Thank you for the meal! rengoku kyojuro x fem!reader
nsfw mdni!! not proofread sigh
Kyojuro Rengoku is always saying thank you before his meals. It's muscle memory for him to do so. He would never forget the kindness of someone who prepared him a savory mouth-watering meal. He also never knows if his next meal will end up being his last.
This translates to the bedroom when he's on his knees for you, admiring your pretty pussy. It's the first time you two are trying something like this. You were too scared to suggest it though, scared that he'd be disgusted by such a request. Even though you know he loves you to death and will protect you with his whole life.
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He came to you about it actually. The way he talked about it so casually was beyond your understanding because you were a squirming mess the whole time.
"I was talking with Lady Shinobu. I wanted to know what would bring a woman the most pleasure. That's what she suggested." His honest eyes never leave yours, waiting for your input.
"Kyo, you're so thoughtful. I um... did want to try that... but I was scared you wouldn't want to." Embarrassment seeps through your body. This time it isn't because of his request to eat you out but embarrassment from the fact that you never asked him for such a silly reason.
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Now he's staring at your pussy in an animalistic way. "May I?" He asks so gently it makes you smile.
"Of course, Kyojuro." You grip the sheets bracing yourself for the sensation of his tongue exploring your pussy.
"Thank you for the food." He whispers his hands clasped together, his eyes closed tightly. Once he opens them his big hands find your thighs and pries them open.
"You're so wet and beautiful, honey." The slick on your thighs drips slowly down to your ass. Kyojuro leans in to meet your pussy. He explores your folds carefully and experimentally with his tongue. Your soft moans encourage him to continue.
Kyojuro is a professional at eating, so you expected nothing less when he said he'd eat you out. Somehow with a lack of experience, he still seems to know what he's doing.
His lips close around your clit and he sucks at it like there's no tomorrow. "Kyojuro- oh god that feels so good." You can feel him smile into your pussy.
He starts at a medium place flicking his tongue back and forth on your clit. The stimulation makes your lower half throb, heat pooling in your stomach already.
He switches to sucking your clit once more, making loud obnoxious smacking noises, along with "mmm's" and little moans. He's practically kissing your pussy at this point. His saliva drips down from your cunt to the crack of your ass.
He realizes you're enjoying this and he wants to make you cum using only his mouth. So, he applies more pressure with his tongue. "Oh!" Your mouth is open in an O shape, no other sound comes out. A certain sensation starts building up in the lower half of your body.
You attempt to close your legs, because this feeling is very new to you and it's overwhelming, but Kyojuro keeps you in place with his hands. They're sure to leave nice little marks on your thighs. He pushes his head even deeper as if he could become one with your body. He can feel the way your body responds to him, the heat of your body, your smooth skin, everything.
It becomes fairly obvious to your husband that you're close with the way you grip at his fiery strands of hair. Kyojuro slurps up your savory juices. His moans increase, the vibration of them sending you straight to your orgasm.
You drag out a long, "Oh- fuckkkkk." Your toes curl up and your back arches up like a cat. Without even missing a beat Kyojuro is lapping up all of your cum and other juices.
Your body goes limp. Every breath is rushed as you try to regain composure from the pleasure he has given you. Kyojuro detaches himself from your sweet cunt. A string of saliva keeps the two of you connected.
"Thank you for the meal, my love." He looks so lewd sitting on his knees with your slick coating his chin.
"Of course, honey. Perhaps I can return the favor?" While giving you everything you need, your husband has forgotten about his own needs. He quickly looks down to see he has a raging boner in his pants. His cock throbs with need.
"If it's not too much trouble.." He mumbles quietly.
"It isn't. After everything you've done for me? This is just a small thank you."
A/N: idk if anyone really writes for this boy but I love him. If you want just imagine him as any of your favs that like to eat :)
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listening to no makeup by exo and all my thoughts are slow, soft make out sessions as we lay together on the bed
just gentle touches and kissing each other so softly, languidly, as if we've done this so many times that we've memorised how we move.
they softly cup your cheek, drawing your lips ever closer to theirs, if that was even possible, eyes closed and just savouring the taste of you.
dreamy sighs as you stop for breath, hooded eyes as you stare at each other with so much affection and admiration.
the delicate grip on your hips to pull you closer to them, the light squeeze of their fingers into your skin.
the way they nose into the skin of your neck, breathing in your comfortable, familiar scent. this is the happiest they've ever been, laying there with the love of their life, embracing them, enjoying the little moments within the silence
ugh just soft fluffy thoughts of my faves
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“how dare you say we piss on the poor” is perhaps THEE best piece of vernacular to come out of tumblr dot com in the past decade. along with “what were you doing at the devils sacrament” (cheeky. inspired. relevant in every context) and “harold, they're lesbians” (timeless. funny as hell. gay)
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