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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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The entire time she's riding him raw, Yoimiya thought she had a pretty strong hold herself. Every so often, a moan gets caught in the back of her throat but she manages to swallow it down, slipping out a few soft sighs as she delights in the tight, wet friction of his rock-hard cock sliding in and out. However, it doesn't take much for her mental fortitude to start showing a few cracks. The way he matches her rhythm, bucking into her causes her honey-colored eyes to grow wide, the knowledge that she's pleasing her lover is a pleasure all on its own. A soft, involuntary mewl spills out of her mouth as he's shoved all the way in, hitting the back of her wall with that particular buck of hips.
Oh no. Did the other couple happen to hear that slip of tongue?
Whew... Thankfully, the couple still doesn't seem to notice. Probably too busy off in their own world flirting with each other. Yoimiya can understand that sentiment all too well. Internally, she lets out a long sigh of relief. While she wouldn't have particularly cared if the other pair saw them (she already has a backup plan in mind!) everything about this, about him feels too good right now, she doesn't want to stop.
Shifting her gaze back onto her boyfriend, a mischievous smirk curves across her features. With every stroke of her throbbing pussy clenching down on him, she can feel each twitch of his cock aching for more, the slow sway of her hips isn't enough to satisfy his desires. She barely manages to bite down another moan as he thrusts into her with a bit more force, an indicator that he wants more. Spoiling her lover has become a hobby, even with the risk she's more than happy to give Tartaglia exactly what he wants.
While one hand plays with his hair, the other grips onto his shoulder. Putting more power into it, Yoimiya picks up the pace and starts rocking her hips in earnest. With each thrust, she makes sure to take him in as deep as she possibly can. Seeing as the unsuspecting couple seems to be busy flirting, Yoimiya takes the opportunity to lean in close as she's bouncing on his cock, whispering into his ear. ]
Are you enjoying this, Tartaglia? I love being your dirty little girl. It's like you were made to be inside of me.
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It makes him want to try more daring things in this particular situation to see how far he can push the letter.
To him, it seems that Yoimiya might be along for the ride, beating him to the punch on it already. Her hips rock faster up and down on his cock, and he responds in turn by moaning a little louder right into her breast, delighted beyond words as the haze of pleasure thickens in his mind and ignores his common sense. The hand in his hair is like a cherry on top, enjoying how her fingers thread into the strands, his eyes looking up at her in desperation as she whispers those sinful words into his ear.
It makes him release his mouth from her breast, the hunger in his eyes voracious and wanting, yet at the same time completely submissive. Tartaglia's hands frantically grip into her hips as she continues to ride him, a tiny whine bubbling up from his throat and coming out with a volume that makes him worry. And yet, with how deeply entrenched he is in the moment, he finds that if they do get caught, then that's alright- it may even prove more exciting than what's already happening.
His words are soft, his tone lower as he whispers back to her, eyes unfocused and mesmerized by the way her hips stroke him so.]
I love it, [he says, his jaw slightly agape between sentences.] I was made just for you, for you to use to pleasure yourself as you see fit. Use me, use my body...
[He nuzzles his head into her chest, as another soft moan is let out of him.]
I feel so hot, so good right now...Yoimiya. Oh my god, Yoimiya, oh my god...
[That last iteration of 'god' is not quiet, but it seems that Tartaglia has finally lost his battle, the build of pleasure that rocks his body too much for him to take anymore. He's there, on the edge, and when he finally releases it's going to be anything but quiet.]
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I was made just for you. Listening to those words spill out from his mouth fills her core with bliss, she's so utterly pleased to hear such a lovely declaration. She's more than happy to use his body to make a marvelous mess out of him. ]
You feel so amazing, Tartaglia. You fit so perfectly inside of me, it's so hot and thick. Only your perfect cock can satisfy me.
[ Soft but sensual, her voice is low as she whispers hotly into his ear. Not caring that she's muttering filthy words right behind the other couple.
Tartaglia's words are so satisfying to listen to, pleasure wracks through her body seeing him so submissive and completely under her control. That last little 'god' slipping out from his lips is a little loud and shortly after that, Yoimiya could hear the couple's voices saying something to each other. Even with the looming threat, she continues to ride him all the way up and down his cock. It's terrible how such a tense situation is so arousing, her tight pussy squeezing, pulsating around him, if she could get wetter she would. There's a small twisted part of her that doesn't mind having an audience to witness their carnal love-making, to flaunt to the world that Tartaglia was made just for her. ]
Oh my god! [ Yoimiya could hear each beat of her heart pounding with excitement. Is this it for them...? ] We should go check out the rose garden before it gets too late. They say that the roses are especially beautiful in the moonglow.
[ Now with the nuisance out of the way, Yoimiya glances down at her beloved with a domineering smirk. Not wasting any time, the strokes of her hips become more aggressive, bouncing in his lap erratically to push him down harder, deeper, making sure he hits every sweet spot. Archons... she loves the way he twitches inside of her, the curve of his cock is so good. Her pussy throbs around him, squeezing down to add a tight, wet pressure in tandem with every thrust. An unrestrained moan that she's been holding back pours out of her lips, it feels so incredible to finally voice how good she feels. It's even more satisfying knowing they completely got away with their sinful actions.
Shifting her attention to his neck, she cranes her head down to pepper a few kisses to his throat. She presses her mouth open against his neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin with the all intent purposes of leaving very noticeable red marks. ]
Mm... I want to leave my mark and stake my claim on you. Is it okay for me to be greedy?
[ Yoimiya isn't exactly the jealous type but the incident with the Siren has unleashed a clingy side to her. A side that's not keen on the idea of sharing and wants to show off to the world he's taken. ]
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He can tell by the look in her eyes that they must have left, and by how she starts to ride him even more aggressively, letting him sink into every corner of her deliciously wet, warm pussy. Watching her body move is so deliciously sexy, her boobs bouncing up and down in his face enticing and keeping him addicted. The swap in speed makes him see stars, and the mewl from her lips further drives his lust farther down a path that he knows will lead him to more dangerous, more kinky sessions with her.
But he finds it all welcoming, letting his own moan bubble up loudly now that he knows it's somewhat safe to.
Tartaglia tilts his head so she has more access to his neck, groaning with glee at how wonderful her attention to it is, sending more shockwaves through his system. He feels as if he's at his limit, teetering on the edge of finally reaching the sweet release he's been seeking, his mind an utter mess. Yoimiya has completely ground any rationality or sense out of him, reduced to nothing other than his own primal instincts. The man can barely get a response back out to her, nodding dumbly as more moans and cries of her name spill out of him, breath ragged as he does everything in his power not to cum right here and now.]
Please...be as greedy as you please. I'm yours and no one else's...I...I...
[It's as if he forgets how to work his own voice, her body keeping him mesmerized, along with the candy making his intense, carnal craving for her going.]
Yoimiya, I...I'm...I'm going to...
[His body is shuddering more and more, his hips bucking upward with even more speed. There's nothing behind his glassy eyes but pure lust, staring upwards as everything seems to unravel in his mind. The groan he elicits when he finally releases himself is anything but soft, a keen that rings out across the park and gets a few heads to turn in their direction. Luckily they're still covered by the bushes, and it seems like Tartaglia hardly cares in the moment.]
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It's greedy and selfish of her but hearing those wonderful words flutter her heart with joy. She wants to be the one to see this lewd, submissive side of Tartaglia, for it to be a pleasure for her eyes only. Latching onto her boyfriend's exposed neck, she parts her lips to suck a bit harder, her teeth lightly grazing his sensitive skin, the signs of a hickey beginning to bloom.
Feeling pleased with her handiwork, Yoimiya pulls away from his neck to fully focus her attention on his cock, rocking her hips up and down, encouraging him to chase the climax he so desperately seeks. He's twitching and throbbing so much, she can feel he's getting close. He's been nothing but good to her this whole evening, she wants to return all of his affections in full and then some, to fulfill every filthy little desire of his. The strokes of her hips become more desperate, yearning to milk him dry. Thoughts of Tartaglia have completely clouded her mind, despite her clingy side rearing its ugly head, Yoimiya desires to be filled with his seed, to have her body be claimed by the Harbinger in turn.
With one final plunge of her hips, she takes him all the way in, his throbbing cock buried deep inside her pussy as the flow of his release spurts into her. Yoimiya moans in bliss, delighting in the strings of his cum coating her insides white and filling her to the brim. Her whole body feels warm, heat filling her core as his climax pools inside of her. It's impressive how he was able to cum so violently within her twice. There's so much but she loves every drop of it. Her whole body shudders, the way his cock pulsates as he fills her up pushes her over the edge. A sharp mewl pours out from her lip, squeezing down and coming around his length. Their sensual noises most certainly caught a few people's attention, scratching their heads in confusion but thankfully, the foliage manages to hide their sinful actions.
Breathless gasps pour out of her mouth as her chest heaves up and down. In the immediate aftermath of their lovemaking, a wave of exhaustion hits her sensitive body, causing the blonde to crumple into a heap on top of him, her head falling onto his chest. Golden pleasure-glazed irises flutter in tandem with her heavy breathing, even amid euphoric clarity, there's a bright, shimmer of love in her eyes. ]
Tartaglia, I love you...
[ Those tender words of affection slip out as she captures his lips for a soft kiss brimming with all of her love and adoration for him. It's much less animalistic than the sloppy lip locks they shared as they furiously fucked. The kiss is much more delicate, a simple gesture of affection from a girl in love. A small sign that the aphrodisiac candy is slowly starting to wear off. ]
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The way she takes him fully into her, clenching down on him as she reaches her own high, makes the sensation of cumming into her all the more satisfying. Her walls hug him so tightly that it feels as if she's trying to squeeze every last drop out of him, filling her completely with his love, hooked on the incredible sound of her mewls and moans as Yoimiya's body burns as intensely as his own. Tartaglia finds there's nothing better than to know that Yoimiya is wracked and drowning in pleasure, happily joining her as his breaths come out ragged and his body becomes limp after the initial sensation of bliss begins to wear off. His arms wrap around her as she collapses into him, laughing quietly as she does so. She's worked very hard to please him, and he lets a hand run through her golden locks with affection.
He returns the kiss in full, his eyes half-lidded to adore her before they finally close completely, taking her farther into the kiss as he reciprocates with as much love and care as she's showing to him. Tartaglia's lips caress her own, his kiss gentle and sweet in the small amount of mental clarity he's been afforded for the moment. He can feel her emotions with every pass of their lips and tongue, getting lost in them as he just appreciates her and everything she is. Loving, caring and considerate- all things he has come to admire about her, in addition to everything else that makes her shine.]
I love you too, Yoimiya.
[His eyes brighten in the moonlight when he looks down at her when they finally break, feeling full and warm with affection as they both sit there. It's not until he feels his own cock that's still inside her throb again that his eyes widen, feeling the rush of lust and need that had swallowed him whole for the duration of their sex come back to him. She might be coming off of the candy, but he just ate that piece- and it's not done with him yet.
He can feel himself at a half-chub inside of her still, squirming once with discomfort as his body asks him to continue and feed it all the pleasure it has just experienced. Tartaglia's eyes reflect a hunger in them, but at least at the same time he's managing to keep a hold of his sanity for the moment, laughing nervously now that he knows he's not out of the woods yet.]
Yoimiya...
[How does he put this.]
Listen, that candy really did a number on me...all I can think about is how beautiful you are, how sexy your body is, and how much I'd like to pleasure it some more...
[He can feel his mind going back down that rabbit hole, much the same as when Yoimiya faced him with her pussy so he could see what he'd done to her.]
...how enticing your lips are, your gorgeous eyes captivating me...your irresistible breasts...
[He could start drooling at any moment the way he's describing her, expression becoming more and more dumb-looking with that same hazy, unfocused look in his eyes.]
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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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