#ive never written bottom!keigo before so im sorry if this is trash!!! 😭

[takamikeiigos]

Fucking Keigo So Good that his personality suddenly does a complete 180, and rather than being the cocky(ehe) little shit™.

He's now a sobbing, blabbering mess underneath you, Head Down, Ass Up~

He should've known not to piss you off, but after the first three times he denied your release, you gave tf up and took over.

Oh, how the turn tables😳

anon i-

i will bust a whole ass nut just thinking about this..

pretty bird, thinking he can push you toward the finish line over and over and over again without letting you cum

he isn't expecting your annoyed, harsh tug to his wings that has him nearly collapsing on top of you, his face buried in your shoulder as he whines; a broken, needy sound as he gasps for air

such a pretty sound coming from him. you swear you could get off just from the noises he makes.

you squeeze again, gentle this time, and keigo keens against you, pliant under your touch. you take the advantage and flip your positions, and he's lying on his back, flushed and daze underneath you with his wings spread wide

submissive..

"pretty boy.. trying so hard to act tough," you sigh, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to his forehead. he groans beneath you, with your hand still tucked firmly in one of his wings, lips parted and cheeks flushed in such a wanton expression.

"but don't worry, love-bird," you brush golden strands of hair from his forehead, caressing his cheek in your hand. "i'm going to take such good care of you."

climbing off of him, you reach over to the nightstand beside your bed, where you obtain a bottle of lubricant from the drawer. when you turn back to him, he's finally gathering his wits, sitting up and staring at you with innocently wide eyes - pretty pink blush spreading down his chest and his wings disheveled

"fuck me," he breathes, and you just smile at him

"oh, sweetheart.. that's the plan."

you see the breath leave his lungs, a full body shiver as his wings rustle behind him, and without being told any further, he rolls over onto his front. he moves slow as he shifts his hips up - as if putting on a show - shoulder and back muscles flexing as he presses his chest to the mattress with his ass in the air. his cock is thick and full between his legs, the tip of it dragging over the bed sheet and staining it with precum

you climb behind him, satisfied with his obedience, and lean forward to press a gentle kiss to the small of his back. his hips twitch in anticipation.

"so good for me," you murmur against his skin, uncapping the bottle of lube. you squeeze some into your hand, rubbing it between your fingers before reaching under him.

the first initial touch of your fingers against his cock is feather light, and he moans sweetly into the pillows, hips stuttering as he tries to stop himself from thrusting against you. his cock twitches between his legs as you trace your fingers up his shaft, stopping at the tip to message gentle circles into the slit.

"f-fuck, baby, please," keigo begs, grasping at the sheets beneath himself while you tease the swollen head of his cock. "'s killin' me, need you to - f-fuuuck,"

you manage to slip a lubed finger into him while he pleads, gliding it in excruciatingly slow, and he sinks his chest further into the sheets as he arches against your touch, choking on a moan

it doesn't take long to turn him into a gooey, pleading mess, his moans and needy sobs echoing off your bedroom walls while you're three fingers deep in him and stroking his cock. he's thrusting back onto your fingers and forward into your hand, a drooling mess as he begs you to let him cum. it's such a beautiful sight, watching him fall apart in your hands, desperate and needy.

"please, please, please," he cries, gasping for breath. his cock is twitching in your hand as you stroke it languidly, fingers brushing the time every few passes to spread his precum

"it's okay, i won't deny you, songbird," you whisper as you lean into him. you press gentle kisses between his shoulder blades, and when you nip at the joint of his wings, he whimpers into the pillows. "not with those beautiful noises you keep making for me."

you run your tongue along the joint of one of his wings and he cums; hard, spasming against you as you continue to thrust your fingers into him and stroke him through it

he's an absolute mess, with tear-stained cheeks and whole body flushed, and you couldn't be happier with what you've created