, Asami's snow white tits bouncing and plump lips around his cock soon made all his fucks fly out the window. In fact, he was in such a trance inside her mouth that he must of, thrusted his hips forward without even realizing it because soon he was met with a gagging and a very upset, Asami.
"Damnit Mako what have I told you about doing that without asking??" Mako scoped out the glass of water on the nightstand and handed it out to her while flashing the most apologetic grin he could manage.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It just felt so good. You feel so good." Mako amuses with an expression on his face only, Asami has ever been blessed enough to experience.
On the surface, Mako was dark and broody and found it particularly difficult opening up to people. It wasn't like that with, Asami though. Maybe that's why she could never seem to quit him. She knew that and no matter how many times they broke up her body and soul always craved his presence. It's not just his gargantuan dick either(although she had to admit that didn't hurt his odds)it was the way their bodies completely morph together as one when they fucked. Sure, outside of the bedroom, Mako could be extremely frustrating and hard to get along with. But inside, this man was a machine, and he knew his way around her body better than any other. Asami enjoyed sex and Mako was great at it so why not get her cake and eat it too for a while?
"Well, I don't care how 'good' I feel. The next time you do that without asking I'll bite it. Now be a good boy and sit still." Asami crawled up close to, Mako's shoulder's, spreading her knees as far as she could until she was hovering over him, "As punishment, I'm going to fuck your face with my pussy, understand?"
"Mmmm that's my kind of punishment." Mako wrapped his arms around the sexy dams' thighs as she began to grind her hips in a precise motion, making, Mako's tongue hit her clit in just the right spot, with every grind. Her hips found a steady rhythm while, Mako's course fingers found their way up to her bouncing breasts, pinching down on her already erect nipples. "Oh yeah… babyyy…lick me upppp, mmmm." Asami moans as she rode his face more aggressively.
Mako's tongue was going insane, you'd think his speed would interfere with his ability, but it does the opposite. Asami is shaking on top of him doing her best to keep upright and before she can collapse, Mako reaches through her knees and under her ass to help lift her up and support her weight. Sure, it was difficult, but well worth it with a woman like, Asami Sato sitting on your face. He showed his appreciation by picking up the pace and violently shaking his head horizontally across the engineers pulsing bean.
"Mmmm yeeeaah, right there! Oh…don't stop…don't stop. Yes… yes…yes, oh…fuckkkk!" Asami threw her head back and cried out in euphoria. Once her orgasm had finished, she felt herself coming back to reality and the memory of, Mako's question came flooding back into her consciousness.
"I don't think anybody knows about us if that's what you were referring to before."
"What?"
"Your question. From earlier?" Asami's tone revealed irritation. She didn't enjoy repeating herself. This is one of the issues she had when they were together.
"Oh, right. Well, what do you think? Do you think everyone assumes we're broken up still?"
The fact that, Mako even for a second thinks they're 'not broken up, still' is really concerning for, Asami. What did he mean? Of course, we are, all this is supposed to be is, sex. What is he talking about? Asami's mind flooded with all the questions, but she took a breath and pushed them to the side for the time being. For now, all she could do was find out exactly how Mako felt so she knew how to handle things moving forward.
"Mako, what exactly is it you think we've been doing these last couple of weeks?"
"We've been seeing each other, what do you mean?" Mako can feel a shift in the room, and he doesn't like it.
Asami crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow, "Define 'seeing each other'." She has so much more she wants to say but she's trying to keep it open, so he doesn't just assume she knows how he's feeling or what he wants.
Mako is nearly fuming at this point. You can see it in his posture and creased brow. "What do you want from me, Asami? We've been hanging out, eating, watching movies… oh and don't forget how I've been making you cum like a fucking fountain for the last eleven days too, there's that. Now I'm no expert or 'professional' but I'd call that, 'seeing each other.'" Mako stared directly at her with ember flames crackling in his iris.'
Asami was instantly pained by the fact that, Mako clearly thinks this is something more than she does or probably ever will after all their history. But she couldn't just say what she wanted to him either. It's not like she was completely desperate, she was her for God's sake, she had no trouble finding a lover… it's just, well their bodies were so good together, it was difficult. But if he couldn't accept that this was a pure fucking friendship then she'd have to end it.
"Mako, I'm sorry but that's not how I see this all." Asami bow's her head down, feeling guilty for having such desires that made her act without thinking of the consequences of what would happen if one of them couldn't handle it.
"How do you see it, then?" Mako's expression is so hard to identify.
There was a long, awkward pause where they didn't speak and just glared at each other.
"We're friends who used to date and now sometimes we just fuck." Asami explained decisively.
Mako's heart sank to his stomach but from a viewer's perspective you'd never be able to tell. "Alright. Friends. Sounds good to me."
