Chronolust Temptation [18+] High S*xual Content
Ch. 2 Oral Indulgence [B]

His cock, softened after spilling deep inside her, was slick with her pussy juice, the scent of her arousal thick and heady. He grabbed her short, boyish hair, yanking her head back, her lips parted in a frozen moan, a perfect tool for his needs. 

“Clean me up, you dirty slut,” he growled, voice thick with dominance as he shoved his cock into her mouth, the wet heat of her lips wrapping around him. The stopwatch’s magic pulsed, amplifying the filthy sensation of her tongue lapping at the mess of her own pussy, her muffled moan vibrating as she tasted their combined release. Her brows furrowed for a split second, the raw mix of flavors hitting her, but the artifact’s power drowned it out, her senses bending to its seductive will.

“Fuck, I love your nasty mouth, Nanako,” he snarled, thrusting shallowly, using her to clean every inch of his softening cock, the slick glide of her lips and tongue making his head spin. But her mouth was too fucking good—warm, wet, and eager, her moans humming around him like a goddamn siren. The stopwatch’s dark pulse surged, feeding his power trip, the thrill of her half-aware submission stoking a fresh fire in his veins. His cock twitched, hardening again, the raw pleasure of her sloppy, pussy-soaked mouth pushing blood back into him, making him ache with renewed need.

The stopwatch dragged the moment out, each rough thrust into her wet, dirty heat a fucking eternity. Her muffled cries, needy and broken, drove him fucking wild, her half-frozen state making every sound feel like it was ripped from her slutty core. 

“You love this, don’t you, you dirty bitch,” he grunted, hips slamming forward, her lips and tongue working him with sloppy, desperate need, the faint taste of her pussy still thick in the air. The artifact’s pulse amplified every nasty sensation—the slick slide of her mouth, the vibration of her moans, the way her breath choked as he fucked her face like she was his.

Hayao’s grip tightened, possessive and rough, yanking her hair as he used her mouth, lost in the filthy heat. Her moans were a jagged, whorish melody, high and shattered, her senses drowning despite her body’s stillness. The stopwatch’s magic made it all dirtier, sharper, the taste of her lips and the sloppy flick of her tongue shoving him to the edge. 

“Take it, you slut,” he groaned, voice cracking as he rammed deep, his release hitting like a fucking freight train, spilling hot and thick into her mouth with a guttural snarl. Her muffled moan spiked, her lips shaking around his cock, sucking down his cum like a greedy little whore as the artifact locked them in the nasty, filthy ecstasy.

He pulled back, chest heaving, her lips swollen and dripping, her soft whimpers fading like a used-up toy. The stopwatch’s dark pulse was a reminder of the line he’d crossed. Nanako’s half-frozen form stayed still, her flushed cheeks and slick, cum-stained lips a raw testament to what he’d done.

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