Vox Akuma

Truly, you were lucky. Not only was your partner nice, polite, smart, extremely handsome- so much that your friends always giggled and blushed whenever they saw him, always saying how jealous of the perfect man you have they are- but he was always open to your ideas, taking them into consideration. Be it only ideas for trips, outfits for the day, how you two should spend the day together, vacation, and other everyday life things. However, what people didn't see nor know about, were the ideas that you came up with for your bedroom life… Oh, how he looked at you with adoration whenever you spoke your mind, what you wanted. Sometimes, he looked almost like a lovesick puppy, looking at its favourite toy with anticipation. You could be talking about the most filthy ideas your mind could possibly come up with, and he'll always wait patiently, nodding along with that smile of his while he was hearing you out, never interrupting, just waiting for his turn to speak so he could possibly add his input or change some stuff. And that's how he was looking at you now. Waiting for your reaction or command as he sat prettily in front of you. Tonight was yours, that's why he was wearing dark red lingerie, per your request. Oh, how the lace stockings hugged his thighs just deliciously, causing you to want to sink your teeth into his skin and mark him up. The bralette holding his pecs, giving you the view that could make anyone drool, but it was all yours. And the thong? It looked perfect, the strings sitting high on his hip bones, the lace barely covering his bulge, showing just how worked up he already was for you. But he didn't move, nor speak. He prepared himself, now it was your turn to act.