"When night falls, and the doors are shut. . . that's when the fun begins."

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Time 10:00pm
Date 1/10

Dinner service was far over and with no soul the serve anymore, everyone had cleaned up and called it a day. . . All but one person.

My finger slipped the key smoothly into the door's lock, until the satisfying click reached my ears in the stillness of the dining room. . . And then I heard it. The squeak of the changing room's door opening and the tapping of his slightly heeled shoes crossing over the wooden floorboards and stopping behind me. " Anything I can help you with, Sir?" I asked, sealing my lips together to prevent myself from smiling.

" Ya. . . There is a lot, Little Feather," my breath hitched as cold fingers tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "Is your attention on the menu?"

Despite the cringe, my guts did a backflip and excitement danced over my skin. "Come on dear ~" I could imagine the sly little smile he had on , and cursed myself mentally for glancing back at him, cause god bless, he was too good to be real.

I didn't dare to look up at his face and kept my gaze lowered down to his chest that had lost the serving uniform and now simply was teasingly peeking at me through a unbuttoned purple T- shirt . . . Down to the overly adorned golden buckle of his belt where the trail ended with the shirt tucked into his jet-black jeans.

"Eyes up here ~ Look at me."

Him. Him. And only him. Something felt suck at the back of my throat the second I looked up. Just as I took in the beautiful night sky before me and stood at the tip of my toes to reach his dry part lips . . . However, With a click if the light switch snapping close to my ear a heavy darkness swallowed us both. The teasing curl if his lips was the last thing I saw, before the heat of his body pulled away instantly and left me standing there alone . His voice remained to ring in my ear with a chuckle and giggle here and there mixed into the endless shadows, coming from each direction and echoing into my head. "Tease. . . " I mumbled under my breath, before turning my attention to the booths slowly getting lit up; one by one dim-orange- lights shone over each table with said man waiting in the booth near the bar with a glass of wine in his hand.

A golden bracelet and framed watch adorning his right wrist shimmered under the light of the small lamp hanging over the table. His arms were wide open, and every bone in my body itched for me to run and jump into his arms. . . Which I did. My legs took off rushing at him, ignoring the fact my skirt lifted a little as I wrapped myself in his warm embrace and felt his warm lips against my forehead. " Look at you all worked up ~ " he teased, arm wrapped around my waist firmly and free hand tugging at the strap of my bra through the fabric of my shirt. "Ready?"

"For you? Always ," I assured, nuzzeling my face into his neck and taking in his presence.

Unlike his hands, that was playing with each clip of my bra, his central body lacked that cold touch and instead radiated a whole lot of warm. "You smell like bread," he blurted out just as something rised and pressed against my thigh. " It's nice. . . "

The chilly touch of his fingers agaisnt my bare back sent my toes curling and fingers clutching tightly at the purple fabric if his shirt. I could barely make out his features in the dim lighting, alas I could clearly see the red flush of color over his tanned cheeks and barely seeing him bite at his lower lip nervously, before swallowing. He was getting cold feet. " Kae you can pull it out you know. . . " I grinded down again the tent that had formed in his jeans, earning only a low groan and a pair of cold hands caressing up and down my thighs. " O-Oh Barbatos. . . " he sighed, returning the hip movement and letting loose of the hesitation that had binded him . " F-fuck ."

Lights sparked in the man's eyes as he leaned back into he booth and struggled to let little him free of it's prison he had constrained it with. The buckle proved troublesome for a while, alas I managed to help him take it off and toss it across the room. All that was left was the zipper to unleash the not so small beast beneath it. Electric sparks nipped at the skin of my neck as I tore my eyes up to distract myself with the shy gaze he was giving me, shockingly. " Ahem, what's with that face?" Ironically enough I knew my face was perhaps as red as a tomato and maybe even worse.

And then I felt it. Tip nice and hard flinging out and slapping over my stomach with our shame. Part of my brain perhaps stopped working since I only flinched at the contact and freeze at the spot, shutting my eyes in the process and just gripping tightly at the cloth barely covering his chest. " You. . . That pent up?" An awakward chuckle left my lips as he did not reply and simply held my hips in place. " Jeez."

Half me want to scream and another was just picturing the end phase of this all while holding a banner saying " Hormones ".

Either side resulted in me combusting. "Are you okay?" His voice was awefully close to my ear and at this point I could feel myself stiffening under every movement and touch. " I won't put it in until your ready. . ."

Dispite loving nothing more than to listen to him talk endlessly into my ear, I curled myself into his chest and just felt like dying. . .And for some reason his dick liked that, since it twitched like a bitch in heat. "Seriously?. . ." My voice squeaked, and his chest shook with a wholehearted laughter leaving his lips.

" You're too cute Lil Feather," he hushed cupping my face deposit me not daring to look at him and laying a sweet and tender kiss against my cheek, before continuing down and littering my neck with soft kisses all over. " I'll be careful."

"Gently do it," I warned, feeling my heart beat getting a little more steady.

" I don't know your too cute my love ~ " he teased as his hand moved back down to my waist, pinching occasionally at my love handles.

"Kaeya, no" I snapped , looking up at him but he only pouted and pinched at the excess fat again.

" But they're cute !" He defended.

This time he gave me a cheeky grin and and pecked my lips victoriously. " Caught you, " his lips might mine again, tongue brushing over my lower lip and perhaps stealing what little self control I had left. "You fucking little . . ." I cursed as I pulled away a little, noticing his sneaky hand had found its way to my favorite pink and white stripped panties and literally pulled it to the side to provide access to the dark mauve tip of his dick. No matter how many time I saw that pretty nine inches or maybe more , it was scary . . . scary because he knew very well how to use it. " Don't look, " he held me by the chip and kept my eyes locked with his under the sunset-like-light. " You've taken it in before."

God he was so frustratingly. . . cute. I knew I was glaring. I knew he knew very well I was going to let him have it his way. . . So I did the first thing my brain came up with. I pulled down the collar of his shirt down and over his shoulders, and despite seeming a bit stunned l, he obliged and took the whole thing off willingly, before grinding against my exposed little flower. " Are we even ?" He chirped, pushing my panties aside again and holding me by the waist. " Can I put it in now ? Pretty please, Boss ."

"You may~" I cooed, pretty happy with my lovely husband shirtless and my hands having easy access to his upper half.

Boy he did not even waste a second and his tip was pressing and pushing past my flaps and grinding to fit in completely. " K-kae w-wait," my brain stumbled over incomprehensible words as a low groan from him reached my ear. Arms holding me firmly close to his chest, I could feel him leaking all over my entrance, before my shivering breath got stuck in my mouth as his tip slipped halfway inside. My eyes sealed themselves shut as he thrusted slowly again, whole tip in and me just a panting mess already. "M-my dear you're. . .ngh. .— Too tight- For Barbatos sake you're gonna kill me," with lips brushing slightly against the frame of my ear a blessed moan from that mouth of his left me shivering in pure pleasure .

One of his hand moved over my back and gripped at my shoulder, covering most of it. God he could break me if he squeezed too tightly, or maybe it was my brain over exaggerating again. "You okay?" He asked, breath a little shaky.

of course I was okay. I was never better even. God he could break me and I probably would not realize, but he was just. . . The ever sweet lover I married, with a tendency to tease , a lot. Mother fucker was breathtaking and my brain just jumbled with random thoughts of him. From how he smelled like cedarwood, to how his hands tightened and loosened over my skin, how his breath tickled my neck, how close our bodies were. . . And the way he could not stop twitching.

I only managed an awkward nod and felt tingles rush up to my brain and cut my train of thoughts as he thrusted up into me. How many Brain cells was I gonna lose ? I clawed at his back and curled my toes tightly. " You're twitching, " he chuckled, kissing my neck again and licking my earlobe. " Don't die on me now it's only halfway in~"

"Y-you're . . ." I could not think of a smart comeback, he was that fucking breathtaking. " and your voice is cute. . . – ngh. . .~"

Seriously? I wanted to strangle myself but got knows what had come over me . "them I'll let you hear it more— agh. .!~" his chuckle got cut off by him arching his back and shoving it in deeper.

At this point I was just whimpering and letting out little cries of bless while feeling every bit of sanity being sucked out of me with each bounce my body went through. " J-just a little more," I panted with a strange new smell assaulting my senses, sex, or more precisely my juices leaking all over him and my high inching closer whenever he got close to my sweet spot, and he did that on purpose. " Keaya please . . . "

I pulled at the small hair tie holding the poorly cut hair together and letting the blue strands fall over his tanned bare-back. His hold on me body became loose and for a moment I wondered if he'd gotten tired already . " Kaeya. . . Stop twitching so much-" he didn't even let me finish speaking and muffled my moans with an aggressive kiss.

And boy did I love melt into that kiss, made the knot in my guts twist and turn. Before I knew it my hips sank down until my eyes threatened to roll back. Wet sounds and his moans played din my ears. He was like an addictive drug, made me feel so good, and kept me craving more of him. His thrusts were sloppy at first, each time missing my sweet spot , on purpose. " Kaeya . . . " I growled at him as he pulled away, slightly combusting from realizing the string of saliva hanging between us.

Said man only groaned, sinking back into the cushions of the booth and stopping with a coy smile on those swollen lips of his. The orange light bounced of his skin, as if he were bathed in honey. Head tilted back, he took in a deep shakey breath while I froze there, scared to move and feeling deprived despite only kissing him now. He twitched. I shivered. Trying to find a lil more friction despite barely seeing my much, sitting like this made it feel like he was more of a chair. No, a throne. " Comfy ?" He tried to sound sanely intact and not falling apart as much as I was.

Choosing to play that game and let pleasure do its thing, I droppex each muscle that kept me sitting upright, plunging myself down onto and into pleasure. Fully. . . And I loved it; probably not as much as I loved watching kaeya let out a lewd cry and bite at his lower lip to hold back in vain. " You . . ." I didn't let him finish speaking and bounced again, holding onto his stomach which had abs barely forming visible on it alas they were there, sometimes I wonder how he'd like it if I had teased him for having love handles. . .which he unfortunately for me didn't. His chest however. . .now those were something I just could not turn a blind eye to. He was just so perfect bo matter how you dropped him. Not that I planned on that. " Little Feather ?" He voice had gotten weaker, almost a whimper, and god it set my heart ablaze.

Why fantasize with he real deal before me ? I kissed him, aggressively, such a sloppy move, but for fuck's sake how could I hold back? The stillness of the room mad me me here every slap of our skins, every breath he took, and every awkward shift of his hand over my thighs. . . Until I felt it. The knot in my gut being undone, and the sounds of the whole world growing still and merging together into a blur, shaking and send my whole being into a blessed tremble from up and down to the tips of my toes; leading to my eventual collapse with a comfy pair of tiddies to act as cushion as my lovely husband reach him own high with one last moan. Thick, transparent liquid poured down between my soar legs" You tookf the birthmf control pill. . .right ? " with most of my words muffled I doubt he understood anything, but upon looking up at him holding his chin, thinking, I began to fear what was to come. "Kaeya. . .Did. You. Take. The. Pill?"

He chuckled at my reaction and gave me a cute wink while running a hand through his hair, " Come on Boss if we're to make a baby I'd have chosen a way more romantic spot."

I pinched his nipple and derived a strange sense of pleasure from watching him whimper but not even bother to stop me. " You're unbelievable. . . " his smile fell into a dramatic pout and god the things this man could make me do,". . . Unbelievably cute. "

" Says the woman about to walk with my cum in her," he teased, petting my head.

Was he being serious? Part of me wanted to cry at the idea, but the other half found it disturbingly tempting. " We're going home and you're carrying me no debate," I huffed, " or you'll get no kisses."