Chuuya Week day 2 - language of flowers
i kind of want to make more changes but onto day 3
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he fucks you mean.
one hand pushing your face down into the mattress while the other holds both your wrists behind your back as he brutally rams inside of you from the back. slap, slap, slap, the sound echoing through the bedroom. your shaky whimpers are muffled into the sheets, your ears almost began to ring.
and this whole time chuuya manages to keep that damn smug smirk laid across his face, watching how your whole body trembles as your soaked cunt hugged his length oh so perfectly… you were being utterly ruined.
“yeahh… pussy’s all mine, huh?” he grunts, the mocking tone lingering in his voice making you shudder. he gives your ass a harsh slap, your hips jolting slightly and making your ass jiggle even more, making him take his bottom lip in between his teeth. his thrusts quickened, the hand that was pushing your face down now bunched up your hair and tugged at it, pulling you back. you gasp, drool smeared along the corners of your lips and dripping down your chin, your eyes rolled back to your skull, slutty moans being the only sound you're able to make… saying it looked nasty would be an understatement.
chuuya leans down a little to meet your face, tugging you back by the hair even more, your back arched against him as your mouth stayed hung open. you looked a mess, he couldn't help but let out a low chuckle at this sight of you, looking worn the fuck out and drunk off his cock. “you love getting fucked stupid on this dick, don't you?” that voice of his is enough to make you clench harder around him, a creamy white ring forming around the base of his cock as you frantically nodded.
his hand finds the front of your neck, firmly holding it as your head titled up and his hypnotic gaze looked straight into your teary eyes. getting fucked so good it brought you to tears… you never even knew that was possible until chuuya. ”who’s pussy is this?” his tone was chilling but in a real sexy way, you could feel a knot tying inside your stomach, your cunt still stuffed of his cock. “yours… all yours... f-fuck–!” your voice was so hoarse and weak that it made his heart swell, he crashed his lips onto yours as he filled your pussy full of his cum, the same time as your juices sprayed all over his shaft and onto the bed, drenching it, your eyes screwed shut as a loud moan is let out from you, chanting his name like a prayer.
your limp body dropped down as chuuya slowly pulls out, watching his milky fluids flow out your pussy with a smirk, just to stuff it back in with his fingers, your hips shifting back as he does so. his hand drew shapes on your lower back and massaged you, and he placed kisses up towards your nape. he then gets off the bed, and begins to pick you up bridal style. “you did so good for me, beautiful.” you placed a kiss on his cheek, as you were carried to the bathroom.
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