Crime & Punishment
Inumaki has always been a prankster but what happens when it’s time for him to take the punishment for his crimes…
Rating: 18+, NSFW
Listen we’ve been through this before with TWST. It’s Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College. We go with college ages here. No minors. K thnx. Bye.
Inumaki's headboard keeps digging into her shoulder blade, but she can't be bothered to move. She couldn’t, even if she wanted to, not with the cursed speech user's body caging her in.
They've been at this for a while, YN drinking from his lips as she pleases; taking her time to pull the sorcerer apart by the seams.
One hand forcefully grips the back of his neck, the other fists his cock while he straddles her lap. Her tongue tangles with Toge's, swallowing his wanton sounds as his hips rut against her.
His shirt has long since been discarded, along with hers. His hands caress her breasts through the lace of her bra. Wanting and waiting for permission to remove the article of clothing.
Inumaki's forehead touches hers, their breaths mingling, as he comes up for air.
"You were so mean earlier," she huffs, giving a rough stroke to his cock.
He leans forward whining into her mouth.
"...pranking me in front of the first years like that." She turns her head to the side, pulling her lips from his.
Toge mutters a soft "okaka" against her cheek, shaking his head.
"What do you mean, no?" She clicks her tongue at him and flicks her wrist.
He cries out, hands pawing at her chest again, wanting to feel the warmth of her skin. If he had known his punishment would be this tortuous, he wouldn't have set up that little water balloon trap for her.
At least, in the haze of desire he feels, he thinks he wouldn't have.
He doesn't know how long she’s been toying with him, bringing him to the cusp of ecstasy only to rip it from him at the last possible moment. Over and over again.
"If you want something, you'll have to tell me what it is."
The statement makes Toge's stomach churn because she knows. She knows he can't say it. He can't say anything.
She's the one being mean and it only makes him want her more.
His mouth touches everything it can, kissing, licking, sucking, nipping-- anything to prevent the forbidden words from slipping out; the pleas, the begging, the demands, the curse.
Despite the everyday dangers of being a curse user, Inumaki swears YN will be the death of him.
He lets out a strangled moan at her temple as her thumbnail grazes over his slit. An almost inaudible "please," manages to escape.
"Oh my, does my pretty boy want to cum?"
Toge drops his head and whimpers against the column of her throat. His cock twitching at her words.
"Don't hide," she tugs the hair at his nape. "I love to hear those pretty sounds of yours."
She brings his lips back to hers for a kiss and quickens the pace of her hand.
"But. I. Don't. Know. If. You. Deserve. It." She emphasizes each word with a steady stroke. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down.
He's sorry. He really is.
Just please, please let him cum, he wants to scream.
"Let me hear you, baby."
He bucks into her hand, ready to burst. He swears he really will die.
"Pl-please," he chances again, his voice raw and cracking with desperation.
She grins, pleased.
"Then cum," YN captures his mouth with hers once more.
And, as if she's the one with the cursed speech, Toge's world implodes.
His entire body shudders as he falls to her command. He's gasping for air, crying against her lips while she milks him of everything.
As she releases his cock, he leans his forehead back against hers, panting and basking in the sudden weightlessness he feels.
When she finally removes the thin barrier of lace, tossing it away, she tells him to lick her clean. He glances down at his cum spread across her chest and thinks that maybe his punishment wasn't all that bad.
Groaning against the softness of her chest, he can only imagine what her reaction will be next time. The thought makes his cock twitch against her, mind whirling with possible ideas, as his mouth finds her nipple.
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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