Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Sugawara Koushi had always been attentive. He had a way of reading you—of knowing exactly what you needed before you even asked. But tonight, you were the one who made the first move.
It started as a simple suggestion, whispered against his lips as you straddled his lap, your fingers curling into his soft, silver-streaked hair. "I want to try something different tonight, Koushi."
He tilted his head, amusement flickering in his brown eyes. "Different how?"
When you told him, his smile widened—slow, intrigued, dangerous.
"Yeah?" His voice dropped, hands squeezing at your waist. "Alright, sweetheart. Let’s try it."
And that was how you ended up here, tangled together, your legs draped over his shoulders, his mouth hot and greedy against you while you did your best to keep up.
It should have been a fair exchange, an even give-and-take. But Koushi wasn’t playing fair.
The second his tongue flicked against you, a slow, precise glide that sent sparks up your spine, you realized you were already at a disadvantage. His grip on your thighs tightened, his fingers pressing into your skin as he held you still, fully at his mercy.
You tried to focus, to keep up, your hands gripping him, stroking in time with the slow rock of your hips. You wanted to take him apart the way he was ruining you. But then—
He moaned.
The deep, reverberating sound vibrated against your core, and your body jolted, betraying you.
Koushi chuckled against your skin, smug and knowing. "Oh? That got to you?"
You whimpered, trying to suppress the way your thighs trembled around his head. But he felt it. Of course he did.
"You’re so sensitive tonight, sweetheart." His voice was teasing, but there was something else beneath it—something hungry. "I wonder how long you’ll last?"
Your breath hitched as his tongue worked you over with slow, devastating precision. Each flick, each swirl, each deliberate pressure against your clit sent you spiraling higher, faster than you wanted to admit. He was taking his time with you, making sure you felt every second of it.
You tried to fight back, to make him feel just as wrecked. You wrapped your lips around him, sinking down slow, letting your tongue drag along his length in a way you knew drove him insane.
It worked—his breath hitched, his hips twitching against your mouth. A sharp, shaky inhale.
But then, as if reminded of the game you were playing, he groaned into you, deep and unrestrained.
The sound wrecked you. Your grip on him stuttered, your rhythm faltering, a high-pitched whimper slipping from your lips. And just like that—
He knew he had you.
His hands squeezed at your thighs, pulling you impossibly closer, his tongue delving deeper, flicking faster, sucking just hard enough to send you spiraling.
You couldn’t focus anymore. Couldn’t even think.
"K-Koushi—" Your voice broke, your body arching against him as he worked you to the edge with ruthless patience.
"That’s it, sweetheart," he murmured against you. His voice was warm, coaxing, wrecking you. "Let go. I’ve got you."
And you did.
Pleasure crashed over you like a tidal wave, your whole body shaking, tensing, completely unraveling. A sharp cry spilled from your lips, your fingers digging into his thighs as your climax washed over you, leaving you trembling in his grasp.
But Koushi—Koushi wasn’t done.
As you gasped for breath, he didn’t let go. Instead, his hands guided you, adjusting you so you could move freely while still hovering over his face.
"There you go," he murmured, voice thick with satisfaction. "Ride it, sweetheart. Don’t be shy."
Your breath hitched as his tongue pressed against you again, your body twitching from overstimulation.
"I—I can’t—"
"You can," he reassured, hands firm on your thighs, keeping you steady as you ground down against him, chasing the pleasure all over again.
The change in position made it even worse— or better, depending on how you looked at it. You had more control now, more leverage, but the more you rocked against his mouth, the deeper the sensations coiled inside you.
Desperate for something to ground yourself, you let your hands trail down his stomach, wrapping your fingers around him from this angle, stroking in slow, teasing motions as you took him deeper into your mouth.
Koushi groaned into you, his grip on your thighs tightening, fingers digging into your skin as his body tensed beneath you.
His breath turned ragged as your hand moved faster, your grip tightening. He was close.
"Koushi—"
Your voice cracked as you came again, pleasure ripping through you, your whole body trembling in his grasp. The feeling of you tensing, shaking, completely wrecked above him— it pushed him over the edge.
A deep, shuddering groan left his lips as his body tensed beneath you, spilling into your hand as he finally let go, undone by the way you lost yourself above him.
You felt the tremor in his thighs, the way his fingers dug in just a little harder as his breath stuttered, his whole body shaking through the aftershocks.
For a long moment, neither of you moved.
Just ragged breaths, aftershocks still rippling through you both, your limbs tangled, your bodies completely spent.
Then—a soft chuckle.
Koushi pressed a slow, lingering kiss to your thigh before murmuring against your skin, "Think that might be my new favorite."
You let out a breathless laugh, still too wrecked to even open your eyes.
Just as you started to relax, his fingers brushed along your skin, soft, teasing, lingering.
"You alright, sweetheart?" His voice was sweet, too sweet.
You nodded weakly, still coming down, not yet realizing the danger.
Then, his lips curved against your thigh, and he murmured—
"Good. Let’s go for three."
Oh. You were in trouble.