Chapter 6

You sit down and pat your lap, signaling for the man to straddle you. 

“I’ll kiss you more then~” He wastes no time and is on you in a second, moaning into your mouth as you grab his ass through the skirt. 

“Unbutton your blouse for me pretty…” You say into his ear, nibbling on his lobe. He does so, letting it fall down his arms and throwing his head back when your lips travel down his chest only to end up latching onto one of his nipples. 

“So hard,” you tease before flicking it with your tongue.

Daichi is squirming in your lap, his hips growing restless and his body heating up with every lick and suck. He’s holding onto your shoulders, willing himself not to ask you to fuck him and sound like an utter whore, but he doesn’t last long. 

“Mistress!” His tone is urgent as you knead his glutes, hole clenching on the plug, wishing the toy could move or that it was at the very least somewhat thicker. 

“Please mistress, fuck me again, please!”

 “So dirty, you want me to fuck you here? Right by the front door? The neighbors might see you through the window behind us~”

 “I don’t care,” he groans, feeling your fingers fumbling with the plug. 

“Mmm but mistress isn’t hard, pretty little maid–”“I’ll help you, please mistress, I need you so much!” “Alright, I didn’t bring the glass though so no cuming for you.

”He nods his head almost too enthusiastically as he climbs off your lap, falling to his knees and undoing your pants in lighting-fast succession.

Daichi’s body is once again begging him to be filled up, so he doesn’t even pretend to go slow, taking your whole soft length into his mouth at once, moaning and swallowing against you to make you hard faster. 

You only chuckle, taking off his bonnet to run your fingers through his short locks, scratching at his nape. Just like he did in the morning, he’s looking up at you, mouth full of dick but eyes holding that same warm innocence they always do. It just makes you want to wreck him over and over again until he’s limp in your arms.

He bobs his head like his life depends on it, eyes falling shut as he finally feels you stiffen. 

“Unless you want me to cum in your mouth,” you groan.

“You can come up.” And once again he does so without a second of hesitation, pressing his caged dick against your erection, mouth more than eagerly opens up as it gets devoured by yours again.

Seeing how pent up he is, you just about yank the plug out of his ass before quickly replacing it with your dick, making sure none of your seed slips out. 

Daichi screams at the top of his lungs as you do that, eyes tearing up when you bottom out. His face is a mess in just a span of mere ten seconds, he can’t stand it, he wants to cum so bad even if you told him he can’t. 

“Mistress please…” Voice small and choked, he leans his forehead against yours, eyes begging with you to bring him where he needs to be. 

You tighten your hold on him, knowing how he loves it when you grab his ass while fucking him, and start moving his hips in a fast grind against yours.

He’s crying from pleasure almost immediately, drowning in the feeling of being so full of your cock. You fuck him like that with your mouth alternating between his nipples and your hands kneading his glutes until he’s coming undone above you, begging and begging and then begging some more for you to cum inside of him. 

“Do you ever think about anything other than dicks and cum?” You grin mockingly, chuckling as he shakes his head and nods practically at the same time.

Lifting his hips, you let him fall against your chest and start thrusting into him when you feel yourself getting closer. Neither of you knows just how many dry orgasms the man had by the time you came but he looks properly fucked out at the end. 

You plug him up once again and give him some time to calm down in your arms before helping him redress and letting him work in peace.  At least until you’ve decided to interrupt him again.  

________ For the whole duration of the day, you keep fucking him whenever and wherever you decide to.

Every single surface of the house having been used to bend him or push him against to rearrange his guts over and over again.