**This is timeskip Fuwa where she’s an editor.
People had always assumed you were a guy because of your physique and short hair and you had been a little insecure about it until you had met Fuwa.
She wasn’t shy about her job as an editor and her love of anime and manga (her favourite demographic being Shonen) and one of the first things she ever said to you was “you look like [insert cute male anime protagonist]!”
At first you had thought she was taking a dig at you… but the loved up look in her eye made you realize that, no, she wasn’t making fun of you, she was legitimately in love with how you looked.
Cue, dating, almost immediately.
She was fun and energetic, and cute, to top it all off with, and you always looked forward to her coming home from work to see what kind of fun idea she had concocted for that night.
“Babe! I’m home!” she called out happily as she kicked her shoes off and entered the small apartment you both shared.
“Hey babe,” you called back, still watching the TV.
“Hey! So,” she suddenly appeared in the doorway, “I’ve had a big day and I was wondering if you could release me? I need to get this tension out.”
Your head whipped towards her.
“Yeah? Please? I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she said, lowering her eyelids a little and biting into her bottom lip while giving you a very seductive look.
“Uh… ok? Did you want me to use your toys on you?” you asked.
“Yes, please!” she said excitedly, “wait! I’ll get them.”
She excitedly spun around and ran off to the bedroom to get her toys, then came running back to you in the lounge room.
She had lost her work clothes in that short space of time, too, and arrived back in the lounge room in her underwear, breasts spilling out over the top of her bra as she jiggled up and down.
“Here, here,” she said, handing you a few different vibrators and dildos.
You took them from her and looked them over, feeling a tingle in your clit as you decided how you wanted to bring her to climax.
While you looked them over she pulled her underwear off and stood before you in only her bra.
You selected a simple vibrator first and rested back against the lounge cushion, inviting her to come forward and straddle your legs by kneeling on the lounge with her hands on your shoulder.
“Comfy?” you asked her, looking up into her face as she looked down at you with a lusty gaze.
She just nodded and you switched the vibrator on and ran it up and down the inside of her thighs, being sure to run close to her pussy, but not actually touching it, as you teased her up.
The more you ran the vibrator over her legs and between them, the more she rocked her hips, moving her pussy towards where you had your hand (and the vibrator), indicating that she wanted more.
You smirked and looked up at her, running the tip of the vibrator across her pelvic bone and just to the top of the slit where her clit was aching behind her lips.
“Ohhh~” she moaned as you slid closer to her sensitive little bud.
“You like that?” you asked cheekily.
Of course she liked it, you could very clearly see that.
“Want more?” you asked in a teasing voice.
“Mmhmm,” she hummed, trying to rock her clit onto the vibrator but you kept pulling it away .
“Y/N~,” she whined impatiently, “please touch my clit with the vibrator? I need it.”
“Oh you need it, huh?” you replied cheekily, running the vibrator over her clit and pushing it a little firmer against it before removing it again- much to her annoyance.
“Y/N!” she pouted, arching her hips against your flat chest and making your lips connect with her soft flat stomach.
You wrapped your hand around the back of her thigh, with the vibrator still gripped between the fingers, and ran it between her cute little ass cheeks, slowly making towards her pussy from behind while you continued to kiss her stomach.
She wrapped a hand around your head and dug her nails into your scalp as she pulled herself into you, silently begging for more.
“Mmm,” you hummed against her stomach, inhaling her soft scent as your pushed the vibrator between her lips and swiped it back and forth a little.
Her thighs shook and your fingers got slippery and slick as her excitement covered them.
But before she could really enjoy the feeling, you pulled the vibrator back again and held it away from her body.
“Y/N!” she snapped with sexual frustration, “please! It feels sooo good but then you keep stopping!”
You chuckled mischievously.
“You’re the worst!” she pouted.
“It’s fun,” you replied, dragging your tongue up her stomach.
Her body shuddered and you turned the vibratory off and reached for a nice thick dildo next, still kissing her stomach to keep her focus on you while you were swapping toys.
Reaching behind her again, you gave her ass a little slap then slipped your fingers into her from behind, feeling her warm walls envelope your fingers.
The quivering moan that slipped from her lips made you ache between your thighs but this was about her at the moment and you were determined to give your girl the best release you could.
After working her up that little bit more, you took your fingers out, then got the dildo and forced it between her lips, another smirk pulling at your lips when she let loose a loud moan of delight.
Slowly and rhythmically, you pumped the dildo into her, pushing it in and twisting it a little as you pulled it out and she encouraged you with her vocal pleasantries.
“More, Y/N,” she begged, rocking her hips and pushing back onto the dildo as it squelched and slipped in and out of her.
“Come on, baby,” you encouraged her, “come on, get that release.”
You weren’t sure if she had heard you because her moaning was becoming so loud, the short spaces between the moans being filled with her panting as her fingers dug into your shoulders and she braced against you to get that orgasm.
While she was thrusting against the dildo you glanced across at the vibrator on the lounge and used your free hand to grab for it and switch it back on.
You knew she was well on her way to get the climax so thought you’d help her along and without warning you quickly placed the small vibrating stick against her clit and she bucked against it while you kept pumping the dildo in and out of her.
“Come on, ride it,” you demanded, fucking her faster with the dildo while she rocked against the vibrator.
You thought she tried to reply with words, but it just came out as a babbled moan instead, and before you had a chance to ask what she was saying, she came, squirting down your hand and onto your shirt as she cried out with delight.
You slowed your hand movements and took the vibrator from her clit but kept the dildo going a bit to really milk all of the orgasm out until she panted out an exhausted.
Then you removed the dildo and she collapsed onto you, her mouth landing on yours and commencing a long and deep passionate kiss, post orgasm.
“That was what I wanted,” she said with a happy tired sound to her voice.
“Good,” you replied, putting the dildo and vibrator down to hug her, “because I think that’s what I want too now… but when you’re ready…”
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