#hato x reader

her lips were always warm and taste sweet of honey, desperate hands clawing at her shirt with an eagerness to rip it off. you were going through all waves of emotions right now, anger and frustration yet you were driven with lust. especially with the way she was looking at you, bursting into your bedroom in annoyance as she went on about damo. you didn't like the guy, never cared for him really but you were trying to be a good, supportive "friend" who defends all of your friends actions.

but a good friend would know if someone is bad for them.

he didn't deserve her, you knew this all too well. you felt a sense of pride being able to have her like this, kissing you like her life depends on it while your hands cupped the underside of her breast. they were perfect, the way it curves and fits into your hand as she pants your name when you gave an experimental squeeze. she needed you more than he needed her. you were her favorite, there was nothing that was going to change that.

"this is what you needed, yeah?" you mumbled between each kiss, fastening the buttons of your shorts as you kicked them off your ankles and she followed by discarding her shirt. "we both do."

"yeah..." she nodded her head along with your words, fidgeting with her blouse. the one that you like. it was flowy, slightly revealing but you thought she was beautiful. "i need you, bad."

you swallowed thickly, following along her movements as you were left in only your bra and underwear. she chuckled at this, gently cupping your own breast with her hands as she looked at the design on the fabric.

"so cute..." she tugged at your strap gently as she pointed at the hello kitty print with matching panties. you never anticipated for your night to end like this but you were also not really ashamed by it either. you taunted a bit, the smile on your face growing as she laughed. all you could think about was how perfect she is.

"why don't you come and take these off then." you told her and she slowly crawled her way closer to you, unhooking your bra in one quick swoop as it discarded off somewhere on the floor. your breast spilled out, nipples were already perked up. you reached for her bra instead, doing the same gesture and now you both were topless and sitting in front of each other.

you didn't resist the urge to latch on to her. immediately your lips were on her nipples as you took your time to let your tongue run along the sensitive bud. she gasped quietly, her hand placed at the back of your head as you hallowed your cheeks slightly and sucked her left boob. your free hand gently massaged and groped the soft mounds.

releasing her breast with a small sigh, you switched sides and sucked at her right boob while your hand lapped up your drool that sat on her chest as you flicked your finger over the pink bud. she whimpered quietly, urging you to be rougher with her. experimentally, you had the bud between your teeth and gently bit the nipple and she gasped in response.

"yes.. more..!" she squirmed and you pulled away from her chest, your hand still giving her breast a few more playful squeezes. you were mesmerized by her beauty, so much that you couldn't help but lean in to kiss her. her pretty eyes looked at you with a blissed expression, watching as you tugged at her panty. "fuck... i.."

"yeah, you're so wet right now." you finished the sentence for her, your finger rubbing along the wet spot that stained her cute underwear. she moaned at this, leaning back with her forearms resting on the bed while you pushed her legs wider before slipping the material off her legs.

you didn't waste time to tug the underwear down your ankles before kicking it off. you didn't realize how desperate you were, how desperate you needed her on you. it seemed like she was just as eager, only scooting herself closer to her as your pussies gently rubbed against each other.

only slightly, just to get a feel.

"shit..." you sighed, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. your pussy pulsates, throbbing as you felt her bump into you which made you smirk. she was so fucking needy and you loved. "patience, baby." you spoke.

she laid flat on her back, her muscles giving out and you took this oportunity to mount her a bit feeling your clit rub against her wet sex and your body jolted. it was embarassing how wet you got, so quickly from sucking her tits and making out with her. but it wasn't the first time it's happened.

and it definitely won't be the last either.

"you drive me crazy, hato." you moaned, every thrust of your hips makes your head bob as you feel her slickness coating yours. "fuck.. do i drive you crazy too..?"

"yes..." she slowly nodded her head, bucking her pelvis to match yours. she could feel the pool of your mixed juices staining your covers. "i only think about you..."

"really?"

"mhm.." she reached down to try and touch herself, though you pushed her hand away and did it for her. your fingers, quick to gind her clit, as you gently flicked it the way she liked it. slow and dragging out her orgasm as her thighs shake.

"already, baby?" you teased, the arch of her back was beautiful and her eyes closed shut while her pretty lips chanted your name. "get me wet, fill me up." you panted.

she did just that. her manicured nails reached down to your wet pussy, finding your clit as she rubbed her lips along yours. you propped yourself up with your hands, breast slightly bouncing with each bounce as you made eye contact with her. her pussy reminiscent of her mouth, a kiss that you soon got addicted to.

she wasn't your friend. you never considered her to be your friend. you loved her too much that the label didn't match.

you were in awe at her glow, strands of her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead as she fell back. your pussies were still pressed together, a collective wetness that only made your sex pulse again.

you fell forward, pulling her in close to you and she returned the warmth. the low hum of her phone vibrated on the night stand, your head slightly lifting to see who was calling. the realization slowly hitting you while she slowly fell asleep. your fingers ran through her blonde hair, kissing her forehead as you stared up at the ceiling with a goofy grin on your face.

the phone suddenly had stopped ringing and you felt like you had won this time, yet again.

You visit him less. You ask fewer questions. You avoid him, offering excuses like, “Oh, I’ve been so busy lately, I didn’t even realize"

Those boxed meals you used to make? Gone. His cabinet, once filled with the meals you insisted he keep, now sits empty. His once lively mornings and afternoons grow quiet. Peaceful—just like they were before you came into his life

And then, one day, the silence becomes too much for him to ignore.

He realizes how long it’s been since he last heard your voice. Since he last saw your eyes looking at him, your attention focused solely on him. He realizes he misses your cooking, your smile, your presence.

Without quite knowing why, his feet carry him toward your home—only for him to stop a few paces away

Because he hears you.

Your voice—bright, vivid, full of laughter. The smell of your cooking fills the air, drawing him closer

And there he finds you

Your eyes shine like stars, your attention completely focused on someone else. Your cheeks are flushed pink, your eyes crinkling at the corners as you laugh. The man in front of you continues telling stories about his day

'What part of reeling in a fish is so fun?' he wonders. 'Is it really that interesting?'

He doesn’t understand why he’s thinking this. It’s not like him

Maybe if he asked you, you would know the answer.

You always did.