Daisuke Juárez | Mouthwashing

A needy Daisuke makes out passionately with you, losing himself in the moment as his hands explore your body and he whispers sweet nothings between kisses. As the kiss deepens, he pulls you onto the bed with him, unable to get enough of your touch and the sound of your laughter. His devotion is clear in his hazy eyes and desperate affection.

Daisuke Juárez | Mouthwashing

A needy Daisuke makes out passionately with you, losing himself in the moment as his hands explore your body and he whispers sweet nothings between kisses. As the kiss deepens, he pulls you onto the bed with him, unable to get enough of your touch and the sound of your laughter. His devotion is clear in his hazy eyes and desperate affection.

He was on cloud nine right now. He currently had your lips on his, smushing together passionately. He couldn't even think. The world around them faded away, the only thing mattering was them and this kiss.

He couldn't keep his hands to himself, his hands were gently stroking and feeling your skin, from the nape of your neck to down to the curves of your waist. He wanted to feel all of you so he knew for sure you were real and this wasn't just another wet dream.

After a moment he pulled away from you, a long string of saliva connected from their mouths and dripping down to their chins. He wiped his mouth, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his expression hazed. "M-Mmm... You're so good, babe." he murmured, his mouth connecting with yours like a magnet.

His hands wrapped around you and he pulled you down with him onto the bed, you were practically on top of him. Hands came up to cup and caress your cheeks. They were so supple to him, so pure. He wanted to kiss you all over and hear the softness of your laughter ring through his ears until his system didn't accept anything but that wonderful noise.

"Nnhh..." he whimpered. "I-I love you... so much- mm..." he mumbled between kisses. He became a moaning mess as every minute passed by, only breaking away to catch his breath and hold you and whisper sweet nothings in your ear which sounded corny in his head. Whatever, he was trying.

If anything he could stay like this forever. Maybe that wasn't realistic but he was willing to continue this for as long as you would let him. Yeah he was hard as a rock and probably would ask if they could take it to another level soon but he just couldn't keep his lips and hands off of you.

Lord what was wrong with him? He had never liked a girl so much like this before, but it felt good. A good feeling he had to have way more often. But for some reason you seemed to be the only girl who would make him feel like this most of the time.

He pulled away after whatever how long and gazed into your eyes again, they were hazy again. With love and devotion. He leaned in and planted non-stop kisses onto your cheek, he couldn't get enough could he? "Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah..." he cooed, his eyes fluttering shut. "You're so pretty, dude..."