أحبك أكثر من ماء جوز الهند.

Ryuya Hyuga

23/30 Days Completed.

He isn't someone who participates in this kind of thing. But you seemed eager to try. And what kind of man would he be if he leaves you to face this challenge alone?! It's not so bad at first. He has work stresses that alcohol and cheap cigarettes can fix. But towards the end of the month he has a different appetite.

He couldn't help himself. You found yourself pressed against his office desk. His hips grinding against your ass. His tongue dragged against the back of your neck as he whispered how this was childish and that participating was pointless. You're both adults aren't you? There's no need to keep playing this game.

Shion Amakusa

25/30 Days Completed.

Shion doesn't really seek sexual contact. It doesn't occur to him that it's a thing he wants or needs until the opportunity is presented. So when the conversation of No Nut November comes up he assumes it involves pistachios and peanuts. When corrected, he still agrees to play. How hard could it be?

For him, it was a breeze. He watched you suffer and he allowed you to come crawling on him feeling needy. Listening to you pant and roll your hips pathetically against his thigh. You're so sweet... It's okay. Amakusa will save you, and show you Heaven.

Kira Sumeragi

28/30 Days Completed.

Kira is quiet and reserved. He isn't open about his sexual wants and needs. He instead looks down at you with his mustard colored eyes and nods. He wants to participate if you will. He can be fun! He can take challenges. And it seems like something that will lead into being pent up for good reason.

Kira did his best. Almost reaching the end of the 30 days. But on the 28th, he crawled into the covers with you. His body tense as he inhaled your scent. Before the clock had the chance to hit midnight, all of your clothes had been discarded. And you heard Kira talk more than he has in a lifetime.

Ai Mikaze

30/30 Days Completed.

Playing this 'game' can make for excellent data collection. Thank you for offering to join. This is a great way for him to study you and your sexual habits. Now, proceed. And he will take great care in making sure you don't fail. And it's torture.

There were times you tried to sneak away and touch yourself but he always seemed to be right around the corner. Being a robot has it's perks. He would restrain you just to see how stressed you were. How your body would writhe until the bitter end. Now that the final day is here, your 'experiment' may end at the stroke of midnight. And Ai is very excited!

“He said nooooooooooo...” Kalim wailed as he dramatically threw himself into a pile of silk pillows. His usual smile was contorted into that of genuine distress. You rested your hands on your hips with a frown as you looked down at your very dramatic boyfriend. “Because Jamil is still cleaning up from the last party you had.” With no one to help him. There were still streamers hanging off the balcony and darts in the lounge ceiling from last week.  

It was always back-to-back, nonstop, party til’ you drop with Kalim. Every Friday night until Monday morning he had some kind of event going on in Scarabia with no intention of slowing down. Claiming life is far too short to just ‘chillax’. You didn’t want to enable him. But Kalim didn’t take well to the word no. Especially now with Jamil’s final straw being broken.  

“Maybe if I ask again in an hour, he’ll change his mind. Me and Jamil are best friends after all.” Debatable. “Why don’t we try something that doesn’t involve Jamil?” You suggested as your arms fell to your sides. “There’s stuff to do in the Foothills if we look? And Jamil can have time to prep for your next dorm party.” You offered hopefully, watching as Kalim’s eyes started to spark with life once more.  

You didn’t like involving or inconveniencing Jamil. He looked at you with spite and hatred anytime you stood near Kalim. Especially with some plan concocted to throw yet another party he would be cleaning up after. You couldn’t take any more of his scorn. “Look, it’s not the end of the world.” You knelt down beside the pile of pillows in the lounge. The carpet was soft against your knees as Kalim turned his head to face you. His eyes seemed to glitter now. The bright red garnets held mischief you did your best to ignore. “We can find something fun to do that Jamil can’t say no to. I have to go feed Grim since I left him at the dorm to clean his side of the room.” You bent over and kissed Kalim’s cheek before moving to stand again. 

“I’ll text you when I find something cool for us to do.” You waved goodbye, listening to the jingle of the gold bracelets around Kalim’s wrists as he continued to pout on the pile of silk pillows. 

You made it back to Ramshackle with no issue. After eating dinner with Grim, giving him a bath, giving yourself a bath, you finally crawled into bed to scroll through your phone. It was a Thursday, so of course Jamil would say no to a sudden party being thrown in Scarabia tomorrow night.  

“Grim.” You called the Direbeast’s name as he curled up next to you. He snored softly in response as you laid in the dark with your phone in hand. Grim slept like a log and waking him up at this hour would be a pointless effort. “I’ll tell you tomorrow before class.” You whispered and gently rubbed his furry belly. If you and Kalim were going to party somewhere, Grim needed to know about his potential babysitter. Once your hand retracted, you looked up different locations in the foothills. The port usually had an event going on, but most of those were held at bars and neither you nor Kalim could drink. It could be fun to see a live band minus the intoxication. As you scrolled through the potential listings of dates and times, Kalim texted you.  

[Kalim]: Guess whaaaaaaaaat? 

The bubble bounced on your screen just above a screenshot he took. It was a stone stairway leading downwards. Tucked between two buildings with a small, shitty little wooden sign that said ‘Rabbit Hole’ in red spray paint. Your brows furrowed in confusion, and your lips curled into a scowl. This looks shady if not the most dangerous and suspicious place you’ve seen in a while.  

[Kalim]: I asked around and Ace and Floyd showed me this place! Cool right?!  [Kalim]: Theyve been a few times but they said it was fun! you just need an ID to get in!  

You rolled your eyes and laid on your side, thinking of what to respond with. Any advice or recommendation from either Ace or Floyd was bound to be terrible. You told Kalim you didn’t think it was a good idea. You also had to remind him you don’t have any papers of any kind. You weren’t from this world. And even if you were neither of you were old enough to drink.  

[Kalim]: Okay………….. :’( I guess………. We wont go……….. 

You huffed while staring at the message before telling him you would think about it. To which he sent a string of happy emojis and confetti bursting across your screen. Jamil warned you that Kalim had a bad habit of guilt tripping. But you didn’t want to see it that way. He was excited and you expressed being uninterested. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Maybe the place allows you in if you’re under 21. Some places do. 

xxx 

You sat on the edge of your bed as you laced up a pair of black boots. You and Kalim were going out tonight, and you left Grim in the capable hands of Deuce. He was sweet enough to look after Grim for the night and have a sleepover, just in case you couldn’t make it back before Deuce decided it was his bedtime. You and Kalim had been texting back and forth all day during classes and until now. It was already 9pm and your heart was starting to race. If the two of you couldn’t get into the ‘Rabbit Hole’, it would be embarrassing. 

But there’s nothing a movie and possible make out on the couch can’t cure.  

Kalim told you that it was more of an alternative rock place. Much grungier than what he was used to, so he asked if you could coordinate together. Almost like a disguise so no one would recognize you at first glance. You had put on a pair of black denim shorts, and a grey oversized band t-shirt. The name and print had long since faded and cracked after spending so many spin cycles getting thrown around. Your socks were a deep burgundy color and were scrunched up just below your knees. 

And the only accessory you could find was a thin gold bracelet. A gift from Kalim when the two of you started dating. The moment you rose to stand; there was a light knock on your window. The sound caused your muscles to tense as you flinched. Your head whipped around to see Kalim grinning with his palms pressed against the glass pane. He had on dark eyeliner, and a black turban wrapped around his head. You could only see small peaks of silver from beneath the fabric. His earrings were large, heavy looking, gold scorpions.  

It was a new look for him. You liked it. 

“You scared me-” Before you could scold him for his antics. His warm breath fogged the glass; and he drew a heart with his finger. The gesture was innocent and cute, and you could only exhale your frustration as your tense shoulders relaxed. You couldn’t stay mad at him. You lifted the window with a pout. “Kalim-” You were silenced with a quick peck that left your eyes fluttering. 

“Surprise! Wow you look great!” He chirped as warmth settled in your face. You were at a loss for words. Your lips tingling as Kalim remained sat on his flying carpet. His black and white flannel stayed unbuttoned, revealing a maroon colored shirt underneath with a foreign spelling across the front joined by a poorly drawn tiger. His dark denim jeans had rips in the knees, and you noticed his boots looked suspiciously similar to yours. He never wore boots. And you never noticed him snooping through your closet in the past. 

The air was cool as a soft breeze tickled your skin. “Kalim be careful, before you fall.” You murmured as your hands gripped the windowsill. Your hot cheeks began to cool as you looked up at him. “I have something for youuuu!~ It’s pretty cool! I bought it from Azul!” He smiled wide as your head tilted in confusion. “Azul?” 

He mentioned that Ace and Floyd told him about the underground club, but you weren’t sure where Azul came in. His bracelets and bangles jingled as he reached into the chest pocket on his black and white flannel. Then, he procured two pieces of plastic and looked them over with his tongue poking out. “This one is yours! Don’t lose it okay?” He held out a card to you. Your fingers brushed in the transaction as you looked over the plastic card. 

Your stomach fell into your boots. Your eyes widened in alarm. It was a citizen's ID card from the Scalding Sands. It had your name and a photo of you standing in your uniform. But the birth year was incorrect. You are 19 years old. But your new ID says that you’re 23. “Kalim this is illegal!  “Shhhhhhhh! No, no! It’s fine, we’re just going to look around and party... And everyone does it. I asked around... It’s cool.” He held a finger to his lips as his eyes darted around suspiciously. His head proceeded to swivel around, looking for any listeners.  

Jamil was going to skin you alive if you went along with Kalim. “Just trust me, come on,” Kalim held hand out to you. The black nail polish shone under the glittering stars and full blue moon. The gold and leather bracelets jingled as he sat on the flying carpet waiting for you to join him. All you have to do is trust him. All you would do is look around and see what the hype was. If Ace and Floyd could get in with fake ID’s, so could you and Kalim. “do you trust me?” He asked with a small twitch of his fingers.  

“I do.” You took his hand as he pulled you out of the window and onto the carpet with a bright smile. “Yaay! Awesome! Just don’t tell Jamil or he’ll kill us both!” He laughed and leaned over to push your window shut. He was more prepared for the Vice Housewarden’s wrath than you are.  

Riding on his flying carpet always gives you a sense of unease. But Kalim was kind enough to seat you in his lap and hold you when you felt anxious. As long as you didn’t look down, you were fine. “Are you excited? I know I am! I heard that Lilia visits all the time.” You could hear the giddiness in his tone as the clouds passed you by, and the wind whipped your skin and hair. “Lilia? I thought he was busy babysitting Malleus?” You didn’t know much about the Fae from Diasomnia. But you knew he was much older than he looked. “Wait, what if he snitches on us?!” You turned to look at Kalim; your noses brushed as his bright red eyes glittered. “He won’t do that!” Kalim laughed and gave your body a tight squeeze. Pulling you closer between his parted legs. The denim rubbed against the bare skin on your thighs.  

“You’re worrying too much. This is going to be fun! We’ll leave the moment you want to leave. I promise. Just trust me.” Kalim assured you that everything would be fine. Your mind continued to race as you tried to suppress the thought of being arrested for a fake ID. What if Twisted Wonderland had a federal prison? What if you were both kicked out of Night Raven College for this? 

Your fears continued to fester as you reached the bustling Foothills. The island city seemed to glow with gold as night markets opened up. Scents of grilled meats, seafood, sweet things, and alcohol filled the air as the two of you road past on the carpet high above everyone’s heads. “You okay?” Kalim asked as his chin rested on your shoulder. You nodded in silence.  

You weren’t okay. But you didn’t want to ruin a potentially good time. The carpet steered its way towards a dark area. You could hear the thump of music the closer you got. As if whatever was playing inside was loud enough to shake the concrete. “This is it!” Kalim was excited as he lowered the carpet and slipped off first. The sign reading ‘Rabbit Hole’ had fallen on the ground and had multiple footprints trampling it.  

You grimaced. This didn’t feel like a good idea. But you wanted to give it a try. “Come ‘er.” Kalim held out his hands to assist you to the ground. He was stronger than he looked. In one fluid motion, he wrapped an arm around your waist and twirled you around his body with a giggle. The moment your feet touched the asphalt, he held your hands in his. “Ready?” Kalim asked from behind and you nodded.  

You swallowed down the remaining fear you had and allowed him to lead. The stairs were steep, and you held onto the cold brick wall for support. There was a wooden door at the bottom of the stairs. It was covered in stickers, graffiti, and many phone numbers for patrons looking for a good time. Kalim looked at you, then the door. He knocked three times and the door finally opened. Yet there was no one there to greet you.  

It gave you a strange chill as Kalim took your hand and the two of you proceeded.  

The music was almost deafening. The deeper you went, the darker it was. There was glow in the dark paint on the stairs leading into the hole beneath the ground. More posters lined the brick walls, and the stench of alcohol, tobacco, fruity vape juice, and sweat permeated your senses. “I guess we didn’t need our ID’s!” Kalim shouted over the electrifying rock music.  

Your eyes began to adjust to the neon and black lights as you looked at the packed club. Girls with skirts the length of belts. Shirtless men with piercings in places you didn’t expect. And then two unfortunately familiar faces. You wanted to tell Kalim you were ready to turn around, but it was too late. Floyd and Ace came jogging over to you with the taller of the two cackling in amusement.  

“Sea Otter and Shrimpy made iiit!~! How cool is that? I didn’t think you would show up.” Floyd looked over at you with a small tilt of his head. “Especially you!” He had to shout over the music as Kalim’s hand suddenly nudged you behind him. You blinked in surprise, but you allowed the gesture. “Of course we came! There wasn’t anything else to do!” He was smiling as the three of them began to talk. Well, Floyd and Kalim were talking.  

Ace was swaying and holding a beer bottle loose in his hands. “I think I’m gonna barf if I keep standin’ here with you guys!” He shouted as Kalim took charge. “Ahh, let’s go sit down then! Please don’t throw up!” Kalim was ushering Ace and Floyd back towards the bar and glanced over his shoulder at you, reaching to take your hand and bring you along.  

The four of you ended up at the bar with a girl behind the counter that couldn’t be much older than you. “What do you want?” She shouted over the music and your eyes darted around. Kalim leaned in quickly with a wide smile full of teeth. “Long Island Iced Tea! And I want a Naked and Famous!” Your eyes widened and you snapped your head in the direction of your boyfriend. “A what?!” His eyes met yours and he smiled. “Oh! A Long Island Iced Tea is-”  “That’s not what I mean and you know it!” You couldn’t help but smile at the silly name of the drink order. You were surprised Kalim was willing to drink anything at all with Jamil’s absence.  

The conversation between the four of you was mostly shouting and the promise the music would sound way better after you had some alcohol. But you were sure that Ace shouldn’t have any more. Apparently, Kalim’s cousin knew about this place and would sneak in on weekends when he was attending Royal Sword Academy. It was the best kept secret between the two schools and has been around longer than you’ve been alive.  

When the drinks were placed on the counter, you watched Floyd take Kalim’s cocktail with a thin black straw dropped against the rim of the glass. “He’s poison testing for you?” Your voice was quiet under the music. You couldn’t imagine Floyd doing anything nice for free. “Safe~ Enjoy, Sea Otter.” Floyd returned the glass and reached for your tea. To which you scooted it away from him. “It’s fine!” You didn’t want Floyd’s mouth, especially his teeth, anywhere near you.  

You watched the moray pout as he drank from a fishbowl shaped glass. The iced tea was sweet with the hints of alcohol leaving you scrunching your nose. It wasn’t a bad choice, and you mentally thanked Kalim. Before you knew it, your drink had transformed into pebbles of ice. The buzz of alcohol on your mostly empty stomach made you sigh in satisfaction as you leaned in close to Kalim. The smell of his cologne was faint with your now stuffy nose as he moved to stand. His drink was finished as well.  

“Wanna dance?” He called out to you over the loud music. His hands reached out to you, and you accepted with a nod. A small giggle as the two of you were enveloped within the mass of bodies in the center of the room. You didn’t know the name of the band playing. You didn’t know the song’s name. You just knew that Kalim was close and spinning you around. He was careful not to bump into anyone as you danced together. You couldn’t tell if you were catching the rhythm or not. But you were having fun.  

The unease you felt had vanished as you swayed and bounced with Kalim around you. At one point you saw Ace in the corner of your eye stumbling towards the bathroom. Likely to spend time face down in a toilet bowl hurling whatever he had to eat hours before. You frowned as you slowed to a stop starting to feel bad for him. Even if Ace did it to himself and pushed himself beyond his limits. “What’s wrong?” Kalim asked as he held onto you in the sea of people. “I think Ace needs to go home.” You shouted above the music as Kalim’s scorpions glittered under the neon lights. He looked at the bathroom, then at you. “I’ll go get him! Are you okay by yourself for a second? There’s a couch over there if you wanna wait for me!” Kalim suggested and pulled you close. You followed his now raised finger that pointed to an empty leather couch and a poorly constructed coffee table in a corner.  

It would be better than partying alone.  

With an ‘okay’ and a big, wet kiss on the cheek, you and Kalim separated. You went to sit on the lone couch with a sigh. The leather was ripped around the arms with thick strips of duct tape trying in vain to keep the memory foam inside. You sat underneath a bright blue neon light as your legs began to feel like lead. You couldn’t remember how long you were out there with Kalim or how many songs and bands had been rotating through the night so far.  

“Where’s Sea Otter?” The voice caused your eyes to flick up as you stared at Floyd. In his hands were two sets of shot glasses. One for you, Kalim, Ace, and himself. The pink liquid danced in the small glasses as he set them down on the coffee table in front of you. His cheeks looked warm. Likely from alcohol and the warmth of the room. You looked towards the bathroom, then back at Floyd. “Ace is sick, so Kalim is getting him some air.” You explained. Your eyes followed the merman as he sat down beside you.  

The couch groaned from the addition of weight as his long legs stretched out in front of him, and he rested them on the vandalized table. “I didn’t think you would come.” Floyd crossed his arms over his chest with a smile. “I thought it would be all boys.” He joked and you rolled your eyes. “Well, I thought it was going to be JUST me and Kalim.” You corrected him as you sank against the leather. “He said he wanted to bring you, so I brought a date too.” Floyd joked and you started to smile. “Yeah? Well, your ‘date’ is face down in the toilet and mine is checking on him.” You stared in the direction of the bathroom as your smile began to fade.  

Of course Floyd crashed your date. But he does this to everyone. You never really liked him. You never had a reason to. “Why don’t we be each other’s date then?” Floyd suggested casually. The corners of your mouth twitched into a scowl. “Pass.” You frowned as Floyd reached for one of the glasses of alcohol. “Lame come back. Fine, take a shot with me.” Floyd snickered and held one of the glasses out to you. You were sure the merman wasn’t that bad. His vibe just wasn’t the same as Kalim’s.  

On the count of three, you tossed it back. The taste was fruity. Then, came the cinnamon and burn of the alcohol down your throat and settling in your stomach like a furnace. “That was so gross!” You grimaced and scrunched your face as you placed the glass down. You shook your head as Floyd laughed in amusement. You didn’t notice his arm resting on the back of the couch behind you.  

“It wasn’t that bad you’re just a big baby!” Floyd teased as you sat back against the couch. “Your tastebuds clearly don’t work if you think it tasted good...” You wished Floyd had brought water or a chaser of some kind for you to sip on. That shot would be the last of your alcohol for the night. “If you drink the one I brought for Ace, I’ll give you a hundred Thaumarks.” Your eyes lit up as you reached for another glass.  

Without hesitation, you threw it back.  

The alcohol burned your throat once again. This time it was a dull warmth as Floyd cackled in amusement. “No way?! You actually did it?!” His voice sounded distant as you grew dizzy from the alcohol in your system. Your body felt warm as you started smiling again. Maybe this is how Ace got sick.  

You felt a bill slide across the front of your shirt as Floyd held the shot intended for Kalim in his fingers. Before he could speak, his expression fell, and his attention turned to whoever was in front of you.  

Kalim was back. But he wasn’t smiling.  

His eyes were slow as they started with you, then moved to Floyd. He didn’t say anything and you felt the air starting to grow tense. Floyd and Kalim were in a silent staring contest before the merman chose to forfeit. He took the final pink shot of alcohol and left the empty glass on the table. He mumbled something under his breath as he shoved the bill against your chest before moving to stand.  

You were still seated on the couch. Your body was warm as Kalim’s expression softened. “You okay?” He asked over the music, and you nodded. Your brows creased in confusion. “Are you okay?” You wanted to laugh at the change in behavior. In your drunken state, it was hard to understand why he was mad at Floyd. At least in your eyes he seemed mad. “... Can you come with me to the bathroom?” Kalim asked as he held his hand out to you. “You gotta pee?” You asked with a smile and a soft laugh as Kalim shook his head.  

A smile was on his face as he began to walk backwards. His hand still holding yours as he twirled you around slowly in time with the music. You giggled, nearly stumbling over your own feet as you continued following his lead. He was darting and maneuvering past people as if he had eyes in the back of his head as he led you towards the bathroom. “Wanna make out?” The question was sudden and bold. You noticed how his eyes seemed even shinier under the neon and black lights.  

The warmth in your body began to pool lower as you continued following him. “Like... Now?” Your voice was softer as he used his back to lead you into the small bathroom. “Yeah, like now.” He repeated as he pulled you past a small set of urinals and into the farthest stall in the men’s bathroom.  

The smell was that of orange cleaner and alcohol. But you couldn’t smell most of it due to your nose being stuffed in reaction to the drinks you had. The music was quieter now. The walls vibrated and tickled your skin as Kalim pulled the stall door and locked it. “Did Ace throw up in here?” You asked as Kalim’s body was suddenly against yours. “I wouldn’t kiss you in a stall he was in.” He whispered as his lips met yours. His earrings tickled your skin as your lips parted.  

His tongue felt soft as you tried kissing him back. But you felt dizzy and disoriented. When his leg moved between yours, you gasped against his mouth. “Are you mad at me?” You asked through an exhale as Kalim went back to kissing you. He was snatching every breath you had as your hands wrapped around his shoulders. Your fingers felt along the exposed skin on the back of his neck. You could feel the flesh had gone tacky from sweat as he nipped at your bottom lip. “No. I’m not mad at you.” He exhaled as he kissed your cheek.  

Another big, wet kiss that made you smile.  

You could tell he was mad at someone. That being Floyd. You feared asking why. Your hips rutted against his thigh when he nipped your earlobe. His tongue licked the soft cartilage shell of your ear before he started kissing along your jaw. The trail down to your neck left a string of babbles leaving your mouth. You had developed goosebumps running along your arms and up to your neck as he licked and sucked your throat. His teeth grazed your flesh, and he would playfully bite you. 

Each time he did, it would make your hips jerk. You didn’t mean to hump his leg. But your body had started moving on its own. “Does it feel good?” Kalim whispered against your skin, and you nodded. “I know. I can tell.” He laughed as his hands tugged your hips against him. Your bodies rocked against one another as he lifted his leg. You couldn’t help but whine at the friction rubbing against your cunt. You had gotten up on your toes as Kalim continued sucking at your neck.  

Licking. Kissing. Biting.  

All of it was making your head spin. “Wanna keep going?” He asked softly and you nodded without bothering to consider the consequences. It wasn’t the first time you and Kalim made out in a confined space. And it wasn’t the first time he touched you like this.  

Usually, it was soft and sweet with giggles and smiles. Usually, he kisses and feels you all over. Usually, the two of you were hiding under the covers in one of your beds holding hands and enjoying the taste of each other’s sweat.  

This felt different. In a good way. You weren’t sure if it was the alcohol or whatever Floyd did that set him off. But you didn’t dislike it. Kalim’s face re-appeared as he kissed you again. Pulling his leg away as he started pulling at your shorts. Your fingers gripped the back of his flannel tightly as he kissed you again. Your tongues met in sloppy and lazy kisses that left your legs feeling weak.  

The cool air against your pussy made you sigh in pleasure. But the two fingers rubbing against your clit made you jolt with a yelp. Your back was pressed against the graffiti covered stall wall as you got up on your toes. The alcohol has made you extremely sensitive. Your clit throbbed and twitched just from the feathery touches. You whined and got up on your toes, trying to escape the pleasure as Kalim chased after you. He peppered your face in kisses as he rolled your clit in small circles with the pads of his fingers. “Don’t run away... It’s okay. It’s okay that it feels good.” He cooed softly as his lips found yours again.  

A finger slipped inside of you. Vanishing into the velvety depths of your pussy as you nodded your head. You wanted to say ‘yes’ that you felt good. Just to let him know you were enjoying yourself. But all you could do was bob your head as he kissed you. “You’re super wet.” He murmured against your lips as your brows creased. “Don’t say that...” You whined as a second finger slid inside you. The digits pumped faster. You swore the wet pumping echoed off the walls of the bathroom. They were louder than the music in the club.  

“K... Kalim!” You whimpered as your walls began to convulse. You could feel your juices starting to leak. How his fingers were shiny from your clear slick and how the sound was all you could hear when Kalim wasn’t kissing you. “You’re okay.” He cooed sweetly as he pressed against the bundle of nerves deep inside of you. He rubbed his two fingers against the patch as your stomach muscles wound tight. You tried to speak, to plead for mercy of some kind before he slowly pulled his fingers out.  

The soft squish made you shake as he dragged his fingers along your puffy folds. “We can go all the way if you want.” His voice was honey drizzling itself along your brain as you nodded again. “Let... Let me do you...” You offered through a slur. You wanted to suck him off. Before you could attempt to sink to your knees, Kalim pushed you back against the wall. “No, we’re not doing that.” The tone of his voice was kind, yet stern. He held you there as his belt jingled. The sound made your inner walls twitch with excitement as he peppered more kisses along your face. “I think I have a condom...” He grumbled as you held onto him. “It’s okay without-”  “Noo... We shouldn’t...” Kalim scolded you with a whisper as you soon felt his cock prodding at your folds. The slick wet head nudged against your clit, and you couldn’t help but to moan with need.  

You always had sex with a condom. You had many nights with Kalim where he would valiantly say goodbye to his sperm in a way that always got you to laugh. There were times you wished he would have sex without the barrier. The condoms weren’t always comfortable. The latex sometimes rubbed you the wrong way. And you could almost feel the way that it would expand and fill with his cum when he was pent up. How hot it was as it threatened to spill inside of you if it broke. How the sensation would leave you with a newfound fullness that you only heard about in stories and saw in porn.  

You envied his condoms even if it was silly to be shy about.  

You turned your head and kissed Kalim’s cheek as he was fumbling with his jean pockets. “It’s okay this one time.” You urged as you kissed his cheek again and again. You bit the soft flesh gently as he whined in response. Your movements were clumsy as you slipped one leg out of your shorts. Leaving them to pool around one of your ankles with your panties bunched up inside the denim. Kalim was quiet as you pleaded for him to just keep going. And finally, he gave in to your request. “Just this time.” He mumbled as your legs vanished from underneath you.  

Your eyes widened and you scrambled to hold onto Kalim. Your arms wrapping around the back of his neck as the tip of his cock nudged apart your soaked folds. Your legs were hooked over his elbows. Your ass was held in his palms. “Just this once...” He repeated and you started to pout. “But what if it feels good?” You asked as he kissed you again. His cock slowly sank inside of you as you wailed into his mouth. The sensation of being stretched made your toes curl in your boots.  

“I-I’m-” You stammered as you held tightly to the back of Kalim’s flannel. “It’s okay, I won’t drop you.” He promised softly against your swollen lips. His hips rolled slowly against your pelvis. The thrusts felt so deep, leaving you with a fullness you could only comprehend as pushing against your stomach. Your eyes were rolling back as he kept his thrusts slow. Helping you adjust to the feeling of being penetrated as you fought the urge to scream and cry out.  

“I’m- Ah-” You were at a loss for words as Kalim kissed you again. “I know.” He grinned as he set a steady pace. The silvery patch of hair at his base was rubbing against your clit. Your ass bounced against his hips as if he was guiding you against his shaft. Your body was twitching and convulsing as your inner walls hugged and greedily swallowed his cock. The sensation of skin on skin was so new and overstimulating you were sure that this wouldn’t be enough to satiate you.  

You whined and cried out. Drool was coating your chin as Kalim pushed deeper. Hitting that bundle of nerves, he pressed with his fingers previously. You nodded again. A thoughtless action as you silently begged him to be deeper. To be harder and rougher. To never pull out ever again. Kalim grunted and whined as he held you tightly. Your bodies fit like puzzle pieces as he rutted into you.  

“You’re my girlfriend... Not his...” He whispered as you hugged Kalim’s body. His mouth found the other side of your neck as he continued thrusting into you. “No one else gets to have you...” He dragged his tongue along your neck as you cried out. Your nipples were rubbing against the fabric of your bra as you felt the coil in your stomach wind tight. It would snap at any moment.  

“I love you.” You exhaled against Kalim’s ear. The gold scorpion was cool against your skin as Kalim whimpered. “I love you too.” His tone was shaky as your body shuddered. And in unison, the two of you cried out. Kalim’s hips stuttered as your thighs clamped around him. The flood of sperm made your heart skip with joy as it filled you in the way you always wanted. Buried deep inside your womb and filling every crevice inside of you before starting to pool out of you.  

Small droplets of opalescent cum leaked onto the floor as Kalim held you tightly. Your arms remained firm around him as the two of you struggled to catch your breath. Your bodies flush as you stayed together in the tiny bathroom stall at the farthest end.  

xxx 

The carpet ride was quiet as Kalim took you back to Ramshackle. You stopped at a convenience store on the way for an emergency pill Kalim bravely purchased on your behalf to avoid you having to be shamed by the cashier along with a pastry and a drink. You could tell he was feeling guilty.  

His flannel kept you warm as you ate the pastry and savored the sweetness. The scent of his sweat and cologne made you feel warm as he slowed to a stop once he reached your bedroom window and graciously lifted your window for you. Your legs were still trembling as Kalim helped you into your bedroom. “Are you okay?” He asked as he handed you the emergency pill and your drink. The carpet was floating outside your window, waiting for him to climb back on and take off into the night. 

Your head was still hazy, and you brushed your fingers over the bite mark on your neck. “... Yeah I’m okay but...” You trailed off as he prepared to climb out of the window and back onto the carpet. “... Do you wanna stay..?” You asked tiredly. You didn’t want him to go just yet. “My bed can fit the both of us. It always does.” You offered as Kalim’s cheeks grew flushed. Then, a smile split across his face.