#this outfit gives me an obscene amount of gender euphoria

[dearmissunderhill]

Not to brag but I looked so cute today

[mythiica]

Reader x Edgar Bright - Sensual

Title: Sensual

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku

Character: Edgar Bright

Genre: sin

Warnings: sex

Kinks: foreplay, oral, orgasm denial, begging, wall sex, dirty talk

Intended Gender Audience: Female audience

Word Count: 1637 words

Other comments: tried to make it really elaborate with the word choices as to appeal to the title ;) hope you enjoy!

Edgar has been teasing you all day – from innocent acts like stealing kisses in the hallways to more suggestive things like slipping his hand down the front of your dress, he had been doing his best to tease you. To him, it is all a game. He knows you cannot act out in the presence of others, and it gives him all the more rush to excite you.

          It particularly annoys you when he plays it off so casually in front of other Red Army members. If you try to scold him for it, Edgar would give you his best smile and pat your head. Similarly, the other officers would not find any fault in his actions. In fact, Kyle even laughed when Edgar nearly slapped your backside.

         Determined to get back at him, in your shared room you select your laciest undergarments and drape Edgar’s jacket over your shoulders. Surely, this will be enough to seek your revenge on him. You wait for a few minutes before hearing his footsteps approaching the door.

         His eyes land on you immediately, and the air in the room changes. The roles have been reversed; the teaser is now being teased, and it’s sure to say that he does not like it. Exhaling slowly, Edgar saunters to the bed, taking a seat on the edge before beckoning you closer with a finger.

         He sits back, bracing himself with his arms, as he admires your outfit more closely. “My my, where did you find this~?” You’re standing in front of him and Edgar places his hands on your waist, his fingers hooking in the elastic of the fabric. “You are so beautiful, but you’re wearing far too many layers, my dear…” Edgar pushes back his jacket off of your shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

         Cold air rushes around you, sending goosebumps down your skin. Edgar is quick to lock an arm around you, pulling you even closer to him. He straightens his posture and begins to kiss your bare stomach. His hot breath sends electricity to your fingers, and you melt in his grip.

         You thought that you had taken control of the situation by claiming his attention with the lingerie, but instead, Edgar reclaims his dominance over you. He returns to teasing you like he has all day – his sloppy kisses trail down your skin as you rake your fingers through his hair.

         When Edgar pulls your leg up onto the bed, you try to climb on top of him, but he tightens his grip on your waist to keep you grounded.

         “Now, now, little lamb,” Edgar whispers, looking up at you, “the fun has only just begun-” He holds your leg with one hand and lowers his head to press sensual kisses to the inside of your thigh. Edgar takes his time, ensuring he does not leave a single spot untouched. The sensation of his gloves against your skin drives you insane – you wish to feel his skin against you, and not the rough texture of the leather.

         “Edgar,” you mewl softly, “I’ve been waiting all day. Must you continue to torture me?”

         He licks his lips and his eyes are full of promise. “My dear, have faith! I will give you what you desire…” As the words drip off of the tip of his tongue, he grips the lace of your underwear with his teeth and drags them down slowly, exposing your nethers. “I can tell you’re excited, but I will only take you if you beg for me,” he drawls with a dangerous connotation in his voice.

         With your leg held securely buy his hand, he allows himself to taste your essence, his tongue lapping at your folds. Upon hearing your moans, Edgar smirks happily, and takes this as an invitation to continue. You whine at the slow pace he’s moving at – his tongue rolls over your most sensitive of places and he nips you ever so slightly should you stop making sounds. The lewd whimpers make Edgar’s ears burn with pleasure, and he wants to throw you onto the bed, but he restrains himself.

         It doesn’t take long for you to reach the height of your pleasure – your body tremors with bliss, but he continues to baptize you in oceans of endless euphoria. Perhaps throughout the day, you had built up on obscene amount of sexual tension, and he is now taking his time to worship every inch of your beautiful body.

         Edgar sits back, a string of saliva still connecting his lips to your heat, so he licks his lips playfully. “Don’t you taste wonderful~?”

         Embarrassed by his words, you cover your face and shake your head. “Edgar…”

         “Yes, my dear?”

         When you don’t reply, he chuckles softly. “Keep your eyes closed, will you?”

         Your immediate reaction is to open your eyes and look at him, but he clicks his tongue. “Now, don’t be a bad girl. You’ve done so well all day. It would be a shame if I had to punish you for making such a small mistake, now would it?”

         Exhaling shakily, you nod and swallow hard. It is becoming more and more difficult to hold yourself back, especially with how skillful he used his words and senses. Despite not being able to see, you hear him stand up form the bed as it creaks softly. Next, you feel a swift breeze against your shoulder blades, and suddenly, your sheer chemise is gone, likely on the floor atop his jacket.

         His lips attach to your breast, and he works them gently, giving them all the attention he gave to your thighs and clit. Arching your back into him, you whine and open your eyes slightly. You see that Edgar has not only removed your last piece of clothing, but has also successfully removed his own uniform and tossed it into the far corner of the room.

         “Edgar please-”

         “Is my little lamb begging for me~?” He straightens his back and stands up to his full height.

         You nod and wait for him to finally snap into action.

         He does – his hands snake around your waist and he pulls you close before guiding you to the nearest wall. Edgar pins you against the wall, his hips flat on yours. Edgar cages you with his arms – one on either side of your head, keeping you from moving away. Not that you would even think about it, as you are completely entranced by his sultry voice.

         “Little lamb, how good you’ve been for me all day,” he coos, his lips grazing across your jaw, “You’ve waited so patiently for me like the good girl you are~”

         “E-Edgar…”

         “And the way you sound so sweet, so ripe… it makes my heart flutter!”

         His teeth sink into the soft skin on your neck, making you yelp out in surprise.

         “Do you want me?” he inquires gently. “I won’t give you what you desire unless you tell me.”

         You struggle to find words, but you manage to reply meagerly, “Please, Edgar… I want you!”

         He smiles devilishly and rubs his cock against you. Even now, he continues to tease you.

         Having enough of it, you throw your arms over his shoulders and demand, “Edgar, fuck me!”

         Edgar is taken aback by your sudden outburst, but he nips your collarbone once he’s back to reality. “As you wish… after all, you have been a good girl~” His cock enters you in a single, swift motion. You bury your face into the crook of his neck, kissing his skin as he stretches your walls.

         He grunts as his member rubs against you, bestowing even more ecstasy upon you than before. Your body is charged with his love – the kisses he had been peckering across your entire body ignite and you are thrown into an unimaginable realm of pure elation.

         “You’ve grown quiet,” he complains as sweat runs down his forehead. “Be a good girl and tell me how I feel inside of you~? Don’t you like it?”

         The tip of his cock hits a particularly sensitive spot, causing you to throw your head backwards against the wall. Dirty talk falls from your lips like water over an edge:

         “Y-Yes! Edgar… ahh… you’re stretching me!”

Edgar lifts his head from your collarbone before he flicks his tongue over the hickey he’s left. “Yes… wonderful…”

         You tremble as your legs start to give out. “You’re going to make me cum, Edgar!”

         He stops abruptly and smirks at you. His cock is completely inside of you, but he does not move. Instead, he kisses you deeply, his tongue slipping into your mouth. Upon pulling back, he presses his forehead against yours. “Then cum.”

         As per his orders, you do.

         You unravel before him, melting as he restarts the steady rhythm of pumping in and out of you. As you ride your high, Edgar moans in your ear before falling over his edge as well. His forearms press against the wall as he pants heavily, trying to catch his breath. Locking your arms around his neck, you soothe him, rubbing soft circles across his back in thanks for worshiping you.

         Edgar looks at you and you run your hands through his hair, pushing it back to allow you to kiss his forehead. He laces his fingers with yours and pulls you to the bed, wrapping you in the covers.

         As you settle your head onto the pillow, Edgar wraps his arms around you protectively. “Indeed, you are a good girl~”

         Any confidence you might have had earlier has left your body, so you squirm and blush.

         “Hey now, don’t hide from me!” He pulls your leg onto his hip, pulling you close as to nuzzle you better. “Good girls always get their rewards, no?”