Daisuke Mouthwashing X Reader Novels & Stories

DAISY POV My fingers trembled as I obeyed, sliding them free. They glistened with my own arousal in the faint light. I didn’t know where to put them or how to hide them. Diesel caught my wrist before I could. He brought my slick fingers to his mouth and — without breaking eye contact — sucked them clean. A broken gasp escaped me. The wet heat of his tongue sent a fresh pulse of need straight to my core. When he released my fingers, his voice dropped even lower, almost a growl.

He growled. “That's a first but I knew it. Any idiot can tell from the fact that she's wearing the stuff that you aren't. Not to mention, it smells like sex in here and she's holding the teddy bear you bought earlier. None of those has ever happened before. I thought she smelled familiar. I'm Daisuke by the way, his loyal Beta.” “Loyal? Last I checked, you always try to weasel your way out of doing admin whenever it's your turn.”