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He asked for it.
It took a while for Pastry to get the idea of what he was implying. The soft and almost timid gaze in his eyes was very uncharacteristic of him. It finally clicked when he wrapped his cake hand around her waist, fingers brushing against the underside of her bra. They both kept eye contact as he gently placed her on his lap, wary of any cues to stop.
Heart beating loudly in her chest, Pastry let him and placed her hands against his shoulders to balance herself as she set her leg on either side of his body. She sat on his lap, settling her weight on her knees. He caressed her thighs, hands sliding underneath her skirt and tracing over the hem of her underwear.
It wasn't their first time doing this but it felt like it every time. She could already feel herself get wet and couldn't help but squirm in his touches as the warmth in her belly began to build up, shivers running up her spine. Red Velvet let out a faint growl and squeezed her ass with both hands. He must've smelt her arousal.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer, combing her fingers through his thick hair before leaning down to brush her lips against his.
Red Velvet leaned for a kiss but she turned her head and went for his jawline instead. He can see her shoulders slightly shake in amusement as he whined in protest. He was about the take her chin, lips tingling with want when she suddenly bit his neck.
He yelped, his claws digging into her back and thigh but he stopped himself before he could puncture a wound. Instead, he burrowed his face in the crook of her neck as he panted. He was about to do the same as he brushed her hair to the side when she sucked on his sweet spot. It didn't sound like him when he moaned as pleasure zapped through his body.
This woman knew his body so well, she knew where to bite and touch to get him going on a spiral with only her to ground him back.
It seems like today he was at her mercy. Not that he minds it.
He continued to explore her soft body, squeezing and pinching as he exposed his neck, more than eager to surrender to her bites and kisses. His mouth watered at the feeling of her breasts pressed against his chest, their bodies flush against one another. His breath hitched every time he felt her soft lips and teeth graze his skin. He groaned when she surprised him with her tongue slowly tracing the scars of her mark on the side of his neck. Red Velvet can't help but remember the day she first marked him. It felt surreal, his heart fluttering at the powerful memory.
He thought she'd find it outlandish as it was a tradition among cakes when it comes to tying the knot with their mates, equivalent to what he heard of wedding rings. He expected her to coil away, give him a look that'll have him bow to shame. But she was willing, coming suddenly on top of him when he begged her to make him hers that night. He couldn't take it anymore and it felt right. They felt right.
He thought it wouldn't work at first, as she was a pure jammed cookie and he isn't. But when the sharp pain of her teeth sinking in was followed by an extreme wave of white-hot pleasure, Red Velvet felt a connection sparked between them, bonding them together. He knew she felt it too, as she didn't hesitate to let him mark her too. It was a night to remember, a union.
He was brought back to the present when Pastry began to grind on him. Red Velvet choked a gasp. Back and fro, she rubbed her warm pussy against his cock through their clothes.
"Pastry-, Pastry please-"
Pastry couldn't help but feel pleased with the effect she has on him. Maybe a little bit smug even. With a last suck on his neck that'll surely leave a hickey by the next day, she pulled away and finally kissed him. Red Velvet was more than eager to return it, already sweeping his tongue against her lips and slipping into her mouth.
As they shared a feverish, sloppy kiss, they continued to dry hump on the couch. Pastry felt a bolt of heat every time his hard-on rubbed against her womanhood. She felt so close to cumming but Red Velvet has other plans as he took hold of her hips to keep her still.
Breathless, she pulled away from their kiss. She was about to question him when she saw his half-lidded eyes, telling her that he wouldn't hesitate to devour her right now, on the spot.
"Bedroom?"
"Bedroom."