I'm gonna try and force myself to write more fluff and/or smut here! Soo ooo, imma start by posting something i wrote for @bk way back in uhhh, 2018 about her OCs Kana and Toshio.
This is mostly for comparisons sake. if/when i write more, i can use this to see if i've improved or not.
I am always open to criticisms or suggestions, and thank y'all for your time!
This is mostly for comparisons sake. if/when i write more, i can use this to see if i've improved or not.
Kana loved Toshio's stupid mouth. he was such a smartass sometimes, and that irritatingly polite way he said everything made her feel so stupid sometimes. but god when he used it on her...
she remembers they were in the changing room once. she couldn't even remember what had led up to it, if they had been flirting beforehand or if one of them was intentionally being being especially irritating. All she remembers was him marching after her into the employee's changing room and "kabedon'd her ass". he came in right after her, but got in front of her and slammed his hands on the door behind her. she knows she had a big ol' grin on her face the entire time too.
he pressed up against her, a fast and fleeting kiss that got quicker and more needy, like a man who was trying to keep himself from indulging but couldn't resist. her arms went around his neck and she pulled him closer to her, her lips moving from his to his chin, his jaw, his ear.
"touch me."
he shuddered and one hand gripped her arm a little harder. but he obliged. his fingers twiddled at the lace around her neckline, his gloved hand tracing circles against her neck. his other hand moved to her waist, slowly going up. he glanced at her.
"touch me."
his hand cupped her breast, thumb continuing to make small circles and began to feel her up. kana let out a whine of approval. the hand holding the back of her neck angled her head a little to the side as he kissed her neck, his teeth grazing against her skin. one of his legs was between her thighs, his hand rubbing her nipple. his kisses traced down her neck and to the exposed breast. now his hands had moved, one hand holding her by the waist and the other now between her legs. Kana's fingers were in his braid and she sighed as he worked.
Kana's eyes burst open in a moment of clarity. she scrambled to get one hand free from his -smooth, cool, nice vanilla chocolate colored - hair and fumbled behind her until she felt the door handle and managed to lock it. she couldn't stop a groan from escaping her. she couldn't help it, his fingers knew just where to rub her and the friction was starting to get to her. he glanced up at her and grinned.
"don't-"
he moved his hands off of her but before she could complain they were back on her hips and his head was between her legs, kissing and teasing her thighs. she held onto the doorknob for support as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and they began sliding lower onto the floor.
"keep still," she hears him say. he doesn't know how difficult that is and she bites down on her knuckle to keep herself from making more noise and alerting their employees.
he pulls her panties down just enough and works his mouth against slick and swollen skin. she trembles and tries not to crush him between her, but can't help but buck against him and writhes, all the while trying to muffle calling out his name.
they're both panting and flushed when they're finished. her neck is sore, and without her saying a word those fingers are already massaging the kinks out for her. she nestles up into his arms and lets out a purr, content.
she remembers they were in the changing room once. she couldn't even remember what had led up to it, if they had been flirting beforehand or if one of them was intentionally being being especially irritating. All she remembers was him marching after her into the employee's changing room and "kabedon'd her ass". he came in right after her, but got in front of her and slammed his hands on the door behind her. she knows she had a big ol' grin on her face the entire time too.
he pressed up against her, a fast and fleeting kiss that got quicker and more needy, like a man who was trying to keep himself from indulging but couldn't resist. her arms went around his neck and she pulled him closer to her, her lips moving from his to his chin, his jaw, his ear.
"touch me."
he shuddered and one hand gripped her arm a little harder. but he obliged. his fingers twiddled at the lace around her neckline, his gloved hand tracing circles against her neck. his other hand moved to her waist, slowly going up. he glanced at her.
"touch me."
his hand cupped her breast, thumb continuing to make small circles and began to feel her up. kana let out a whine of approval. the hand holding the back of her neck angled her head a little to the side as he kissed her neck, his teeth grazing against her skin. one of his legs was between her thighs, his hand rubbing her nipple. his kisses traced down her neck and to the exposed breast. now his hands had moved, one hand holding her by the waist and the other now between her legs. Kana's fingers were in his braid and she sighed as he worked.
Kana's eyes burst open in a moment of clarity. she scrambled to get one hand free from his -smooth, cool, nice vanilla chocolate colored - hair and fumbled behind her until she felt the door handle and managed to lock it. she couldn't stop a groan from escaping her. she couldn't help it, his fingers knew just where to rub her and the friction was starting to get to her. he glanced up at her and grinned.
"don't-"
he moved his hands off of her but before she could complain they were back on her hips and his head was between her legs, kissing and teasing her thighs. she held onto the doorknob for support as he lifted her legs onto his shoulders and they began sliding lower onto the floor.
"keep still," she hears him say. he doesn't know how difficult that is and she bites down on her knuckle to keep herself from making more noise and alerting their employees.
he pulls her panties down just enough and works his mouth against slick and swollen skin. she trembles and tries not to crush him between her, but can't help but buck against him and writhes, all the while trying to muffle calling out his name.
they're both panting and flushed when they're finished. her neck is sore, and without her saying a word those fingers are already massaging the kinks out for her. she nestles up into his arms and lets out a purr, content.
I am always open to criticisms or suggestions, and thank y'all for your time!