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I...I don't know...archons, you're driving me insane, Yoimiya. Just give me a second to think...
[His jaw slacks as his hand is guided to her breast, fondling it mindlessly as greed takes over. It's so tempting to fuck her right here, she's begging and pleading for it, offering her body in whatever way he sees fit. He's not sure which sentence does it, but something snaps in his mind, desperately looking around for somewhere to go so he can take care of business and give each other exactly what they want.]
...Okay. Look, over there. We'll go in there, just...come on. Let's not waste any time.
[He's starting to get antsy himself, quickly leading her over to a locked door on the side of one of the buildings that's too easy for him to break into- Tartaglia creates his own hydro skeleton key, shoving it in the lock and opening the door into who knows where. All he knows is that they need somewhere more private than an alleyway, leading her inside to what looks like it's a restaurant, but closed- and if this is a restaurant, that means there's a prep table, one that he can bend her over...]
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Breaking and entering was not on her bucket list of trouble to cause with her boyfriend but she can't deny the rush of excitement flowing through her as she watches him unlock the back door to... wherever they are. Even as she's spellbound by lust, there's a part of her that knows this course of action is wrong, they should just go to some nearby hotel to take care of their business. They're about ready to have sex in a place they shouldn't be in, it's taboo but it's so thrilling all at the same time.
As soon as they're inside the building, Yoimiya wastes no time sliding her soaked red lace thong down her leg, wrapping it around her thigh. She turns around to face him, staring at him in a feverish haze as she slides the shoulder straps off her dress to display her supple, round breasts to him. A sigh of contentment slips out as she lifts the red fabric of her skirt, showing off just how much she's craving him. She's slick, her pussy soaked like wet silk, eager to take her lover's cock. Licking her lips at the sight of his thick arousal prodding out from his pants. ]
Hehe, look what you've done to me, Tartaglia. You haven't even touched me and I'm already soaking wet.
[ The location doesn't matter to her, as long as they finally get to fuck. His guess is right, the pair managed to stumble their way into a closed-down restaurant. There are plenty of tables and chairs for the taking, a walk-in freezer towards the side but best of all, there is a prep table that Yoimiya happens to be right in front of. ]
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It's as if his eyes lose focus as lust takes over his logic, moving inward towards her to press a greedy kiss to her lips as he fights to control himself. It's a hard battle, one that he's not interested in having at the moment, as evidenced by the hand that comes up to grope into one of her breasts as he fervently kisses her, drinking in her body as he slides his fingers into her hair to hold her head.]
Since you seem to already be ready, I'm more than willing to help you out with that. Turn around and let me fill you, Yoimiya...
[Once she does, he'll flip up the dress she's wearing from the back to push her upper body downward onto the table, getting a full view of her lovely ass pointed upward, juices having already prepared her for him. Tartaglia's hands glide over her cheeks, massaging them before he unbuckles himself to let his pants and undergarments slide down enough to finally free his throbbing length, pressing it against her entrance.]
Archons, you're so wet. I had no idea I had this kind of effect on you, but I can't say I'm disappointed...
[But he won't torture her anymore, finding himself sliding into her so easily as he's wrapped completely in her warmth, letting out a terrible groan as pleasure shocks his system with every inch of his sensitive skin being stroked by her walls. He hadn't realized how badly he wanted this, beginning to pump himself in and out of her, little cries of her name on his lips coming out with each thrust.
Little does he know they're not alone, and someone thought they heard a grunt from the back.]
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Her hands grip the table, mewling like a cat in heat at each and every deep thrust, begging for him to rail her over and over again. Tartaglia's presence has always been enough to arouse her but archons she's never felt this wet before, every slam of his hips elicits wet, luscious sounds from between her thighs. Being bent over, exposed, and at the complete mercy of the Harbinger heightens her sense of pleasure like no other. Normally, she likes to see his face when they have sex but this angle feels so raw, so carnal, unleashing all of Yoimiya's primal urges to be dominated and used as her lover's personal pleasure hole. ]
Ha... Aah—! So good...! Ngh—! I love your cock so much! Archons... Tartaglia...!
[ In the middle of this dark room, the sounds of the lover's lustful moans and wet skin slapping against one another thicken the air with debauchery. The strange noises catches the attention of an unfortunate person who happens to still be in the building. As Yoimiya is very much in the middle of enjoying Tartaglia, her ears perk up to the sounds of knocking, followed up by the doorknob rattling. ]
Oh dear...
[ Most people would probably be perturbed by a stranger walking in on them having sex but somehow, somehow Yoimiya doesn't seem to be the least bit disturbed. The situation strangely seems to have the opposite effect. It's as if a spark has been ignited within her core, her warm, wet pussy throbbing and tightening up around him all the more. Not a single ounce of inhibitions is left in the lust-crazed blonde, they're about to get caught but excitement ripples through her body. ]
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Having her bent over the table gives a new angle of sex to the equation, the way he sinks in is different and wonderful feeling, added with the sense of power she's allowed him to have by obeying his whims. He'd never thought she'd unlock so many deep desires within him, groaning and crying out uncontrollably as he continues to fuck her.]
Oh, archons Yoimiya, you keep this up and I'll come early...
[He says, until he too picks up the sound of a doorknob turning preceded by knocking. The problem is that he's so far along, balls deep in Yoimiya's pussy with no want or need to stop. The only thing he cares about is filling her up with himself, focused solely on spreading his seed inside of her. Logic screams at him to move however, his mind a swirling mess of wanting to finish and needing to hide. Yoimiya tightening around him doesn't help his decision making, his thrusts now feeling even more amazing the tighter she gets.
But in the end, his logic barely squeaks by, pulling her backward with him still inside of her as he opens the freezer door that's so close to them already, pulling both of them inside just as the employee that was still working on cleaning the front lobby enters into the room where they had just been furiously fucking each other.
Tartaglia's heart could not be beating any faster than it is already, positioning Yoimiya so she can grab a hold of one of the shelves inside as he continues to thrust inside of her, biting back his moans as fire still races across his nerves. It was terrible that he can't help but continue to fuck her even as the employee outside checks the back room, but just knowing they were there and that they could open the door at any moment and catch them red-handed; what a rush. He wonders what would happen if they did open that door, and catch them in the act, the thought causing his hands to involuntarily grip into Yoimiya's hips as another wave of pleasure rolls over him.]
Yoimiya...try to be quiet...
[He says in his lowest voice, but even so his eyes are starting to roll back into his head from how incredible he feels. They really almost got caught, and they still might.]
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... Maybe it's her that's being led down an impure path.
Being freezer should be cold, but her whole body feels like it's on fire with how hard they've been going at it. Getting taken from behind is incredible, it's shameless how much she loves being completely under his control, held down and powerless as she takes those deep, furious thrusts. Sex with him is so addictive, even without the effects of the strange candy, Yoimiya has always been so eager for him. Always so ready to take the familiar girth of his cock, he's so thick, so big... his hard hot cock is truly the best, there's not a single person who would be able to satisfy her needs like he does. ]
No promises... ngh so hard...! [ is she talking about how difficult it is to be quiet? or his cock? yes. ] You're fucking me so good and deep...
[ She really is trying her best to be quieter, biting down on her bottom lip to prevent herself from moaning. The task is proving to be quite difficult, she feels filled to the brim and so well fucked. A soft mewl spills out of her lips as he hits a really good spot, his balls slapping her ass with every thrust. ]
Hm... that was weird. I could have sworn I heard something.
[ The poor confused worker's voice could be heard from the room right outside the freezer, the sounds of their feet pattering around the tiled floor. Her heart is racing from excitement. They are brazenly fucking like wild animals while the employee is just outside the door. Yoimiya's hands squeezes down onto the shelves, heart racing from pure adrenaline. Even with the looming threat, she rolls her hips against him, encouraging Tartaglia to mount her to his heart's content, drive into her again and again and fuck her without any restraints. ]
Harder... please.
[ She attempts to keep her voice down but even in her lowered tone, the sultry pleas in her voice is crystal clear. Yoimiya knows her chaotic boyfriend enjoys causing a stir and making a mess. All she cares about is him making a mess inside of her, seeking the ultimate pleasure by having him fill her full with his seed. ]
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It's in this moment, when he's about to unload himself, that the freezer door cracks open slightly. Tartaglia's breath stops, even though his hips seem to be in autopilot as they plunge deeper into Yoimiya's incredible, wet and enticing pussy, his eyes locking on the door as the person on the other side seems to hesitate from coming inside.]
...I'm not crazy, I really thought I heard something. Fine...
[The door shuts once more, the Harbinger's breath coming back to him in relief, his heart pounding out of his chest. He's been in stressful situations before, but nothing quite like this, and with a renewed strength he turns his attention fully to Yoimiya as his cock thrusts so deeply into her that he can't help but finally let out a long repressed moan of delight that would have gotten them caught had he let it out only seconds ago.]
Fuck, Yoimiya, I...! Ahhhhhhh...!
[It was too much, his body finally no longer able to hold itself back as he feels himself release with a terrible shudder, bending over in complete bliss as he finally reaches his climax, whimpering with every last slow thrust he does as he spills completely into her. It was so satisfying and good, his body tingling with pleasure and his back feels almost as if it had gone numb from the ecstasy of his orgasm.
The Harbinger is completely out of breath, sweat practically freezing to his body, but his desires have been met and now they can figure out how to get out of there...and clean themselves up.]
Archons...I hadn't imagined something like this to be so intense...Yoimiya, you rascal...
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...
Thankfully, the employee seems to have written off the strange sounds. That had to have been one of the most intense situations she's ever been in.
Her lover's voice is like music to her ears, he's so terribly sexy, his delightful moans wrack her entire being with bliss. It pleases her to know that he's having just as much of a wonderful time as she is, that he's enjoying her silky, wet pussy just as much as she loves taking him. That final deep thrust sets her whole core ablaze, he's all the way inside and she feels so full of him. There's not a single hint of restraint as she cries out in pure satisfaction, coming around his throbbing length as he fills her with his seed. ]
Yes, Tartaglia! Ahhh... ! Just like that. Fill me to the brim! Oooh—! What a nice, thick load...! So warm...
[ The overflow of his release spilling into her is so incredibly satisfying. Yoimiya is always so elated to receive his release, it's so warm, so intimate, as if he's staked his claim onto her and that she belongs to no one else but Tartaglia. She's shuddering, her whole body feeling like jelly. ]
Archons, that was incredible. Hey, Tartaglia... [ Despite the cold of the freezer room, Yoimiya's face is utterly flushed red as she glances at Tartaglia from her shoulder. Her honey-colored eyes completely glazed over in a feverish haze as she wears an expression that oozes lust, staring at him like she's found her prey. ] Can we do it again?
[ Yoimiya??? He literally just... came inside of you. GIVE THE POOR MAN SOME TIME ]
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His eyes come up to meet her own at the sound of his name, surprise taking over along with how overly sensitive he feels, barely able to stand from how violently he just came inside of her. Did she just say...
...again?]
Y-Yoimiya...
[The lust in her eyes was terrifying, looking at him as if he were a piece of meat that she wants to fuck her over and over again until she passes out. His mind isn't quite in working order yet, but this was too much. What could have possibly made her so horny?]
You want us to almost get caught again? I knew you were a little firecracker, but I had no idea you were this daring...
[And archons, he'd be lying if he said he didn't find that incredibly attractive of her. Even though he'd nearly had a heart attack just now, that was exciting either way and she was completely into it. Never in a million years would he have pegged her as the kind of gal that was into either exhibition or almost getting caught. But it's definitely the kind of thing that would never make you bored, and that's what he loves.]
...You have to give me some time. I'm as limp as a noodle right now...
[His penis, even now, is starting to shrink back into him because of the cold.]
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The risk of getting caught made the sex even hotter. Hehe, I wouldn't have even minded if that person walked in and saw you conquering my pussy the way you did. You enjoyed it too, didn't you? I could tell by your moans and how hard you were pounding away at me.
[ Her deprave fantasies started long before the taking the aphrodisiac. Ever since they fucked on the beach, it spurred a desire within Yoimiya, an intense craving to be intimate in more risky settings. Being with Tartaglia truly has unleashed a whirlwind of desires that never even crossed her mind. ]
I don't mind waiting. [ a limp dick isn't going to do much anyway. ] It doesn't have to be here, we can go somewhere else... it will be more fun if we fucked in a different location.
[ It probably is for the best that they get out of here before the pair actually get caught. ]
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Where did this all come from?]
I'll admit, I loved every second of it...but you're usually satisfied by now. What made you so horny today, Yoimiya?
[She wants to go somewhere else...archons, he can barely wrap his head around that right now. The harbinger pushes the freezer door open a crack to look out, feeling the weight of the items in his pockets shift his pants down a little more around his legs when it hits him. The answer to his question is in his pocket...]
Wait, don't answer that. Come out here and let's get cleaned up a little bit, okay? Try to control yourself for the time being. We need to get out of here before we get caught.
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Once she has her skirt pulled down and breasts properly pushed back into her dress, it's time for them to make their grand escape out of the freezer. As their luck would have it, the employee that nearly walked in on them fucking is nowhere in sight! More than likely scrubbing down another area of the building. There's a sink with fresh tissues and paper towels right next to the backdoor they brazenly broke into.
Yoimiya really is trying her best to curb her insatiable appetite for sex but the effects of the aphrodisiac still have a solid hold on her. While she isn't... seriously trying to get into his pants again, she still can't get rid of the cravings of his warm body, leaning against him the entire time they were washing themselves off. With clean-up out of the way, they can safely make their exit from the building.
Now that they're out, Yoimiya wastes no time acting like an affectionate kitty by clinging onto his arm, nuzzling her head into his shoulder to take in the scent of his wonderful cologne. Tartaglia really did a number on her, legs still feeling like jelly to the point where it's a bit difficult to walk, but the lingering after-effects of euphoria in her body is incredible. She doesn't regret a thing, that was some amazing sex. ]
Mmm... Tartaglia. Your cologne smells so nice.
[ ... An attempt to control herself is being made??? Kinda. Sorta. ]
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And Yoimiya isn't helping, leaning against him so to make it that much harder to take care of business. Thankfully, they still manage, heading out from the back of the closed restaurant and heading somewhere else where Yoimiya can take the time to cool off, or so he thinks. Despite how incredible it was to sex her in such a risky situation, he's not so sure if they could afford to do so again, or if they'd be as lucky as they were this time around.
She's terribly cute nuzzling him as they walk, but at least now he's got an idea of how this all came about. Tartaglia laughs as he looks down at her, still a little lightheaded from the entire exchange, enjoying the compliment even though he knows it's partly fueled by something she wasn't supposed to eat, at least not yet.]
Thank you. I wore it hoping you'd enjoy it. But, Yoimiya...
[He's going to make sure his hypothesis is correct, as they walk down the street towards a portal. He's going to take her somewhere a little less crowded so she can get some fresh air, not realizing what a mistake this decision is.]
Did you happen to eat any candy from a box I left at the table while we were at dinner? After I'd fished my wallet out to pay. This box, actually.
[He retrieves it from his pocket for her to see, visible under the streetlights that illuminate the sidewalk.]
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With each ticking second, the fight for control is turning into an uphill battle. Yoimiya's yearning for her lover coming back into full force. She doesn't know where they are headed but a wave of excitement rushes over her upon noticing the number of people in the area is diminishing. ]
Oh! Those are the dinner mints I had. Yes, I think I had... [ the faintest bit of recollection comes back to her, counting the number of mints she ate on her fingers ] three of those?
[ His hypothesis is right on the mora! Come to think of it, she suddenly became all hot and bothered after eating a few of them. Her head is still feeling a bit fuzzy, dizzy with pleasure but it is now starting to dawn on her that those are not actually dinner mints. She's just yet to make the connection as to what that mysterious candy actually is. But it's probably more accurate to say, she's too consumed with deprave thoughts of Tartaglia to particularly care. ]
Hahaha, sorry I didn't realize they were your personal candy.
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Though, as they reach the teleporter to go to Blossomcrown, he turns to look at her when she finally answers him.
Three...]
Yoimiya, [he says slowly,] those weren't dinner mints. They were a special candy I'd gotten a few days ago for a special occasion. They're not so much a personal candy as they were meant for the both of us. I was going to ask you if you were okay with trying them...
[He's not sure how to put it, but since she's eaten them, he supposes he should just tell her now. They go through the portal, now heading towards central park, thankful that it's getting late enough that there's far less people in the park so they can relax under a tree there without too much visibility. It's dark, save for the moonlight that shines down on them, though he's not able to really appreciate it right now.]
...because they're meant for sex. What you're feeling now is a result of that, but I don't think you were supposed to eat quite that many...
[He gives her an apologetic look, but deep down he's not so sure if Yoimiya even cares, given that predatory look on her face for his cock right about now.]
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Oh, I see. Hehe, that's an interesting purchase you made. You know I'll always be more than eager to try anything with you.
[ Blossomcrown isn't quite like Inazuma but the sakura trees with pink petals fluttering around the park bring back nostalgic memories of strolling through Hanamizaka. Central Park is beautiful, she would love to visit with her beau when it's daylight to truly take in the sights of the park's gorgeous flower display. This location is perfect but not because of the flowers, it's far off from the main path, along with the sakura tree, there are plenty of bushes to obscure them. Best of all? It's dark so there are hardly any people around.
It's the perfect location for more sex.
Yoimiya watches as her boyfriend sits down first and once he does, she happily welcomes herself into his lap. One arm loops around his neck while a hand slides underneath his shirt to feel up his firm, chiseled abs. Being slotted into his lap, straddling him makes her fantasize about all of the countless passionate nights they shared. She loves how good his body feels as they tangle up with each other, his hot skin scorching against her own as he cradles her in his arms, the way his muscles shift as he thrusts into her. The mischievous blonde wears a smirk full of hunger, eyes gleaming like a predator salivating over prey. ]
Did it achieve the desired effect you were hoping for? I hope you enjoy seeing me like this, Tartaglia. My body feeling so hot, my mind being consumed with thoughts of nothing but you... [ Her hot breath tickles his ear as she leans in to whisper: ] All I can think about is how badly I want to take that perfect cock of yours.
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But he didn't bring her here for that, he brought her here for some fresh air in a place that was wide open enough that he thought that maybe she wouldn't go for the gold again, thinking that the candy might be wearing off some by now. As he sits down on the ground, he quickly starts to realize that this might not be the case, and that he's sorely underestimated how much longer the candy is lasting. But then, she did eat three...that's probably got something to do with it too.
Either way, his gorgeous girlfriend slides right into his lap, straddling him and feeling up his abs, that voracious look still ever-present in her eyes. Tartaglia looks up with mild surprise as her hand slides up his shirt and vest, feeling trapped underneath her as if she's caught him in her web and he's unable to escape.
He messed up. He realizes that now. There's probably going to be a price to pay, but he might as well enjoy it, right?]
Yoimiya...you really were serious about doing this again, weren't you...
[While he's thinking about how this might all go down, his other head isn't wasting any time. Her hot breath in his ear rouses him, turning his thoughts back in the direction of sinking into depravity once more. But now, they're out in an open park beneath a tree with only bushes surrounding them to keep prying eyes away.]
You're far too hot for your own good. Keep this up, and I'm going to be a complete mess over here.
[He shifts to better situate her on his lap, looking up with a love-drunk smile on his face, but still being wary of her undressing either herself or him in the middle of this park. However, when he does so, the box slips out of his pocket along with his phone onto the ground next to them. Tartaglia seems unaware that this has happened, letting his hands set on her hips as he continues to stare into those terrifyingly hungry eyes of hers. Seeing her like this is attractive beyond words, loving all of her attention and wishing for more of it despite how dangerous it is.]
I can't believe how ravenous you've become. Are you always this hungry for me, or is it just the candy that's making you like this?
[He grins, wondering how she'd answer. Probably in a really thirsty way, but he's definitely not going to mind.]
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How would the Tsaritsa feel about this???Yoimiya is having the time of her life running her hand across his toned abs. No wonder why he's gained an ego over the years, his muscular body is perfect, a blessing from the gods themselves. Her fingertips glide across his skin, going lower and lower until she finally places a hand over his groin, rubbing him through the fabric of his trousers. ]
Mm... I guess I could let you in on my dirty little secret. [ Not that it's much of one tbh— ] Whenever you're not around, my body aches for you so badly. I've tried to satisfy my urges on my own while you're gone. My fingers, toys... none of them have fulfilled me the way you have. You're much bigger and thicker in comparison, I've been so spoiled by your incredible cock to the point where it's all I crave for.
[ Even without the candy in the equation, the truth is Yoimiya has always been a sultry little minx for her lover, yearning for his touch on days he's away. She doesn't even have to hope, she knows this answer will satisfy the Harbinger. The knowledge that she pleasures herself to thoughts of him, mewling out his name as her own fingers slide in and out should surely paint a lewd, picturesque image in his mind, fueling his ego all the more.
Almost as if it were a small beam of light shining in the darkness, the hungry little blonde spots the fallen box of aphrodisiacs from the corner of her ravenous eyes. Suddenly, a terrible idea pops into her head. Unhooking the arm around his neck, she opens the box, fiddling with the delicacy with her fingertips. ]
How does it feel knowing you're the only person capable of satisfying my desires?
[ She places the candy between her lips, leaning down to kiss him in full, pushing the treat into his mouth with her tongue. ]
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And her praises of him aren't helping. Hearing her tell him how much he satisfies her indeed feeds his ego, and it's hot to think of her touching herself to thoughts of him when he's not around. What he wouldn't give to be able to see her do it too, his imagination beginning to wander with those thoughts now, letting out a heavy, content sigh as he imagines her in her bedroom doing indecent acts to herself...]
Mmmmm...I'd say it feels pretty good. Just as how you're making me feel really good right now...
[He doesn't see her pick up the box, doesn't see her put the candy between her lips until he opens his eyes to see her leaning down to kiss him. The candy goes in his mouth and he immediately tastes chocolate on his tongue, the small little morsel getting pushed around as their tongues tangle before he decides to quickly swallow it as the two caress each other's lips in a passionate kiss. It's not until after they break that he realizes what's just happened, his eyes widening a little bit as he stares back at Yoimiya.]
You little rascal, did you...?
[He looks downward at the ground, spotting the box sitting there next to his phone. It fell out when he'd shifted, and she took complete advantage of it. Tartaglia looks back to her, not knowing how long it would take until-]
Ohhhhhhhhhhh...
[It's a heat that comes on so fast that it would have knocked him off his feet had he been standing. Childe can't help but begin to squirm uncontrollably underneath Yoimiya, her rubs and her beauty combined with the candy he'd just swallowed making all his senses go into overdrive. His jaw slacks as he looks at her, eyes reflecting the same kind of hunger that her own hold, except he looks so desperate for her. As if she were an oasis in a desert that he'd been trapped in for far too long, he stares back at her mesmerized and wanting for more than the rubs to his groin.]
Goodness, Yoimiya, is this how you've felt all night...? I need you so badly I think I'm going to burst if you leave me be. Don't tell me you had this planned from the moment you found out what the candy really was.
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After breaking away from the kiss, she licks her lips before poking her perky, pink tongue out at him. She genuinely doesn't mind accidentally eating the candy, but it's definitely way more fun to drag him into the ocean of lust with her, to drown him in the deepest trenches of desire as they indulge in each other's bodies. ]
You certainly picked up some strong candy if just one is affecting you like this. Makes me wonder about your original plans for tonight... were you hoping to have sex with me all night long?
[ At this rate, she probably could get down and dirty with him all evening. ]
Guilty as charged~! Hehe, the thought crossed my mind when you told me but I had to wait for the perfect moment to strike. Although... I guess I did kind of manipulate you into letting your guard down.
[ She's grinning as her fingers work across his groin, the slightest hint of arousal has become much more apparent than earlier as she feels him throb through his pants. She hitches a breath at how hard he is already, amazed at the quick work of this candy. One look into those deep, ravenous eyes tells her everything she needs to know, he's under the same spell, desperate and hungry for her body. It's cute how he too looks like an animal in heat, dying to mate with his lover. She understands his internal trepidations and desires perfectly.
Wanting to spoil her beloved, she gives him a bit of that release he's seeking, unhooking his belt and sliding his undergarments just enough to free his rock-hard, pulsating dick. A blissful sigh rolls out of her lips, Yoimiya is always so happy to see his perfect, thick cock ready and waiting for her. The blonde's fingertips curl around the base of his throbbing length, pumping him up and down, all the way to the tip to draw out even more adorable noises of desperation from her lover. Small noises of satisfaction pour out from her throat, it's tempting to get on top and slide him into her right now but she wants to tease and play with her Fatui boy toy for just a little bit longer. Tartaglia is so terribly cute when he's hot and bothered, she can't help herself. ]
Archons, it didn't take long for you to get hard again. Your cock is already throbbing so much for me... [ Touching him is enough to make her moan, his girth feels too good. ] Mmm, I'm sure my hand feels good but I bet there's something else you want more than my hand, correct?
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You...I'd hardly pegged you as the kind of person to do such a thing...oh!!!
[Her hand acts as if it were controlling him, his length the steering wheel as she drives him further downward into a pool of lust and desire. His hands reach for any part of her body he can get a hold of, one finding her side while the other finding her breast, kneading into it as he continues to squirm underneath her ministrations. Tartaglia watches her hands unbuckle him as if it were in slow-mo, pupils dilating as she begins to stroke him up and down, earning a little-too-loud moan from him. Her hands feel like fire against his sensitive skin, shuddering with delight but feeling like he needs something more, something deeper to satisfy him.]
Yes, please.
[He begs, desperation on his face as a growing hunger builds in the pit of his stomach. Tartaglia throbs for her pussy, to enter it again and feel it wrap around him so tightly. It's all he can think about as she teases him, and bits of precum pool at his tip. The man has forgotten about where he is and if anyone can see them, at least temporarily.]
Please, Yoimiya. I want to sink so deeply inside of you, I want you to ride me right here until you've milked every last drop out of me. How could I not be excited for you, your body is perfect in all ways, your breasts fit perfectly into my palms as if you were made just for me. I'm completely at your mercy here...I'll do anything you wish, just name it.
[Little whimpers come from him as she continues to stroke his cock, throbbing terribly into it as he mindlessly gropes her breast, completely missing the couple that walks dangerously close to them as they walk through the park.]
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She drags her palm across the base of his length, pumping her hand in a steady rhythm as she enjoys every moan from her boyfriend, licking her lips at the sight of precum leaking out from the tip. ]
Mmm... you did such a good job fucking me earlier, it's only fair that I give you what you want. Oh—! [ She stops, mewling in bliss as he kneads her breast, leaning into his touch so he can fondle her more. ] Ah... yes. I'll ride you so well, take in every inch of that incredible cock. I want you to shoot your load so deep, fill me up with every drop that you have.
[ Tartaglia is so terribly sexy as he voices his needs, matching her own desires. She wants nothing more than to ride him raw until he spills his entire load into her, yearning to be filled full of his warm seed. She pulls up the skirt of her dress as she hovers over him, having never put her thong back on after their first round. Her well-fucked pussy from earlier is still slick, primed, and ready to take him on once more.
As fun as it is to tease him, she's lost all of her patience, the pit in her stomach growing more hungry for him. Without any further delay, she lifts her hips, lining his dick up with her soaking hole that's been aching to take Tartaglia once again. Lowering herself onto him, Yoimiya moans out as she feels the head of his hot, throbbing cock penetrate her. She's just as desperate, eager, and greedy to feel that familiar girth of his cock fill her to the brim. She's so wrapped up in pleasure that she also forgets where they are, slipping out another moan as she plunges down, taking him all the way in. ]
Ooh... archons, it's so big. So perfect... I can never get enough of your cock.
[ She loops her arms around his neck, raising her hips as she delights in the tight, wet friction of his cock stretching her open, hitting that sweet spot that drives her crazy. Just as she's getting ready to dive down and buck her hips, the sounds of two voices causes Yoimiya to stop as she's halfway down on his cock. ]
Blossomcrown Park surely is pretty, isn't it? But it's not as beautiful as you. [ A feminine giggle follows after the first voice. ] Hehe, you're such a smooth talker! Yes, it's the perfect place for a date. Thank you for bringing me out here, dear.
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Tartaglia silently stares upward at her as she positions herself, anxious for her to let him slide inside and finally satisfy the burning desire that throbs in her hands. And when she finally does, the sensation of her walls welcoming him as she slides all the way down sends a shock to his system, moaning delightfully with her as every nerve is enveloped by her warmth. His fingertips grip into her breasts, his mouth hangs agape as his breath hitches, staring up in a hazy lust that begs for her to continue and bring them both the pleasure they're seeking.]
Fuck me, Yoimiya. Please...
[Now that she's positioned herself, he can lean forward to suck idly on her breasts, his tongue circling her nipple as he tries to coax her more into giving into their whims. The stroke of her pussy elicits another greedy, hungry moan from him, ready for her to begin to pump her hips as he loses himself in her body. But he doesn't get terribly far, the voices of the couple invading his thoughts as he freezes completely and his eyes widen in shock as he looks in the direction of their voices.
They're so close, close enough that if he wanted to spit on them he could. It takes every ounce of willpower not to thrust upwards into Yoimiya's soaking wet pussy, for fear of getting her to mewl and cry for him, but it's torturous not to. His entire body screams at him to fuck her, and all he can do is shift and squirm uncomfortably as they wait in a ghostly silence for them to move on.]
Of course, [the man's voice responds. His significant other seems enthralled by their date, giggling again as they get closer to the bushes.] I love the sakura trees here, can we sit under this one for while?
[Oh my god, Childe thinks, as the couple sits under the same tree as them, about ten feet away or so on the other side of the tree. He can hear them having lovey-dovey whispers of nothings to each other, his heart pounding in his chest, and his cock throbbing uncontrollably halfway inside of Yoimiya. He casts his eyes upward, not knowing what to do, unwilling to move and yet scared to continue.
But what his lust-induced girlfriend will decide here will be their fate, and he feels like he's going to have to accept whatever decision she makes...]
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Every neuron in her body feels like it's on fire, a wave of euphoric bliss splashing over her, drowning her in the depths of pleasure. Just as she's getting ready to let out a sultry moan, she somehow manages to stop herself upon listening to unsuspecting pair join them. The couple sitting down under the same sakura tree has thrown a wrench into her plans. Just when she thought it couldn't get any more riskier than the employee almost walking in on them at the restaurant, this takes the cake. They're so close, Yoimiya should feel bothered by the tense situation but any rational thought is taken over by her lust crazy haze. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, her soaking wet pussy tightens up, squeezing down on him, they're so close to getting caught but she's thrilled by that prospect. ]
Oh, stop it, you! Teehee, you shouldn't be saying such things in public.
[ The woman's light, airy voice is heard, giggling at some sweet nothings being whispered into her ear. Yoimiya has no idea what's being said but the adorable, lovey-dovey couple has got nothing on the depraved, horny couple that's right behind the same tree.
A hand comes up behind the back of his head, fingers slipping into her boyfriend's orange tousled curls. She pushes his face in between her soft, supple tits, encouraging him to continue sucking on them in order to drown out the sounds of his moaning. It's going to be especially tough for her to not make any sort of noises, the sensation of his tantalizing tongue swirling around her nipples combined with his cock shoved all the way in makes her want to release the most guttural, primal moan from the back of her throat but...
Yoimiya loves a good challenge.
As he casts his gaze upwards, Tartaglia will be able to catch a devilish smirk quirking on her lips. A look that clearly expresses she could care less if there are people nearby, they're in far too deep to stop. Yoimiya can feel him, pulsating, throbbing inside of her, by gosh!! she's not leaving this place until he spills his load into her.
Without any hesitation, a decision is quickly made in the form of Yoimiya plunging herself all the way down onto his cock. For once in her life, she's quiet, biting down on her bottom lip, fighting back mewls and moans out of sheer willpower. The first buck of her hips is methodical, moving up and down along the base of his length, sinking down on him in full with deep, slow thrusts. It's a little slower than what she's used to but it's better this way as to not attract the attention of the couple with the sounds of their wet skin slamming into one another. This method is also perfect for savoring every inch of his cock, so she definitely doesn't mind. Yoimiya throws her head back as she pushes down to take him in fully.
Even if she isn't let out any sounds, the lewd, flushed expression on her face says it all: she is hopelessly addicted to his cock and she loves fucking him. ]
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Before he knows it, her hand is pushing him right into her breasts, understanding what's coming next, and how she's telling him to deal with his eventual involuntary moans and cries. The soft skin of her boobs sends a shudder through him as he starts to suck on them again, filling his mouth completely with one to muffle the needy moan that slips out simply from being positioned there. Tartaglia flutters his eyelashes as he looks upward, greeted with the sight of exactly what he expected- a sinful, nefarious smile on her lips that signifies to him what the next several minutes were going to be.
An anxiety-ridden, all-consuming session of lust, debauchery, and pleasure.
His eyes close as Yoimiya plunges downwards, shaking from the wave of bliss that rocks his body, sucking air in sharply through his nose as each thrust of himself inside of her begs and presses to get him to cry out for her. But he can't, those people are so close to them, and he's scared that they may have even heard him breathe. It feels as if everything else is drowned out but the sounds of their love-making, now louder than ever in his ears as he wonders if they'll get suspicious from one sound from behind the tree.
Yoimiya's slow, methodical rock of her hips is enough to make his mind completely melt, his hands gripping into her ass uncontrollably as he fights between a state of alertness to the area around them and being so mesmerized by the constant stimulation of pleasure that makes his back go numb and his legs turn to jello that he forgets his own name. The candy doesn't help him either, pushing him farther towards the greed that's gotten him into this situation to begin with.
How lovely Yoimiya's body is, perfect curves and breasts that drive him wild matched together with a bright, daring, and trouble-making personality that he thought only existed in his dreams. Tiny whimpers come out of him, thankfully muffled by her breast that he swirls his tongue around, his hips bucking upwards to meet her slow rocking, wanting to vocalize how much he's loving every second of this despite the danger that sits only feet away. It's torture that he can't, even more so when he opens his eyes again to see her flushed face, filled with satisfaction to see how much she too, is loving being completely filled to the brim with him. It turns him on even more, and an idle thought goes through his mind-
Is he developing a kink for this too...?
The next wave of bliss seems to ensure that for him, thrusting up a bit harder, needing her to increase her speed a bit- he feels alive and he needs every inch of her against him.]
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i wrote this thinking, how can i make it worse
I'VE BEEN HOWLING AT THIS EVER SINCE I READ IT, a terrible twosome
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