"Please Marco." You whispered, struggling to control yourself. You needed him to touch you, to get as close to you as possible.

His gaze dropped back down to your breasts and he began nipping around the top of one, flicking his tongue out on occasion to slip under your shirt. Your head fell back as he went to work pushing his hands under the fabric to feel up your belly. Your breath quickened at his touch and you were fighting the urge to whine as his mouth moved down to your bared stomach.

He was taking his time removing your shirt, his lips chasing the hem as it slowly moved up past your breasts and over your head. When it was off, he hooked an arm around your waist and pulled you further onto the bed until you were where he wanted you. A short chuckle left him when you finally made a needy noise as he sat up to remove his jacket. It was tossed to the floor and he sat back on his heels, straddling you as he grinned widely.

"Marco...."

"We're taking this slow-yoi."

You writhed around in frustration. You'd never felt so ready to start throwing a fit to get what you wanted and you weren't sure what had come over you.

"I need you."

"And you'll have me." He bent over you once again, taking your hands and pinning them over your head as you went to grab for him. "But not until after I've taken my time with you."

He kept your hands firmly pressed into the bed as he went back to attacking your neck. Teeth worried away at the skin until you'd cry out and then he was caressing along the raised spots with an eager tongue, hoping to elicit more noises from you. When he had you panting and squirming from his attentions there, he returned to your breasts, freeing them of your bra with his one free hand. He let you go long enough to get it off and then he had you by the wrists once again.

Marco watched your flushed features as he kissed around your chest. He was enjoying seeing you strain against his hold as he teased you mercilessly. It was like now that he had you, he was planning on savoring every second you were under him.

When he finally came to take a nipple in his mouth, you arched your back, encouraging him as you let out a moan. The wet warmth quelled your need for him temporarily as the pleasurable feeling took over. You were so engrossed in it in fact, that you didn't feel his hand slip downward and grab your tail. A surprised squeak left you and it quickly turned into another moan as he felt along higher and closer to the base.

"I remember you saying this was sensitive." He blew hot air in your ear as he continued to knead the base of your tail. "I'm curious as to what extent."

You couldn't find your words to tell him it wasn't far off from if he were to give you oral. But it was more apples to oranges. It felt just about as good, but it was a completely different sensation. It was a strange place to be so sensitive but you didn't make the rules and his teasing was already pushing you towards an orgasm.

You practically melted into a puddle as he continued to find the best spots to play with your tail and went back to your breasts with his mouth. He knew he was doing something right the longer he went. Your tail went from swaying under you to twitching and occasionally thrashing when he touched a particularly sweet spot.

"M-marco!" You gasped as he pressed into just the right spot and cried out as you hit your climax.

His mouth left your breasts and his eyes widened as he watched you. But he didn't stop touching your tail. When you had come down enough from it to have fallen into whimpers and pants, he released your hands and gave you a questioning look.

"Did you just cum?"

You blushed hard. He didn't expect that to be so effective.

"Yes..."

His surprised expression changed to a wide grin. "And I haven't even gotten your pants off yet."

With that, his eyes trailed down your body to the hem of your pants and he quickly pulled at them, sliding them down your hips until all you had on was your panties. He looked at them and fell into a sudden fit of laughter.

"What?"

"They're–" He had to stop to catch his breath and try again. "They're covered in pineapples."

"Why's that funny?"

"Izo's been getting you pineapple themed stuff because I love them."

You paused as it sunk in. The kimono you wore before caught him off guard because you'd been put in it to get his attention. You started giggling and that changed to full on laughter as Marco chuckled along with you. It was stupid but apparently using Marco's favorite food somehow worked. At the very least, it made the other guys' intentions for you two very clear.

Marco had managed to slip out of his pants during your giggle fit and now hovered over you, completely naked. His member stood at attention and you caught yourself staring at it longer than you thought was probably necessary. It was much larger than anything you'd ever taken, before you were stuck in your wolf form, and you were both excited and apprehensive about it. He drew your attention back up to him as he pulled your panties down your legs.

"I have to admit, they're pretty strange buying you things like this." He hummed, a smile still on his lips as he dangled the panties in your face before tossing them over his shoulder.

"I swear they just showed up in my dresser one day."

"And you still wore them?" He chuckled again, amused.

"They looked comfy and cute."

"Well they're definitely cute-yoi."

He gave you a quick kiss before sliding down your body, nibbling along as he went. It was all well and good until he moved to nip along your side, right above your hip. You let out a string of giggles as he brushed over the spot and you pulled away instinctively.

"....Are you ticklish there?" There was a mischievous glint in his eyes you didn't like.

"Can I say no?"

"Doesn't matter."

Before you could stop him, he attacked your sides, one with deft fingers and the other with his mouth. He went between using soft touches to send you into a frenzy of giggles to harsher ones that made you gasp and moan. No matter how much you squirmed, you couldn't get away from it and you weren't even sure if you wanted to. By mixing the sensations, he had you torn between wanting more and trying to stop the tickling. And when he could tell you had enough, he moved down further, making you gasp when he kissed right above your womanhood.

You let out a groan. Everything he did felt amazing but it wasn't what you wanted. You were aching for him to take you and had been wanting it for some time now, but he was hell-bent on going at this agonizingly slow pace.

Marco didn't seem bothered by your frustration. He simply moved your legs over his shoulders and gripped your hips firmly, running circles over them with his thumbs as he carefully tasted you. Like everything else he'd been doing, it was done leisurely. He took his time exploring your folds and slick core before moving to your clit, showering it in the same level of affection.

All you could do was run your fingers through his hair and hold on. Any time you'd buck your hips to meet his tongue, he'd back off, licking his lips and waiting for you to relax before continuing. The most frustrating part of it all was he had pushed you to the edge of your second orgasm quickly and had you so close to it for the longest time. Your body stayed tense, awaiting release constantly but you couldn't do anything to hurry the process.

You urged yourself to stay still, a slight tremor wracking your body from the effort. Each caress of the tongue over your sensitive bud moved you a little closer to what you wanted until you were unconsciously pressing his head down, so close that you had tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Your voice failed you, caught in your throat as you held your breath, and then your second climax hit.

You cried out loudly and the intensity of it threw you into a daze. The feeling of his mouth on you was still there but it was like background noise, simply encouraging you to ride through your orgasm. You slowly worked down from it, expecting it to be enough to calm your want for Marco. But it had the opposite effect.

The second he crawled up your body, you were burning with the want for him inside you. You clung to him, mewling desperately. There was the cool, slick feeling of his cock rubbing along your belly, leaving a wet trail of precum. He'd been ready for some time now but had been too content to play with you. Now you could see the lust in his eyes as he licked the remainder of your release from his lips. He settled in above you, warmth radiating off his body as he prodded at your entrance.

You couldn't hold back the loud moan that bubbled out your throat when he pushed into you even if you wanted to. His size was boarder line painful in the best kind of way. He cursed against your neck as you clenched down on him, dragging your nails down his back at the same time. This was exactly what you wanted.

Marco paused, taking a second to brush some of your hair out of the way before diving in for a kiss and pumping into you almost lazily. He grunted against your mouth each time he filled you back up, the sound almost muffling your own whines. Of course he'd take it painstakingly slow, just like everything else.

The delicate sounds of skin hitting skin filled the room along with the musky scent of sex. It was a smell you usually didn't care for but now it only excited you even more. Over it all were the sounds of you and Marco. He had begun trailing his kisses along your neck and collar between moans, his hands guided your legs to wrap around him, encouraging you to press him closer to you. From there, he touched any part of you he could reach and you enjoyed every second of it.

It wasn't long until he was shaking over you, hands trembling as they grasped at you. One flew to your hip, steadying him, while the other roughly gripped your jaw, allowing him to tilt your face to him for another deep kiss. It was too much for you. You cupped his face in your hands, doing everything you could to keep him close as your third and final orgasm overtook you.

The feeling of you clenching down on him was enough to make Marco follow suit. He jerked into you, groaning loudly against your lips as he came.

You could hear your heart pounding away in your ears as you slumped back into the bed and closed your eyes. Every part of your body seemed to throb wonderfully and you couldn't get enough of the feeling. It made you shudder and a lopsided smile worked its way onto your face. Marco kissed along your cheek, coming to a stop where one of the corners of your mouth had turned up.

"Feelin' good?" He asked, lowering himself on top of you.

"Mhmm." You hummed, running your fingers through his hair.

He started pulling away and you frowned, hugging his head to your chest.

"Noooooooo."

"Lemme get comfortable and then I'll cuddle you."

With that promise in mind, you begrudgingly let him go. Both of you nestled under the sheets and when he was ready, he laid on his side and and turned you around so he could spoon you. It was a great way to cuddle. He got to hold you like a stuffed animal, with your tail that didn't feel too far off, and you got to hug his arms around you while he nuzzled you from behind.

"So you love pineapples?" You mumbled, suddenly feeling very tired.

"Yeah, they're pretty good. You love phoenixs?"

"Yeah." You grinned and snuggled under the blankets further. "They're pretty nifty birds."

Marco answered you with a chuckle and a light kiss on top of your head. This was definitely worth getting a bloody nose for.

(A/n)
The level of excitement for the smut was funny af you guys. Hope you liked it, I think this is one of the longest and most detailed sex scenes I've ever done and I think it turned out pretty decent.