One Shot

Puffs of white comes out his mouth as he tries to keep himself together. He can only watch as his hands get closer to the sleeping body right in front of him. Trembling slightly with slight anticipation.

As his hands make contact with a bit of skin that peaks out from the hem of her risen shirt he takes a sharp breath in. The cooling effect of her skin is almost instantaneous. Making the insufferable heat that encompasses his whole body dim slightly.

Subconsciously he starts moving his hands up more, tiring to get as much skin contact as possible. As if under a spell he moves up to her chest.

Mesmerized by how comfortable her breasts felt in his hands. He notices the soft rise and fall as she breathes causing her chest to move closer to him and away as if tempting him to come play with them. He then notices how two peaks graze and push into his hands never leaving. Probably caused by the cold night in addition too his hands but at the moment he didn't care to know.

A sweep of cold wind wakes him up from the glorious image before him. Lowering his head he starts peppering kisses across her chest. Dancing across her with his lips. Following suit he needs her breast, playing with them wantonly.

Rolling the right bud with his hand. Gently pulling and tugging along the way. Not forgetting about the left side he doused the bud in a few kisses before taking it in his mouth. Twirling his tongue and sucking the bud a few times before he decided to switch sides.

While continuing his upper assault with his lips his hands start moving south. Hearing a quiet whimper from her, he stops for a moment looking up at her face. Seeing as she did not wake up he continued.

More whimpers and some soft moans bubble up her throat only seemed to encouraged him more. Bringing his hands down to the band of her shorts he can't help but think if she put on any underwear or if was she bear underneath those thin shorts.

The thought of her being bear made his awareness of the throbbing in his pants ultra-existent. This need caused him to take the next step, going deep within her shorts with his rough hands to find that his imagination was indeed correct.

Taking a stop to his assault on her chest he was able to get a full view of her bare body. A small whine comes from her subconsciously as her face slowly shows that of displeasure from the lack of attention.

The sound seemed to snapped Itto out of his chaotic thoughts about all the things he could do to her in the near future and back on track. Slipping his right hand between her thighs setting it on her mount. His left hand finds its way onto one of her thighs rubbing circles into her skin softly as in trying to comfort her.

Moving his right middle finger from the resting position he dips slowly into her smooth folds. Spreading the lips as he glides his finger down to the end. Feeling her slick dampen his finger he removes his hand.

Glazing at his hand with knowing desire he puts the now damp finger in his mouth for a taste. Licking and sucking all the juices off his finger making sure to get ever drop.

Finished, he pulls it out making a pop sound. With a devilish grin, he takes the now glistening finger full of saliva and starts teasing her hole.

Swirling his pointer finger softly around her hole he tries to engrave the image in his mind. The way her hole seems to want to pull his finger in every time he covers it. As much as he wants to take his time he knows that he needs to hurry up so he finally dives in.

Soft gummy walls welcome him with their warm embrace. A comfort that comes with mass amounts of pleasure, a pleasure that he will experience very soon. Feeling that her walls have adjusted to the new foreign object in her, he starts pulling back his finger. Making sure the whole time to not hurt her with his long black nails.

He continues this, slowly in an almost lazy-like manner pumping in and out of her as if this happens every day. Though it didn't happen every day, this was the first time he's done this. With it came an excitement that what if she woke up to see this, how would she react? As much as he would love to see what reaction she would have he knew that she would not be waking up.

Finished with his thoughts he adds another finger filling her but he knew that if he wanted to get to the final act he would need at least three fingers. His intoxicating blood-red eyes glaze down to her body seeing if she shows the slightest bit of pain. Thankfully for him, she doesn't but it does bring his attention to her face.

The way her face is twisted from pleasure bringing out soft moans from her plump lips. Those same lips glazed and swollen from the kisses that he had given her. Beads of sweat collect along the sides of her forehead. Her eyelashes long as ever hiding the pools of colour that he loves so much.

Done with glazing at her face he moves down to her neck. Realizing his lack of attention there and the fact that there wasn't the slightest mark saying his claim there. Finding this a problem he softly kisses his way from her stomach up to her chest, making his way to her collarbone where he leaves her skin. Drawing his face closer to her neck he breathes in her scent, which to him could be the greatest scent known to Teyvat.

Drawing his attention away from her heavenly scent he focuses back on his mission. Closing in on her jaw Itto ever so carefully makes his way down. Landing into the hollow between her collarbone and the right side of her neck he pecks the spot. After he sucks lightly, counting the seconds in his head till when the skin shall bruise.

Pulling his head back Itto focuses back on down below like the fact that she now seems to be ready for the third and last finger. While he could try for four he was getting tired of waiting for the thing that has consumed his mind for months. With that, he plunges the last finger in.

The soft squelching sounds drip into the air as Itto moves his fingers in then out and back in. Steadily picking up the pace until he feels she is slick enough to enter without too much effort. Pulling out his now drench fingers he puts them into his mouth tasting the sweet nectar that she produces. He wants to taste more of her but knows that his time is limited.

Seeing as it is time Itto unfastens his pants and throws them on the ground somewhere leaving him bare waist down. He grabs onto her right ankle bringing it over his shoulder and aligning himself with her. Taking his cock as beads of glossy pre-cum collect on his pretty pink head, he drags the head slowly up and down in between her folds catching onto her hole as he drags up. With his cock now slick with her juices he braces himself as he makes sure to engrain this moment in his mind, the moment where she will fully be his once and for all.

Pushing into her he can feel just how tight she is, no matter how prepped she is. The feeling of her body not being used to a foreign object as it tries to push him out. Gummy walls surround him as he pushes deeper into her till he bottoms out. The euphoric feeling that she brings causes him to let out a string of deep moans.

Trying to hold it together, Itto pulls back till only his mushroom top is left in her, then with one powerful thrust he all in again. Thrusting, again and again, chasing the pleasure that comes his way but it's not enough no he wants more, he wants to go deeper. Pulling up her other leg on his left shoulder he brings her closer to him, then he folds her into a mating press.

With the newfound angle, his thrust hit deeper to the point her stomach bulged showing where he is. Snapping his hips at high intervals while moaning softly into her ears, whispering how she is the only one for him and how only she can make him feel this way. Beads of sweat run along his hairline and down his nose dripping off.

The wet sounds of his conquest fill the air from the friction of him gliding in and out of her. Moving his hands he grips the back of both her thighs spreading them out as wide as they can go. Making it so her walls hug him even tighter as if afraid he'll go.

The position must have been too much for her body in terms of pleasure because the thing he knows she starts cumming on his cock. That combined with the fast he is going causes a ring of white froth to form at the base of his cock. With this, he feels himself as also coming close.

Chasing the want to cum he thrust into her at an extraordinary speed. The thoughts of cumming in her and watching his cum drip from inside her fill his brain and it sends him overboard. His hips shudder as he fills her with his seed. Slowly thrusting after to make sure it mostly stays in her. Finally, he stops and pulls out with a quiet pop leaving some of his cum to drip down through her folds.