[a sweet treat for everyone]
Boy's P.O.V~
A game that offers me a jar of candies, for some, might be childish but for me, it represents my cravings.
If you're wondering why we're playing this game, it's because of my over-consumption of these fine sweets. And a little because of the bratty behavior she's been witnessing these days.
"Being rebellious, are we?" She speaks, pinning me to the wall as her hands run over my face.
Every fiber in my being begs for her lips on mine, yet she decides to make me wait. Her swift hands are holding my face, making it unbearable for me to open my eyes.
"Too much of anything is harmful. Do you not know that?" She asks, adding further. "Or maybe you plan these amusements to seek my attention!"
"If you put it like that, then maybe yes!" I somehow manage to mark a smile on her face, a smile of accepting the challenge.
"Hmm, very well! Then, I'll be great a participant in your little amusement."
The rustling of clothes, our bodies rubbing together, and her gentle yet provoking hands have turned me around.
Wooden sounds are soon mixed with our hasty breaths as she pulls out something from the drawer next to me.
"How about you show me your best behavior in return for that jar of candies?" Her game seems amusing to me, the candies are a love of mine but what I seek more is pleasure. And what is there more pleasurable than to make her work for me?
"Alright then, show me what you've got!"
Without wasting any other second, she pulls my pants down. She lifts my shirt to plant gentle kisses on my waist and digs her nails into my hips as she looks up at me.
I find my fingers curling up from this arousing trick and my knees getting weaker.
Then she lubes up my entrance as her eyes remain on my half-visible face as if confirming to stretch up for her already-cooked plan.
I feel something entering me as she parts my hip with one hand, and the other one is working that thing inside me.
It's a huge butt plug. "Does this thing vibrate?" I ask as she scoffs.
"Does this thing vibrate? Of course, it does!"
"What are you planning to do?" I feel the toy gaping me and filling me, making me foresee the hard time ahead of me.
"Now, I'm going to sit right there on the couch, and you! You have to crawl up to me slowly." She announces and sits on the couch in front of me.
"It'll be easy!" I scoff, pride-filled in my chest to which she smirks, amused. "Oh, you wish!"
Girl's P.O.V~
I'm sitting on this comfortable couch, waiting for his soft whimpers to turn into loud squeals.
I press the button up, raising the speed a bit more, and he flinches on his spot. "Remember, you start crawling when I tell you to!"
His eager yet angry eyes pierce through me, with his moans taking place in this very room, where he's received so much from me.
A bit more speed and he's limping on the floor, his hands struggling to make him the perfect puppy I want him to be.
"Walk!" He moves on his fours, finding it hard to keep his eyes on me. "Do not turn your eyes away from me!"
A bit raise in the speed and he's moaning louder now. I feel myself getting wet from his lusty moans when an idea pops into my head.
I will soon wipe that bratty of an attitude off of your face.
He's merely moved forward. I bet his knees are growing weak with every bit of a rise in the speed of that vibrator.
My fingers soon find their way to my entrance, playing with the cloth that hides it from him. The wetness around my entrance is proof of his digging moans.
He's now moaning uncontrollably as I thrust my fingers into me. Two aren't enough when I'm witnessing such an arousing yet dirty show.
"Are you going to be a good boy, or do you want me to raise the speed a bit more?"
"Try me!" He challenges.
"Stop right there!"
"What?"
"I said stop right there!"
Boy's P.O.V~
I'm halfway to reaching her when she tells me to stop. I'm sitting on my knees waiting when her soft whimpers turn into moans.
Her fingers are rimming inside her, her hands unwrapping her body like a present.
She moans my name as she fucks herself, making me watch her dripping cunt, her head thrown behind from the pleasure.
She's moaning louder, not caring to give me a glance or so, until she decides to look me in the eye and moan my name again.
Her moans are more inviting and more provoking. "Okay! Okay! I'll be good! I finally let my suppressed words come to the surface.
"I'll behave, — let me help you, please?"
She continues with what she is doing, biting her lips and playing with her breasts, yet her eyes are still intact to mine! "Oh god! Please! I promise! I promise I'll be good. Don't torture me like this. You — You know I can't stand up against you. Please!"
I notice her thighs are shaking, her hands stiffening, and her moans turning into squeals in between. She's near! "Please! I'm promising!"
Without receving a second of attention, I watch her receive her release, her chest taking long breaths to calm her down before she walks up to me.
She sits down on my level, smirking as she says, "You failed!"
"What?"
"You failed, I didn't stop you from moving, did I? I just stopped you right there but never said you're not allowed to move. You could've come up to me, but I guess someone was busy watching the live porn!"
"That's not fair!"
"You still failed. Now, I'm going to leave you here, the vibrator still inside you, with a fixed speed on. Use this time to reflect upon your behavior!"
"No, please! Don't leave me like this! Please, I'm sorry, I'll be good!" The sounds of her heels leave the room along with her, not forgetting to turn on the vibrator!
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END OF THE SMUT
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