“Your voice should come with a warning label,” you said after hearing how deep and sexually charged his last comment was, “you could hurt someone with that.”
“I will hurt people with my voice?” Shoto asked with lowkey horror and surprise.
“No, I mean like… ok, you know what? Never mind.” You spun around to kiss him, cocks pressed together as your tongues flicked and twisted against each other’s.
You could feel your cock slowly deflating, since you had already had your release, but his was still rock hard and your hand sank below his waistline and grabbed it, feeling the heat in your palm as you slowly stroked him.
“Is this actually happening? Am I really touching and holding his cock in my hand?”
You broke from the kiss and looked down to watch yourself play with him, closing your fingers over his tip when you got to it, before sliding them back down and exposing his ridged pink flesh again.
“I really want that in my mouth,” you thought, crouching down slowly- drawn to it like it had some kind of magical magnetic force.
Shoto didn’t resist or shy away, he was fully ready to feel your mouth on him.
He too, had harbored feelings for you, for a long time, and had allowed his mind to create scenarios with you when it was late at night and he wished to release.
One such scenario was you on your knees before him- just like you were now.
And an extension of that scenario was you taking him in you your mouth- again, just you were doing to him right now.
Your hot wet tongue brushed the underside of his head and he stifled a deep groan, his cock twitching in your hand every time your tongue swiped over his sensitive tip.
“I must admit, I am enjoying this,” he finally groaned out and you looked up into his pleasure glazed eyes just as he closed his eyes then opened them again and hesitated a look down at you.
To say that the imagery was overstimulating, would be a massive understatement. Poor Shoto was having a hard time staying cool.
“Take me deeper,” he whispered out in a husky voice, salty pre-cum squirting onto your tongue as you wrapped your hand around his girth and started to bob your head back and forth, up and down his shaft while your hand covered a good portion of the rest of him.
He let out another groan, like it was coming from deep inside his being, and you used your other hand to massage his balls for a more ‘complete’ feeling.
He tried to stay still but it was proving difficult as all his hips wanted to do was buck into you.
You could feel him holding back.
“Come, come over here,” you said, pulling your mouth off of him and letting him go, then standing and walking to the wall, “you can use my mouth up against the wall. Pin me there.”
He looked at you, confused for a second, before slowly walking over to where you were squatted with bare back to the wooden slat boards.
Placing his hands on the wooden walling over your head. Shoto presented his cock to your mouth again and you eagerly took it in, tilting your head so you could get a good angle to swallow him as deeply as possible as you looked up into his face.
He was more than a decent size, so it was going to be difficult to take him all in one go but you were determined to do your best.
With both hands on his thighs, you closed your eyes and really savored his taste and feel as he slowly pushed into you then pulled out again.
With this new position feeling more and more comfortable for the two of you, Shoto started to sink his hips deeper to your face, your nose just brushing into his two tone pubic hair as he forced his thickness into your throat.
“Tell me if I am too deep, Y/N,” he said in a low voice, arching back then pushing in.
You had a mouth full of dick so couldn’t reply, but everything about this position was fine by you. Who needed oxygen anyway? If you were going to die, you’d prefer to die with his dick in your mouth, that’s one thing you knew for sure.
You could feel his body starting to really heat up and his panting became more and more obvious as his hips bucked harder and harder, pelvic bone occasionally smacking you in the nose as he pushed deep.
By this time your own cock was responding to this and was starting to grow again, making you want to touch it.
So while Shoto fucked your face, you stroked yourself, knowing you probably wouldn’t get a second release (as the first was ample enough) but the feeling was nice all the same.
“I am getting close,” Shoto panted as he pulled out for a second, a string of saliva connecting his tip to your open and panting mouth.
“Just use me until you cum down my throat,” you panted, “I don’t care if it renders me unconscious.”
“I will not make you fall unconscious,” he promised, taking one hand from the wall to hold under your jaw so he could push back into you and start thrusting again.
With one hand on the wall and the other hand under your jawline, he arched his hips back and forth, increasing in speed until your head was rocking rapidly with each thrust from him.
In your vision, all you could see was his flexing abdominal muscles. That perfect torso had always been an ogling point for you so you savored the private viewing with all you had.
“I’m going to release soon,” he groaned, eyes rolling in his skull as he dropped his head back and moaned loudly.
You felt his body shake and his cock twitch as it pulsed in time with the cum pumping out of it, his salty liquid pouring down your throat.
He let out a satisfied groan and stood back to look at you while you swallowed then stood up, sweating body quivering a little from the exertion.
“I enjoyed that workout,” he said in his usual stoic tone, “let us make sure to include that in our routines.”
You nodded, “yep. Gotcha.”
~ END ~