《King's Little Sister(Meliodas × Reader)》Lemon~
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Y/n turned her back to me, so I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to mine.
{Your pov}
I felt Meliodas's warm breath against my ear. "Please."he begged softly. "What if someone comes to look for me? I am their queen after all."I say. " Then you sure are not don't make a sound."Meliodas whispers in my ear seductively. "Are you sure?"I ask. "Of course."He says. "Ready?"he asks. I nod slowly. Meliodas flipped me over so that I was on my stomach.
He slid off my jeans. "Naughty aren't we Y/n."he says. He ripped off my underwear. He slowly inserted a finger. I bit my lip, holding in a moan. He licked my wet spot as he covered my mouth. He flipped me, leaving a trail of kisses down my jaw to my collarbone. He put my legs on his shoulders as he continued to lick my wet spot. I bit my lip, preventing a moan to slip out. Grinds his waist against mine, leaving love bites across my neck.
Meliodas kisses me again, his tongue pushing against mine, fighting for dominance. He caught me off guard, be sliding his member in my entrance then quickly teasing, by taking it out. I pulled away. "Cheater."I say. "Too bad. You should know that only the male is allowed to take dominance."he says. "Oh really?"I ask, lifting an eyebrow. "Let's see if you still think that later."I say as I kiss him again.
I broke away from the kiss and slowly rubbed his member. He groaned lightly. I twirled my tongue around at his tip, making him bite his lip. I slowly licked it, making Meliodas groan a little louder. I licked it slower, causing his member to twitch at the touch. As I slide his member into my mouth, Meliodas groaned. I sucked on it, leaving Meliodas groaning. He forced his member into my mouth slowly. He groaned again as he force it down my throat.
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He quickly pinned me against the wall,ripping my shirt and tearing off my bra. His tongue swirled around my breasts, his hands cupping them. I slightly moaned. He sat me on the bed, my legs positioned on his shoulders again. He slammed his full length in. I moaned a little loud. Meliodas thrusted his hips slowly, pulling my waist with each thrusts. He thrusted faster, kissing me, then covering my mouth.
He flipped me over, leaving my bare ass sticking up in the air. He set his hand on my waist, his fingertips at my stomach. He thrusted into me harder. "Meliodas!"I moan loudly. He tugged on my hair, going faster. I moaned louder. "Mmm
Y/n."Meliodas groaned as he thrusted into me harder. "Meliodas!"I moaned louder. He gripped my waist with one hand, a handful of my hair in the other, thrusting into me harder. "Meliodas!"I shouted. He licked my neck, leaving love bites, still thrusting into me. "Y-Y/n!"Meliodas grunted, thrusting into me harder. He pushed my waist down, exposing my bare ass even more. "Meliodas!"I moaned. He slapped my ass. "I'm going to-"I moaned as he slapped my ass again. He thrusted slower as we both came. I bit my lip. "I l-love you Meliodas."I moaned softly. "I love you too Y/n."he said. Then we both fell asleep.
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