Otoya Eita

Finally having a break from Football, you both decided to spend the one-month holiday at Otoya's house, cuddling, cooking, and cleaning together, you name it.

Now, you were sitting on her bed, her face buried in your lap as you stroke her hair, her arms wrapped around your waist while she plays a game.

But the session lasts for only 30minutes, where she throws her phone across the bed, looking up at you with dazed, emerald eyes, looking down again, pressing a kiss to your soft, tanned skin, a hand slipping under the hem of your shirt to caress the soft skin with a tender touch, before pulling back fully and sitting up, placing a hand on your chest and slowly, gently, coaxing you to lay back on the sheets.

She grabs the hem of your shirt, pulling it up slowly.

"Lift your back for moment, yeah, baby?.."

You comply, letting her slip the shirt easily up and over your head, tossing it aside, nimble fingers working deftly to unclasp the hook of your bra behind you, tossing the garment aside, along with he discarded shirt. her emerald eyes stare at the newly-exposed skin, gazing at you love-struck, then leaning down to press soft, tender kisses to the rosy peaks, leaning back again, a hand reaching up to squeeze the soft, supple mound, landing a smack to the each of them, a smirk playing on her lips for a second, soothing the sting with a caress.

"Should've told me you had these beautiful, sexy tits of yours, babe..why didn't you?"

She teased, leaning down again to suck and nip on one rosy peak, pinching and rolling its twin with her fingers, releasing the nipple with a wet 'pop', moving to the opposite to give the same treatment. When she was done, she trailed open-mouthed kisses down to your hip bone, whispering.

"Lift your hips, baby. Let's get you out of these pants."

As you lift your hips, she immediately yanks your pants, along with your underwear, down you slim, toned legs, the pair joining the other discarded clothing, revealing your most intimate part of your body to her hungry, lust-filled gaze.

"Fuck, so pretty..."

She trails kisses along the inner side of your thighs, a hand moving underneath you to gently knead the supple flesh of your round ass, biting down on your skin and sucking, hard enough to leave a mark, soothing the sting by pressing the flat of her tongue against the new mark, and giving it a few gentle laps,the latching her lips onto your throbbing, and aching clit that peeked out from under its hood, begging for attention, sucking almost tenderly,flicking the tip of her tongue over the sensitive nub, trailing the tip of her finger along your dripping slit, intending to only tease you, not slide it in.