As I knelt before Hiashi, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart race. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the tension in the room was palpable.
I slowly unbuttoned his pants, my fingers brushing against his skin, eliciting a shiver from him. I took my time, savoring the moment, knowing that every second was building anticipation.
Hiashi's breath hitched as I finally freed him from his constraints. I could see the veins in his neck throbbing with desire, and his hands gripped the arms of the chair tightly, knuckles turning white. I leaned in, my breath hot against his skin, and whispered, "You're all mine, Hiashi."
I fully pulled his pants down and opened up his kimono, smirking at his bare body. He kept giving me shit for walking around without much clothes on, but here he was, walking around without an undershirt or underwear at all.
Still, I didn't take him in my mouth right away; instead, I looked up at him, "Hiashi, I want you to tell me what I'm doing, I want you to explain everything, tell me what you see, what you feel, let me know how I please you."
Hiashi's eyes widened in surprise at my request, but I could see the flicker of excitement in them as well. He shifted in his chair, his body already responding to my words. "Yuki," he started, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're... you're looking up at me with those beautiful eyes, your lips so close to me. I can feel your breath on my skin, and it's driving me crazy."
I smiled, encouraged by his response. "Go on," I prompted, my voice soft but firm. "Tell me more." I whispered as I leaned in closer, my lips not going for his cock, despite its clear need and desire for attention; instead, I went lower, to his balls."
Hiashi's breath hitched as my lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his inner thighs, his body tensing with anticipation. I could feel the heat radiating from him, the tension in his muscles as he waited for my touch. I took my time, savoring the moment, my breath hot against his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in my wake.
I looked up at him, my eyes locked onto his, as I slowly moved my lips closer to his balls. "Tell me, Hiashi," I whispered, my voice husky with desire. "What does it feel like when I touch you here?"
Hiashi's eyes fluttered closed, and he let out a soft moan. "It's... it's intense, Yuki. Your lips are so soft, your breath is hot. I can feel every movement, every touch. It's like you're setting my skin on fire."
I smiled, encouraged by his response. I took one of his balls into my mouth, rolling it gently with my tongue. Hiashi's body jerked, and he let out a gasp. "Yuki," he breathed, his voice strained. "That feels incredible. Your tongue is like velvet, driving me wild."
I switched to the other ball, giving it the same attention; my hands weren't idle either. One hand gently stroked his inner thigh, and the other reached behind the balls my mouth and tongue worked on, and two fingers gently trailed back and forth the sensitive skin there.
I could feel him pulsing, his body tensing as I pleasured him. "And what about this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Does this feel good?"
Hiashi's eyes were wild with desire, his body trembling with need. "Yes," he gasped. "It feels amazing. Your touch is electric, Yuki. I can feel every movement, every lick. It's pushing me closer to the edge."
I pulled back slightly, a smirk playing on my lips. "Good," I whispered. I liked making him do this, describe my actions and his feelings. Making him put words to his pleasure. He was normally pretty stoic and quiet, always so serious. So having him put words to his pleasure was a clean break from his usual coldness.
Once more, I pushed my tongue against his balls; they felt soft and warm, and I could faintly feel them pulse under my attention. Hiashi kept himself clean, so there wasn't much taste except a faint saltiness of sweat.
As I continued to pleasure him, I could feel Hiashi's body responding to my every touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I took my time, savoring the moment, my tongue exploring every inch of his sensitive skin.
Right above my face, his cock was fully erect, it bounced and throbbed each time my tongue swept over his balls, and I once more sucked them into my mouth, this time, taking not one, but both of them into my warm, wet mouth.
As I took both of Hiashi's balls into my mouth, I could feel the weight of them, the softness of his skin against my tongue. I rolled them gently, my lips stretching to accommodate them both, feeling the pulsing of his desire against my tongue. Hiashi let out a low, guttural moan, his body tensing as I pleasured him.
"Yuki," Hiashi gasped, his voice strained with desire. "That feels... incredible. Your mouth is so warm, so wet. I can feel every movement, every suck. It's like you're consuming me, and I never want you to stop."
I pulled back slightly, my lips glistening with saliva, a smirk playing on my lips. "Tell me, Hiashi," I whispered, my voice husky with desire. "What does it feel like when I do this?"
Hiashi's eyes were wild with desire, his body trembling with need. "It's... It's intense, Yuki. Your mouth is like a furnace, burning me from the inside out. It's driving me wild."
I smirked, and finally, I moved on from his balls with a long lick from under them, over them, and finally up the underside of his stiff cock. Tasting the warm, salty pre that had been leaking down, and marked my forehead as it had been impatiently bouncing against it as I sucked his balls.
With a final flick of my tongue, I ran it over the tip, and finally let the cock bounce once more, hitting me on the nose, and let out a giggle.
Hiashi's eyes widened in surprise and amusement as his cock bounced off my nose, his body shaking with a mix of laughter and desire. "Yuki," he gasped, his voice a mix of exasperation and affection. "You're going to drive me crazy."
I looked up at him, my eyes sparkling with mischief, a playful smirk on my lips. "Is that so?" I teased, my voice husky and warm breath spilling over his cock. Once more, I ran my tongue over his dick and landed a kiss on his balls.
"Yuki." Hiashi gasped deeply, and I knew why.
The tip of his cock, was oozing pre right atop the caged bird seal on my forehead, the seal that bound me to the main family, bound my fate. Over the years, I had learned that seeing this particular sight turned him on immensely.
The caged bird seal represented my confinement, the constraints of my role within the family. Yet, in this moment, it seemed to ignite something primal in Hiashi, a desire that went beyond the physical.
As I continued to tease Hiashi, I could feel the tension in the room building to a fever pitch. His breath came in ragged gasps, and his body trembled with anticipation. I knew that I had him exactly where I wanted him, and I intended to savor every moment.
I slowly trailed my tongue up the length of his cock, savoring the taste of him. His skin was soft and warm, and I could feel the pulsing of his desire against my tongue. Hiashi let out a low moan, his body tensing as I pleasured him.
"Yuki," he gasped, his voice strained with desire. "Your tongue is like fire, burning me from the inside out. It's driving me wild."
I smirked, pleased with his response. I took the head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked from the tip. Hiashi's body jerked, and he let out a gasp, his hands gripping the arms of the chair tightly.
I took him deeper, my lips stretching to accommodate his length. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat, and I relaxed, taking him even deeper. Hiashi's moans filled the room, his body trembling with need.
"Yuki," he breathed, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're so good at this. Your mouth is like heaven. I never want you to stop."
I pulled back slightly, my lips glistening with saliva. "Tell me, Hiashi," I whispered, my voice husky with desire. "What does it feel like when I do this?"
Hiashi's eyes were wild with desire, his body trembling with need. "It's... It's incredible, Yuki. Your mouth is so warm, so wet. I can feel every movement, every suck. It's like you're consuming me, and I never want you to stop."
I smiled, encouraged by his response. I took him back into my mouth, my head bobbing up and down as I pleasured him. I could feel him pulsing, his body tensing as I brought him closer to the edge.
"Yuki," Hiashi gasped, his voice strained. "I'm close. I'm so close."
I pulled back, a smirk playing on my lips. "Not yet, Hiashi," I teased, my voice husky. "I want to make you wait. I want to make you beg for it."
With those words, I went right back to it, taking him into my mouth, pausing at just the tip, swirling my tongue over this most sensitive part of him. Rubbing the tip of my tongue over the tip that leaked a constant stream of salty pre.
Then, I went deeper, one hand on his thigh, the other, gently massaging his balls. I invited him back into my throat.
His hips bucked slightly, a silent plea for more, and I obliged, taking him deeper into my throat, my hand gently massaging his balls, feeling them tighten with each stroke.
"Yuki," he gasped, his voice strained and desperate. "Please, don't stop. I'm so close."
I pulled back slightly, a smirk playing on my lips as I looked up at him, his eyes wild with desire. "Not yet, Hiashi," I teased, my voice husky with lust. "I want to feel you come undone. I want to taste every last drop of you."
With that, I took him back into my mouth, my head bobbing up and down in a rhythm that matched his rapid heartbeat. I could feel him pulsing, his body tensing as I brought him closer to the edge. My free hand explored his body, tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling the sweat that glistened on his skin.
Hiashi's breathing grew ragged, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yuki," he gasped, his voice a plea. "I can't hold on much longer."
I had to admit, it was impressive that even now, his hands gripped the armrests of the chair, and hadn't gripped my head at all.
To reward that, I increased the pressure, my tongue swirling around him, my mouth creating a vacuum that sucked him in deeper. I could feel his orgasm building, his cock throbbed hard, it was all too eager to unload itself.
But it didn't, not just yet.
Hiashi was enjoying it, and wanted to enjoy it as long as he could, so he kept it back, but it would only take so much more before he came.
Still, I would ensure he would enjoy every last moment of it.
I intensified my efforts, my tongue dancing around him, my mouth creating a perfect seal that drew him deeper. I could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles quivered with restraint, and it only spurred me on. My free hand continued to explore, tracing the lines of his abdomen, feeling the way his skin flushed with heat.
"Yuki," he gasped again, his voice hoarse with desperation. "I'm so close. Please, let me come. I need to feel it."
I pulled back just enough to tease, my lips brushing against the sensitive tip, my breath hot against his skin. "Not yet, Hiashi," I whispered, my voice laced with a mix of dominance and desire. "I want to feel you shudder. I want to hear you scream my name."
With that, I took him back into my mouth, my head moving in a rhythm that was both relentless and gentle, my tongue swirling and teasing. I could feel his body responding, his hips bucking slightly, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. My hand, still gently massaging his balls, felt them tighten even more, a clear sign of his impending release.
Hiashi's body was a landscape of tension and release, his muscles coiling and uncoiling with each stroke of my tongue. I could feel the way his cock throbbed, the way it pulsed with need, and I knew he was right on the edge.
"Yuki," he gasped, his voice a broken plea. "I can't... I can't hold on any longer. Please, let me come."
I pulled back slightly, my lips glistening, a wicked smile playing on my lips. "Then come for me, Hiashi," I whispered, my voice husky with lust. "Come undone in my mouth. Let me taste every last drop of you."
With that, I took him deep, my throat relaxing to take him in completely, my tongue swirling around him as I sucked hard. I could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing, and then, with that final thrust, Hiashi's body convulsed, and I felt the first hot, salty burst of his release hit the back of my throat.
I swallowed reflexively, the taste of him exploding across my tongue, a heady mix of salt and something uniquely him. It was thick and creamy, coating my mouth, and I savored every drop, my tongue eagerly lapping at the source.
I could feel the force of his orgasm, the way his cock pulsed and throbbed with each spurt, sending wave after wave of his essence into my waiting mouth. I swallowed again and again, the muscles of my throat working to take it all in, my eyes watering slightly with the intensity of the sensation.
The taste of him was intoxicating, a heady aphrodisiac that only served to heighten my own arousal. I could feel the wetness between my thighs, the way my own body responded to the act of pleasing him. I continued to suck gently, drawing out every last drop, my tongue swirling around him, milking him for all he was worth.
Hiashi's body trembled beneath me, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his hands finally releasing their grip on the armrests to tangle in my hair. I could feel the way his fingers tightened, the way he held me to him as if afraid I might stop, as if he needed this connection as much as I did.
I took my time, savoring the taste of him, the feel of him pulsing against my tongue. I swallowed one final time, feeling the last of his release slide down my throat, a warm, satisfying sensation. Only then did I pull back, my lips glistening, a satisfied smile playing on my lips.
Hiashi's eyes were glazed with pleasure, his body sated and spent. He looked at me with a mix of awe and gratitude, his fingers still tangled in my hair, his thumb gently stroking my cheek.
"Yuki," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "That was... incredible. You're incredible."
I smiled, a sense of satisfaction washing over me as I nuzzled against his touch. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Hiashi," I murmured, placing a kiss on the saliva-covered tip standing in front of my face.
Hiashi's eyes fluttered closed as I nuzzled against his touch, his fingers gently stroking my cheek. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, and I could feel the warmth of his body radiating against mine. I savored the taste of him still lingering on my tongue.
"Yuki," Hiashi whispered again, his voice barely above a whisper, laced with a mix of awe and tenderness. "You have no idea how much that means to me. How much you mean to me."
I looked up at him, my eyes meeting his gaze with a mix of mischief and affection. "Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea," I teased, my voice soft and playful. "After all, I can see it in your eyes, feel it in your touch, and taste it on my tongue."
Hiashi's fingers tightened slightly in my hair, his cock, throbbing slightly at my words. "You are impossible Yuki, nothing is ever enough for you is it?"
I giggled lightly, and kissed the tip again, "Not at all, so why don't we make sure the next load enters my womb? Would you believe my mother wanted me to escape this mission by becoming pregnant?"
Hiashi drew in a deep breath at my words, a deep desire flashing through his eyes. "Maybe your mother had the right idea."
(end of chapter)
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