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Second Base

Sandwiched between the table and Miyuki, you gasped at the slick feeling you felt on the shell of your ear. You grabbed onto the edge of the table tightly, turning your knuckles white as you bit down on your lip, doing everything you can to suppress your voice.

Tracing the shape of your ear with his tongue, Miyuki peeked at your face, trying to see your reaction. He smirked at your shivering form, though a little irritated that you weren't willing to share your voice. After all, the noises you make was one of his favorite things about you.

Feeling determined, he enveloped the tip of your ear with his lips, gently sucking onto it. You curled your toes, calling out to his name with a shaky breath. Snickering, he released your ear but hovered his lips close enough for you to hear him breathing.

"The way you call my name is irresistible," He whispered huskily into your ear. He moved one hand up and down your arm, gently caressing it while the other rested on your stomach. "Nee, call out to me again. Let me hear your voice."

You pressed your teeth together, turning your face away from him in embarrassment. You had no time to realize that you had just turned the cards against yourself when he sucked onto your skin. You gasped, throwing your head back as he left a mark on the space between your neck and shoulder.

You only managed to stutter the first syllabus of his name when his hand roamed under your shirt, feeling the skin of your stomach. His rough fingertips drew shapes on your torso, making you tremble at how delicate his touch was. Still, you were persistent on keeping your voice to yourself, pursing your lips shut.

"I'm starting to think that you hate me," Miyuki chuckled bitterly. He pressed himself closer to you, your back against his well toned chest. The temperature of the room seemed to be rising at the feel of his muscles pressed against you. "I guess I'll just have to do everything I can do get it out of you then~" He purred, resting his jaw on your shoulder.

You whimpered as his hand wandered down between your thighs, slowly feeling you through your pants. Despite the thickness, you could still feel the shape of his fingers, stroking you through the fabric. You let out a muffled sigh when he pushed the button open, tugging the zip open, liberating the stuffiness between your thighs.

Miyuki hummed a playful tune, pulling the sides of your pants down until they were mid-thigh. Enjoying your miserable attempt to not succumb to his touch, he allowed his fingers to wander over your underwear. Upon feeling the dampness of your underwear, he widened the smirk on his face, nuzzling closer to you.

He traced along the shape of your genital, making sure he spent special attention to the areas you reacted the most to. The heat of your body was almost hazardous at this point, forming a film of sweat on your skin. A bright blush glowed on your cheeks, your brows knitting had how hard you were holding yourself back. But with the way his fingers moved on your clothed area, you weren't sure if you could keep it up.

Surely enough, you moaned aloud when he slipped his hand into your underwear. Your body tensed up pressing tightly against Miyuki's. You could barely pay any attention to Miyuki's hardened self pressing against your lower back as he caressed you with his fingers. The natural secretion of your pre-cum aided his movements, allowing his fingers to glide on your genitals with ease.

Miyuki laughed, lacing his free hand on yours. "You lose," He teased, peeling your hand away from the table. He filled in the gaps between your fingers with his, squeezing it gently. He buried his nose in your shoulder, playfully biting you, making you squeak. "Because you lost, there's a penalty."

His name cut short in your mouth as he circled your entrance. You gasped at his painfully slow movements, his teasing twisting all kinds of knots inside of you. Feeling your genital throb at his touch, he smirked, slowly pushing his finger into your entrance. You gasped, squeezing his fingers so tight that he almost lost blood circulation to them.

He carefully pushed his finger deeper into you, earning louder moans from your lips. Your mind turned blank at the feeling of his finger inside of you. Your legs trembled at the immense pleasure as he moved his finger out with a low grunt. You could feel his erection growing on your back, emitting warmth through his pants. That aroused you, causing your walls to constrict, tightening around his finger.

"Ah~" Miyuki panted in your ear, about to lose control of himself. Licking his lips, he pushed his fingers into you again. Feeling the warm, moist walls of your insides, he allowed his fingers to wander in and out of you. You began to lost control of your voice, your moans, cries and gasps filled the darkness of the room. You sure as hell prayed that the walls were soundproof.

Just when you thought it couldn't get any better, Miyuki decided it was time to slip in another finger. As both his fore and middle finger cautiously thrusts into you, you can feel you entrance stretch. You gritted your teeth at the amplified pleasure, moaning his name in a libidinous manner that he almost melted hearing it.

Your legs can barely hold you up, shaking at all that was going on in between your thighs. Miyuki kept you from falling by putting his hand on your stomach, supporting you. You turned to his face, lips colliding into a fierce, disoriented kiss. You sighed into his mouth as his fingers stroked the walls of your insides.

He tormented you with his unpredictable pace; slowing down and speeding up without warning. The noises you emitted were growing disarray. Yet, you couldn't be bother to even be embarrassed by them; Miyuki was keeping both your body and mind too busy to care.

You scratched your nails into the table, leaving streaks on the surface. You squeezed your eyes shut, brows knitted so close that they almost collided. The pitch of your voice heightened, along with the volume. Your muscles grew so tense and you feared that they might actually cramp up. Your breaths shortened and you were already panting.

Despite all that, your body was craving for more; shivering, trembling, your body was begging Miyuki for more.

Miyuki sensed your desire. He was able to make out the symptoms. He knew you were close to an orgasm. He knew that just with a few more strokes, you would have come all over his hands, lewd noises slipping out of your mouth without a hitch.

He smirked against your lips, thrusting his fingers deep into you one last time. You let out a raspy gasp as he pulled out his fingers completely. His fingers left a thread of your wetness, connecting the both of you. Your genital throbbed at the sudden emptiness, obviously displeased. All strength in your legs disappeared but Miyuki managed to lean you against him before you could fall.

He chuckled mischievously as you rest your head, slightly beaded with sweat, against the crook of his neck. Hot breath tickled his skin while you panted, still trying to catch your breath from his expert fingering. Wrapping his arms securely around you, he planted a chaste kiss in your hair, smiling into your locks.

Once the heat on your face has lessened, you pouted, tilting your head to him. You asked him why he had stopped, making it clear that it was sadistic of him to do so. He laughed with his eyes closed, head tilted back a little.

"It's your punishment, after all." He smirked, looking into your eyes. You could almost lose yourself in his eyes as they changed from a warm and comforting to a seductive and ravening golden brown. "Plus, I won't let you come just from this." He tilted your chin up, leaning his face close to you until your lips were just barely brushing against each other.

"There's still so much more to do."