Subzashi

Elly wore a cropped black t-shirt with the acronym for his radio show in metallic gold on the front, and black underwear. Hizashi had on a matching gold thong with black tiger stripes and, most importantly, a black leather collar that had a slender leash attached to it in the back. She held the end of that negligently in one hand and pulled up on it as he knelt before her in front of their bed.

Hizashi whimpered softly, his large, greenish-gold eyes staring pleadingly up at her. "I've been good all day," he whispered.

She pursed her lips and pretended to think for a few long, drawn out seconds. "I suppose you have," she admitted. They had started this play, at his request, in the early morning hours and it was well after dinner.

"But I can do better." He bent forward and kissed her bare toes, each one slowly and carefully. His loose hair swept over her skin and she shivered.

"Hmm... you catch on quick." She smiled at him and reached out to stroke his hair. "You really are a good boy, Zashi."

He hummed happily, rubbing his fuzzy mustache points on her hand. He knew how she loved them, and he grinned when she tweaked the right side playfully.

"Am I good enough for a belly rub?" This time he kissed her knee, his breath warm. When he noticed her reaction to his kiss, however, he had other ideas. "Nmm... my babygirl tastes so sweet," he sighed, licking inward towards her thigh.

"H - h - Hizashi..."

He hid a smile by dipping his head so that his hair slipped forth and covered his features. His close proximity to her meant it flowed luxuriously over her legs as well, silken strands tickling lightly. This gave him the perfect cover to nuzzle at the crotch of her panties. She jerked her legs apart a little more, and he nearly purred with satisfaction. He backed up as far as the leash allowed and tossed his hair back.

Hizashi paused, his back arched with his rear thrust in the air and his mesmerizing eyes cast in the evil look he knew drove her wild. His tongue came out and slid over his lips, then teeth as he showed them in a mock snarl.

"What happened to my sweet boy?" She gasped, a light burn staining her cheeks.

"I'm even better naughty," he promised seductively, crawling back to lick her upper thigh with his tongue extended far between his lips. He never dropped eye contact and when she gulped and started to shake a sensual smile of triumph spread across his face. "Wanna see how much better, baby?"

"I think I'll allow it," she sighed dreamily as his nuzzles and licks headed for the crotch of her panties once more. "You're working your way toward a very good belly rub, by the way."

"I'll bet," he smirked. "But that's not why I'm doing this."

Elly laughed. "I know."

Hizashi nipped the leg of her underwear and pulled down. He couldn't quite take them off in this position but she stood and pushed them off her waist so he could tug them the rest of the way. When they lay on the floor at her feet, he crowded eagerly forward, pressing kisses to her trembling thighs before moving on to lick a long swipe up her open sex.

She sighed dreamily and he closed his eyes and went to work. His tongue teased the sensitive folds around the top, then closer, lapping at the hood of skin that surrounded the shy button of flesh emerging. He dipped lower when she grew tense, drawing things out in a slow, delightful tease. After a pause he would come back, but always to the skin around the now fully swollen clitorus instead of touching it directly. Hizashi kissed, lapped and licked, varying his speed and pressure until she thrust her hands in his long hair and carefully twisted. Her hands gripped close to the scalp so it didn't hurt as much, just a nip of pain that he rather enjoyed. He knew she was close, so he drew back enough to speak.

"Please don't make me stop," he breathed in a sexy, low baritone she found incredibly alluring. "I can't get enough, and you sound so pretty when you cry my name. May I make you come, baby?"

Her chest heaving, cheeks flushed from the wonderful sexual torment, she nodded. "Finish me, sweetie. I'm very, very close."

"Yay," he whispered, leaning back in. This time he licked his soft, slightly swollen lips and pressed them right to the top. He swiped once, carefully, with his tongue and groaned as she pulled his hair sharply. The slight pain seemed to strike directly at his neglected member, rigid and dripping in his silky thong. He had likely made a complete mess of himself down there, and the thought that she might still let him take her drove him wild. Instead of kissing or using his quirk to get her off, he chose a different technique.

Hizashi lapped quickly, wildly, his head bucking and pushing her backwards from the force of his attention. The slurping, liquid sounds grew more outrageous as he growled loudly, remembering the part he was playing. It did not take long before she screamed his name in rapture, body quivering and shaking as she came.

Hizashi sat back on his haunches once she fell flat onto the bed and waited, grinning. The leash slithered to the floor and he raised his eyebrows attentively.

"Babe?"

"Go wash up," she gasped, "then come back and jump me."

His face turned beet red and he jumped up. "Holy shit, I'll be right back!" He unclipped the leash and let it fall as he dashed to the bathroom to scrub his face and brush his teeth as fast as humanly possible. He checked his mustache points, and, convinced they were also clean, ran back to his waiting girlfriend on their bed.

Laughing with sheer joy, he leaped on top of her as he shed his thong. The glittery fabric fluttered to the ground as they rolled madly about in a tangle of arms and legs.

"I didn't mean literally!" Elly was crying, she was laughing so hard.

"Too bad!" He blew a raspberry into the air. "You know you gotta be specific, babe!" He planted his knees on either side of her and grinned down. "Ready?"

"No, but do me anyway!"

He kissed her deeply, loving the way she clung to him. "Hold on to Zashi, baby."

She shivered. "Yes."

He was excited at her offer to hold nothing back and he thrust hard and fast, entering her with a moist sound that warned him they would definitely be doing the laundry after this. He shook off that thought, reveling in the quivering heat he was plunging into over and over again. Hizashi kept an ear out for their safety word, knowing she was overstimulated, but she was moaning his name and not telling him to stop.

So he kept going.

The bed creaked under their combined weight and he thrust and thrust and thrust, his slender hips bucking, his head thrown back with his hair flowing about him.

It was marvelous.

It was wonderful.

And he was going to make her orgasm again!

He cried out her name, kissing her neck and then biting as she squirmed underneath his powerful, lean body. As he worried the skin under his teeth she whimpered and then started breathing in shaky, little gasps. Her arms tightened around his neck and her tail lashed wildly about beneath them.

"Ooooooh," he breathed. "I make you feel that good, baby? Twice?"

"Y - your turn," she wheezed. "I want your come inside me, Zashi."

"Shit!" She knew precisely what to say to push him over the edge at any given time. He groaned, oddly quiet as the pressure left him in several long, powerful bursts that left him dazed. "Wow." He gulped once and then pulled back and out of her.

"Mmf."

"Yeahhh."

They lay there until the assorted cooling liquids began to feel uncomfortable. Hizashi got up carefully and pursed his lips as je stared at the sheets.

"A'ight, here, babe. Use this to wipe off. We're gonna stick 'em in the washer anyway. And if you get up like that yer gonna drip all the way to the bathroom."

Elly grunted in agreement. "Ew."

"Worth it, though."

"Always worth it!" She smiled at him. "And you get to have a rain check on that belly rub."

Hizashi winked at her with a sly grin.