@LANGUIDOGTAG Nothing seems to get past her. . . guess Futaba tucking his erection as soon as he saw her is fairly useless.
“I, uh. . . wanted you to take a look at something for me,” the poor thing didn’t even know he’d been figured out, eyes down at Takemi’s heels, cheeks flushed pink.
@10th_Lieutenant Soft lips press into her shoulders and neck as he ruts in to her, his cries of pleasure joining her moans in a carnal symphony. Candied praise whispered between gasps, girth throbbing as it glazes her walls in precum.
“You’re taking me so well. . . I can’t get enough of you. .”
@10th_Lieutenant Of course he was, just look at Rangiku’s body! 😵💫
Those thin, feminine hips sway with each animalistic stroke, pushing that bulging tip against every inch of the shinigami’s walls that he could reach. Shaft, twitching and throbbing against that constricting pussy.
@10th_Lieutenant Gods. . .she’s his new favorite person. They should make this a regular thing! ♡
Though, it’ll be hard to talk about now. . . that flat chest is pressing against Rangiku’s back, while arms lock her head into place. A slight choke, while those hips buck into her like a wild dog.
@katie_femboy “Sorryyy. . . I only know how to take it slow.”
There was a wide, plotting grin crossing Futaba’s lips, straddling Luna’s plump thighs, before those mischievous digits spread those pillowy ass cheeks apart. Thumb rolling over her hole over those shorts, palm cupping her sack.
Disgusting lil’ gooner he is. . . already busted once, and he’s still going, right where anyone can see him and walk in.
No wonder Sojiro thinks he’s hopeless.
“Ugh, you’re impossible. . . fine, just don’t look at me weird when I tell you.”
Replying back with a playful giggle, he allows himself to be whisked off to her bedroom — closing the door behind them, and dropping his jacket before kicking off his sneakers.
She looks down at the money then raises an eyebrow at him but shrugs and takes his hand - leading him off to her bedroom.
"I won't ask /now/ but I will ask /later/ cause I want in. C'mon. Let's get comfy."
@TeasingTulip Sure, that might be true, but Futaba knows where he wants to rest his head. There’s a hundred dollar bill being slipped into her hand, an extra fifty for the trouble he’s going to be.
“DON’T ask where I got this money.”
@LANGUIDOGTAG O—Oh! She offers those types of ‘services’. . . ? Sojiro won’t be back for a while, soooo, it wouldn’t hurt to sneak over—. Right?
“H—Hey. . . Doctor Takemi?” Sheepishly calling out as he pushed door to her clinic open. Head peering into the reception window by the entrance.
@TeasingTulip 🔮. And even that’s a valid way to feel. That’s why it’s important to have writing partners you can talk to in some capacity. It’s not going to kill those fears, but it sure will help when you can outline expectations.