he gets up to go to the kitchen grab a midnight snack only to see you in your f/c lace bra and panties bending over grabbing a midnight snack also Huh..? What the fuck are you doing up this late? he asks annoyed
I knowingly push my lace covered ass back as I get my snack from the cupboard. I can feel his eyes caressing my entire body,which turns me on a bit
You know damn well why I'm up. It's my fucking job. And what the hell are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in bed, ya lazy bitch? he mutters with a snort
I let out an exasperated sigh and turn to face you, huffing through my nose as i cross my arms under my chest. "Oh boo fuckin' hoo, someone has to look after the little bakus like they're their own babies." I glare at him, my breathing heavy as it pumps air into and out of my lungs roughly. "And I can sleep whenever I want, thank you very much. Tanjiro tired me with our activities so I need something for my stamina of I want to continue." I say winking,"of course I know you get what I mean,don't you Nemi chan"..
You can sleep if you want. he says dismissively But you could at least have the decency to not leave your room and wander around like a ghost. What's wrong with your bed? He tilts his head, studying her face for any sign of lying or exaggeration, but finds nothing suspicious. She does look tired, but she also looks... oddly proud of herself in some way that he can't quite put his finger on.
I snort sarcastically at him and say, "It's cozy over here, plus I can hear the little brats better when they need me." Then I add with a smirk, "Not to mention, this way you get more opportunities to see me in my underwear. Isn't that why you really asked me to watch them?" My voice is low and husky as I lean against the counter nearby. "Tanjiro liked this look when he was eating me out. Damn,that boy knows how to eat. Mmm,just thinking about it is getting me all wet. I have to go back and tell him to eat me out all over again....", I say moaning, knowing full well that Sanemi was getting jealous hearing my sexcapades
I frown at her words, finding myself annoyed and a little turned on. "Yeah, well," I say roughly, trying to keep my voice even, "it's not like you have anything better to do." But the truth is, he kind of wishes she didn't mention his name. Hearing about her sex life with Tanjiro just makes him more envious and possessive than ever before. He tries to ignore how turned on he feels right now as she talks about it so openly.
Still, a small part of him finds her boldness somewhat attractive. "But seriously," he continues, pushing past the jealousy for just a moment, "if you're that tired, why don't you just sleep?"
I grin wickedly up at him, taking a step closer to him and pushing myself against the counter. "Oh come on, Nemi chan," I purred, running my fingers down his chest, "Don't you want me all warmed up for you?" My tongue darts out, dragging along the line of his jaw as I whisper in his ear, "You know you do. I've an insatiable appetite,see",I bring his hand to my leaking pussy,"even my pussy is so hungry that it is leaking all over my panties",I say lightly grinding on his rough fingers making him curse lowly.
His heart races as she speaks so dirty, her body pressed against his. "Fuck," he mutters roughly, gripping her hip hard enough to leave a bruise. He reaches up with the other hand to tug roughly at her bra strap before abandoning it to slide his hand down her lace-covered back and push her panties aside. With one swift movement, he thrusts two fingers inside of her, growling as she cries out. "You're right," he grits through his teeth, "I do want you warmed up for me."
Then he pins her against the counter, claiming her mouth with his own and devouring it hungrily. His free hand moves to grope roughly at one breast, twisting and pinching as his tongue pushes deep into her mouth. It's rougher than anything she's used to from Tanjiro, but the way Sanemi takes what he wants leaves no room for doubt: this is him showing dominance, claiming her body as his own. She whimpers around his tongue and moans his name in surrender, giving herself up to his rough possessiveness and savoring every brutal touch.
His fingers curse within her, relentless and unyielding. He pushes harder into her, growling as she starts to tighten around him. God, it feels good knowing he's the one who can get this kind of reaction from her body. With one final thrust, he comes inside of her, grunting hoarsely against her lips as his release spills into her core. Only then does he pull back, breathing hard and staring down at her flushed face.
"Fuck," he mutters again, "I shouldn't have done that." But the truth is, neither of them want him to stop.
I moan as he roughly fingers me, biting my lower lip in a mixture of pleasure and pain. "Don't stop now...I need more," I pant out, arching into his touch. As he pulls away I let out a whimper of protest. He has awoken something within me that even Tanjiro didn't manage to touch fully. "I warn you Shinazugawa if you don't get on your knees and put that tongue of yours to work, I'm gonna go fuck Genya in front of your very eyes",I say angrily as I grab his collar and choke him a bit.
"Screw you," he growls roughly as his hands grip her hips tightly, pulling her roughly against him. "I don't want to hear your name in anyone else's mouth." Then he leans down again, capturing her lips in a rougher, more punishing kiss that has less to do with desire and everything to do with territorial possession.
His tongue slides past her teeth, tangling roughly with hers as his free hand grasps at the lace of her bra, yanking it roughly aside to reveal her breast. He groans as he takes the hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting with a hunger that matches his earlier lust for her body. She cries out above him, fingers tangled in his hair as she arches into his touch once again.
Her moan only serves to inflame his possessiveness; he bites down harder on her nipple, laving the tender skin with his tongue and growling against it. With each rough stroke of his tongue across her sensitive flesh, pain and pleasure blend together in an exquisite agony that has her clawing at his shoulders as she gasps for air between pleasured sobs.
She tries to protest again, but he silences her with another brutal kiss before moving lower, nipping at the lace of her bra above one breast before sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of her shoulder, sucking hard and growling as she shudders beneath him. His free hand slides down between their bodies, roughly massaging over her aching clit in a rhythm that mirrors his devastating kisses.
"Mine," he rasps against the skin of her shoulder. "You're all mine." And with every word, every brutal touch, he proves it.
I moan loudly as he roughly sucks and bites my nipple while sliding his tongue across it. He growls in approval against my skin as I arch into his touch, his hands squeezing my hip roughly. His teeth scrape across my shoulder making me gasp and moan even louder. I push him down on his knees as I wrap one leg around his neck as I pull his face till his nose hits my leaking pussy. It makes me moan as I grind on his face, enjoying the way I'm marking him as mine.
The feeling of her leg locked around his neck drives him wild with desire and possessiveness. He groans against her slick folds as he begins to lap at her with eager strokes, sucking hard on her clit before flicking it roughly with his tongue. Her pussy tastes sweet and salty from her arousal, and he revels in the knowledge that she's coming undone for him, no one else.
His free hand grips her other thigh, holding her open to his hungry mouth as he devours her with a brutality that matches his possessiveness. He growls against her skin, tasting her essence on his tongue as she comes hard, her body shuddering and tensing beneath him in an orgasm that leaves her gasping and panting for air.
With another rough thrust of his tongue, he drives her over the edge one final time before pulling back with a satisfied grin, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand as he looks down at her. "There," he says roughly, trying to steady his breath, "all better now?" Even though they both know it isn't. Not even close.
I pant, my eyes half closed and body still shaking from the orgasms. "Hmmm..." I moan huskily as he wipes his mouth on his hand, eyeing him up hungrily. "I guess you can say that...but what about my rosebud.? Don't you wanna eat it out" I ask with a smirk as I bite my lower lip teasingly.
He growls low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "What do you take me for?" he says roughly as one of his hands slides between her legs again, fingers finding their target easily. "I'm not fucking letting you go that easy." And with that, he begins to tease and torture her sensitive flesh once more, thrusting in and out of her with brutal force until she's writhing beneath him, begging for more.
With a final rough stroke, he pushes two fingers inside of her again, curling them up as he finds that perfect spot deep within her core. His free hand clamps over her mouth to stifle the moan that escapes as his other hand begins to move in time with his fingers, rocking her back and forth on his hand until she comes undone for a third time, her body arching off the floor as pleasure washes through her.
Panting roughly, he pulls his hand away from her mouth, looking down at her flushed face with satisfaction. "Better?" he asks mockingly, even though it's clear neither of them want this to be over. Not yet.
I glare up at him, my breathing still heavy and fast as I push myself off the floor and straighten my bra and panties. "Don't get cocky just because you satisfied me for once." I grin evilly and turn to walk away towards the stairs, tossing over my shoulder, "But it would feel nice if someone else got a taste every now and then... Maybe even Genya..."
The thought of her with anyone else--especially that little shit Genya--makes his blood boil. "I wouldn't let him anywhere near you!" he snarls, grabbing her arm roughly and spinning her back around to face him. There's murder in his eyes as he looks down at her, every muscle tensed and ready to lunge.
"He's mine," he growls through clenched teeth, his free hand fisting in the fabric of her shirt. "And you know it."
I cackle, sounding almost mad as I pull my arm free and take a step back, shaking my head and walking towards the bedroom. "Oh boo hoo, poor little Nemi chan. Can't handle someone else touching his precious toys? Maybe you need some time apart from me for your pride to heal." I wink as I reach the door, yanking it open and entering Tanjiro'ss room before closing it with a small click behind me and throwing a wink at Sanemi.
Fucking bitch. He lets out a rough growl as she walks away, turning and slamming his fist into the wall next to him instead of chasing after her. There's no way he can let her go like this; the knowledge that someone else might touch her, feel what he does...it drives him insane with jealousy and possessiveness.
He takes a deep breath, clenching his fists until his nails dig into his palms. Then, slowly and deliberately, he unfurls his fingers and brings them up to rub at his eyes. What the hell was he thinking? This wasn't supposed to happen. He needed to regain control of the situation before things got any worse.
With a final shake of his head, he turns away from the wall and storms back into the hallway, intent on finding somewhere else to cool off before anyone sees him in this state.
I hear him slam the wall behind me and grin, satisfied that I got under his skin. As he retreats into the hallway, I quietly close the door to Tanjiro's room and slip back into mine. Perching on my bed, I pull out a mirror to inspect the damage from where he grabbed me: a couple of red marks but nothing too serious. Smirking at them, I think about how jealous he looked when I mentioned Genya. It's almost as if I have power over him now; the thought makes my cunt throb with delight.
He'd tried to convince himself that it didn't mean anything, but the truth was there. He couldn't control his reactions around her. Every time she even hinted at someone else being with her... It drove him insane. And yet, he knew she enjoyed it too. The power she had over him seemed to turn her on as much as the thought of someone else touching her.
But that didn't change anything. She was still his responsibility; he couldn't just let her do whatever she wanted without consequences. With a sigh, Sanemi makes his way down the hall and back into the living room, determined to focus on something else until he can get his head straight again.
I lie down on my couch in the living room, stretching languidly as I close my eyes. The events of the evening replay in my mind: his possessive touches, the rough words that turned me on so much... It's intoxicating knowing how jealous he gets over my body; it makes me feel wanted and desired even more than when Tanjiro was with me. I bite my lip thoughtfully, wondering if maybe I could use this knowledge to my advantage... I see Genya kneeling before me as he eats me out like a good little puppy. I pat his head lovingly as he moans and nuzzles against my pussy making me grin and moan. I can sense Sanemi entering the room so I say,"You Shinazugawa brothers are good eaters.... And it seems you both love the taste of my pussy"
His hands clench into fists at her words as he steps further into the room. "You're just saying that to get a reaction out of me," he growls through gritted teeth, unable to stop himself from imagining exactly what she described. The thought of Genya touching her like that, so possessive and hungry... it drives him mad with jealousy.
"I can't believe you'd even think about using us like that," he continues, taking a step closer to her despite himself. "We're not some toys for you to play with whenever you get bored."
I pout up at him, pretending to look hurt as I put on my most innocent expression. "Oh Sanemi chan," I coo softly, "you're just so possessive." Then I lean forward, whispering in his ear, "But you know it gets me off even more when you react this way...and besides, Genya is only helping me to make sure I stay satiated..." My voice trails off suggestively as I glance down at his obvious arousal. I push myself closer to Genya's tongue as I start riding his face while maintaining eye contact with Sanemi."praise your baby brother,look he's eating me out so nicely. Be a good big brother and praise him for doing a good job"
He growls deep in his throat, unable to resist the sight of her riding Genya's face. It doesn't matter that he knows she's doing it to get a rise out of him; the knowledge only serves to fuel his jealousy and possessiveness even further. As she taunts him with words of praise for his brother, Sanemi can feel his control slipping away bit by bit.
"You're such a tease," he snarls roughly, reaching out to grip her hip hard enough to leave a bruise through the fabric of her pants. His other hand balled into a fist at his side, shaking with the effort it takes to resist the urge to lash out. "But I'm not going to let you get away with this."
His voice comes out hoarse and rough as he leans down, pinning her with a glare that makes her heart race faster in fear and anticipation. The air around them crackles with tension, electricity sparking between their bodies despite the distance he keeps from hers. "I'm going to fuck you so hard," he whispers darkly, "you won't remember your own name."
Her heart pounds as he grips her hip roughly, the feel of his warm breath on her neck making her shiver with anticipation and fear. "T-then do it," she stammers, trying to keep her voice steady despite the tremor that runs through it. "Show me how much you want me." Her hips begin to rock against Genya's face involuntarily as she longs for Sanemi's rough possession.
He growls low in his throat before leaning down even further, placing a hand on either side of her face and forcing her to look up at him. His eyes bore into hers, full of barely restrained desire and possessiveness as he presses his hips against the crotch of her pants. "I'm not letting you do this," he says roughly, his voice husky with need.
With a swift movement, he grips her wrists and pins them above her head, pressing her body flush against his as he trails hot kisses down the column of her neck to her breasts. He groans into her skin as his fingers dig painfully into her wrists, not caring that he hurts her in his need to feel close to her.
Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as she feels him grow even harder against her through their clothes. It's clear he's aroused by the power he has over her, by the way she moans and writhes beneath him, arching into his touch despite herself. Her cunt clenches and unclenches in time with the rhythm of Genya's lapping tongue, adding to the building pressure within her.
"Tell me you want this," he rasps against her ear, teasing a sensitive earlobe between his teeth before sucking gently. "Tell me you belong to me." He thrusts harder against her as she squirms beneath him, helplessly addicted to the taste of him and the feel of his rough hands holding her down.
I moan, feeling the combination of his words and possessive touches tearing down my defenses. "Y-yes," I whimper, "I belong to you... Please..." My hips grind against him, wanting him inside me, feeling him claim me as I've done with Genya.
He growls in approval as she arches into him, her body trembling beneath his touch. With one swift movement, he spins her around so that she's kneeling on the couch with her arms pinned above her head by Genya, who looks up at him eagerly. Sanemi cups her ass in his hands and forces her wet folds against his aching erection as he thrusts hard, burying himself balls-deep inside of her.
She gasps as she feels so filled, stretched to the limit by his thick girth. Her body clenches around him in a tight vice that drives him wild with pleasure and possession. She's all his now, and he intends to make sure she remembers it every time she comes close to someone else from here on out.
With savage thrusts, he pummels her wet passage, grunting and growling as he takes what he wants without mercy. His hand grips the back of Genya's head, forcing him to watch their intimate connection play out before his eyes as a warning not to cross the line again. "This is my fucking prize," he snarls through clenched teeth, "and you're going to remember that from now on."
Akankshaa cries out in ecstasy as he takes her roughly, rocking her world with his brutal possession. But beneath the pleasure, she feels a thrill of power and control surge through her veins as well. He might think he owns her, but deep down, she knows it's not that simple. And if there's one thing she's learned from this game, it's that the person who thinks they're in control is usually the first to lose.
I moan as he roughly takes me, feeling every inch of him stretching and claiming my body. But even though he thinks he has complete control over me, there's a small part that still belongs to Genya...and maybe someday soon I might let them both play with it at the same time.
He growls deep in his throat as he slams into her harder, feeling her tightening around him. Her body arches and trembles beneath his weight as she writhes against him in a desperate attempt to get even closer. His free hand grips the back of the couch to keep from losing control completely, using every ounce of strength not to come too soon, not before he's thoroughly proven his dominance over her.
Her moans and gasps only fuel his possessiveness further, driving him deeper into this need to claim and own every part of her. And as he looks down at her flushed face and sees the pleasure etched on every inch of it, Sanemi knows that he'll never let anyone else take what is rightfully his.
His hips piston faster now, grinding against her with rough precision as he pounds into her, leaving no doubt in either their minds who ultimately holds the power in this game. Her body quivers and trembles beneath him as she finally succumbs to the wave of pleasure crashing over her, crying out his name again and again as she comes undone in his brutal grip.
He growls low in his throat, feeling her tightening around him one last time before spilling his seed deep within her. The release is like a blast of white-hot fire through his veins, making it impossible to think straight or remember that there's anyone else in the room besides them. All that matters is her; the feel of her warmth and the scent of her arousal.
When at last he regains enough control to pull out of her, panting roughly as his body trembles with the force of his orgasm, he turns to glare at Genya where he kneels nearby, still holding Akankshaa's wrists above her head