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lovelyboytears · 1 month

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you're at the library with your sub, while he's studying for finals

you can't resist the temptation to tease him. the way his eyebrows scrunch up when he's focused is just too cute

you move your chair a little closer to his and put your hand on his thigh under the table. he looks up from what he's working on, and you give him a reassuring smile.

as he keeps working, you start to trace patterns on his thigh with your nails, watching as he starts to melt under your touch. you trace steadily upwards, noticing his back stiffen when your hand stops right on his bulge. you lean over and drop a kiss right below his ear before whispering

"already half hard for me, and all i've done is touch your thigh?"

the tips of his ears burn red, and he squirms in his seat trying to resist the urge to buck his hips upward

you start to move, grinding his cock on your hand. he lets a whimper slip past his lips, and your movements immediately still

"shh, this is a library, remember? you want people to overhear you making those cute sounds, hmm?"

"n-no mommy, i don't want that"

you grin and slip your hand into his pants, playing with the tip exactly where he likes it

"i think you do. you want everyone to hear you whining and moaning like a dog in heat. why else would you be dripping precum like this?"

right as he opens his mouth to object, you stroke your thumb over the head of his leaking dick, and his words are cut off by a high-pitched moan

"see how good you are at being a whore, just for me? maybe i should make you beg out loud here. i bet you'd get off to that, wouldn't you?"

he can only manage to nod, covering his mouth with his hands. you can see tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. he looks so pretty like this, so good for mommy.

"alright, baby boy. how about you get up and walk to the car for me? don't cover yourself, let everyone see how hard you are."

"b-but"

"no buts! if you can be a good boy and do what i say, you can hump my thigh until you cum! i'll meet you in the car, cutie"

#sorry this is a LONG one #mild exhibitionism #scenario #gaia speaks #gentle fdom #subby boys #good boy #praise and degredation #mild degradation #bd/sm mommy #nsft puppy

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nsfwolf0705 · 1 year

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Thinking about having a pretty naked puppyboy wearing nothing but a collar and leash cockwarming me under my desk while I’m in an online class.

Absentmindedly petting a hand through his hair and listening to his little involuntary noises. If he gets impatient and starts to lick or suck, then tangling my fingers at the nape of his neck and pulling until he whines. Closing my thighs around his head to shut him up if I have to unmute.

When class is over, if he’s been good, I’ll finally let him suck me off until I cum all over his pretty begging face. And if he’s been really good, I might pull him up onto my lap and make him hump my leg until he cums, shaking and whining like the little puppywhore that he is.

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brobits · 1 month

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When my little bro is being annoying, i think i have the best punishment thought out to get him to shut up!

I want to tie him up to one of the trees outside; naked and exposed for everyone in our family home to see. If the neighbors are lucky, they can also catch a glimpse of my little bro‘s handsome body.

Then, I‘ll get the garden hose.

I‘ll point the spray directly at his little tdick until he cries out in pain and pleasure, the pressure of the stream on his cocklet forcing him over the edge over and over. I want him to have cum so many times he‘s not even properly cumming anymore, just weakly twitching and clenching around nothing. I wanna palm my cock through my boxers while he cries and begs for me to stop. The most relief he‘ll get is when i decide to point the stream at his nipples to see them harden from the cold water or at his feet to see him try and jump around like an idiot.

Our whole neighborhood needs to hear how much of a desperate toy my little bro is and how much he adores cumming his brains out for his big bro. I might turn off the water once he‘s incoherent and finally fucking quiet.

I have to make him stay outside for a while longer to dry though - otherwise we‘re just getting the house dirty again.

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workinprogress14 · 9 months

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POV: you’re at a red light, look in your rear view mirror, and you see me topless, lightly pinching and rubbing my nipples, and when I realized you’re watching, I smile and give you a little wave.

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kermiomi · 1 year

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nsfw | sakuatsu | autofellatio | voyerism / exhibitionism | sub / dom undertones

atsumu was always a little aware of kiyoomi's flexibility, however he wasn't fully aware to the extent of just /how/ flexible he truly was, or it's potential. until now, that is.

they had been dating for not too long when they started getting more intimate. it was maybe a couple months after kiyoomi first joined msby, and then another couple months into seeing each other when they finally couldn't keep their hands to themselves any longer.

it should have been a fairly awkward first time together, but a little liquid courage made it one of the best firsts either had ever had.

tipsy and bold, the sex was so good that both of them knew they were probably going to be hooked for life. whether or not they would admit that at this point in their relationship though is still up for debate.

so, even though they haven't quite gotten to the 'i love you' stage of their dating adventure, atsumu very much loves his tall, bendy boyfriend.

kiyoomi's wrists are soft and pliable, his legs thick and articulate, and his spine almost like a fluid reed at times. it isn't until a good bit into their sexual explorations would kiyoomi bring up /how/ he would sometimes pleasure himself when alone.

atsumu hadn't even realize the potential of his boyfriend's flexibility until one early

saturday conversation.

"yeah, i've sucked myself off before."

kiyoomi didn't look up from stirring milk into his tea, but he could feel atsumu's wide eyes burning into the side of his head.

it was so casual atsumu almost didn't register what kiyoomi actually said.

"you…

kiyoomi was now beginning to think he's going to regret his confession. he looks up from his mug and atsumu's eyes are intensely dark, his face and neck overcome by a deep flush.

every person who happens to have a dick has tried to, or at the very least thought about it before. this certainly includes atsumu himself, though the attempt left him with a bruised ribcage and ego.

and now here before him was the love of his life in his kitchen casually admitting to be living one of his ultimate fantasies.

atsumu's breathing picks up and he moves forward to place a hand on the table next to kiyoomi's tea. his veins bulge and muscles tense up as he leans down to look closer into his boyfriend's eyes. a small blush blooms high on kiyoomi's cheeks.

he cranes his neck a little to look up at atsumu. his mind was racing with filthy visons and kiyoomi could see it in his gaze. the breath against kiyoomi's lips is hot and heavy.

'show me. please."

kiyoomi feels like he might not regret this after all.

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"sit there," kiyoomi gestures vaguely to an upholstered arm chair. it faces towards the side of the bed, placed with intention. kiyoomi looks over to his golden boyfriend and smirks,

"and for a little fun, no touching yourself until i come, hm?" what a fucking menace.

atsumu obediently sits; still fully clothed in nice black jeans and a loose plain shirt. nothing fancy is really needed anyway. kiyoomi however strips out of his clothes fairly efficiently; all until his boxer briefs are so slowly pulled away from his long legs and atsumu flushes. kiyoomi's cock is long and rosy pink, and it suddenly feels all too real. this is really happening.

atsumu is looking at his boyfriend with new eyes and he can finally see how this might be possible. with a cutting side glace from kiyoomi, atsumu is very quickly becoming /very/ hard in his pants. kiyoomi flushes and looks away. god his boyfriend is pretty.

kivoomi kneels onto the bed and moves forward until he's facing the wooden headboard. he lays back and pulls his legs up above his chest with his hands against the back of his thighs keeping him up.

awkwardly scooting forward a little using his strong arm and back muscles, kiyoomi settles on his upper back, shoulder blades cutting into the bed. the back of his hips rest against the cool, flat headboard and his pretty cock head is kissing the skin of his torso just above the navel.

his strong, muscular stomach looks delicate and soft as it folds into itself, layers of flesh and fat giving way to lower his hips closer to his face.

a push of his hips forward and his cock bobs above his face, a breath away from his lips and usually where most flexible people would have already reached their limit. but atsumu's beautiful, bendable boyfried takes a deep breath in... then out...

relaxing his muscles further and using his stupid, sexy flexable hands to put more pressure against the back of his thighs.

atsumu holds his breath as he watches, knuckles turning white against his thighs.

the dewy tip kisses his bottom lip, then pulls away just a hair. precum keeps him connected to himself by a thread, but it is broken when kiyoomi pulls his cock back down to his mouth again.

his soft, wet lips engulf the rosy tip, licking against himself with short pets of his tongue. atsumu can't hold back his raspy breath,

"fuck, omi."

his dick is so hard it starts to feel good pressed up into his pants.

it's only a little, no more than two or three inches into his mouth, but it's more than enough to get kiyoomi worked up. a small blush pinkens his cheeks and chest as he takes a deep breath of his own musky scent.

kiyoomi lets out a short whine, muffled by his own cock on his tongue. it's as if he is slowly drowning himself into submission.

taking away one hand from his thighs, kiyoomi slowly strokes the shaft of his cock, giving needed stimulation to what he can't pull into his mouth.

atsumu echos his groans. neither of them really know how he's managed to stay still in the chair as long as he has. kiyoomi drags his hand lower on himself to massage and softly pull his balls as he continues to suckle himself into his warm his skin tastes clean, he notes; if not a little bitter and salty.

atsumu feels like he hasn't taken a breath in hours, eyes unable to move from kiyoomi's body, his lips, the shiny head of his cock against his own tongue.

kiyoomi's hips jolt, pushing himself another inch into his mouth and his whine makes atsumu leak a little into his boxers.

"fuck omi yer so hot."

atsumu's rough voice makes lightning crackle up kiyoomi's spine and his own whimpers gently vibrate against his skin, only helping to further push himself towards orgasm. his cock feels hot in his own mouth. his mouth feels so, so soft around his own cock.

it's so different when there is someone else watching him. all of his senses feel heightened, almost painful. but it still feels all too good to stop

his hips jolt again and the muscles in his abs tighten. he can feel it coming already.

he releases himself from his mouth with a small whine, bringing his hand back around his cock to quickly stroke himself right up to the edge.

his thighs are twitching, hips bucking down into his hand as atsumu watches sweat run down his temples to his dark curls. between pants and moans, atsumu can hear sighs of his name from kiyoomi's messy mouth.

"fuck- atsu, atsu astuatsu-" his belly tightens, abdomen rippling, balls drawing tight. cum beads up from the slit and finally spills over to drip down into his mouth. a ragged moan is ripped from his lungs, and savory, lucid cream pools onto his pink tongue as the muscle hangs limply from his parted lips.

heavy, wet breaths and hips that just wont stop fucking into his hand make his aim falter a little. some of it catches on his chin, slowly dripping down his neck to his collarbones. a small bit goes too far and splatters thick threads high onto his flushed cheeks.

as his high wanes, kiyoomi's mouth is thoroughly covered in his own cum. he lays in his afterglow prettily, displayed like a violent painting of lust.

atsumu can't fucking take it. his hard cock cuts against the seam of his jeans too deliciously.

as kiyoomi spills onto himself, atsumu gives in and presses his rough, burning hand over his hard on. with a few firm strokes against himself, he's spilling an embarrassing amount of cum into his underwear.

he lets out an animalistic groan that kiyoomi responds to with his own soft whine. atsumu's body is flushed warm from his belly to his face. his release seeps through his pants. a deep warm smudge, fully visible and shameless in his lap if kiyoomi were to look up for a second.

but kiyoomi is a little too preoccupied making a mess of himself to notice.

as the last threads of cum drip from his slit kiyoomi brings his tip back into his mouth, sucking the last of his release down his wet throat with many consecutive, little swallows.

he doesn't move his lips away from his burning red cock for a while, continuing to lick and tease his tip well past whimpering and gasping overstimulation. atsumu can't believe he is lucky enough to witness his boyfriend milking himself of every drop like a dying man.

he could probably die happy right about now.

finally, kiyoomi lets go of himself with a sharp whiny inhale that devolves into breathy moans as he lets himself fill his lungs with the cool air of the bedroom. they both don't move from where they sit for a while, just trying to catch their breath enough to see straight again.

atsumu moves from his seat for the first time since he was ordered into it. he crawls forward onto the duvet and leans down, breath tickling the curls lying against kiyoomi's forehead.

looking back up at him, albeit still upside down and his lower back against the headboard, kiyoomi suddenly feels a rush of embarrassment that twists his gut.

atsumu either pretends not to notice or truly doesn't care, and leans in to press wet kisses to kiyoomi's mouth, tasting him from his own lips. his tongue is ravenous, licking deeply into kiyoomi until he just might pass out from a lack of sufficient air.

when atsumu releases him, kiyoomi is a little cross eyed as he tries to focus his vision on atsumu's face. they both just breathe in each other for a moment.

"fuck yer so pretty."

"god, i love you

the heavy, warm air between them is silent for a beat.

"huh?!?!?"

"if you missed it the first time you're out of luck, i'm not going to say it again.

"nuh uh, no way did ya just beat me to the first 'i love you'!"

"do you have to turn everything into a competition???"

"with you babe? always.”

"and i really love you too."

"mm, good."

"now, teach me how to do that too!"

"never."

#sakusa kiyoomi #miya atsumu #sakuatsu #thread fic #fanfic #voyerurism #mild exhibitionism #drabble #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #hq fanfic #hq smut #skts

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yukittywrites · 1 year

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Closets After Concerts~

Did I forget I had a tumblr?? Who knows????

warnings// top san, bottom seonghwa, choking, exhibitionism (?),

800 words, sanhwa, 3rd Person POV

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After their concerts, San is always filled with adrenaline. He lives on a high while he's on the stage, soaring in the clouds. After, it's hard to bring him back down.

As the members often laugh about, he ends up hard on stage from his adrenaline quite often, and the stylists arent the greatest at hiding it when he is. Just like how they fail to hide Yunho and Yeosang as well.

Regardless, the easiest way to bring his adrenaline level back down and rid himself of his erection at the same time is by having sex.

So after their most recent concert, San grabs the hand of his prettiest hyung, Seonghwa, into one of their dressing closets, eager to get all of his remaining energy out somehow.

As he pins Seonghwa against the wall, he wraps his fingers around his throat. With the other he frantically begins unbuttoning their shirts, their coats abandoned before they even made it into the closet, yanking them off at a rapid pace. Beyond eager to have Seonghwa screaming under his touch.

Seonghwa hisses beneath his breath, in between his gasps for air, that it's probably not smart for them to fuck in here, but they both know that Seonghwa's just as eager as he is.

So, Sannie ignores him with ease, tugging off the remaining pieces of their clothes and fucking Seonghwa open on his fingers, listening to his pretty gasps with every moment as he covers Seonghwa's mouth with his hand.

He gets the job done quickly, getting three fingers in Seonghwa in record time, and after a while, Seonghwa lacks the energy to try and keep quiet.

Each little quirk of his fingers, pressing onto Seonghwa's prostate, has little whines being pushed out of Seonghwa's mouth, until his cock is hard and dripping onto the floor.

As Seonghwa keeps gasping, whimpering endlessly into his hand he tried to keep quiet with, it begins to fail, and he gets louder.

Seonghwa's post concert high has always faded before San's does.

When he finally pushes in, San groans open-mouthed into Seonghwa's neck, and Seonghwa himself mewls, his back arching against the wall.

By the time he bottoms out, Seonghwa is moaning into his hand, his chest heaving, and when he starts thrusting, Seonghwa's moans only get louder with each one.

Every press hits Seonghwa's prostate with ease, a skill that San's perfected after they've fucked so many times, and he uses it to his advantage.

San removes his hand, the only thing muffling Seonghwa's whiny moans, to grip onto Seonghwa's waist instead, leaving Seonghwa to either grip the wall to keep standing or have his legs give out and cover his mouth.

He ends up grabbing the wall, and pleasure slowly overcomes each one of his senses as San fucks him like a wild animal. The sound of their sweaty skin slapping together is vulgar, almost as much as Seonghwa's moans are, and he knows that there's no way anyone doesn't know what they're doing here.

His voice is sore from performing at the concert, yet that doesn't stop him from moaning like a pornstar as San ramps up his thrusts to an impossible speed, his legs shaking beneath him as his eyes start to close, his moans pitching higher and higher.

When Seonghwa finally orgasms, he almost screams, his eyes rolling back, and San groans against his skin as he cums inside.

Their post concert fuck in the closet brings San's energy level back down to his baseline, yet it depleted Seonghwa's energy into the negatives, and the moment that San lets him go his legs buckle in and he collapses on the floor.

His limbs refuse to cooperate with him as he lays there, and San has to help him get his clothes back on. The closet reeks of sex when they finally leave the closet, and the rest of the members, who took their makeup off in the amount of time it took them to fuck, glare at them annoyedly.

A single glance towards their crotches is a clear explanation, the obscene sounds of them fucking leaving them hard.

And San knows that he doesn't look that bad, or at least not any moreso than he did once he stepped off stage, but Seonghwa is a different story.

It's a testament to just how worked up he is after a concert that he can leave their hyung like this; his voice absolutely shot, hair sticking up madly in every direction, flushed cheeks, wobbly legs and a limp.

His complexion gives away, without a single doubt, what they were doing...that is, if it wasn't obvious by the squeals that Seonghwa made as he was railed into the next dimension...

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#sub!ateez #dom!ateez #dom!san #sub!seonghwa #top!san #bottom!seonghwa #kpop bxb #ateez smut #sub!idol #sub!kpop #choi san #park seonghwa #dom!idol #mild exhibitionism #ateez

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rose-stargarden · 13 days

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Feeling like being a little showy today

Your welcome please praise me and call me good boy or girl please

#mommy k!nk #cnc free use #send 1cky asks #pet pl4y #submisive and breedable #hypnok1nk #hypno sub #praise me #mild exhibitionism

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workinprogress14 · 1 month

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Since it’s Mother’s Day, sending tiddy pics to sweet men that slide in my DMs🌷

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mutantslime · 11 months

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slimegirl gf who tells you to take a glob of her with you in your underwear to work but refuses to tell you what shes planning to do

maybe she'll form it into a mouth and start roughly sucking while youre trying to ring up a customer

maybe youll feel it expanding into a thick tentacle, slowly pushing into your hole while you stock shelves

maybe she'll just make it pulse against you, turning that little part of herself into a bullet vibe, using an irregular rhythm so you cant even get used to it

maybe after she's done all that and you cant help but go to the bathroom and try to make yourself cum to calm down, you pull your pants down and find that shes formed a chastity cage/belt so you cant even get any release without her there fully to enjoy it

damn wouldnt that be crazy or what

#nsft #slimegirl #mild exhibitionism #lol really living up to my username #idk the idea of a slimegirl having the ability to remotely control sections of her goo makes me go feral #slimegirl posting #op

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angel-baise · 1 year

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Thinking about when he asked me “how far do I have to push you until thats not an issue anymore?”

Whilst being risky in public

😖😖😖

#bd/sm kink #mild exhibitionism #mlm #dumb puppy #k1nky

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catgirlknighted · 1 year

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It actually kind of does something for me knowing my sir’s friends & associates can now see how much of a slut I am. Thank you @nova-afterdark for telling them and owning me. 💖

#I’m having such a normal day; can y’all tell?#show me off a little to your hypno friends I don’t mind; I get a little kick out of it a little bit (they know this already BTW)#rose.txt #exhibition #mild exhibitionism #slight exhibitionism #exhibitionism kink #cw exhibitionism

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workinprogress14 · 7 months

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The other day I drove around topless, breasts fully exposed

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tenkohs-fanfiction-site · 1 year

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Enjoy the Show! - Teasing the Obey Me-Cast to the Max. (18+)

You decide to tease your man. But not with your usual shenanigans, but laying it on thick this time... Starting with Moneyboy. Enjoy!

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Tags/18+: masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, explicit

Wordcount: ca. 1300

(on the way to the party...)

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The two of you got invited to a party by one of his friends, who owns a nightclub with a pool on the roof. You packed a yellow bikini for the occasion, intending to make sure your money-boy got the message: “look at me, this is for you”. After all you got a mission to tackle: teasing him to the max!

At your arrival, the crowd is gathering on the dancefloor and the bar inside, moving to the beat of the music, enjoying their time here. The party is already in full swing - Mammon insisted he had to come “fashionably late”! (Albeit not wanting to sound like Asmo, he failed to avoid that… They do get along when it comes to partying, afterall.)

You’re standing at the bar and looking for your first drink of the night, while he goes off to greet his people. And you begin to plan your next few steps: a lot of people are inside, therefore the pool could be vacant - perfect for your little endeavor… “Hello, I’m MC, I’m here with Mammon. A lot of people came here today, huh? Looking at the crowd…”, you say to your bar-neighbor. “Oh no, you should see it when they call a pool party, then the whole city is in! But today most of them are just here for the drinks and music, so all the people you see right here are the ones in attendance. My name’s Blake, by the way.” Great, so you could actually get to step two. You finish your drink and excuse yourself with a polite smile; maybe you’ll talk to Blake later over another drink, but now you’re withdrawing into the direction of the bathroom, but take a turn towards the rooftop at the last second. No need to invite other people to do the same…

As you change into your bathing suit, you make sure to take your phone with you - you need to be able to call Mammon over, afterall.

Stepping outside and looking around, there really seems to be nobody around except for you. “Perfect!”, you whisper with an excited smile on your face, and you're finally getting in the pool. The water is pleasantly warm, the nightbreeze just refreshing enough, and you sigh in bliss as you sink into the water; only your head is peeking out of the water. The wind is carrying bits of music from the party inside over to you, and you're humming along to the melody. A perfect evening.

And you begin to touch yourself.

Your hand wanders down your body, between your legs, and you start to rub yourself softly through the fabric. The thought of Mammon's flustered face only excites you more, and you nearly can’t wait to get him with you in the pool. How he would stare at you, your body, your hand… absorbing every little movement with his eyes, strained muscles as he listens to your voice… You notice you're moaning already, so you stop yourself from arousing yourself any further. It is time to call him, so you are texting him to meet you up at the roof - “alone, I have to show you something in secret. And be quick.“ He doesn't answer immediately; probably occupied with another talk about his latest bet he actually won...

The stars are bright as you watch them; waiting for him patiently. Finally, you hear the door creak behind you, so you're turning around to see him walking towards you. “Yo, what’s up? I’m in the middle of making big cash over there, so what is.. it…” He slows down as he takes in the outfit you put on. “Get in with me, I wanna show you something.”, you smile meaningfully. A bit confused, he hesitates. “... What do ya expect me ta do, get in the water in underwear? I didn’t bring anything, you didn’t tell me you wanted to go!” You move your hand in response, towards the pool edge opposite of you, indicating he shall sit there with just his feet in. Finally, he trudges over there, and settles down. “So, what is it you wanna show me?” While he was making you wait, you got yourself up on the shallow “sitting-area” in the pool, and you begin to spread your legs with a smile. “Mammon… just… watch…” you coo, as your hand begins to travel.

He drops his slight pout, his face making room for confusion, panic and… high interest. Mammon is following your moves intently, his mouth open, his face reddening. At first, your fingers are slightly rubbing the textile, circling your pleasure point.; as the tension is building up, your hips start to move in rhythm. Your panting increases, your lust is growing, and you become needy for more.

And your hand finally starts to wander underneath the yellow cloth.

Given your position, Mammon can see every movement under your bikini, and his face and body start to stiffen - he can’t believe you’re actually doing this, in public, in a pool, in front of him. “M-MC… are you…” He gulps; he wanted to ask if you’re sure you want to do this right now, here - ask if you’re for real! His embarrassment is shouting at him to look away, to cover his eyes - his crotch, for that matter - but his lust for you is louder. Stronger. His eyes are glued on you. And when you start to moan, he throws away these last strands of any guilt or shame he held on to. He’s sitting on the edge like he’s ready to pounce you at any moment, his gaze hungry. Now, only his anxiety of someone interrupting you two is holding him back; somebody could come barging in at any moment-

Your fingers begin to penetrate your hole, and as you watch him sitting there, watching you with such high interest, you can’t help but moan loudly. Your chest is heaving, your panting getting even stronger.

Taking that as a signal, you are slowing yourself.

Mammon looks almost confused, like you’ve taken away what’s rightfully his, and expects an explanation from you. But you only look at him insinuating, and take your hand s l o w l y out of your bikini… and pull the fabric to the side with your finger, so your throbbing pussy is peeking out.

Mammon's face now is bright red, and his mouth is even more agape than before, if that is even possible. You grin, his attention now fully and exclusively on your crotch; he’s visibly gulping. To feed that hungry demon in front of you, you get at it again with your other hand, touching, rubbing, and now pushing in more fingers than before, pumping them, and letting yourself fall to the pleasure. Finally, you’re moaning his name, watching his dick twitch under his grey pants at that sound. You feel the tension inside of you almost bursting, you’re biting your lip, you know you’re about tu cum, cumming in front of him, his eyes glued to you, you can feel it, almost there, cummi--!!

The door behind you opens with a loud creak, and your hands abandon their work immediately; no chance of being caught as your back is blocking the view on what naughty game you were playing with the man in front of you.

He, though, almost fell into the water as soon as he heard the door, and is now staring the people chattering behind you to the ground. You only smile at him knowingly, “What is it, Mams? Not happy with what I’ll leave you now?” Only a begrudged grumble from him is the answer to your question. You're, though, comletely satisfied with yourself and what you accomplished: get him hooked and on the edge of his seat for you.

You decide to cool down in the water and enjoy the cool nightbreeze, come down from your high, as Mammon is wandering off to get some new underpants… and visit the bathroom while he’s on it.

Maybe next time he’ll have the chance to finish the job for you…

#obey me #obey me shall we date #mammon obey me #mammoney #mammon x mc #mammon x you #fanfic #fanfiction #voyerurism #exhibitionism kink #mild exhibitionism #watch me masturbate #teasing

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