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You learn a lot about soulmates early in life, but nothing prepares you for the changes that happen in you. As you get older, you feel more and more of your soulmate. Your connections grow stronger.
There were ones you were warned about - things like some of their pains, some of their emotions.
But they don’t warn you that you feel when your soulmate does things .
The first time it happened it was the summer you were starting college, you were laying in bed on vacation and you felt your clit grow harder, a wetness between your legs as pleasure grew. You were confused why you were getting so turned on, but it wasn’t like you had never gotten aroused before.
What threw you off was when it started to feel like someone was touching you. It felt like someone was right there, rubbing you between your legs. You sighed and moaned, your eyes fell shut as you gave in to pleasure.
You didn’t know what to think when you came without being touched, but maybe it was a one time thing. You had been tired, you had been in the sun all day. But when it happened again the next day, you had to go online to find out if anyone else had felt something like this. You found a thread about the exact thing you went through, and you couldn’t even be surprised when you found out it was a soulmate thing.
Apparently, at a certain point in your life you can feel when your soulmate is touching themselves. It had to do with being more connected, because supposedly when you two have sex you’ll have double pleasure, your own and their’s. It made sense, but you couldn’t help but blush when you thought about it. About how it felt when you were laying in bed, knowing that it was really your soulmate touching themselves. What was he getting off to? What got your soulmate hard?
A few days later, you were in the shower and your hands started to wander. Down your neck, over your tits. And finally between your legs, fingers teasing along your lips before dipping into your wet hole, your eyes closed as you moaned in pleasure. As you rubbed your clit and fucked yourself, your moans bounced off the walls of the shower.
And then, a thought hit you. Oh God, your soulmate could feel this too. Your soulmate, wherever he was and whatever he was doing, could feel you playing with yourself.
And fuck did that not turn you on even more.
You started fucking yourself faster, your nipples hard at the idea of your soulmate having to stop and hide his hard on. The way he’d blush and cover himself, maybe even start to play with himself a little because he couldn’t help himself.
You came harder than you ever had in your entire life at the idea.
You sighed and rested your forehead against the wall, and you groaned when you started to feel the pleasure start again. Fuck, of course your soulmate would be getting off now. Your mind started to wander, wondering what exactly he was doing right then.
Denki’s eyes went wide when he started to feel the pleasure start to build between his legs. Oh fuck, was his soulmate getting off? That’s so hot. What were they thinking about? Where were they right now?
This was the worst possible place to get hard, shopping for clothes. Well, for anyone but Denki. He had a secret - he loved getting off in public. It was even a part of his series he wrote, a doujin about a pervert, essentially living out his dirtiest fantasies.
And people ate it up.
His cock twitched hard when he felt you cum, his eyes closing and his hand slipping in his pocket to squeeze his cock behind a rack of clothes. Fucking hell.
Honestly, he considered just pulling his cock out right there between the clothes and jerk off, already teasing his head between his thumb and forefinger through his pocket. But the dressing rooms were right there, so he grabbed a random shirt and covered his crotch with it, heading to the dressing rooms.
Once he was inside a stall he locked the door behind him and leaned against it, catching a glimpse of himself immediately in the full length mirror. He looked so flushed already, his cock straining against his zipper obscenely, it was so fucking hot.
He rubbed himself slowly over his jeans before working them open, chuckling lowly at the wet spot on his underwear from precum. Denki pulled out his cock and teased the head with his thumb, working up the precum before slowly sliding his hand down his cock. He set a slow pace, teasing himself at first. It was fun to tease himself, to build up the danger. At any moment someone could come in, could notice what he was doing.
And that’s one thing he loved about doing this anywhere and everywhere he could.
Denki sighed as his eyes shut, his hips starting to buck on their own. He didn’t stop himself, his ass pounding against the door as he fucked his fist. He opened his eyes and groaned, biting his lip to keep himself from moaning out. He was always so loud, which added to the panic - and the thrill - of jerking off or hooking up in public.
He watched himself as he came, covering the carpet and the mirror with his cum.
As you felt your soulmate hit his peak, your legs turned to jelly. You turned off the shower and climbed out, moving to lay on your bed in just a towel. If your soulmate had half the libido you do, you were in trouble.
As time went on you realized how bad it was going to be. It seemed like your soulmate was a pervert, always getting off. And it was taking a lot for you to get used to. You’d just be walking down the street and bam, soulmate jerking off. At work? Soulmate orgasm. It never stopped.
And so you started to retaliate. Why should he be the one that gets all the fun?
You climbed into bed one day after he had gotten off not once or twice, but three times in one day. And it was so much. You reached over into the nightstand and opened the drawer, getting out your vibrator. You licked your lips and turned it on, placing it between your legs with a gasp. You pressed it against your clits, letting the suction and vibrations run through your body. Your other hand roamed to your chest, rolling your nipple between your fingers before moving up farther.
As your hand rested on your neck, you took a deep breath. Fuck, it felt so good. Every time you felt the pleasure build up, you’d pull away just to edge and tease yourself.
And your soulmate.
You grabbed your favorite doujin, flipping it open to the part that always got you the wettest in this volume. The main character was in a restaurant, a flush on his face. The next panel showed a woman under the table with dark hair, his cock shoved deep down her throat. You felt yourself getting closer again, closing your eyes as you came.
But you weren’t done yet.
You could cum more than once, and your soulmate hadn’t been taught his lesson yet. You took a breath and pressed the vibrator to your clit again, a loud gasp falling from your lips. You were so sensitive from cumming once before, and you knew the second wouldn’t take as long.
As you twisted your nipple your voice shook, all you could think about was your soulmate feeling the same pleasure you are. The same overstimulation. And that turned you on so fucking much.
Denki’s cock was still rock hard, even after feeling your pleasure peak. God that felt like heaven. Everything felt so tingly and good, you must’ve used a vibrator.
He liked to imagine what you were doing, you were probably in bed. You took your time to tease yourself, and him, before you found your release.
But, you weren’t stopping.
He bit his lip when he felt the vibrations start again, what the hell? You were going back for more? You were insatiable, and it was driving him crazy. You came again fairly quickly and he sighed contently, thinking that would be the end.
But he was dead wrong.
You kept coming back for more and more, and he knew he’d be in trouble. He was trapped on the train heading home, and there was no good place to hide. He needed to get off so badly, he had never felt this way before. So fucked out before he even did anything.
Denki was getting closer and closer without being touched, just from you pleasuring yourself. You were absolutely ruthless, and he knew part of it had to be because you knew he felt it too.
You hit another peak, and as you rode out the aftershocks he felt himself cum in his pants with a groan, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He couldn’t believe he just did that, he couldn’t remember the last time he came in his pants, untouched.
He kept feeling the vibrations and he had to bite his tongue from whining from overstimulation. Sure, it was hot that you could go so many times! But he was suffering here.
But in the best kind of way.
God he needed to meet you, he wanted to get back at you for this. And fuck he wanted to see how many times he could make you cum.
A few weeks later you gasped when you saw online that there was a new copy of the doujin you liked, and that the author would actually be at the release! And signing autographs. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, he never made appearances. No one even knew who he was.
You were so fucking excited, you couldn’t believe it.
When the day came you made your way to the bookstore, groaning when you saw a line. It was already a while until he was supposed to arrive, and now you have to wait in a line too? At least you weren’t too deep in the line.
You sighed and played a game on your phone, waiting on it to be time. You were easily bored, and apparently so was your soulmate. Because out of nowhere, you felt the pleasure start to build between your legs. Damn, again?
At least it’d keep you occupied while you waited.
You closed your eyes and let the pleasure take over you. Your breathing hitched slightly, though you tried to hold back. No one could know what you were doing and what you were feeling - and that turned you on so fucking much.
You were getting so wet, and not just from what your soulmate was doing.
As you lost yourself in the moment, you almost missed the sounds of moans coming from the alley next to you. Your eyes snapped open and you looked over, your sights landing on the most gorgeous man you had probably ever seen. Blond hair with a black streak, a low cut v shirt with black pants.
And those pants were pushed open, exposing his hard cock. His eyes were closed as he worked his cock, long slender fingers wrapped around it. You felt your pussy throbbing, your pupils dilated in lust. You couldn’t stop watching him, heart racing. You knew it was wrong, but that was what made it so hot.
You slowly made your way out of the line and into the alley, even though you didn’t want to lose your place. But how could you ignore this?
You carefully watched from next to a trash can, your hand slipping down the front of your pants and slipping between your wet folds. As you teased your swollen clit you gasped softly, your eyes still trained on the stranger in front of you. He looked so hot, now that you were closer you could see the black paint on his nails, the couple of rings on his fingers. Everything about him drew you in.
A bead of precum swelled up at his tip and your mouth watered, all you wanted was to taste him. You whined, your finger slipping deep into your hole.
His eyes shot open and your heart leapt into your throat, your fingers growing soaked. The fear of being caught turning you on more than you had ever been in your life. He locked eyes with you and you could see the panic on his face, until he noticed what you were doing. He then smirked, teasing his slit with his thumb as he held eye contact.
You kept fingering yourself, chewing on your bottom lip as you looked up at him. You moved closer, finally, down on your knees in front of him as he continued to jerk himself off.
Reaching out, you took his cock in your free hand and you gasped, it felt like a shock of electricity went through you. Was this your soulmate?
It was obvious he felt it too, and honestly it felt so fitting that this was how you met your soulmate. He pulled you up and pressed a kiss to your lips, and the articles were right there really was nothing like kissing your soulmate. You moaned softly into his mouth, letting him deepen the kiss and slip his tongue into your mouth.
He pressed you up against the brick wall, his cock trapped between the two of you and making him moan. Fuck, his moan was so pretty.
You felt so weak in the knees as you looked up at him, reaching down to stroke his cock again. “Fuck, baby. Your hand feels so good,” he said, and his voice had you melting.
“If you think that feels good, you should feel my pussy,” you teased. His eyes grew dark at that, and he kissed you again. “I’m y/n.”
“Denki,” he replied, his hand busy with the button and zipper on your pants. Denki got them open and pushed them down, turning you and bending you at the waist so your ass was poked out. He pushed your panties to the side, exposing your dripping cunt to the air.
“Mmm look at you, so wet for me already. I always knew my soulmate would have a pretty little needy pussy,” he said, teasing over your hole with the tip of his cock. Denki’s hands rested on your hips as he pushed in just the head, leaving you to whine and wiggle your ass.
“Come on, really?” you asked, pushing your ass back to take him deeper.
“You want more?” he teased, and you could just feel the smirk in his words. The bastard.
“Fuck you. Just get your dick inside me. I need to get back in line for the book signing.”
“Oh? You know, that’s me you’re looking forward to meeting,” he said and you couldn’t believe it. Your soulmate was the author? Fuck, that made the stories just that much hotter. He took the moment to push all the way in, bottoming out inside of you. He rubbed your ass with his thumbs as he let you adjust for a moment, before he started to thrust.
And now you truly knew why you felt your soulmate’s pleasure.
It was like heaven, feeling your pleasure and his pleasure at the same time as he fucked you. You didn’t know how it could feel, knowing that the pleasure was coming from him being surrounded by the plush walls of your pussy, but you knew you never wanted to feel anything else.
You braced your hands on the wall as he pounded you from behind, trying to keep your moans down so you wouldn’t get caught. The idea that there were people so close to you while you were getting fucked had you reaching down to rub your clit, you were so close already it was unbelievable. Your eyes closed and your fingers worked faster, occasionally feeling his balls slap your pussy with his thrusts.
“Denki,” you moaned. “Fuck, Denki. Never had anything fill me up like this before,” you admitted. It was like his cock was made for you, and in a way it was.
“Yeah? Are you going to cum on my cock, soulmate?” he asked and that made your heart soft. Soulmate. He really was your soulmate. And fuck you were about to cum.
“Yeah, yeah I’m gonna cum,” you whined, nodding. “You gonna let me cum, soulmate ?” you asked, deepening your voice. You felt his hands tighten on your hips, slamming into you harder to get you over the edge.
You couldn’t hold back your scream as you came, your face pressed against the brick as you felt your pussy clench around him. He groaned at how tight you got, trying to fight back his own orgasm. But it was hard, feeling your pleasure and not chasing his own.
Denki pulled out of you, watching as your hole flexed around nothing. He quickly stroked himself as he came on the ground between your feet, a moan of your name on his lips.
You sighed contently as you pulled up your pants, your legs wobbly. “Mmm, I should’ve known my first time with my soulmate would be in an alley with a group of people right outside,” you said with a chuckle.
“Fuck, you really are my soulmate,” he said eagerly, pulling you in for another kiss. This one was softer than the last, his tongue carefully exploring your mouth as his hand rested on your lower back. You felt the fire in your chest burning low and steady, the kind you have at night with the one you love instead of the forest fire that was burning before.
And they were both perfect.
“I need to get inside. The perverts are waiting for me,” he said against your lips, and you both smiled.
“Okay, but I’m expecting a date later, mister. I don’t put out in an alley for just anyone,” you teased.
“I wouldn’t judge you if you did.”
You just chuckled and kissed him again, letting him go into the store and you slipped in behind him.
Denki took a seat at the table and you licked your lips, an idea filling your mind and you couldn’t fight it. So while they opened the doors, you slipped under the table. The table cloth kept you covered, so not even your soulmate knew what you were doing.
He started to talk and sign copies of his manga, and you positioned yourself between his legs. You slowly rubbed him over his pants and you heard his small gasp, and he lifted the cloth to see you there. You gave him a wink and held your finger to your lips, telling him to keep it quiet.
Denki’s face flushed for a moment, but you saw his cock twitch in response. He dropped the table cloth and went back to what he was doing, and so did you.
You worked his pants open and gave him a quick stroke before you took his still mostly soft cock into your mouth. It felt so good and warm in your mouth, heavy on your tongue. You were content to just sit here with his cock in your mouth, keeping him safe and warm while he worked.
You could hear his voice above you, so smooth and sexy and it went straight to your clit. You shifted slightly so you could get more comfortable, occasionally moving your tongue around his cock.
He stayed completely still as he signed and talked, explaining everything as he did. But apparently, he was getting a little too interested in what he wrote.
As he talked about a scene where the main character is spying on two women with huge tits, and as he looked at the page you felt his cock start to swell inside of your mouth. You relaxed your throat, and squeezed his knee.
Denki got the hint, and he started to lazily thrust his hips. As he read his story to the crowd he showed the lewd drawings with one hand, and the other reached under the table to rest in your hair. He tightened his hand and started to move your head, picking up the pace quickly.
You felt tears prick the corner of your eyes as he fucked your face, staying completely calm above the table as he used your throat like you were nothing.
You were just a fuck hole to him right then, and that turned you on more than you wanted to admit.
He kept fucking your face until you felt his hand still, forcing your head completely down on his cock until your nose was buried in his pubes. You gasped around him and choked around his cock, but he didn’t let up.
And you didn’t want him to.
He came straight down your throat, keeping you right there until he was sure you had swallowed it all down. When he relaxed his hand you sighed contently, but you kept his softening cock in your mouth.
You stayed like that until the event was finally done, when he pulled back the cloth again you gave him an innocent look before making a show of releasing his cock.
Denki helped you up off the floor, gently wrapping his arms around you. “You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?” he asked and you chuckled.
“Good thing you have forever to get used to it.”