Warning: This is a smut(sex) chapter. Skip if you don't like it.
I know 99.99% are too horny to skip, lmfao.
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Sora nibbled on Ayame's chin and slowly moved towards her neck with a line of kisses; tasting every inch of her neck. She tasted sweet and spicy at the same time.
"Ahh~ Agh~ uuu~ S-Sor-a~" Her voice burned with desire.
He began sucking on her collarbone earning a couple of moans from her, each of them turning him on further; making him suck harder. Her moans were like a melody to his ears, he wanted to hear this melody forever, he wanted her to scream his name!
After leaving some hickeys on her collarbone, Sora started tracing back to her lips. This time enveloping them in a passionate kiss. Both of their tongues swirled with each other in a lust-filled fashion. Ayame rested her arms on his shoulder with her arms crossed around his neck, she started squeezing him in desperation.
Sora's hands roamed around Ayame's body; going behind and under her loose t-shirt. His hands traced towards her bra strap, undoing them. Ayame didn't put her mind to it, she just focused on sucking Sora's tongue, to her it tasted better than a 5-star restaurant wonder she has indulged in.
Both of them were driven by desire, resulting in them losing their last semblances of embarrassment, at this moment they just wanted each other, there was only love and lust.
"Sowra~" Ayame's soft moans kept coming in.
The target of her moans was still appreciating each one of her curves, running his hands through her back and front. But this wasn't enough anymore, so in a concise motion, Sora lifted her t-shirt and threw it across the room. Ayame also followed and did the same with Sora. Both of them were half naked with Ayame's bra barely holding up.
Both of their faces were red from all the heat radiating from their bodies, 'Who knew he could be so wild~' Ayame was barely able to think before Sora pushed away her bra and laid her against the sofa.
He began by squeezing her huge breasts, but huge doesn't mean too big rather they were perfect for her body proportions. Sora massaged each of them and after some time brought his mouth closer to her left breast and gave her erect nipples soft a lick.
"ueeue!!!" A mere lick earned quite the moan, now Sora was curious how loud she could truly get.
Sora began sucking on her cherry-like nipples, they almost tasted sweet. He swirled his tongue around it while massaging the other breast and flickering the nipple.
"Mowe~! Mhore~! Amahzing!!" Ayame's pronunciation was distorted from the stimulation but it made sound more hotter.
Then he continued with her other nipple for some time and moved to different parts of her sexy body.
Sora went under her breasts, but he stopped there and went towards her right shoulder, kissing and sucking on it. He lifted her arm and traced towards her underarms, Ayame suddenly panicked
"W-wait! S-So-ra-kkun, t-that's di-" Before she could finish, Sora intervened, "No, everything about you is amazing," His words were surprisingly firm.
Both of them were sweating from their activities but Sora did not care, Ayame smelt amazing, and he wanted to taste every bit of her. He licked her underarm, sucking there too. Earning a mix of surprise gasps and breathly moans from Ayame.
Her initial hesitation quickly melted away, replaced by overwhelming amounts of pleasure running through her body. They weren't even into the main course yet! It seems Ayame was very sensitive. She wondered what it would feel like when Sora would shove his big di- *cough*
(A/N: Now, now, keep patience little one, we will get there!)
'Fuck you, Aut--' Before Ayame could finish cursing out the Author's very existence, Sora captured her lips again, in a deep and hungry kiss.
His hands continued roaming around her body, triggering her senses. But this time was enough! Ayame was feeling extreme pleasure but she wanted to take some control!
So, Ayame slightly pushed Sora away, and before he could misunderstand it for her denying him, she flipped him around her and started riding him.
This happened so quickly, that Sora was startled but after some time he just smiled, finally understanding her feelings.
Ayame continued for Sora by giving him some hickeys on his neck; she wanted to mark him as hers! Her tongue felt so soft and slippery on his skin.
"Ah-" He barely stopped himself from letting out a moan, Sora could feel something growing in his jeans. Like him, Ayame also felt something, it was poking her crotch and she definitely knew what it was, it made her smirk.
"Ara, Ara, Sora-kun~ Are you perhaps getting hard..?" Her whole demeanour suddenly changed, it turned into something dangerous. Sora felt chills go through his spine, but strangely enough, it was turning him on further. Was he a masochist?
Ayame's smirk distorted into a twisted grin, clearly indicating her hidden side.
She began licking his neck, slowly tracing her tongue and stopped right before his jeans, "Don't worry, darling, I will relieve you very soon," Her voice was filled with lust while she looked straight into Sora's eyes with a psychotic expression.
She redirected her gaze towards his jeans, it had a visible tent sticking out, "Aww, it must be quite uncomfortable, right? Don't worry, Mommy will quickly fix this," Sora's face turned beet red, and his tent began growing, "Oh?" Ayame smirked again, and without wasting any time, she held his jeans from both sides and pulled!
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A/N: HAHAHAHA, did I perhaps blue ball you? Don't worry, the next chapter will come soon~
Jokes aside, this was my first time writing smut, hope you guys liked it. Be sure to leave a comment regarding your opinion on the quality of this~ PLEASEEEEEEEE, I beg you!!
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