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#and also a fake inflated ego which i try to perform so that it lifts the self-esteem from the gutter.
belit0 · 9 months
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Izuna 4 I’m begging
4) reader is famous for faking all their orgasms and Izuna takes it as a challenge. Later Izuna is counting all reader’s orgasms during sex.
Two people asked for it and I can't help but think this is THE BEST ONE FOR IZUNA.
So this turned out to be a modern Mafia AU, and I really liked the outcome!
part 2 - madara's pov
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Do you have any idea how many men went through (Y/N)'s legs? Maybe not, but many. Countless times she encountered individuals who claimed they could destroy her and leave her shaking, claiming she would have the best sex of her life, but it never happened.
Many times, (Y/N) debated admitting to them that their sexual skills are plainly bad, how they have no clue about pleasing a woman, and are life's greatest cliche not finding the clitoris, but always giving up.
She would make them believe their sexual performance was magnificent, screaming every moan as if it were real, faking her body's tremor as she "reached orgasm", pretending to be exhausted after a great session. (Y/N) found more passion with her own sex toys and in the comfort of her home than in anyone's bed, coming to think maybe she was flawed for not being able to feel pleasure with anyone.
She became a professional liar, inflating the ego of every man who passed between her legs and making them feel unattainable, as if they were the best in the business. Internally, she laughed at them, but also didn't deny to herself how she went to every encounter hoping to be touched by someone who genuinely knows what they're doing.
Resigned and bored with her flat sex life, the moment a mysterious man with long black hair approached her at the nightclub and invited her to spend the night, she didn't hesitate. Was it dangerous? Yes, of course, but that added a little spice to the affair.
After so many failed experiences, foreplay became the most interesting part of every "night of passion" (Y/N) went through. It was more attractive to find out about the life of the person who would get into bed with her than the act itself. She considered it entertaining to learn about their professions and hobbies, rather than the moment they offered to "make you scream like you've never did before."
When this man proposed going straight to her apartment, (Y/N) began to fantasize about the talk they would have before starting. She would ask him about his family, to tell her some strange story from his childhood, his most regretted life situation, and about his job, among other things. She would put together a profile of the man with long black hair and mischievous eyes who took her away from a boring evening at the nightclub, and she would keep it with all the other losers stored in her mind.
Hell, maybe he'd even surprise her with an interesting story, making him stand out from all the other vapid men and help her remember him later when she told the anecdote to her friends.
The man introduced himself as Izuna, but (Y/N) quickly forgot his name. He drove her home, and to her surprise, he approached the evening differently than what she was used to. Instead of offering her a glass of water and getting down to small talk, as soon as they walked through the door, he slammed her against the wall to kiss her hungrily.
"You know... I don't usually do this with girls from that horrible bar, but you stand out." He whispered between kisses as he lifted her up in his arms, grabbing her legs and wrapping them around his waist. The short skirt (Y/N) wore rode up to her abdomen, revealing a thin thong that would soon be ripped off by him.
Placidly surprised, (Y/N) mentally gave him points for getting off to a good start, and began to calculate which would be the moment of disappointment. Would he propose the best oral sex of her life, trying to eat her cunt without even knowing where to lick? Would he try to make her come only with penetration, finishing before her in a precocious way? Would he want to demonstrate his wonderful fingering skills, touching everything but her clit?
Izuna wasted no time, and laid her gently on the bed, lying on top of her but still kissing. He took his time to remove the small night top she was wearing, without having to bother with much effort. He stripped her of every garment, and between the wetness of her lips asked, "Tell me what you want."
Using the situation to her advantage, she took it personally, testing the skills of the first man who had managed to stir her attention in a long time. "Eat me up and make me moan your name, stranger."
"Open wide for me baby, and let me taste that sweet pussy..." Quickly, Izuna reached down between her legs, finding without trouble that magical little ball that everyone failed to locate. The pleasure was immediate and overwhelming, leaving her in shock at such precision. His tongue danced in a rhythm that seemed to be well practiced, without wasting a second in places that were not worth it.
He concentrated on finding that spot, the one that made her lean back on her elbows and look at him lustfully, genuinely moaning for the first time in a really long time. At some point she felt defeated, having lost a tacit battle against life. She thought she would never find a man who could make her feel something, and here she was, disarmed under the tongue of one who seems to be an expert in the art.
He punished her clit without remorse, making her lose her breath and leaving her agitated after a good few minutes. "What... what did you say your name was?" The girl asked in her turmoil, trying to scour her mind so she could moan with abandon and pay tribute to such a man.
"You're fucking shitting me... Izuna, and you better scream it loud or I could be here for hours."
After (Y/N's) recklessness, he continued his ministrations in a much more severe manner, raising her arousal level to heights she didn't think possible. Her cunt dripped for him, surrendering it all and not having to fake anything.
The girl moaned and whimpered his name until she felt two fingers pressing against her from the inside, his tongue concentrating on that wonderful spot. She lost her words and forgot her breathing as her peak exploded, her orgasm overwhelming her under the expert's hands.
"There goes the first one... let's go for the second."
Trembling at such stimulation, she opened her eyes to look at the face of the man who had made her come, without having to pretend to be enjoying it or using her personal toys. Izuna was genuinely beautiful, a mixture of delicate, hard features, thick chewy lips, and black orbs hinting at pure sex. “Like what you see, baby?”
As (Y/N) tried to recover, he made quick work of his clothes, positioning himself on top of her. He slipped on a condom and took both her wrists in one hand, trapping them above her head. He entered smoothly, using natural lubrication and saliva, making her exhale with pleasure at his size.
He managed to multi-task, fucking her hard while his free hand massaged her clit. His hips moved like a well-oiled machine, pounding that spot inside that made her see stars. "Shi-it, yes! Ri-ight the-ere, fuck-k me harder, Izuna!"
The man set about punishing all her stimulation zones at the same time, making her arch her back and pull his hair as she tries to cope with all the sensations. Izuna bites her neck as (Y/N) attempts to squeeze him against her, leaving a mark that will last for days and serve as a reminder.
When she believes herself no longer able to endure so many sensations at once, the man finishes, quickly pulling his cock out of her and cumming in the condom. Once his contents finished coming out, he ties it shut with a knot, and fumbles in the dark for the trash can to discard it.
"There goes the second one...want a third, pretty girl?"
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(Y/N) wakes up groggily, with memories of the night before still plaguing her mind. She continues to be completely naked but seems to be alone in the apartment. There is no sign of Izuna anywhere, but she quickly spots a note on her bedside table.
"646 xxx - xxxx, text me later ;)"
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