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Danny's hands were tied to one of the armrests of the couch, light marks were already forming from the tape that rubbed against his skin uncomfortably.

“What were you even thinking coming here?” Reader's voice had a angry strain to it, she knew Danny because he delivered her the boxes of monthly prepaid cathering, but once she noticed him in her house, seemingly having broken in she didn't hesitate to whack him over the head - successfully knocking him unconscious - and tying him to the couch in her living room.

“It's really not what it looks like. I promise.” He frantically tried explaining, his voice whiny. He didn't mean to break into her home, but when he was driving past and noticed her front door wide open he couldn't help but worry. All he wanted to do was check in on her, not realizing how creepy that might seem. “Look, I saw your front door open and you weren't on your porch, I was worried that-” He cut himself off as he suddenly realized how close her face was to his.

“Oh yeah?” She asked mockingly, not entirely believing him, though she never would've thought him to be particularly harmful. She let him into her house plenty of times, offering him tea or freshly baked cookies, but his actions caused her to question her trust in him.

“P-please just untie me. Let's talk about this.” His voice quivered as he felt his pants tightening, he couldn't deny that he had developed quite a fatal crush on her the moment he first saw her and now being so close to her made his body have all kinds of reactions. He was certain that his ears were already bright red with embarrassment. 

“Aw, wanna beg a little harder?” She teased, seeing his ears turn redder by the second, the tint slowly spreading onto his cheeks. “Maybe if you behave like a good boy I'll untie you.”

“A… a good boy?” All self control he had left, left the moment those words left her mouth, his dick turned hard on command and his entire face was flushed. He swallowed hard, knowing that the situation he was in was less than ideal, especially considering how she had reacted thus far. 

“Oh would you look at that?” She chuckled as she noticed the tent in his pants, seeing this as the perfect opportunity to test how far she could push the shy man. “How about a deal?”

“What deal?” He asked quickly, willing to do anything to get out of his predicament. 

She smiled wickedly. “You cum. RIght now, without my help.” She stated, watching closely as his entire body tensed. He didn't utter a single word, his brain barely able to process what she just said.

“Don't look at me like that.” She giggled at his shocked face. “You're already halfway there, look how hard you got. Pathetic.” Danny whined at the words, shutting his eyes and subconsciously thrusting his hips upwards. 

“Oh? So both praise and degradation works? You're full of surprises.” She leaned forward, her breath lingering on his neck.

“Fuck…” He whimpered loudly, feeling increasingly more sensitive, the embarrassment from feeling his orgasm approaching only made the sensations more and more intense.

“So close already?” She bit his ear gently and that was the last straw before the wave of his orgasm waved over him. He moaned loudly, hips thrusting upwards and his entire body quivering. He had never felt like this before and he hated the fact that his hands were tied to the couch. He wanted to touch himself, feeling an odd dissatisfaction from the lack of friction - but he also just wanted to cling onto her, feeling more overwhelmed than ever.

“Shh, you're fine.” Her voice was gentle as she noticed his heavy breath, her hand ruffling his long hair. 

The lights in the room were dimmed, bedsheets already had a stain of Roman's precum on them as the short man was panting and whining, legs spread and head thrown back. Reader could tell that he was getting close again, but she wasn't about to let him do that. Not yet at least.

“Stop.” Her voice was stern, knowing that being nice never worked with him, and she didn't exactly feel like punishing him today.

“Fuck…” his voice quivered as he forcefully stopped his own hand. “... you.”

“I'm sure you wish you could.” Reader chuckled at Roman's state, his muscles flexed in the dim light as he leaned back onto the king sized bed. His hair was in a disheveled state caused by him constantly running his hand through it. The tip of his dick was leaking precum and twitching ever so often as he tried controlling his unsteady breath.

 “You can keep going now” She gave him permission, though it sounded more like a command. His hand inched slowly towards his dick again, he barely had the chance to calm himself before his fingers started torturing his overly sensitive tip again. His groans filled the room once more, though now mixed with more whimpers than before.

“You know, if you asked reallyyy nicely I would actually let you cum…” She stood up from the chair on the other side of the room, making her way slowly towards the bed, heels clicking against the wooden floor. Roman's hand grasped his length fully, moving it rapidly, making the motion look almost painful.

She sat down behind him, so he could lean his back against her which he naturally did.

“Fuck!” He groaned loudly, picking up the speed, tho not yet wanting to fully give in.

“Just one little word will do” She coaxed him, knowing how stubborn he could be, they've been here for something short of an hour during which she had to tell him to stop three, maybe even four times. She could feel his body tensing, trembling as he was getting closer once more. He pressed his lips together stubbornly, but he knew that one more ‘stop’ from her would've been unbearable. His mouth hung open as he felt himself twitching in his hand, precum leaking from the reddened tip.

“P-please…” He finally whimpered, though that didn't satisfy

Reader just yet.

“What was that? I couldn't quite hear you” She cooed softly holding his hips loosely.

“Fuck, please. Please there you have it, fuckin-” He gasped suddenly as her hand roughly met the flesh of his inner thigh. “Okay, fuck. Sorry. Please!” His hand didn't slow down hoping that she'd have mercy on him,

“Go ahead.” She said shortly, not entirely pleased, she would have loved to keep this going for an infinitely longer time, but by the way his voice broke she knew they'd have to stop soon either way.

Not a second after she finally gave him permission there was already a string of cum shooting out of him.

“Fuck!” he grunted, his hips thrusting into his own hand shakily.

“What do you say?” She asked, wanting to tease him at least a little more while he was still riding out his high.

Reader and Fuyuhiko’s bond was a curious one; with both of them being easily irritable you'd never expect them to have as much of a steady relationship as they did. They never raised their voices when the other was around and Fuyuhiko would often act protectively towards Reader. It seemed as though they always talked everything through, but after being intimate with Fuyuhiko, Reader realized that he had a strong tendency for being more of a giver in bed, or actually only a giver. It wasn't very noticeable at first since it could've just been Fuyuhiko's desire to make Reader feel as good as possible and she couldn't complain, but it occurred to her as weird after some time that Fuyuhiko would barely let her do anything at all; giving head was only on the menu if he felt really horny, which didn't happen too often. 

This got Reader wondering, she knew that she was Fuyuhiko's first, well… everything and vice versa, so maybe he just wanted to make her feel secure, but at this point it didn't feel like it anymore and since they agreed to always get any kind of conflict out of the way by immediately talking it through, Reader decided to do just that.

“Hey.” Fuyuhiko greeted Reader as she walked into his bedroom, he was laying on the bed reading a book she gave him a while ago. 

Hi… erm, do you have time to talk, maybe?” This immediately caught Fuyuhiko's attention and he quickly put the book on the bedside table.

“Of course, come here.” He tilted his head signaling for Reader to sit down next to him. 

“I was thinking lately…” She sat down, facing him. “Why do you never let me do stuff?” 

“Huh? What do you mean by ‘do stuff’? Sorry, but you'll have to be more specific” 

“Yeah, no, don't worry, I guess I didn't really put it into words correctly.” The room fell quiet for a bit as she tried rewording her question. “When we have sex you never really let me touch you, well, not never, but rarely ever. I mean, I don't hate it or anything, you always make me feel good, but I want to be able to do the same for you.” Reader stuttered as she was getting all the things she was planning to say out of her, not necessarily the way she intended.

“I see.” Fuyuhiko looked down at his hands. He'd known that his behavior could be sooner or later seen as a little weird and although he knew he shouldn't be avoiding it, he postponed this conversation as far as he could. However, the time had come and he should explain himself to his partner. If not for himself he'd do it out of respect for her.

“Fuyuhiko?” Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “We don't have to talk about it today if you don't want to.” 

“No, don't worry, we probably should've talked about it in the beginning, right after we agreed to tell eachother everything.” He avoided eye contact, which rarely ever happened and it made Reader more worried by the second - maybe she should've waited until Fuyuhiko raised the subject himself. “You know, with the whole Ultimate Yakuza thing… and with people treating me like a child or as though I'm a girl I didn't really like showing people that I have those traits since they'd always be used against me. I guess… I have a similar mindset when I'm with you. I know I shouldn't, I don't need to be worried that you'd judge me, I tried being more myself when I'm around you, like indulging in sweets and stuff, but this one's different.” He stopped for a while as he realized Reader was quiet. As he looked up he saw her face - she wasn't judging him nor was she looking at him with pity in her eyes. She was just sitting there, listening to him, trying to understand. He continued.

“I just don't want you to see me as less of a man. I know you wouldn't, but the fear is still there.”

The room fell quiet, but a comfortable kind of quiet. They both sat like that for a while, quietly looking at each other, neither of them wanted to break this silence, but Fuyuhiko couldn't help but speak up.

“Sorry, I know I shouldn't be thinking like that…” he said quietly and Reader reached out her hand to stroke his.

“It's okay, you don't have to apologize. I understand that it's difficult for you to show your softer side and that you feel very vulnerable when you do.” 

“But I feel like I'm acting unfairly towards you.” 

“I must admit, it's not the best feeling knowing that you sometimes feel that way, but I'm glad you decided to open up about it.” She raised his hand to her mouth and kissed it gently. 

“I would want to change it.”

“What?”

“I want to change that mindset, those feelings.” he looked at her with hope in his eyes, he knew he could trust her with his life, he wanted her to help him because she was the only one who had a chance to do so.

“How would you want to do that?” Reader looked at him curiously, she wasn't sure what to expect to fall from Fuyuhiko's mouth now, but she promised herself that whatever it would be she would try and help her partner just like he'd helped her many times in the past.

“I was thinking about it, actually. It might seem a bit extreme, but you know I'm not really one to make changes by taking tiny steps.” he seemed a little worried, unsure of how he should frase this borderline insane request.

“Yeah, I know, but this whole buildup is actually making me a bit nervous.” Reader chuckled.

“You don't have to do this if you don't want to, but I'd like you to be more in charge next time we have sex. And I guess, like generally, I'll let myself be more… vulnerable.” Fuyuhiko said this in almost only one breath and nothing could hide the slight pink shade that appeared on his cheeks. Reader just nodded as an answer and gave Fuyuhiko a peck on the cheek.

“If there are any other things which I could do, or maybe if I do too much and it makes you uncomfortable, just tell me.”

"Thank you.” Fuyuhiko breathed out, he wouldn't actually admit it, but for a moment he could feel his eyes getting watery; he quickly blinked the tears away.

“Fuck.” Was an unexpected thing to say after such a conversation, but it just slipped out of Readers mouth. “Sorry.” she added quickly.

“What was that?” Fuyuhiko laughed. “Or rather, why was that?”

“Sorry.” Reader started laughing as well. “I just thought of something.”

“What?” Fuyuhiko looked at her curiously.

“I can't tell you, it's too embarrassing.” she hid her face in her hands.

“Oh, come on, I just told you the most embarrassing thing about me, it can't be that bad.”

“Yours isn't embarrassing.” 

“For me it is.”

“Fair.”

"Well?"

“I… ugh God I cant believe youre making me say this.” everything she said became more and more quiet as she lowered her tone hoping it would be more comfortable to say such an odd thought aloud as a whisper.

“Come on, it can't be that bad.”

“But I just don't want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You won’t.” he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

“I just… It's cute when you open up like that, I like it when you're vulnerable when you're with me and…” Her voice trailed off and she was building up all the courage she had to say what she was thinking.

“What is it? Come on, just say it.”

“I mean, I guess it kinda turned me on.” The silence after her statement was unbearable and somewhere deep in her soul she wished she hadn't started the topic.

“Huh?”

“Can we please not talk about it?”

“No, I want to talk about it, or maybe not talk, rather do something about it.” He leaned forward and kissed her. At first the kiss was sweet and gentle, but Reader was eager and the situation heated up really quickly - soon she was on top of Fuyuhiko, kissing and biting down his neck. She could feel his breathing becoming more and more rapid and his heartbeat quickening; that only made Reader more greedy and she started unbuttoning her partner's shirt. 

It was an odd feeling for the both of them - Reader wasn't entirely sure where to put her hands, she wanted to feel every inch of Fuyuhiko's body, but she knew she should go slow, she wanted Fuyuhiko to know that he could trust her. Fuyuhiko on the other hand was already overwhelmed by everything that was happening - every place that Reader touched burned up which left behind a tingling sensation, everything that was done to him left him lightheaded and they had barely even started. That mixed with all the thoughts running through his head could make him faint and as much as he didn't actually want Reader to slow down he knew that if he actually fainted she would blame herself for it.

“Hey…” he said softly already out of breath. Reader immediately stopped in her tracks. “Could you… could we maybe slow down?”

“Oh, of course.” Her tone was gentle and she gave him a soft kiss and laid her head on his chest, looking up at him as she felt his breath slowing down. As it did, Reader put both of her hands on his cheeks and kissed him once more. The kiss was gentle, far different from the previous one, Reader's main thought was that she wanted to keep Fuyuhiko safe. She could feel him touching her waist and pulling her closer.

“If you want me to stop, just say the word.” Reader said, breaking the kiss. 

“I don't.” Fuyuhiko breathed heavily, his body's reactions to her touch were intense and everything felt like it was too much, which made him flinch at every action, but he couldn't complain. Reader tried her best to make him feel good, and she did just that. “I'm just a little nervous.” He admitted.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.” Reader winked and they both started laughing.

“I know.” He sighed. “You can keep going now.” Reader couldn't hide her grin as he said those words and she immediately went back to work. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and with Fuyuhiko's help took it off. She traced her fingers up and down his sides, which made him tense up.

“Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, it just tickles.”

“Is there something you wouldn't want me to do?”

“I mean, erm, don't kill me I guess? Other than that, I guess you can do what I do to you.”

“Well, unfortunately I don't have a strap-on or anything, but I could always use my fingers if you want.” 

“That's not what I meant, dumbass.”

“Aw, but why not?” Her hands traveled to his chest and she started playing with his nipples. Fuyuhiko gasped and quickly grabbed Reader's hands.

“Fuck.” He grunted.

“Everything alright?” 

“Yes, sorry, fuck. I just… I don't know, it's overwhelming, I needed to grab something.”

“Okay, I understand, but it's a little inconvenient if you keep me from doing anything. If you want to hold onto something you can always grab my hips for now. Or the sheets.” Fuyuhiko grabbed the sheets as Reader suggested.

“Good, don't move them.” Her voice wasn't demanding, if anything it was mischievous, but it made Fuyuhiko determined to follow her instructions.

She squeezed her fingers around his nipples, then started rubbing them while watching as Fuyuhiko's expressions changed with every movement of her hands. She was satisfied once she saw him squeeze his eyes shut, so she moved her head down and kissed Fuyuhiko's right nipple, which made him let out a mewl. Reader fought her inner demons and stopped herself from making a snarky remark about the noise as he didn't seem to have noticed it himself, or at least didn't feel too embarrassed by it. Reader wanted to hear more so she started sucking and to her delight that was enough to make Fuyuhiko a moaning and whimpering mess, which just drove her to tease him more and more, biting down and sucking hard enough to leave behind a few marks. She tried to focus on both his sides equally and was satisfied at how reddened they, and the skin around them, were as she moved her head away. Looking up she noticed Fuyuhiko's face all messy - his eyes were nearly shut and his lower lip was swollen from him constantly biting down on it, Reader giggled seeing him in such a state.

“H-Hey, don't laugh at me!” 

“I'm sorry, but you look so cute right now.” 

“N-no I don't, don't call me that.” 

“So, so cute.” 

“Gosh, you're such an idiot.”

“Hey, don't forget who's in charge here.” She grabbed his arms and pushed them into the mattress. Although a part of her expected him to fight back as he was noticeably stronger than her, so he could overpower her without a struggle, she was glad he didn't. He tensed up a bit, but his muscles relaxed quickly and he just looked at her in awe which made Reader's cheeks heat up and her grip loosened.

“You shouldn't let your guard down so easily.” He chuckled as he felt Reader put all of her strength to hold his arms in place again. “Oh no, whatever will I do now?” He asked in an exaggerated tone and let out a soft chuckle as he saw the frown on Reader's face. He kept on a smug expression until he suddenly felt some pressure on his crotch. He looked down surprised and saw Reader's knee pressed against his growing bulge. 

“Oh, how the tables have turned.” She smirked and pressed her knee harder against Fuyuhiko's tent, trying to be as careful as possible as she didn't want to cause him any pain. “I think we should get to the fun part, what do you think?”

Reader let go of his arm and her hands traveled downwards, skillfully unbuttoning and unzipping his pants while keeping the eye contact. She pulled his pants down along with his boxers and without a second thought started rubbing Fuyuhiko's cock.

“You're lucky I'm already all worked up myself or else I'd tease you for way longer than this.” As she said that she took off her pants leaving her hoodie on since she didn't want to waste any time. She didn't exactly know why, but once Fuyuhiko started getting all cocky again she got really turned on and couldn't wait to feel him inside her; maybe she just liked that he started feeling more comfortable in this situation. 

In the meantime Fuyuhiko finally moved his hands away from the mattress to lean over and grab a condom from the drawer which, with Reader hovering over him, was more difficult than he'd anticipated. 

“Do you wanna change positions?” He asked as he was clumsily putting on the condom.

“No.” She answered shortly and was ready to lower herself down onto him. “Do you?” however much self control it took she stopped herself as she realized the question could've been more as a request.

“No, I'm fine. Honestly I'm quite comfortable like this, maybe I should let you do all the work more often.”

“You know I'll be happy to take over from time to time.” She kissed Fuyuhiko and finally lowered herself down onto him, forcing a loud moan out of him. She noticed that he put his arm onto the mattress again, holding onto it for dear life. It was cute seeing how obedient the cocky man could be when he was around her. “You can grab my hips now if you'd like.”

“Are you sure? I think I'd be able to squeeze hard enough to leave behind bruises.”

“I don't care, consider this a reward for being such a good boy and not getting in my way.”

“Fuck, don't call me ‘a good boy'. What am I, a fucking dog?” He moved his arms and once Reader could feel his grasp on her hips she started moving. Even though she tried to keep the pace slow and steady in the beginning she wasn't able to control it anymore and the room was soon filled with desperate noises coming from both of the lovers. Clearly Fuyuhiko was way more worked up than Reader expected, his moans got louder and louder by the second and soon she could feel him twitch inside her. Once that happened the only word falling from his lips was “fuck”.

“Ah, fuck, I'm gonna cum.” He said in between sharp breaths.

“Aw, already?” She teased, but wasn't far from an orgasm herself. “Don't worry though, I'm close too.” The thought of having to finish herself off with her hand wasn't one she liked. “Hey, would you be alright if I didn't stop once you come? It'll probably be overwhelming, but I really don't want to come without you inside me.” 

After a second or two of thinking, Fuyuhiko answered. “Yeah, but don't judge me for anything I'll do between when I come and when you ride out your orgasm.” It took him a lot of willpower to build up such a coherent sentence as his brain was pretty much empty, the only thing he could think of was the increasingly overwhelming feeling of him reaching his high.

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The wind was cool as it blew into Reader's bedroom in the evening. She had left her windows open almost the entire day since the fresh air gave her some much-needed energy once she got home from school. She spent the afternoon relaxing like she always did if there was no big assignment she had to finish last minute because she never could bring herself to do her work on time. She spent a good two hours outside her bedroom during which she made herself something to eat and then decided to take a long bath, fully shaving every inch of her body, scrubbing her skin with a lemon-scented sugar scrub and gently washing it afterwards with a milky body wash.

Though she hated the tiresome activity itself she loved how it made her feel afterwards and of course she couldn't help but pamper herself with body oils and powders afterwards. The bathroom smelled amazing and so did she as she finally stepped out to go back to her room, the evening breeze was uncomfortably cold on her flush skin and she quickly moved towards the window to close it. Once she did and made sure her blinds were fully drawn as well, she let the towel she had held around her body fall to the ground with a light thud. She felt comfortable in her room, because why wouldn't she? She was home alone and there was nobody around to see her naked body as she rubbed in her favorite body lotion as the last step of her after shower routine.

Little did she know that a pair of eyes watched her intently from within her own closet; to be precise not only a pair of eyes, but also the lense of a camera that recorded her every move. She still moved around her room freely, not rushing to put on her pyjamas and as she got just close enough to her closet the doors flew open and she yelped as a strong hand covered her mouth. Another hand held a knife to her throat and she felt a body pressed firmly into her back. She froze in fear, not knowing what to do since fighting back would be of no use as the figure behind her was clearly so much stronger than her. She also couldn't call for help because the gloved hand covered her mouth, but even if it didn't her windows were already shut and would effectively muffle her screams. Ultimately she decided to try to pry away the knife, but to no avail.

Charlie knew that he had to maneuver her body towards the other side of the bed if he wanted the tape to be worthwhile, he wanted her naked body to be on full display while he’d slit her throat and cut open her stomach, with no clothes to suck up the blood or cover her while her guts would spill out. He moved the hand with the knife away from her throat and to her waist to lift her up. He couldn't believe she was so pliant, not fighting back, knowing that if she did he'd probably just hurt her even more than he was initially planning. Smart girl. He walked around the bed with her in his arms, holding her tightly, they were now facing her closet, his hand left her mouth and instead he grabbed her jaw making her look at the camera. God, she was so tense and terrified he could feel the bulge growing in his pants.

Tears welled up in her eyes, she couldn't see who was behind her, but she could guess, and her guess would've been correct, she felt his arm leave her waist as he moved the knife slowly upwards, trailing the sharp edge of it along her stomach and between her breasts until he stopped at her neck, putting a bit more pressure on it than he had before and suddenly this overwhelming survival instinct pulsed through her body.

“No! Please!” she started thrashing, trying to get away from his grip, he moved the knife away, he wasn't gonna let her spoil all the fun. She put her feet against her bed and pushed against it, but instead of making the figure behind her fall backwards and maybe loosen his grip she just pushed her bed forward.

‘Fuck it.’ Charlie dropped the knife to the floor and grabbed Reader’s hair with his now free hand and shoved her forward so she'd tumble over face-first onto the bed. He kept her head shoved into the bedsheets and she was really having trouble breathing. With his free hand he reached underneath his black robe, but he wasn't able to unbuckle his pants with the robe getting in the way. He let out a frustrated huff before he got onto the bed next to her and pressed her down with her knee so she couldn't run away and let go of her head to get his pants and boxers down to his knees.

She took the opportunity to move her head to the side and took a deep breath. The knee on her back weighed her down and pressed onto her spine painfully. When she heard a zipper and some fidgeting around behind her she panicked, knowing what was about to come. Desperate pleas and sobs left her lips and she reached behind her to grab onto the leg on her back and tried pushing it away. Quickly he grabbed both of her arms and pushed them down roughly onto the bed along her sides. Once he let them go after a while he was pleased to see that she didn't fight back anymore. He lifted his leg off her back and lifted his robe up with his hands to position himself, the material tickled her lower back as he moved his hips down, he took his dick into his hand and positioned himself by her entrance, he couldn't help but smirk when he realized how wet she was and then with one swift motion pushed himself onto her.

Her entire body tensed up because of the pain and she winced, she felt a hand on the back of her head. She expected him to grab her hair, but instead he just patted her head and smoothed out her disheveled hair. The action felt awfully condescending, but it provided her a surprising amount of comfort. To her surprise he didn't start pounding into her immediately, but instead he waited for a few minutes buried deep inside her until most of the pain from the intrusive hump subsided for the most part. Then he pulled out of her before slamming back in which resulted in a loud grunt from the both of them. With a steady pace he kept on pounding in and out of her, he wasn't that gentle anymore, he grabbed her hair again and lifted her head up forcefully to make her look at the camera in the closet, her bare back was pressed against his clothed chest and his other hand was holding onto her hip to keep her steady. She couldn't bite back the noises that left her mouth while Charlie was just grunting and groaning into her ear hoping his voice wasn't too recognizable, he didn't expect Reader to be so vocal though, she sounded like a slut. Her mouth hung open and the previously spilled tears were drying on her face, she was staring straight into the camera just so she couldn't focus on anything, suddenly she felt his hand creeping from her hip to her clit and started rubbing it in circles.

“No… please…” she felt so disgustingly good, but she didn't want him to make her cum, not like that, not while she was being recorded, she was already enjoying it too much for her liking. She moved her hand to grab his arm and pull it away, but she was already way too weak and he wouldn't budge. So she just let things happen, she let him put even more pressure on her clit and she could feel a knot forming in her stomach already. She could feel him twitching inside her and she knew he was just as close as she was, she just hoped he'd have enough decency to pull out before he'd cum.

Once he could feel he was getting close he became way rougher, he didn't let go of her hair, but instead he forced her head face-first into the mattress again, pounding into her way harder than before. Her moans were muffled and it was getting harder to breathe again, one of her hands grabbed onto the sheets holding on for dear life and the other one reached behind her back and… She didn't exactly know why she did that, she didn't try pushing him away or anything, only once the gloved hand squeezed hers did she realize that that's what she wanted to achieve, she wanted to hold his hand. Why? She had no clue, but it felt sort of right, if anything could feel right in that moment.

She came around his cock hard, her legs were trembling and she was drooling onto the sheets and she didn't even notice how tightly she was squeezing his hand. He kept going even after she rode out her orgasm, wanting to reach his own, not caring about her whines and shaky legs, his thrusts were slowly becoming less rhythmical and it took everything in him to bite back his moans, though a few did manage to slip his lips. When he finally came, Reader was completely out of it, her body was growing weak and she was only able to catch some shallow shaky breaths, with her face still pressed against the bed. She whined once she realized what had happened, tomorrow would be a pain in the ass, she'd have to wake up earlier to get a Plan B pill and maybe go get tested for STDs as well just in case. Great.

He freed his hand from her steel grip and with a short, sharp smack on her ass he pulled out before pulling up his pants again and grabbing the camera that had recorded everything from the closet; it wasn't exactly the footage he had planned on getting, but he'd definitely find good use for it. He moved towards the window to climb out, but before he did, he took one last glance at Reader, their mixed cum was spilling out of her along her thighs and onto the comforter. He took in the sight and finally grabbed his knife, opened the window and swiftly climbed out.

Reader heard the window open and close, she just laid there, trying to catch her breath, her muscles hurt and she was tired and she felt just so overwhelmed by the entire situation. A few tears rolled down her face before she decided to finally get up, she cringed at the weird feeling of wetness between her thighs, but she didn't have the energy to go wash herself again, so she just clumsily wobbled over to the lightswitch to turn off the lights and then plopped onto her bed and covered herself up with the blanket before finally falling asleep.