[Drabble] What I Want to Hear
Title: What I Want to Hear
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Nain/Aoba
Word Count: 100
Genre: General
Rating: R
Warning: anal sex
Summary: Aoba loves his adoptive father.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Note: Written for slut-dere on tumblr, just something to accompany this wonderful post/piece of art that was drawn. I know it's short, but meh, it was something that was one my mind.
Prompt: drabble123 : #14 - Encouragement ( Table Random 1)
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“Yes!” Aoba moaned, gasping, fisting his hands in the sheets, “Harder!”
“Such a good boy,” the warm voice washing over Aoba, setting his blood on fire, letting the liquid lava course through every nerve ending, “You know what you have to say.”
Each thrust was deeper than the last, fingers digging into his hips, leg lifted up and draped against a firm chest. Long fingers were wrapped around Aoba's cock, pumping him ever toward his impending release.
“Say what I want to hear,” Nain hummed, his burgundy eyes bright, his brunette hair damp.
Aoba moaned, guttural, vociferous, “Daddy!”
“Good boy.”
Cross Posted to: drabble123
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Nain/Aoba
Word Count: 100
Genre: General
Rating: R
Warning: anal sex
Summary: Aoba loves his adoptive father.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Note: Written for slut-dere on tumblr, just something to accompany this wonderful post/piece of art that was drawn. I know it's short, but meh, it was something that was one my mind.
Prompt: drabble123 : #14 - Encouragement ( Table Random 1)
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“Yes!” Aoba moaned, gasping, fisting his hands in the sheets, “Harder!”
“Such a good boy,” the warm voice washing over Aoba, setting his blood on fire, letting the liquid lava course through every nerve ending, “You know what you have to say.”
Each thrust was deeper than the last, fingers digging into his hips, leg lifted up and draped against a firm chest. Long fingers were wrapped around Aoba's cock, pumping him ever toward his impending release.
“Say what I want to hear,” Nain hummed, his burgundy eyes bright, his brunette hair damp.
Aoba moaned, guttural, vociferous, “Daddy!”
“Good boy.”
Cross Posted to: drabble123