Birds melody. 🤙🏾🖤🤺💚

“Fuckkk.. Ony” you moaned as Ony’s fingers were buried deep inside you, “you wanna argue so let’s argue”. “I...ohmygosh..” Ony’s finger curled up inside of you hitting your spot over and over, your legs shutting closed together on impulse .

“Open them legs and look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Ony flips you over on your hands and knees so now your were facing the full length mirror that sat in front of the bed. He slid a tatted hand around your throat while the other had a firm grip on his monster ass dick as he swiped it up and down in your wetness.

He swirls it around your clit one last time before putting in in one swift go ripping a ragged mown from your throat, “oh..shitt..!” ain’t pounded into you from the back with a relentless pace, your eyes flutter shut as Ony was rearranging your guts

He gave you a smack on your asscheek “keep yo eyes on the mirror, see what im doin’ to you?” He grunted . You nodded like a bitch in heat, tears started flowing down your cheeks, his hand found its way into your hair and held a firm grip on it.

“I asked you sum.” He leaned down to whisper in your ear. “Yess..!you fuckin me so good…! Mmng..” you whined out.

“Yeah?… Look at you, you think I’m fuckin anybody this pretty? Think this ain’t yo dick mama? Huh?” His strokes became rougher while he asked you a series of questions, you mindlessly babbled out words both of you could understand. Loud obscene wet noises filled the room as your cream coated Ony’s dick.

“Fuck..” you and Ony make eye contact in the mirror, sweat beads in his forehead and eyebrows completely furrowed as if he was focused— taking you all in.

“O-onyy..fuckk I’m gonna cum..” yo

“Cum on this dick baby” Ony talked and fucked you through your orgasm, just as he was about to cum he pulled out your legs gave out as you lied flat on your stomach still having having aftershocks of your orgasm.

He got off the bed and stood in front of you his dick overshadowing your face “I’m not don’t with you yet get on yo knees”

You weakly got on your knees and swirled your tongue around his tip before sinking down on the whole thing and coming by back up you repeat the same actions while hallowing your cheeks

“Fuck baby that’s right..” he let out a low groan while resting his hand on the back of your head.

You wrapped your hands around his dick to help you get the length you couldn’t reach, you looked up at him and he was totally gone,

“M’ bout to nut..” he said in a shaky groan, he pulled you off him and started jerking himself off.

“Fuck open ya mouth..”

You obliged as he nutted all over your tongue and your face.

Cameron was seething with jealousy under the surface. You both had just returned home from a party where you ran into an old childhood friend, Josh. He never really got jealous when random strangers acknowledged your beauty or anything of the sort because he knew that was bound to happen, you were gorgeous. He also never worried because he trusted you and he knew he satisfied you in all aspects of your relationship. This however was a new situation for him, Josh wasn’t just some stranger to you, he knew you.

He was somewhere across the room when he saw the exchange happen. He was already in conversation with one of his homeboys but he paid no mind as he kept his eyes locked on the interaction. Watching as the unknown man approached you and you two shared a warm hug before exchanging a few words with an overjoyed expression on your faces.

After exchanging some words your eyes scanned the room for Cameron, quickly finding him off in the distance already locking eyes with you. You gestured for him to come over to introduce him to your old friend. In the moment you hadn’t realized the shift in Cameron nor how he sized him up as you spoke of Cam dearly. It wasn’t until you made it home that his jealousy was made aware.

Stumbling into the house you removed your shoes as you spoke, “ugh that was so fun! Did you enjoy it? Feel like the dj could’ve done better but the energy was sooo good”. You padded over to the fridge to grab some water as you awaited his answer. He followed behind, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the kitchen island behind you.

“Yea it was cool… did you enjoy your conversation with your friend?” You spotted the hint of sarcasm in his question as you turned around to address him. “Cam, don’t start… he use to be my neighbor in elementary school”. He threw his hands up in defense, saying, “not tryna start anything. I’m just saying you looked real chummy chatting it up with Josh…”.

You tilted your head analyzing his demeanor as you voiced, “are you jealous??” Under the surface you were slightly amused by this. You had never seen him this bothered. With a neutral expression on his face Cameron responded, “nope. Just making observations”. Your brow raised as you replied, “well whatever you’ve deduced from these observations are wrong. I haven’t seen him since we were kids, of course I was receptive. He moved and that was that, there was never anything there, ok?”.

He stood there eyeing you with a slightly puzzled expression, unsure whether he wanted to believe you or not. Realizing this was the first time Cameron had ever shown slight insecurity over something like this, your guard dropped a bit. Opting to go the diffusing route rather than escalating such a trivial dispute you sighed, seeking him out. “Come here”, you stated in a soft tone.

Cameron begrudgingly pushed off the counter, making small steps towards you closing the distance. Since he wasn’t close enough for your liking you drew your hand towards his pants, hooking your finger in the top pulling him closer till he was a few inches away from you. He was gazing down at you with a solemn look on his face.

You knew he wasn’t going to stay upset so calling his bluff, you questioned, “am I in a relationship with you or him?” He paused for a moment before saying through a hushed tone, “me..”. You tilted your head again in slight amusement as he realized how ridiculous it was to feel jealous at all. “Exactly. And I’m right where I want to be. With who I want to be with. You know that”.

Your thumb reached up to trace his jaw and bottom lip before you continued, “not to mention I’m completely satisfied where I’m at so there’s no need to feel some type of way, ok?” As predicted he quickly melted under your coaxing, extending his hands to grip the edge of the counter behind you, trapping you against it. He leaned down to give you a kiss before he softly spoke against them, “I’m sorry”. There was a slight hint of guilt in his apology for coming at you in a slightly accusatory tone from the jump. He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him as he leaned down to your ear voicing, “and you’re right, I do know that”, squeezing your hips before continuing. “You got it wrong though saying ‘completely’. You’re more than satisfied. You forgot…?”, a seductive and playful tone to his voice.

You felt a slight flutter at his last statement, smiling in knowing. Your hand snaked around his neck as you whispered against his ear “I think I might have. Can you refresh my memory…?” Adrenaline thrummed through Cameron’s veins at the challenge. Grinning, he ran his hands down to the globes of your ass, instructing you to, “jump”.

Following his words you jumped, instinctively wrapping your legs around his waist. Lips connecting, the kiss quickly became intense, turning into a battle between your tongues. When Cameron reached the bedroom he threw you down on the bed, climbing on top of you trapping you with his large frame.

Your hands tugged at his shirt, signaling him to pull it off. Once the shirt was up and off him you dragged him back down to reattach your lips before trailing them across his jaw. You sensually traced a finger down his neck as your lips followed. The closer you got to the sensitive spot the more you licked and sucked, creating love bites as you went. His pulse quickened as his breath faltered.

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you roughly pulled his hips flush against yours. In that moment, you pulled away from his neck to grasp his jaw with one hand, bringing him in for a kiss. His hands squeezed the flesh of your thighs, trailing up towards your ass. Moaning into his mouth, you broke the kiss to utter against his lips, “I want it”.

That was all it took for Cameron to snap, becoming laser focused on showing you just how satisfied he kept you. He less than gently pulled your skirt and panties down your legs before throwing your top and bra off to the side. Suddenly he flipped you over, swiftly pulling your ass up so you were face down on the mattress.

You shuddered as he brought his thumb over to glide up and down your folds, coaxing more wetness. He stared, biting his bottom lip in the process while admiring how wet you already were. Truth be told a part of you got turned on as soon as you realized he was jealous.

His other hand soothingly rubbed over one cheek of your ass as his thumb now drifted to your clit, rubbing at a slow, teasing pace. Your breath hitched, nails slightly curling in the sheets. His eyes drunk in your appearance as you trembled in anticipation, a wave of arousal spreading through your core. Through his heavy lust, Cameron teased, “look at you baby, must want it bad huh?”

You pushed yourself back towards him muttering “please”, tilting your head to lock eyes with him. He kept his gaze on you as he replaced his thumb with his dick, gently dragging the tip up and down your slick folds. At an agonizingly slow pace Cameron lined his dick up to your entrance before gliding in inch by inch. You had come to love the pleasurable stretch of him filling you. Only he could fill that craving.

Warmth spread throughout his abdomen, length throbbing once he was fully seated inside you. He stayed there for a moment, making sure you felt the intense throb from his dick. Snaking a hand up your spine, Cameron gently wrapped his hand in your hair, pulling your head back slightly. He breathed out, “You feel that? Feel what you do to me baby?” His grip tightened a bit before he continued, “that’s all you”.

You only had time to clench around him and moan at the sound of his voice before he started drilling you. The heat that spread to your core with every powerful thrust was vicious. Your mind swirled with no thoughts but the depth and precision of each thrust combined with the lewd sound that filled the bedroom.

He released your hair to grip your hip, pulling your body back against him roughly. Hands curling into the sheets, you yelled into the mattress “f-fuck Cam, right t-there”, halfway mumbling as you pressed the side of your face deeper into the mattress. Cameron brought a hand down on your ass, the loud smack resonating across the room before he squeezed a handful of the flesh. A strangled moan escaped your throat from the lingering sting of his hand.

He brought his hand down again slapping it harder. Mouth parted, he watched you in a trance as you clenched down tight on his dick. Cameron brought a hand to the center of your spine, firmly pressing down so your back arched even more. “Yea baby you love that rough shit don’t you? You love when I give it to you like this don’t you?”, he groaned out. Wanton moans were spilling from your mouth as your eyes started to roll back. You weren’t going to last long at this rate.

A blissful sensation spread throughout Cameron’s body as you fluttered around his length. He brought a hand around to rub circles on your clit as the other shifted down from your back to keep a firm hold on your ass. Leaning his body over your arched one he rambled into your ear, steadily bringing you closer. “wanna feel you cum all over me, not gonna stop till you do”. You desperately reached a hand up to grip onto a pillow as your thighs began to tremble. “Not gonna stop till I’m the only thing you think about”, he continued. “this pussy is mine”, he uttered and that was the final push.

“Oh fuc—” you began to moan before your orgasm cut you off. Your stomach tightened an unbearable amount before the waves of arousal peaked, tingling throughout your entire body. Eyes drifting shut as you slipped into that familiar comforting haze that your climax brought you too. You continued to spasm around his dick as he slowed his pace for the first time tonight, giving you a short moment to recover.

Cameron’s body was buzzing with adrenaline and arousal feeling you clench him tightly. He swore at this point your orgasms were his life force. The state he’d be thrown into after making you cum was a high he could live off for days, weeks even. It was something he always chased. He decided to give you that short moment to recover because it was going to take a sedative at this point to slow him down.

As you were still coming down Cameron suddenly shifted, snaking one hand around your waist and the other under your body to grip your neck. He uttered against your ear, “not done with you yet”, squeezing your waist in the process. Now pulling your body up and against him, he held you steady while he begun to rock into you from this new position.

The arm settled around your waist kept you in place as he pounded into you from behind. You were grateful he was holding you because otherwise you would’ve gone limp at the first stroke. Moaning wantonly as each thrust came you pleaded out "fu-fuck Cam, w-wait". You gripped onto his forearm around your mid section for stability, bringing your other hand to rest on his wrist located near your neck.

Groans were steadily leaving his mouth as he praised, "take me so well every fucking time. You can handle it baby". His grip on your neck tightened slightly as he coaxed you to another climax, "give it to me baby, i know you can". You were getting dizzy from the hold on your neck combined with his intense thrust. The tightening in your stomach reached a new level you didn't know existed, muscles becoming sore from the force of your orgasms.

Your nails dug into his skin, thighs trembling from the onslaught of another orgasm. “Oh go—”, you whimpered before another euphoric wave of arousal spread throughout your core. His continued thrusts had black dots spotting behind your closed eyelids.

Cameron’s heavy length throbbed inside you as your walls spasmed, leaving his dick coated with more of your wetness. He let out a sharp breath as he slowed his movements, completely coming to a halt. Had he continued he would’ve cum right there. Gradually he pulled out of you, still keeping you firmly in his embrace or else your body would’ve just collapsed into the bed.

He gently laid you down before flipping you over to face him. Body feeling like jello, you were essentially on cloud nine as you gazed up at him. “C’mere”, you mumbled, dragging his head down for a kiss. You pulled back, teasingly biting on his bottom lip before you whispered against his lips “stick it back in baby”.

Cameron obliged, twitching in the process as he sunk back into your walls. You saw the desperate glint in his eye appear, indicating he was right there at the edge. He had a bruising grip on the flesh of your thighs as he made deep long strokes. His brows furrowed as his low eyes focused on your disheveled appearance, admiring it like a painting. He felt the sensation of his fast approaching orgasm heat his body.

Groaning out he uttered, “never letting you go”. He attached his lips to the juncture of your neck and shoulder before moving down to place marks on your chest. His tongue flicked over your nipple before your he brought your whole breast into his mouth. “Cam”, you pleaded in a breathy tone, dragging your hands up and down his strong back trying to grip onto all of him at once as the fiery feeling in your stomach intensified.

His head moved to do the same thing to your other breast as he increased his pace. The lewd wet noises in the beginning were nothing compared to now. Your hands suddenly flew to push at his abdomen, nails digging into his skin while your thighs began to involuntarily tremble. “F-fuck I c-can’t”, you moaned out.

Unsuccessful in your push, Cameron didn’t budge. You hardly put any effort into actually pushing him away, conflicted between giving in to the growing pressure in your stomach or deeming it was too much for you to handle. In fact, the attempt at pushing him only seemed to give him more vigor. He grabbed both your wrist in one hand, pinning them above your head as he urged “you can”.

You felt spread to the maximum now with your arms extended above you accompanying the sated carnal craving of being stuffed by him. Leaning close to your ear his breath hitched as he whispered, “say it”. His silky voice and the passionate thrusts he was giving you were the only thing that registered in your mind at that point.

Hovering his face over yours now, his lips ghosted yours as he pleaded in a desperate tone, “say it’s mine”. Your heart skipped a beat at the request, toes curling as the tide in your core was reaching its peak. Mouth parted you moaned against lips, meekly responding, “it’s yours, n- no one else”. You immediately felt the familiar swirls of pleasure tingle throughout your body. You dug your nails into your hand, longing to touch him. Grab him.

Cameron realized this while he watched your entire body tremble, including your hands. He immediately released them, missing the pleasurable comforting sting of your nails digging into his skin. Your hands instinctively snaked around his veiny arms, gripping tightly. Back arching, the weight of your orgasm hit you like a freight train.

Vision blurring, the speed of his climax caught him off guard. A breathy groan escaped him, "f-fuck baby". His hips faltered and his thrusts grew sloppy before he gave you one final deep thrust. Ropes of cum shot out, coating your walls till it started to leak out of you.

As you came down from your orgasm you involuntarily spasmed around him at the warmth of his cum filling you. Dragging your hands up to circle his neck, you started planting pecks all over his jaw. Traveling down with your tongue, you began to suck and kiss his neck. You left an unmistakable mark of your own to let him know the feeling was mutual.

His arms slipped around your back, pulling you in close as he whimpered at the feeling of your lips attached to his neck. When you pulled back to admire your work he guided you in for a kiss, his thumb gently grazing your cheek. His hand soothingly rubbed up and down your back as he detached his lips to jokingly ask, "How's your memory?".

You let out a small laugh, realizing what he was referring too. "refreshed, but my brain really hurts right now", you uttered feigning a pained look. Dropping your hand to your head, you saw Camerons expression change from playful to one of concern. "For some reason... all i can think about now... is this sexy football player i know..."

Cameron let out a boisterous laugh when he put two and two together. "too corny for that", he joked through his laughter. You erupted into laughter as well at his response. He spoke out, "but on a serious note though, im sorry, i was tripping earlier". You offered a warm smile before responding, "You definitely were but i forgive you".

Your hands traced down his neck to his biceps as your eyes followed the movement. Biting your lip, you briefly pondered on whether or not you wanted to say what you were thinking. Quickly deciding, your eyes drifted back to his as you confessed, "not gonna lie though... it kinda turned me on that you were jealous. Something attractive about seeing you so... dominant".

Just like that he stirred, hardening again. The energy had shifted, a smug smile slowly spreading across his features. With an edge of desire to his tone he responded, "oh really...? In that case im still jealous. Super jealous actually...". A breathy laugh escaped you at his response, that familiar heat stirring in your core again. He reattached his lips to your neck, suddenly flipping you over so you were positioned on top of him. That quick you two had fallen into another round.

You two had somehow found the energy to go to the shower afterwards. When you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror you patted his chest, signaling for him to set you down. As he did, he kept an arm around you for stability. You stared at all the hickeys he had left in disbelief uttering out, "Cam...".

He had a look of satisfaction in his eyes as they trailed over his work. With a dopey smile he asked incredulous, "what?? I think they look great on you baby". You snickered in response, “you’re ridiculous. Seriously”. A bright grin spread to his face as he rebutted, “how about in return you give me the same amount? think it’s only fair”, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said it. You ended up taking his suggestion and as a result you both ended up going another round in the shower.

You watched the wooden cross infront of you, eyes glistening with regret, pain and sorrow. You were a devotee, you believed to be--- you were forced to be. Yet despite the experiences you have dealt growing up in a pure catholic house, you wanted to believe that you were a believer. A devotee. A follower.

When the bell finally rang, you were quickly snapped out of your thoughts. You looked around the crowded  church, you eyes landing at an unfamiliar male infront. He was looking at you but upon being caught, he quickly looked away.

You studied him, he was wearing a long white robe, brunette hair resting upon his shoulders. He looked ethereal and soft, as if he could cry any second now. You looked down at his chest, there it was--- a silver cross that immediately told you that he was an altar server, aiming to be a priest one day.

You stared at him for the rest of the evening, while he would unintentionally glance at you too. Was he  new? You don't see him around here.

When the mass ended, you approached the altar and bowed before leaving but never forgetting to look up at him who was already looking at you. You felt a shiver run down your spine---you always felt this every time you knew yourself was up to no good.

After that interaction, you could not wait for the next service. Who was he? The local town is small, you already memorized most of the folks here and he... he was new. Yet despite not knowing who he was, you could not stop thinking about him--- he was a mystery to you that you desperately want to solve.

You went to the priest's house that Saturday morning, carrying a basket full of fresh fruits and bread. It was a weekly routine your family have been practicing ever since you were 6 years old. It was a symbol of respect and goodness, they said.

Upon arriving, you were greeted by an entertaining sight infront of you. There he was, the mysterious guy sitting on the dirt of the Priest's yard--- you noticed that he was planting seeds all over the place.

"Good morning! Is father here?" You greeted. The male jolted aware at the sound of your voice. You chuckled.  "Im sorry to scare you mister! Im (Y/N). Would you like a hand?" The male bashfully nodded making you grin, you placed the basket at the ground close to the front door, not even bothering to knock--- you just went straight to aid the boy.

You rolled up your sleeves while you knelt to ground beside him. "What's your name?" You asked, sparing him a quick glance. "Jude.." he quietly replied, "Nice name."

After that, you learned from the town's folks that he was recently adopted by the local priest, he was currently serving and working under his care. Upon learning a few things about him, you would visit him often--- to the priest's yard, the small park beside a river, the playground behind the lone school in town or behind the church after morning service.

Months of spending your time with him, you were quickly captivated. He was so kind and easily flustered, he was so soft and faithful--- you just wanna take him all for yourself and keep him away forever.

You leaned your back against the stone wall of the church, your eyes heavy and desperate to sleep yet no matter how much you want to leave---you cant, Jude said that he will be giving you a special gift tonight and it would hurt you knowing he will be disappointed when he does not see you upon arriving here.

Another 5 minutes have passed and the male finally came, he was still on his service robes yet what really caught your attention is the small box that he was holding. "Im sorry if I took too long!" He apologized, smiling sheepishly. You let out a lazy grin, "it's fine, what would you like to give me?" The male's ears perked at your question.

"Turn around..." He said, you slowly obeyed and rested your head against the wall. A shiver runnin down your spine when you felt his hands brushing against the bare skin of the back of your neck.

You smiled, hearing him inhale air. "You fine?" You asked, "Y-yeah..." He stuttered. Your smile grew wider when you felt a thin, cold silver wrapping around your neck. A necklace.

You turned around to look at him but was met with him crashing his lips onto yours. You stood there a minute, shocked and baffled but you quickly processed the situation and kissed him back. You wrapped your arms around his neck while smiling as you felt his growing bulge rubbing against you.

"You have bewitched me..." He mumbled, while nibbling on your bottom lip. It was obvious that it was his first time, you praise him for his bravery.

"You cursed me." He whispered between the kiss, you just let out a smile before pulling him to the forest behind the church. Jude pushed you on a nearby tree while grinding on your thigh like a desperate dog. "You are a devil." You smiled at his remark--- "Yet you choose to dance with the devil?" Jude looked at you, a hint of guilt and obsession sparkling in the mud of his eyes.

You gently laid him on the grass before running your hands through his hair. "Tell me to stop, and I will stop." He looked at you for a minute, desperation and lust was written all over his face, "t-touch me." He stuttered, pathetic and needy. "I'll do anything--- just please, please touch me."

You gave him a peck on the cheek and aligned your clothed clit on his bulge. "Y-yes..." he moaned as you continued to rub on him. "D-don't stop... ruin me please, take away my purity.." You smiled in satisfaction, slowly lifting his long robe that was now dirtied, you then slid off his pants along with his boxers. You mere amazed at the sight---- he was huge and hard, very hard. his cock leaked with pre-cum with noticeable veins pulsating on the sutface.

The male stared at you, he was pink  and was sweating a lot. "Touch me there, please." He pleaded with tears falling out of his eyes. You leaned closer to his face and kissed his tears away. "Don't worry baby, I got you..." You assured while you aligned his tip to your aching entrance. You slowly sinked on his cock while he moaned, not just a quiet moan--- loud moans even though you haven't even started yet.

You both let out a groan when you finally got him in. "You're big, atta boy." Jude blushed at your compliment but then fixed his composure. He opened both of his arms, looking up at you--- you stared down at him, completely bewildered. He resembles an angel that you dragged in this hell. The way the moon light glistened on his desperate face, emphasizing his pink lips and his brown teary eyes... it was all perfect. He was welcoming you, welcoming you to take what he has, to take control of his life, to ruin his dignity  and to destroy what he cherishes. "I'm yours..." he whispered, while wrapping his arms around your neck, he pulled you closer as he started rutting on you like a mad dog. "I love you so much..." He continued as he buried his face on the crook of your neck. "Let me be yours..."

SFW

Well first of all, your dorm room is big and spacious, both of you having your own bedrooms but sharing everything else. Including the bathroom.

He’s not really meticulous, but he’s not a raccoon either, so whether you’re super clean or not won’t be much of an issue because he does clean up after himself.His mom raised him well enough so best believe he has good home training.

When you first move in together you were a little shy at first because you and Shika were well acquainted friends throughout high school and kinda haven’t been in each other’s personal space like this before.

He’s actually really friendly, he always invites you for movie night or asks if you’d like to start watching something together!

When he cooks food he cooks enough for the both of you every time, and always reminds you that you’re more than welcome to eat too! His groceries are your groceries. He doesn’t like that “what’s mine is mine” bullshit.

Because you usually ask him to help you move your bedroom furniture around when you feel like a change, he’s been in there enough to conclude his own perception of you.

He can tell from all the stuffies you own that you must like cuddles?

He thinks you’re adorable and feels a need to make sure you’re always okay in the dorm.

Please text him and let him know when you’re going out and send him your location, he can’t stress about your safety enough, and he knows how problematic it is for women out there, so he tries his best to do his part and keep you and your friends out of trouble. Like giving you rides everywhere so you and your girls can get drunk or high and do all the fun stuff!

Always reminds you to study or helps you out with anything you don’t understand. He explains work that he doesn’t even study better than your professor does. He’s so helpful with your studies and makes little exams for you to take after your study breaks🥺

He does sleep a ton though, so you’re usually the one who prepares breakfast for the two of you and you like to do the morning chores to keep yourself active.

You thankfully don’t have to ask him to do anything, he has the common sense to just get things that need to be done, done.

When it gets colder in the winter time he might try and see if you wanna cuddle during movie night, or maybe even fall asleep with him? Everything about you is so soft and cozy to him. He’s longing to hold you honestly. Everyday he has to fight for his life trying to keep his hands to himself. He doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable or even the slightest bit unsafe with him.

He’s hatched a plan. Your next movie night is tonight and he really thinks this will work and has already thought about all the ways this will benefit you and him, cuddling will definitely ease your stress levels and give you both better sleep for the next exam! Yes this will work!

“Awww yay!”, you say happily, making happy hands as you get comfortable on the couch, with a few of your stuffies and a blanket for movie night. Your favourite spicy, chocolate popcorn is waiting for you both and some homemade fruit smoothies and water bottles, everything set up by Shika while you were getting ready for the night in your room. “This is so sweet of you Shika! Thank you once again!”, you say, yawning while waiting for him to settle down to start the movie. “Of course y/n, I’m really excited about this one, I’m surprised you want to watch it too”, he says, his aura calm and collected as usual. As corny as he knew it was, he purposely put on a scary movie in hopes of increasing the success rate of his plan, resting his arm behind you in an attempt to lure you in. He also took a shower about an hour and a half ago so he smells very delicious and you find yourself having to forcefully look away from his snuggable body once again.

The movie is on and you still haven’t gravitated towards him, holding your stuffy close so you can hide behind it. This isn’t working. He needs a knew plan. “Is it just me or is this place getting colder by the day?”, he says in a low voice, hoping you take the hint. He’s not really nervous, he just wants to know that you wanna hold him too. “Nah you’re right, I feel it too”, you say, looking over at him for a second. “Oh!, would you like some blanket?”, you offer, and he happily accepts, shifting the tiniest bit closer to get under it. He watch’s you put in a bit too much of an effort to ensure his entire lower half is covered, lowly chuckling when he feels you tuck his feet in too.(btw you’re both sitting on the super long part of the couch, so both your feet are up)You finally lay back too, placing one stuffy next to him and one under your arm before laying your head down on his chest. Success! And he immediately wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer. Wow this feels really nice, he thinks.

Not even halfway into the movie and he asks you a question to get no response. You’re asleep. He gently picks you up your face nuzzling the crook of his neck while he carry’s you to your bed, laying you under the covers. You don’t let go of him though, so he decides to crawl in beside you.

NSFW

He notices that ass alright. And he can’t help but stare when you walk by. Why are you prancing around here in those shorts? You live here so he can’t really say anything about that but daaaamnmm😩all that ass and you not gonna give him nun?😭you’re killing him.

He’s been nothing but respectful to you and after that night of cozy cuddles you both noticed the atmosphere change. It’s grown to be surprisingly sexually aggressive.

You pretend to work on something in the living room when you notice he’s about to take his morning shower, just so you can see him walk from the bathroom to his bedroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Lawd that towel was hanging especially low 😩 you didn’t realize how mesmerized you were, your eyes literally glued to him as he walked past, your body frozen in place with an empty laundry basket in your hands.

“You want a picture too?”, he teases, instantly snapping you out of your lustful haze. You literally heat up, your body warming from your palms all the way to your ears. Girl you’re dismally failing at hiding your want, making him stop in his tracks. “Y/n… hey, don’t drool onto the floor”, he says, and you immediately snap out of it. “Yeah whatever”, you quickly say, fast walking to your bedroom. “What a drag”, Shika mutters to himself.

Not either one of you has ever brought somebody back to have sex with, but you do tend to go to other peoples houses…Shika doesn’t like to think about what other boys are doing to you. It ticks him off. Why is he jealous.

He overhears your little conversations with your friends over the phone late at night, knowing full on why you’re giggling like that.

One night after a party you both went to, he’s decided he’s had enough, surprising you with his next words. “Why do you keep seeing him if he can’t even make you cum?”, he asks, totally unashamed. You freeze up, how did he know you sleeping with a guy who couldn’t make you cum? “You complain about it over the phone alot”, he adds once he notices the confusion on your face. And that’s where it all started.

He left you stunned and a complete mess, before he had to run to his next class, while you still try to catch your breath hunched over the couch. You can’t believe what just happened. You came. For the first time at the hands of another person, you came. You felt so embarrassed, remembering how you were literally pushing at him while he mercilessly ate you out from behind, spreading your lips apart and sucking on your exposed bud, dragging his tongue to your vagina to roughly lap at it, massaging your sensitive clit while at it. Yes you already came twice from what he did so far, but his fingers moved after his mouth, ensuring that you were thoroughly stimulated. But you lost your mind when he started slowly sucking your clit and fingering you at the same time. Even as your juices dripped all over him and down your legs, he didn’t stop and you really felt scared for a minute, like he was doing better than you’d ever hoped anyone would do you.

After that incident he’s been all over you ever since. He spanks you hard every time he sees you walking around in those shorts.

Overtime he’s only grown to be much sweeter, with a heavy and almost unbearable dose of making you cry with orgasms on a day to day basis.

Literally no one knows that he’s breaking your back every night, but that’s okay no one has to know ☺️.

Sneaks into the shower with you from time to time, hoping he can have a quick snack before breakfast, forcing you to sit on his face while he’s on his knees behind you. He fucks you so good afterwards, your body feels like jello for the next few hours.

Likes teasing you sometimes, holding you close to him when you bump past each other, lightly rubbing your booty and your puss for a good minute while he tells you about the dinner plans he has for you after your classes today. You’re just there trying to concentrate on the words coming out of his mouth and also the pleasure he’s making you feel. Poor you, that pleasure is short lived and he’s getting ready to head out for his next class.