You stretched and yawned then snuggled down under the blankets again with your eyes closed.
“Mmmmmm, this is the life,” you thought with a happy little smile, your nose suddenly picking up the smell of a cooked breakfast being prepared.
Popping your eyes open you looked out of the bedroom door and inhaled, sitting up to catch all of the smells wafting through.
“Is Mira cooking? Oh, hell yeah!”
Sliding the covers back, you hopped out of bed and walked- like a food starved zombie- towards the door, following your nose to the source of the tantalizing smell.
As you approached the kitchen, you stopped to check out the view. There was Mirajane, your girlfriend, in nothing but an apron with her bare back to you.
With a smirk, you leaned up against the door frame and crossed your arms over your chest.
“Well don’t I get a feast this morning?” you purred.
At hearing your voice, she looked over her shoulder and smiled warmly at you.
“Good morning, Y/N.”
“Good morning, indeed,” you replied, your eyes raking over her perfect ass and thighs.
She giggled then turned back to what she was doing, stirring a little then flitting over to the cupboard to reach up and get something out.
As she reached, she went up on tippy toes and you lost it. You loved it when she did that, she looked so fucking cute!
“Come here,” you said, stepping into the kitchen and swiftly making your way over to her so that you could wrap your arms around her from behind and kiss her neck.
She giggled as you grabbed her and placed her hands on your arms that were around her waist.
“Y/N, not now, I’m trying to cook!” she giggled.
“Can I eat you while you cook?” you mumbled against her neck, biting and kissing all the way up to her ear.
“Mmmm, that’s a very tempting offer,” she sung, trying to pull on your arms to get out of your grasp so she could get back to her cooking.
You relinquished and let her go but your hungry gaze was still locked on her ass as she walked back to the stove.
Getting down on your hands and knees you crawled over to her and kissed up her calf then up the back over her leg- delighting in her squeals and giggle.
“Stop that!” she chided playfully as you kissed all the way up under one ass cheek then ran your tongue along the fold, running more towards her inner thigh.
She spread her legs while still doing what she was doing at the stove and you tilted your head so that you could kiss over her neat- hair free pussy.
You loved how Mira smelled, she was sweet- inside and out, and you tenderly pressed your lips to her heat, inhaling her delicate scent as you kissed along her soft pussy.
“Oh~,” she gasped, “Y/N, that feels good…”
“It’s gonna feel even more good in a second,” you thought deviously as you positioned yourself a little better.
Showing that she wanted more, she shuffled her legs back and tilted her hips forwards and down, opening herself to you.
“I love this pussy,” you hummed, lips pressing to her soft skin as you made your way further between her legs and poked your tongue out.
The little mewling gasp that escaped her lips when your tongue tenderly and gently swiped over her clit made you smirk. Her noises were always eargasmic to you and you did it again, wanting to hear her sweet voice once more.
Mira was well and truly under your spell now and had completely forgotten about what she was making- her face tilted up to the ceiling as her hands braced on the side of the bench.
Poking your tongue out again and keeping it still, you let her hips rock back and forth on it, her soft clit being stimulated perfectly.
“Y/N,” she moaned, her brows knitting in sexual need, “I want more!”
“Well come and lie down on the table and I’ll eat you out right here, right now,” you replied, peppering wet kisses across her pussy.
She pulled back from the bench and waited for you to crawl through her legs and stand up.
Your mouth was on hers in an instant and you wrapped your arms around her waist and hoisted her up against your body- kissing furiously.
“I can’t wait to get between your thighs again,” you growled against her lips, walking back to the table behind her and laying her down, “itadukimasu,” you whispered, raising the bottom of her apron to reveal her pussy again.
Needily she spread her legs.
“Please,” she whispered before biting her bottom lip.
“You have too many clothes on still,” you tutted, eagerly gripping the front of her apron and ripping it from her body- the ties slipping undone easily.
She gasped as you revealed her perfect form, her breasts bouncing before settling as your mouth encased her nipples.
“Ohhh~ , Y/N,” she moaned, her fingers slipping into your hair to pull you closer to her body.
“Wait,” you moaned against her nipples, pulling back and taking your clothes off hurriedly before going back to what you were doing.
You made sure to kiss every inch of her body, spending more time in the areas you knew she liked before kissing down and across her hip bones and letting your chin rub her clit.
Her fingers gently stroked and gripped onto your hair, using it to hold you still so that she could arch and rub her pussy on your face.
“What do you want, baby?” you whispered with a smirk.
“Please lick my pussy,” she moaned airily, her body heaving under you.
“Oh? You’re all worked up, my Mira,” you teased coyly, “do you want just a little lick?”
You bent your head down and kitten licked her pussy lips, snickering evilly when you heard her little noises of frustration that you weren’t doing more.
“You want more, my Mira?” you purred, looking up into her eyes.
“Yes!” she moaned.
You chuckled and ducked your head back down again, pushing your tongue against her a little firmer before slipping it up inside her then dragging her slick out and across her clit.
She gasped and gripped your hair harder, pulling her pussy against your mouth.
Not wanting to waste anymore time, you gripped her thighs and pushed them wide open- getting your mouth right in there.
The noise she made was heavenly and it spurred you on, your own pussy throbbing for some attention as you ate her out.
“Y/N,” she moaned loudly, rocking against your mouth, “ohhh~,”
“Mmmm,” you hummed against her, your tongue pushing up into her pussy before sucking on her clit.
“Just like that,” she moaned again, her breathing rate increasing.
You could feel her body tensing under you and you held her legs apart more firmly as her lower half began to shake.
“Y/N,” she panted, her mouth open as she breathed, “Y/N, she moaned again, more urgently this time, “Y/N!” Her finally cry rang out, body convulsing as the orgasm washed over her.
You licked and sucked on her as she rode her high, wanting her to salvage ever last drop of her release before taking something for yourself.
“Oh~,” she panted, gasping for breath as you pulled back from her, “that felt so good.”
“My turn now,” you leered as you jumped up onto the table beside her and knelt by her head- with knees apart.
“Come on, baby, gimme those beautiful fingers and that magic tongue.”
She gave you a sexy smile before rolling onto her side and running her tongue across your clit- a maneuver that made you shudder with delight.
You didn’t need any foreplay. You were already so close to cumming from watching Mira cum that just her swiping her tongue across your clit almost bought you undone.
“Oh shit,” you groaned, knitting your fingers into her white hair and rolling her head back so you could look down at her, “poke your tongue out, baby.”
She did so, very obediently, and you placed your fingertip on the tip of her tongue, rubbing it back and forth to feel how soft and wet it was before pushing your finger along it towards the back of her throat.
Dear Mira did her best not to gag, keeping her pretty eyes on you as tears pricked at the corners of them.
“Good girl,” you coo’d, taking your finger from her tongue, “now lick my clit while you put those perfect fingers up inside me.”
Mira obeyed, shifting her face closer to you again so that she could get a good taste of you while her fingers slowly inserted into your core.
You gasped, rocking against her face with both hands pressed to the back of her head, hips moving like the waves as your knees pressed out further.
Lost in the moment, you kept up the movements while Mira’s fingers worked in and out of you- slowly increasing.
“Yes,” you groaned, “just like that, baby, just like that- fuck.”
Mira loved to make you feel good, a small smile gracing her lips as her tongue swirled around then over your clit.
“Faster, baby,” you panted, rocking harder against her, “faster.”
She obeyed- like the good girl she was.
“Faster,” you demanded again, panting and ranking your fingers through her hair, your hips bouncing against her.
Your panting became distorted as you reached your peak, letting out a cry of delight as you came all over her fingers.
She pulled them out and sucked on them, looking up at you with a cheeky glint in her eye as she tasted your juices.
“Guess I don’t need breakfast,” she commented.
“Guess I don’t either,” you smirked, shifting back so you cloud lean down to kiss her, “I already had a sweet tasting Mira for breakfast.”
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