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eri is already fast asleep when chisaki enters her room. the room is cold and chisaki sees the top of her head peeking out from her thick sheets as he slowly approaches the bed, careful not to wake her.
some nights chisaki would come, eri would wake exactly when he’d attempt to lift the hem of her night gown, he’d glance at her supposedly sleeping face only to be greeted with her big round eyes staring at him, questioning. he would make up a flimsy excuse, saying he saw she didn't have a blanket on, and somehow she bought it each time. his fun was spoiled—he wouldn’t go through with it, greeting her a good night and standing up to leave and thinking next time, for sure.
chisaki had a feeling tonight was his night. eri came home from school especially exhausted, yawning all throughout dinner and almost falling asleep on the couch with him. she gently pushed his hands away when they found themselves on her chest, she apologized, saying she was too tired for it tonight, as if she had any say in whether or not chisaki decided to fuck her.
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now he sat at the edge of eri’s bed, her bedside lamp turned on, her comforter sheets lifted from her and pushed to the side.
eri hugged a rabbit doll close to her chest, her bare shoulders rising and falling as she slept soundly. her hair was splayed out on the pillow, her milky hair seeming like it was glowing in the light of her bedside lamp. the shoulder strap of her night gown had slipped off, her knees were drawn to her chest, bare legs folded and her feet crossed over each other. she was beautiful , and chisaki couldn't help but stare as he always did.
he tucked a lock of hair behind her ear gently and studied her face. her long eyelashes rested against her round cheeks and her plump lips pressed against the soft fur of her plush rabbit. downwards, her nightgown hiked up, exposing her soft bare thighs that chisaki could never resist squeezing. the curve of her ass peeked out from the hem of her dress, though at this angle he wasn't sure if she was wearing anything underneath.
eri must've felt a presence there, because she stirred a bit in her sleep, and chisaki stilled himself, not wanting her to wake up and spoil his fun again.
she unfolded herself and stretched, sighed, and shifted onto her back. chisaki leaned into her, his body now on top of her. smoothing more hair out of her forehead, he sighs, gently cupping her cheek. he wanted to have her just like this, calm and so quiet, no complaints. his gloved hand slides from her cheek to her collarbones, fingertips brushing against the delicate flesh.
chisaki’s eyes raked all over her body, and his fingers stopped just above the slope of her breast. she wasn't flat, not anymore, but they swelled enough that both of his hands could entirely cover each breast. he withdrew his hand and held the hem of her night gown, and he decided to lift it, slowly, as if unwrapping something precious. the fabric slips upwards, past her thighs, and up, up—and bunches around her neck, just above her breasts.
eri wasn’t wearing anything underneath, as if she expected him to do this, or wanted him to. her skin was pristine, so smooth, soft. chisaki felt himself strain against his slacks just from seeing her bare skin. pretty girl, he thought. eri had blossomed into such a pretty girl. she was well-spoken in her classes and she was capable and well liked among her peers. with him, she was obedient. a good girl. chisaki would go so far as to say she was perfect in every way, and all of it was because of him. he had raised her so carefully, gave her everything and anything she wanted and made her the way she is now, he thought it was only right he got to have her whenever he wanted. she owed him that much.
chisakis hand hovered above her breast, before sitting up to slide his gloves off and stuffing them into his pocket. he wanted to touch her directly, he wanted it to be special. he hasn't taken his gloves off around her ever, this would be the first time. he stared at his own hand, the veins spreading across the back of his hand, the nails he keeps short and clean. he glances at eri again.
his hand finally lands on her breast and her skin is cold from the cool room, and he squeezes. she felt so soft in his grasp, so delicate and small. eri sighs in her sleep. almost immediately both of his hands were on her chest now, massaging her breasts and pinching her pink nipples that were now stiff from his touches and from the coldness of the room. he wanted so badly to slide his dick in between them, but that would wake her up right away. he gave her breasts one more squeeze before his hands slid downward to her stomach, a thumb grazing over her navel. he caressed the pocket of flesh just below her navel, the softest part of her stomach. the combined lengths of his thumb and pinky encompassed the width of her hip bones. that space, he decided, was all for him to push inside and claim as his, and chisaki felt himself grow harder just from imagining the flesh of her stomach rising up and down when he finally manages to sheathe himself as deep as possible inside of her.
x
of course he would save his favourite part for last, that one part of eri that he could never resist, he could never take his hands off of. just above and between her thighs was her small, pink cunt. chisaki’s hands were on her thighs, thumbs stroking the smooth inner flesh before he so gently spread her thighs open, eri making a quiet groan in her sleep. he gazed upon it; smooth, plump, shaved. he imagined her with her legs spread in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet cover, trying to rid her cunt of the hair he had told her would look better without. he imagines eri coming to show him after, watching him sink down to his knees to take her waist in his hands and glide the pad of his waiting tongue across her pink folds.
chisaki was sure he was salivating, at least he felt like he was, staring at her with half lidded and hungry eyes.
his right thumb ran between her folds, and oh how much better she felt, now that he took his gloves off this time. his thumb rubbed against her clit, the sensitive nub growing stiff already, peeking out between her folds. chisaki could barely keep himself together, if she only knew the power she held over him. it would be over; him being as strict and controlling as he was was the only way he could get some of the power back. though he was certain eri was too dumb notice.
he wanted her. chisaki left the bed, kneeling at its foot and gently pulling eri downwards by her waist. she shifted, but still didn't wake as her legs dangled off the foot of her bed. chisaki spread her legs open, and her cunt with his thumb and middle finger. he was breathless, the heat and scent of her cunt he felt so near to his face. this was as far as he’d ever gotten and she still slept on, and he decided it was about that time.
he pulled the fabric of his mask down, opened his mouth. his tongue licked a broad stroke up her cunt and he had to suppress a groan with how sweet she tasted. unable to resist, he bent his head forward and lapped at her hungrily, feeling her cunt grow wetter with each lick he gave it. he felt himself strain against his slacks again but not yet, he wanted to taste her first. his tongue darted into her cunt, his nose bumping against her clit. his chin was coated in her fluids moments later, never stopping to wipe them off.
chisaki’s tongue laps at her clit and he wraps his lips around it and hollows his cheeks to suck. he heard eri make small noises in her sleep, and he wondered what she could be dreaming of, now that he was doing this. no other girl’s cunt had tasted so sweet, and he was sure he didn't mind being on his knees for hours with her on his mouth just like this. his mouth stayed on her cunt as he thrust two fingers inside of her, and her walls clenched around him almost immediately. her insides were so hot, and so slippery. he thrusted his fingers in and out of her while he sucked on her clit, and he heard eri sob quietly above him. had she woken?
his fingers work themselves deep inside her, and he must’ve ground against a more sensitive spot because eri’s body flinched against him. he sucked on her clit and thrusted his fingers in so deep again that eri shivered and came undone in her sleep, her cunt throbbed and her legs shook at the sensation.
he heard eri gasp and chisaki came up to look at her, and saw her eyes were finally struggling to open. “ngh…ah..” she sobbed, half-lidded eyes glistening with tears as she looked around the room, confused. against the blur of her tears and the dimness she saw chisaki kneeling at the foot of her bed. “kai..?” she whispered. chisaki wiped his mouth, his hands. “yes, eri. it's me.”
he rose from the floor and a clean hand came to stroke her cheek, framing her entire face. eri leaned into his touch. “you were murmuring in your sleep. i got worried.” as if he could actually hear her tiny voice from outside, much less in his own room at the end of the hall, but each time she believed what he said. “i…” she mumbled, uncertain. he wanted her to go back to sleep soon, so he could continue.
“go back to sleep, eri.”
“but..but..”
she was frazzled, she hadn't even noticed her nightgown bunched around her chest or the smell of her own cunt. “you've got school tomorrow. come on.” he said gently, stroking her cheek. the faster she went back to sleep the faster he could do whatever he wanted next. eri bit her lip and closed her eyes, going back to sleep again. chisaki watched her chest rise and fall rhythmically, and soon enough she really was asleep. chisaki moved her so her head was back on her pillow, and he spread her thighs open once more.
his dick straining painfully against his slacks drew a breath of relief from him when he finally took it out, giving himself a few strokes before positioning himself between eris thighs, the head of his dick rubbing between her folds. he wraps her legs around his waist and when the head of his dick breaches her walls, he couldn't fight the groan of pleasure that escaped his lips. her wet cunt wrapped around him just right, and when he bottomed out, his hips flush to hers, he fit so snugly inside of her. he stayed like this, feeling her cunt stretch out for him, her insides rearranging themselves to adjust to his size. this part drove him crazy— one instance he lost control and fucked her so brutally, the sheets were tinged red when they finished and eri couldn’t walk for days without the pain shooting through her like an arrow. she begged him to slow down, let her catch her breath, but the feeling of her cunt wasn't like any other. she’d hesitate more to open her legs for him for a few days after, and while it simply turned him on even more, he did try to be gentle. for her.
he held her by the waist and started to fuck her, thrusting in and out though not at a pace hard enough to wake her, hopefully. “eri…my eri,” he mumbled, watching the light bounce of her breasts every time he thrusted into her, her plump lips slightly agape as she squeaked quietly under him. she was still so tight even after his fingers stretched her out, but she wrapped around him just right that he didn't mind it. chisaki was unable to resist now, his pace picking up speed and his grip tightening around her small waist. he swore under his breath and started fucking her for real now, burying his face in the crook of her neck, letting the pleasure wash over him. eri’s thin legs bobbed up and down as he thrusted into her, his breath hot on her neck.
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what he didn't realize was eri had been awake this entire time. she hadn't been able to go back to sleep after he fingered her, pretending to sleep instead, just to see what chisaki would do. eri opened her eyes when she felt chisaki’s head dip into the crook of her neck where he didnt see her, and tears spilled out from her eyes. her mouth was open but she could only manage small squeaks, afraid to let chisaki find out she’d woken. she heard him breathe heavily, his breath on her neck, and she bit her lip, wishing she could tell him how good she felt. it was hot between her legs and where their hips joined, and she felt so full.
she noticed his gloves were gone, too, felt the rake of his nails and his smooth palms along her skin. though that made her cry, knowing she wasn't awake to see him take them off.
a particularly hard thrust made her thighs twitch and she accidentally let a groan escape her mouth. chisaki paused and she panicked, feeling him raise his head. the only thing she could do now was close her eyes.
chisaki stared at her. her brow was furrowed when just earlier her face was so relaxed. he noticed her lip quivering. his eyes widened and he seized her jaw— “have you been awake this whole time?” he snarled, though more angry at himself it took him this long to notice.
eri tried to feign sleep still, but chisaki freed her jaw to sit up and pull himself out. eri was afraid that would be the end of it. chisaki’s eye twitched and he raised his hand, and brought it down onto her cunt in a brutal slap. the pain greatly stung and her eyes snapped open just as she moaned. “oh! it hurts!” she cried, and felt chisaki thrust inside of her again.
chisaki was angry now, fucking her cunt at a bruising pace, his hands a tight grip around her thin waist. “i asked you a question,” he threatened, and eri tried so hard to use her words.
“i—it—it f-feels good, kai—!”
“didn't ask about that.”
he seized her throat as his dick pounded into her womb, eri’s stomach bulging just above her navel each time his hips would be flush to hers. “answer me properly,” he said, annoyed, though just as breathless as eri.
she choked, feeling herself become lightheaded the more chisaki squeezed her neck, the more he pounded inside of her. “wh-when y-you..! ngh..when i.. awake…earlier…” she struggled, and when chisaki deciphered her answer he loosened his grip on her throat. chisaki thought her cunt felt so slippery and so hot, and choking her a bit made her even more so.
eri gasped for breath, her chest heaving. she scrambled to wrap her arms around his shoulders, but chisaki kept her down on the bed with his hand around her neck. why was he so angry? that she had been awake after all? eri put her hands around the wrist of the hand around her neck, unable to do anything but take him and moan helplessly. she drooled onto the back of his hand and chisaki clicked his tongue and took his hand off, wiping it somewhere around her bed. she squirmed, feeling herself get close once more. she struggled to speak as chisaki tightened his hand around her neck again. “agh–kai–c– ooh –close–!” she said, amidst her helpless moaning. chisaki seemed to be in his own bubble of pleasure as he continued to thrust into her, ignoring everything she was saying.
chisaki thrusted against a sensitive spot inside her and with that she came undone, a stream of liquid gushing out of her cunt, coating chisaki’s lower abdomen in the fluid. “ah–no! i'm sorry!” she sobbed, remembering the last time she did so chisaki didn’t bother to fuck her but instead spanked her cunt until the flesh turned red. “disgusting,” she heard him mumble, and she sobbed, though chisaki continued to fuck her still.
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here he was thinking he could experience fucking eri when she was quiet and asleep and unable to annoy him with her wanting to embrace him and kiss him. chisaki clicked his tongue and watched eri shut her eyes, overtaken by the stimulation, her hands tightening around his wrist. should’ve put sleeping pills in her food. next time, he thought. despite that, he felt himself get close, his hand leaving her neck and instead going downward to rub her clit, despite her protests that she already came, and how she was so tired and sensitive. he lifted her lower half off the bed as he angled her so he could thrust into her cunt deeper, and eri’s arms were raised above her, grasping the sheets and the pillows. “a-are you– ah –going to do it i-inside?” eri asked, with her voice shaking. chisaki didn't bother to answer her, covering her mouth with his large hand. “annoying me. you weren't supposed to be awake,” he said.
chisaki almost bent eri in half as he buried himself deep inside of her. he came groaning her name, emptying himself deep in her cunt. eri shivered as she was filled up to the brim. she felt good, she felt so full, but she couldn't help the tears pouring down her eyes because chisaki was annoyed with her. it felt like the end of the world and eri started to cry again. “i’m sorry,” she wailed, wiping her tear stained cheeks with the heels of her hands, “i’m sorry, are you angry with me? i just couldn't sleep! but i wanted you with me, and i did try, but i–” chisaki was still sheathed inside her, didn't even give him a chance to lay in the aftermath and the exhaustion. not this again , he clicked his tongue, pulling out. “just shut up,” he interrupted her, annoyed and a bit tired, a hand coming up to wipe her tears with his thumb.
“are you angry with me?” eri asked again, and chisaki lay beside her, on her little stuffed animals. his chest was almost flush to her back with how small her bed was for both of them. he lifted her leg up, hand on the back of her knee, and slid his dick inside her cunt once more, earning him a surprised moan.
“i don't know,” chisaki said, still clearly annoyed. eri felt him start thrusting inside her again, so she felt around for something to hold on to. eri got ahold of the stuffed rabbit she was embracing earlier.
“i’ll think about it after this.”