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guy who enjoys the cuck chair while you fuck his bestfriend but he also canβt help but offer his unwarranted commentary and advice because theyβre not fucking or touching you right and heβd have gotten a much better reaction from you by nowβ¦β¦
Enjin had been too quiet all day. Thatβs when you knew something was up. He didnβt grace you with that little smirk that got your toes curling.
Nothing. Nada.
You shouldβve known it was only a matter of time until the tension snapped and youβd argue. That scared you a lot. Fighting. This goddamn anxiety of losing Enjin.
And then it happenedβ
βYou looked real cozy back there.β
His voice cut through the air like his umbreaker.
βWhat?β you frowned.
Stiffly he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. A normal gesture for anyone, but you could see how tense he was.
βWith him. Zodyl. Didnβt think youβd switch sides that easily.β
Your stomach plummeted. βThatβs notβ Enjin! Thatβs not what happened.β
He let out a short, humorless laugh. βReally? Cuz from where I was standing, it looked like you were ready to walk right over to the raiders and stay there.β
βThatβs not fair?β
βNot fair?β he pushed himself off the wall. βNot fairβs also watching you standing next to him like you belong to him.β
βI donβt and you know that.β
βYea. Couldβve fooled me.β
Getting stabbed would hurt less than hearing this. Enjins trust and love meant everything to you and you cherished it daily. And now every word is aimed to hurt.
βYou donβt understand,β you swallowed.
βThen explain it,β he snapped immediately. βCuz Iβm getting real tired of guessing what the hell youβre thinking.β
There it was - the edge in his voice. That possessive undertone. He was afraid, even if heβd never admit it. You searched for the right words, wanting to reassure your man that thereβd be never someone else.
But that second of hesitation costed you almost everything.
βUnbelievable,β his jaw ticked.
βNo no. Listen,β you stepped forward. βItβs not about choosing sides. Back then - before I joined the cleaners - Zodyl and Iβ¦ we had to rely on each other. It was survival. If we hadnβtββ
βIf you hadnβt what?β Enjin cut in coldly. βFallen for him?β
βHuh?β your eyes widened. βWhat? No!β
He wasnβt convinced. Not even a little.
βRight,β he dragged a hand through his hair in painful frustration. βSo thatβs why you look at him like that.β
βLike what?β
βLike heβs worth saving.β
The words hung heavily between you as your mouth snapped shut. That part wasnβt wrong.
βHeβs not what you think he is.β
Enjinβs expression hardened instantly. βDonβt. Donβt you fucking dare.β
βHeβs not,β you insisted, stepping closer. βYou didnβt see him back then. You didnβt see what he did to keep us alive. Heβs notβ¦ heβs not evil, Enjin. Heβs justββ
βOn the wrong path?β he scoffed.
You nodded anyway and your man just stared at you. Then the most painful laugh bubbled from his throat.
This canβt be happening, you thought, please donβt. I need to do better. I need to convince him.
βUnbelievable,β he repeated quieter. βYouβre defending him.β
βIβm not defending what he does now,β you said quickly. βIβm just saying heβs not beyond savingββ
βAnd what about me?β
The question hit you like a slap as you blinked. βWhat?β
He stepped closer and closer, invading your presence. Crowding you against the wall your breath hitched. His presence was overwhelming.
βYouβre so damn concerned about saving him. But what about me, huh?β
βEnjinββ
βNo seriously,β he hissed into your ear. βYou think I donβt see it? The way you look at him? That you fucking hesitate when it comes to him?β
βThatβs not fair,β you whispered.
βNothing about this is fair,β he shot back.
His clock-like eyes are so raw. You had never see him this vulnerable. Jealous, yes. But never this fragile. It made you sick.
βIβm right here,β he continued. βIβve been right here and youβre standing there talking about how he can still be saved.β
Your chest tightened painfully. βYou donβt need saving.β
βDonβt I?β
Your entire posture faltered at this. And Enjin looked away defeated. He was cracking open.
βI donβt trust him,β he muttered. βAnd I donβt trust what he wants with you.β
βHe doesnβt want anything from me,β you said gently.
βYea?β his gaze snapped back to yours. βThen why does it feel like Iβm the one losing you?β
Your mouth opened and closed again, because you didnβt have an answer thatβd fix this.
His hand came up and for a split second it looked like he wanted to touch you. And you wanted this touch. Instead he rested the hand next to your head on the wall.
βYou shouldβve told me,β he said. βAbout your past with him. All of it.β
βI didnβt think it mattered.β
βIt matters to me.β
Now you reached out for him⦠but he stepped back. Not once he ever denied your touch, but now he did. The pain was unbearable.
βEnjin, please.β
βI donβt like this,β he choked out. βI donβt like the way you look at him. I donβt like the way you defend him. And I really donβt like how it makes me feel.β
βTalk to me, Enjin. I want to make it better for youβ us,β you pleaded.
Again that heavy silence as he just stared at you. βI think youβre choosing him over us.β
Hit and sunk.
βI donβt,β you sobbed out.
βNo? Then fucking prove it to me,β he said, and then he left.
Now you reached out for him⦠but he stepped back. Not once he ever denied your touch, but now he did. The pain was unbearable.
βEnjin, please.β
βI donβt like this,β he choked out. βI donβt like the way you look at him. I donβt like the way you defend him. And I really donβt like how it makes me feel.β
βTalk to me, Enjin. I want to make it better for youβ us,β you pleaded.
Again that heavy silence as he just stared at you. βI think youβre choosing him over us.β
Hit and sunk.
βI donβt,β you sobbed out.
βNo? Then fucking prove it to me,β he said, and then he left.
being chased by your fave in the woodsβ¦ that rush of adrenaline, your heart in your throat, knowing heβs right behind you and knowing heβs going to fuck you so good once he catches you >>>>
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when he cups one of his big palms along the side of your neck, your hair brushing and trickling along his moving hand as he tilts your head gently while studying your carefully. thumb gingerly brushing along the smooth skin of the back of your neck.
a diligent pad of a finger leisurely traces down the slope of your neck, trained eyes following every languid trail β the feel of your breath catching at the base of your throat ceases his movements, focused irises trailing up to meet yours. flattens his palm against the smooth skin, feeling the pulse beneath his clasp accelerate, heat simmering from the pumping blood settling against your esophagus.
doggystyle with frustrated enjin, but instead of pounding into you he lets you do all the work of slowly grinding and fucking yourself on his dick, moving your hips in slow, teasing circles until he's in a damn trance. tells you to "reeeeally arch that back, doll" in that hazed, deep voice of his. hell, he might even help you out a bit and drag your body back and forth with his hand in your hair. but he inevitably caves in, pushes you further down until you're practically in prone bone with your back against his chest, and wraps a heavy forearm around your neck. says it's his turn to be useful. he can't leave all the pleasure to himself after all.
the way his eyes are glueddd to the way your hips roll ever so sensually against his, sends this man on a frenzy. one big hand firmly wrapped in your hair, securely looped around his fist pushing and pulling your tantalizing body back against his the other gliding up and down along the slope and curve of your twitching hip. the more you roll and grind your hips the more patience this man is losing what little control he has left in him, inevitably β pushing down onto your back, molding you into the bed beneath you with his big, hefty body pounding onto yours.
uses the hand wrapped in your hair to wrench your head to the right, making your eyes roll to the back of your fuzzy head and messy moans to slip out. hot breath flushing against the shell of your ear, grunting and groaning how fucking well you were taking him.
zodyl is the type of man who'd delicately (teasingly) play with the laced strand/tie of your lingerie robe in a slow, circular motion in between his measured fingers. looks over you carefully with calculative, attentive eyes then finally meets your once confident gaze, gradually canvasing a slow, prominent grin on his face when he watches your shying eyes flutter away from his impending stare. all while still playing tauntingly with the strip of lace that held your set together in a dangerous manner.
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