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Osomatsu
For someone who was so eager to take your clothes off, he sure was nervous. But this was new for both of you, so expected it. Hovering over you like his heart knew what he should be doing, but his brain stopped turning gears. You were soft underneath him, curvaceous in all the right areas. It made him more nervous. He played with your breasts for a decent amount of time, giving them gentle squeezes and dragging long licks over your nipples - the sound of your moaning was his favorite part.
Soon his fingers traveled south, fiddling with your underwear, hesitant to approach any further. Your nerves were beginning to soar through the roof and it took some courage in your to find your voice.
“Osomatsu…touch me.”
He swallowed a dry gulp. Twitching fingers slipped carefully into your panties. You winced in pleasure at the feel of fingertips grazing your folds. He sucked in a breath, a mix of excitement and embarrassment on his face. Digits dipped into you gently and you whined at the intrusion.
“Easy baby…” he shuddered out. Those noises of yours were too good. Working his fingers in and out of you slowly, you felt small tinges of pleasure wash over you. He shifted closer, coming to take a thigh in his hand as he curled his fingers slightly. You bucked into his hand, a small sigh leaving you. He withdrew from you, a satisfied look on his face. You had soaked his hand a decent amount, not knowing how truly turned on he must have made you. Your thighs were spread open to allow Osomatsu to rest between them. You closed your eyes, heart in your throat as you reached for his shoulders - you knew what was coming next.
He kissed your temple, “I’ll go slow, alright?”
He bit his lip, lining himself up nervously to your entrance. The look on his face read utter disbelief, never in his life did he imagine he’d be here. At the end of his virginity. He slid into you cautiously, groaning as his dick was slowly encased in sheer warmth. You winced at the extremely foreign feeling, whole body trembling.
“Come on babe, relax for me…” he coaxed you, the strain visible on your face. He rubbed gentle circles into your hips when he settled fully within you. You were so incredibly hot over his dick and he was itching to move, but he pushed those urges aside to give you time. Losing his virginity was one thing…but you were more than just this, and despite what everyone else thought of him - he wasn’t about to fuck this up.
You sighed softly, experimentally moving your hips against him. There was a slight discomfort there, but it wasn’t anything you weren’t willing to handle. His hands came to your hips,
“Ready?”
A quick nod and you felt him rock into you slowly. You winced, feeling a slight sting in your hips, but a wave of pleasure up your spine. A few languid thrusts in and you were more acclimated, straight pleasure taking over your senses. Now you needed him to pick up the pace. You skimmed your hand over his shoulder,
“Osomatsu…faster, please.”
You didn’t miss the sleazy grin that crossed his face,
“Fuck I never thought you’d ask.”
Karamatsu
“Unghhh Karaaa” you whined, fingers tangling into his hair. You heard him groan low in your heat, at which he was currently tongue deep. It took a great deal of convincing to talk him into going this far with you. You assured him that you were ready, and when his face mimicked cherries, you were almost worried he wasn’t.
“You don’t want to?” you asked, hand coming over his. His eyes cast downward, searching the ground, unsure of his words. He took your hand up to his chest, heart pounding against your fingertips.
“It’s not that, angel…of course I want to,” he sighed, his fingers loosening their grip, “I just…I don’t want to disappoint you.”
You hummed in an exhale, your other hand traveling to caress his cheek.
“You could never disappoint me, Karamatsu. Everything you do is with love, and I know this would be no different…” you lifted his jaw to lock eyes, “That will always be enough for me.”
He nodded, tears sliding into the corners of his eyes as he took you in for a kiss.
To ease his nerves (as well as yours), you suggested that he use his fingers first just to get you a little more wet than you already were. He quietly helped you undress down to your underwear, and you to his. You had to admit you were deathly nervous for your first time, but even you had a little more sense of direction for sex than Karamatsu did. He listened to your suggestion, eyes closed in embarrassment or thought, you weren’t sure. He took you in his arms, hand easing you flat on the bed,
“Lay back, my love” he whispered, peppering your face with kisses and descending downward. You weren’t privy to what he was doing, but the intimate gesture of your comfort and his tender kisses were helping you relax. It wasn’t until you felt fingers tugging your panties down your legs did you realize what was happening. You were relieved at how gentle he was being with his ministrations as he kissed your legs, though you could say you expected nothing less when his baseline was to shower you with affection daily. Your thighs were gently parted open and you braced yourself for something to prod your entrance, only to feel a sensation of wet softness slide over your clit. You gasped, realizing then as he pressed his lips against your folds that it was face between you legs and not his fingers.
You became a moaning mess quickly, and now you were here, having to call for him to stop because you were definitely going to come undone before either of you even started. He pulled up from your thighs, wiping his mouth with the back of his arm and you wondered who the hell was this man. His eyes were starting to take on an onyx hue smoldered by passion; but you could tell by the deep blush on his cheeks that there was great hesitance still about him.
“W-Was that good, darling?” he asked, a nervous plea to please you seated in his voice. You bit your lip, lashes sitting low as you shook your head yes. Reaching around behind you, you unclasped your bra. Sliding the garment off you whispered,
“I’m ready, Kara…”
Cheeks flushed, he nodded slowly, brows upturned in trepidation. This was it - the last line before he could no longer call himself a virgin. Looking over your body, he drank in the sight before him - beautiful locks to frame your face, eyes that shone like precious stones, and soft curves that graced the heavenly figure that was you. But you were more than that…you cared. You made it easy for him to be himself, to be passionate and spontaneous, and feel supported as he was. He felt his heart swell at the thought of your smile and how you kissed him with nothing short of adoration. There was no one he would rather do this with and he wanted you to know it.
He kissed across your chest, a few kitten licks favoring your nipples that made you moan his name breathlessly. Sighing into your skin, he kissed up to your neck, his hands busying themselves with his underwear. Afterward, he grasped your thighs, shifting you closer and you felt his hard length brush against your inner thigh. Your hand shot up to grasp his arm,
“G-Go slow, Karamatsu,” you said, voice quivering. He took your chin in his hand, steering your gaze to his.
“I would never want to hurt you, my love…I’ll be gentle, I promise.”
He settled between your legs and searched your eyes, a last means for your consent. You pushed yourself to place a chaste kiss on his lips and gently laid back down. He exhaled deep, positioning himself at your entrance and slowly nudging in. You felt yourself tense at the sensation, your insides stretching to accommodate him. He was gritting his teeth above you, your pussy gripping around him extraordinarily - it was almost enough to make him cum then and there. He inched into you further and kept one eye open to gauge your face for any signs of pain. At the moment all you were feeling was a fair amount of discomfort - similar to an overextended appendage. You were relieved this was a little easier on you compared to the horror stories you’ve heard in the past - though you supposed eating your pussy had made it so. Before you knew it, he had stilled inside you, finally fitting the whole of him inside you.
“Are…Are you o-okay?” he shuddered out, “I’m…n-not hurting you, am I?”
Teeth grazing over your bottom lip, you shook your head. You merely needed to relax the tension in your lower body. As if on cue, Karamatsu massaged up your hips, whispering words of how beautiful you were and how deeply he loved you. Kisses were trailed over your collarbone and shoulder and you melted into his affections. Resting his forehead on yours he finally said,
“I’m going to move, my love…”
A slow drawback out of you made your breath hitch, only to melt into a moan where reconnected his hips with your own. He took his time, keeping a slow pace and easing you into the gentle rhythm of sex while keeping him from completely losing it before bringing you to ecstasy. When the discomfort was lost to the haze of pleasure, your voice sang of only moans. You felt him brush a spot deep within you, your nails gently biting into his bicep.
“K-Karamatsu…” his name falling off your lips in a heated breath, “Harder…”
His response was to pull your lips into a deep kiss, love and lust a delicious mix on his tongue. He wove his fingers with yours,
“My heart,” he purred, feeling a little more confidence in his system at your request, “Allow me to take you to paradise.”
Choromatsu
He had sworn he was dreaming. You, there in front of him, wearing nothing but his plaid shirt. Literally nothing else. He had looked around your bedroom, sure there had to be another person in the room that you had put on the extensively sexy display for. You had to laugh at that, and you assured him that were there only for him. That was the beginning of his blubbering streak however, because when you mentioned going all the way with him - he froze. You touched your fingers to your lips in shock,
“W-We don’t have to, Choro!” you exclaimed, not wanting to overwhelm or pressure your poor boyfriend. The anxious face he had concerned you that he was en route to passing out. He shook his shock off, grabbing your hand, “N-No! Please, let’s do it!” and immediately bowed after. You blinked, wondering why your boyfriend acted like you offered him a handsome business deal. But you giggled, his head finally coming up and laughing alongside you albeit a little nervously.
Choromatsu was a little meticulous in his movements. He removed his clothes in a mechanical fashion in order to catch up with you. When he was left in his underwear, you called for him to come over to you. He wheezed, face flushed as he nervously climbed onto the bed with you. You pecked kisses onto his face, mumbling affirmations in between. You nuzzled your nose against his,
“I love you, Choromatsu.
His heart fluttered, but he relaxed, a feeling of genuine love washing over his features. He took your hand and pressed a few kisses to your palms and knuckles. You couldn’t help but look at him, heart soaring in adoration. Scooting forward, you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. He froze under your action at first, but slowly melted into the kiss, even going so far as to push his tongue into your mouth. You moaned into the kiss, hands coming to his shoulders to pull him closer. His hands hesitantly went to your waist, deciding to sit innocently at your sides. Breaking from the kiss, you cheekily pulled him down with you as your back hit the sheets. Choromatsu’s eyes roamed over the entirety of your body, face beet red. You were entirely too sexy sprawled out underneath him, his favorite plaid barely covering your breasts and rest of you not covered at all. To have someone as beautiful and loving as you were to want to share their first time with him…he was a truly lucky man.
He squeaked out softly, “C-Can I touch you?”
A small smile and a nod as you pushed the fabric of his shirt off your body. He was shaking slightly when his hand descended to cover you breast. You hummed, arching ever so slightly into his touch. He sucked in a breath, squeezing your flesh gently, fingertips rolling around your nipple. You lent him your voice this time, outwardly moaning. He brought his other hand into the fray, caressing your chest fully. When his tongue came down to leave long licks across your chest was when you realized your thighs were rubbing together. There was a deep ache in your loins that you wished to chase, but was unsure how. Watching Choromatsu kiss your skin made you decide enough as enough. You wanted him, needed him.
“Ch-Choro…” you moaned out slowly, “I want you…”
The blush that dusted his cheek stretched over his ears, but he nodded slowly. He pulled his underwear off of him, carefully placing the garment off to the side with the rest of his clothes. When he returned back over you, you reached out to wrap your arms around his neck. He nestled himself carefully between your thighs.
“You’re sure?” hi hand came to thread through your hair gently, “I don’t want you to get hurt or regret this…I…I don’t know if I could live with that.”
You leaned your head to the side to kiss his palm, “I trust you with all of me, Choromatsu. I’ll never regret being with you like this.”
A shy smile crossed his face. He placed to hands at your sides, placing a soft kiss at your lips. He rested his head into the crook of your neck, “Promise me you’ll tell me if it hurts…I’ll stop.”
It was your turn to thread fingers in his hair, and you promised him you would. You felt his knees spread your thighs a little more open and took a deep breath. He pressed the head of his cock past your folds,
“Oh god…” he shuddered, sliding into you another inch. You shook right along with him, feeling full but slightly uncomfortable. You could feel yourself clenched tightly around him, and you chalked that up to your body tensing at the new sensation of sex. Your heart went out to poor Choromatsu who could see was clearly straining not to thrust into you. Your pussy was so tight and warm around him it was near consuming his every thought. At the feeling of him finally filling you to the hilt, he exhaled shakily into your skin.
“You’re not in p-pain, are you?”
You huffed out a soft no, actually moving your hips a bit to get used to him inside you. He hissed at the movement, giving a shallow thrust of his own.
“You can move, Choro…I’m okay.”
With that he wordlessly thrusted into you, slow, but fairly deep. You moaned, clutching the sheets besides you. You willed your body to relax, hands travelling up to Choromatsu’s shoulders. He kissed the crook of your neck gently, repeating in your ear how good you were: good you are to him, how good you felt how good this relationship is with you, God, you loved him. His words made your heart ache with love, and you felt yourself sighing, his thrusts rolling small waves of pleasure over your hips and thighs. When you finally felt your body open up a little more, you felt his thrusts lacking.
“Mmm…Choromatsu…” you moaned softly, “M-More…please…I need more.”
You swore you heard a choked gasp above you, but his hands nevertheless gripped your hips a little harder now.
“Y-You’re sure?” he questioned.
At your nod, he spread your legs a little further.
“O-Okay…but promise you’ll let me know how good it feels,” he began to pick up the pace of his hips, “I want to bring you nothing but pleasure.”
Ichimatsu
He snorted, almost choking on the air that near didn’t reach his lungs.
“You want to do what? With trash like me?!”
You rolled your eyes, “Yes, Ichimatsu,” you took his hand and he looked like he wanted to faint, “I love you, idiot, I want to take this step with you.”
He squeezed your hand gently, a vibrant flush coming over his face. He was having difficulty processing what he was hearing - you, this beautiful woman who he’d been with for a while, wanted to give yourself to him, and just in any old way either. You were both virgins. This was extremely special. He felt like he was going to die right there, unable to bear how truly blessed he was to have someone in his life want to share something so precious. He didn’t deserve it, didn’t deserve you. Yet you constantly argued with him on his worth and what he meant to you. His heart swirled just thinking about it.
Ichimatsu’s thoughts were interrupted when you grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom.
“W-Wait, tonight?!”
You turned to him, “Well y-yeah! I mean u-unless you don’t want to, which I’m totally okay with!”
A dumbfounded and nervous mix sat on his features, still trying to wrap his head around everything. He quickly shook it off, his other hand taking yours, thumbs brushing over your knuckles. Crimson painted his cheeks and ears,
“N-No…I want to…with you…”
He wouldn’t look at you as he said it, and you couldn’t help but feel a little unconvinced. Though you had to giggle a bit, his shyness was cute. You pressed in close, nudging his nose with yours and taking him in for a kiss. He was hesitant at first, but quickly returned your kiss, rubbing circles into your back as he held you. You pulled him onto the bed with you, clumsily falling out of the kiss and onto the sheets. Ichimatsu’s hands were planted firmly at the sides of your head, his body in between your thighs. He was visibly shaking, eyes frantic in disbelief. You giggled softly, reaching a hand to scratch the back of his head - you knew how much it soothed him. His head nuzzled against your arm and you spoke to him softly,
“We really don’t have to go any further, Ichi…I want you to be comfortable.”
His eyes opened slowly at your words and you could tell he mulling them over in his head. He placed a hand on yours.
“I want to…” he mumbled. He cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice, “You’ve been…so good to me, and I don’t deserve it…but I want to show you my appreciation.”
Your eyebrows turned up in worry, “Ichi you don’t have to prove yourself to me. You definitely don’t have to do this to show me you love me.”
He lent you a small smile, “I know…but I do love you…and I want to.”
You almost felt tears welling at the corners of your eyes, your heart fluttered at his words. He lowered himself onto you gently, taking your lips in for a kiss. There was a braver energy in him this time around, you felt it in the way he slipped his tongue past your lips. Moaning softly, you shifted to try and relinquish yourself of your sweater and shirt. He broke from the kiss to help you, hunger flashing over his eye briefly as he took in the vision of you only clad in your bra and skirt. Heat drifted throughout your entire body under his gaze. Lips found their way to your neck and you gasped, feeling Ichimatsu press kisses and soft bites into your skin. Your hand flew into his hair, back arching into him. The sounds you made just from those small affections were already stirring a darkness in him he sought to release. But he fought it back, the necessity to be gentle outweighing his inner hunger. He loved you too much to push you to limits you weren’t ready for.
His hands rested on your hips gently, hiking your skirt up slightly. Fingers skimmed over the front of your panties and he didn’t miss how damp your panties were. The smirk plastered on his face was deviously knowing and you shuddered.
“You wanted this more than I thought,” he teased, fingers pulling your panties to the side. He slid one digit in, drawing a soft gasp from you. Your insides clenched around his finger - especially when he stirred his finger inside you. You couldn’t help your fingernails from digging into his scalp as he fingered you. You cried out,
“Ichimatsuuuu please, I-I can’t take it anymore mmm, I need youuu.”
Your other hand traveled downward, pushing at the waistband of his sweats, wanting them off of him already. He obliged, drawing his hands back from your body and shoving his pants down enough to spring his cock free. Your eyes locked, and you heard his breath stutter in his throat,
“A-Are you…sure?”
A kiss of reassurance was your answer, “Yes.”
You hooked your thumbs into your panties and pulled them down, Ichimatsu sliding them off your calves the rest of the way for you. His hands shakily held your knees as he pushed them further apart. You didn’t bother to ask him to remove his sweater, you knew he’d be more comfortable that way, though you were a bit disappointed that you’d miss the opportunity to roam your hands over his upper body. Perhaps another time you’d get him to. Right now, you were quivering as the tip of his dick barely breached your entrance.
He gulped, “R-Ready?”
You nodded, eyes falling shut. He pushed in slowly, his hands next to your waist now to control his hips. He grasped the sheets tightly, a low growl rumbling out of him; you were so tight around him it was agonizing.
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, gritting his teeth. You whined, hearing the dip in octave his voice took on; you were never able to resist when he sounded like this, all dark and gravelly in tone. It reminded you of the way he’d half-snarl every time you sucked him off. Oh the damage that did to your normally composed hormones. Inch by inch you took him, slight pain rolling up your hips, but nothing you weren’t willing to take on. When he stilled, you noticed he was already breathing heavily. You wondered just how much restraint he was putting on himself…was it really that good? He withdrew from you and you winced, a sharp sting shooting up your back. You didn’t realize you had shed a tear until you heard Ichimatsu above you,
“Fuck, shit, I’m so sorry! Please don’t cry! Fuck, I knew I was going to fuck this up…”
You shushed him, fingers trailing over his cheek. He quieted down as you explained you just needed a minute to get used to him. His eyes radiated anxiety, his mouth drawn into a thin line of pure upset. He was gentle when his thumb brushed your cheek, wiping the tear that cascaded down it away.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered. You stayed that way for a moment, taking in small breaths to ease the tension in your legs. Pulling him close finally, you breathed in deep and rolled your hips experimentally. He hissed at the feeling, your wet warmth sliding over him effortlessly. A tiny moan escaped you as you started to feel fragmented pleasure ripple through the ebbing discomfort. He took cue of your shifting hips and added his own into the mix. Slow, languid thrusts he fed your body and you savored the reconnecting fullness. Soon you were moaning outright, loins yearning for more than just tender thrusts.
“Ichimatsu,” you managed to drawl out after a deep kiss, “I need it…harder…”
Oh the decision you just made. The telltale grin of him scratching the surface of his lust for you came to light. His hands gripped your hips a little tighter and he hit you with a deep, hard thrust, a loud gasp ripping through your lips. He chuckled low in your ear,
“You sure you want that, kitten?”
Jyushimatsu
In his eyes you were glowing, sitting in his lap, donning his baseball jersey. Wearing nothing but that and a bright yellow pair of panties with the number ‘14′ printed on the back. He was used to seeing your breasts before as you two fooled around at any given chance, but you’d never made it to “the homerun” as you both affectionately called it. You explained to Jyshimatsu that today was meant to be special. You’d dressed so scantily clad so you could finally find the courage to say,
“I want you to take my virginity!”
His face beamed a bright red, and you swore he held you a little softer. He looked up at you, grin still plastered on his face, though his voice failed to match its intensity.
“Y-You’re sure?!” he exclaimed softly, a twang of nervousness melding with his inevitable excitement. You giggled, guaranteeing you were sure and that there was no one else more special to you than he was. He kissed all over your face, arms coming around your waist. Your laughter soon melted into soft pants as he descended lower, pressing kisses into your neck, down your collarbone and eventually taking a nipple into his mouth. With his other hand he yanked the jersey off your shoulders, uncovering you completely. You moaned as he cupped your other breast, starting to interchange licks and gropes between the two. You arched your back, tits pressing into his wide mouth further. He grunted into your skin, erection straining his shorts at the sound of your needy voice. You weren’t without notice though, as you gasped when you felt him brush against your thigh.
“S-Sorry!” he yelled, “I really want to do it with you right now!”
You had to love him for being honest. With a tug to his sweatshirt, you were now almost even in clothing. Your fingertips traced the outline of his stomach, taut with defined muscle. You shuddered to think about how truly strong he is, the idea of him taking you while standing or easily pinning your back against a wall hitting you with full force as the testament to his strength graced his half naked body. Pulling his head up, you pressed a quick kiss lips before standing. He watched you as you slipped your panties down, tossing them off to the side and climbing back in his lap. You kissed him with fervor, your arms locking around his neck and his around your lower back. He ground his hips up against you and you moaned into your kiss, back arching. You’ve decided. You wanted him and it was starting to take a toll on you how badly you needed him so. Pushing on his shoulder, you laid him flat against the bed. Normally he’d be playful in this situation, but knowing the occasion, he followed your direction. You inhaled shakily, hands pulling down his shorts nervously. He was painfully hard, you could visibly see it - and the shudder he let out was your confirmation. Teeth clamped onto your bottom lip; you raised your hips over his, one hand grabbing his dick gently and placed him just under your heat. His eyes snapped shut, hands choosing to settle at your hips. Slowly you lowered yourself onto him, breaths coming in choppy gulps as you tensed at the foreign sensation. You felt him rub your hips, assuming he was attempting to comfort you.
“Haaa, so warm!” he whined, his fingers gripping your hips soon after. It was taking all his of his strength not to thrust up into you; but he was going to be good. He was more afraid of hurting you and it wasn’t worth doing so to get his fill. You sunk lower on him, exhaling fairly loud when you finally took all of him in. His strained expression eased and he too let out a held breath. You rocked your hips gently, not necessarily withdrawing him from you, but helping yourself adjust to the fullness of him inside you. Finally you lifted your hips, the gentle stretch of your pussy over him eliciting a mix of discomfort and new found pleasure to roll up your thighs. You kept your thrusts slow and precise - soon you felt nothing but growing tides of ecstasy creeping up your spine. Jyushimatsu began meeting your hips halfway at your pace, peeking every so often to make sure no pain came to you. You tested your next move, as your hips came down on his fairly hard, a low groan escaping your boyfriend.
“Ahh! Jyushimatsu, yes!” you mewled, that thrust shaking a need for more into you. A deep laugh was all you heard before he sat up, grabbing handfuls of your ass. He licked your chest freely, strong arms starting to pull your hips up only to slam them back down on his cock. When he heard you shriek wantonly, his grin only served to grow in mischievous delight,
“Aha!~ Homerun!”
Todomatsu
“Haha, Totty please!” you laughed, trying to sway away his hands. He was trailing his fingers up your sides, dancing across your skin and making you squirm. You were super sensitive and SUPER ticklish at your waistline and you were aware he knew that. There was no reason for you to be upset, however, as he was only tickling you to calm your nerves.
You had been nervous to ask him about it, and although he may come off as air headed sometimes, you knew Todomatsu to be anything but.
“What’s wrong?” he had asked, taking your hand in his. The genuine concern only made you more nervous. You bit your lip, unsure how to bring the subject up without being blunt. He sensed your hesitance and squeezed your hand tighter.
“Talk to me,” he pleaded softly. A blush crossed your cheeks as you began to explain that you wanted some more in your relationship. When he looked at you in confusion, you blubbered out,
“I-I want us to have sex!”
Eyes wide, you saw him wince like he’d been yelled at. Perhaps you had said that a little too loud. You closed your eyes, embarrassment wracking your whole body. You were terrified of what he would say, but when you felt lips press against yours softly, you were slightly taken aback. He stroked your cheek before pulling away and you with him.
“If that’s what you wanted, you could’ve asked sooner,” he laughed. He led the way back to your apartment and you felt your heart slamming against your chest. What you had failed to see however, was the devilish grin splayed across his face knowing full well what he was about to do as soon as the doors closed.
Now here you were, half naked on your bed, as Todomatsu planted soft kisses into your collarbone. He’d already relieved himself of everything except his underwear, explaining that the skin on skin contact would probably make both of you a little less nervous. You were sighing softly, as you felt his hands roaming over the curves of your hips. Todomatsu nibbled up your neck and you whimpered at the sensation. He purred at the sound of you cutely whining, but he wanted to hear more.
His hands grasped your breasts as he bit you just under your ear. Fingers toyed with your nipples under the fabric of your bra.
“T-Todomatsu!” you gasped, chest pressing into his hands. That’s it, that’s what he wanted to hear. He smirked against your skin, spreading your legs open so he could settle between them. This time, that smug grin came out within your view. Dipping two fingers into your panties, he rubbed your clit in small strokes. Your heat was so inviting, nearly sucking his fingers in with how wet you were. Something about that shook Todomatsu, the gravity of you under him finally weighing on him. He was about to have sex for the first time ever, but not with just anyone - but with you. His brothers called him heartless, sure, but with you…things were different. He felt something for you. He was…less selfish. More giving; more willing to do thing to see you happy. When you told him you loved him, he swore he felt his chest thump. He couldn’t help but love you back.
You grabbed his arm gently feeling yourself coming close at the mercy of his fingers. He shook out of his thoughts, face flushed; withdrawing his fingers, he tugged your panties off you, a wave of nervousness rushing over him. Your knees clapped shut shyly and you watched him slowly pull down his underwear. He laughed softly at your timidity, hands gently parting your legs back open.
“You’re ready…?” he questioned. You took a deep breath and merely nodded, voice failing to reach your lips. He lowered himself over you, the intimate contact making both of you blush.
“I-I’ll go s-slow,” he stuttered out. A hand delicately grabbed your hip as you felt him slip into your soaked entrance. He whined at how extremely hot you were on his cock. You felt your hips tense, gulping down a breath to will yourself to ease up. You must’ve been wincing or making some sort of noise of discomfort as Todomatsu shushed you,
“Shh shsh, I know honey…” he gently stroked your hair “Just relax…I won’t move once I’m all the way in.”
Though the way his teeth grit when he slid all the way into you told you how badly he really wanted to. His hands rubbed up your calves and thighs, trying to ease whatever tension in you he could find there. When he saw your face finally relax, he pressed a kiss onto your lips,
“I’m gonna start…”
He pulled out slowly, watching your face. When you expressed nothing but a quick bite to your lip, he continued, sliding back into you. You groaned at the reintroduction, more pleasure than pain this time. He blushed deeper now, unaware he was going to be hearing such sounds so soon. His hips start a steady rhythm, not to deep, but enough to stretch you out and get you used to him inside you. A rhythm you very much appreciated as you were feeling small sparks of pleasure begin to travel up your thighs.
It wasn’t long before you were adjusted, your loins aching for more than what Todomatsu was giving you. You peeked your eyes open, lashes sitting low as you caught his gaze,
“Totty…mmm, I need more…”
The dark giggle threw you off guard as he took your thighs in his hands. He loomed over you, eyes flashing with something heavier than the careful adoration you saw earlier,
“So cute…” he purred, “You have no idea what you do to me…”
He supplied your hips with a deep thrust and you gasped, back arching into his chest, “Or what I’m about to do to you~”