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Sanemi was stubborn, and you were currently trying to convince him to let you do something. It wasn't an extreme idea, you just wanted to give him a facial, a mini one at the least. You weren't a professional, it was really an excuse to touch his face and take care of his skin. He refused the idea because 'it was girly', but the excuse appeared to be his way of shying away.
After repeatedly, and annoyingly asking Sanemi several times, you were both now sitting on the edge of your bed as you continued with the persuasion. "Come on, you'll feel so good." You were grabbing onto his arm while sitting next to him, inching closer, and shaking him back and forth as you spoke.
Sanemi didn't budge, he avoided your gaze by turning his head in the opposite direction but didn't put in any effort to remove his arm from your grip. "It looks gross, I don't want it on my face." He replied while looking towards the wall.
You sighed and began working the touch of your hands up his t-shirt sleeve, gliding your fingers down the scars on his shoulder. "You don't want me to sit on you and touch your cute face." You bribed him, continuing to touch the new area of skin.
The sensation of your fingertips tapping and tracing his scars made his body twitch, but he didn't respond this time.
If Sanemi had fallen to the point of the silent treatment, there was only one last idea that might be convincing enough. The shock factor from an unexpected phrase usually flustered him to where he would be wrapped around your finger. "Please baby?" You whispered softly in his ear, pulling yourself in closer by his shoulder.
It seemed to work.
Sanemi jerked away from you in surprise not only from the phrase but the sudden softness in your voice. "Fine, I'll do it." He responded through gritted teeth, turning his entire body away from you as far as possible to recover from what you just said.
You closed the gap he created by wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him from behind. "Thank you, now lay on your back for me."
This was Sanemi's last chance to escape, he could probably run away if he had to.
You sensed his idea and got him trapped before he could change his mind. You pushed him down on the bed by his shoulders and adjusted your knees on either side before sitting down on his lower half. "You already said yes." You teased, leaning forward to get close. You cupped your hands around his cheeks to force his face in your direction.
Sanemi darted his eyes away from your contact anyway. "Shut up, I'm not going anywhere." He sighed out, the backs of his hands falling in front of his face.
You grabbed each of his wrists and planted them down above his head so he couldn't hide. His body squirmed underneath you, but quickly relaxed once you kissed him.
Even if Sanemi was previously annoyed with you, the moment your lips connected with his, he melted, his weakness almost. Once attached, his lips moved smoothly against yours with no hesitation, he really liked kissing no matter the scenario.
His kiss was addicting, but you pulled yourself away before he could fully consume you. "You're so cute." You spoke close to his lips, teasing him further by allowing your bottom lip to drag up against his.
Sanemi had a dazed expression, his eyelids heavy as he held himself back from biting onto your bottom lip and pulling you back for more.
It was rather enticing, but you had to pull yourself away and grab something to break the rising tension. The fluffy, pink headband with cat ears seemed to do just that.
Sanemi was officially snapped out of his daze, not only from you putting the headband on him, but from the laughter you were repressing. "Stop laughing at me." He sighed out heavily, closing his eyes as you continued adjusting the headband.
You covered your mouth and sneakily took a photo of him but were quickly exposed when you realized the flash was left on.
"I hate you." Sanemi said after opening his eyes and being blinded by the bright flash.
You tossed your phone aside after being caught and let out a light laugh. "No you don't." You said, grabbing the products you were going to use. When you looked back, you saw Sanemi's expression had relaxed for the most part, even though he was still slightly flustered. "I'm going to wash your face first." You had a warm damp towel that you began dragging across his skin softly.
Sanemi didn't react much, but his eyes couldn't figure out where to look. Once you began rubbing the cleanser into his skin though, he didn't really have much of a choice but to look at you. And he probably couldn't tell, but his eyes were glossed over and softened.
The skin not covered in scars was surprisingly soft as you massaged it, allowing your thumb to trace the scar across his nose. How's this feel?" You asked softly.
Sanemi's eyes closed before he released his response. "Feels fine." Simple and blunt, he didn't want to show much of a reaction even though your touch felt nice.
You massaged it in for a little bit longer before you removed the foam with the damp towel. "Which mask do you want?" You asked, holding the two containers to show the choices.
Sanemi looked at them blankly for a moment before deciding. "The less sticky one." He answered, watching as you chuckled down at him.
"Let's try this one." You started scooping out the green goo with your fingers and applied it over his clean skin. You could see and feel his face scrunching up at the cool sensation. "You never complained about sticky stuff before." You said, trailing your fingers softly to evenly spread the mask.
His eyes went wide for a moment, "What the hell?"
"Well, I guess that sticky stuff doesn't go on your face." You finished applying the mask, reaching for the towel to wipe the excess off your hands.
Sanemi was appalled, and even with the green mask over his skin, his blush shined through. "S-Stop." He muttered out, the physical state he was in was already enough, but your words only embarrassed him more.
After setting a timer on your phone for five minutes, you moved down closer to his face again, grinding yourself down against his crotch slightly. His body twitched, but you closed your eyes softly and left light kisses on his lips. You had to be gentle, or the mask would transfer onto your face.
Sanemi's eyes slowly closed at your touch, and he returned the soft kisses you were giving him. He debated the placement of his hands again, but this time placed them against your lower back, feeling into the teasing movements you were pushing against him.
You detached your lips and ran your fingers through the back of his hair pushed back by the headband. His neck would be easier to kiss, since you wouldn't be avoiding the mask on his face. "Can I kiss here?" You questioned, kissing your way up to underneath his ear.
The sensitivity from the area made Sanemi's breath hitch, but he nodded his head lightly in response. "It's fine." He said quietly, moving his hands along your sides before gliding them back down to around your hips.
You enjoyed his quiet voice, the rasp still there but in a softer tone. The skin under his ear always made him release cute noises, so you decided to focus on that area. "Does your skin feel good?" You whispered the question in his ear, before licking along and down his earlobe.
Sanemi closed his mouth and let out a shaky breath through his nose as you continued licking and sucking under his ear. "Yah, feels good." His hands fell from your waist back to his sides, one of his arms resting above his head next to where you were kissing his ear.
"Hmm, I feel like you're not talking about the face mask right now." You teased against his skin, kissing his upper arm now that it was right near his ear.
"Yah." He had dozed off into the sensation, his response almost slurring.
You would have continued but the timer had gone off, the standard ringer surprising the both of you. "Time to take this off." You said, working your way back up to grab the dampened towel again. As you were adjusting yourself to remove the face mask from Sanemi's skin, you could feel something beginning to protrude and smirked to yourself. "You getting excited?" You asked once you began wiping the face mask off.
Sanemi kept himself quiet and squirmed slightly underneath you to try to adjust himself. His face was being squished and manipulated from the towel to the point where he couldn't answer you anyway.
"I just have to moisturize and then you're done." You said, wiping off the last of the mask before scooping out the moisturizer from the container. "Your skin is so soft." You applied the moisturizer and began massaging it into his fresh skin.
Sanemi's face relaxed into your touch, but the rest of his body was obviously pent up with no way of hiding it. There was nothing else he could concentrate on except the pressure of your body against his, and your hands on his face.
The moisturizer was rubbed in enough, but you continued touching him anyway. It was clear he was squirming underneath you, but you wanted to continue watching him struggle. "Something is poking me." You said, while your fingertips tapped along his flushed cheeks.
"You're all over me." All Sanemi could do was defend himself since there was really no way of hiding the truth from you.
You wanted to keep teasing and embarrassing him. "Want me to take care of it?" You kissed his cheek but allowed your lips to pull away slowly so they could reside for a moment. "What should I do to you?" You questioned next to his ear.
Overwhelmed, Sanemi was the one to pull you down into the kiss again, biting on your bottom lip to keep you connected.
It was intense and sloppy, but you liked it. You could feel how horny he was becoming just by the way he was touching your arms, and the way he was breathing through his nose so he wouldn't have to disconnect the kiss. You tried to pull away to speak but the instant you did, his hands were around your face pulling you back down. "I can fuck- you so- good." You were able to release in-between his deep kisses.
Sanemi finally left one last, slow kiss before pulling away and looking down at your wet lips. His mouth was parted as if he were going to say something, but he just caught up with his breathing.
"You want to take it?" You spoke almost through a chuckle in surprise of his sudden intensity. "You're probably not prepared for that though." You said while catching your breath.
Sanemi's warm hands were still cupping your face, and his gaze stayed directed towards your lips. "Yes." He breathed out, watching your eyes widen in surprise.
"Really?" You couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
The constant friction from you being on top of him, the making out, and now the embarrassing words he had to state were making him even more sexually frustrated. His hips were squirming more, and his face was outwardly showing his desperation.
The fact he thought about this before and had the idea it was going to happen aroused you more than it should have. "I'll be right back." You said before walking to your closet.
After stripping your pants and returning onto the bed, you adjusted your strap on over your underwear and looked down at Sanemi once again. His sweatpants did a terrible job of hiding his arousal. "Aw, did I really do all that?" You teased, dragging your fingertips across the waistband of his pants.
Sanemi didn't think you could embarrass him even more, until you pulled off his sweatpants to reveal his dampened boxers.
Your hand touched him lightly through the fabric. "You're really wet huh?"
All your teasing remarks and touches were becoming too much for Sanemi, but somehow the humiliating phrase turned him on even more. "Shut up." He tried to sound annoyed, but his voice pitched up in surprise after you touched him harder. His hand flew to cover his mouth once he realized what he sounded like.
His reaction made you smirk to yourself, but you decided to stop teasing him so much. "Don't worry, I'll shut up now." You said, finally pulling off his boxers, and taking him into your hand. Precome leaked down your fingers as you slowly stroked him, taking in the way his body naturally jerked upwards. You leaned down to let your tongue circle his tip just to see what his reaction would be.
Sanemi's back arched off the bed, and his hips pushed down to prevent him from thrusting into your mouth. "Mmh." He didn't want to moan, but even after closing his mouth a sound still escaped.
Since he seemed to be enjoying it, you let your lips cover his tip completely, and circled your tongue around it. Your hand steadied his cock while your tongue continued toying at the sensitive area.
"Fuck." He breathed out, gripping the blankets tighter as another attempt of keeping his hips still. When you removed your mouth, his body desperately wanted to feel more.
Sanemi was so hot when he was trying to hold back, you could edge him on for hours just to watch and feel him squirm. You went to pull up his shirt but let out a laugh once you saw his face. "Sorry, I forgot to take the headband off." You chuckled from above him but enjoyed looking down and seeing his bangs pushed off his forehead.
"Stop making fun of me-"
You interrupted his complaint with a kiss, and as you continued, you pushed the headband off him completely, running your fingers through his hair in the process. "There it's off now, don't whine like a baby." You kissed down his neck and worked your way back to his stomach, pushing his shirt up to reveal his chest.
Sanemi's back arched off the bed and shivered from all the light touches. "Tease, just do it already." His voice went quiet when you began licking long strips along his scars.
Your hands rode up his sides until you were squishing his chest from under his shirt. He was muscular, but the flesh was soft in your hands as you fondled him.
"Ahh." Sanemi turned his face away before releasing the shaky moan to mask the sound, but you could still hear the faint noise.
"I'll fuck you nice, don't worry." You slowly loosened your grip on him and grabbed the bottle of lube. Position wise, you were on your knees, your left hand holding yourself up above him while the lubed fingers from your right trailed down. You smirked at his reaction when you inserted your first finger.
Sanemi immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down into his neck. There was no way he would be able to look up at you as you pleasured him.
The strength from your left arm went out from his sudden gesture, but you positioned yourself onto your forearm so at least you weren't lying flat against him. "Hey, be careful." You chuckled close to his neck, your sudden fall causing your finger to curl inside him.
"Ngh." He whimpered, once again not expecting the sound to escape. He pushed your face down and away by the back of your head so you wouldn't look at him.
You kind of liked the way his hand cradled the back of your head, even if it was to push you away from looking at him. "Don't be like that." You said quietly, inserting your second finger to stretch him more.
"Hah-" He released a shaky breath, his other hand gripping onto the blankets. "C-come on." Sanemi whispered to himself, but you could obviously hear him with how close you were. Luckily, his hand against your head fell back to his side, he gave up trying to hide from you.
Now that you could look at him, your stomach twisted once you saw his expression all blushed and sweaty from just your fingers. "I love your face like this." You were resting on your forearm, your hand cupping his cheek while the fingers from your other hand continued to curl inside of him.
Sanemi closed his eyes at your compliment, biting the inside of his lip to hold back any sounds. "Hah, fuck." You were going harder and he couldn't hold back.
"So handsome." You praised once you saw his eyes open to reveal the lilac color.
Sanemi's breathing had become heavier with each passing moment, he was getting a little desperate. "Come on." He said again, this time with a little more need in his eyes. He said that phrase a lot as his sign of begging, since other words embarrassed him too much when he wanted something.
"If you don't want to look at me, I'll fuck you from the back." You said, beginning to slow the pace of your fingers. "Get on your hands and knees, ok?" You said with the sweetest tone you could offer, since you knew that was the only way he would listen. You slowly removed your fingers and brought your hands around his waist to guide him to turn over.
Sanemi followed your lead and moved onto his hands and knees. The position itself wasn't too embarrassing as long as he didn't arch his back. Naturally, his body would have a curve, but he didn't want to enhance it any further.
You squeezed more lube onto him and worked the area with your fingers one last time before you brought the tip of the strap on close to him. You wanted to push his face into the pillows and embarrass him, but maybe not just yet.
The instant you slid the lubed tip in, Sanemi released multiple vulgarities under his breath. "Fuck, f-fuck." His head drooped down once you were inserted completely, and his arms began to quiver slightly.
"How's that feel?" You asked, watching his muscular arms shake from holding himself up. The goal was to fuck him so hard he wouldn't be able to hold himself up anymore.
"Mmh." Was his only response, and he was beginning to sound more and more turned on.
You took his answer as an indication to keep going and began thrusting into him. The pace was soft and slow at first, but even that pressure caused enough friction to stimulate yourself as well as him. The pace you were moving at caused Sanemi to become slightly more vocal, he did his best to hold back quiet whimpers, but you could still hear them.
"Ah-" Sanemi moaned out, gripping onto the blankets below him rougher. His arms were becoming weaker, to the point where he had to fall to his forearms to hold himself up.
The sound of his moan was enough to trigger a sudden aggression in you. You took advantage of his shaking body and pushed him down by his upper back, holding him there and feeling him arch back into your fastened thrusting. "S-sorry." You stuttered out, without stopping the quickening pace you were moving at.
Sanemi's legs spread slightly, and he only arched back onto you further, not caring anymore about the appearance of his position. He almost hummed to himself to hold back the moan he wanted to release at the increase in pressure. "That feels, r-really good." He said, his face turned to the side against the pillows.
"Y-yeah, good." You replied, sort of surprised but satisfied with his words. You dragged your hands up his sides until you were gripping onto his hips, feeling into the friction even more.
The grip you had on his waist only pushed you deeper, causing Sanemi to grab onto the pillow he was laying against even tighter. "Ah- gonna-" Sanemi choked out.
You slowed your pace before pulling out of him completely, watching the lube ooze out of him. "Not yet, ok?" You teased, guiding his body to flip onto his back which he followed. Once you were met with his face again, your heart fluttered in excitement.
He was out of breath, face blushed, and eyes droopy from the previous stimulation, he wanted more. "Don't stop." He said, and his voice drove you insane, the slightest bit of whine to it that you rarely got to hear.
"Say please." You teased even further, beginning to slide the tip back into him.
Sanemi hesitated at first, but instead he reached to grab your hand and wrapped your fingers slowly around his neck. "Please." He held onto your wrist to force your grip around his neck tighter, he didn't like begging.
The fingers of your right hand naturally clasped around his neck, while your left gripped his waist to push yourself in all the way again. You didn't know he was into choking, but that was the only explanation as to why he pushed your hand around his throat. "Do you like this?"
Sanemi inhaled sharply at the sudden pressure you added to his neck and closed his eyes before nodding his head. He let his arms fall to his sides so he could feel into everything that was happening to him.
You were thrusting into him again, watching his expression from you choking him, and admiring his scarred skin that your left hand roamed against. You listened closely to his short gasps for air, something about watching his face turn redder and redder below sent shivers through your body. "Mmh." You groaned in excitement, fucking deep enough that the strap on rubbed against you perfectly.
When you finally lightened the grip around his neck, Sanemi gasped for air and immediately moaned at how deep you were inside of him. He could feel his eyes start to water and wrapped his arms around your back to pull you in close again.
You fell from his strong grip and ended up nuzzled in his neck, listening to him sniffle, and quietly moan from the new position. Somehow, the way you were positioned now only made the friction you were receiving feel even more intense.
Sanemi brought his hands down your sides to grab your ass, pushing you deeper into him. "Ah, touch me." He breathed out, and now he was basically moving your hips on his own the way he liked it.
The way he was gripping onto you so tightly shouldn't have turned you on as much as it did, but the way he was moving you felt so good. You kept your right hand around his neck and brought your left down to wrap around his cock. Precome immediately leaked once you stroked him and lubed the hot, throbbing area.
"Mmh, fuck." Sanemi moaned, his grip on your ass lightening from too much stimulation for a moment. After a breath he was guiding your hips again, but this time you were doing most of the work.
You could tell he was close by his shaking hands and jerky movements. "You gonna come now?" You asked, tightening your fingers around his neck.
The choking must have turned him on more since his hips started squirming and thrusting up into your hand at the touch. His eyes pierced shut, and mouth dropped open to release his struggling, breathy moans. "C-coming." He could barely get the word out from you choking him, and tears slowly slid down his cheeks.
You bit the inside of your lip once you saw his blushed and teary face, pushing yourself as far as you could to make him, and you come at the same time.
"Ahm ah." Sanemi didn't think his moans would release since you were choking him, but you released your grip and brought your hand down to his waist just in time to hear him. His body was shaking as he came, so much come spurting all over his stomach and your hand.
The squirming, moaning, teary mess below you pushed you to the edge. The thrusts you were pushing to carry out his orgasm were what brought you to come. Your hips stuttered to feel the buildup sensation before you were shaking from the pleasure, gripping his waist tightly. You let your head fall against his upper chest as you felt into the pulsations of your hips thrusting in and out of him through your orgasm.
Sanemi's arms moved up your back to hug you as you were both trying to catch your breath. His hands were shaking still but he didn't want to let go of you just yet.
Laying on top of him, random shots of pleasure still shuddered through you until you finally came down. You gently pulled out of him, and felt his arms wrap around you tighter at the emptiness. You were still trying to catch your breath but couldn't hold back a cheeky grin from finding out choking was one of his weaknesses. "I didn't know you liked choking." You said, letting your clean hand linger along his neck lightly.
Of course, he didn't say anything, his hands just lightly rubbed your back.
You still had the strength to hoist yourself up and pin your hands down on either side of him. His hair was attractively messy, face still flushed and dewy. "Anything else you want to tell me you like?" You questioned, becoming genuinely curious if he was hiding any other kinks from you.
Sanemi hesitated, his hands reaching towards your arms to have something to distract himself with. "What you did to my face, I liked that."
That wasn't what you were expecting him to say, but your heart was about to explode now. "Really?"
He only nodded, and pulled you down to kiss him again, his strength regaining finally.