TW: CoercionSMUT BECAUSE I'M A LITTLE wheeeee AFTER STREAM:"..

TW: Coercion

SMUT BECAUSE I'M A LITTLE wheeeee AFTER STREAM:

"Are you sure?"

I crawl to you, my limbs feeling loose and my mind feeling looser. My clothes have somehow found themselves on the ground and my body felt warm despite the ceiling and the air conditioner. I'm sorry I always get like this when I have a little sip. But seeing you laying there...I can't help myself.

I move between your legs, my eyes barely focusing on you.
"I bet it'd be fun. I've been craving something. I'm not sure what it is but I'm sure you'll be a good substitute."

I start to pull the blankets off of you and the clasp off your hand on my wrist stops me. It's firm. And strong. And overpowering. It only makes me need you a little more.

"I think you need some water."

I smirk to myself and move my body a little closer. I know you can feel my warmth, my need, my ache. You don't even stop me.

Pressing my chest against yours while I straddle you was the easy part. Even though they are small, you love feeling my tits against you. Just another way to be closer to me. You longed for me to pull my shirt off my body. You needed to feel my skin you yours. You need me. Now to just convince you.

I bring my lower body downwards, grinding my pussy on your leg. It felt like one swift movement and I hope to myself that it looked that way. It was a little difficult to control how I was moving but I need you. I need you. I know the want I had inside of me wasn't a result of the sips I'd had. I love you and I need more of you.

Now.

I press my lips against the warm flesh of your neck, wishing I could feel the pulse. I swipe my hot, wet tongue over the sensitive skin there and I feel something begin to firm up underneath me.

"Haaaaaah..." I breathe, waiting for the invertible hand in my hair, tugging me to remind me who was in charge. However, you didn't. You stayed. You didn't move an inch. It perplexes me for a moment but looking into your eyes and seeing that you're not keeping eye contact with me.

You're nervous.

Aren't you?

Are you anxious? Nervous? A little shaky?
You want to have your hands on me so badly. It's almost a need. You NEED me. This isn't how you usually acted. I need to pull that out of you, I guess. I laugh to myself, my eyes narrowing. A predator finding their prey. So helpless. So clueless.

So ready for me.

I reach down to confirm my suspicions of your arousal. The smile curling at my lips lets me know that I'm correct. You're getting hard. You can't even help yourself. The thought of my wet mouth on your cock, the sound of my wet pussy taking every inch you have to offer me...the way your name sounds when I can barely make out the syllables. Fuck.... *fuck* ... you can't do this.

You're craving me .You need me. Let your mind fill with my image. With the sound of my voice....with me.
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Guess your imagination is gonna have to do the rest~ It's time for bed <3 [Heheh hope it teased you a little. Love you! Goodnight!]