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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!hostess!reader, public play, frottage, virginity loss ( reader ), suggested size kink ( petite!reader ), dubcon in the end, forced overstimulation, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day thirty [ iori suiseki + virginity loss ] // three of three very special fics for very special people!! @meloguro, I love you so much baby!!

Iori was teasing you.

he enjoyed the flustered expression overtake your visage when he’d first pulled you on to his lap, and now he was just having fun with it.

“Someone’s going to s— see—“ you protested in a soft voice at first, when he’d guided your hands to his groin and allowed you to feel the outline of his cock through the fabric.

but he’d laughed, and pulled you closer, so you could hear him over the loud thumping of the music. “This place is too loud, and way too full,” he assured you with a devious grin, “no one will ever know. What am I paying you for, anyways, if not to tend to me like a good, little girl?”

while you could’ve protested that— explained that you’d only applied for and been hired to be a hostess in his club, you had been distracted when he used your delicate and inexperienced hands, pushing them beneath his linens to wrap around his cock and fish it out. you squeaked once it sprang free, and jabbed upwards in the air between the two of you, shyly attempting to avert your gaze. both of your hands flee to your face, fingers covering your eyes as your palms press to your heated cheeks. you’d never seen a naked man in person before, and you weren’t expecting the first time to be your boss. still, as much as you tried to hide your shame, you peeked through the cracks in your fingers to look at it again.

Iori was grinning at your display of embarrassment, but he seemed more than comfortable to be sitting there, knees spread wide with his little hostess perched on his lap, cock hard between their stomachs. “You like what you see, sweetheart?” he teases, before reaching up to grasp one of your wrists again, prying your hand from your face, “Come on, don’t be so shy. I need to feel your soft hands on me. You don’t mind, right?” guiding one hand to his cock, he curls your fingers around his girth, so you can feel just how hard and warm he is. the sensation of your velvety, gentle touch must’ve been a jarring juxtaposition to what his usually is, because Iori lets out a low moan, and tilts his head back against the wall as soon as he feels it. “Attagirl. Feel me…”

your eyes widened. you watched his Adam’s Apple jump with each sound of pleasure he made as you timidly began to explore the length of his cock with your fingers. most of his moans were lost in the music, but you could tell by the twitching in his throat that he was making them. your cheeks were on fire with a blush, and you stare down at his cock, instead, as a way to ensure that you didn’t make eye contact with him while your hand was between his legs.

you were in awe of it all. from the intimidating size to the pinky, flared tip and the vein-etched shaft. down to the well-kept base and trimmed, dark bed of hair. the faint scent of his arousal tickled your nose, and sent a wave of lust over you. you ran your fingers back up, running a soft pad over his slit and his cock jumped in response. Iori tensed, and chuckled thickly, his eyes snapping open to watch you play. “Found my sensitive spots already, did you?” he grinned, before his eyes flickered over your cocktail dress, the way it clings to your body, and one of his hands wraps around the small of your back, urging you closer. “But I don’t just want your hands, little hostess. C’mere…”

“I—I—!” your free hand presses to his chest in a sudden flurry, your eyes wide and uncertain as you look up at him, a bashful expression coating your features. “I’ve never—“ chewing on your lip, you choke out the words. “Done this before. I-I’m sorry.”

for a moment, Iori said nothing, his palm still flat against the small of your back, but there was a playful smile that grew on his features before he asked, amused. “Did you think I didn’t know that already?”

“H-huh?!”

Iori guffaws, pulling your lower half even closer. the skirt of your short dress bunches up around your hips, revealing your fabric cotton panties, and you whimper in response to being so suddenly exposed, now pressing against his chest with both hands instead. “When I first interviewed you, I knew you were too innocent for this place. Too sweet to have done anything like this job before. I knew you had to be a virgin, too, because the way you squirmed when I so much as allowed my gaze to wander…” as if emphasizing his point, Iori’s eyeline travels lower, over your cleavage as your chest heaves with nervous breath, and down to your panties, where his brow quirks deviously. “But, the way you looked at me. That cute, little curious sparkle in your eyes. I knew you wanted to find yourself right here, in this very spot. At my mercy.” his free hand slides just underneath you, the very tips of his fingers teasing your slit through the damp cotton, and you grip his collar tightly, clinging to him as he stimulates you.

he chuckles again, feeling you soak through even further, and looks back to your face, grin brimming with dastardly intent. “I would ask you if I was wrong, but you’re making a mess of your own panties, sweetheart. That’s how badly you want me right now.”

“Don’t look…” you murmur sheepishly, attempting to squeeze your thighs together, but Iori was already hooking his fingers around the fabric and pulling it aside, exposing your slick to the club air. “Iori!”

“Hmm?” he’s teasing you again, you can hear it in his sing-song baritone. “I can’t help it, little hostess. I want to see your cute pussy lips slot around my cock. Go on, rub on it a little bit.”

he had you in the right position for it. with your lower half hovering close to his hard cock as it lay against his stomach, you nibble on your lip, staring down at it for a moment. you weren’t really sure how to give him what he wanted, but you also couldn’t deny that you wanted to feel him, too.

uncertainly, you lowered yourself until your sensitive core pressed flush to his cock. your breath caught in your throat, and you looked up at his face. he was watching the join of your bodies, too, and he grabbed both of your hips with a husky, “Little more…” and began to rock them back and forth. your netherlips did exactly as he said they would, and draped over his girth, as if hugging him close, and as he started to buck forward to meet the rhythm he was moving you in, his swollen tip began to kiss at your sensitive clit. “‘S good, drench me good, sweetheart.” Iori grunts, his thin brows furrowing. you weren’t used to seeing him so concentrated. usually, he seemed playful and happy, but in this moment, as he rubs his cock between your sticky folds, he’s anything but. there’s a faint, red tint to his cheeks, and his tiers are barely parted as he starts to pant, but his eyes are fiery and focused, watching the head batter your poor button. “Fuck, your little pussy is so warm.”

it was embarrassing, but you didn’t want him to stop praising you. it was getting you off, feeling the strength in his hands as he drags you over his cock as if you weighed nothing at all, and the urgent pushing of his hips, as if he were desperately trying to bury himself in your virgin cunt and live there forever. you close your eyes, squirming and clutching at him. each and every time he prods your clit, you swoon and twitch, and leak more arousal on to his cock. “Iori—“ you moan, and try to hold on as your climax approaches, “I-I’m going to…!”

“Not yet, you’re not.” Iori murmurs softly, and stops your movements. when your eyelids fly open again, you stare down at him, flustered at the sudden halt. you had been almost there, you could feel it, but he’d pulled you back from the ledge. he’s looking at your face, grinning breathlessly, and he murmurs. “I want to feel you cum from the inside, baby girl. Do you want that, too?”

you considered protesting. you were nervous, well aware that he would pop your cherry and it would hurt like hell, but you were teetering on the edge of orgasm. and right now, you just wanted to reach that high. so you nod, and bite your lip.

“Mm—Mhm..!”

“Good girl.” Iori purrs, pushing you back just enough to be able to reach a hand between your bodies and grab his cock at the base, guiding it to split your folds instead of simply grinding into them. he teases your entrance for a moment, testing your elasticity and your willingness to stretch for him. “‘S gonna be a tight, tight fit.” he mutters to himself, and a bead of sweat pearls at his temple.

you flinch, feeling his tip trying to force you open, and whine and shut your eyes tightly, but it isn’t long before you feel his lips on yours, and hear his voice, feeling the heat of his breath with every syllable.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. Look at me when I take you.”

obediently, your eyelids fluttered open, and you’re staring directly into his gaze when you do. he chuckles a bit, pleased, and nods. “There we go. Just like that. I want to watch you fall in love with me.”

there’s an undeniable arrogance in his voice that might’ve been irritating if it hadn’t been true, because when his cock wormed into you, and the sensations exploded throughout your body, it was as if you’d melted on the spot for him. the two of you moan in unison at the feeling of him stretching you open and your walls fluttering madly around the intruder. his grin only widens, seeing your eyes sparkle in adoration and shock the very moment he grasps your hip and pulls you down to sit flush on him, giving you no choice but to take him hilt deep for your first time. though you cried out at the intensity of the pressure in your belly, you only gazed into his eyes, dreamily.

“You like the way that feels, huh?” Iori taunts you, rubbing your hip with his thumb, guiding your body in a slow oscillation whilst he thrusts forward to meet the movements, allowing you to feel every inch throbbing as he moves. shallow, deep, full. shallow, deep, full. you nod, speechless and needy, your legs trembling. “Taking your first cock, riding it?” his breath shudders, rolling his head on his shoulders as he thoroughly enjoys your tightness, “Mm, I know you do. I can feel it in the way you clench around me, baby girl. You’re so damn sensitive. You’re already so close.”

he was right, and you knew that, because your stomach was already tied in knots. you were already squirming and trying to relieve the pressure in your belly by bouncing on him harder, and faster, but that only intensified everything. you were going to cum for the first time, wrapped around your boss’ cock and you could do nothing but ride it out, unraveling and whining his name in hardly coherent babbles. you collapse against his chest, face buried in the fabric of his shirt. it smells of his intoxicating cologne. you struggle to breathe, your sensitivity turned up to one hundred, shaking as you stop your movements, and still on his lap.

“Aw, you poor thing.” Iori croons, shifting you on his lap. every movement coaxed a pleading whimper from your throat, and you tried desperately to keep him from moving you too much. he was still hard and deep inside you, but your spongy walls twitched and spasmed to the point of aching. “Already finished?” when you nod, he leans forward to kiss your temple, “Well, then just hang on. I’m not done with you yet, baby.” as he says this, you feel both of his hands on the small of your back, fingers interlocking to hold you in place as he starts to thrust his hips upward, suddenly plowing into you at a furious, hungry pace that has you crying out and trying to reach for your poor, battered cunt. he was, unfortunately, holding you too tightly. pinning you to him, and he chuckles hoarsely at your struggle, smearing his lips over your cheek and towards your mouth as he growls low and excited, “Mm, you just feel too good, little hostess. Fuck, I’m not going to stop until I’m completely satisfied off your body.” it wasn’t malicious, but you knew you’d be aching for days as tears well up in your eyes, and he slams himself home in your guts over and over. “Gonna watch your pretty, little legs try not to give out while you’re serving tables after I’ve fucked the shit out of you, my cute little virgin.”

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