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Chapter XXVI: Omake - 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY! GRATUITOUS SMUT!
"Kuooooonnn…"
The voice was just a bare whisper, a low growl just on the edge of his hearing. He woke up with a quiet start, feeling Kyoko beside him stirring. She was on her side, her back to him-separated from him as far as the bed would allow. The sound of her breathing had changed-it came in quick, shallow gasps. Beside him, he could feel the subtle movement of her hips…the clenching of her thighs and her ass, the barely perceptible movement of her arm.
The realization came to him before she realized he was awake. Kyoko-his Kyoko, was touching herself.
The thought of it had him hard instantly. Part of him was fascinated, wanting to watch her cum. The other part of him wanted to join her, to give her what she so obviously wanted.
A strangled whimper died in her throat. "Kuuuooon…" she whispered again, "fuck me…please…I need your cock…"
She was whispering into the night.
He loved the way his name elongated in her mouth.
That decided him.
Moving quickly, he shifted to spoon her. Lightly, his fingers followed the line of her arm until they came to her hand.
It was buried in her cunt, and her cunt was dripping.
His hand wrapped around her wrist, forcing her hand upwards and into his mouth.
"Kuon!" she said again. This time, she was trying to squirm away from him-but his other arm had snaked around her waist as his tongue licked her fingers clean.
She gasped as her fingers entered his mouth-and then, when he was done, he entwined his fingers with hers and brought their joined hands to her center.
As she gasped, he began a rhythm, pushing her fingers around her clit and then into her pussy, overtaking her fingers, finally, to bring two of his own inside her slick channel. She moaned as she surrendered to him.
"Say my name again," he whispered in her ear. Her back was pressed against him now, no longer fighting it. He'd hooked a leg underneath hers, keeping her spread for him as he fingered her.
"Kuoooon," she groaned. The arm holding her around her waist shifted and brought her face around as he moved to kiss her. She whimpered as his mouth claimed hers, kissing him back eagerly as his tongue sought her out. He moved to crouch over her, maintaining a steady rhythm with his fingers. Her hips were moving with him, and he could tell she was getting close.
"No," he said, "Not yet." She cried out as his fingers left her suddenly empty, and then again as he pushed her to her back and abruptly shifted down over her dripping cunt. His hands were holding her open; she knew what was coming but she arched in shock anyway as his tongue made first contact at her pussy. He met her eyes as his tongue laved over her folds, enjoying how they glazed over in pleasure.
Her hands found their way into his hair as she began to grind against his face. She had a handful of it grasped in her fist, ensuring that he couldn't move away. He knew as well as she did that he could overpower her-it pleased him, though, to allow her the control.
Redoubling his efforts, he brought his tongue to her clit again, enjoying how her hips bucked towards him. He reveled in knowing her tells now. He knew just when he'd touched her just right, when he was fucking her at just the right angle. Had it only been a few weeks? It seemed like a lifetime to him-as if he'd never really lived without knowing her body in the way a man knows a woman. He should've been tired. She should've been tired too, what with both of their early appearances on set.
But she wanted him. She wanted him, even though they'd made a compact to go to bed as early as possible, even though they both had to get up at an ungodly hour. Knowing Kyoko, she'd likely been trying to keep herself from waking him, but he wanted her more than he needed sleep. He knew as soon as they got onto the set that he wouldn't be able to touch her, much less make love to her, and that drove him crazy.
And that was the thing. While he loved fucking his girlfriend, making love to her in between their appearances on-set felt like banking up a surfeit of her, a secret stash of the sound of her voice, of her smell, her taste that would keep him going while the rest of the world went on unknowing about the truth between them.
"Mmmm," he murmured. She was holding herself up for him now, pulling his hair less for control than for the fact that she had lost it-he increased the tempo of the fingers he'd placed back inside her.
"Ungggggggggghhh," she screamed, and then he felt the walls of her cunt grip at his fingers as her juices coated his face.
"Good girl," he said, rising up to kiss her again. She kissed him hungrily, still covered as he was in her moisture.
He wasted no time now. He was hard-so hard-and while she was still dazed from having cum on his mouth, he drove into her with his cock.
"Fuck, Kyoko," he said. She was so wet for him, so ready-he fought to keep himself still.
"Big," she said. "So big…" She squirmed around him, waiting for him to start thrusting against her. But he resisted. Her hips moved against him ineffectually, finding no purchase.
"Beg me," he said.
"Kuon, please," she responded, "Please don't…please? Please don't tease me like this-"
He drove sharply into her, just one thrust.
"Beg," he said. "What do you want, Kyoko? Want me to just stay right here?"
Underneath him, she whimpered and tried to hump against him-and for a while he considered flipping them over so she could ride him. But he kept pinning her down.
"Nooooooo…" she wailed. He grinned at her and pinched a nipple between his fingers.
"I need you to fuck me, Kuon," she growled.
"With?" he prompted.
"With your cock," she said, "I want you to fuck me with your cock."
"Good girl." He pulled out slowly and then thrust back inside her in a maddeningly slow pace. "And?"
"Fill me with your cum," she said. "Please-"
"That's all I wanted to hear," he said, and then drove into her. He pinned her legs upwards and past her ears-she was entirely defenseless against his onslught. He was savage, uncaring for the lateness of the hour and how tired they would be the next day. He marked her with his mouth, kissing her all over, sucking at her neck and her breasts as his balls slapped against her wet pussy.
He could feel her orgasm starting but kept fucking her through it, keeping up a relentless pace as she gave out a strangled cry and came against him. It was enough for him-he let go and thrust deep as he came, crying out her name.
When their breathing had calmed he held her close. "I love you," he said.
She was already asleep.
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Author's Note: One year ago I published the first chapter of DoK. I am currently traveling and I don't have the next chapter ready, but wanted to post *something.* So smut it is! This is definitely just an omake. Please treat it as such.