Akashi masterfully withholds from moving until her nails scrap his skin. Moving swiftly, he rolls her to her back, taking top position, hips grinding against hers. “You’ve been so nice,” he says, mouth covering hers, hands clasping hers to move them above her head. The click of handcuffs and cold metal against her skin makes her eyes fly open. His smile is positively devilish as he whispers, “It’s time for me to be naughty.”
“Sei…” she breathed, laying on top of him, straddling him as her lips peppered his neck with needy kisses. “I’ve been a good girl, haven’t I?” Her fingers slid under his shirt and slid up to feel his warm and smooth skin. Her eyes met his, gaze heavy with need and lust. “So can I have my special present now..?” She finally kisses him, lips and tongue against his with desperation and impatience, hips rolling into his. “Please, Seijuro?”
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