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i love women, i love femininity.. i love cleavage, the sway of womenâs hips, sweet scents, soft skin. i love how we romanticize life, errands for women is get shit done but add coffee and shopping in. also errands may mean maintenance days: waxes, lashes, hair, nails. being a woman is almost poetic, being a woman is like taking the scenic route, being a woman is everything.
heyyy girly. i have cameron cade request. could you write abt him coming home after a long road-game trip and only wanting to spend time w f!reader because he missed her a lot and yeah. just fluffy and plss include smut. ty i love your stuff already!!
đŒ A/N: i was giggling and kicking my feet writing this. whoever recommended this, i love you forever. i hope you enjoy this my cherries <3 muah.
You had been watching Cameron's location like a hawk ever since he told you he was on the way home. It had been nearly a week since you last saw him, so of course, you missed him like no other. He still had around four more hours left on the road, so to occupy your time, you decided to do your hair and watch movies. So, when your doorbell finally rang, you were sitting on the couch with your roller set in and bonnet on, drinking a cup of tea.
You pretty much sprinted to your front door, throwing it open with a big smile on your face as you looked up at your boyfriend. Cameron immediately dropped his bag and reached down to hug you. Your arms went around his neck and your legs around his waist. He wasted no time in hoisting you up so you were sitting comfortably in his arms. "I missed you, mama." Cameron said with a small laugh as you pressed kisses all over his face. "I missed you too!" you said in a soft-excited voice.
He finally walked inside the house with you still in his arms and closed the door and locked up the house smoothly. Cameron walked into your living room and sat down on the couch, pulling you into him in a tight hug. You could tell he missed you just as much as you missed him. Every chance he got, he would text or call you just to tell you that. He pressed his face into your neck and inhaled.
You giggled softly and moved your neck to indicate that it tickled. "Have you been home yet?" You asked curiously. "Nah, I came straight to you."
"Why?"
"I needed to see your pretty ass face. Like, I really missed you. A nigga was really 'finna go insane." He said, looking at you with a smirk on his face.
You grabbed the nearest pillow and hit him with it. "Whatever, nigga." you said with a laugh, which ended up making him laugh. Cameron was the most serious unserious person you had ever met. To someone who had never met him before, they would probably think he was being serious all the time.
"Nah, forreal though, it's been a long ass week. It was starting to drain the life out of me. Being with you makes me feel grounded; it reminds me that I'm doing all this for a reason. You my safe space, ma. Ain't that what y'all be saying?"
You squealed and grabbed his arms, wrapping them around your waist. You gripped his face in your hands and kissed all over it. "Awwww! I'm your safe space, Cam?"
"Hell yeah, on some forever shit." You gasped dramatically and pretended to faint. Moving off his lap and onto the couch. He used your moment of vulnerability to tickle you. You jolted up immediately. "Cameron!" You hit him in the chest, making him stop. "You just tried to kill me!" you gasped, trying to take in all the air that you could.
"Dramatic ass."
"You hate me." Cameron grabbed one of your arms with one hand and your waist with the other to pull you upwards, now straddling his lap again. "I could never hate you, baby." It was the tone of voice in which he said it that made you swoon. He said it like it was the only thing in the world he was sure of. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest, hugging you tightly.
You and Cameron sat that way for a little while, just holding each other and enjoying each other's company. You couldn't help but to be grateful for him in your life. He was the best boyfriend you could have ever asked for.
"Are you hungry?" you asked.
"Yeah, ma. I could eat." Cameron nodded against your neck.
"Okay," you moved off of his lap and started your walk to the kitchen. Of course, being the clingy nigga he is, he was right at your ass following you to the kitchen. As you made food for both of you, he was right there with arms around your waist and his face in your neck; and when you brought up personal space to him, he had the audacity to say: "Don't know what that is." Like at this point dont even bother.
When you were done plating the food, you jumped up to sit on the kitchen counter. "Thank you, baby." Cameron moved to stand in front of your legs. "You're welcome, my love." He kissed you again, and again⊠which led to a more passionate kiss. You moaned into his mouth, enjoying the feeling of his lips on yours. Before things got too carried away, you softly pushed him away. "Eat, nigga." you pointed down at his bowl, and he let out a laugh before moving to finish his food.
After you were done eating. Cameron took your bowl from you and washed both of them out. "You didn't have to do that. I could've done it, baby." He shook his head subtly, not responding. He always wants to do things for youâ and it's always been that way, ever since you met him.
After he was done washing the dishes, you grabbed his arm and pulled him back in between your legs. "Thank you for doing that." You pressed a kiss to his cheek, and he put his arms on both sides of you, caging you in. "What you thanking me for?" He genuinely looked confused. You laughed softly and reached up to smooth out the furrow in his brow. "I can't say thank you?"
"Nah, I gotta nother way you can thank me," he lifted his hand and double-tapped his lipsâthis goofy ass man. You laughed and gripped his face in your hands and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Hmmm," he said in that deep, smooth voice. "Again." You gave him another kiss. "Damn, that shit still didn't satisfy me."
You scoffed playfully; you knew you had no problem with giving him another kiss. When you went in to kiss him this time, you gave him multiple pecks at once, so you knew he would be satisfied. As soon as your lips touched his for the last time, Cameron decided to use that opportunity to deepen the kiss.
His tongue glided against yours with precision, the sounds of your lips moving against each other didn't do anything but turn you on even more. You grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled it up, resting your hand on the center of his chest, feeling his body heat radiate off of him. You ran your hand up and down, feeling the smoothness of his chest and the ridges of his abs.
"More, please," you pleaded. He obliged immediately, pulling your sleep shorts and your panties down at the same time. Cameron grabbed behind your knee and pulled it up. The move stretched your legs apart, allowing him easy access.
He used his unoccupied hand and put it against your pussy, moving against the skin slowly, teasing you. "Babyyy," you whined. He looked up at you, staring straight into your eyes, as he inserted a finger inside of you. Your mouth fell open wordlessly. As he inserted a second finger, his eyes stayed on you the entire time, watching your reaction for any change. You let out a shaky moan when he pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in. He repeated that actionâslowlyâ again and again to get you used to the feeling of his fingers inside of you.
Once he saw your eyes roll back, he began to pick up his pace. "Fuckk, you look so pretty like this, baby." He leaned down and started kissing your neck, licking and sucking all of the area he could reach, causing you to get wetter and wetter.
"You hear this pretty shit gushing, mama?" In your blissful state, you did your best to nod your head. "Yeah?" you nod again. "Yesss, I hear it, baby." He started to move his fingers in a 'come here' motion, touching your G-spot every single time. The feeling snuck up on you without warning. You gasped and gripped the front of his shirt, balling it up in your hand. "I'm cummingggg!"
Cameron slammed his mouth onto yours as you clenched and pulsated on his fingers. You moaned in his mouth and convulsed in his grip. He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist, and carried you into your bedroom.
He set you down on the bed, and when you started to lie down, he stopped you. "Nah, turn around." Oop. You stopped in your tracks. From the corner of your eye, you could see him start to get undressed.
You obliged and got on your hands and knees, arching your back and pushing your ass into the air. When Cameron got behind you, he smacked one of your ass cheeksâ hard. You squealed from the unexpectedness of it, and he did the same to your other cheek before soothing them both.
"You so pretty, Y/N. I missed you, mama." It sounded like he groaned out the words, like he was in complete awe of the scene before him. He put himself at your entrance and pushed in. Drawing a moan out of you as he did so. He eased out of you and slammed back in. "Cam!" you moaned.
He set a steady pace, drawing out every sound from you that he could. You stretched out both arms in front of you and started meeting his thrusts. "Yeah, you got it, mama. Throw it back for me." You felt him slow his pace, so you did as you were told and began throwing it back on him. "Good girl," he grunted. Smacking your ass hard, then smoothing it over.
His grunts and moans were doing something to you; it was something about a man not being afraid to be vocal in the bedroom. Cameron leaned down, his back on yours, and grabbed your arms, putting them behind your back and pulling you uprightâ your back now against his chest. "You're doing so good, baby. Taking this dick so good, fuck." He said in your ear. Followed by grunts and moans that had your eyes rolling back.
"It feels so good, please don't stop." You mewled. Cam wrapped one of his hands around your neck and the other gripping your breast, pinching and twisting the nipple. His strokes became more erratic, and he moved in and out of you at such a relentless pace. The sounds the two of you were making was music to his ears.
"I feel you tightening around me, you finna come for me, mama?"
"Yessss,"
"Go ahead, come on this dick," he bit down on your ear. When the pleasure that was building up inside of you exploded, your mouth fell open on a silent moan. You felt him tense up behind you, indicating that he came at the same time as you did.
When he let go of your neck, you dropped onto the bed, panting and waiting to catch your breath. Cameron fell beside you on the bed. You were out before you could even watch Cam clean you up. When you woke up the next morning, you were greeted by the smell of breakfast and fresh fruit.
You climbed out of bed, body still a bit sore and legs still wobbly, and walked to your kitchen. In there, you saw a shirtless Cameron, only wearing a pair of sweatpants, plating breakfast for you and him. You walked up and hugged him from the back, basking in his body heat. "Morning, mama," you said it back to him and kissed the center of his back before walking away and towards the table.
That day, Cameron dedicated it to taking care of you and only you. You truly did have the best boyfriend ever.
i thank yall so much for the love and support, it means so much to me that yall are enjoying my work. i hope you guys enjoyed this. dont be shy to request what you would like to see next! (any fandom) see you in the next one my cherries, muah <3
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áŻâ authors note: I havenât written a one-shot in years. I only write chaptered books so excuse my rustiness.
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summary: Noriâs friendâs drag her to a random club located in West Hollywood. Even though she initially didnât want to go, her mind is swayed once a random, 6â5 man gives her just a bit of attention.
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âWhy arenât you dancing?â Tia asked, doing that universal little bounce women did in clubs when they wanted to look occupied without actually sweating.
Nori shot her a flat look. âYou know I didnât want to come here in the first place.â
âYou never want to go outside,â Jai added from beside her, already halfway through her drink. âHave fun for once.â
Nori rolled her eyes. âItâs loud as fuck. We can dance at home.â
âGirl, youâre twenty-six,â Tia said. âOne day youâre gonna turn thirty and wish you actually enjoyed your twenties.â
Nori exhaled through her nose, annoyed because they werenât exactly wrong.
She liked house parties. Day parties too. Places where people could actually hear each other speak without screaming over bass-heavy music.
But clubs?
Absolutely not.
Too many bodies packed together in one dark room. Too much sweat. Too much alcohol. Too many men brushing past you like personal space didnât exist.
And the smell.
God, the smell alone made her want to leave.
She scrunched her nose at the thought.
âIâm going to the bar,â she muttered before slipping away from the group.
She squeezed through the crowd, ignoring elbows and spilled liquor until she finally reached the counter.
The bartender looked up. âWhat can I get for you?â
âDo yâall have piña coladas?â
âOf course. You want Bacardi Coconut in it?â
âYes, please.â
He nodded and started making the drink.
âYou donât have a dress on.â
Nori ignored the comment at first, assuming whoever said it couldnât possibly be talking to her.
âYo,â the voice said again, louder this time.
She turned, brows furrowing slightly.
âYou talking to me?â she asked, pointing at herself.
The man laughed softly. âYeah, Iâm talking to you.â
Now that she was actually looking at him, she had to admit he was fine.
Like⊠offensively fine.
Tall. Tan skin glowing beneath the dim lights. Sharp jawline. One of those smiles that looked dangerous without even trying.
And unfortunately for her, he knew he looked good too.
âYou got jorts on,â he said.
Nori looked down at herself before shrugging. âYeah. I know.â
âThatâs different.â
âHow?â
âMost girls come to the club wearing dresses. Or those little lace one-piece outfits that basically look like lingerie.â
âThatâs probably because they actually wanted to be here.â
His head tilted slightly at her response.
âYou donât wanna be here?â
âNope.â
The bartender slid her drink across the counter, condensation already forming along the glass.
The stranger glanced down at it. âSo thatâs your coping mechanism?â
That earned her first real laugh of the night.
âYeah,â she admitted, wrapping her fingers around the drink. âThis is my coping mechanism.â
âThatâs not a good coping strategy, you know. Could turn into something worse.â
âIâll try to control myself.â
A brief silence settled between them before he spoke again.
âSoâŠâ he dragged out, leaning one arm against the bar. âYou wanna talk about why you hate it here so much?â
Nori eyed him over the rim of her glass before sighing.
âSure. Why not?â
She slid into the empty seat beside him.
âIâm listening,â he said.
âOkay, first of all,â she began, gesturing around the club, âthe fact that we basically gotta yell at each other to have a conversation.â
âMhm,â he nodded. âFair.â
âI like actually talking to people when I go out. In here, everybody keeps saying âwhat?â every five seconds.â
He chuckled. âUnderstandable. What else?â
Nori took another sip of her drink.
âItâs like one giant ego competition. Who can pull the most girls. Who got the most money. Who bought the biggest section.â She shook her head. âEverybody in here performing.â
âThatâs also true,â he admitted with a laugh.
âAnd lastlyâŠâ She leaned closer like she was sharing a secret. âIt fucking stinks in here.â
That made him laugh harder.
âIâm serious,â she continued. âPeople got enough money to buy bottles but somehow skipped deodorant.â
âAight, you funnyââ
He paused suddenly.
âWait. You never told me your name.â
âYou never asked.â
He lifted both hands in surrender. âYou right. My fault.â A grin spread across his face. âSo whatâs your name?â
âNori.â
âOkay, Nori.â He extended his hand toward her. âIâm Tyriq.â
She blinked.
Then laughed.
âAre you serious?â
His brows pulled together. âUh⊠yeah? Why?â
âIâm sorry,â she said through another laugh. âYou just do not look like a Tyriq.â
âI heard that my whole life.â
âIâm sorry, Tyriq,â she repeated, still smiling.
He narrowed his eyes playfully. âYou lucky you cool.â
Heat crept into her cheeks unexpectedly.
Which irritated her a little.
She hadnât expected to enjoy talking to anybody tonight, especially not some random man at the bar.
âCan I get a double shot of PatrĂłn?â Tyriq asked the bartender.
Nori glanced at him. âDamn.â
His head turned toward her immediately. âYou just gonâ judge me all night?â
She laughed. âNo, no. Iâm just saying⊠a double shot is bold.â
âHow?â
âYou taking it alone? You got friends here?â
Tyriq grabbed the shot glass once the bartender handed it over.
âI meanâŠâ His eyes flicked toward her. âYou drinking alone too. Do you got friends here?â
Nori pressed her lips together, fighting a smile.
âExactly,â he said smugly. âSince you judging me, you might as well take one with me.â
She looked toward the bartender.
âCan I get a shot too? Just a regular one, though.â
The bartender nodded.
âLame,â Tyriq muttered.
âIâm already drinking rum,â Nori defended. âIâm not trying to lose consciousness around a stranger.â
âNone taken.â
The second shot arrived quickly.
Tyriq picked his up, then looked at her. âHold on. Let me make a toast first.â
Nori suddenly became very aware of how charming he was.
And that was dangerous.
Because now she was actually having fun.
Which was the entire reason she avoided places like this to begin with.
âCheers,â Tyriq said, lifting his glass slightly, âto you not wanting to be here.â
Nori laughed softly.
âAnd hopefully,â he continued, eyes settling onto hers, âI made your night a little better.â
The look in his eyes nearly made her forget herself for a second.
They took the shots together.
The tequila burned all the way down.
âMaybe just a little bit,â she teased.
âJust a little bit?â
She nodded.
âWell,â he said with a shrug, âthatâs better than nothing.â
His gaze stayed on her another second before he asked, âYou dance?â
âNot really.â
âWellâŠâ He leaned slightly closer. âYou wanna try?â
A man that looked like that had not given her this much attention in a very long time.
And honestly?
Why not.
âAre you gonna teach me?â
Tyriq stood, holding his hand out toward her.
âI can show you a little something.â
Nori tried not to smile.
Failed miserably.
She placed her hand in his, and he led her into the crowd.
At first, she stayed stiff while he showed her a few simple moves, laughing every time she messed up.
âYou from around here?â he asked over the music.
âTexas,â she answered. âBut, I live in Koreatown.â
âDamn. Texas is lit though.â
âIt definitely is.â
He laughed. âSo what do you do for fun then?â
âI like day parties. Game nights. Movies. Stuff where I can actually hear myself think.â
âThose sound like vibes for sure.â
âYea, all the peaceful things.â
As they kept talking, moving together became easier.
More natural.
The liquor settled warmly into her system, loosening her nerves little by little until she found herself stepping closer to him without even realizing it.
Tyriq noticed immediately.
âOh, okay,â he teased. âSo now you feeling confident?â
Nori laughed. âI think the alcohol finally hitting me.â
âYeah?â He grinned. âMe too. You wanna sit down for a second?â
âNo,â she said honestly.
Then she turned around.
Slowly.
Pressing the length of her body against his.
Tyriqâs hands hovered carefully at his sides before he leaned closer to her ear.
âCan I put my hands on your waist?â
âOf course,â Nori murmured.
She reached back, grabbed his hands herself, and guided them onto her hips.
The feeling of his hands settling against her waist made her stomach tighten instantly.
His palms were large, rough enough to contrast against her soft skin, and his grip held just enough pressure to make her hyperaware of every place he touched her.
Nori kept moving against him anyway.
Maybe even closer than before.
Tyriq lowered his head near her ear again, his voice warm beneath the music.
âI think you lied to me.â
She smiled faintly. âAbout what?â
âYou said you couldnât dance.â
Nori laughed as she turned around to face him again. âI promise you, Iâm gonna forget how to do all of this the second I wake up tomorrow morning.â
Tyriq laughed too, keeping his hands comfortably around her waist.
âHm,â he hummed. âWell, I guess you gonâ have to let me know in the morning.â
âDo I?â
âMhm.â
The way he looked down at her made her heartbeat stumble slightly.
His eyes lingered too long.
Too confidently.
Nori glanced away first, resting her arms loosely over his shoulders.
âDonât look at me like that.â
Tyriq tilted his head innocently. âLike what?â
She finally looked back at him. âLike that.â
A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
âMy fault,â he said softly. âYou just look really good.â
The warmth rushing into her cheeks was immediate.
âI do?â she asked before she could stop herself.
âAbsolutely.â
Her smile turned shy despite herself. âThank you.â
Then her eyes drifted over his face again.
The sharp line of his jaw. His buzz cut. That mouth that kept making her nervous every time he smiled.
âYou look really good too,â she admitted quietly.
His brows lifted. âI do?â
âAbsolutely.â
Tyriq pressed his lips together, tryingâand failingânot to look pleased with himself.
âSee,â he said, nodding slowly, âthatâs what I like to hear.â
Nori rolled her eyes, laughing softly.
For a moment, neither of them said anything. They just swayed together naturally while the music pulsed around them.
âSo,â Tyriq finally asked, âwhat you doing after this?â
Nori glanced across the club toward Tia and Jai. Both of them were still watching from a distance, clearly trying not to be obvious about it.
âProbably going home,â she answered.
He nodded slowly. âMm.â
âWhat about you?â
âSame thing.â
Nori smirked. âMm.â
Tyriq laughed under his breath.
Then his eyes dropped to her mouth again.
âI like your lips, by the way.â
The comment hit her harder than it should have.
Something low and nervous twisted in her stomach.
âThank you,â she said softly.
âThey look soft.â
His voice lowered slightly.
âKissable too.â
Nori pressed her lips together instinctively before tilting her chin upward just enough to look at him properly.
âYou think so?â
âMhm.â
Her pulse quickened.
âYou wanna find out?â
Tyriq held her gaze for a second before answering.
âOnly if you want me to.â
The fact that he asked made her smile.
âYouâre gonna have to lean down pretty far to reach them, though.â
A slow grin spread across his face.
âIâll lean as far down as I need to.â
Then he did.
His hand slid slightly higher along her waist as he leaned toward her, giving her enough time to pull away if she wanted to.
She didnât.
Their lips met softly at first.
But the second kiss lingered longer.
Warmer.
The noise of the club seemed to blur around them as they melted into each other gradually, moving in sync without even thinking about it.
Tyriqâs thumb brushed lightly against her side while he kissed her again, slower this time, like he was trying to memorize the feeling.
When they finally parted for air, his forehead nearly rested against hers.
âYou taste good,â he murmured with a quiet grin.
âYou taste pretty good too, Tyriq,â Nori murmured back.
His eyes darkened almost immediately.
âYeah?â he asked quietly. âYou wanna run that back or what?â
Nori smiled before sliding her hand behind his neck. Her fingers massaged the warm skin there gently as she pulled him back down toward her.
This kiss lasted even longer.
Deeper.
The careful teasing from before disappeared almost instantly, replaced with something hotter and more intimate. Tyriqâs grip tightened around her waist as he pulled her closer against him, like he physically couldnât help himself.
Nori could feel the tension in the way he held her.
The way his breathing changed.
The way he kissed her like he was trying not to lose control.
When he finally pulled away, he let out a short breathless laugh and shook his head.
âOkay,â he muttered, stepping back slightly. âIf I donât stop right now, this gonâ get bad for me.â
Noriâs brows furrowed in confusion at first, until she noticed him subtly adjusting his shorts.
Her eyes narrowed playfully before lifting back to his face.
Tyriq laughed under his breath. âIâm just being honest.â
A smirk tugged at her lips.
âMaybe I want it to get bad for you.â
His expression shifted instantly.
Noriâs hands were still resting behind his neck, slowly massaging him while she looked up at him innocently, despite the words that had just left her mouth.
Tyriq puffed his cheeks slightly before exhaling.
âYou gotta relax with how you talking to me right now,â he warned, laughing softly. âEspecially if you donât mean it.â
âOh, I mean it.â
His brows pulled together as he stared down at her.
âSo what you tryna do then?â
Nori shrugged lightly. âWhatever you wanna do.â
âSee, thatâs the problem,â he replied. âIâm tryna do whatever you wanna do. So whatâs up?â
She laughs. âYou tell me.â
Then she tilts her head slightly.
âHow far you live from here?â
âLike ten minutes.â
Nori went quiet for a second, clearly thinking.
Instead of pushing her, Tyriq reaches into his pocket and pulls out his wallet. He removes his driverâs license and hands it to her.
She blinks at it in confusion.
âUhâŠ?â
âTake a picture of it,â he said. âSend it to your friends. Iâll give you my socials too.â He shrugs casually. âI donât need them worried about you leaving with some random dude.â
Nori stares at him for a second before smiling.
âThatâs actually really thoughtful.â
âYeah,â he says with a grin. âIâm not a dickhead.â
She laughed softly before taking a picture of the ID and texting it to Tia and Jai along with his Instagram.
Almost immediately, her phone lit up with dramatic messages from both of them.
Tia: BITCHHHHHH.
Jai: HE FINE AS HELL. STAY SAFE THOUGH. WE GOT YOUR LOCATION!
Nori rolled her eyes, smiling to herself as she locked her phone.
Tyriq found her hand again and guided her through the crowd toward the exit.
As they stepped outside, the cool night air hit her skin instantly, calming some of the heat that had built up inside the club.
Nori glanced back long enough to wave at her friends, who were both staring at her with shameless excitement from the entrance.
âSo,â she said as they walked through the parking lot, âwhat made you talk to me?â
Tyriq shoved one hand into his pocket while leading her toward his car.
âIf Iâm being honest?â he said. âI saw your face from across the club first.â
Nori tried not to smile.
âThen I walked to the bar and saw you again,â he continued. âThen I noticed you had on jorts.â
She laughed. âSo you were plotting.â
He shrugged. âIf you wanna call it that.â
Tyriq clicked his key fob, and the headlights of a black Audi flashed nearby.
Nori looked at him. âOh, you drive an Audi? What the hell do you do?â
He opened the passenger door for her.
âI act sometimes.â
âSometimes?â she repeated suspiciously as she climbed inside.
Tyriq just grinned before closing the door.
A few seconds later, he slid into the driverâs seat and pulled out of the parking lot.
The inside of the car felt quieter than the club had. More intimate.
Nori turned slightly toward him in her seat, her fingers slowly tracing along his arm while he drove one-handed.
Tyriq glanced at her briefly before chuckling.
âI thought you was innocent.â
âI am,â she replied. âA little.â
âInnocent girls usually donât leave the club with a man they just met.â
Nori looked out the window for a second before answering honestly.
âYou wanna know something?â
âWhat?â
âThis is actually my first time doing this.â
Tyriq looked over at her again.
âI kinda believe that.â
âWhy?â
âBecause you spent half the night complaining about being outside,â he teased. âI feel honored.â
âGood,â she grins.
The silence in the car was thick, charged with everything they werenât saying. Tyriqâs hand stayed on her thigh, his thumb stroking slow, lazy circles that gradually crept higher, pushing under the hem of her jorts. Every pass made Noriâs breath hitch.
By the time he pulled into his parking spot, her core was aching.
Tyriq cut the engine and looked over at her, eyes dark.
âYou sure?â he asked, voice low.
Nori unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned across the console, and kissed him hard. Tyriq groaned into her mouth, one big hand sliding into her hair as he kissed her back like heâd been dying to.
They barely made it inside his apartment.
The second the door shut, he had her pressed against it, hands gripping her ass as he lifted her slightly. Nori wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning softly when she felt how hard he already was through his shorts.
âFuck,â he muttered against her neck, grinding into her.
Noriâs head fell back against the door as he kissed down her throat. Her hands pushed under the hem of his black tank top, sliding up over his warm, solid torso. Tyriq pulled back just long enough to yank the tank top off in one smooth motion, tossing it somewhere behind him before crashing his mouth back to hers.
He carried her down the short hallway to his bedroom, kicking the door open. He set her on her feet and quickly peeled her top off, then unbuttoned her jorts and shoved them down her legs along with her panties. His eyes dragged hungrily over her naked body.
âGoddamn, NoriâŠâ
She reached for him, running her hands down his chest and abs as he backed her toward the bed. When her knees hit the mattress, she sat, eye-level with the very obvious bulge in his shorts. Tyriq watched her, breathing hard, as she hooked her fingers in his waistband and pulled his shorts and boxers down.
His thick, heavy member sprang free, already leaking at the tip. Nori wrapped her hand around him, stroking slowly, and looked up at him.
He cursed under his breath. âYou really tryna kill me tonight.â
She took him into her mouth, working him wet and deep until his hand gently tightened in her hair.
âShit⊠just like that.â
After a few minutes he pulled her off with a shaky breath and pushed her back onto the bed. He spread her thighs wide and ate her pussy like he was starvingâmessy, hungry, and focused. Two thick fingers pushed inside her while his tongue sucked on her clit, making her back arch hard.
Nori came on his tongue, thighs shaking, moaning his name loud enough that she was glad he didnât have any roommates.
Tyriq kissed his way back up her body, then reached into his nightstand drawer. He tore open a condom packet, rolled it down his thick length, and settled between her thighs again. The head of his member nudged against her soaked entrance.
Nori wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer.
Tyriq pushed in slowly, stretching her open inch by inch. They both moaned when he bottomed out, buried deep inside her.
âFuck,â he breathed against her neck, voice strained. âYou feel so good.â
He started movingâdeep, rolling strokes that quickly turned harder. The room filled with the sound of skin slapping skin, her soft moans, and his low curses every time she clenched around him.
Noriâs nails dug into his back as he hit that perfect spot again and again.
âRight thereâTyriq, fuck, donât stopââ
âCome on me,â he growled, thrusting harder. âI want you all over me.â
She came hard the second time, crying out as her core pulsed around him. Tyriq fucked her through it, then flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and slid back in deep.
This angle made her see stars. He fucked her harder, one hand gripping her ass while the other reached around to rub her clit.
âAgain,â he demanded, voice rough. âCome again.â
Nori came a third time, shaking and whimpering into the sheets. Tyriq followed right after with a deep groan, burying himself to the hilt as he came hard inside the condom.
They stayed locked together for a long moment, breathing heavy and sweaty. Eventually Tyriq pulled out carefully, tied off the condom, and tossed it into the trash before collapsing beside her. He pulled Nori against his chest and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.
Nori smiled sleepily against his skin.
âThat wasâŠ.â she murmured, voice hoarse. âSo good.â
Tyriq chuckled low, the sound rumbling through his chest.
âDid I make you feel good?â
âMhm,â she hums.
They stayed tangled up like that for a while, breathing each other in. Tyriq eventually got up to dispose of the condom properly and came back with a warm cloth for her. After cleaning her up gently, he climbed back into bed and pulled her against him again, her head resting on his chest.
âYou can spend the night if you want,â he said quietly, voice still a little rough. âNo pressure though. If you donât feel comfortable, I donât mind taking you home. Whatever you wanna do.â
Nori traced a lazy pattern on his stomach with her fingertip.
âYou literally gave me your driverâs license to send to my friends,â she teased with a soft laugh. âI think Iâll be okay sleeping here tonight.â
Tyriq grinned and squeezed her hip. âYou will, I promise.â
She smiled and snuggled closer, letting the steady beat of his heart lull her to sleep.
Sunlight filtered through the blinds, warm across Tyriqâs face. He stirred slowly, reaching out on instinct for the warm body that had been curled against him most of the night.
His hand met cool sheets instead.
Tyriqâs eyes opened fully. The spot beside him was empty, the pillow still slightly dented. He sat up, frowning as he looked around the quiet room. No sign of her clothes on the floor. No sound of the shower running.
He swung his legs over the side of the bed and noticed a small piece of paper on the nightstand, propped up against his phone.
He picked it up and read:
Thank you for making my night 10x better. Hopefully youâre not a dickhead like you said you werenât, and youâll give me a call or message me back when you wake up. - Nori
A slow smile spread across his face as he reread the note. He shook his head, chuckling under his breath.
Tyriq leaned back against the headboard, still holding the note, thumb brushing over her handwriting. He reached for his phone, already thinking about what to text her first.
notes: once again un proofread. hope it sounds okay :p
Sukuna liked to call you his pretty bunny. It wasnât just because of your soft and round cheeks that puffed up when you smiled. It wasnât just because of your warm and vanilla scent that he found himself melting into. It was because of your big golden heart that he thought had no place being around him.
Sukuna didnât do well with soft and pretty things, he always ends up breaking them.
That was what his shitty father had told him before heâd tossed both him and his little brother Yuji out on the street to fend for themselves. It was what his friends repeated time and time again everytime you showed up to one of his games.
But he ignored it, at least tried to. You made the worries seem so insignificant. You made him feel so human, if even for a moment.
But he knew that you deserved better. Better wasnât him. It never really had been.
âOh I didnât expect you here!â You opened the door wider when you realized who it was.
Sukuna stood awkwardly at the threshold as if he hadnât been here so many times, as if he was a stranger. You eyed him curiously before tugging his sleeve. âAre you gonna come in?â
He eventually did step in, but he moved no further than the doormat. He was only here for one thing after all.
You could sense something was up, he knew you could. Because you didnât try to reach for him again. You just fiddled with your fingers and looked up at him. He wanted to smooth the furrow between your brows and kiss away the worry but he stopped himself.
âWe need to breakup,â he stated. There was no build up to the moment or no slow roll into the decision. There was just his statement and that was it.
âWhat?â Your voice wasnât any louder than a whisper.
âLook. I need to focus on basketball and having you around isnât helping me. Youâre holding me down.â
Because saying that, was admitting you held a weight in his life. You were too important and that wasnât something he knew how to handle.
Every word he said felt like a bullet he was embedding in your chest. Your face fell, your eyes watered, and your fingers shook.
âWhat?â You repeated.
âThatâs all I came here for.â
He turned around. âSukuna.â
Your voice halted him in his steps. âDonât do this.â You asked. Less of a plead, more like a please.
âItâs not personal,â he responded. But it was. It really was.
You didnât speak again and he didnât stick around to find out. Sukuna knew you wouldnât chase after him, you had more respect.
You had told him once how you never believed in begging.
âIf I have to beg you to stay with me, then do we even need to be together?â Youâd said.
And it had made sense then. But as he drove from your street for the final time he held onto the hope that maybe you would. Because if you did, then he would listen. He wouldnât have sabotaged everything youâd built. But you werenât a begger and he was a coward so that was something that would never happen.
-
You lay in bed staring at the ceiling. That had been your routine for the last week. Wake up, try to fuel your body, and go to sleep. Your days consisted of the same stupid pattern and you were getting sick of it.
It was stupid to let the breakup ruin your life, but it was more stupid to act like nothing had happened. How could you go on as if your entire other half hadnât been ripped from your side and there were no stitches to mend your wounds. He probably didnât even care.
But it was always like that. Your big heart expanded too much; it loved harder than it had ever been loved. And with Sukuna you thought maybe it had changed. You quickly realized that it hadnât.
But that wasnât true either. Maybe not. But you still felt that way.
It hurt more because you knew he was just running. Heâd been running almost his whole life and he was waiting for something to tell him to stop. He had to be strong for Yuji and being strong for Yuji hid the darkness in his chest.
Youâd miss Yuji. The pink haired boy always lit up when he saw you.
You looked out the window, seeing the moon begin to peek through the glass. You werenât really okay right now, but maybe you would be.
-
âDammit you almost cost us the game,â Satoru, wheezed out the moment heâd made it back to the locker room. Theyâd went 80-76 against Tokyo Jujutsu University and despite being the teams golden player, heâd nearly sold the whole match.
But it wasnât Tojiâs job to tell him that. Sukuna ignored him, gulping down the water in his bottle. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
âAm I talking to a ghost or what?â the white haired man asked.
Sukuna squeezed his eyes shut and counted down. He focused on his breathing but it was so displaced it only stressed him out more.
âShut the fuck up,â Toji came in next, smacking Satoru with his sweaty towel.
Satoru winced, his face slightly shriveled in disgust. âDonât ever touch me again asshole.â
Toji smirked, giving Sukuna a slight nod. The latter didnât react but he was thankful for the interjection.
âAre you coming to the after party?â Toji asked him, sitting beside him and swinging his towel in a circular motion.
âMight,â he responded.
âHeard your little bunnies gonna be there,â Satoru teased.
Sukunaâs brow twitched.
âThough I guess sheâs not really your bunny anymore. Maybe sheâll come hop over to me instead.â
Sukuna stood up abruptly getting into Satoruâs face. âYou wanna say that again?â
Satoru shrugged, his face overtaken by a smug grin. âNah. Said it once. Itâs probably on its fifth replay in your head by now.â
Sukuna clenched his fist.
âDo you ever stop talking?â Toji asked, shoving Satoru in the other direction.
But if Satoru was right? The idea of you being at a party without him there to protect you? He couldnât stand it.
He was going to be there.
-
âYouâre all by yourself little bunny,â a voice whispered in your ear.
You jumped, nearly dropping the cup you had in your hand. Jo- jogo? Was it yoyo? No that didnât sound right. You think it was something like-
âGojo? You remember me right?â He asked.
You looked around for one of your friends but he was right, you were all by yourself. You hadnât even wanted to come but after they had barged in and demanded you at least socialize youâd had no choice. You wanted to try at least for then.
âHi.â
Your fingers tapped nervously on the side of the cup.
âI hope you donât mind me bothering you. I couldnât leave a pretty girl all by herself you know,â he smiled widely as if it hurt to do so.
He was nothing like Sukuna who only shared a smirk if something amused him or a soft smile reserved solely for you. You missed Sukuna.
âI have to go find my friends,â you blurted.
You couldnât stand being around him any longer. But when you went to go he reached for your arm, stopping you in place. âHey, hey come on now. I just wanted to talk-â
âYou have five seconds before I break your nose,â a rough familiar voice stated.
Sukuna, who had managed to appear beside you when you needed him most. As if he could hear your pleas for help. Gojo let go and the breath you didnât know you were holding escaped as well.
Sukuna leaned down to look at you, making sure you were untouched. It had been a week since youâd seen one another and with each second that passed being around him the wound became so much fresher. âAre you okay?â He asked, only where you could hear it.
You nodded.
âI want to go home.â
âIâll take you,â he reached for your hand.
âI didnât peg you for a loser. You just canât share huh?â Gojo stated.
Sukuna stiffened and your body lit up with anxiousness.
You gripped his shirt, tugging on it. He sighed before turning away from his friend.
âAfraid Iâll break your little bunny? I think weâd have a lot of fun. I could teach her how to really hop.â
Sukuna crushed his cup in his hand and stepped forward.
âYou really want to do this right now?â Sukuna stated.
At this point a crowd had begun to form. People who were clearly watching and others who were trying their best to look uninterested. It was a mess.
âSukuna, come on,â you pleaded.
But he was like a man scorned. He didnât want to listen and Gojo like the evil man he was being was having a field day with it. You glared at the boy.
âWhat the hell is your problem?â You asked, pushing Sukuna behind you gently before turning to face Gojo.
Sukunaâs hand kept a tight grip on yours. You knew what he was thinking. He wanted to beat Gojo and you were worried for him. Not as if heâd lose, but you didnât want him in that position.
You could feel Sukuna behind you, his body heat surrounding you.
Gojo let out a low whistle. âI just wanted to talk. No need to be so jumpy bunny.â
âFirstly, stop fucking calling me that. Secondly, shut the fuck up,â your voice kept a steady tone but it carried a venomous bite.
People watched as if paused in time.
âMaybe if you give me a kiss.â
âOkay. Iâll kiss you then, but you have to close your eyes first.â
His eyes widened as if you agreeing was the last thing heâd expected. His eyes went behind you and his face took on a smug expression.
âBunny,â Sukuna whispered, his tone low and panicked. His grip tightened on you. You couldnât see him but you knew if you could his brows would be furrowed in angst.
âHe wants a kiss? Iâll give him one,â you stepped forward.
When Gojo closed his eyes and leaned forward with puckered lips, you cocked your fist back and met them with your fist. A resounding crack went through the room.
âHows that for a kiss?â
-
Sukuna was livid. The moment you made it to your apartment he ushered you to the bathroom silently and located the first aid kit. Your face was a bit sheepish and under his withering glare you seemed to grow even more so.
He grabbed your hand, his shaking almost imperceptibly. You watched him in silence. Sukuna made quick work of disinfecting the small cuts on your knuckles before placing a plaster on it. When he finished he held your hand for a moment.
âIâm fine,â you stated, your voice low.
Youâd been in worse positions. But when Sukuna looked up at you, his irises were painted with anxiousness. Your breath caught in your throat. Youâd never seen him so pained before. âIâm fine. I promise.â
âWhy would you do that?â
âBecause he was pissing me off.â
âYou couldâve been hurt.â
âIâm fine,â you repeated a third time.
It was silent again and this time it was a bit more awkward. It was filled with unsaid words and overwhelming emotions. It was starting to make you sick. The reality of the situation began to settle on you.
You rubbed your hand with a wince. âYou can go now. I didnât mean to worry you,â you went to step past him but his hand on yours stopped you.
But unlike Gojo his was gentle. If you wanted to, you could remove it without barely a shuffle.
âI- fuck I donât know what to say. This is all my fault.â
âHe provoked you Sukuna. You didnât do anything.â
âNo IâŠI mean this,â he gestured in between the both of you. âItâs my fault.â
You swallowed the lump in your throat. At the reminder you began to grow irritated. âI saw your game. Iâm glad you were able to focus.â
You walked into the kitchen and ruffled through the fridge for something to eat. He followed after you like a kicked puppy.
âY/N-â
âNo!â You gripped the handle tightly before shutting it and giving up on your search. You turned to face him and pointed your finger im his face. âYou donât get to act regretful when you made your choice. You didnât ask me how I felt, you just made it. And I thought we were better than that. I thought that you were better than that.â
âI know.â
âNo you donât know. Iâd rather you have just cheated on me or something because at least then Iâd have an actual explanation for why you wanted to leave me. But I know you. I knoe you didnât want to give up, but you did anyways. You gave up.â
âI know,â his face fell.
âBut as upset as I am. I donât want this. I donât want to give up.â
He looked up at that, his eyes brighter than before. Sukuna rubbed the back of his neck, choosing his next words carefully.
âIâm not a good person. Iâm not easy to love. Iâm made of jagged edges and mismatched pieces. But thatâs always been my burden to carry. I didnât want it to be on you. I got scared at how serious it was and I backed out. But I regretted it the moment I did. If you had chased after me I would have came back.â
âBut thatâs not me.â
âI know. Trust me I know my- I know my bunny.â
Your heart skipped a beat before you scoffed. âGosh he seriously pissed me off. He kept terrorizing me with his own rendezvous of thst name. But itâs not made for him,â you stuck your tongue out.
Sukuna chuckled. He stepped closer to you. âItâs made for you, from me. Because youâre the only good thing I have going for me, bunny.â
He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead and you melted into him.
Youâd forgive him. Youâd had a while to sit with your feelings. But you already knew what the decision was going to be. You and Sukuna, but this time the right way. This time the only way. It was too late for you to hop away now, but you know you didnât even want to.
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