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It's been a couple of days since I showed Denji that kissing can be good despite his First interaction with it.
We haven't been able to talk much though. He has been a bit busy with Devil Hunting as have I. I've made it a point to check up on him every once and a while though, texting him, "Hey, what's up, how are you?" Et cetera.
He usually responds vaguely, "Good u?" He's still getting better at reading and writing.
Today though, I get an unexpected message from Denji. "Wanna hang?" I smile at my phone, quick to type an answer.
"Just got off work, gotta finish up some paperwork though, come over to my place? :)" I feel like the smiley face is necessary.
He sends a thumbs-up emoji. I set my phone down on my desk and gather up my things. The commute back home isn't very long. Once I'm home I clean up the place a bit and put my papers in my office. I wash my face and brush out my hair. I re-apply the same perfume I applied this morning.
I hear a knock at the door. Opening it, I see Denji, holding two plastic backs containing foam takeout boxes. "Did you get food for us?" I ask, opening the door for him.
"Don't tell him this but, I nicked a 20 off of Aki so I could buy dinner." Denji snickers, kicking off his shoes.
"A petty thief!" I feign a gasp, holding my hand over my mouth dramatically. "Who have I invited into my home!"
Denji chuckles. "I didn't know what you'd like, but I know you like spicy stuff so I just grabbed what looked appetizing." We walk into the dining room and he sets the bags down on the table. He takes off his coat and sets in on the back of his chair.
"So, Why'd you want to hang out tonight?" I ask, sitting down across from him. I grab my box of food while Denji grabs his.
He's silent while I get back up to grab silverware.
"Well...?" I ask.
"Do you have any soda?" He asks, changing the subject.
"Yep." I pour him and myself a glass of soda, setting his next to him and mine next to me, I sit down.
He was right, the food did look appetizing, though I've never tried it before. I took a bite, it was delicious.
"Wow, thanks Denji this is great." I sigh. "Or should I thank Aki, you're a thief." I laugh.
Denji chuckles a bit, too enamored in his own meal.
I don't think I've ever seen someone eat as much as he does, he's probably cleared that entire box in under 15 minutes.
"I might have to save the other half of this for lunch tomorrow." I sigh, patting my stomach. I close the box and take his and my silverware and empty cups, putting them in the sink for later. I put the rest of my food in the fridge for later too.
"So, gonna tell me why you wanted to hang out?" I ask, sitting back down across from him.
His face burns red. "Well uh..." he clears his throat. "I uhh... was thinking and..." he drags out his sentence.
"Spit it out man the anticipation is killing me!" I smile.
He averts his eyes. "I was thinking about it and... I want you to show me more than just kissing." He blurts, embarrassed.
My eyes go wide. "I..." I'm at a loss for words.
"Please?" He glances up at me, he sounds desperate, and his voice is leaning on a whining tone.
It tugs at my heart and makes my legs feel like jelly. I tuck my legs underneath me on the chair. I'm blushing now, too, I can feel my face heating up.
"Oh, man..." I sigh, tucking my hair back.
I look at Denji, who is squirming in his seat, he's usually a bit bolder but he seems truly nervous right now.
I stand up and walk over to him. Tucking my hair behind my ears and leaning over, I kiss him. He tastes like his food and I bet I taste spicy.
He captures his lips in mine, instantly returning the kiss.
I pull away slowly, marking kisses across his cheek that he leans into, I whisper in his ear, "You mean like... sexual stuff?" I ask, still wanting him to clarify.
His breath hitches and he nods, "Yes... I have thought about it so much since you first kissed me... I'm certain I want it to be you." His hands find my forearms and he holds onto them.
"Did you touch yourself while thinking about me?" I breathe in his ear.
He whimpers slightly but catches himself. He nods.
I gently take one of his hands off one of my forearms and cup his forming erection with my palm. He whines. I pull away to look at him.
His face is scrunched up and red, and he opens his eyes to peer at me. I rub my palm back and forth against him, I feel him swell under my hand.
"Hmmm..." he whines, gripping his shirt.
I pull my hand away and he whimpers. I've barely touched him and he already looks so fucked out.
"Let's go to my room." I pull him up and drag him to my room, he sits on the edge of the bed and leans back on his hands while I close the door.
Denji sucks a breath in as I straddle him, his hands instinctively landing on my hips.
"I'm not going to have sex with you tonight." I wrap my arms around his neck. There's a slight look of disappointment on him.
"But... you won't leave unsatisfied." I place my palm back over his now fully hard erection.
His face contorts but not in pain. I slowly push him onto his back. His hands slide up and down my waist impatiently. I lean back down to kiss his neck, dragging my lips up to the junction where his jaw and neck connect.
I brace my hands on either side of his head as I pull away to settle down on him, sitting right on him. He groans a bit as I rock my hips against him.
I sigh a little as I rub over my clothed clit. His hands grip my hips again and he pushes me down harder against him, we both moan softly.
Denji releases his grip on my hips to pull me to him by my head. His lips crash into mine, and he uses his other hand, gliding it over my ass to push my back into him. The kiss is lazy as he desperately grinds me against him. Our mouths connect to drown out our noises.
"Fuck..." he sighs, pulling back and letting his head fall back down on the mattress.
I pull his arms off me and wipe my mouth off our saliva. I climb off of him. "Scooch back a bit," I tell him, and he complies instantly, his legs are no longer hanging off the bed so this should be easier now.
I unbuckle his belt and he helps me pull down his pants by lifting his butt. His dick flies free, painfully hard as it slaps back against his stomach. I only felt a bit of his length through his pants earlier but seeing it in front of me makes me realize it's much bigger than I thought.
"What?" He asks, realizing I was ogling him. He goes to cover himself in embarrassment.
"It's nothing you're just bigger than I thought." I swat his hands away. I settle between his legs and unbutton his shirt. He goes to pull it off but I stop him, "Keep it on." I smirk.
I push the fabric of his shirt out of the way as I kiss down his chest, his blush spreading there too.
Getting further down I kiss his tip, he sucks in through his teeth harshly, glancing down at me.
I grab ahold of his base and rub circles over it with my thumb. Denji grips the sheets. I kiss over his length gently while stroking it up and down.
"Fuck..." Denji whimpers softly.
Finally, I lick a stripe up his length, swirling my tongue around the tip a couple of times. Denji moans.
While stroking it, I take the tip into my mouth, continuing to swirl around it but I add a bit of suction. This continues for a bit, Denji letting out little noises.
Having enough of my teasing, Denji grabs my head and a fistful of my hair with it, pushing my head down to the hilt. His pubes brush against my nose and I struggle not to gag as tears form in my eyes.
I feel saliva drip down my chin in response to his sudden actions. I don't mind it though, his head hitting the back of my throat sends jolts of arousal through me, I was already wet before but now I'm dripping.
I brace my hands on his hips as he pulls my head up for a second, bringing it back down not long after. Denji's moans and whimpers drive me to accept the abuse to my throat.
"Oh fuck!" He moans. "Your throat is so fucking good!" He pushes me back up and down, fucking my throat.
I gag on him and his relentless pace. My saliva drips onto his balls and my nails dig into his hips. I can feel the tears rolling down my cheeks.
I pull off his forcefully, fighting against his grip, which he loosens once he realizes that I need air. I cough and greedily gulp as much air as I can get before licking over him again, setting my tongue on his underside and opening my throat for him again.
I wait patiently for Denji to get the hint, which he does, and grab my head once again, this time he's a bit slower and nicer, fucking my throat with ease. I look up to see him. His face is flushed and drool runs out of his open mouth and down his chin. His eyes are practically rolled back as he releases the most obscene sounds. His whimpers are desperate and so are his hands, bobbing my head up and down on him.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" He moans I feel the hot ropes of cum filling my throat. I pull off slightly but leave him in my mouth and swallow as it's coming out, it's not very thick but that's probably because he's been jacking off to the thought of me, probably doing something like this.
I finally get the chance to really catch my breath, Denji's hands are glued to my head, but the pressure he put on them is gone.
"Oh shit..." he sighs, leaning his head back, catching his breath.
I reluctantly pull his hands out of my hair and get up, I grab his underwear and throw it at him, and he quickly puts them back on.
I wipe the saliva off my face and grab my hair brush. My legs wobble a bit as arousal surges through my body, but this is about Denji, not me.
As if he can read my mind, Denji asks, "What about you, are you not..." He gulps, "Wet?"
"I can take care of that later." I chuckle, dragging my brush through my hair.
"Let me..." Denji pulls me by the belt loop in my pants.
"I don't want to overwhelm you." I sigh, but my breath is caught in my throat as I feel Denjis's hand cupping my mound through my pants.
My breath hitches a bit as he rubs me as I rubbed him earlier.
"I won't be, teach me how to touch you." He leans his head on my stomach.
"You're too persuasive..." I sigh, running a hand through his hair and using my other hand to unbutton my pants.