"g-gonna cum, s-saeee!" "not yet, are you," he brings his movements to a halt, relishing in the soft, frustrated whine you'd managed.

"say you're sorry, that you won't even look his way again." "i-i- h-hnghh, won't, everr!" you slur, your bottom lip quivering in relief as he nods curtly, granting you permission.

"good. i believe you'll keep your word."

• rin itoshi

rin was annoyed, to say the least, but he didn't let that disdain show until the both of you were tangled in the sheets. he'd pinned your wrists on either side of your shoulders as he used his agonizingly long stamina on you.

you'd lost track of how many times you came, and you didn't even know the reason why he was so upset! (kinda...)

"r-rinn, p-please, s-slow down!" you whine, powerless under him.

he'd pushed you into the meanest mating press, due to your inability to even raise your legs anymore.

"y-you can take it," he grumbles, voice low. every set of thrusts is somehow quicker than the last, despite how long the both of you have been fucking like bunnies.

he stretches your legs apart further to hit all your sweetest spots, your heavy, unfocused eyes rolling upward as your nth climax of the night took over.

you were past the stage counting was a possibility by now, the only thing your brain processed being the rhythmic slap of skin against skin.

"w-why are you even- a-hahhh- m-mad, rinn-" he shuts you up with a harsh pinch on your nipple.

"y-you know damn well, don't act so innocent." "i-i don't," you plead, the sound reduced to a soft mewl when he softly flicks a thumb over your hardened bud.

"uh-huh. does it look like i care? shut up and take it like a good girl."

• shidou ryusei

"a-ah, f-fuck, c'mon, thought you knew better than that, n/n~" he drawls, stuffing you full of his girth, fixated on the sight of the milky ring of cum around the base of his cock from the uncountable amount of times he's made you cum.

"h-haah, b-better than what? mhh, did i do something-" "you know damn well, don't act like an angel," he hisses, landing a sharp slap on your already quivering cunt.

"but s-shit, it's hard to stay mad at you when your pussy's clenchin' around my cock this hard, baby," he growls, quickening his pace only to slow back down when you're right on edge, all to watch the delicious ways your face would contour in pleasure, then frustration, then desperation.

"oh, you wanna cum, d'ya?" he coos, playing with your mush-filled head. you could barely form a coherent sentence, all you were able to do was nod feverishly. "mmhm, p-pleasee, ryu!"

you scratch deep crimson marks on his muscular back to ground yourself when he picks up the pace yet again.

you fail to catch the cunning grin curving his lips. "you're gonna cum as many times as i ask you to now, m'kay?" "n-noo, i'm sorryy," you beg, writhing beneath him.

he holds you down, sighing a soft sound of dissatisfaction.

"you say that but look at how your pretty girl's reacting," he muses, hinting at how your cunt dripped like a leaky faucet.

"been such a slut, you can keep up with me, can't ya?"

• bunny iglesias

"uh-uh," he tuts, prying your thighs apart after you'd tried to clamp them shut, the overstimulation overriding any other sensation you were feeling.

"s'too- hic -much, b-bunnyy," you sob, your voice long since a wavering mess.

"mm-mm, you know the deal, bebé. you smiled at him six times, so you're gonna have to cum six times tonight, mhm?" he muses, licking a stripe over your sopping pussy, hands digging into the supple flesh of your thighs.

"i-it wasn't- aah, even l-like that!" you repeat for the millionth time, a hopeless effort, your voice wavering as he flicks his tongue against your soaked folds.

"that's too bad then. just four more times, c'mon." he rubs soothing circles onto your skin, a harsh contrast to how rough his mouth is on your leaking core.

you try to protest once again, yet all your possible words are reduced to nothing more than breathy moans as he sticks his tongue deeper in, his nose grazing your aching cunt with every movement.

"so sensitive," he murmurs against you, sticking two fingers in for good measure, watching slick drip from it as he curls it against your sweet spot with practised precision.

"hnmpp, bunny, ohmygod, g'nna cum," you whine, fingers threading through his already tousled hair, tugging on it.

"yeah, cum for me, cariño."

after you do, he gets up, a soft sigh falling from his lips as he reaches for his belt, unbuckling the clasp.

"three more."

• michael kaiser

"poor thing, you just can't shut up, hm?" he near growls, pounding into you, the bed creaking with every movement.

your face was smushed against the pillow beneath, most likely leaving a trail of drool and tears behind from how dumb he's fucking you.

"mmh- m-micha, i-im hic s-sorry!" "sorry for what?" "for-" he picks up the pace, landing a harsh smack against your ass, forcing a sharp whimper out of you.

"oh? looks like i can't hear you. you don't sound very sorry, schatzi," he sneers, his tone one of faux pity.

"since you can't seem to stick to one guy, lemme stuff you full 'n remind you who you belong to, uh-huh?" he groans, not letting up with each and every thrust.

"i-it- was just- aah!, a hug," you swear, a frantic attempt to have him take you gentler.

"y-yeah, a hug he didn't fuckin' deserve," he rasps, voice laced with venom, recalling how the asshole stared at you.

you raise your head to try and catch a glimpse of his expression, but you're met with his harsh grip keeping your face buried in the plush cotton, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he raises your leg over his shoulder to angle himself deeper.

you can barely move, let alone continue whining against the pleasure mixing with pain, a sardonic chuckle slipping out of him at the sight. seeing tears spill from your pleading eyes only heightens the need he's feeling to absolutely ruin you.

"don't bother trying to save yourself. i'll stop whenever i please, got that?"

• vivian hugo

you're sat on his lap, squirming as you hold back the urges plaguing you to move.

he has you cockwarming him while he scrolls through every comment on your recent social media post. "hm, how're you gonna respond to this one, chérie?" he questions, forcing you to type out a half-assed rejection to degenerates commenting on your face or your body.

"i don't see why you allow this. i'm right here, and i can shower you in all the compliments you need," he states, bluntly, dark eyes staring into yours, discontented.

"'s not m-my fault," you retort, shuddering at the feeling of his warm length practically splitting you open, your body screaming at you to roll your hips against his hard-on just once.

"i know, but it's sad to see they think they have a chance."

he shifts in his seat, forcing his dick even deeper into your already stretched cunt, forcing a sharp hitch in your breath.

"v-vivi, can i p-please move-" "not until you reply to every single one."

he steadies his firm grip on your hips, his touch tantalizingly teasing and it pulls an exasperated scoff from you, irritated at his logic. "cumm'on, t's not my faul-"

he uses his raw strength and lifts you gently, forcing you to bounce on his thick girth, a faint smirk creeping onto his lips at how easily he'd shut you up. "h-haah, viviaann," you squeal, embarrassed at both the position and how quick you were about to reach your climax.

"can't jus' wait," he hisses, his lip caught between his teeth as he processes the pleasure of you sinking down on him, still ensuring you were in a comfortable position.

"fine, bounce on my dick all you want, needy thing."

and he scoffs upon seeing it firsthand, how lewd the act is. your pretty tits bouncing as you stifle your adorable mewls at how much of a struggle it is to have him fill you up fully.

just like it wasn't your fault you were gaining attention from creeps, it wasn't his fault he was so damn big!

• nagi seishiro

you end up sucking nagi off in a feeble attempt to get him to forgive you.

you gag around his sheer length the first time he's all the way in. apart from his length, how thick it was was a whole other issue.

tears prick at the edges of your crinkled eyes and although he seems unfazed as he watches you, you can tell he finds it hilarious from the subtle quirk tugging at a corner of his mouth.

he stared as if you were some leisurely sight he'd see walking across a street a random monday— it was so demeaning!

"c-can't y'take me deeper, baby?" he teases, thumb slipping beneath your jawline to trace along it tenderly.

you can only muster a muffled hum, shaking your head desperately, eyes squeezed shut at the pressure of his tip against your throat, prompting a tear to run down your cheek.

not too long after, you have his cum messily coating your pretty lips and your throat sore from the amount of times his leaky tip pressed flush against it.

you release his member from the warm walls of your mouth with a distinct 'pop!', insisting you can't take any more, batting your tear-ridden lashes up at him, assuming he'll take pity on you.

until he buries his fingers in your hair, forcing your head back down to take all of him again, showing you no mercy.

you can only whine, aware he wouldn't let you pull away no matter how hard you cried or begged.

he thrusts his cock in and out of your hollowed cheeks, low grunts slipping past his lips.

"don'care, y-you're mine, i'll do whatever i wan' with you."

eventually, he does end up forgiving you, for the sole reason you'd gave him a titjob, giving him the chance to marvel in his deepest fantasies.

"l-like this, s-sei?" "mhhm, j-just like that," he murmurs, thoroughly mesmerised.

• alexis ness

he's jerking off with you in front of him, having forced you to play with your pussy without lending you a hand, knowing it'd frustrate you.

breathy groans fall past his lips, accompanied by the tiniest whimpers every time he flicks his thumb over his drooling tip.

"f-faster," he urges, not missing a second of the glint of annoyance showing in your eyes, unwillingly speeding up. the sensation barely got to you anymore, well aware if the fingers were his much larger ones instead you'd come much easier.

"i-i don't under- nghh, -stand, l-lex- why can't we jus' f-fuck?" you mutter. it was a measly attempt to seem innocent, but both of you knew what you'd done.

"b-because, s-sweetheart, that'd be- hngh! g-giving you what you want- 'n-" he pauses, breath hitching as he closes in on his release, bottom lip caught between his teeth, gnawing on it harshly as he attempts to muffle his sounds. "-n you've been a bad girl today, haven't you?"

even after he's splurt his cum all over your face, painting it such a pretty picture, you still seem oh so unimpressed.

it makes his jaw clench, how bratty you're acting. here he is, trying his hardest to stay somewhat sane with you in front of him, licking his seed clean off of your lips, yet you dare act naive?

he tugs you up roughly, pressing you up against the nearest wall, shoving his fingers deep into your aching slick with a lack of warning, pulling a sharp whine from you.

he curls them just right, then pulls away the second you dare try cum. he repeats the process until you're reduced to nothing but desperate pleads and whines, a sadistic smile growing on his lips with each and every one.

"not yet, lovely," he taunts, his voice sickeningly sweet. "i-it's been- sniff, -s-so long, p-pleaasee!"

"not till you learn to obey, mhm?"

© chiffonbunni

you stumble backwards, managing to get in your last text just in time.

you need to stop them, but how?

besides that, you also needed to fully process the fact that one of your best friends happened to jerk off to you.

"look, she's quiet now," hugo states, his voice gaining a mocking tone.

rin looks far too ashamed to turn around, yet can't bring himself to raise his head enough to look at the man in front of him either.

even after a minute had passed, he hadn't even uttered a word.

as much as you thought it'd worry you to hear someone engaging in such acts relating you, you couldn't have been more wrong.

it made heat pool in your stomach, made you wonder how long he's truly felt such attraction towards you. it was flattering, almost.

"he- hasn't done anything wrong," you defend, having built up enough courage to step closer to them. "besides, who are you to stoop that low?"

"i'm sure rin knows exactly who." hugo spits, closing in on rin's personal space.

the truth was, rin did know exactly who he was. rin had been good friends with him in the past, their friendship simply turned sour after hugo's confession.

"rin, catch," hugo calls out, throwing him a can.

"water would've been fine," rin insists, grabbing it just in time, eyes practically gleaming as he reads out the label.

"bubble tea.. in a can?" "yeah, thought of you when i saw it."

"it looks like it'd taste terrible." "it does." "so why'd you buy it??"

"don't judge a book by it's cover," hugo reminds, seemingly smug behind that facade of nonchalance, cracking his own can open, watching the sugary drink fizz up to the rim only to subside back down.

rin takes a sip, albeit reluctantly.

"how is it?" "absolutely sucks."

his blunt response elicits a soft chortle from hugo, who's now glad he didn't purchase the same for himself.

"whatever, i'll finish it. could be worse." "just say you don't wanna waste my money." "shut up. i don't care about your money."

that would've been how most of their conversations went, up until hugo made a drastic slip up.

"i'm jealous you get to hang out with her," hugo grumbles, scrolling through rin's gallery and finding a silly selfie of you on it.

"i've been way too scared to text her normally, let alone able to ask her out."

"what do you mean 'text her normally'?" rin questions, raising an eyebrow, coming to the realization one of his best friends. could be the man 'stalking' you.

hugo pauses for a moment, eyes glued on the artificially bright screen.

"hugo?"

he tries to shrug it off, leaning back against the sofa as he sets the phone onto the table beside.

"you're the one texting her, aren't you?" he murmurs, unable to comprehend the possibility.

hugo doesn't affirm his question nor deny it, a hushed grin forming on his lips instead.

"fuckin' hell. get out of my dorm."

"no need to go that far. i'm not hurting her. she'll know i had solely good intentions soon."

"i know her and i know it is hurting her."

"when did you start getting so defensive when it comes to things like these, hm?" "since you decided to pull y/n into your bullshit."

"oh, i get it. you like her, don't you? i've always considered it weird. you never allow any other girl close to you, but it makes sense now.

"well, i suggest you confess to her before i do," hugo teases, taking enjoyment in how irritated he seems.

"get the hell out, hugo."

he complies, eventually, letting out an unsettling chuckle as the knob twists open. "gladly."

© chiffonbunni

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a/n: okay so.... the ACTUAL ending will be next chapter instead since i decided adding this to the plot would make it a little easier to explain which side you'd happen to pick and why !!