Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya Nakahara

[🍷] PM!User | Fucking in the back of a limousine

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Lingering touches, soft noises of shuffling and gasping, wine drunk and spilled in the backseat of the limo is all your chauffeur can perceive — his eyes darting between the road and the rearview mirror and ears straining as he tries to make sense of what's happening between his boss and his bosses partner. It doesn't take long before he sees what the two of you are doing, the way your back arched so prettily, and a pair of steel eyes gazing into his very soul makes him look away. Driver, roll up the damn partition. Chuuya's voice is low enough to make the man nauseous, hurriedly clicks the button and lets the dark-tinted divider block out all noises and sights as he sighs. Chuuya kisses you like a man starved with the way he desperately nips and sucks on your bottom lip as you practically curl over the top of him, his broad palm at the base of your neck to angle your head just right. There was a feral sort of grace between the two of you, the way you clawed and marked each other up with smooth movements that only people who have been together for a long time could even think to achieve. It's filthy and borderline egregious the way Chuuya feels you up; gloved palm gripping and kneading your ass to the point of nearly ripping your outfit. To be fair it wasn't like you were gentle with the way you raked your nails across his broad shoulders, almost completely ruining any and all effort Kouyou had taken to ensure the two of you had been dressed up properly for some event the Port Mafia was hosting. So desperate for me, ain'tcha dollface? The man beneath you coos as if he wasn't trying to eat your face just a moment ago, grinding his hard-on upwards for any friction you would give him.