cunnilingus|link
CW: ORAL/CUNNILINGUS, SQUIRTING, FINGERING, OVERSTIMULATION
Third Person POV
link being absolutely obsessed with how you taste.
oral fixation to an extreme when it comes to you.
he’d go hours and hours eating you out, drooling against the slick of your cunt, like he’s never eaten a thing in his life.
sitting on his face, sixty-nine, from the back, any position he would do, as long as he could devour you.
he can’t get enough of your pretty moans and whimpering as you’re about to cum on his tongue.
his strong, muscular arms wrapped around your legs, toned and veiny hands harshly gripping the inside of your thighs, keeping them spread just enough to fit his head as deep as he could go.
“c-cumming, fuck… link!”
the lewd wet slurps as he ravenously ate your sweet cunt, sucking perfectly at your clit once you’d scream for climax.
the bottom of his face absolutely soaked after the way he dives into you, he couldn’t get enough of sloppily sucking and licking at your swollen cunt.
think of it as a stress reliever for him, how he’d sometimes practically beg you to ride his face.
and how could you say no.
he was so good at getting you off without even touching you, just a flick of his tongue.
he’d be more then happy to add a finger or two if you asked, but god his mouth was so good.
if he did ever use his fingers though, getting you to squirt just to greedily eat up your mess sounds like a plan to him.
he flipped you over after you’ve cum, laying on your back as he slipped down between your legs once more.
your legs trembled with overstimulation as he caressed and kissed the inside of your shaky thighs.
heaving and whining as he slipped his fingers across your dripping cunt, blue eyes flickering up at you under eyelids to watch how you’d react.
he kept your legs from snapping closed, being much stronger than you, pushing his fingers inside.
he sighed a whimper as he felt you quickly tighten, and didn’t hesitate to curl his fingers immediately.
his calloused hand roamed your thigh, and down to your clit, where his thumb pressed against it.
you squirmed and squealed, but he didn’t let you get away easily, not until he had you make a mess he’d gladly eat up.
he’d prod and prod at the spongy spot against your walls that made you shake, just enough for you to release again.
you’re a slut for him,
but he’s more of a slut for you squirting all over his face, just to then latch himself onto you again to lick it all up.
the stupid innocent look on his face he gives when you’re done, making sure you watch him lick his fingers clean of your taste, none ever gone to waste.
“taste s’ good, sweetheart”
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And our burdens were much lighter when we carried them together.
I know that you don’t care for me.
I tried to be nothing more than your shadow.
But, I see you.
I see you.
I thought I was fine being a shadow.
But, I didn’t think you’d turn around,
And see me too.
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