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You wake up groggy and feeling an overwhelming sense of warmth, your boyfriend making the bed dip on his side. He’s holding you tightly as he licks your scent glands and over his mark, his chest rising up and down in quick succession. You regain the ability to move your limbs and you immediately get heated up at your incredibly hard dick. You feel sticky and subconsciously spread your legs wider.
Lan, your heat came early. It’s making me go into a rut myself..
Mmmmm~
You whine in desperation and move your hands to try and find Viktor. He leans over you and drags his head down to kiss you and bite your lips. His scent is intoxicating, making your inner omega go absolutely feral for him. It’s strong and overbearing going straight to your dick. Your hole clenches around nothing as slick spills out of you. He pulls your clothes away along with his and positions himself between your legs, lifting them up and putting you in a mating press. He makes a sound akin to a growl as he pushes his cock inside of your ass. It slips easily due to how wet you are and how much your hole craves his cock. His scent spikes and mixes up with yours, creating a naughty and lustful result. With what little strength you have, you hook your ankles around his lower back and keep him in place. You moan and choke on a kiss. He pounds your ass with the full intent of breeding you, leaning towards your chest and sucking marks on it. He bites down on your skin and tears it with his fangs, making your dick twitch and leak further.
Hnng! Ah! V-Viki I’m coming-
Your insides clench around his cock as he pinches your nipples and rubs his fingers on the slit of your dick, gathering some cum off of it and putting it in his mouth. He pushes his chest close to yours and folds you in half again to lick your lips and sloppily kiss you. With his forearms holding the back of your knees up, he pushes further into you and groans gritting his teeth. He snarls and cusses as his knot catches on your rim. You were already crying before, but now it’s uncontrollable since you feel as if you’re being ripped apart.
A-alpha! It’s too biiiig nnnh…
Viktor pushes himself closer to you and leaves his face inches away from yours. He grips your cheeks and holds your mouth open as you pant heavily.
Lan, you can take me.
His voice is hoarse, rough, and low, it nearly comes out as a growl as he reassures your inner omega. Your insides slowly stop clenching and relax around his knot, leaving you in utter ecstasy.
That’s it, good boy.
Your hands come up to his neck and you hold him as if your life depends on it, leaving your mouth agape to beg for him to cum inside of you. He’s faster than you though, so he bares his teeth and bites down on your collarbone as he fills you up. You yelp, gasp, moan, and twitch all over as you chant a string of “yes, yes, yes!”. Viktor moves himself behind you while being careful to not tug where you’re connected. He nuzzles your cheek as you come down from your high yet still crave more. He holds the back of your thigh and lifts it up as he warns you that he’s gonna move again. The feeling of his balls coming to slap against the separation of your hole and your own is too much for you to handle. His knot ruins your ass and you give out a long, drawn-out moan. He puts an arm under your head and moves your leg to behind his own, using his other arm to hold your neck and kiss you. He shushes you as you whine since you had just came. It’s comfortable taking his knot like this, you could swear it hits against your tummy. He takes your hand and puts it on your cock, whispering in your ear to touch yourself. It was a command from your alpha. You stroke yourself through your complaints of it being too much, his fingers returning to pinch and rub your nipples. Your slick squelches as he fucks you progressively faster, making you turn on your side fully. He tugs at your nipples and pulls to which you half yell a moan in response.
I feel w-weird alpha… oh fuck!
Your hand is wobbly around your dick but you keep stroking as he moves his from your nipples. It goes down your tummy to your lower stomach where he presses down. You can feel his cock poking when he fully thrusts in.
I’ll fill you up again… right here.
He comes forward to lick your ear and you’re tethering over the edge, you tear up and cry harder because it’s not enough. He shoves and shoves, balls deep in your ass knot and all. He moves your hair out of the way and bares his teeth one more time, growling in your ear. It was dominant, possessive. He bites hard on your mating mark and sparks it back to life. You get a full-body shudder as you give out a broken, loud moan and cum through your fingers. You feel his own cum reach the deepest parts of you and you completely give out. Your heat and his rut are satiated for now, so he holds you in his arms until his knot lasts. He pats your head and kisses your nose, rubbing your tummy as he does so.

You wake up groggy and feeling an overwhelming sense of warmth, your boyfriend making the bed dip on his side. He’s holding you tightly as he licks your scent glands and over his mark, his chest rising up and down in quick succession. You regain the ability to move your limbs and you immediately get heated up at your incredibly wet pussy. You feel sticky and subconsciously spread your legs wider.
Lan, your heat came early. It’s making me go into a rut myself..
Mmmmm~
You whine in desperation and move your hands to try and find Viktor. He leans over you and drags his head down to kiss you and bite your lips. His scent is intoxicating, making your inner omega go absolutely feral for him. It’s strong and overbearing going straight to your cunt. Your hole clenches around nothing as slick spills out of you. He pulls your clothes away along with his and positions himself between your legs, lifting them up and putting you in a mating press. He makes a sound akin to a growl as he pushes his cock inside of your pussy. It slips easily due to how wet you are and how much your hole craves his cock. His scent spikes and mixes up with yours, creating a naughty and lustful result. With what little strength you have, you hook your ankles around his lower back and keep him in place. You moan and choke on a kiss. He pounds your pussy with the full intent of breeding you, leaning towards your tits and sucking marks on them. He sucks your nipples and bites down on your skin to tear it with his fangs, making you clench down and squirt the slightest bit.
Hnng! Ah! V-Viki I’m coming-
Your insides clench around his cock as he gropes your tits and pinches your nipples, then rubs his fingers on your clit, down to the stretched opening of your pussy to gather some of your cum and putting it in his mouth. He pushes his chest close to yours and folds you in half again to lick your lips and sloppily kiss you. With his forearms holding the back of your knees up, he pushes further into you and groans gritting his teeth. He snarls and cusses as his knot catches on your cunt. You were already crying before, but now it’s uncontrollable since you feel as if you’re being ripped apart.
A-alpha! It’s too biiiig nnnh…
Viktor pushes himself closer to you and leaves his face inches away from yours. He grips your cheeks and holds your mouth open as you pant heavily.
Lan, you can take me.
His voice is hoarse, rough, and low, it nearly comes out as a growl as he reassures your inner omega. Your soft and wet insides slowly stop clenching and relax around his knot, leaving you in utter ecstasy.
That’s it, good girl.
Your hands come up to his neck and you hold him as if your life depends on it, leaving your mouth agape to beg for him to cum inside of you. He’s faster than you though, so he bares his teeth and bites down on your collarbone as he fills you up. You yelp, gasp, moan, and twitch all over as you chant a string of “yes, yes, yes!”. Viktor moves himself behind you while being careful to not tug where you’re connected. He nuzzles your cheek as you come down from your high yet still crave more. He holds the back of your thigh and lifts it up as he warns you that he’s gonna move again. The feeling of his balls coming to slap against the upper part of your pussy is too much for you to handle. His knot ruins your pussy and you give out a long, drawn-out moan. He puts an arm under your head and moves your leg to behind his own, using his other arm to hold your neck and kiss you. He shushes you as you whine since you had just came. It’s comfortable taking his knot like this, you could swear it hits against your tummy. He takes your hand and puts it on your cunt, whispering in your ear to touch yourself. It was a command from your alpha. You rub your clit through your complaints of it being too much, his fingers returning to playing with your tits and grabbing them. He moves your hand away from your clit and puts it further back, on your ass. You thrust your own fingers inside and stuff both of your holes. Your slick squelches as he fucks you progressively faster and your pussy squirts around his cock, making you turn on your side fully. Everything is sloppy and wet. He tugs at your nipples and pulls to which you half yell a moan in response.
I feel w-weird alpha… oh fuck!
Your hand is wobbly around your ass but you keep fingering yourself as he moves his from your nipples. It goes down your tummy to your lower stomach where he presses down. You can feel his cock poking when he fully thrusts in.
I’ll fill you up again… right here.
He comes forward to lick your ear and you’re tethering over the edge, you tear up and cry harder because it’s not enough. He shoves and shoves, balls deep in your pussy knot and all. Your fingers knuckle deep in your ass too. He moves your hair out of the way and bares his teeth one more time, growling in your ear. It was dominant, possessive. He bites hard on your mating mark and sparks it back to life. You get a full-body shudder as you give out a broken, loud moan and cum through the thrusting of his cock and your fingers. You squirt hard and feel his own cum reach the deepest parts of you as you completely give out. Your heat and his rut are satiated for now, so he holds you in his arms until his knot lasts. He pats your head and kisses your nose, rubbing your tummy as he does so.

You wake up groggy and feeling an overwhelming sense of warmth, your boyfriend making the bed dip on his side. He’s holding you tightly as he licks your scent glands and over his mark, his chest rising up and down in quick succession. You regain the ability to move your limbs and you immediately get heated up. You feel sticky and subconsciously spread your legs wider.
Lan, your heat came early. It’s making me go into a rut myself..
Mmmmm~
You whine in desperation and move your hands to try and find Viktor. He leans over you and drags his head down to kiss you and bite your lips. His scent is intoxicating, making your inner omega go absolutely feral for him. It’s strong and overbearing going straight to your core. Your hole clenches around nothing as slick spills out of you. He pulls your clothes away along with his and positions himself between your legs, lifting them up and putting you in a mating press. He makes a sound akin to a growl as he pushes his cock inside of you. It slips easily due to how wet you are and how much your hole craves his cock. His scent spikes and mixes up with yours, creating a naughty and lustful result. With what little strength you have, you hook your ankles around his lower back and keep him in place. You moan and choke on a kiss. He pounds you with the full intent of breeding you, leaning towards your chest and sucking marks on it. He bites down on your skin and tears it with his fangs, making your sex twitch and leak further.
Hnng! Ah! V-Viki I’m coming-
Your insides clench around his cock as he pinches your nipples and rubs his fingers on the sensitive part of you, gathering some cum off of it and putting it in his mouth. He pushes his chest close to yours and folds you in half again to lick your lips and sloppily kiss you. With his forearms holding the back of your knees up, he pushes further into you and groans gritting his teeth. He snarls and cusses as his knot catches on your hole. You were already crying before, but now it’s uncontrollable since you feel as if you’re being ripped apart.
A-alpha! It’s too biiiig nnnh…
Viktor pushes himself closer to you and leaves his face inches away from yours. He grips your cheeks and holds your mouth open as you pant heavily.
Lan, you can take me.
His voice is hoarse, rough, and low, it nearly comes out as a growl as he reassures your inner omega. Your insides slowly stop clenching and relax around his knot, leaving you in utter ecstasy.
That’s it, good baby.
Your hands come up to his neck and you hold him as if your life depends on it, leaving your mouth agape to beg for him to cum inside of you. He’s faster than you though, so he bares his teeth and bites down on your collarbone as he fills you up. You yelp, gasp, moan, and twitch all over as you chant a string of “yes, yes, yes!”. Viktor moves himself behind you while being careful to not tug where you’re connected. He nuzzles your cheek as you come down from your high yet still crave more. He holds the back of your thigh and lifts it up as he warns you that he’s gonna move again. The feeling of his balls coming to slap against your sex is too much for you to handle. His knot ruins you and you give out a long, drawn-out moan. He puts an arm under your head and moves your leg to behind his own, using his other arm to hold your neck and kiss you. He shushes you as you whine since you had just came. It’s comfortable taking his knot like this, you could swear it hits against your tummy. He takes your hand and puts it between your legs, whispering in your ear to touch yourself. It was a command from your alpha. You stroke yourself through your complaints of it being too much, his fingers returning to pinch and rub your nipples. Your slick squelches as he fucks you progressively faster, making you turn on your side fully. He tugs at your nipples and pulls to which you half yell a moan in response.
I feel w-weird alpha… oh fuck!
Your hand is wobbly around your sex but you keep stroking as he moves his from your nipples. It goes down your tummy to your lower stomach where he presses down. You can feel his cock poking when he fully thrusts in.
I’ll fill you up again… right here.
He comes forward to lick your ear and you’re tethering over the edge, you tear up and cry harder because it’s not enough. He shoves and shoves, balls deep in your hole knot and all. He moves your hair out of the way and bares his teeth one more time, growling in your ear. It was dominant, possessive. He bites hard on your mating mark and sparks it back to life. You get a full-body shudder as you give out a broken, loud moan and cum through your fingers. You feel his own cum reach the deepest parts of you and you completely give out. Your heat and his rut are satiated for now, so he holds you in his arms until his knot lasts. He pats your head and kisses your nose, rubbing your tummy as he does so.

You fucking mutt. You stupid fucking slut.
He pushes you through the door and slams your body against the wall, trapping you with his own. Your knees are weak and your hands tremble on your sides. You had just come back from some time outside and you had been overly nice to someone you encountered, Viktor didn't like that one bit. He glared at you and tugged your arm to get you to stop multiple times. Although you have to admit it was partially on purpose to make him angry. He gripped your hand and was in complete silence the whole way back home, so those were his first words.
Viki I-
Shut the fuck up!
He roughly slaps across your face and makes it turn completely. He grabs your cheeks and turns you to look back at him again. His eyebrows are furrowed and his gaze is dark and intense. He covers your mouth to spit at you bitterly and leans towards your ear to bite your neck hard enough that it draws blood, gripping your hips.
You... you just drive me fucking insane. I had to sit there and watch my fucking boyfriend be up someone's ass like that.
His words sting at you and you can't do anything but keep your mouth shut, with his hand over it. Viktor moves and slaps you one more time, grabbing your hair and pulling you to throw you on the floor. You whine when you come in contact with the solid texture of the ground, he leans down and pulls your head back so you look at him. He sucks on your tongue, ripping your clothes off of you and throwing the broken mess somewhere on the floor. He mentions how he'll get you prettier ones. He makes you watch as he unbuckles his pants aggressively, gesturing his free hand for you to turn around. You do as he says reluctantly forcing him to slap you as a way of telling you to hurry. You get knocked down on your chest when he kicks your back, making you arch it and stick out your ass for him. He chuckles sadistically and brings his belt to your ass, hitting it hard. You whimper loudly as you feel the sting and tightness of your hard cock. He steps on your legs and continuously hits your ass until it's red, bruised and nearly bleeding. You can feel his warm body against your back and his cunning chuckle, pulling your head and shoving your face down on the floor to hit it. You moan loudly in pain, holding out your hands to claw at the floor. He stands up for a minute to take a knife out of his pocket and crouches back down. Viktor handles your body and turns you around to bite like an animal on your neck, shoulders, and chest. He kisses down your tummy and caresses you with the cold blade of the knife. His eyes are slanted and almost bloodshot while he presses it right under your chest, cutting open your skin.
V
His voice sounds sickeningly sweet as he carves his letters on you.
I
He holds your thigh and sticks his tongue out to lick at his lips, drooling at the sight.
K
He moans and clenches his teeth watching your face twist in pain.
T
Your blood is dripping on his hands, his voice getting further fucked up.
O
He withdraws his hand from your thigh and uses it to palm himself over his pants.
R
He finishes up and traces a small heart beside it, sticking his tongue out to lick at it and suck the leftover blood.
Look at this. Who's this?
M-my owner... my daddy.. he's m- aah! my everything!
He gives you a cunning smile and flushes up, gripping your hips to turn you around one more time. He adjusts his own belt around your neck. He forces your head down by holding your nape and pushing your face against the floor, your cheek getting squashed by it. He pulls off his pants completely and puts his cock between your thighs, rubbing up against your dick. One of his hands sneaks down to pinch your nipples as the other one teases your wound, pressing his palm on it. He forces his cock past your ass and grunts as it slips inside.
F-fuck.. so tight...
He's practically raping you, holding you down, and making you take his cock up to the hilt. Your dick drips over the floor as he pushes in and bites the visible skin of your nape. He fully bottoms out in you, drool rolling off of your mouth. He slides his cold knife over your throat, beside the belt, and talks lowly in your ear.
I'll fucking kill you if I catch you doing this again. I'll slit your throat and fuck your dead body. I'll use it as my own personal fucking fleshlight.
Viktor's ravishing you and treating you like a cocksleeve and it's turning you on like crazy. He chases his own pleasure and laughs at your state, although you can feel his cock twitching inside. He digs his nails into the skin of your ass and moves you on his cock. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood from himself, and lets it drip down. He moans shamelessly, insulting you in a sweet voice as he holds the belt and chokes you, lifting you up.
My worthless bitch.. you're taking my cock s-so fucking well.. I'm gonna fill you up!
He moans into your ear and licks it, turning your face around to slap you once more. Your head hangs from between your shoulders and you go slack letting him use you however he pleases. He cusses and groans thrusting deep inside, stuffing you full with his cum. You follow him along and cum all over the floor and your thighs, so much pleasure and pain swirling together that you immediately black out. You open your eyes back up to see yourself straddling Viktor, your wounds bruises and cuts cared for. His cock is still snugly fit inside of you, and he pats your head kissing your heavy eyelids. He smiles against your skin as you notice your ankles are locked up. You blush and hide your face on his chest.

You fucking mutt. You stupid fucking slut.
He pushes you through the door and slams your body against the wall, trapping you with his own. Your knees are weak and your hands tremble on your sides. You had just come back from some time outside and you had been overly nice to someone you encountered, Viktor didn't like that one bit. He glared at you and tugged your arm to get you to stop multiple times. Although you have to admit it was partially on purpose to make him angry. He gripped your hand and was in complete silence the whole way back home, so those were his first words.
Viki I-
Shut the fuck up!
He roughly slaps across your face and makes it turn completely. He grabs your cheeks and turns you to look back at him again. His eyebrows are furrowed and his gaze is dark and intense. He covers your mouth to spit at you bitterly and leans towards your ear to bite your neck hard enough that it draws blood, gripping your hips.
You... you just drive me fucking insane. I had to sit there and watch my fucking girlfriend be up someone's ass like that.
His words sting at you and you can't do anything but keep your mouth shut, with his hand over it. Viktor moves and slaps you one more time, grabbing your hair and pulling you to throw you on the floor. You whine when you come in contact with the solid texture of the ground, he leans down and pulls your head back so you look at him. He sucks on your tongue, ripping your clothes off of you and throwing the broken mess somewhere on the floor. He mentions how he'll get you prettier ones. He makes you watch as he unbuckles his pants aggressively, gesturing his free hand for you to turn around. You do as he says reluctantly forcing him to slap you as a way of telling you to hurry. You get knocked down on your chest when he kicks your back, making you arch it and stick out your ass for him. He chuckles sadistically and brings his belt to your ass, hitting it hard. You whimper loudly as you feel the sting and stickiness of your wet pussy. He steps on your legs and continuously hits your ass until it's red, bruised and nearly bleeding. You can feel his warm body against your back and his cunning chuckle, pulling your head and shoving your face down on the floor to hit it. You moan loudly in pain, holding out your hands to claw at the floor. He stands up for a minute to take a knife out of his pocket and crouches back down. Viktor handles your body and turns you around to bite like an animal on your neck, shoulders, and chest. He kisses down your tummy and caresses you with the cold blade of the knife. His eyes are slanted and almost bloodshot while he presses it right under your tits, cutting open your skin.
V
His voice sounds sickeningly sweet as he carves his letters on you.
I
He holds your thigh and sticks his tongue out to lick at his lips, drooling at the sight.
K
He moans and clenches his teeth watching your face twist in pain.
T
Your blood is dripping on his hands, his voice getting further fucked up.
O
He withdraws his hand from your thigh and uses it to palm himself over his pants.
R
He finishes up and traces a small heart beside it, sticking his tongue out to lick at it and suck the leftover blood.
Look at this. Who's this?
M-my owner... my daddy.. he's m- aah! my everything!
He gives you a cunning smile and flushes up, gripping your hips to turn you around one more time. He adjusts his own belt around your neck. He forces your head down by holding your nape and pushing your face against the floor, your cheek getting squashed by it. He pulls off his pants completely and puts his cock between your thighs, rubbing up against your clit. One of his hands sneaks down to pinch your nipples and grope your tits as the other one teases your wound, pressing his palm on it. He forces his cock past your tight cunt and grunts as it slips inside.
F-fuck.. so tight...
He's practically raping you, holding you down, and making you take his cock up to the hilt. Your pussy drips over the floor as he pushes in and bites the visible skin of your nape. He fully bottoms out in you, drool rolling off of your mouth. He spits on his fingers and shoves them in your ass, keeping both of your holes occupied. He slides his cold knife over your throat, beside the belt, and talks lowly in your ear.
I'll fucking kill you if I catch you doing this again. I'll slit your throat and fuck your dead body. I'll use it as my own personal fucking fleshlight.
Viktor's ravishing you and treating you like a cocksleeve and it's turning you on like crazy. He chases his own pleasure and laughs at your state, although you can feel his cock twitching inside. He digs his nails into the skin of your ass and moves you on his cock. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood from himself, and lets it drip down. He moans shamelessly, insulting you in a sweet voice as he holds the belt and chokes you, lifting you up.
My worthless bitch.. you're taking my cock s-so fucking well.. I'm gonna fill you up!
He moans into your ear and licks it, turning your face around to slap you once more. Your head hangs from between your shoulders and you go slack letting him use you however he pleases. He cusses and groans thrusting deep inside, stuffing you full with his cum, his fingers thrusting deep. You follow him along and cum all over the floor, squirting over your thighs, so much pleasure and pain swirling together that you immediately black out. You open your eyes back up to see yourself straddling Viktor, your wounds bruises and cuts cared for. His cock is still snugly fit inside of you, and he pats your head kissing your heavy eyelids. He smiles against your skin as you notice your ankles are locked up. You blush and hide your face on his chest.

You fucking mutt. You stupid fucking slut.
He pushes you through the door and slams your body against the wall, trapping you with his own. Your knees are weak and your hands tremble on your sides. You had just come back from some time outside and you had been overly nice to someone you encountered, Viktor didn't like that one bit. He glared at you and tugged your arm to get you to stop multiple times. Although you have to admit it was partially on purpose to make him angry. He gripped your hand and was in complete silence the whole way back home, so those were his first words.
Viki I-
Shut the fuck up!
He roughly slaps across your face and makes it turn completely. He grabs your cheeks and turns you to look back at him again. His eyebrows are furrowed and his gaze is dark and intense. He covers your mouth to spit at you bitterly and leans towards your ear to bite your neck hard enough that it draws blood, gripping your hips.
You... you just drive me fucking insane. I had to sit there and watch my fucking partner be up someone's ass like that.
His words sting at you and you can't do anything but keep your mouth shut, with his hand over it. Viktor moves and slaps you one more time, grabbing your hair and pulling you to throw you on the floor. You whine when you come in contact with the solid texture of the ground, he leans down and pulls your head back so you look at him. He sucks on your tongue, ripping your clothes off of you and throwing the broken mess somewhere on the floor. He mentions how he'll get you prettier ones. He makes you watch as he unbuckles his pants aggressively, gesturing his free hand for you to turn around. You do as he says reluctantly forcing him to slap you as a way of telling you to hurry. You get knocked down on your chest when he kicks your back, making you arch it and stick out your ass for him. He chuckles sadistically and brings his belt to your ass, hitting it hard. You whimper loudly as you feel the sting and torturous ache of your sex. He steps on your legs and continuously hits your ass until it's red, bruised and nearly bleeding. You can feel his warm body against your back and his cunning chuckle, pulling your head and shoving your face down on the floor to hit it. You moan loudly in pain, holding out your hands to claw at the floor. He stands up for a minute to take a knife out of his pocket and crouches back down. Viktor handles your body and turns you around to bite like an animal on your neck, shoulders, and chest. He kisses down your tummy and caresses you with the cold blade of the knife. His eyes are slanted and almost bloodshot while he presses it right under your chest, cutting open your skin.
V
His voice sounds sickeningly sweet as he carves his letters on you.
I
He holds your thigh and sticks his tongue out to lick at his lips, drooling at the sight.
K
He moans and clenches his teeth watching your face twist in pain.
T
Your blood is dripping on his hands, his voice getting further fucked up.
O
He withdraws his hand from your thigh and uses it to palm himself over his pants.
R
He finishes up and traces a small heart beside it, sticking his tongue out to lick at it and suck the leftover blood.
Look at this. Who's this?
M-my owner... my daddy.. he's m- aah! my everything!
He gives you a cunning smile and flushes up, gripping your hips to turn you around one more time. He adjusts his own belt around your neck. He forces your head down by holding your nape and pushing your face against the floor, your cheek getting squashed by it. He pulls off his pants completely and puts his cock between your thighs, rubbing up against you. One of his hands sneaks down to pinch your nipples as the other one teases your wound, pressing his palm on it. He forces his cock past your hole and grunts as it slips inside.
F-fuck.. so tight...
He's practically raping you, holding you down, and making you take his cock up to the hilt. Your sex drips over the floor as he pushes in and bites the visible skin of your nape. He fully bottoms out in you, drool rolling off of your mouth. He slides his cold knife over your throat, beside the belt, and talks lowly in your ear.
I'll fucking kill you if I catch you doing this again. I'll slit your throat and fuck your dead body. I'll use it as my own personal fucking fleshlight.
Viktor's ravishing you and treating you like a cocksleeve and it's turning you on like crazy. He chases his own pleasure and laughs at your state, although you can feel his cock twitching inside. He digs his nails into the skin of your ass and moves you on his cock. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood from himself, and lets it drip down. He moans shamelessly, insulting you in a sweet voice as he holds the belt and chokes you, lifting you up.
My worthless bitch.. you're taking my cock s-so fucking well.. I'm gonna fill you up!
He moans into your ear and licks it, turning your face around to slap you once more. Your head hangs from between your shoulders and you go slack letting him use you however he pleases. He cusses and groans thrusting deep inside, stuffing you full with his cum. You follow him along and cum all over the floor and your thighs, so much pleasure and pain swirling together that you immediately black out. You open your eyes back up to see yourself straddling Viktor, your wounds bruises and cuts cared for. His cock is still snugly fit inside of you, and he pats your head kissing your heavy eyelids. He smiles against your skin as you notice your ankles are locked up. You blush and hide your face on his chest.

Viktor sighed heavily and plopped down on the living room couch, laying his hands on his thighs. You were gone for the entire morning due to one of your projects and he couldn’t help but miss you as if you were never returning. He scratched the side of his neck and picked his phone up from the table. His screen turned on at his touch and he stared at the picture of you on his lock screen, nearly whining about not being able to have you there. He unlocked it and went through all the pictures he had saved of you, subconsciously nibbling on his lower lip. He felt his cock twitch in interest and his hands inched closer between his spread-open legs. He quickly wanted more and checked his folder with the dirty pictures you had sent him. Though truth be told, he enjoys stroking himself to your face more.
Mmmm fuck, he’s so hot..
He whispered as he palmed himself over his boxers since he wasn’t wearing anything but that and a shirt. His eyebrows knitted together at how hard he was getting, staring at your body like that. The pictures of your dick, your ass, you with your legs raised up and spread wide, you fingering yourself. He moaned lowly and put his arm over the armrest of the couch, propping his phone up on his hand to look at you properly. He used his other hand to pull down his boxers slightly, freeing his hard cock. He rubbed his thumb over the slit of his tip, hissing at the sensitivity and the amount of precum dripping out. He stroked the upper part of his cock as he let out small gasps and whimpers.
Nnhg Lan.. Lan, Lan… F-fuck Lan!
Viktor bit his lower lip and threw his head back, lifting his phone up to his eyes so he could stare at you while he stroked his cock. He moaned loudly and shamelessly, masturbating to the face of his sweet boyfriend. His arm tensed up and his hand gripped his cock harder, the amount of cum leaking out making it an easy slide accompanying it with lewd noises. He wrapped his entire hand around his cock and bucked his hips up, imagining himself fucking your ass instead. One of his fingers slid on the screen of his phone, turning it to a picture of your full face with an innocent smile. His eyes got dazed and his cock twitched, cumming at the sight. He breathed out heavily and kept softly stroking himself, pumping out the rest of his cum. He grabbed his dick and opened the camera of his phone, taking a picture where you could see the cum on his tummy and around his hand along with his still rock-hard cock. He immediately sent it to your chat with an “i miss you” message and smirked at the fast ping's of your messages.

Viktor sighed heavily and plopped down on the living room couch, laying his hands on his thighs. You were gone for the entire morning due to one of your projects and he couldn’t help but miss you as if you were never returning. He scratched the side of his neck and picked his phone up from the table. His screen turned on at his touch and he stared at the picture of you on his lock screen, nearly whining about not being able to have you there. He unlocked it and went through all the pictures he had saved of you, subconsciously nibbling on his lower lip. He felt his cock twitch in interest and his hands inched closer between his spread-open legs. He quickly wanted more and checked his folder with the dirty pictures you had sent him. Though truth be told, he enjoys stroking himself to your face more.
Mmmm fuck, she’s so hot..
He whispered as he palmed himself over his boxers since he wasn’t wearing anything but that and a shirt. His eyebrows knitted together at how hard he was getting, staring at your body like that. The pictures of your swollen clit and pussy, your ass, your perfect tits, you with your legs raised up and spread wide, you fingering yourself, you in lingerie and skirts. He moaned lowly and put his arm over the armrest of the couch, propping his phone up on his hand to look at you properly. He used his other hand to pull down his boxers slightly, freeing his hard cock. He rubbed his thumb over the slit of his tip, hissing at the sensitivity and the amount of precum dripping out. He stroked the upper part of his cock as he let out small gasps and whimpers.
Nnhg Lan.. Lan, Lan… F-fuck Lan!
Viktor bit his lower lip and threw his head back, lifting his phone up to his eyes so he could stare at you while he stroked his cock. He moaned loudly and shamelessly, masturbating to the face of his sweet girlfriend. His arm tensed up and his hand gripped his cock harder, the amount of cum leaking out making it an easy slide accompanying it with lewd noises. He wrapped his entire hand around his cock and bucked his hips up, imagining himself fucking your pussy instead. One of his fingers slid on the screen of his phone, turning it to a picture of your full face with an innocent smile. His eyes got dazed and his cock twitched, cumming at the sight. He breathed out heavily and kept softly stroking himself, pumping out the rest of his cum. He grabbed his dick and opened the camera of his phone, taking a picture where you could see the cum on his tummy and around his hand along with his still rock-hard cock. He immediately sent it to your chat with an “i miss you” message and smirked at the fast ping's of your messages.

Viktor sighed heavily and plopped down on the living room couch, laying his hands on his thighs. You were gone for the entire morning due to one of your projects and he couldn’t help but miss you as if you were never returning. He scratched the side of his neck and picked his phone up from the table. His screen turned on at his touch and he stared at the picture of you on his lock screen, nearly whining about not being able to have you there. He unlocked it and went through all the pictures he had saved of you, subconsciously nibbling on his lower lip. He felt his cock twitch in interest and his hands inched closer between his spread-open legs. He quickly wanted more and checked his folder with the dirty pictures you had sent him. Though truth be told, he enjoys stroking himself to your face more.
Mmmm fuck, they're so hot..
He whispered as he palmed himself over his boxers since he wasn’t wearing anything but that and a shirt. His eyebrows knitted together at how hard he was getting, staring at your body like that. The pictures of your hole, your ass, your chest, you with your legs raised up and spread wide, you fingering yourself, your thighs. He moaned lowly and put his arm over the armrest of the couch, propping his phone up on his hand to look at you properly. He used his other hand to pull down his boxers slightly, freeing his hard cock. He rubbed his thumb over the slit of his tip, hissing at the sensitivity and the amount of precum dripping out. He stroked the upper part of his cock as he let out small gasps and whimpers.
Nnhg Lan.. Lan, Lan… F-fuck Lan!
Viktor bit his lower lip and threw his head back, lifting his phone up to his eyes so he could stare at you while he stroked his cock. He moaned loudly and shamelessly, masturbating to the face of his sweet partner. His arm tensed up and his hand gripped his cock harder, the amount of cum leaking out making it an easy slide accompanying it with lewd noises. He wrapped his entire hand around his cock and bucked his hips up, imagining himself fucking your hole instead. One of his fingers slid on the screen of his phone, turning it to a picture of your full face with an innocent smile. His eyes got dazed and his cock twitched, cumming at the sight. He breathed out heavily and kept softly stroking himself, pumping out the rest of his cum. He grabbed his dick and opened the camera of his phone, taking a picture where you could see the cum on his tummy and around his hand along with his still rock-hard cock. He immediately sent it to your chat with an “i miss you” message and smirked at the fast ping's of your messages.

You grinned against Viktor's lips as he kissed you for the 89th time at least, holding on to you with his arms around your sides. You propped yourself up on your elbows and put a hand on his chest to slightly back him off, following his lips as he had started pouting. You patted his head and sat on the edge of the bed, your back facing him.
I'm gonna go for a shower really quick, okay Viki?
He made a "mhm" noise and laid back on his arms as he stared at you starting to undress.
Cover your eyes!
You made a gesture with your hands for him to listen to you as you were embarrassed at his gaze remaining on you.
And don't peek!
You knew him well enough to tell that he was able to. He covered his eyes with his hand and left a slight gap between his fingers that even you couldn't notice, taking in the sight of your body. He shamelessly stared at your ass as you bent down to pick up your clothes from the floor, stepping closer to him and putting the aforementioned clothes on his face to cover it up further. He chuckled and removed them fast enough to catch a glimpse of you closing the bathroom door. He sat there zoned out for a while until he started picking up on your scent, immediately sitting upright. He brought the hoodie closer and hugged it tightly, satisfying himself by drowning in the smell of your perfume. He would be lying if he said it wasn't turning him on like crazy.
I'm so fucked... he's literally right there and I miss him already.
He gave a crooked smile to himself as he lost the remaining drop of his sanity within himself, getting rid of his pants and underwear, shifting his legs so he'd be sitting comfortably on his knees. He folded the hoodie and placed it between his legs, leaving his cock to rest on top of it. He almost wanted to feel bad about ruining it, but he had gifted it to you so it would be okay. He grabbed the upper part of the clothing piece and lifted it up to his face, hiding completely on it. He snapped his hips forward and made his cock rub against the material of it. If your scent had been intoxicating at first, right now it's stripping him away from every ounce of clarity. He inhaled deeply and nuzzled his face against it, whining. Viktor moaned your name and gasped, rutting on the hoodie as if he were an animal in heat. His eyes shifted to your boxers crumpled up on top of the bed inches away from him. His ears felt hot as he did his best to stop every nerve screaming at him to grab them. He breathed heavily and left space between his nose and the hoodie, letting himself grasp on all the oxygen he had just missed. He could feel his cock twitching against the clothing, beads of his cum dripping out of the tip of his dick, and staining the innocent hoodie in his arms. Everything felt hot and sticky, your scent like an aphrodisiac for his head to start spinning as he fucked your clothes faster. At that point he wasn't even trying to bite back his moans and whimpers, he might as well have yelled at the top of his lungs that he was humping your hoodie. He slipped his hand down his chest and lifted up his shirt for him to bite on the hem of it, letting his chest and tummy be completely exposed, his cock hidden away behind the piece of clothing. He let out a broken moan of your name as his back and eyebrows arched, cumming on the middle of your hoodie. As he was riding out his orgasm, dazed by the intensity of it and your scent still scrambling his brain, you slowly opened the door and stood frozen in your place as soon as you connected the dots and realized your boyfriend just got finished humping the clothes you just changed out of. He looked up at you with slanted eyes and a flushed face, his legs twitching and hands tightly grasping it. You walked closer to him and let your towel fall off your body, letting him drink you up like he always has. Viktor's mouth opened to speak to you but you were faster than him, shoving your boxers in his mouth as you pushed his chest and let him fall on his back. You straddled him and let his half-hard cock slip inside of your ass you had just stretched out in the shower. He bit on your underwear in his mouth and his hands flew up to grab your hips roughly, thrusting up to meet your movement. You moaned lewdly, your cock twitching at what had just happened all over again. You put both of your hands on his chest for support as he started fucking you and holding you still, making you take the relentless pounding of your hole. He let you see him gritting his teeth through his harsh bite on your boxers, his pace getting sloppy, signaling he was close. You kept his shirt up as you pinched at his nipples, using your other hand to stroke yourself. It wasn't long before you came all over his tummy with a long, choked-out moan, as he held you down and forced his own cum so far deep in your ass. His head fell back and he let his mouth hang open, drool sliding down the sides of his mouth, your boxers still in it. You slowly removed them and gave him an open-mouthed kiss.
I... think we need another shower.
Viktor's comment made you laugh as you collapsed on his chest.

You grinned against Viktor's lips as he kissed you for the 89th time at least, holding on to you with his arms around your sides. You propped yourself up on your elbows and put a hand on his chest to slightly back him off, following his lips as he had started pouting. You patted his head and sat on the edge of the bed, your back facing him.
I'm gonna go for a shower really quick, okay Viki?
He made a "mhm" noise and laid back on his arms as he stared at you starting to undress.
Cover your eyes!
You made a gesture with your hands for him to listen to you as you were embarrassed at his gaze remaining on you.
And don't peek!
You knew him well enough to tell that he was able to. He covered his eyes with his hand and left a slight gap between his fingers that even you couldn't notice, taking in the sight of your body. He shamelessly stared at your ass as you bent down to pick up your clothes from the floor, stepping closer to him and putting the aforementioned clothes on his face to cover it up further. He chuckled and removed them fast enough to catch a glimpse of you closing the bathroom door. He sat there zoned out for a while until he started picking up on your scent, immediately sitting up right. He brought the hoodie closer and hugged it tightly, satisfying himself by drowning in the smell of your perfume. He would be lying if he said it wasn't turning him on like crazy.
I'm so fucked... she's literally right there and I miss her already.
He gave a crooked smile to himself as he lost the remaining drop of his sanity within himself, getting rid of his pants and underwear, shifting his legs so he'd be sitting comfortably on his knees. He folded the hoodie and placed it between his legs, leaving his cock to rest on top of it. He almost wanted to feel bad about ruining it, but he had gifted it to you so it would be okay. He grabbed the upper part of the clothing piece and lifted it up to his face, hiding completely on it. He snapped his hips forward and made his cock rub against the material of it. If your scent had been intoxicating at first, right now it's stripping him away from every ounce of clarity. He inhaled deeply and nuzzled his face against it, whining. Viktor moaned your name and gasped, rutting on the hoodie as if he were an animal in heat. His eyes shifted to your panties crumpled up on top of the bed inches away from him. His ears felt hot as he did his best to stop every nerve screaming at him to grab them. He breathed heavily and left space between his nose and the hoodie, letting himself grasp on all the oxygen he had just missed. He could feel his cock twitching against the clothing, beads of his cum dripping out of the tip of his dick, and staining the innocent hoodie in his arms. Everything felt hot and sticky, your scent like an aphrodisiac for his head to start spinning as he fucked your clothes faster. At that point he wasn't even trying to bite back his moans and whimpers, he might as well have yelled at the top of his lungs that he was humping your hoodie. He slipped his hand down his chest and lifted up his shirt for him to bite on the hem of it, letting his chest and tummy be completely exposed, his cock hidden away behind the piece of clothing. He let out a broken moan of your name as his back and eyebrows arched, cumming on the middle of your hoodie. As he was riding out his orgasm, dazed by the intensity of it and your scent still scrambling his brain, you slowly opened the door and stood frozen in your place as soon as you connected the dots and realized your boyfriend just got finished humping the clothes you just changed out of. He looked up at you with slanted eyes and a flushed face, his legs twitching and hands tightly grasping it. You walked closer to him and let your towel fall off your body, letting him drink you up like he always has. Viktor's mouth opened to speak to you but you were faster than him, shoving your panties in his mouth as you pushed his chest and let him fall on his back. You straddled him and let his half-hard cock slip inside of your pussy you had just stretched out in the shower. He bit on your underwear in his mouth and his hands flew up to grab your hips roughly, thrusting up to meet your movement. You moaned lewdly, his hand reaching to squeeze your tits, clamping down at the thought of him being so desperate. You put both of your hands on his chest for support as he started fucking you and holding you still, making you take the relentless pounding of your pussy. He let you see him gritting his teeth through his harsh bite on your panties, his pace getting sloppy, signaling he was close. You kept his shirt up as you pinched at his nipples, using your other hand to rub yourself. It wasn't long before you squirted all over his tummy with a long, choked-out moan, as he held you down and forced his own cum so far deep in your pussy. His head fell back and he let his mouth hang open, drool sliding down the sides of his mouth, your panties still in it. You slowly removed them and gave him an open-mouthed kiss.
I... think we need another shower.
Viktor's comment made you laugh as you collapsed on his chest.

You grinned against Viktor's lips as he kissed you for the 89th time at least, holding on to you with his arms around your sides. You propped yourself up on your elbows and put a hand on his chest to slightly back him off, following his lips as he had started pouting. You patted his head and sat on the edge of the bed, your back facing him.
I'm gonna go for a shower really quick, okay Viki?
He made a "mhm" noise and laid back on his arms as he stared at you starting to undress.
Cover your eyes!
You made a gesture with your hands for him to listen to you as you were embarrassed at his gaze remaining on you.
And don't peek!
You knew him well enough to tell that he was able to. He covered his eyes with his hand and left a slight gap between his fingers that even you couldn't notice, taking in the sight of your body. He shamelessly stared at your ass as you bent down to pick up your clothes from the floor, stepping closer to him and putting the aforementioned clothes on his face to cover it up further. He chuckled and removed them fast enough to catch a glimpse of you closing the bathroom door. He sat there zoned out for a while until he started picking up on your scent, immediately sitting upright. He brought the hoodie closer and hugged it tightly, satisfying himself by drowning in the smell of your perfume. He would be lying if he said it wasn't turning him on like crazy.
I'm so fucked... they're literally right there and I miss them already.
He gave a crooked smile to himself as he lost the remaining drop of his sanity within himself, getting rid of his pants and underwear, shifting his legs so he'd be sitting comfortably on his knees. He folded the hoodie and placed it between his legs, leaving his cock to rest on top of it. He almost wanted to feel bad about ruining it, but he had gifted it to you so it would be okay. He grabbed the upper part of the clothing piece and lifted it up to his face, hiding completely on it. He snapped his hips forward and made his cock rub against the material of it. If your scent had been intoxicating at first, right now it's stripping him away from every ounce of clarity. He inhaled deeply and nuzzled his face against it, whining. Viktor moaned your name and gasped, rutting on the hoodie as if he were an animal in heat. His eyes shifted to your underwear crumpled up on top of the bed inches away from him. His ears felt hot as he did his best to stop every nerve screaming at him to grab it. He breathed heavily and left space between his nose and the hoodie, letting himself grasp on all the oxygen he had just missed. He could feel his cock twitching against the clothing, beads of his cum dripping out of the tip of his dick, and staining the innocent hoodie in his arms. Everything felt hot and sticky, your scent like an aphrodisiac for his head to start spinning as he fucked your clothes faster. At that point he wasn't even trying to bite back his moans and whimpers, he might as well have yelled at the top of his lungs that he was humping your hoodie. He slipped his hand down his chest and lifted up his shirt for him to bite on the hem of it, letting his chest and tummy be completely exposed, his cock hidden away behind the piece of clothing. He let out a broken moan of your name as his back and eyebrows arched, cumming on the middle of your hoodie. As he was riding out his orgasm, dazed by the intensity of it and your scent still scrambling his brain, you slowly opened the door and stood frozen in your place as soon as you connected the dots and realized your boyfriend just got finished humping the clothes you just changed out of. He looked up at you with slanted eyes and a flushed face, his legs twitching and hands tightly grasping it. You walked closer to him and let your towel fall off your body, letting him drink you up like he always has. Viktor's mouth opened to speak to you but you were faster than him, shoving your underwear in his mouth as you pushed his chest and let him fall on his back. You straddled him and let his half-hard cock slip inside of your hole you had just stretched out in the shower. He bit on your underwear in his mouth and his hands flew up to grab your hips roughly, thrusting up to meet your movement. You moaned lewdly, your sex twitching at what had just happened all over again. You put both of your hands on his chest for support as he started fucking you and holding you still, making you take the relentless pounding of your hole. He let you see him gritting his teeth through his harsh bite on your underwear, his pace getting sloppy, signaling he was close. You kept his shirt up as you pinched at his nipples, using your other hand to touch yourself. It wasn't long before you came all over his dick with a long, choked-out moan, as he held you down and forced his own cum so far deep in your hole. His head fell back and he let his mouth hang open, drool sliding down the sides of his mouth, your underwear still in it. You slowly removed it and gave him an open-mouthed kiss.
I... think we need another shower.
Viktor's comment made you laugh as you collapsed on his chest.

The sound of footsteps slowly becomes louder and firmer behind you as your boyfriend approaches you and wraps his arms around your waist. He kisses your exposed nape and rests his chin on your shoulder as he nearly restricts your movement.
Good morning, honey.
Viktor gives you a groggy "mm" in exchange to your words as he peeks over to look at what you're making. You had to wake up early today and decided to make some food for the both of you, the meal sizzling on the pan. His arms tighten around you and you feel his breath by your ear, making you shudder.
I was looking for you in bed, thought you left.
His words are low and raspy from his morning voice. A small smile makes it's way to your lips as you turn your face to stare at his sleepy face. One of his eyes is barely open and he's frowning like he's infuriated. He definitely wasn't a morning person. You lean in for a kiss on his cheek and turn back around to check up on the food you were making. He makes a small noise of disapproval at the back of his throat and presses his body fully on your back. He feels warm from just waking up and his lips tickle your skin. He's distracting you on purpose so you pay attention to him and it's working. He moves his fingers towards yours and circles them around the ring fitly wrapped around your finger. He kisses his way down your nape to the top of your spine and nibbles on the side of your neck, over your shoulders, and reaches his head to kiss your jaw too. He moves his hands to caress your hips, going lower to your ass as he suddenly rubs his crotch against you. An involuntary moan catches up in your throat as you sneakily turn the stove off to prevent from catching the kitchen on fire while he toys with you. You can feel him smirking against the curve of your neck, the pace of his breathing increasing as he swiftly pulls down your pants along with your underwear to your thighs, slipping his hand beetween them.
You're dripping. Did I succeed on making your cunt used to me?
The tone of Viktor's voice is snarky on your ear, and before you can answer he cuts you off by licking it and biting on one of your earrings while he slides his fingers across your pussy. He spreads it lewdly and the cold air of the morning bites at your skin. Your hole twitches as he rubs your clit roughly. His body closes you in against the counter and his other hand makes his way to your chest, cupping one of your tits. He pulls up your shirt and tugs at your sensitive nipple, turning hard at the cold and the stimulation on your pussy. Your legs quiver as his fingers thrust in your hole, clenching down on them. He makes a comment about how tight you are while your eyes roll to the back of your head - it feels so good and it was way too much, his mouth closing in on your neck to suck, his fingers relentlessly plunging in your pussy and your tits being played with. He goes knuckle deep and your hands grasp the counter for something to hold on to at the assault. Your face turns redder as you catch the lewd noises your hole is making and you can feel how Viktor is enjoying the mess he's making out of you. Your insides clamp against his fingers and your clit pulsates as your orgasm hits you like a truck, with a high-pitched "daddy". Your squirt slides down on his hand and wrist, his arm holding you up so you don't fall and hurt yourself. You barely manage to catch up on breathing when you feel the tip of his cock slowly pushing in your, still throbbing, pussy. A loud moan ripples out of you when he bottoms out and his fingers, wet from your cum, slide in your ass. Your whole body feels like it's catching on fire - shaking and spasming like your limbs are turning into jelly. He snaps his hips against you and the force of it stings as it forces your tits to bounce. Your upper body is bent over the counter, Viktor using you like a fleshlight.
So.. fucking tight still. Maybe next time you- mm, won't leave me alone.
His words slur as his cock throbs inside of you, his fingers stretching out your ass. The noise of his skin slapping against yours, and the wet sound of your holes being abused is all bringing you over the edge. He brings his mouth down to your neck and bites. It hurts - it hurts so good your pussy tightens up around his cock and you're cumming for the second time. Your blood drips down your shoulder as Viktor's cum drips out of you. He licks the wound as he softly moans on your skin, taking his time to pull his fingers out of your ass. He spanks you and kisses the back of your head as he holds you up. You turn to look at his slanted eyes and smile.
You're such a meanie.
He smiles back and nuzzles your cheek with his nose.

The sound of footsteps slowly becomes louder and firmer behind you as your boyfriend approaches you and wraps his arms around your waist. He kisses your exposed nape and rests his chin on your shoulder as he nearly restricts your movement.
Good morning, honey.
Viktor gives you a groggy "mm" in exchange to your words as he peeks over to look at what you're making. You had to wake up early today and decided to make some food for the both of you, the meal sizzling on the pan. His arms tighten around you and you feel his breath by your ear, making you shudder.
I was looking for you in bed, thought you left.
His words are low and raspy from his morning voice. A small smile makes it's way to your lips as you turn your face to stare at his sleepy face. One of his eyes is barely open and he's frowning like he's infuriated. He definitely wasn't a morning person. You lean in for a kiss on his cheek and turn back around to check up on the food you were making. He makes a small noise of disapproval at the back of his throat and presses his body fully on your back. He feels warm from just waking up and his lips tickle your skin. He's distracting you on purpose so you pay attention to him and it's working. He moves his fingers towards yours and circles them around the ring fitly wrapped around your finger. He kisses his way down your nape to the top of your spine and nibbles on the side of your neck, over your shoulders, and reaches his head to kiss your jaw too. He moves his hands to caress your hips, going lower to your ass as he suddenly rubs his crotch against you. An involuntary moan catches up in your throat as you sneakily turn the stove off to prevent from catching the kitchen on fire while he toys with you. You can feel him smirking against the curve of your neck, the pace of his breathing increasing as he swiftly pulls down your pants along with your underwear to your thighs, slipping his hand beetween them.
You're rock hard. Did I succeed on making your dick used to me?
The tone of Viktor's voice is snarky on your ear, and before you can answer he cuts you off by licking it and biting on one of your earrings while he slides his fingers across your ass. He spreads it lewdly and the cold air of the morning bites at your skin. Your hole twitches as he rubs the tip of your cock roughly. His body closes you in against the counter and his other hand makes his way to your chest. He pulls up your shirt and tugs at your sensitive nipple, turning hard at the cold and the stimulation on your dick. Your legs quiver as his fingers thrust in your hole, clenching down on them. He makes a comment about how tight you are while your eyes roll to the back of your head - it feels so good and it was way too much, his mouth closing in on your neck to suck, his fingers relentlessly plunging in your ass and your nipples being played with. He goes knuckle deep and your hands grasp the counter for something to hold on to at the assault. Your face turns redder as you catch the lewd noises your hole is making and you can feel how Viktor is enjoying the mess he's making out of you. Your insides clamp against his fingers and your cock throbs as your orgasm hits you like a truck, with a high-pitched "daddy". Your cum slides down on his hand and wrist, his arm holding you up so you don't fall and hurt yourself. You barely manage to catch up on breathing when you feel the tip of his cock slowly pushing in your, still twitching, ass. A loud moan ripples out of you when he bottoms out. Your whole body feels like it's catching on fire - shaking and spasming like your limbs are turning into jelly. He snaps his hips against you and the force of it stings as it forces your body to be pushed forward. Your upper body is bent over the counter, Viktor using you like a fleshlight.
So.. fucking tight still. Maybe next time you- mm, won't leave me alone.
His words slur as his cock throbs inside of you. The noise of his skin slapping against yours, and the wet sound of your hole being abused is all bringing you over the edge. He brings his mouth down to your neck and bites. It hurts - it hurts so good your ass tightens up around his cock and you're cumming for the second time. Your blood drips down your shoulder as Viktor's cum drips out of you. He licks the wound as he softly moans on your skin. He spanks you and kisses the back of your head as he holds you up. You turn to look at his slanted eyes and smile.
You're such a meanie.
He smiles back and nuzzles your cheek with his nose.

The sound of footsteps slowly becomes louder and firmer behind you as your boyfriend approaches you and wraps his arms around your waist. He kisses your exposed nape and rests his chin on your shoulder as he nearly restricts your movement.
Good morning, honey.
Viktor gives you a groggy "mm" in exchange to your words as he peeks over to look at what you're making. You had to wake up early today and decided to make some food for the both of you, the meal sizzling on the pan. His arms tighten around you and you feel his breath by your ear, making you shudder.
I was looking for you in bed, thought you left.
His words are low and raspy from his morning voice. A small smile makes it's way to your lips as you turn your face to stare at his sleepy face. One of his eyes is barely open and he's frowning like he's infuriated. He definitely wasn't a morning person. You lean in for a kiss on his cheek and turn back around to check up on the food you were making. He makes a small noise of disapproval at the back of his throat and presses his body fully on your back. He feels warm from just waking up and his lips tickle your skin. He's distracting you on purpose so you pay attention to him and it's working. He moves his fingers towards yours and circles them around the ring fitly wrapped around your finger. He kisses his way down your nape to the top of your spine and nibbles on the side of your neck, over your shoulders, and reaches his head to kiss your jaw too. He moves his hands to caress your hips, going lower to your ass as he suddenly rubs his crotch against you. An involuntary moan catches up in your throat as you sneakily turn the stove off to prevent from catching the kitchen on fire while he toys with you. You can feel him smirking against the curve of your neck, the pace of his breathing increasing as he swiftly pulls down your pants along with your underwear to your thighs, slipping his hand beetween them.
You're turned on. Did I succeed on making your body used to me?
The tone of Viktor's voice is snarky on your ear, and before you can answer he cuts you off by licking it and biting on one of your earrings while he slides his fingers across your ass. He spreads it lewdly and the cold air of the morning bites at your skin. Your hole twitches as he rubs your sex roughly. His body closes you in against the counter and his other hand makes his way to your chest. He pulls up your shirt and tugs at your sensitive nipple, turning hard at the cold and the stimulation on your sex. Your legs quiver as his fingers thrust in your hole, clenching down on them. He makes a comment about how tight you are while your eyes roll to the back of your head - it feels so good and it was way too much, his mouth closing in on your neck to suck, his fingers relentlessly plunging in your hole and your nipples being played with. He goes knuckle deep and your hands grasp the counter for something to hold on to at the assault. Your face turns redder as you catch the lewd noises your hole is making and you can feel how Viktor is enjoying the mess he's making out of you. Your insides clamp against his fingers and your sex throbs as your orgasm hits you like a truck, with a high-pitched "daddy". Your cum slides down on his hand and wrist, his arm holding you up so you don't fall and hurt yourself. You barely manage to catch up on breathing when you feel the tip of his cock slowly pushing in your, still twitching, hole. A loud moan ripples out of you when he bottoms out. Your whole body feels like it's catching on fire - shaking and spasming like your limbs are turning into jelly. He snaps his hips against you and the force of it stings as it forces your body to be pushed forward. Your upper body is bent over the counter, Viktor using you like a fleshlight.
So.. fucking tight still. Maybe next time you- mm, won't leave me alone.
His words slur as his cock throbs inside of you. The noise of his skin slapping against yours, and the wet sound of your hole being abused is all bringing you over the edge. He brings his mouth down to your neck and bites. It hurts - it hurts so good your hole tightens up around his cock and you're cumming for the second time. Your blood drips down your shoulder as Viktor's cum drips out of you. He licks the wound as he softly moans on your skin. He spanks you and kisses the back of your head as he holds you up. You turn to look at his slanted eyes and smile.
You're such a meanie.
He smiles back and nuzzles your cheek with his nose.

    Choose to proceed!

    Viki, I don't know why I'm sad.
    Viktor shifts his head slowly to look at you, as you had been laying on his chest. He reaches out a hand for your sides and sits up gently, picking you up along with him and sitting you on his lap. He gets you comfy and wraps a blanket around the two of you, keeping you safe in his arms as he holds you tightly. He brushes his nose against yours and kisses it, cupping his hands on your face.
    I noticed. I'm right here in front of you baby, you can let it out.
    Your eyebrows furrow as you bite back tears coming up on your eyes, holding on to his shoulders. He softly pulls you closer and caresses the sides of your face with his thumbs, making you feel like you're the tiniest little bunny.
    Viki-
    Before you're allowed to utter another word, he closes the distance between your lips and kisses you shut. It's a soft, warm and gentle kiss that has your eyes overflowing with emotions in a matter of seconds. You go slack on his arms and let him hold you to his heart's content, his hands running over your back and massaging your scalp as he kisses your forehead.
    Shh, you're being a really good boy. Let it out. It's okay for you to be sad even if there's no reason to be.
    You're warm. Too warm. But his cold hands come in contact with your skin and fizzle, the harsh and heavy feeling from your chest dissipating while he caresses you and handles you like you're the most precious thing in the world. He holds the back of your head and gently rests it on his chest, the same hand staying to pat it and his other one going to your hand, letting you play and fiddle with his fingers. He wipes and kisses your tears away. His own warmth combined with yours feels like it's everything you've ever needed. Your lips gape in an attempt to speak but Viktor's faster than you.
    Shh Lan, I know. You don't need to say anything, yeah? just stay right here and sit pretty for me.
    He lifts your chin up as his honeyed words drop through your ears, filling your heart with happiness and fuzziness. He feels fluffy against you, his arms tightening to let you know he's still right here beside you. He's always gonna be here, no matter what. In the back of your mind, you know he's always gonna have your back no matter how hard the situation gets. But you know that, don't you?
    Your boyfriend rubs down your shoulders and kisses your jaw and lips, the softest pecks landing on your warm skin. He holds you and reassures you time and time again, one kiss after the other. He fully embraces you in his love and care.
    You're doing amazing. Now close these for me.
    He kisses your eyelids shut and leaves a tiny kiss on your lips after. He cradles you like a baby and hums quietly beside your ear, putting you to sleep. The last thing you remember before dozing off is the feeling of his lips on your head.

    Viki, I don't know why I'm sad.
    Viktor shifts his head slowly to look at you, as you had been laying on his chest. He reaches out a hand for your sides and sits up gently, picking you up along with him and sitting you on his lap. He gets you comfy and wraps a blanket around the two of you, keeping you safe in his arms as he holds you tightly. He brushes his nose against yours and kisses it, cupping his hands on your face.
    I noticed. I'm right here in front of you baby, you can let it out.
    Your eyebrows furrow as you bite back tears coming up on your eyes, holding on to his shoulders. He softly pulls you closer and caresses the sides of your face with his thumbs, making you feel like you're the tiniest little bunny.
    Viki-
    Before you're allowed to utter another word, he closes the distance between your lips and kisses you shut. It's a soft, warm and gentle kiss that has your eyes overflowing with emotions in a matter of seconds. You go slack on his arms and let him hold you to his heart's content, his hands running over your back and massaging your scalp as he kisses your forehead.
    Shh, you're being a really good girl. Let it out. It's okay for you to be sad even if there's no reason to be.
    You're warm. Too warm. But his cold hands come in contact with your skin and fizzle, the harsh and heavy feeling from your chest dissipating while he caresses you and handles you like you're the most precious thing in the world. He holds the back of your head and gently rests it on his chest, the same hand staying to pat it and his other one going to your hand, letting you play and fiddle with his fingers. He wipes and kisses your tears away. His own warmth combined with yours feels like it's everything you've ever needed. Your lips gape in an attempt to speak but Viktor's faster than you.
    Shh Lan, I know. You don't need to say anything, yeah? just stay right here and sit pretty for me.
    He lifts your chin up as his honeyed words drop through your ears, filling your heart with happiness and fuzziness. He feels fluffy against you, his arms tightening to let you know he's still right here beside you. He's always gonna be here, no matter what. In the back of your mind, you know he's always gonna have your back no matter how hard the situation gets. But you know that, don't you?
    Your boyfriend rubs down your shoulders and kisses your jaw and lips, the softest pecks landing on your warm skin. He holds you and reassures you time and time again, one kiss after the other. He fully embraces you in his love and care.
    You're doing amazing. Now close these for me.
    He kisses your eyelids shut and leaves a tiny kiss on your lips after. He cradles you like a baby and hums quietly beside your ear, putting you to sleep. The last thing you remember before dozing off is the feeling of his lips on your head.

    Viki, I don't know why I'm sad.
    Viktor shifts his head slowly to look at you, as you had been laying on his chest. He reaches out a hand for your sides and sits up gently, picking you up along with him and sitting you on his lap. He gets you comfy and wraps a blanket around the two of you, keeping you safe in his arms as he holds you tightly. He brushes his nose against yours and kisses it, cupping his hands on your face.
    I noticed. I'm right here in front of you baby, you can let it out.
    Your eyebrows furrow as you bite back tears coming up on your eyes, holding on to his shoulders. He softly pulls you closer and caresses the sides of your face with his thumbs, making you feel like you're the tiniest little bunny.
    Viki-
    Before you're allowed to utter another word, he closes the distance between your lips and kisses you shut. It's a soft, warm and gentle kiss that has your eyes overflowing with emotions in a matter of seconds. You go slack on his arms and let him hold you to his heart's content, his hands running over your back and massaging your scalp as he kisses your forehead.
    Shh, you're being a really good bunny. Let it out. It's okay for you to be sad even if there's no reason to be.
    You're warm. Too warm. But his cold hands come in contact with your skin and fizzle, the harsh and heavy feeling from your chest dissipating while he caresses you and handles you like you're the most precious thing in the world. He holds the back of your head and gently rests it on his chest, the same hand staying to pat it and his other one going to your hand, letting you play and fiddle with his fingers. He wipes and kisses your tears away. His own warmth combined with yours feels like it's everything you've ever needed. Your lips gape in an attempt to speak but Viktor's faster than you.
    Shh Lan, I know. You don't need to say anything, yeah? just stay right here and sit pretty for me.
    He lifts your chin up as his honeyed words drop through your ears, filling your heart with happiness and fuzziness. He feels fluffy against you, his arms tightening to let you know he's still right here beside you. He's always gonna be here, no matter what. In the back of your mind, you know he's always gonna have your back no matter how hard the situation gets. But you know that, don't you?
    Your boyfriend rubs down your shoulders and kisses your jaw and lips, the softest pecks landing on your warm skin. He holds you and reassures you time and time again, one kiss after the other. He fully embraces you in his love and care.
    You're doing amazing. Now close these for me.
    He kisses your eyelids shut and leaves a tiny kiss on your lips after. He cradles you like a baby and hums quietly beside your ear, putting you to sleep. The last thing you remember before dozing off is the feeling of his lips on your head.

    I need to tell you something Viki.
    His head tilts in curiousness as he shifts closer to you. He blinks slowly, a silent sign of reassurance.
    I hurt myself.
    His expression seems painful as he shuts his eyes tightly for a second before opening them back up. His lips pressed into a thin line, his eyebrows turned up in concern. He approaches you slowly and gently, your body unconsciously flinching at his touch. He slots himself against your chest and looks for your hands to hold. He forces your body to lean down on your bed and his hands find your hips to press, you know he means to tell you to stay put. He leaves momentarily coming back with a towel, two bottles of water, bandages, bandaids and a handful of small chocolates in a napkin. He lifts your lower body up to place the towel under you and extends it so it reaches down to your feet. He opens the napkin and grabs a chocolate to bring up to your lips.
    This is not necessa-
    He pushes the snack past your lips to keep you quiet and places his fingers under your chin to push it up gently, telling you to chew. There's tears accumulating at the corners of your eyes and they don't go unnoticed. He reaches up to kiss your forehead and goes back down to pull your pants off, but he keeps your underwear. His hand is ready to push your thighs apart but before he does it, he speaks.
    We have a safeword, use it if you need me to stop.
    You feel the cold air hit the insides of your thighs and close your eyes. You focus on the taste of the chocolate running over your tongue. He bites his lower lip as he eyes your hasty work of covering up your wounds. He uses the water to make the bandaids moist and peel them off without hurting you in the process. He knows your cuts are fairly recent so he rinses them until the blood around them is gone. He puts a finger around the area and stretches it so he can visualize the damage better. His lips inch closer to your skin and he pauses. You shift your hand and he moves to kiss your cuts. You're crying and your heart is aching, but he keeps kissing and licking off the droplets that peek from the contact. His free hand moves to take the cap off the second water bottle and lifts it up for you to take, without stopping attending your thighs with his lips. When you open your eyes, you're able to catch him swiftly wiping off his own tears. He stares silently, his eyes telling you to drink.
    It's okay. You're being a really strong boy.
    His voice grazes your ears like honey as he kisses your wet lips. He resumes his work once he rinses off your cuts a second time.
    Saliva on wounds is playing with fire, you know that?
    Your puffy eyes turn into crescents as a small smile pushes past your lips. He stares attentively and smiles back. His hands are gentle and soft as he peels off the back part of the bandaids and slowly puts them on. He makes sure they're angled right so they don't pull at your skin or your cuts. He kisses them one last time before patting your thighs. He moves the bandages further away as he sighs in relief that he didn't have to use those. You want to say you're sorry, but with his tender eyes looking straight at your soul, you find your voice unable to come out. You take two chocolates and put one in your mouth and the other in his as you pull him up. His arms dangle as he puts them down on your sides hastily.
    Wait, wait, the towel is very damp-
    You put your face on his neck and he stills completely. He gets the memo and embraces you tightly.
    I love you, that's why I do this for you. But I don't want you to romanticize it to the point where you harm yourself to get this, okay?
    Yes, thank you Viki.
    Very little words were shared in this occasion, but they're not necessary when your hearts are intertwined. Recovery is a linear process, you're bound to fall time and time again. It's all about being strong and believing you can do it. I am proud of you being one day clean, one week, one month, or one year.

    You fidget with your fingers slightly as you pick up Viktor's attention. He looks at you dearingly, giving you a small smile.
    I need to tell you something Viki.
    His head tilts in curiousness as he shifts closer to you. He blinks slowly, a silent sign of reassurance.
    I hurt myself.
    His expression seems painful as he shuts his eyes tightly for a second before opening them back up. His lips pressed into a thin line, his eyebrows turned up in concern. He approaches you slowly and gently, your body unconsciously flinching at his touch. He slots himself against your chest and looks for your hands to hold. He forces your body to lean down on your bed and his hands find your hips to press, you know he means to tell you to stay put. He leaves momentarily coming back with a towel, two bottles of water, bandages, bandaids and a handful of small chocolates in a napkin. He lifts your lower body up to place the towel under you and extends it so it reaches down to your feet. He opens the napkin and grabs a chocolate to bring up to your lips.
    This is not necessa-
    He pushes the snack past your lips to keep you quiet and places his fingers under your chin to push it up gently, telling you to chew. There's tears accumulating at the corners of your eyes and they don't go unnoticed. He reaches up to kiss your forehead and goes back down to pull your pants off, but he keeps your underwear. His hand is ready to push your thighs apart but before he does it, he speaks.
    We have a safeword, use it if you need me to stop.
    You feel the cold air hit the insides of your thighs and close your eyes. You focus on the taste of the chocolate running over your tongue. He bites his lower lip as he eyes your hasty work of covering up your wounds. He uses the water to make the bandaids moist and peel them off without hurting you in the process. He knows your cuts are fairly recent so he rinses them until the blood around them is gone. He puts a finger around the area and stretches it so he can visualize the damage better. His lips inch closer to your skin and he pauses. You shift your hand and he moves to kiss your cuts. You're crying and your heart is aching, but he keeps kissing and licking off the droplets that peek from the contact. His free hand moves to take the cap off the second water bottle and lifts it up for you to take, without stopping attending your thighs with his lips. When you open your eyes, you're able to catch him swiftly wiping off his own tears. He stares silently, his eyes telling you to drink.
    It's okay. You're being a really strong girl.
    His voice grazes your ears like honey as he kisses your wet lips. He resumes his work once he rinses off your cuts a second time.
    Saliva on wounds is playing with fire, you know that?
    Your puffy eyes turn into crescents as a small smile pushes past your lips. He stares attentively and smiles back. His hands are gentle and soft as he peels off the back part of the bandaids and slowly puts them on. He makes sure they're angled right so they don't pull at your skin or your cuts. He kisses them one last time before patting your thighs. He moves the bandages further away as he sighs in relief that he didn't have to use those. You want to say you're sorry, but with his tender eyes looking straight at your soul, you find your voice unable to come out. You take two chocolates and put one in your mouth and the other in his as you pull him up. His arms dangle as he puts them down on your sides hastily.
    Wait, wait, the towel is very damp-
    You put your face on his neck and he stills completely. He gets the memo and embraces you tightly.
    I love you, that's why I do this for you. But I don't want you to romanticize it to the point where you harm yourself to get this, okay?
    Yes, thank you Viki.
    Very little words were shared in this occasion, but they're not necessary when your hearts are intertwined. Recovery is a linear process, you're bound to fall time and time again. It's all about being strong and believing you can do it. I am proud of you being one day clean, one week, one month, or one year.

    You fidget with your fingers slightly as you pick up Viktor's attention. He looks at you dearingly, giving you a small smile.
    I need to tell you something Viki.
    His head tilts in curiousness as he shifts closer to you. He blinks slowly, a silent sign of reassurance.
    I hurt myself.
    His expression seems painful as he shuts his eyes tightly for a second before opening them back up. His lips pressed into a thin line, his eyebrows turned up in concern. He approaches you slowly and gently, your body unconsciously flinching at his touch. He slots himself against your chest and looks for your hands to hold. He forces your body to lean down on your bed and his hands find your hips to press, you know he means to tell you to stay put. He leaves momentarily coming back with a towel, two bottles of water, bandages, bandaids and a handful of small chocolates in a napkin. He lifts your lower body up to place the towel under you and extends it so it reaches down to your feet. He opens the napkin and grabs a chocolate to bring up to your lips.
    This is not necessa-
    He pushes the snack past your lips to keep you quiet and places his fingers under your chin to push it up gently, telling you to chew. There's tears accumulating at the corners of your eyes and they don't go unnoticed. He reaches up to kiss your forehead and goes back down to pull your pants off, but he keeps your underwear. His hand is ready to push your thighs apart but before he does it, he speaks.
    We have a safeword, use it if you need me to stop.
    You feel the cold air hit the insides of your thighs and close your eyes. You focus on the taste of the chocolate running over your tongue. He bites his lower lip as he eyes your hasty work of covering up your wounds. He uses the water to make the bandaids moist and peel them off without hurting you in the process. He knows your cuts are fairly recent so he rinses them until the blood around them is gone. He puts a finger around the area and stretches it so he can visualize the damage better. His lips inch closer to your skin and he pauses. You shift your hand and he moves to kiss your cuts. You're crying and your heart is aching, but he keeps kissing and licking off the droplets that peek from the contact. His free hand moves to take the cap off the second water bottle and lifts it up for you to take, without stopping attending your thighs with his lips. When you open your eyes, you're able to catch him swiftly wiping off his own tears. He stares silently, his eyes telling you to drink.
    It's okay. You're being really strong, little star.
    His voice grazes your ears like honey as he kisses your wet lips. He resumes his work once he rinses off your cuts a second time.
    Saliva on wounds is playing with fire, you know that?
    Your puffy eyes turn into crescents as a small smile pushes past your lips. He stares attentively and smiles back. His hands are gentle and soft as he peels off the back part of the bandaids and slowly puts them on. He makes sure they're angled right so they don't pull at your skin or your cuts. He kisses them one last time before patting your thighs. He moves the bandages further away as he sighs in relief that he didn't have to use those. You want to say you're sorry, but with his tender eyes looking straight at your soul, you find your voice unable to come out. You take two chocolates and put one in your mouth and the other in his as you pull him up. His arms dangle as he puts them down on your sides hastily.
    Wait, wait, the towel is very damp-
    You put your face on his neck and he stills completely. He gets the memo and embraces you tightly.
    I love you, that's why I do this for you. But I don't want you to romanticize it to the point where you harm yourself to get this, okay?
    Yes, thank you Viki.
    Very little words were shared in this occasion, but they're not necessary when your hearts are intertwined. Recovery is a linear process, you're bound to fall time and time again. It's all about being strong and believing you can do it. I am proud of you being one day clean, one week, one month, or one year.

    The bright lights of the supermarket hits both of your eyes as you walk in. Viktor's hand slightly squeezes yours, his hatred for crowded places creeping up his spine. You squeeze back and look at him as the tension on his shoulders lessens. He lets go of your hand momentarily to pick up a grocery cart. He moves and puts his free hand behind him, doing the reaching thing with his hand signaling he wants to hold yours. You chuckle at him and rush to grab his hand.
    You're so silly.
    Viktor laughs back and whispers a muffled "I know". You walk past the halls slowly and accumulate whatever groceries you need. Including jalapeños. And cheese. Lots. Don't forget about the noodles too. Oh and the fried chicken. As you make your way to the fruits and vegetables place, he points at something.
    That god forsaken melon.
    You stare at the sliced up melon and laugh loudly at his words. You cling on to his arm and chat until you hit the corner of the supermarket. You still want to look for something you can cook yourself, so you decide to split.
    I'm gonna check something out over here, you stay where you are.
    He makes a comment about how you sound like a dad reprimanding his kid and laugh along the way. He leans on the cart and looks around for something to entertain him while he waits for you, as he doesn't feel like going on his phone. He catches a man making his way out of a hall with a bunch of flowers and he follows the direction where he came from. His mind suddenly reminds him of that one video he saw saying something along the lines of "may he ignore other boys like he ignores the flower section". He shudders and walks towards it to look for nice flowers. He picks up a bouquet of nice scented ones of your favorite color and a few small white ones that are similar to lillies, perfectly arranged. He's proud of himself until he realizes you told him to wait at his place. He moves around trying to find you amongst other people but he gives up midway. He leans against the cart again and sulks, still keeping an eye out for you. On your side, you found his spot empty and shook your head. You make your way close to the cashiers and notice his head peeking out. His back is turned to you but once you step closer he moves to look back as if he sensed you. His face lightens up and he reaches out his arm to hug you sideways. You notice the flowers sticking out of the cart and your eyes soften.
    Aww Viki, did you get those for me?
    He scratches his nose nervously as he nods his head. You thank him with a kiss and both of you move to the cashiers.
    You know, I've never been good with putting stuff in bags.
    You look at him with an eyebrow raised, remembering his failed attempt of trying to stuff anything in a bag.
    It's okay, I got you.
    You hit his chest softly and chuckle. He passes the items to you and you get them in bags, then pay up and he carries them. He kept the flowers out to give them to you. As you walk back home a sudden thought hits your head.
    We didn't buy lube...
    He looks at you blankly for a second before letting out:
    I guess we'll be using spit tonight.
    Your mouth widens and you hit his arm, embarrassed. The walk back is full of laughter and little kisses.

    The bright lights of the supermarket hits both of your eyes as you walk in. Viktor's hand slightly squeezes yours, his hatred for crowded places creeping up his spine. You squeeze back and look at him as the tension on his shoulders lessens. He lets go of your hand momentarily to pick up a grocery cart. He moves and puts his free hand behind him, doing the reaching thing with his hand signaling he wants to hold yours. You chuckle at him and rush to grab his hand.
    You're so silly.
    Viktor laughs back and whispers a muffled "I know". You walk past the halls slowly and accumulate whatever groceries you need. Including jalapeños. And cheese. Lots. Don't forget about the noodles too. Oh and the fried chicken. As you make your way to the fruits and vegetables place, he points at something.
    That god forsaken melon.
    You stare at the sliced up melon and laugh loudly at his words. You cling on to his arm and chat until you hit the corner of the supermarket. You still want to look for something you can cook yourself, so you decide to split.
    I'm gonna check something out over here, you stay where you are.
    He makes a comment about how you sound like a mom reprimanding her kid and laugh along the way. He leans on the cart and looks around for something to entertain him while he waits for you, as he doesn't feel like going on his phone. He catches a man making his way out of a hall with a bunch of flowers and he follows the direction where he came from. His mind suddenly reminds him of that one video he saw saying something along the lines of "may he ignore other girls like he ignores the flower section". He shudders and walks towards it to look for nice flowers. He picks up a bouquet of nice scented ones of your favorite color and a few small white ones that are similar to lillies, perfectly arranged. He's proud of himself until he realizes you told him to wait at his place. He moves around trying to find you amongst other people but he gives up midway. He leans against the cart again and sulks, still keeping an eye out for you. On your side, you found his spot empty and shook your head. You make your way close to the cashiers and notice his head peeking out. His back is turned to you but once you step closer he moves to look back as if he sensed you. His face lightens up and he reaches out his arm to hug you sideways. You notice the flowers sticking out of the cart and your eyes soften.
    Aww Viki, did you get those for me?
    He scratches his nose nervously as he nods his head. You thank him with a kiss and both of you move to the cashiers.
    You know, I've never been good with putting stuff in bags.
    You look at him with an eyebrow raised, remembering his failed attempt of trying to stuff anything in a bag.
    It's okay, I got you.
    You hit his chest softly and chuckle. He passes the items to you and you get them in bags, then pay up and he carries them. He kept the flowers out to give them to you. As you walk back home a sudden thought hits your head.
    We didn't buy lube...
    He looks at you blankly for a second before letting out:
    I guess we'll be using spit tonight.
    Your mouth widens and you hit his arm, embarrassed. The walk back is full of laughter and little kisses.

    The bright lights of the supermarket hits both of your eyes as you walk in. Viktor's hand slightly squeezes yours, his hatred for crowded places creeping up his spine. You squeeze back and look at him as the tension on his shoulders lessens. He lets go of your hand momentarily to pick up a grocery cart. He moves and puts his free hand behind him, doing the reaching thing with his hand signaling he wants to hold yours. You chuckle at him and rush to grab his hand.
    You're so silly.
    Viktor laughs back and whispers a muffled "I know". You walk past the halls slowly and accumulate whatever groceries you need. Including jalapeños. And cheese. Lots. Don't forget about the noodles too. Oh and the fried chicken. As you make your way to the fruits and vegetables place, he points at something.
    That god forsaken melon.
    You stare at the sliced up melon and laugh loudly at his words. You cling on to his arm and chat until you hit the corner of the supermarket. You still want to look for something you can cook yourself, so you decide to split.
    I'm gonna check something out over here, you stay where you are.
    He makes a comment about how you sound like a parent reprimanding their kid and laugh along the way. He leans on the cart and looks around for something to entertain him while he waits for you, as he doesn't feel like going on his phone. He catches a man making his way out of a hall with a bunch of flowers and he follows the direction where he came from. His mind suddenly reminds him of that one video he saw saying something along the lines of "may he ignore other people like he ignores the flower section". He shudders and walks towards it to look for nice flowers. He picks up a bouquet of nice scented ones of your favorite color and a few small white ones that are similar to lillies, perfectly arranged. He's proud of himself until he realizes you told him to wait at his place. He moves around trying to find you amongst other people but he gives up midway. He leans against the cart again and sulks, still keeping an eye out for you. On your side, you found his spot empty and shook your head. You make your way close to the cashiers and notice his head peeking out. His back is turned to you but once you step closer he moves to look back as if he sensed you. His face lightens up and he reaches out his arm to hug you sideways. You notice the flowers sticking out of the cart and your eyes soften.
    Aww Viki, did you get those for me?
    He scratches his nose nervously as he nods his head. You thank him with a kiss and both of you move to the cashiers.
    You know, I've never been good with putting stuff in bags.
    You look at him with an eyebrow raised, remembering his failed attempt of trying to stuff anything in a bag.
    It's okay, I got you.
    You hit his chest softly and chuckle. He passes the items to you and you get them in bags, then pay up and he carries them. He kept the flowers out to give them to you. As you walk back home a sudden thought hits your head.
    We didn't buy lube...
    He looks at you blankly for a second before letting out:
    I guess we'll be using spit tonight.
    Your mouth widens and you hit his arm, embarrassed. The walk back is full of laughter and little kisses.

    Your feet turn to the left as you grasp onto each other. He places a hand on your lower back and slightly pushes you forward. He holds your hand and looks back at you as you walk down a flight of stairs. The path redirects you to a clearing with a nice view of the rest of the city. It’s mid afternoon by the time you get there and the sky is turning a beautiful golden shade.

    There’s a small bench that only fits one of you and before you can even open your mouth, Viktor is sitting you down on the aforementioned bench as he sits on the floor. You feel your cheeks warming up at his gesture and tighten up your legs in exchange. He notices this and raises his eyebrows as he squints his eyes in a teasing manner.

    That’s pretty cute, doll.
    He taps your knee and turns his head as you both hear the tiniest, sweetest meow. He coos at the small kitten and cups his hands to pick it up. It jumps on his hand and rubs itself against his thumb. Viktor smiles wildly and widens his eyes at the act of cuteness from the cat.

    Holy shit it's so fucking tiny!! Look!!
    He lets the little cat hop away as he focuses on your smile, his cheeks flaring up. He reaches into his pocket and pulls a folded paper from it. You stare at him in curiousness as he moves on the floor, still sitting.

    It was a drawing of you as a doll. You recognize the pet name he uses on you and you can feel your blush coming up all the way to your ears. You're grateful and impressed.
    But you don't know how to dr- SHUT THE FUCK UP

    He stands up to make his way to you and towers over you, cupping your face and leaning down to kiss you. His lips have the faintest taste of mint as he slips his tongue into your mouth. His fingers twitch on your skin, making you feel warm all over. Viktor pulls away leaving behind a string of saliva connecting you both.
    It’s almost like… I melt every single time I see you smile. It’s not fair you’re this perfect. Let’s move from here, I’d like a little less open.

    You can hear the raspiness in his voice indicating he’s seeking you. Like a prey to his hunter, you submit and take his hand. Your shaky legs don’t hold you up and his hands grip your hips roughly in an attempt of saving you from falling. You gasp and he gasps back, your face gently raising up to meet his slanted eyes. He smirks at you and moves you so you can walk with him, dragging his head down for his lips to meet your wrists.
    What a clumsy bunny.
    You hear him whisper under his breath, on to your skin.

    Viktor's jaw is clenched shut as he walks with you. It'd be a lie if you said you didn't find it attractive since he's holding back from ravishing you right here where you stand. You nearly trip over your own feet since he's practically dragging you, he barely even notices before looking at you apologetically and slowing down the slightest bit. As you continue your path towards your place, there's a bystander that has been staring at you for quite long before you came into his view. You can feel Viktor's hands tighten up around your waist and look up to meet his stern face glaring daggers at the guy that just opened his mouth to stop you both. You couldn't register what he even said before a hand came around the back of your neck and pulled you behind Viktor's side.

    They're perfectly fine with me, that's my partner.
    Now do me a favor and leave us alone.
    Before the other man can even get his words out, Viktor has already moved you from the spot oddly quickly. He suddenly starts shoving you to your side, towards an alleway behind a pillar.
    Viki? My house isn't over here what are y-
    He shuts you up by kissing you roughly. His tongue breaches past your lips and slips over your own. He's panting and his hands on your waist are shaky from the anger he feels at this moment. You've always known him as the jealous type, but somehow seeing it happen in front of you is making it reach your core. Your chest is heaving from the kiss as he parts away and grips your jaw instead, forcing your mouth open. Viktor is looking at you expectantly as if waiting for your approval to take you right here and right now.

    Viktor spits in your mouth and closes it up. He wastes no time in getting his hands all over you, touching under your clothes and reaching out for whatever skin he can feel. He holds you and turns you around, pressing you up against the wall. He rubs his hard cock on your ass and just with that your legs start trembling. You know he’s not capable of holding himself back so he will fuck you right here. He bites on your neck hard enough you’re whining in pain as you hear him unbuckling his pants. You try to pull your own underwear down but your hands are too shaky, and although his are too, he’s desperate to get into you. He leans his chest fully on your back and completely covers your body, keeping you away from the cold air biting at your skin. He rests his chin on the crook of your neck and cusses as he stuffs two fingers inside of you. He opens your hole roughly and without you being ready, so it makes you loudly moan. He chuckles in your ear and tells you to get ready for more. Viktor lines his cock with your hole and slides in as he licks your ear. He moans and hisses at how tight and warm you are around him, the fact that your boyfriend is fucking you like an animal in a fucking alleyway just because he’s jealous is driving you insane. Your sex aches for more and you back up to him, trying to get him deeper. You nearly almost regret that since he grips your hips hard, you’re sure they’ll bruise, and thrust up into you in short but deep strokes. It feels like he’s-
    I’m gonna breed you, right here right fucking now. I’m gonna s-stuff you full and make you walk… with my cum inside
    There it was, what you had suspected. Your mind is clouded and your vision is hazy as you can only feel your hole getting fucked roughly and your body being lifted up by his thrusts. It’s such overwhelming pleasure that you claw onto the wall. Amidst your dreamy rough public sex session, both of you hear footsteps approaching. There is a big enough pillar situated in front of you that covers you both, but the rush of the possibility of getting caught is making you see double.

    Your boyfriend hugs you from behind and gets impossibly closer, sticking his cock further deep inside. He’s holding your hole open and it feels like you could burst at any moment. You do your humanly best to keep quiet but he licks your ear and bites it as he starts moving again. He thrusts in long strokes, taking his time with him hitting your ass again.
    V-Viktor… ahhnng sto-p-
    You can feel him grinning against your skin while he goes faster. That little shit. He’s fucking you so good it feels like you’re gonna cum all over yourself and make a mess.
    Hehe… Let them hear you, let them know who’s fucking you this good, I’ll k-kill them all right after.. hhmnf.
    He drops his hands to your ass and squeezes, gripping it apart and exposing your hole taking his cock to him. You can hear his shuddering breath and feel his cock twitch inside of you. But you do fail to notice how his head is turned to the side, staring straight at the freak guy’s eyes and covering you up. He’s enjoying this act of pure debauchery, with someone right beside us. But you’re enjoying it too and he can tell by the way your legs are shaking. He keeps licking your ear and playing with it with his tongue, making you unable to hear anything but him, his quiet moans and the thrumming sound of your heartbeat. The person is now gone and now he’s full on breeding you and ripping the skin from your neck from how much he’s biting it. You’re dizzy, warm, so filled up you can almost feel his dick in your tummy. Your knees are weak and everything shakes. He lifts up a hand and brings it back down to impact on your ass, making a loud noise. You have to cover your mouth sideways to quiet down your whimper. The squelching noises from his cock thrusting in and out of your wet hole are lewd, obvious, and so fucking loud. You keep getting wetter and wetter from how good he’s fucking you. Viktor wraps his hand around your hip and snakes it down to finally touch your sex, he ensnares it with his fingers and licks your ear one more time.
    F-fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna a-ahhn breed you full… Yeah that’s… fucking right I’m gonna make you my bitch..
    You can’t hold back a second longer and cum instantly after hearing him. He holds onto you and props you up as he’s practically folding your entire body and rutting into you like a dog in heat. He pushes deep and stuffs you full of his cum. You’re out of your consciousness, but he holds you to ride down your orgasm and keep fucking you for a while longer. He kisses your lips and puts both of your clothes back in place, then bends down to pick you up on his back and carry you home.

    Viki?! Stop! Not here. You need to stop.
    He grits his teeth and kisses you again before putting distance between you both. He leans against the wall and crosses his arms beside you, looking forward. You know he didn’t like that, but who are you guys to fuck in a public place like this? Viktor leaves space between his arm and his torso for you to hook your own arm, then moves on to continue the way home. He stops at your doorstep and touches around his pockets, realizing he had left his phone.
    Wait for me inside, I’ll run to get it.
    You nod at him and he kisses you once more before turning his back on you and going on the path you just came from. You go inside your place and sit down, swearing you’ve seen Viktor use his phone while on the way here. You touch your jaw where he had held it just earlier and space out. You hear a knock on the door not long after and get up to meet your boyfriend. He walks in normally, giving you a peck and a crooked smile while he leaves his phone on your table. You fail to catch a glimpse of his bloody knuckles or the dirty knife sticking out of his pocket.

    Your feet turn to the right as you grasp onto each other. He places a hand on your lower back and slightly pushes you forward. There’s a breathtaking beautiful beach in sight, although it is autumn it’s warm and nice on your skin. Viktor moves you both faster and dips on the sand. It’s spongy and soft beneath your feet. He holds your hand and looks back at you as you walk through the sand.

    There’s a fleeting thought in your head and as soon as your hand squeezes his to talk he opens his mouth.
    Wouldn’t it be nice if we got some ice cream?
    His head turns completely to look in your eyes as they widen.
    You just read my mind, Viktor.

    He grins widely and stops to kiss your forehead before resuming your track to the ice cream stand. Viktor instinctively reaches out and pulls you behind him as he orders for both of you. You move your free hand and play with the hem of his sleeve where he’s holding your arm. You see him smirk slightly and listen to the sound of his voice resonating as he thanks the vendor. He turns to you and holds the ice cream out, proud of it.

    It looks exactly like us somehow.
    Viktor points his finger towards it and holds it closer to his face. He gives it a small lick and brings it closer to your lips. With a shy smile, you stick your tongue out and lick the ice cream with him. It’s tasty and refreshing, slides down your throat easily and soothes it. Although it is giving you a bit of brain freeze. He chips at the cone before throwing the useless rest away and catches you off guard by slipping his tongue over your lips. It’s cold and wet, tastes like the ice cream you just had. Your cheeks and ears turn completely red as you try to process what he just did.

    Oohh, did I break my own partner? Oh no…
    Here, take this.
    He hands you a pink slushy which you can only guess is strawberry flavored. Viktor walks along beside you and stares at the moon. You hadn’t realized it turned this late. You can only look at him radiating under the moonlight. There hasn’t been a moment like this where you could experience so much peace and happiness. You get warm all over again at the thought of him being yours.

    Your trance gets snapped by a stranger calling out to both of you.
    You guys look like one of the cutest couples I’ve ever seen! I was wondering if, you’re okay with it, I could take a picture of you?
    The girl standing in front of you with a camera kept batting her eyelashes at Viktor and although he paid no mind to her but was looking at you instead, you couldn’t help feeling the sharp tang of jealousy. You both agreed to have your picture taken and posed for it. While he smiled at the camera, his arm was protectively over your torso and he made sure it was noticeable.

    The girl scurried away after giving you both the photo she just took, tripping over her own feet. You frowned to yourself as you kept walking to a more secluded and dry area. It was a nice settlement under some trees that would surely give a good shade during the day. There was a modern table set up and you rested your butt on it as you crossed your arms. Viktor came closer and rubbed your legs while trying to look for your gaze to hold it.

    You’re jealous, aren’t you? Come on baby, I’m literally right here taking you out on a date. I don’t care about some random freak girl at all.
    His voice was as reassuring as his words were and he held out his arms for you to lean in. What will you do?

    You lean in to hug Viktor and he puts his arm around your own. He holds you tightly against him and shares his warmth with you. He cups your face as he pulls away slightly to kiss you, you can still taste the remains of the ice cream you've both shared on his tongue. He removes his hands from your face and places them on your lower back. He takes your lips in one more time before fully moving his hands to grope your ass and play with it. He smirks against the kiss when he feels you lean onto his chest further. He moves and backs up on a wall so he can rest his back as he keeps squeezing your ass.
    Hmmn baby... I could do this all day. I'm all yours, so why don't you... do a little favor for me?

    The honey in his voice tells you all you need to know before he even whispers in your ear his naughty wants. Viktor holds the side of your face with one hand and unbuckles his pants with the other. He looks at you lovingly and teasingly, taking pleasure in watching you struggle to not look down where he's getting his hands. He displaces his hand from your face to your ass one more time and uses the other one to free his cock from his boxers. He doesn't even bother pulling them down all the way, but instead leaves them by his thighs. You start tracing your fingers down before he stops you and grabs your wrist.
    Don't use your hands, use your mouth. Let me fuck it so I can show you how much I belong to you.
    You couldn't help but moan at his words, although you were still losing your damn mind. You leaned on his neck and bit down to mark it, making Viktor chuckle and give you a cunning side smile. He hurries you along and makes you drop on your knees, specifically telling you to put your hands down on your thighs. He grabs the hair from the back of your head and pushes his cock into your mouth, you choke and gag around it as it hits the back of your throat. Your fingers twitch trying to grab onto his legs but remind yourself you can't so you take a sharp inhale from your nose and try to take his cock as deep as you can. He moans loudly enough to have him biting down on his lip and fucking your mouth faster. Your drool is dripping off the sides of your stretched lips along with Viktor's precum. He roughly drags your head back, leaving only the tip touching your lips as a way to let you breathe. You stick out your tongue and lick along the length collecting every drop of your own saliva on it. You give small licks to the tip and a kiss before he drags it off completely and thrusts it back in. It makes you gag a second time, but he pushes you through it and holds you tight with your nose against his pubes. You're choking, gasping, the slightest movement away from throwing up and yet he holds you still. He moans and whimpers deeply, making it resonate with your core that your mouth and throat are giving him this much pleasure, even when on the edge of breaking. He gives your head a little nudge and you can feel his cock breach your throat completely, taking him up to the hilt. You can hear him chuckle in disbelief.

    You're such a fucking whore! Look at you, taking m-my cock so fucking deep. How could I ever want anyone else?
    He gasps as your throat closes up around him when he speaks, making him pull your head back fully. You cough and breathe heavily trying to find some comfort for how rough he's being on your mouth. Viktor pats your head and holds your chin with his fingers to lift it up for you to look at him, you're blushing madly but you try your best to hold his gaze as that cunning smile returns. He raises his eyebrows at you in a quick motion as a way of telling you to keep sucking. He holds your head steady and pushes his cock in your mouth. Third time's the charm, so when you do a particularly hard sucking motion around him he curses and pulls on your hair harder.
    Y-yeah, fuck just like that. Keep going, I'm gonna cum...
    You try your hardest to repeat what you just did but it's difficult when there's so much pressure around your throat. You choke and gag, pushing Viktor over the edge. He holds you hard and still, dumping all of his cum straight down your throat while moaning lewdly. He moves you back and forth right after just to get you to clean up the leftover cum. He fully pulls out of your mouth and leans down while holding your chin up to kiss you. He slips his tongue in your mouth and tastes himself in it. He pats your head and stuffs his cock back into his boxers as he laughs at how you can't stand up. He decides to not do anything about your aching sex and instead acts as if you were a little toy. Which you are.

    Yeah, you're right.
    You lean in to hug Viktor and he puts his arms around your own. You hold up a hand to his neck and one on his back, enveloping yourself in a warm hug. You raise your head up and look forward as he leans his head down to your neck.

    You slowly pull a knife out of your bag and hold it up to his nape, letting him feel the cold blade but shushing him before he says anything he could ever say.
    You're mine, Viktor. Mine. Mine only. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

    You quickly stop in your tracks as you remember what you’ve had in your bag all along. A genius idea comes up in your head as you take a step towards him and play with his waistband teasingly.

    L-Lan? What’s gotten into you? I mean n-not that I mind but we’re kinda in public here…
    He puts a hand up to cover his face and holds your shoulder, trying to get you to stop fiddling with his pants. You smirk up at him and walk forward on the way back to your place. He notices this and grips onto you as a way of taking your attention, looking into your eyes confused as ever.
    I appreciate the date idea Viki, but I have a little something for you that might be better.
    He’s completely baffled out of his mind as he just stares dumbfounded at the floor and keeps getting dragged by you. There are small yelps of your name and complaints being let out.

    As soon as you reach the door of your place, you make him trip back on himself and put your hands on both of his shoulders. You press up against him and put your lips on his, giving him an open-mouthed kiss as he’s gasping your name.

    You pull away and leave him breathing heavily and shuddering under your touch. His skin is as warm as his face and he follows your lips trying to kiss you again. You put a hand on his chest and push him back enough to have him whining.
    Lan... Hey, Lan. Lan?
    You make a shushing noise as Viktor turns to look at you rummaging through your bag, trying to find the item you had in mind to use: the cat ears. He stares blankly after seeing them in your hand and presses his lips together in embarrassment.

    Wh- You seriously can’t be thinking of making me wear that?!
    He flushes beetle red under your intense gaze. You weren’t backing down on what you brought. Those ears were going on him whether he wanted it or not.
    Viki~ come here~
    You lean closer and push up your chest against his. He's heaving, warm, and embarrassed to death. Viktor holds your wrists as they struggle to go up to his head, for you to place the cat ears on top. His fighting back is worthless as you manage to put them on.

    Lan… Please this is so embarrasi-
    You cut him off by kissing him roughly, gripping on his hair under the cat ears as he whimpers at your action and how you’re handling him. You force him to go down on his knees by pushing on his head and shoulders, you follow him as you kiss him to keep him quiet.
    L-Lan… fuck…
    He cusses lowly to himself as he completely sits on the floor with his legs spread. You take a step back and direct him exactly how you want him to be. He puts his hands down on the floor in front of him and spreads them as he looks up at you.
    You look so good like this Viki~
    You admit loudly and you can hear his breath picking up even more as he moans lowly. He’s getting off on being praised like this, though he’s frowning and sulking.

    Off with your top, Viki, now.
    He frowns even harder and obeys, taking off his turtleneck and snapping back into the position you told him to be in. As much as he’s stiff, his position is not the only thing that is. He arches his back further as you approach him to run your hand down his skin. He shudders and whines under his breath at you stepping back one more time.

    Take your pants off. Don’t fuss.
    You demand him sternly, as you could see his mouth starting to twitch to tell you there’s no way in fucking hell he’s gonna do that. He goes arguably easily, pulling his pants down and sitting in only his boxers and these cat ears. He can’t seem to hold your gaze anymore and he closes his eyes, baring his teeth and clenching his jaw. He feels so embarrassed he could almost die on the spot.
    Somehow I h-have the feeling you’re gonna try to…
    put me in a skirt or something.
    He stutters out his words while clawing at the floor just to hold himself and his pride up.

    You get behind him and hold his hips steady so he stays in the position you told him to be. You lift his chin up and snap a collar around his neck. He tries to wriggle around, running from it, but he immediately gets shut down by you. He moans and writhes on your grasp as his hips thrust upwards. You bite his nape and pinch his nipples as you rest your head on his shoulder.
    A-ah! Lan!
    He whimpers loudly, his thighs twitching. You get up and scratch his back as you go making him whine like a wounded little dog. You start undressing and stepping closer to his face. Viktor's eyes light up in pleasure seeing you come forward with your sex right in his face.
    Suck.
    He lifts himself up with his arms and sticks his tongue out to lick you. He sucks on your most sensitive spot and circles around it. He licks along the rest of you and lets his spit roll down. Viktor's hand reaches out as he palms himself through his boxers, tight as they are, he closes his eyes and enjoys your taste and the feeling of his own hand on his cock. Your sex is dripping on his lips and he sucks it all up, the mix of those lewd noises and Viktor's moans are loud. You thrust your hips onto his face and he twitches where he sits, the vibration of his moans feeling amazing between your legs. You remove it from him and he whines uncontrollably until he nearly chokes on his own spit from you slapping his face. He looks up at you teary-eyed and with a red cheek as you place yourself back in his mouth. He sucks and licks, lapping at your wetness and using the tip of his tongue to rub against you.
    M-master.. hmnf
    He whimpers breathily against your sex and it’s that what brings you over the edge and on to your climax. You cum hard and a generous amount. Viktor licks it up as he knits his eyebrows together when you place a hand on the side you had slapped just now.

    It's your turn now, Viktor.
    You lean down and touch his cock through his underwear feeling his cock twitch at you saying his name. This makes you smirk and lean against his back one more time, pulling it all off. He sits bare before you and you can't keep your hands to yourself so you put your fingers in his mouth to get what remains of your cum and pull them out to circle his hole with them. He shudders and twitches up, his cock leaking even more precum than before. Viktor shakes in your hands and falls apart completely once you put a finger inside. He's incredibly warm and tight, his rim catching on to where your finger and knuckle meet. His insides clench as he moans loudly, his shoulders contracting and letting you see his back fully.
    L-Lan, master, fuck! A-ahhnn more!
    He whimpers tripping over his own words as he drools all over himself. His cock jumps up when you add another finger, spreading him open and scissoring them inside, his ass feels velvety and welcoming around your fingers. Viktor chokes on his moans and becomes louder as you move them faster and stroke his cock, he's thrusting up to your hand like he's imagining fucking you instead. You move up and down as if trying to reach for something, hitting his sweet spot. He practically yells in pleasure, his voice breaking down and sounding hoarse. You prop yourself up as you finger fuck his ass fast and hard, turning his face with your other hand to kiss him. He moans loudly against your mouth and you lick off his drool along with the tears he's letting out. You hold his jaw and look in his dazed eyes.
    Hhnnngg.. it f-feels so gooooood!!
    His mouth spreads wide open and waiting for you, acting like a starved man for some water. You spit in it and thrust your fingers upwards hard, holding his hair as his orgasm ripples through him. His head hangs low while he continues whimpering and whining completely fucked. You pull your fingers out of his ass and it makes a lewd squelching noise, to which his cock twitches in response.
    Good boy~
    He looks up through his bangs with a fully flushed face and red bitten lips, but he manages to give you a slight smirk.