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It had started as some sort of celebration--you can’t even remember what for anymore. Someone started passing drinks around, Kazuha came and sat by you, and by the end of the party he already had a few hickeys on his neck. He knew he’d be going home with you.
And you knew this was the perfect time to use your strap-on.
You were right too; when he’d first seen the toy, he bit his lip and asked if you were sure. You returned the question to him, gently guiding his face to the pillows. He nodded, whispering quiet pleas before his pants were ever off.
You yanked them off without a care in the world, squishing his plush ass and spanking it before spitting on his hole. He gasped and whimpered, looking over his shoulder at you. His face was all red and embarrassed, but he made no move to stop you.
You snickered at him and set the toy down to prep him with your tongue. He whined into the pillows as you ate him out, tongue fucking into his ass with a drunken hunger unlike anything else.
He grasped at the pillows and groaned, hiccuping when you pushed a finger in.
“You like that, Zu?” you asked, purring.
He nodded into the bed, wrapping his arms around a pillow and moaning. It felt so nice to be teased like this, to have you ravage him so deliciously. The way your finger curled inside of him had him seeing stars.
“Such a pretty boy for me,” you whispered, pushing in another finger and scissoring them.
He arched his back and moaned loudly, drool beginning to spill out his lips. In a needy attempt for more, he pushed his hips back against your hand. He whined as you spanked him in response.
“Pretty, but not good, are you?” you sighed, pulling the strap-on up. “That’s okay, I’ll fuck some sense into you.”
He groaned at your words, his flushed face looking over his shoulder again as he watched you slide the toy on. You taunted him further, slapping the tip of the toy against his twitching hole.
“Please,” he whispered.
“Please what?” you leaned down by his face, using one hand to yank his hair up. He moaned at that, eyes fluttering before he could respond.
“Please,
pleasepleaseplease
fuck me, I need to feel--”
You cut him off with a harsh thrust of your hips. Whiny moans filled the air as you filled him up. You were quick to shove two fingers down Kazuha’s throat, cutting off his loud yelp, and making him tear up and push back against you.
“Shh, take me like a good boy,” you taunted.
You set a harsh pace, giving him little time to get used to being pegged. His whole body felt like it was on fire, lit aflame. He sucked on your fingers, swirling his tongue around you like he was starving while you slammed into him.
Kazuha whimpered as you hit a particular spot, and he began to scream on your fingers as you pounded against it. Over and over, you thrust right into his prostate, milking him for all he’s worth. Without even thinking about it, he cums on the sheets, nothing but a moaning mess as you keep fucking into him.
“Aw, did I give you permission to do that?” you asked, pulling him up by the hair and sliding your fingers out his mouth.
“N-No, I’m sorry, I’m sorry-!” he whined, hiccuping out another silent scream as you got rougher. “Damn!”
“I’m gonna pound this pretty-,” you gave him a harsh spank, “-ass all night long. You don’t cum until I tell you, okay?”
“God yes, god yes,” he babbled. He loved how full you made him, how dominant you were with a little alcohol in you, and how submissive this whole thing had him feeling.
He was in for a good night.