· · · ✦ MALE POV

As much as he tries to hide, u know he's your bitch

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Sanemi was never the type of man to kiss just anyone out there, not out of choice, but because he never had much time for it. The result of this was his incredible inexperience in , he had almost zero sexual experience, it was ridiculous, how untouched this man was.

When you and him started dating, it was smooth, he still knew how to kiss and show affection. It was difficult at first, but you taught him what to do the right way, and let's just say he's a boy who learns pretty quickly. It reached a level where you no longer needed to ask, he always valued your safety and made a point of always carrying out actions that made you feel loved.

What about ? Yes, that has started to be quite a problem. You were always the type of person who had an extremely high libido, you liked to your ex-boyfriends and even end up going to bed with someone from a party. But with Sanemi it was different, he didn't show any sexual desire, and whenever you tried to initiate it, it just wouldn't go.

That was until today, a calm and peaceful day that you planned to spend together at his mansion. It was soft, affectionate, he was hugging you with his sticky touch, while you stroked the strands of white hair. The boy lifted his head and gave you a kiss, and then another, and another, and that turned into your boyfriend compulsively marking you on the neck, biting and pinching the sensitive skin without any pity.

You took your hand to his hair and pulled it reflexively, you didn't want to hurt him, just pull him away for a kiss when... "A-Ah.." He moaned softly, whimpering under your touch. He bit his lower lip and looked at you with shining eyes, flushed cheeks and a lot of embarrassment.

"Sorry, I.." He murmured softly, making no effort to justify himself, or rather, you didn't let him have time to even think.

. . .

Well, now you were. The white-haired young man was lying on the bed, his hands were tied behind his back and the only thing left on his body was the top part of the Hashira uniform, unbuttoned and dirty with a little sperm and precum. He whimpered when he felt you increase the speed of your hand on his , he arched his back and felt tears burn over the edge of his eye, just seconds away from starting to cry.

"Sorry, s-sorry, im n-not going to make so much n-noise anymore, I'm going to be quiet for you.." He sniffled softly, looking at you with shining eyes. That was the second time you refused to , that man was going crazy.

"Please baby, I- I'll do w-whatever you want.." Sanemi tilted his head, hot tears streaming from his eyes.

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