(kinktober day 10- thighs, lowkey only did this because im like all thighs 😔 like im only a b cup MAX)
James was a hella touchy boyfriend, the kind of boyfriend who couldn't keep his hands off of you, like EVER like constantly his hands would always be on you no matter what. Most of the times you two where cuddling together and he would put you in his lap, stroking your inner thighs gently while scrolling on his phone or watching a movie on the tv before eventually falling asleep, his face buried in your neck. But no matter what, he always tried to touch you at any moment, his hands were always reaching for you, either stroking your thighs or just holding you all up right against him, he always wanted your skin to be against his and he craved it desperately. Normally when you two were together, it was after both of your guys' work and since you came home earlier than him he would always come home and just collapse on your lap or hug you tightly mumbling something about how annoying someone at work was and how much he missed you. And then he'd probably make dinner while you lazed on the couch or showered (because you made breakfast) and he would set up food while you changed and you too ate dinner together, since he normally finished food first he would then go shower. And both of you were cuddle on the couch together, and he would continue to keep his hands glued to you and your thighs; and sometimes (a lot of the times) it would lead to more. And if it didn't, you'd just fall asleep in his arms, and he'd pick you up take you to bed and sleep next to you, and if he feel asleep first, you would just stay asleep on his lap, he'd be fine if his legs go numb for one night. Speaking of thighs, he loved your thighs so so so much. The kind of love where his hands wanted to always stay on your thighs, where he loved squeezing your thighs like they were squishies, where when you were having he would always eat you out first just so he could feel squished between your thighs and nip your inner thighs too, he loved it so much, mmm he loved thighs.
Today was a pretty boring day for him at work, and if he was being pretty honest, it was a pretty horrible day; he really needed to see you. As soon as he came home and saw you sitting on the couch, he dropped to his knees and buried his face in-between your thighs "oh baby" he mumbled, his voice muffled from your warm skin. You were wearing shorts so his face was pressing directly against your soft skin as he sighed. "darlingg mph" he kicked his shoes off, his socks following as he tossed them carelessly; his tie followed as he started to unbutton his white button-up shirt. "mm was your day good? how was work?" but he clearly wasn't interested in hearing it, he just wanted to let you know he was listening, even if he really wasn't. He looked back up at you, from your thighs, then looked back down against your thighs, nuzzling against your inner thighs again. He took his shirt off entirely now, starting to pull off your shorts "is this mkay?" but your shorts were already at your knees as he put your legs on his shoulders while he continued to stay on both of his knees beneath you while you were sitting down. And he slowly pulled your shorts and underwear off in one clean go. His lips hovered near yout ghish before nipping and bitting at your sensitive skin there "mph mine" he sucked your soft skin and was sure that it would leave a mark that you would feel. His lips followed upwards to your heat and kissed your clit softly; his arms gripped your outer thighs gently to move them tighter around his head, suffocating his face between your thighs in the best way possible. "mm i love-mmm" he goes back to nipping at your thighs, the edge of his nose brushing against your clit. "Oh, mm how are they so soft" his hands come from under squeezing your thighs from under softly watching as they moved when he squeezed them. He slowly started to lick your folds, up and down and up and down, teasingly and slowly "mmm" then his tongue finally went inside, and he started slowly but surely using his tongue to explore inside of you, his tongue pushing in and feeling your walls and your wetness and arousal and feeling it all around his tongue and taste buds. He really really wanted to your thighs, but he would take his sweet time with you, he would always take his sweet time with you. He kept eating you on, and he really wanted to do it over and over and on and on, but he had to give you that pleasure you were waiting for, mmm in some way at least. He pulls away his lips dripping with your wetness as he licks it up off his fingers and face; "mkay baby, lie down", as you lay down he crawled on top of you, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down to his feet, struggling to kick them off of him and just letting it hang off the edge of the couch that he was currently pinning you down to. As he positioned himself near your thighs, he leaned in to whisper in your ear "mm i need to take what i want darling i need it" he pushed your thighs together, then he pushed his in-between your thighs, watching as your thighs squeezed his thick 9inches whole; then he pulled out until only his tip was squished between, then continued to push further in to the ends, then pulled out again then in, slowly and slowly. As he pushed down then up the rim of his base brushed against your clit and your folds as his pace slowly but surely quickened. He leaned down to kiss your thigh then picked up the pace, starting to slowly get a bit more rough, his going back and forth and back and forth but going at an evil pace so you could feel every single ridge of his go through your inner thighs, slide away so it was just his sensitive tip them feel the fullness of his again, it was so fucking sensational. He started to go faster so his hips slammed against your thighs, and faster and faster, slamming his hips against your thighs in a large "thwack" sound of skin hitting skin as he let out a groan out pleasure feeling his brush against your already sensitive red clit.