You've made yourself some fans? [ He asks once his lips unlatch from her skin, canting his head just slightly as he moves to wrap his arms around her waist. He looks to her with curiosity, not expecting an answer as much as he is acknowledging her demeanor -- yeah... she seems like the type people would be interested in seeing pinned.
It only encourages him to do the same.
Obikawa pushes forward, using his weight to pull Ishmael down against the floor. Narrowly dodging the coffee table and at least landing on the plush carpet. ]
I'm not the patient type, so I'm just gonna skip ahead. 'Kay?
[ There's no line if he can't see it! And so Obikawa places his hands on her waist, coaxing her pants to slip down her hips with a sharp tug. ]
[ if i dont yap at least once in a thread i would die
she wouldn't say that they're fans, no. they want to kill her and literally eat her flesh, for one. and she would've yapped about it too if it weren't for obikawa knocking her to the floor instead like ????? what's wrong with doing it on the sofa, wtf
she resists for a hot minute, mostly out of surprise than anything at the speed they're going, but he manages to pull down her pants to reveal more faint freckles and faded scars across her legs, her white cotton panties already soaked despite her nonchalance. it's embarrassing, and ishmael instinctively slings her arm over her eyes. ]
Just... do what you want. [ she wants to get this over with too, tbh. ]
[ He's already fucked on the sofa so it's boring... time to switch it up a bit.
The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]
[ it's not that she's humiliated, just... a little caught off guard by his eagerness, is all. she's never really had people dying to get into her pants before, literally pawing at her panties in desperation.
yet here he is, his hands finding her hips with startling swiftness, and she can't help the squeak that slips out of her mouth as he curls her legs up for a better view of her cunt. okay, now this is embarrassing, yet she can't help but peek below her arm juuuuust a crack to see what he's doing, and --
her eyes meet his for a second, and she freezes for a moment there. the way he's looking at her with a ravenous glint in his gaze is making heat pool low in her gut, leaving her breathless. then he licks into her, tongue hot and smooth as he laves through her folds, and she tangles her free hand in his hair as she tips her head back with a shaky sigh. is it too late to confess that no one's eaten her out before? probably. her body responds in kind, hips jerking with every ministration he makes.
it'd be so easy to make her come from here but......... u know what she wants ]
[ i hate that she's sitting there like don'tcumyetdon'tcumyetdon'tcumyet
And Obikawa can't help himself from smiling when their eyes meet. Motivating her to the ground and in this position, watching curiously to her getting off on his tongue as he etches her response; nails digging into his scalp, the softness of her voice compared to rutting hips. He kisses her clit, exhaling cool air before he moves to pepper kisses and small bites against her thigh.
Hopefully she's not the type to demand not to leave a mark, because in his wake he leaves red hickeys across her skin before pulling away. ]
I'll try making this quick, okay? [ He's also just flat out fucking lying but who cares! He settles her back down on the carpet, hands working quick to unfasten his belt and pull the zipper of his pants down. Shimming the fabric down to his thighs as reveals his cock; he doesn't hesitate at all, shameless and wanting. Angling himself at her entrance, teasing against her folds with the head of his cock with a sly smile.
One hand holds her hip, the other guides himself to slip inside her. Sinking down into her pussy as he sucks in a low breath, a shiver running down his spine as he pressures his hips against hers slowly. Giving her a chance to breathe as he penetrates her. ]
[ STOP SHE'S BEEN WAITING FOR THIS HER WHOLE LIFE (?)
or at least her body acts like it. the lovebites he's leaving across her inner thighs would've tipped her too far, warmth unfurling from her core and down to her very toes. can't really complain if they'll be hidden from view anyway, and even she can admit that the allure of it is too hot to pass up.
the sound of his belt unbuckling sends another rush of heat through her spine, stomach churning in anticipation as she takes another peek just in time to see his cock, already hot and hard against her entrance. then he's sinking into her, inch by inch, and she can barely swallow a whine as she manages to take all of him in slowly, too distracted to notice the sly look on his face.
...too slow. ]
Q-Quick, my ass.
[ oh, how she hated how broken and wanton her voice sounded just now. but she's desperate and wanting and maybe she wants to get wrecked by his cock already, idk. ]
The look on her face, the shift in tone, as Obikawa overwhelms Ishmael's body causes his chest to swell. An unfamiliar sense of pride rushing through his veins, blood running hot as he encourages her hips to shift higher. Nearly folding her in half as he leans forward with a smile full of mirth; hips flushed against her ass as he fully sheathes himself inside of her.
His arms anchor him in place, his muscles growing tense as the warmth of her pussy sends an unexpecting shiver down his spine. ]
How greedy. [ How human. To just take and take, wanting more than she should. But who was he to deny her request? Especially when the sound she just made was so delectable; a plea to be just a hint more vicious. ] Then don't hide your face from me.
[ And so he pulls his hips back before pushing the full length of his cock inside. Care cast aside as he begins to fuck into her, slick wet walls tight around around him. The slap of skin meeting skin growing obscene and only turning him on even more. Harder. Deeper. A malicious part of him wanting Ishmael to hurt. ]
the first real thrust steals the breath from her lungs, drawing out a moan from her throat that she's tried (and failed) to swallow down. she's no longer hiding her face from him now, but she bits her lip to smother any other noise, her hands reaching for anything she can hold on to as obikawa continues to pound her into the floor with hard, relentless strokes. his grip on her is bordering on bruising, fingers digging into her skin like he has to anchor himself on her or else he'll lose his mind.
maybe he already has. that would lowkey terrify her if it weren't the fact that it feels good anyway, despite the roughness. her arms finally sling around obikawa's shoulders, fingers raking down his back as her mind begins to fog over with every thrust. ]
Please... I can't--
[ take it anymore, yet she continues to do so over and over, the pleasure within her core curling so tightly that she can hardly stand it. ]
[ And shouldn't he lose his mind? To this madness... Except this isn't a dark romance novel where he shoves her head into a pool of sharks so he's actually not losing his shit. That's for a later thread.
Instead he focuses on her; the heated core that the head of his cock pushes against relentlessly with each thrust. A primal urge being satisfied as he pushes her body to be folded in half, a position so defenseless yet open to take all of him. It makes for his chest to grow tight as he realizes that she's already just moments from spilling over. The urge to snap and unhinge his jaw to fit her perfectly inside her mouth rising - a threat that he can at least push aside.
Obikawa keeps his hands against the back of her knees, pushing her into the carpet again and again until his cock throbs and aches. Ensuring that he's at least made himself warm and wet inside of her before pulling out, his cum spilling out from the head of his cock and onto her stomach.
And her face.
And her hair. ]
Oh. [ oop ] Maybe I should've just finished inside.
if he doesn't breed her in their next smut thread i swear
[ it could be a dark romance novel if we really wanted it to be... vore and all.............
but alas, they aren't living in that fantasy. ishmael's mind is gone, replaced with nothing but the overwhelming heat of him, the sharp slap of skin against skin, the way his cock pummels that one devastating spot within her with precision. she whines with every thrust, pushing her hips against him with every push and pull of his cock, trying to meet his thrust with desperation as she begins to veer over the edge --
but it never comes. he's the one coming instead, painting her with white ribbons from her navel and up to her head and stomach. she barely has a second to process the sudden unbearable emptiness within her, her core aching from being denied from orgasming, and she groans as she shifts underneath him. what the fuck, he didn't even let her finish...... ]
...Fuck.
[ she flings her arm over her eyes again, slick chest heaving from it all. it's nice of him to pull out, but she can't help but agree with him. he really should've finished within her so that she'll know what it feels like to be filled and be whole for once. ]
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You've made yourself some fans? [ He asks once his lips unlatch from her skin, canting his head just slightly as he moves to wrap his arms around her waist. He looks to her with curiosity, not expecting an answer as much as he is acknowledging her demeanor -- yeah... she seems like the type people would be interested in seeing pinned.
It only encourages him to do the same.
Obikawa pushes forward, using his weight to pull Ishmael down against the floor. Narrowly dodging the coffee table and at least landing on the plush carpet. ]
I'm not the patient type, so I'm just gonna skip ahead. 'Kay?
[ There's no line if he can't see it! And so Obikawa places his hands on her waist, coaxing her pants to slip down her hips with a sharp tug. ]
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she wouldn't say that they're fans, no. they want to kill her and literally eat her flesh, for one. and she would've yapped about it too if it weren't for obikawa knocking her to the floor instead like ????? what's wrong with doing it on the sofa, wtf
she resists for a hot minute, mostly out of surprise than anything at the speed they're going, but he manages to pull down her pants to reveal more faint freckles and faded scars across her legs, her white cotton panties already soaked despite her nonchalance. it's embarrassing, and ishmael instinctively slings her arm over her eyes. ]
Just... do what you want. [ she wants to get this over with too, tbh. ]
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The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]
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yet here he is, his hands finding her hips with startling swiftness, and she can't help the squeak that slips out of her mouth as he curls her legs up for a better view of her cunt. okay, now this is embarrassing, yet she can't help but peek below her arm juuuuust a crack to see what he's doing, and --
her eyes meet his for a second, and she freezes for a moment there. the way he's looking at her with a ravenous glint in his gaze is making heat pool low in her gut, leaving her breathless. then he licks into her, tongue hot and smooth as he laves through her folds, and she tangles her free hand in his hair as she tips her head back with a shaky sigh. is it too late to confess that no one's eaten her out before? probably. her body responds in kind, hips jerking with every ministration he makes.
it'd be so easy to make her come from here but......... u know what she wants ]
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And Obikawa can't help himself from smiling when their eyes meet. Motivating her to the ground and in this position, watching curiously to her getting off on his tongue as he etches her response; nails digging into his scalp, the softness of her voice compared to rutting hips. He kisses her clit, exhaling cool air before he moves to pepper kisses and small bites against her thigh.
Hopefully she's not the type to demand not to leave a mark, because in his wake he leaves red hickeys across her skin before pulling away. ]
I'll try making this quick, okay? [ He's also just flat out fucking lying but who cares! He settles her back down on the carpet, hands working quick to unfasten his belt and pull the zipper of his pants down. Shimming the fabric down to his thighs as reveals his cock; he doesn't hesitate at all, shameless and wanting. Angling himself at her entrance, teasing against her folds with the head of his cock with a sly smile.
One hand holds her hip, the other guides himself to slip inside her. Sinking down into her pussy as he sucks in a low breath, a shiver running down his spine as he pressures his hips against hers slowly. Giving her a chance to breathe as he penetrates her. ]
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or at least her body acts like it. the lovebites he's leaving across her inner thighs would've tipped her too far, warmth unfurling from her core and down to her very toes. can't really complain if they'll be hidden from view anyway, and even she can admit that the allure of it is too hot to pass up.
the sound of his belt unbuckling sends another rush of heat through her spine, stomach churning in anticipation as she takes another peek just in time to see his cock, already hot and hard against her entrance. then he's sinking into her, inch by inch, and she can barely swallow a whine as she manages to take all of him in slowly, too distracted to notice the sly look on his face.
...too slow. ]
Q-Quick, my ass.
[ oh, how she hated how broken and wanton her voice sounded just now. but she's desperate and wanting and maybe she wants to get wrecked by his cock already, idk. ]
Stop... holding out on me already.
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The look on her face, the shift in tone, as Obikawa overwhelms Ishmael's body causes his chest to swell. An unfamiliar sense of pride rushing through his veins, blood running hot as he encourages her hips to shift higher. Nearly folding her in half as he leans forward with a smile full of mirth; hips flushed against her ass as he fully sheathes himself inside of her.
His arms anchor him in place, his muscles growing tense as the warmth of her pussy sends an unexpecting shiver down his spine. ]
How greedy. [ How human. To just take and take, wanting more than she should. But who was he to deny her request? Especially when the sound she just made was so delectable; a plea to be just a hint more vicious. ] Then don't hide your face from me.
[ And so he pulls his hips back before pushing the full length of his cock inside. Care cast aside as he begins to fuck into her, slick wet walls tight around around him. The slap of skin meeting skin growing obscene and only turning him on even more. Harder. Deeper. A malicious part of him wanting Ishmael to hurt. ]
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the first real thrust steals the breath from her lungs, drawing out a moan from her throat that she's tried (and failed) to swallow down. she's no longer hiding her face from him now, but she bits her lip to smother any other noise, her hands reaching for anything she can hold on to as obikawa continues to pound her into the floor with hard, relentless strokes. his grip on her is bordering on bruising, fingers digging into her skin like he has to anchor himself on her or else he'll lose his mind.
maybe he already has. that would lowkey terrify her if it weren't the fact that it feels good anyway, despite the roughness. her arms finally sling around obikawa's shoulders, fingers raking down his back as her mind begins to fog over with every thrust. ]
Please... I can't--
[ take it anymore, yet she continues to do so over and over, the pleasure within her core curling so tightly that she can hardly stand it. ]
for a second i forgot he's not coming inside her
Instead he focuses on her; the heated core that the head of his cock pushes against relentlessly with each thrust. A primal urge being satisfied as he pushes her body to be folded in half, a position so defenseless yet open to take all of him. It makes for his chest to grow tight as he realizes that she's already just moments from spilling over. The urge to snap and unhinge his jaw to fit her perfectly inside her mouth rising - a threat that he can at least push aside.
Obikawa keeps his hands against the back of her knees, pushing her into the carpet again and again until his cock throbs and aches. Ensuring that he's at least made himself warm and wet inside of her before pulling out, his cum spilling out from the head of his cock and onto her stomach.
And her face.
And her hair. ]
Oh. [ oop ] Maybe I should've just finished inside.
if he doesn't breed her in their next smut thread i swear
but alas, they aren't living in that fantasy. ishmael's mind is gone, replaced with nothing but the overwhelming heat of him, the sharp slap of skin against skin, the way his cock pummels that one devastating spot within her with precision. she whines with every thrust, pushing her hips against him with every push and pull of his cock, trying to meet his thrust with desperation as she begins to veer over the edge --
but it never comes. he's the one coming instead, painting her with white ribbons from her navel and up to her head and stomach. she barely has a second to process the sudden unbearable emptiness within her, her core aching from being denied from orgasming, and she groans as she shifts underneath him. what the fuck, he didn't even let her finish...... ]
...Fuck.
[ she flings her arm over her eyes again, slick chest heaving from it all. it's nice of him to pull out, but she can't help but agree with him. he really should've finished within her so that she'll know what it feels like to be filled and be whole for once. ]
Next time... I'll get you for this next time.
[ since they're now homies and all :/ ]
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