![]() You brush the tips of your fingers along his jawline before cupping his cheek. The way your face flushes with arousal, your brow creasing with effort as you struggle to maintain your rhythm… A quiet, almost inaudible sigh escapes his lips as he kneads the soft flesh of your thighs. No, Kazan Yamaoka wouldn’t dare allow anyone else to have even the slightest bit of control, no matter how small or… intimate. Truly, you were his favorite… You can see it in the way he looks at you, how he allows you to do such a thing to him, how his grip loosens around your hips and his hands go lax and even begin to wander across your body… While your Lord did maintain some of the control, you were allowed to move as you saw fit. You were given a measure of power in being allowed to do this. Lord Yamaoka was always a deliciously tight fit an uncomfortable burn at first that quickly morphs into something wholly pleasurable. ![]() Steadying yourself with a palm firmly planted onto his chest, you gently stroke the length of his member a few times, coating it in his natural lubricant before lifting your hips and aligning the head of his cock with your entrance. Lord Yamaoka had to have at least some control, so he grabbed your hips and directed the speed and force of your grinding against his cock.Īs good as it feels, you know that this won’t be anywhere near enough to satisfy your Lord. You roll your bare sex against his, fluttering your eyelashes as he grunts softly. He was a tad standoffish, but complied without complaint, watching you intently as you climb onto his lap. You couldn’t hide your squeal of excitement and you gently directed your Lord to lie on his back. They soften as they examine your features, pouty, if not a tad coy, then he sighs softly through his nose. While his face largely remains stoic, as though made of stone, his eyes are quite telling. Lord Yamaoka regarded you with a largely unreadable expression. Your hands were so small, even when placed on his chest. Lord Yamaoka rarely left you wanting for anything, but this time, you were sure this was something that he would rather appreciate, regardless of how stubborn he could be at times. It wasn’t often that you asked for much of anything, much less deploy those puppy dog eyes of yours. Warnings: Master/Servant Dynamic, Praise Kink, Breeding/Pregnancy Kink, Size Difference, Gentle Sex, Body Worship ![]() Was talking to and this was too tasty to pass up.
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