Let's start with the NSFW hc's !
First of all: 18+. Minors do not interact, that's the only warning you're gonna have.
𝑰𝒛𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑲𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒘𝒂 :
Requested by @angeldevil0com
Isn't he grandiose ?
Here he is, in all his majesty, from the end of the room and everything starts between his fleshy lips. His tanned skin glimmers under the sunshine, and everyone in the meeting drinks his words as if he was the one chosen, his men nod at every one of his words.
You're there, at the corner of the room waiting for Tenjiku's boss to be done with his meeting, sitting all pretty and quiet for your man, making his friends think he really did a good job into taming his girlfriend.
Sure, the boss wouldn't allow his bitch to mess up with his reputation, no matter how long they've been together, no matter how fast she secretly makes his heart beat.
Far away from the middle of the room, where all the dirty secrets lay hidden, his opal eyes meet yours. You bite your lips, he exhales.
-" Think we've done for today." Izana surprises his men by stating. " Everyone, out."
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-" Am I making my baby feel good ?" You ask, lips brushing against his with every word. And he would've answered you, if only wasn't he too deeply engulfed in the warm hug your pussy was providing him.
Everyone was gone now, and behind the closed doors of the kingdom, the king could graciously melt in the hands of his queen, worshipping her beauty, fingertips digging in the plush of her thighs.
-" You know you gotta use your words, 'Zana. Can anyone ride this cock like mommy does ?"
He loathed that nickname at first. But the more he saw your loving stares on him, your careful touches, your cotton candy kisses, the more he was convinced you would not leave like his mother . That he could get comfortable around a woman for once.
-" Shit- no one. You're so, so fucking good t'me, love how this pussy's taking me "
Izana loves those moments, when he just drops the crown knowing you've got it handled, knowing this world bears no other one to share his burden, but you.
Nonetheless, he lost none of his charisma. White hair circling his pleasure-contorted face, chest and abs marked by you under your body relentlessly bouncing on him, Izana Kurokawa is the best sight to lose your breath to.
-" You so damn pretty on top o'mme " his voice no more than a grunted whisper, your hand caresses his chest right where you make his heart beats erratic by squeezing his length, the moan to leave his mouth right after was almost desperate, buckling his hips deeper inside you, his hands press your chest tighter against his.
-" more, needa feel you more. I jus' need you "
And the contrast is none but striking, how the almighty Tenjiku's boss leans under your touch like a wounded bird, how desperate is touch turns as he seeks for your lips in a hungry kiss.
-" So needy... " You pant, breathless breaking from the kiss. His pretty eyebrows furrow in displeasure, you nonetheless cling on his shoulders for support, preparing to quicken your pace. " Shhh, worry not baby. I got you, mama's got you "
At his breaking point, Izana couldn't care the least about being heard moaning this loud for you, not with your legs wrapping lotus-like around his waist, taking him deeper than ever.
-" swear to fucking god... No one can kill me but you "
Idk about you, but that's exactly how I see izana being for his s/o
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