Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder
Pairing: Hikaru Aihara x f!MC
Prompt: Playing hooky from work to spend the day together
Warnings: NSFW, Vaginal fingering, Oral sex (female receiving), Vaginal sex
Notes: This is my first contribution to the @voltagefandomproject
“Stay in bed with me, honey.”
MC squirmed as her husband murmured his sensual plea into the crook of her neck. After an attempt to shimmy from the bed to get dressed for work, the maid found herself at the mercy of Hikaru’s warmth enveloping her on this chilly early morning.
“Come on, Hikaru,” she half pleaded, biting on her lip to suppress the moan threatening to succumb under the tantalizing duress of his touch of her curves. “I would love to stay in bed with you as well, honey, but Mr. Ichinomiya will be displeased if we don’t clock in on time.”
“Idiot. I’ll text Ichinomiya and inform him that both my darling wife and I fell ill during our honeymoon by catching a minor cold.”
“Hikaru, please,” MC huffed, her breath caught sharp when Hikaru’s hands vanished beneath the covers and rested on the mound of buttocks. “We….can’t….”
“Can’t what?” Hikaru provoked, his lips curling into a sly grin as his palms roamed his wife’s backside, her body bare from their late night affairs the eve prior. “Can’t call into work? Or can't we touch each other anymore?”
His fingers descended south, parting the creamy flesh of MC’s soft thighs apart until he brushed against the sensitive bud of her womanhood, eliciting a lewd gasp of pleasure.
“Maybe just one more day wouldn’t hurt anything…,” her soft voice trailed off, sighing in content when Hikaru tore the blankets and tossed them aside onto the floor.
Yearning to please his wife, Hikaru’s hands explored and caressed her damp skin, while his teeth engraved love marks that would remain visible for the sight of his eyes only long after this affair between the sheets. Satisfied that he had tormented his dear MC long enough with his teasing, Hikaru’s fingertips grasped the sides of her hips, and held her firmly in place while his tongue licked and lapped at her perspiration from her heated skin before gliding to enjoin them as one.
His tongue lashed languid strokes into her; as MC’s body bucked back and forth in a steady rhythm. Clutching the bed sheet with her fingernails, the harmonious sound of her pants echoed throughout their bedroom until a sensation of pleasurable friction tickled her lower belly when Hikaru’s nose brushing that sensitive bundle of nerve delivered a sweet friction.
“Have I convinced you to stay in bed and play hooky with me today, honey?”
Unable to formulate a coherent thought due to her body trembling from the aftermath of the high her hubby inflicted upon her, MC glanced backwards to meet Hikaru’s gaze and nodded slightly in between her pants.
“Speechless already?” Hikaru smirked, rising to his knees to flip his wife so that she was placed flat on her back and pinned underneath him. “The fun has only just begun.”
Now partially recovered from the delight of her orgasm, MC ascended her body to wrap her arms around Hikaru’s neck. Their lips were drawn together by the lingering passion; their tongues fighting for dominance until the sound of MC’s pager beeping from the nightstand interrupted.
Possessed by an envious desire, the former assassin reached for the device, and muted it before tossing it to the ground. Concerned about Mr. Ichinomiya’s reaction at ignoring his page when she did eventually have to face her employer again, MC attempted to fetch the pager, but instead yelped when her plan was foiled by Hikaru pinning her wrists back down onto the mattress.
“Idiot, you wouldn’t dare be thinking of another man while in bed with me now, would you?”
Keeping her wrists firmly pinned to prevent MC from wriggling away, Hikaru inched closer so that the tip of his erection brushed her thigh, eliciting a soft pleading whimper from the part of her lips.
“N-No, I would never, honey,” MC whinied, her mind spinning in anticipation at the teasing sensation tickling her leg.
“Are you sure? Because I wouldn’t mind reminding you whose woman you are,” Hikaru chided, snapping his hips forward to stroke her entrance, being sure to graze her folds glistening in her cum.
“Then remind me, Hikaru,” MC begged, the pool of wetness between her thighs dampening with how close his cock was to where she longed for his touch the most. “Spend the day reminding me.”
Hikaru groaned when his erection grew harder at the invitation. Releasing MC’s wrists, he trailed his lips down her body and aligned his pelvis with her opening. Complying with his wife’s demands, Hikaru thrusted forward and was greeted with MC’s sensual sighing. His responses was sighs of gratification taht drowned hers out when each movement of his was met with the fluttering of her walls clenching tighter around him.
MC’s reservations about their day of hooky were long gone as Hikaru continued to make gentle yet passionate love to her.
Who knew playing hooky every once in a while could be so electrifying for a marriage?
Just going to post of portrait of my kingdom hearts oc, Kitigin (Toon Form).
Long story short, I been practicing to drawing Disney characters style, mainly from the 2000s. And giving her new outfit, based on FE3H healers characters.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Cole Cassidy/Hanzo Shimada
Characters: Cole Cassidy (Overwatch), Hanzo Shimada
Additional Tags: Blood and Injury, Serious Injuries, Missions Gone Wrong, Marriage Proposal, Poor Timing, Promises
Series: Part 4 of 365 Days of Fandom, Part 33 of YeeHan
Summary:
In retrospect it really hadn’t been the best time to drop that particular question into conversation. Then again, Cassidy hadn’t ever really been known for his timing, at least not outside of battle, and definitely not when it came down to personal matters.
I absolutely hate texting and anyone who truly knows me will tell you that. I'm much better with short and brief exchanges over text, but if it's a phone call I'll talk for hours.
It's definitely Maegan, though—we always plan stuff for our East Texas University sessions, so it always leads into Pepe Silvia theorizing blocks of text (mix that in with jokes/venting/general life stuff etc etc!)
We are about eleven days out from New Year’s Eve and I think it’s about high time I get off my lazy ass and work on that NYE Modern AU Celia/Michelle fic I’ve had stewing on my USB drive for this past year because I couldn’t be bothered to finish the rest of it.