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(Bea POV)
With a faint thunk, I set down the fourth and final plate. "Next are the cups, then the spoons and forks." I mutter to myself.
From behind, a voice calls out. "Thanks for setting the table, Bea." Mark says, looking over his shoulder. Currently filling up the kettle with tap water.
"Don't mention it, kuya Mark. You cook breakfast and dinner almost everyday, so I should at least help with setting the table." I reply with a smile.
It's at moments like this that it feels like me and kuya Mark are a married couple.
'Once I marry him, everyday will be like this.'
And that thought brings a smile to my lips.
.
.
"Mark, can you feed me like you did with Rheyna earlier?" I ask, seated at the dinner table with Mark, tita, tito, and Aliyah.
Yet, even though I requested something like that, no one bat an eye.
All thanks to the hypnosis I placed on them.
"Huh? Do I still need to practice that? I already did it with Rheyna, and I'm sure I did a good job." Mark replied, his head tilted slightly as he looks at me with a quizzical gaze.
"More practice is always better. What if next time you hit her teeth with a spoon? You wouldn't want that, right?"
"Hmm.. You make a good point. Alright. I'll do it." Mark turns back to his plate and scoops up a spoonful of rice and squash.
He raised the loaded spoon and brought it to my lips. "Ahh~" he beckoned with a smile on his face.
'Yes- This is exactly what I wanted.'
Opening my mouth, I take in the food offered. The taste of rice and coconut cream squash stew filled my mouth.
'It's delicious. Which is only natural because kuya Mark cooked it.' With that thought, I swallowed the chewed up rice and squash.
My heart feels full. Not from the food, but from the act of my beloved feeding me.
'I should have kuya Mark do this for every dinner from now on. But before that...' I take my spoon and scoop up some rice and squash.
I then bring the loaded spoon to Mark's lips.
"Say ah~" I beckoned.
For a moment, Mark appeared to be taken aback. But soon he parted his lips and ate the food offered.
"You shouldn't always be giving, Mark. You have to receive too."
"... Alright." he says. His lips then curl into a grin. "So give me lots, okay?"
'Ah...' my mouth gaped. I stared at Mark's face for a few seconds.
'More. I want him to love me more.'
"Mark, tomorrow morning I want you to..."
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The next morning.
My eyes fly open.
A strong sensation jolted me awake.
Yet, it wasn't pain, but pleasure.
I look at the source.
Between my bare legs is Mark. His face snuggled between my thighs as his tongue penetrates my pussy. Creating squelching noises every time he moves it inside me.
'Shit- Waking up to a morning blowjob is better than I thought!'
Wearing a comfortable shirt and shorts, Mark is blowing me to wake me up, just as I instructed him to.
"Huh?" Mark's eyes slowly open. His gaze locks with mine. "Goob mhornging." he greeted without pulling away.
As soon he finished talking, he got back to eating me out. Diligently serving my pussy.
The boy I grew up with, the boy I see as an older brother, and the boy I love is obediently putting his face between my legs and pleasuring me first thing in the morning.
The mere sight of it is intoxicating.
"That's it... Ha, shit- You're doing so well." I praised between breaths.
And perhaps hearing that, Mark's mouth became more eager in its movements.
And because I only just woke up, but I couldn't resist the orgasm threatening to blow.
"Hah- Shit! Mark!" I gasped. My hands grab Mark's head and pull him deeper into my cunt.
"Hmph!?"
"I'm cumming! Swallow it all!" I demanded.
And not long after, my pussy erupted. Spraying my juices all over Mark as he desperately tries to catch it all in his mouth.
"Ha... hah- Shit." I breathed, riding out my orgasm.
As I did, Mark pulled away. His features wet with my juices as he sat on his heels.
His jaw is dropped, but his mouth is closed. Almost as if he has something inside.
His eyes then lock with mine.
Through the haze of my orgasm, Mark opened his mouth.
"!?!?" my eyes blow wide open. The haze in my head disappearing as I stared at Mark's mouth.
Or rather, what's inside.
Inside Mark's open mouth is a clear liquid.
My juices.
Without breaking eye contact, Mark closed his mouth and swallowed. An audible gulp echoed as he did.
He opened his mouth again, showing it off to me.
"Did I do good? I read online that girls like that." he says. His eyes searching my face for approval.
My breathing deepened while my heart hammered against my chest.
My arousal reaching a height it shouldn't this early in the morning.
In response, I gave a slow nod. "Y- Yeah..." I breathed.
"Okay. Since I did what you asked, I'll go and wash up now." Mark says, wiping his face with his shirt.
He swings his legs off and descends my bed.
Intending to leave.
Grab
"Huh?"
But I had other plans.
Having grabbed his arm, I pulled Mark back into bed with me.
In a matter of seconds, Mark is lying on his back while I straddle him. My cunt rubbing against his dick under a thin layer of fabric.
"After showing me something like that, you expect me to let you leave?" I say. My eyes locked on to Mark's as he looks at me with shock.
"Bea, we'll be late if we-"
"Just a quickie." I breathed. My hands already on his waistband.
"... Fine."
Perhaps because he knew I wouldn't take no, or maybe he was being swept along, but Mark reluctantly agreed.
Pulling his shorts down, I am met with Mark's half-erect penis.
Without wasting another second, I take him inside my mouth.
My tongue lapping at the meaty organ, beckoning it to grow.
And grow it did.
Bit by bit, Mark's cock grew bigger and harder in my mouth.
The sensation feels strange, but very addicting.
Pulling back, I release Mark's cock from my mouth.
Through my efforts, it has transformed into a delectable feast. My leftover drool catching the light's glow.
"Bea, hurry..." Mark requested, or rather begged me to.
The blush on his cheeks paint an adorable, but erotic image.
"Heh~ Alright. Here it is." I whispered.
Raising my hips, I position myself right above Mark's cock.
And without further ado, I sank down. Impaling myself on it.
A sharp gasp escaped Mark. My pussy swallowing his penis whole.
"Shit... Thanks for the breakfast, Mark~" I grinned.
In an attempt to hold back, Mark's hands grab fistfuls of the sheets while he bites down on his lips.
"Hey...."
I raise my hips.
"Why"
Plap
"Hngg!!"
"-are you"
Swish
"-trying to"
Plap
"Gah-!"
"-hold back"
Swish
"-your moans?"
PLAP
"Haahh!"
Slamming my hips down for the third time, a breathy moan escaped Mark's lips.
"I-If we're too loud, the neighbors might hear..."
With a rational explanation like that, the logical course of action would've been to agree and quietly finish.
However.
"So what if they hear?
"Huh?"
Mark looks at me with an expression full of shock.
And to that, I reply with a smirk.
"So what if they hear your moans?" I say, rolling my hips. Eliciting another gasp from Mark.
"Let them hear you get fucked."
"No- Wait-"
But I didn't wait. Just as I said it would be a quickie, I began driving onto Mark's cock with a fast pace. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the room.
As for Mark, he covered his mouth with both hands. His moans coming out silenced.
"No."
I reach out and grab his wrists. Prying them off.
Mark tried to resist, but he can't compete against a woman's strength. So his resistance is futile.
With his wrists pinned to the sides of his head, he couldn't stop the noises escaping his lips anymore.
"That's it..." I breathed. Watching as Mark looks at me with flushed cheeks.
"Let it all out. I want to hear your sweet moans first thing in the morning."
Looking at Mark's flustered face, I couldn't resist squeezing my insides tighter around his cock.
"How does having sex in the morning feel, Mark? Do you like it?" I ask, my eyes never leaving his.
"... It feels wrong. Like we're doing something bad..." Mark replied, his cheeks flushed red, coming off as innocent.
"........"
"Huh? Bea, is something wrong? Why did you suddenly stop?" Mark says, tilting his head slightly. Looking at me with curious eyes.
".... Fucking adorable." I muttered under my breath.
"Huh? What did you s- AY!?"
Without warning, I began moving my hips with full force. Fucking Mark like I intend to get pregnant.
"Ah- Bea- Slow down!" Mark pleaded. Beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Ha- Quickie, remember?!"
And before I knew it, my womb had come down. The head of Mark's penis is hitting my cervix with each slam of my hips.
Every time Mark's cock hits my cervix an explosion of pleasure runs through me. My orgasm building up in a ridiculous pace.
"I'm cumming- Cum with me Mark! I want you to cum right into my womb!"
At my words, a flash of realization swept across Mark's face. His features transforming to one of horror.
Finally, my orgasm arrived. My pussy erupting like a geyser, spraying my fluids all over Mark.
Inside, I felt Mark's cock convulsing, his ejaculation imminent.
And just as he was about to cum, Mark suddenly rose up with newfound strength. Escaping my hold, Mark pushed me off.
His throbbing penis sliding out in one motion.
Right as my back hit the bed, Mark climaxed. White hot cum shooting out and landing all over my legs, stomach, and pelvis.
Realizing what just happened, my features twisted into one of anger. "What- Why did you push me off?!" I yelled. Rage replacing pleasure in my body.
I look at Mark, his chest heaving while his entire body twitches every other second. "I- I didn't take the pill. If I came inside, you would have gotten pregnant..." Mark breathed. The mature tomgirl I know looked delicate now.
Hearing his explanation, a wave of realization washed over me. "Oh- Oh, no. I'm sorry, Mark! I got swept up in the mood and forgot!" I hurriedly approach Mark, my hands grabbing his shoulders.
"I didn't mean to! I'm sorry I got angry at you!"
Mark stares at my face, searching for any signs that contradict my claim.
"... Okay. I forgive you. But let's use a condom next time, okay? We absolutely can't let you get pregnant from us practicing." Mark says, accepting my apology.
"! Thank you, Mark! I promise it won't happen again!"
The tension leaves my body, relieved that Mark didn't start hating me.
"I'll go shower first. I'll hurry so we aren't late for school." he says, sliding off my head. This time I didn't pull him back.
"Alright. I'll be right there." I say, watching Mark's back before he disappears into the hallway.
"... Ha...!" a deep sigh escapes me as I hang my head.
"I messed up. I got angry at kuya Mark..."
An ugly feeling of guilt and shame weighed down on me like sacks of rice.
"... I should make it up to him somehow." the idea popped into my head.
"With my savings, I can take him somewhere a bit nice. Maybe we can go to an arcade and then eat at that newly opened Japanese restaurant at the mall."
While I pondered on my date itinerary with Mark, I slid back into my pajamas and headed to the bathroom with a towel on my shoulder.
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