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Let's cut to the chase: you were desperate for a good fuck. It's not like you and Idia weren't fucking though, it was just a lot of sleepy morning sex that ended with you both rolling out of bed and in a partial-rush to get to whatever task or errand needed to be done that day. The sex was usually short and sweet, but it wasn’t enough.
A good, proper, mind-numbing fuck is what you were itching for, and both of your lives seemed to finally calm down. Needless to say, you were committed to taking action tonight. Even while sitting through the Friday lectures when all the students were desperate to run when the clock chimed for the end of class, you could feel your face flush, feeling your lower-half pulse in a similar anticipation.
Idia was also too preoccupied with filthy thoughts that as much as the nerd in him was desperate to catch up on in-game events that were nearing its end, he was distracted. Laying on the bed of his tidied-up room with a handheld console in hand, headphones on but with a lowered volume, his ears immediately perk up at the sound of you unlocking the door.
Idia's golden eyes seem to sparkle a bit, and his crooked smile full of genuine joy made your heart melt into your stomach and birth the loveliest butterflies that tickled your insides. He sits up and puts his game and headphones aside on his nightstand as you brush aside his bangs to the side and give him a soft little kiss on his forehead, making Idia's beautiful blue flames curl up a bit and falter with sweet surprise.
"I missed you, love," you whisper, smiling into another kiss on his temples as you cup his head in your palm.
"Y-you just saw me the other day," Idia bashfully mutters under his breath, trying to keep his composure. But his hand that tugs on your sleeve says otherwise, and tries to pull you down into bed next to him. You oblige and see that glossy film over his eyes that were yearning for you and can't help but smirk a bit. He’s such a nervous boy who trips over every word and flinches at the thought of anyone looking his way, and it’s not that he’s completely different when it’s the two of you alone in his room, but… He certainly becomes a bit spoiled, and wants to be fawned over.
"Mhm okay, so I guess I can't miss my pretty boy now hmm?"
You hum and place ticklish kisses along his jaw, to which Idia squirms a bit. As you begin to trail down his neck you drape one arm over his shoulders, then climb on top and straddle him. Your other hand combs its way through Idia's flickering hair and guides his head to tilt up just enough for his neck to be exposed just for you.
His cool skin melts under your hot lips, and Idia's grip on your shirt tightens as he struggles to say anything, already under your spell. No matter how many times he goes through these motions with you, Idia can't help the thoughts that dart in his brain at light speed, trying to make sense of all of the dopamine flooding his brain. Heart rate skyrocketing and drowning in phenylethylamine, all the nerves in his body seemed to heighten his sense of touch.
The same could be said for you, as you were already drinking up his soft little moans and whimpers that suggested excitement. Your underwear was already drenched probably from reaching your maximum capacity of lust for the gorgeous man. Pressing down against the bulge you felt under you, a moan gets caught in your throat as you try to control your hips from grinding to stir Idia. Both of your sexes were already pulsing feverishly.
“I-I’ve been… thinking about,” his voice withers away into a shy murmur, “a-about you all day.”
Sprinkling a couple of light hickies into his skin, you gently push him back down on the bed and make your way slowly down, peeling the cloth off of his abdomen to continue your torturously slow descent to the waistband of his sweats. Idia's not sure what exactly it is that you said, but it sounded like 'can I?' and you peered up at him with your hazy eyes as you snapped the band of his boxers against his bony hips.
Idia doesn't think to answer—he’s already whisked away by your kisses—but he panics realizing that you won't continue without an answer from him. You were so mean to him sometimes, but he doesn't hate that about you. His dick twitches as he nods a fervent 'yes' and you kiss his v-line before pulling down his boxers along with his sweatpants.
Your eyes flutter at the sight of his beading precum, and you lick his length from the bottom up slow enough so that he can feel the texture of your tongue on his dick. You can feel him shudder under your hand that gripped his thigh, and his breath quivers as Idia submerges his head deeper into the pillow.
After evenly wetting his dick with your tongue and hand, you plunge him into your throat without warning, releasing an uncontrollable groan from Idia. Your soft lips glistened with saliva as you bobbed your head up and down, while your free hand jerked the rest that you couldn’t take in your slutty mouth. Sucking strong and at a rhythmic pace, you look up to admire Idia biting his blue lips while one of his hands grips the pillow and the other begins to wander down to your head, wanting to throat-fuck you.
“Agh, shit… mnnngh—”
You catch the roaming hand and pin it down on the bed, causing Idia who was trying to look away gaze right at you. The sight of you sucking him off makes him harder, and you feel it in your wet mouth as the tip of his dick flinches against the back of your throat. Just that one look made him close to cumming, but you weren't going to let it all go to waste so soon.
Idia bucks his hips up, but you simply let go of his dick instead and grin. His abdominal muscles flex, unable to bear the lack of your touch on him. Figuring he ought to at least have a little something, you drag your nails down his thighs and lower yourself in between them again, placing your lips around his inner thigh before giving it a hard suck. Idia whines your name before his shoulders scrunches up to control the shuddering in his body.
"Fuck..." his low voice vibrates in his heaving chest as you straddle him once again to peel your top and bra off. Idia grabs your upper arm, and you know you could just melt into his large hands if it were possible. He pulls you down for a kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth as he hungrily beckons for your tongue. Idia's kisses are always a bit sloppy, always exposing how impatient and hungry he is for you. Catching your lower lip in his mouth he sucks on them, and you can't help but ache for his lips on your dripping cunt, his tongue quickly lapping at your clit.
Methodically stripping your bottoms off, Idia can see the sticky fluids that drenched your panties and his dick throbbed. Climbing back on top of Idia, he groans and watches as you line your wet entrance over his erection. Hand on his broad chest for you to keep yourself balanced, you open up your wet folds with two fingers.
Lowering yourself onto him, you feel his dick burrow in you, and Idia lets out a carnal grunt as your tight cunt swallows him. Your breaths are ragged and your brain is happily drowning in the ecstasy of his dick hitting deep inside you. Your body shakes and you squeeze Idia between your thighs as you try to stabilize yourself. Knees digging into the clean bedsheets, you slowly lift yourself up and down his dick and feel him scrape along your tight walls.
“Shit, I’m so fucking wet, ahhh—!”
Throwing your head back, your breath becomes more uneven as you quicken your pace. Idia growls into the back of his hand and watches you ride on top of him, unable to resist his eyes from following your hard nipples bouncing. With every drop down onto his dick, your moans get increasingly louder in a steady crescendo.
“You make… oh god… Idia, I’m so wet for you,” you mewl as your fingers crawl up his chest until you’re grabbing his shoulder. You burrow your head in the nook of his neck, and you press your nose right up against his flushed cheeks before moaning: “I-Idia, my pretty, pretty boy.”
The blue flames of his hair flicker violently. Idia has completely lost his composure. He wants to mess you up until your pretty lips drool and his name curls on your tongue like sour candies.
Idia grabs your hips and lifts you off of him before flipping you underneath him. His soft blue flames drape over his lanky frame like leaves of a willow tree, illuminating your naked body. He loves the way you get dyed in his color when you're under him, and it makes him feel a certain carnivorous way.
If he could, he'd want to keep you possessed in his blue hue forever so that he knows that you were all his. It took a long while for him to get used to initiating and being confident, but your loving purrs made his stiff bones relax as he gave into his urges to love you fully and completely. A strand of his hair tickles your collarbone and your gentle chuckle gives the heated moment a brief pause for his heart to skip a beat. In that small frame of time, there was unadulterated fondness that softened his gaze on you, and you couldn't help but blush under that look.
But the moment doesn't last for much longer as he thrusts his two slender fingers in your wet cunt while he twirls your hard nipples in his hot mouth. Every now and then, his teeth grazes your areola and you shiver.
"You're beautiful," Idia mutters between his kisses and sucks. "You're so fucking beautiful."
Tightening your grip on his hair, you push him down between your legs that quiver wanting more. You swear you could throw a childish fit if he doesn’t give you what you want.
“P-please,” you can’t help but beg. “G-give me–”
Idia won’t let you finish your sentence, and he’s added a third digit in your cunt which forced a loud moan out of you. Bucking your hips into his fingers to make them go deeper, Idia hungrily licks at your folds. He wasn’t going to eat you. He was going to savor every sweet juice that poured out of you. Rubbing your clit with his rough tongue, you feel like the nerves were brimming with bliss.
You’re writhing under him and Idia hooks your leg over his shoulder and pulls your wet slit closer to his lips with force one wouldn’t expect from him. The room seemed to spin and all you could do was be carried away by the waves of pleasure brought by Idia’s feverish tongue.
Soon your vibrating body tensed up as you released your juices onto Idia and his sheets, before surrendering back into a tremble. You try to catch your breath, but Idia spares no time to flip you onto your knees and position himself from behind you.
Plunging his erection into your sloppy wet folds, you cry into his pillow with a throaty groan. “Oh god! Mnngh… Fuck!” Your back arches and you lift your ass higher for Idia to drill the head of his dick deeper into you. You were like a cat, stretching your arms out to grab a fistful of his bedsheets at the head of the bed, and your stomach sank down along with your chest.
“Your moans are fucking amazing,” Idia exhales, admiring your asscheeks before slapping one of them, making you let out a whine which sent shivers down Idia’s spine. You buck your hips to get Idia to slip in and out of you again, and he watches as his erection gets devoured by your hungry cunt. He reaches around your waist and presses his hands up against the outside of your womb, making sure you feel how he fills you up.
As he finally found the angle that had you drunkenly screaming his name into the pillow, he repeatedly fucked the most sensitive part of you and you never wanted it end. The heat builds in knots at your core, and your muffled cries are like praises to Idia.
“I-I’m gonna cum, g-gonna cum! Idia, I’m gonna, ah!”
“I’m… close too, fuck…” Idia bites his lips and you collapse, clenching and unclenching around his swollen cock and in the next breath he hurriedly pulls out. His hands that wrapped around your hip tighten as he ejaculates thick splotches on your back, and you feel his hot cum dripping onto your spine. Idia shudders and slumps down as well, and observes the ripples of your orgasm shake your body.
Panting, he reaches over you to grab a handful of tissues to clean up his mess and helps to dry your sensitive pussy, which jolts at his touch. He gives you two light pats on your back when he’s done and you immediately roll onto your back and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in for a kiss.
“Holy shit,” you drunkenly giggle. “I love you.”
Idia’s heart leaps as he pulls the covers over your naked bodies and nuzzles his head onto your chest. Your little heart was still pounding against your ribcage with all its might, and he embraced you with his long lanky arms before placing a kiss on your cheek.
“I love you. So, so much,” he murmurs and rubs his nose on your head. Slumber takes you both without warning, and darkness embraced you sweetly and lovingly.