His cock is so hard right now he could split this bed in two. "Kagome," he groans as his head lulls back. His hands fist the sheets. "What are you doing to me?" They will have to replace these sheets when everything is done, because he's about to rip them to shreds. His fingers tighten around the fabric. Patience is something he has an abundance of except when it comes to her. He tries. Kami knows he tries, but Kagome drives him insane.
Kagome hums, sending vibrations up his cock. Satoru groans again and opens his eyes. Fuck. He didn't want her on her knees, but denying her wasn't an option, either. Her soft lips are stretched to their limits, wrapped around his cock like they are made solely for sucking him off. She cups his balls and tugs, not enough to hurt, but enough to have his heart pounding.
"Gome-chan, you're killing me." Damn, she looks so pretty like that. His hair is plastered to his forehead. A testament of how much it is taking him to keep calm. His arms shake.
"You can take it," she teases as she grips him tight with her other hand. She closes her eyes and nuzzles his cock against her cheek as though it is the best thing she's ever had. Fucking better be. Satoru grits his teeth. He wants—no—needs to touch her. "Ah ah," Kagome says. "I'm in charge."
Satoru chuckles. "I'm going to spank that ass until it's nice and red." He inhales as her lips wrap around him again. Maybe it's the eye contact or the way her cheeks concave so hard. The suction alone nearly takes him out. "Shit, baby." Satoru tilts his head back. "How is this—fuck!" His hips jerk up and when her tongue lies flat against the underside of his cock, he nearly loses it.
Screw it. His control is in shambles. He's hanging on by a thread. When he comes, it will be inside of her. He wants it leaking out of her. Wants to rub his come into her skin like lotion. Needs her to smell like him.
His.
He bites his tongue. Kagome is his. No one else's.
Kagome laughs. Oh, she thinks this is funny? Satoru grins down at her. "How will this boost my techniques? Not complaining." He brushes her hair back and then caresses her cheek. "You're so beautiful."
She swirls her tongue around the head. The look on her face is one of pure bliss. "This was to help you relax," she swipes her tongue across her lips and strokes him. "The boost is this."
What stroking his dick?
"Kagome!" His energy flares right as his hips surge forward, hitting the back of Kagome's throat. She gags. Oh, fuck him. They should have set up a camera or something so he can listen to the sound of her sucking him off. His energy flares again and the lights go out. "Shit. Shit. Sorry." His chest rises rapidly. What the hell was that? "Fuck. Come here." He helps her to her feet and urges her into his lap. She is soft. So soft. He'll never tire of touching her.
"The lights aren't coming back on," Kagome murmurs.
"Don't need em'." He kisses her, internally preening at every sigh of contentment that passes from her lips. As nice as they are, he needs to hear her screaming his name. Needs to hear it like he needs oxygen to breathe. "We don't need the lights. Can see ya just fine," he says before kissing her again. She tastes like him.
"I wasn't done, Toru," she says right before nipping his lips. "So impatient."
Wasn't done? His body is on fire. His balls are so heavy and full. He wants to come right now, and she's telling him she wasn't done? There's more? His energy is humming. How is there more?
"Lie back." She pushes him down. There's something about her taking control that sends a jolt of electricity up his spine. His Kagome. Taking what she wants.
"Was gonna fuck you sideways," he says, resting his arms behind his head as he watches her. Kagome bites her lip as she moves her hand down, searching for him.
Ah. He can see, but she can't see.
"You need help?" he teases.
"I got it." Kagome's fingers wrap around his cock. "I don't need to see to know where your dick is."
"Mhmm, handful for ya?" Damn it, he has to touch her. He moves his arms and fondles her breasts. "Love these tits." Satoru flicks his thumbs across her nipples and then tugs. "Love that ass." He slides his hands down and grips her hips. Heh, he loves everything about her.
"I said I got it," she huffs out.
"I'm steadying you," he quips. With his feet planted on the floor and being so close to the edge of the bed, course he wants to steady her. Not that he'd let her fall, but he doesn't want to take that chance. "Always got you."
Kagome hums as she lifts up and sinks down on him. "OH!" She chuckles as her breath comes out unsteady. "Every time."
"Hm?" He swallows as he forces himself to remain still. This is her time. He can hold out a little longer for her.
"You take my breath away every time," she says with a laugh.
"I might actually die if you don't fuck me." Satoru's nostrils flare. She's killing him. Staying still is taking a bigger toll than being locked in that prison realm. His energy is fluctuating, and the need is building. Needs to fuck her. Needs to get this energy out. And there's more? He might not be able to handle it.
Kagome lifts her hips and teases him. "What's wrong, Satoru? Can't handle it." She snaps her hips down and her energy wraps itself around him again.
Fuck!
Something crashes in the distance. Maybe a lamp or a window. He doesn't know, and he doesn't care. As long as nothing crashes down on them—on her, then he doesn't care what breaks in the process.
Kagome stills. "Satoru?"
"Let the world burn. Keep rocking your hips just like that." The stars could be falling right now. Hell, curses could be swarming the cities in droves. He can't find it in him to care. Not even a little. Not when Kagome squeezes him just like that. Not when she moans every time she sinks down on his length. "Fuck Gome-chan, you feel so good," he coos.
This is torture. The way her walls tighten around him, strangling him. It's torture.
He wants to bend her over and slam into her. Wants her pussy on his tongue. His eyes roll back. That would be good. So good. He loves the way she tastes. Loves the sounds she makes. He should do that. Put them both out of their misery.
"Satoru," Kagome warns. She lightly scratches his abs.
"I'm being good."
Kagome hums, and this time, when she pulls off, she doesn't sink back down. "Don't you dare," she says.
She's edging him. Has to be. Satoru tosses an arm over his face and groans, even though the need to have her is so great he could cry. Kagome's tongue flicks out, and he sighs. It's almost enough to placate him.
"Abs do it for ya," he jokes, moving his arm.
"You're so big."
His cock twitches. Maybe it's the words or the wonderment in her voice, but damn, does that fill him with pride.
Kagome dips her tongue into his belly button and swirls it. She smiles as she continues to tease him. "Really love these abs."
"Baby, please," he begs.
"You are so impatient," she huffs out. Kagome kisses his stomach and then sighs as she leans back. "Is this what you want?" Her hand grips his cock and strokes.
Fucking tease.
"I need to be inside of you."
She wriggles her nose. "Lights back on."
"Gome-chan," he whines. "I don't control the lights. Besides, I can see for both of us."
"You caused them to go out," she grumbles, moving away from him. His hands shoot out to steady her. "You may not need the light, but I do." She brushes his hands away. Satoru sits up and tilts his head to the side. What is she looking for?
"You need the light because?"
"I can't tie you up if I can't see," she mutters.
Tie him up?
"Gome-chan, come on," he pleads. His cock is so hard it hurts. "I'll be good."
"Promise?" She opens the nightstand drawer and feels around. Satoru groans. He doesn't want to lie to her, and he's not sure if he can promise to be good when he wants to touch her. "Satoru."
"Okay. Okay. You can tie me up." He spikes a hand through his hair and gets up. "I'll grab my phone." Damn. Her ass is right there. Satoru grins.
Smack!
"Satoru!"
"I'm not tied up yet," he quips. Satoru bites his lip and then sinks down to his knees. "Just a taste, yeah?" He wraps an arm around her waist and flicks his tongue against her lips. Oh, she tastes like heaven. He sheathes his tongue inside of her. If he could, he'd live here. He'd keep his tongue inside of her for the rest of their days if he could. Nothing compares to the sweetness of her wetness on his tongue. Kagome moans and arches her back, pushing her ass back against him. He slides a finger, followed by another, and fingers her as he laps at her puffy lips. "Love you so much, Gome-chan."
"Satoru!" she gasps. Almost there. He's got her right where he wants her. "I'm going to—ah!"
He's drowning. Drowning in her taste. Ribbons of come drip from her and coat his chin. Another one. He needs to give her another one. Her energy wraps around him again and he swears it tugs on him like she's giving him a supernatural hand job.
"Coat my face, just like that," he praises. "My Kagome. That's it." He could get drunk off her. His energy flares again and the lights flickers for a few seconds before staying on.
"Bed," Kagome moans. "Get on the bed."
"You're serious about tying me up?" He pulls back and eyes her ass. His mouth waters. Oh, he's going to do it. Satoru kisses the right cheek and then bites it.
"Satoru!"
"Always wanted to take a bite out of you," he jokes. Kagome looks over her shoulder and gives him a look that falls flat. She's going for serious, but she looks so fucked out of her mind that he can't see anything but pleasure. "Sorry, sorry," he says as he kisses the bite mark. Satoru stands and kisses her shoulder. He rocks his hips and cradles her stomach with his hand. "Could make us both happy. Just gotta bend over." He nips her ear and smirks at the inhale of breath. "Come on Gome-chan, ya know you want it." He slides his cock between her thighs and groans.
Torture.
This is torture.
"On the bed, Satoru," Kagome says as she turns around. Satoru pouts. Damn, she is serious about this. "Now, Toru."
He sighs, exaggerating the motion as he moves away from her and climbs on the bed. "Those aren't going to hold me," Satoru points out as he crosses his arms over his chest. Kagome quirks a brow and holds up the blue rope.
"Sure, they will." She throws one leg over his waist. "Hands together."
Satoru bites back the grin. Fine, he'll humor her. He holds out his hands together and then blinks. "Have you done this before?"
"Nah, but you get kidnapped enough times, you pick up certain things."
"Kagome."
"Shush." She leans forward and takes the other end of the rope and loops it through the headboard. Satoru swallows. Her tits sway in front of his face. He leans forward right as she leans away. "Okay, try it."
"I was trying to," he grumbles as he gives the bindings a tug. Huh. He tugs again, but no luck. Satoru wets his lips. "Binding vow on these restraints?" His stomach tightens.
Kagome chuckles as she reaches around and grips him. "All me." She moves back and sinks down on him. "All mine."
He clenches his fingers. The helplessness is killing him. He wants to touch her. Kagome bites her bottom lip as she lifts her hips. She stares at him, and he swears with one look she could take his soul. "Baby, don't tease me." So, what if he's begging? He's not ashamed. "Gome-chan."
"Try not to take the lights out this time," Kagome says, slamming her hips down. Her power seeps into his body. Overflowing.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He doesn't know where his begins or when hers ends. Their energy intermingles, and the overstimulation sends his body into hyper drive. He comes with a shout and nearly breaks the headboard from how hard he tugs on the restraints.
Bang! Crash!
The lights go out. His vision goes black. His body is hot.
"Satoru." Kagome laughs. Her nipples brush against his chest. "We're not done."
A/N: Happy Sunday! They'll need another room after this.
Sorry for not answering any questions this update. It's my anniversary and we're going to check out a new Korean BBQ spot. Promise to answer questions next update!
Take care! Have a wonderful Sunday and a wonderful week. Get plenty of rest tonight and make sure to drink lots of water. And take your vitamins! Make sure to fill your well.
