Tearing each part to shreds trying to find Olrox, Mizrak and Raeabelle.
The four horsemen were coming up from hell using the scent of death and fear-filled blood to feed themselves.
There was no escape.
"Pater noster qui in caelis est.
sanctificetur nomen tuum; adveniat regnum tuum fiat voluntas tua; in terra sicut in caelo.
Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie. dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris.
Ne nos inferas in tentationem sed libera nos a malo.
Regnum, potentia; et gloria tua sunt nunc et semper.
In sanctis dominis nomen precor.
Amen," Raeabelle said as she spoke the lord's prayer to a cross she took from the church before Mizrak pulled her underground where Olrox was.
He had always paid close attention to her.
She was the last of the nun's after the church allied with vampires.
She had kept pure and locked herself in her chambers regularly so she wasn't forced to see the dead turn into demons.
"There's nothing to pray for anymore Rae.
The world above us is already burning" Olrox stood in the doorway to the room where she did her prayers.
"It gives me hope.
The world isn't burning if I don't see the flames" she said.
He knelt beside her.
"I know that I will die down here when they start to hear us.
They will go for the weakest first and that is me" she said.
He wrapped his arms around her before playing with her hair.
"I think you forget what lengths I will go to keep you and Mizrak safe," he said.
She looked into his eyes before placing her head on his shoulder.
"I'm so terribly scared Olrox.
I have dedicated my life to my lord and saviour but when I need him most I can no longer feel his presence" she said.
"It will be alright," he said before pressing his face against her soft hair.
He never thought he could find a woman attractive.
All his life he had always been attracted to men yet he was also attracted to her.
No woman but her satisfied him.
It was strange yet he was getting used to it.
"Raeabelle?
Where are you?" Mizrak's dark voice filled her ears as she continued to cling to Olrox finding his presence comfortable.
"Here," she said.
Mizrak walked into the room.
"What are you doing here with her?" he asked as he watched Olrox comfort her causing her to relax until she was putty in his arms.
"She's scared.
I came here to comfort her as always.
When will you believe that I am not a threat to either of you" Olrox said.
"When you are no longer one of them," Mizrak said.
"Enough.
Please don't fight.
If we are to die down here why waste the little time we have fighting" she said as she sat up.
She walked over to Mizrak.
"He is a demon.
I soulless monster" Mizrak growled.
"I don't believe that.
Please enough fighting.
It frightens me and all it does is hide your feelings" and she said before walking to the small kitchen to make dinner with whatever animal she could find.
Olrox looked at Mizrak.
"Don't look at me like that.
I saved your life Mizrak" he said.
"I didn't ask for it," Mizrak said.
"You love her but you also have feelings towards me.
That is what created all this rage.
One day you'll realise that night we had together wasn't a mistake" Olrox said before walking away to help Raeabelle.
Mizrak clenched his fists.
Olrox was right and it was irritating but was was bothering him the most was that Raeabelle was right as well.
They would die down here and every minute was precious.
Later that night Raeabelle sat on her bed made of wood and rope as she looked at the necklace she crafted out of the blade that killed her father.
It was a silver cross and it shined brightly in the candlelight.
She leaned against the wall in her nightgown as it slipped off her shoulders showing her soft skin.
Olrox and Mizrak always used the hours she slept to guard their hideout as she stayed up many hours at a time praying when things got harder.
They were underneath the church and it was the riskiest thing she had ever done.
"Rest.
You'll be safe until morning" Mizrak said as he sat down next to the doorway with his sword.
She looked at him as he tried to keep his eyes away from her hard nipples as they pressed against her nightgown and her soft skin.
She was a nun and he kept telling himself that but the way she looked made him want to sin.
"I'm restless.
I can hear people walking around above us.
It's never been this loud" she said.
Olrox then walked into the room after looking around to make sure no one had found them.
"All the lower vampires are gathering tonight.
I can find you some cotton to block it out" Olrox said.
"No, it's alright.
I'll fall asleep eventually" she said.
"We both know you won't" Mizrak said causing her to smile.
"What if we both stay in here and watch over you?
If someone comes to harm you we won't let them get past the doorway, precious human" Olrox said causing a light rose blush to cover her cheeks.
He never used names like that.
Only when he was trying to soothe her.
Mizrak walked to her before taking off the cloak he wore during the freezing nights.
He placed on her before sitting beside her.
She laid down as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Close your eyes," he said before tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.
He then looked into her eyes before kissing her head.
Raeabelle turned her head to look at him.
"Go to sleep," he said.
"I'm restless," she said softly before kissing his cheek before looking into his eyes.
She then kissed him before laying her head against the pillow she took from her chambers when it was empty enough for her to gather what she could.
Raeabelle placed her hands on either side of his face before smiling softly as she blushed.
He placed his hand on hers before kissing her will heated passion as the pent-up love he felt for her exploded.
Her head was spinning as she broke every vow she had taken in front of her god.
She kissed him back as her body moved for her.
Olrox watched as Mizrak lost control before realising that someone still had to guard the hideout.
"I'll leave you two be.
Try not to be too loud" Olrox said before walking to the doorway.
"Wait.
Come here" Mizrak said.
Olrox turned around before smirking.
He walked to Mizrak as Raeabelle laid beneath him still and silent.
"I'm here," Olrox said.
Mizrak stood up before slamming his lips against Olrox's.
The kiss was rough but passionate as Olrox grabbed Mizrak's arm.
"Don't think you can just walk away after what we did" Mizrak said.
"I thought I was a soulless animal," Olrox said as they looked into each other's eyes.
"Shut up," Mizrak said.
Olrox laughed before kissing him again.
He then let out a soft moan as Mizrak placed his leg between Olrox's legs causing Mizrak's thigh to press against his cock.
Raeabelle stood up as she realised that Mizrak had untied her nightgown causing her breasts to show from the V cut out.
She walked to the two of them before placing her hand on Mizrak's chest causing their passionate kids to break.
She then kissed him softly as Olrox kissed her shoulders.
Her skin was like velvet.
It was delicate and like nothing he had ever felt.
He then kissed her neck softly and passionately as he marked her skin.
She let out a moan as Mizrak broke their kiss.
"So beautiful.
So pure" he said.
"What is this feeling?" she asked as she caressed Mizrak's nape giving him goosebumps.
"Have you never been touched?
The way you cling to him I expected you have laid in his bed before" Olrox said.
"No," she said before gasping as Olrox kissed the spot where her largest vein laid.
"The feeling is pleasure.
Intimate, heated pleasure.
Your body is reacting in such a way as you enjoy what we are doing sweet Rae" Olrox said before turning her head.
"Just Relax and trust your body," Olrox said before kissing her lovingly.
She was nervous but didn't want this to end.
Mizrak kissed her throat before getting on his knees.
He placed her leg on his shoulder before lifting up her nightgown revealing her most vulnerable area.
He went under her nightgown before kissing her thighs causing her to let out a lustful moan.
Olrox watched her as she threw his head back onto his shoulder as Mizrak got closer to her cunt.
She didn't know what to do or think as he kissed her pelvis.
He then latched onto her cunt causing her to let out a loud moan as he began to suck on the bud of nerves that had never been stimulated before.
With one lick her legs were shaking as she let out the most lustful moans.
Olrox struggled to contain himself as his cock pressed against his trousers uncomfortably.
He was throbbing at the sight as Mizrak pleasured her.
Her eyes rolled back as he trusted two of his fingers inside her virgin entrance as her walls fluttered around him.
Suddenly her abdomen tightened as the pleasure got more intense.
She screamed out as she came onto Mizrak's fingers as he continued to explore her most sensitive places elongating the ecstasy that she was feeling.
He then stood up as she breathed heavily against Olrox's neck.
"Let me taste her," Olrox said before kissing Mizrak.
His tongue explored Mizrak's mouth as he tasted her sweetness.
Mizrak undressed Olrox as she laid on her bed so she could rest for a short while.
She took off her nightgown revealing her full perky breasts and curvy body that had always been hidden by dresses that covered everything.
She had always been told that flesh will lead to sin therefore if she showed no flesh she would never fall into sin.
Yet now none of that mattered.
She wished to live as a normal woman so when she passed she would remember the fun she had experienced and not the sadness of her past.
Mizrak pushed Olrox against her bed as they threw the last of their clothing to the other side of the room.
Olrox looked at her as she sat in front of them completely bare.
"I've never seen you more beautiful.
Come to us precious" Olrox said.
She moved to them.
"Are you ready for us to take your purity?" Olrox said as Mizrak blocked the doorway so that they wouldn't be disturbed.
He then joined his two partners back in the uncomfortable bed that they had all gotten used to.
"Yes.
I am ready" she said.
"You'll be going against your vows.
I want to make sure you are truly sure and not saying such a thing to please us" Olrox said as he took her hand.
"My vows were broken the day I left the church.
I wish for this" she said.
"Who do you want?" Mizrak asked.
"I wish for you both to choose.
You have laid together before and know what you are the most comfortable with.
I will be okay either way" she said.
"You be the one," Mizrak said.
"Why me?
You both have more history" He said.
"Yes, but you will enjoy this more if I am the one to take you" Mizrak said.
"I see you remember," Olrox said before kissing him.
Olrox then looked at Raeabelle.
"At any time you wish to stop we won't continue" Olrox said.
"I trust the both of you," she said.
"Good then let the fun begin," Olrox said before latching onto her right breast.
She gasped before moaning as Mizrak took Olrox's cock into his mouth.
Olrox moaned against her breast as he sucked and bit at her nipple as if he was a newborn craving the milk from her breasts.
He then released her breast as his cock throbbed in Mizrak's mouth.
He then moaned loudly as he lifted his hips.
His cum shot into Mizrak's mouth as Olrox moaned.
Mizrak swallowed all of it before flipping Olrox around.
"Will this hurt?" she asked.
"Only a little.
It will feel good after the burning passes" Olrox said before kissing her.
He distracted her as he lined up to her entrance before pushing in causing her to whimper as he stretched her out.
Olrox kissed her neck as he slowly pushed himself in inch by inch until their hips met.
She yelped before taking calming breaths as she tried to remember what Olrox had said moments ago.
She wrapped her arms around him as he held himself back from moving.
She was so warm and soft inside.
"Tell me when you're ready," Mizrak said.
Raeabelle nodded as she couldn't help but focus on the feeling of having Olrox inside her.
It felt strange and different.
The burning was calming down as she stretched to fit him.
Minutes passed as she looked at Orlox "I'm ready" she said.
Olrox kissed her head before moving slowly.
He angled slightly as he mimicked the things that had him holding back screams as she let out a moan.
"How does this feel precious?" Olrox asked.
"It is quite strange but....good" she said as she struggled to hold back the lustful sounds being created deep in her throat.
The way he was angled hit places that made her see the heavens as she let her body have control.
"Such pretty sounds," Olrox said before moaning as Mizrak pressed his cock against Olrox's puckered entrance.
He craved the familiar feeling of Mizrak's cock filling him as he took away Raeabelle's purity.
"Don't tease.
I need it Mizrak" Olrox said as he let out heavy breaths as Raeabelle's walls tightly squeezed him.
"I see that.
Relax Olrox" he said.
Olrox suddenly loudly moaned as his eyes widened.
Mizrak pushed his throbbing cock into Olrox as Raeabelle ran her hands on his shoulders and arms causing him to relax.
She then threw her head back as Mizrak began to thrust into Olrox causing Olrox's cock to hit the spot that had her at the same spot she was in when Mizrak had a taste of her cunt.
She moaned in sync with Olrox as he felt a strong type of pleasure that had him turning into a puddle onto Raeabelle.
Her warm and tight cunt and Mizrak's rough but thought-out moments made him feel things he had never felt in all his years both as human and vampire.
Raeabelle screamed into Olrox's shoulder as the pleasure made her dizzy.
Her eyes rolled back as Mizrak sped up as each of them got closer to their desirable release.
"Mizrak" Olrox moaned his name as he began to realise that he wouldn't be lasting much longer.
Mizrak kept his pace as he pulled on Olrox's hair.
He growled before throwing his head back.
Raeabelle let out broken heavy breaths before letting out a deep set of moans as she came onto Olrox's cock.
She tightened around him causing him to get closer and closer before moaning as he shot his cum deep inside her not knowing what it could possibly lead to.
Mizrak held Olrox's hips as Olrox pulled out of Raeabelle as he came again.
Mizrak growled before cumming as he dig his nails into Olrox's hips leaving crescent-shaped marks.
They all went limp onto Raebelle's small bed as Olrox's cum covered her stomach.
"I'll go find a cloth to clean you up," Olrox said before kissing her and then Mizrak.
He left the room.
"How are you feeling?" Mizrak said as he looked at the woman he had loved since she was a true nun.
When she was still unable to see the true evil in the world.
"Exhausted.
I enjoyed every second, Mizrak.
It all was very strange but it was the most freeing act I've done in a long while" she said as she smiled softly.
"I'm glad.
I wanted this to be perfect for you.
I always have" he said.
"It reminds me of when we snuck out of the church after the moon had fully settled and spent time in the gardens.
This was the first time I had ever been kissed and after I had been beaten for the act I wouldn't have taken it back.
My purity had been stronger than my sisters up to now" she said.
Olrox walked back into the room with two cups full of cold water and a linen cloth dripping with the same cold water.
"I brought you both water.
When you've drank every last drop will you Mizrak clean Rae's stomach?" Olrox said.
"What will you be doing?" Mizrak asked.
"Putting our beds together so no one will feel nervous to sleep after tonight," he said.
Mizrak nodded before pouring the water down his throat as Raeabelle sipped the water slowly.
Mizrak then cleaned Raeabelle's stomach and sore cunt before cleaning himself.
He then tossed the cloth out of the room until they could clean tomorrow.
Once Raeabelle was done with her water she rested her head onto Mirzrak's chest as he pulled the thin blanket she had over the both of them.
"Rest," he said before kissing her.
Raeabelle smiled before drifting off to sleep knowing after tonight she would have two men that would protect her with all they had as her lovers.
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{May or may not follow the actual plot, there will be a few changes- I dont own any original characters apart from Y/N Fushiguro.}
(Part one), (Part two )
Chapter Two- SHE'S STRONG AND SHE KNOWS IT
...
Y/N stood inbetween her brother and Yuji Itadori as they awaited in the train station for their teacher, he was almost never on time and that annoyed the girl because she knew that even in the most complicated situations Gojo would always be Gojo and he would do as he pleased when he pleased, in his own way- he liked to say he was doing things in 'style' but the female Fushiguro didnt see it that way at all, she saw him as an inconvenience and an annoyance among others.
"How are there only three first-years? Isn’t that too few?" Yuji broke the silence between the three, looking at the siblings in confusion.
"Well, have you ever met anyone who can see curses before?" Megumi answered bluntly, eyes slanted in boredom.
"Uhh… Nope."
"Exactly, that just proves how small our population is, there arent many of us around." Y/N added quietly, eyes scouting the crowd, bringing her hands up to overlap her thumbs and spread her fingers out almost in the shape of a bird as she whispered 'shadow-bine' which made a black puff of smoke emerge and form into a crow that flew off at her silent demand.
Itadori looked at the girl in surprised, she only shrugged at him and stuffed her hands into her trouser pockets. Yuji then turned his attention to the other male, "Also, didn’t you say I was the third?"
"Their entry was decided a while ago. You know what our school’s like. Everyone has unique circumstances." Megumi hummed out, eyes squinting into the short distance when he spotted a familiar white haired male who had clocked them and waved.
"Sorry for the wait... I think you lost something Y/N/N, you spying on me again?" Gojo directed teasingly towards the girl who huffed and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms among her chest- she peered at the crow that now sat perched on Satorus shoulder before it turned to smoke again and vanished. "Oh? Your uniform made it in time, I see."
"Yeah, it’s a perfect fit! Though it’s slightly different from Fushiguro’s. It has a hood, for one." The pink haired boy exclaimed in excitement tugging at the edges of his cloak jacket smiling widely.
"That’s because the uniforms can be customized upon request." Gojo returned the bright smile the younger had, placing a hand on his hip as he leant to the right.
"Huh? But I never put in any requests."
"That's because Gojo did it, hes annoying like that. He likes taking control." Y/N said smugly, a rare half smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she eyes the sensei raising her brows at him when he coughed, sending her a short glare.
"Ahh Whatever, I guess." Itadori smiled lightly, rubbing the back of his head glancing down at his uniform.
"Be careful. Gojo-sensei has a tendency to do things like that." The dark haired boy said peering over to Yuji who shrugged. "More importantly, why are we meeting up in Harajuku?"
"Because it’s what she asked for." Gojo replied as he started to walk, brushing shoulders with Y/N as he passed her, him sending her a little smirk as he did to which she immediately glared at, spinning around to follow behind.
"Hey, popcorn! I want some!"
...
As the group wandered through the grounds of the station, they came to a sudden halt at the sound of a females voice sounding agitated, when they each turned to look they caught sight of a girl no older than the two younger boys that was holding a mans collar, getting close to his face in a threatening demeanor.
"I’m sorry! Please let me go!" The mans voice echoed out, the girl scoffed dropping him before running her hand down her clothes legs in disgust.
"That’s kinda embarrassing." Itadori whispered, looking at the scene with wide eyes and his mouth a gape.
"So are you." The Fushiguros tutted out in unison, sending each other a look whilst switching their eyes towards the boy in question, nodding with a hum.
"Hey! Over here!" Gojo called out laughing, catching the girls attention as he starred to wave erratically.
"Damn, what’s up with that blindfold?" The newbie grumbled, walking towards the group with a sigh.
After they had collected the girl who they had gotten to know the name of- Nobara Kugisaki, she was a small, mousey brown haired girl with a fiery attitude, eyes bright and warm which was completely opposed to the other girl who stood there cold and calculating, Kugisaki would be lying if she said she wasnt intimidated my Y/N Fushiguro. The dark haired girl had been staring holes into the newbie ever since they had started towards the lockers, where they had ended up now.
"Okay, once again." Gojo noted, looking between the group, motioning to the new girl.
"Kugisaki Nobara. Be happy, boys. I’m the one woman in your group." Kugisaki stated to which yuji immediately looked up in confusion, eyes glancing over towards Y/N who was standing beside his sensei, arms folded, straight faced.
"What about- urm- Y/N?"
"I'm not in your year, therefore I wont be in your group and for that I am glad." She looked directly to the younger boy which made a sense of uneasiness wash over him due to the void look that was on her face, it seemed even more so emotionless than usual.
...
Fushiguro had morphed back to jujutsu high not long after the boys and kugisaki had taken a seat on their isle, she didnt have to patience to be sitting around doing nothing when she could be training or at least attempting to get better- her large wound hadn't been getting better as she thought it would, it had grown more achy and painful over the last couple of days but she couldnt affors for that to delay her.
So as of now, she was in the training court, sparring with the unmoving dummies that were layed out in a sequence within the room, a few would pop out mechanically to take her by surprise every so often but she wasnt held back by anything, she powered through, pushing the tiredness and pain aside she had long forgotten about that feeling, now focusing on the adrenaline that was pumping through her veins. She was only practicing the hand to hand combat for now as there were times where it would be needed and she had more than perfected using her technique, the only thing that bothered her was how it had failed her, putting her in a weak position.
She wasnt used to her technique becoming faulty, it had never done so before so that bothered her greatly.
"You should take a rest you know." She came to a halt in her movements, heavily breathing as her heart hammered against her ribcage.
"Since when have you ever wanted a student to rest Gojo." She turned her head to side eyes the male from overhear shoulder, squinting lightly as her eyes struggled to focus in the moment, she let out a long ragged breath moving to take a seat on one of the benches where she suggested through her duffel bag, pulling out a cold bottle of water that she instantly took large sips of.
"You're pushing yourself too hard." He said softly, sliding do sit on the bench next to her. He turned to look at her and even though he had his blindfold on, she could sense the questioning gaze he held. "You never answered me."
"Huh?"
"When I asked what happened to you, the morning after your return." He stated, crossing one of his legs over the other as he leant back against the stone wall behind him, arms crossing over his stomach.
"What do you think Satoru? I fought curses like I usually do." Y/N stood from the bench, keeping her head lowered only allowing her eyes to look down at her bag as she stuffed the water bottle back inside, zipping it up.
Satoru had known Y/N since she was twelve years old, when he was first assigned to take care and mentor her and a five year old megumi- she didnt really approve of him at first, not wanting him to come between her and her little brother who she had taken full responsibility for after their fathers disappearance at the young age she was, Y/N didnt even start to trust Gojo until she was around sixteen years old when she had come back with her first ever major injury after fighting a curse, he looked after her eventhough she had denied him many times, he hadn't given up and since then they had become close.
"I know that your hurting, your in pain but your far to stubborn to admit it and accept help." He pushed up from the bench to stand at her side, hand tugging at her elbow as she went to walk away. She kicked her foot along the ground, skimming her shoe as she breathed out, turning to look at him as he looked over her.
"Its not painful. Its perfectly tolerable- nothing I havent handle before." The girl ran a hand down her side, eyes widening for a mere second as she felt a damp patch on her vest top. The male had felt her tense slightly, he rose his brows, tilting his head down as his heightened senses allowed him to know exactly what the issue was.
"You're bleeding."
"Mhm only a little..." her voice trailed off towards the end, she looked up at Gojo furrowing her brows as her vision started to blur and his features started to morph and smooth over, She squinted tilting her head to the side, mumbling out his nice in a whisper like tone to which he had answered but the words didnt form in her head, it was all murmered. The only thing she felt was a hand that grasped at her arm, feeling herself fall back then everything went B L A C K.
Small and innocent Y/n starts to attract the attention of drug dealer hawks. With a sinful desire following with it.
❀ Genre:
College AU, no quirks, drug Dealer/frat boy Hawks kinda, Heavy Smut, etc.
❀ Content Warning, please read!:
Dirty talk, drugs, drug use, praise, oral-reviving and giving, tummy bulge, unprotected sex, kissing, mature language. Etc.
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17k words.
Hawks.
Everyone on campus knew that name. Well, his nickname at least.
Keigo Tamaki.
That was his real name, but people knew him as Hawks. That’s also how you knew him.
Hair always combed back, a smile that had people falling to their knees, dimples, honey golden eyes, and money to burn. There was always a beautiful girl wrapped around his gold decorated pinkie.
Honestly the list could go on.
But, what people knew him by-
Was the things he sold.
Sure, not only did he have the looks. He always had a wonderful reputation. But he sold what people craved, what people couldn’t get.
Drugs.
Not the kind that you’d find on the streets, the scary kind. The ones you were sure to stay away from. The type that your parents didn’t even warn you about. Those types of drugs.
The scary kind.
Well, scary to you at least. All drugs were scary to you.
Everyone addressed it as candy, purely because of the fact that it looked like candy. Some of the strongest anyone could ever find. Of course, that wasn’t the only thing he sold, but it was always the most popular.
He had money, looks, and power. Practically ran the whole University.
That’s an exaggeration, but sometimes that's what it felt like.
The distant whispers, the talk around his nickname, people trying to find out what party he was going to attend. It was always unfortunate for people who just wanted to party and ended up going to one Hawks attended.
Hawks’ father held a strong financial standing, so every professor and staff always made sure to kiss Hawks’ ass.
That’s just- how it was.
And he knew that. He was so self-centered and full of himself it was dislikable. Such a high standard for anyone he met, and judgmental to a pulp. He hid it, but that's how he really was.
Sure, you’ve had a weird appeal to Hawks. Everyone did! But it’s never been something you’ve truly thought about. It was just like a -how do you put this- a friendly admiration!
Yeah, that seemed about right!
You just thought he was a cute boy in your class. So, you never really thought about it.
And, well-
He probably didn’t even know you.
Probably didn’t know you exist. But, that was fine. He was a hallway crush that was never going to happen. And, you never wanted it to happen.
You were too sweet, too innocent, too kind and forgiving for Hawks. Emphasis on the innocent part. The two of you were polar opposite at that.
Yet, that didn’t stop you from talking about how cute he is to your best friend Rumi from time to time. Who also happened to be your favorite roommate out of the four.
“I don’t know, s‘just- something about his smile.” You said giggling, recalling a time he smiled at his girlfriend. Or, who you thought was his girlfriend. “That girl that he was with- what was her name?..” You thought for a moment, looking away from your computer. Taking a moment to stop doing your assignment and think. “Jessie, Jackie..” You looked at Rumi.
“Victoria.” She added.
You laughed at yourself, “Huh? Where’d I get a J?” You shook your head, “oh, so- they‘re dating?”
Rumi nodded, thinking to herself. “Pretty sure. Or, they’re about to.”
You nodded, pouting slightly. You softly said, “That was my man Rumi.” She laughed, shaking her head and sitting up. Going to the refrigerator and looking inside.
Rumi was your elder, about 1 year older. Someone you’ve known for quite some time. She was the polar opposite of you. It actually sort of threw you off. Of course, there were some similarities. Even so, they were slim.
She always found a party to go to, no matter what time of day it was. Yet, still had time to study and teach you concepts you didn’t quite understand. It was rather shocking. Her grades were amazing, and she knew what she wanted to do with her life. She was just living it to the best she could.
Honestly, she was peaking.
“Hey, Sweetie?” You hummed out a response, looking over to her. “Would you care if I threw..” Rumi cringed. “..a party?”
You raised an eyebrow at her, “No?” You softly said, “But, where would you do that?”
She grimaced, “Here.”
You blinked innocently at her. Taking a moment to think about it. “When would you be throwing it?” You said, pulling up your calendar.
Rumi bit her lip, sucking on it before speaking. “Like, tomorrow.”
You looked at the date, noticing it was going to be on a Saturday. Luckily nothing really important was coming up, so with that- you replied, “Yeah, sure! I don’t see why not!”
Rumi smiled, jumping up with excitement before nodding. You smiled, looking back at your computer and trying to finish your assignment.
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You yawned, taking a few tired blinks before shoving your face into your hoodie. Your professor's voice just blending into the background. You probably should’ve slept earlier. Maybe even taken a quick cat nap before coming to class.
You played with the waistband of your sweats, your hoodie staying over your head. While your messy hair fell in front of your face. Not helping with identification due to the black mask you were wearing.
To say you looked like a mess, was an understatement. You told yourself you looked like a hot mess. Like, an attractive mess. Which, you never cared to debunk.
When someone pulled a chair next to you, making you turn your head to them. To your surprise, and slight horror, it was the one and only Hawks.
His head turned to you, a sweet yet charming smile on his face as he spoke. “Is this seat taken?” You softly shook your head, thickly swallowing as he nodded and sat down. His hand came to the top of the desk, which was covered in gold rings. Not to many, just enough to let anyone know he had money.
His hand went to his backpack, pulling out all the contents inside. Overall, just him getting ready for class. Which, he was 50 minutes late for. You didn’t even know why he showed up at this point. You wouldn’t have.
Actually, you would’ve. You would’ve felt really guilty if you didn’t.
He pulled out his computer, his eyes turning to you. “Sorry, to bother you. But- could you send me the notes.” You looked at him, taking your eyes off your tablet.
Not having a lot of energy to speak, just yet, you meekly nodded, putting a small thumbs up. He nodded his head, pulling up his g-mail. Then sliding his computer to you, allowing you to see his contact info. You sniffed, downloading your notes and composing an email. Then adding the notes and sending them to him. Looking at him and nodding, a small habitual smile on your lip. Making the corners of your eyes crinkle.
He laughed, “Great thanks, appreciate it.”
You looked back at the board. Catching up on the last of the notes. Tilting your head and squinting. A part of you wished you sat closer to the board.
That would’ve been a good idea.
“So, you goin’ to Rumi’s party?”
You looked at him, thinking for a moment. “Not, really.” you softly said.
Hawk’s eyebrows went up. He definitely wasn’t expecting that. He thought he was talking to a guy in his class, not a girl.
Just in an instant his whole persona changed. His body now faced you, his head tilted in your direction. As he smiled, “You should go, I’d love to make a new friend.” Which was another word for client, you just didn’t know. Hawk’s is always looking for more people he can sell his ‘candy’ to.
Girls also happened to be quite easy to swoon.
You let out a small laugh, covering up the nervous feeling in your belly. As you nodded and looked back at your tablet. “Uhm, I’m good.” You softly said, “Thank you though.” Your cheeks had to be slightly tinted red.
His arm came over your shoulders, making you still for a moment. A sly smile as he spoke, “C’on, it’ll be fun.” He got close, making you smell the nice cologne he was wearing. “You could be my girl, for a day.” You blinked at him, your eyes meeting his.
And almost like that, he was hooked on you.
You had a weird untouchable vibe. One that a dirty, narcissistic Hawks knew he shouldn’t touch. He shouldn’t be around you. You were too cute and sweet for that. Your eyes held an innocence he no longer had.
One he wanted to taint with his own hands.
Now, if only he could get a look at your face. See if you filled that standard he had for all the girls he talked to. A cute face to match the perfect and innocent eyes.
Nothing too hard?
You softly giggled, hearing the Professor end the lecture. You backed up, slowly leaving his arm. Grabbing your bag and swinging it over your shoulder. Effectively giving the two of you some needed space. “Thank you,” you said sweetly. ”But, I’m going to pass.” You said, turning on your heel and walking down the stairs to the doors. Finally taking in a deep breath. Glancing over your shoulder, seeing Hawks also pack his things away.
Hawks was the type of boy your parents warned you about. No matter how cute you thought he was, a part of you knew he was trouble.
Hawks’ goal was to catch up to you, hang out with you for a little, but by the time he was done packing- you were already gone. Making him slightly annoyed. He sighed, rolling his eyes and turning to his friend. Who just happened to be walking by.
“Shigaraki, do you know who the girl I was sitting next to was?”
He shrugged, running a hand through his hair. “Y/n?” He said, thinking to himself. “The one who always wears, like, pajamas?”
Hawks shrugged. “Don’t know.”
Shigaraki laughed, raising an eyebrow at him. “What? Did that little Peach pique your interest?” He said, grabbing a cigarette. “Or is she just hot?”
Hawks looked at him, smiling while shaking his head. “Not from what I saw.” Hawks said, ignoring his first question. He put his hand to his neck, rubbing it. “I just need more buyers.” He laughed, licking his teeth. An obvious truth and lie.
“What about that one girl? What was her name?” Shigaraki snapped his fingers a few times, trying to recall the fair skinned woman. “Victoria, was it?” He said, “What happened to her?” Hawks watched Shigaraki reach for his pocket, pulling out a pink Hello Kitty lighter. One Toga bought for him as a joke.
Hey, a good lighter was a good lighter. The fire was pink and everything.
“Nothing.” Hawks put his hand in his pocket, reaching for his phone. Feeling it vibrate. “She’s just.. not always around.” Clicking onto the text message, he almost rolled his eyes. It was Victoria. “And when she is, I fucking hate it.”
Shigaraki laughed, looking directly at the girl Hawks was ‘praising.’ “Speak of the devil.” He said under his breath. “See ‘ya.” Hawks nodded at him, giving a small wave.
Hawks turned his head at Victoria, smiling and walking up to her. His iconic dimpled smile caught a few people's attention. He placed a kiss on her lip, while grabbing her waist. Hawks’ hand touched her long brown hair, moving it out of her face. “Hey.” He whispered, effectively making the beautiful girl laugh.
She tilted her head, her golden hoops shifting with her. “Hey,” a similar fonted response. “I’m feeling bored.” She quipped, grabbing his hand and locking his fingers with hers. “Let’s go get ice cream or something.” He gave a flat smile, nodding his head. Hawks’ head went up, pulling her with him as he moved forward.
When his golden eyes went to the coffee shop on campus. And there you were, taking your order. Your hoodie was off, revealing the hair you’d been hiding. While you nodded enthusiastically. Moving your hands and explaining what you wanted.
Your face still covered by the fucking mask.
A part of him wanted to go get coffee, maybe even speak to you again. Yet, with Victoria tugging on his arm. Dragging him to reality again, he couldn’t. Victoria pulled him left, making him follow. Trying to recall where the Ice-cream shop was.
His head turned back to the coffee shop, taking a final glance at you.
It did make him think.
Maybe you weren’t as ugly as he thought.
❤︎︎
Rumi swiped the mascara over her long eyelash. Giving her already beautiful lashes more volume. Something you didn’t even know could be possible. She glanced at you through the mirror. A cute smile pulling on her lips.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go, Darling?”
You smiled, shaking your head politely. Standing near the door frame with your hands behind your back as she slowly approached you. She placed her things down, clinging onto your body. Hands reaching into your hair. “C’on! I ‘wanna style this adorable hair!” She cooed, her hands went to your waist. “Give this body the attention it deserves!”
You flushed, pushing her off you. “Stop!” You softly wined. Giving a giddy smile.
Rumi shook her head, pouting at you. “No! You need to show off your sexy body!” She laughed at your tinted pink cheeks as you looked away. You moved to the counter, taking a seat and smiling. One leg crossed over the other. “Rumi, I love you. But you know I really don’t like parties!” You almost wined.
Rumi groaned, “I know! I know! Just, why do you hate parties?” She moved her hand through her white hair, combing the long locks with her fingers. Her tan skin complemented the color perfectly.
You cringed, recalling the last time you went out. “Well,” you started. “Last time I went out, someone threw up on me.” You shuttered, “I think it was a very eye opening experience.” Your legs swung back and forth, lightly hitting the cabinet.
She threw her head back, laughing loudly. “Oh Honey,” she said through laughs. “I promise you, no one’s going to throw up on you at my party.” She grabbed your face, placing a small kiss on your cheek. “I’ll make sure of it.”
You laughed, shaking your head. “No, I’ll pass.” You politely declined, jumping off the sink and onto the ground. Swaying back and forth as you dusted yourself off. “I’m going to my room.” You said, walking out of the restroom. When you quickly paused, “Hey, Bunny?” She hummed, acknowledging your question. ”Can I borrow your noise canceling headphones?”
Rumi thought about it for a second, “No.” You glared at her, making her laugh. “Sweetie, even if you wanted to be intimidating you wouldn’t.”
You just left with an adorable huff.
❤︎︎
The music was loud. So loud in-fact to the point where you couldn’t even hear yourself. You couldn’t even hear your thoughts!
Okay, fine. That was an exaggeration.
You could hear distant laughter, drinking, and swimming. That wasn’t it, but that's what you could hear. The bass of each song made you jump up in your seat, the vibration moving in your heart.
You swigged your hips back and forth, bouncing with the Doja Cat song playing in the living room. Lip syncing to the song while you could smell something distant in the hall. Head bopping to the beat and as you lightly danced.
You went through your closet, looking at all of your clothing. Pressing it to your chest then throwing it back.
Nothing was really pressing to your interest.
You groaned, going to your bed and flopping onto it. Jumping up slightly due to the bounciness. You grabbed the pink bunny Rumi had gotten you. Which was practically your size. So, in other words. A pretty big stuffed animal. To you at least.
You sighed, melting into the stuffed plush. Thinking to yourself.
You wanted to get something to drink, maybe a little snack. Because currently the one in your room was starting to get repetitive. Jolly ranchers. Just something to keep you from starving. The thing was, you needed to go down stairs to do that. And you really didn’t want to go down stairs in your pj's.
No matter what.
So, you tried finding something that would help you blend into the crowd. Which was kinda hard to do- when more than half the things you owned were hoodies and sweatpants. And the remainder of the clothing was just your pajamas. Which sort of sucked in situations like this.
You propped up from your bed. Looking back at your closet.
Remembering a certain box hidden in the corner. You jumped off your bed, walking to the back of your closet. Opening the door and going on your knees. Reaching for the box in the corner.
It was pink, decorated with stickers from your teenage years. A pink ribbon wrapped around the whole box, a beautiful bow laid in the center. Decorated with while lace and blue dots. A piece of card written and connected to the loose strand of the bow. You flipped it over, smiling at the little note written.
‘To future me ♡︎’
Softly tugging onto the ribbon you tilted your head, noticing how it fell off with ease. You pulled the lid off, revealing the clothing inside. You wondered if your high school clothing still fit you. You pulled out a skirt, the light blue color matching with your skin color.
As a high schooler you always wanted to wear it, but with your protective parents you never were allowed to. And soon enough, it became a habit in your routine. Wearing ‘modest’ things, which soon spiraled into something more. You never went out to parties, and when you did- You never really had fun.
You adjusted your black knee high socks finding it slightly bothersome how often they fell down your thighs. Although, it was nice how your oversized shirt fit you comfortably. This was the most seductive thing you’ve ever worn.
And you were doing it in the comfort of your own room.
You placed the skirt down, reaching for another article of clothing within the box. It was a shirt, one that was longed sleeved and white. The part over your chest tied over, allowing it to get tied behind your back. You wondered when was the last time you wore something like this.
You pulled off your shirt, putting on the white one. Seeing the way it revealed your cleavage, and almost seemed smaller than that last time you wore it. Well, the last time you wore it you were probably 16. Which would make sense considering you were turning 20 in half a year.
It made you worry about how the skirt would fit you.
You grabbed the skirt and slipped it over your hips. Wiggling into the article of clothing due to the plush of your hips. After a few seconds, you successfully got the waistband to sit nicely at the smallest part of your waist. You looked at the mirror, tilting your head at yourself.
Instantly you covered your face with your hands. Blushing as you huffed.
You couldn’t wear this.
It was too much!
It was odd. Your sweet figure, completely warped into something different. That cute aura showing but- somewhat hidden. Ridden into something more- inviting. Almost tempting and sinful...
Your eyes and thighs, giving anyone a reason to come and talk to you.
Rumi would be proud.
Thankfully, you still held that sweet and innocent nature. You were still the kind and innocent Y/n, just looked a little more- inviting.
You took in a deep breath sighing into your hands. You let go, adjusting your socks again. A part of you was wondering if you should put on your shoes. You laughed at yourself. You weren’t going to put on shoes in your own house.
You went to the door, taking in a deep breath. Holding it for a second before releasing it quickly. You pouted, clasping your hands together and reaching for the door. Instant doubt and fear filling your mind. Should you do it? Should you go outside? You shouldn’t, but you were. And, you wanted to. You nodded to yourself and opened the door. Closing it behind you.
Instantly, you were met with the loft. That smell from before enhancing, making you cover your nose on instinct. A few people took a glance in your direction. Curiously looking at your figure.
In an instant you felt naked, the skin showing prickling up with goosebumps. You gave a soft smile, waving at them awkwardly. Your cheeks slowly turning hot. You nodded your head at them, watching the way they turned back to their friends. Engaging in the conversation they briefly stopped.
You moved through, looking at the colored lights. Pink and green were the dominating colors, a few spots of blue flashing every now and then. You placed your hand on the stair railing, slowly walking down the stairs and trying to find the kitchen. While making sure not to bump into anyone.
You stepped onto the cold tile. Looking around and moving to the kitchen. Standing on your tippy toes so you could try and see past all the people in the house. Which, surprisingly, was a lot. It looked like a total of 120 people. Maybe there was more?..
You walked to the counter, grabbing one of the red solo cups and going to the Sprite. Pouring some into your cup and peering over your shoulder. Catching a glance at the people sitting on the couch, talking to each other. A part of you wished you could talk freely like that. Have people hanging on every word you said, craving to hear what you had to say next.
The cold Sprite hit your hand, making you glance at the drink and notice how it overfilled the cup. You bit your lip, making a small face and sighing.
You quickly stopped pouring your drink, screwing the cap on and taking a sip. Trying to even out the amount within your cup. You looked through the kitchen window, peering over to the pool. Seeing Rumi in her bathing suit and sitting on the edge of the pool. Dipping her feet into the water. A red solo cup in her hand as she spoke. Confidently recalling a story about her and a friend. Something about how they stole a pack of beer.
You laughed, looking at the counter again and trying to pick a snack. One that was going to fill the craving you were slowly developing.
You lightly groaned, noticing more than half the snacks were empty. The ones remaining, were remaining for a reason. You sighed, grabbing your drink and taking a tiny sip. Looking at the people who were in the living room again. It looked like no one you knew, so with that, you slowly started to trek to your room. Taking another sip of your Sprite.
A piercing, yet excited scream made you freeze. Turning your head over your shoulder and peering at the person who just screamed. Silently hoping they weren't screaming at you. “Y/n! Get your cute ass down here!” Rumi was running at you, grabbing your hand and pulling you down the stairs. Gushing about how you looked, “Oh my gosh! You look so cute!” You cutely smiled, turning to follow her and giving a curt nod. You lightly laughed, looking at the ground and following to where she was pulling you.
Rumi put her hand on your waist, guiding you outside and flopping you down on a pool chair. You skirt bouncing up then floating down. You blinked at the sudden movement, Rumi coming behind you and resting on you. Arms wrapped around your waist as she rested her chin on your shoulder.
“Y/n, meet my friends.” She said, pointing to the people in the group. Her hand went to a man with back hair. “That’s Dabi.” Her hand moved to a man with blue hair and a girl that was blonde. “Shigaraki and Toga.” Then, moved her body, adjusting herself and pointed to the remaining people. “Hawks, twice, Kai, and-“ She snapped her fingers, trying to think for a moment. “Shit.. Krono!” She smiled into your hair, “And that’s Krono.” She repeated, happy she could remember the stranger's name. You gave them a smile, waving gently.
A soft, “Hello.” Leaving your mouth.
Hawk’s eyes went to Shigaraki. Giving a silent word of, ‘Oh, this is interesting.’
Now, Hawks was hooked on you.
Who knew you were such a pretty lil’ thing. An innocent yet sinful, lil’ thing. Your little and intimidated nature was alluring him. He wanted to be the one holding you, not Rumi. The one speaking against your ear and introducing you to his bad friends.
Honestly, you couldn’t get any sweeter.
When, Dabi bumped into him. “Hawks, did you bring anything with you?”
His golden eyes met Dabi’s icy blue one. But, before he could even respond, wanting to explain ‘Yes, but not any for him.’ Rumi stopped the whole conversation.
Her hand went over your ears, “Nope! Not around this little candy.” She quickly said, “She doesn't do drugs, or anything.” She strictly asserted, glaring at Hawks and Dabi.
Hawks had a cocky smile, as he tilted his head mockingly.
You’re only getting sweeter.
Now, there was one thing that would make you better.
“C’on Rumi.” Hawks slowly remarked. “Don’t be like that, stop treating the girl like she’s a lil’ virgin.” He said, grabbing your hand and pulling you to sit next to him. His arm went around your shoulders as you looked at him. Those beautiful eyes blinking at him with confusion before smiling. God, he was getting pulled to you. Almost like a rabbit hole, getting deeper and deeper.
Rumi huffed, “No, get your grubby hands off her.” She spat. You looked at Rumi, giggling. You hand covering your mouth as you waved your other hand dismissively.
“No, Rumi! S’okay! Promise.” You reassured, giving a kind smile.
She pouted, turning the other way and speaking. “No Honey, you’re my little baby. I know these people are-“
“Are what?” Dabi cut in. Taking a long drag of the cigarette Shigaraki had given him. Tilting his head and looking at you. “The girl can talk to whoever she wants.” Exhaling the smoke in your direction. You stifled a cough.
Rumi subtly cringed. “Are not your crowd.” She finished, whispering.
You bit the bottom of your lip, turning in Hawks direction. He tilted his head down slightly, trying to see the face you were making. Almost instantly, he picked up on you and Rumi’s dynamic.
She was the one with all the experience. Knowing what’s good and bad. Experiencing everything you never did. While you on the other hand, never experienced anything. You probably had the protective parents who did everything in their power to protect you from all the bad things in the world. All the bad people in the world.
People like him.
So, Rumi practically babied you. You were something she wasn’t so, she did everything in her power to protect that.
But, by the looks of it- you didn’t want protection. You didn’t want to be treated like a baby, you wanted to be a big girl. And Rumi could only protect you so much from that. So much from him.
Hawks had a small thing for girls like you.
Virgins.
You looked back at the group, kindly smiling at them all. While you grabbed your drink, taking a small sip before putting it by your feet. Watching the group discuss something you knew nothing about. Which was fine by you, it was not like you’d talk to these people again. (You secretly wished you would.) So, you just polity nodded. Pretending to follow with every word spoken within the group. Hawks arm still wrapped around your shoulders.
Toga, a girl with a short red dress looked at you. “So, she’s done nothing?” Toga’s eyes grew, a smile that was cute yet ridden with something evil. “Not even kiss anyone?” She giggled, eyes glowing with curiosity.
Shigaraki smiled, looking at you. Grabbing a cigarette and his iconic pink Hello Kitty lighter. He was intrigued, letting the girl ask you the rude question.
You awkwardly giggled, lifting a finger to your mouth. Nodding your head, “I’ve kissed someone.”
Toga tilted her head at you, her bangs falling with her. “How many people?”
You opened your mouth, sort of confused on why she kept asking you questions, but answered anyway. “Uhm, I believe- like 3 people.” You softly laughed, almost embarrassed. “One of which was Rumi.” You pointed at her, waving gently.
When someone pulled a chair next to you. Making you turn to them, curiosity plaguing your features. It wasn’t normal for a random stranger to just sit in a friend group.
She wore a lacy dress, one in all black, adding to the color of her hair. She smiled at you, glancing at the group right before looking at Hawks. Her smile faltered for a moment, seeing the way Hawks rested his arm against you before she spoke. “So, what did I miss?” Her voice was deep, honey ridden and seductive. Sending a chill down your spine. Rumi smiled at her, handing this mystery girl a cup. You couldn't shake the look of her. She looked very familiar.
“Oh, nothing Vic. Just random stories that have happened since we last met up.” You felt Hawks arm slip from your shoulders. Checking his phone for a non-existent notification and stuffing it into his pocket. Keeping his arm to his side. A subtle way to stop holding you.
You didn’t notice. Just slightly engrossed by the pretty girl currently sitting next to you. She had a way of speaking that made you want to listen, the words she chose were said with purpose and reason. (It was something you strived to be.) Which made her next statement, rather shocking.
“Keigo, Baby.” She softly said, leaning forward to look at him. Ignoring you in between them. Rumi knew what she was doing, you on the other hand didn’t.
She was about to 1-up you.
“Do you have it?”
Hawks debated on answering for a moment, before nodding. Giving his iconic smile. “Of course.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small plastic baggie. A white powdery substance resting inside. “It’s practically prepared, just needs to lined it up.” He placed it on the table resting it between the group.
She whined, “Oh, come on Keigo!” You noticed she used his actual name, again. So, did Rumi. You didn’t know why, but Rumi did. The girl continued, “I told you I wanted strawberry.” She moved forward, revealing her cleavage.
Hawk inhaled, annoyed by the sudden attention this girl had on him. Dabi playfully nudged his side, “C’on Hawks.” Dabi tilted his head, trying to get a better look at the girl. “Get Victoria her drugs.”
So that’s why she looked so familiar.
Hawks wanted to punch Dabi. He was purposefully trying to annoy him. But, he just laughed. Smiling at the girl. “Doll.” He started. “I need you to pay for it first.” Hawks’ eyes went to you for a split second. “Then, I’ll give it to you.”
Victoria laughed, not ignoring the small glance Hawks took at you. “Do you not want to do this here?” She said, laughing at the situation. She pointed a finger at you, starting to speak again. “Is it because of her?” She giggled, standing up. “Because, there’s a bedroom inside, I’m sure we can finalize our deal there.” She looked directly at you, smiling. “And the payment as well.”
The group snickered noticing what she was doing. Doing to you.
See, that annoyed Hawks because he knew what she was doing. And he hated she was doing that to you. A girl that didn’t even compete with you. Don’t worry, Hawks was going to embarrass her. Way worse than she did you.
Thankfully, you were too much of a doll to know what she meant. Clear by the way you innocently blinked at her, not understanding the context of her words.
You got the whole drug part, just not the payment. But don’t worry, Rumi understood all of it. And she knew you didn’t. She was going to keep it that way.
Rumi knows you find Hawks attractive but that’s as far as it’s going to get. She didn’t want a horrible man like Hawks resting so much a pinkie on your delicate figure. She had to restrain herself from snatching you back when Hawks took you. Yet, she didn’t expect what Hawks said next;
“I need the money.” You glanced between the two of them, slightly confused.
Victoria’s eyebrows met together. “What?” She almost sounded offended.
Hawks gave a fake yet charming smile. “I need the money, Honey, either that. Or.” He tilted his head. “No drugs.” He gave her a wide toothy smile, showing off his fangs. His dimples are prominent and almost mocking.
She opened her mouth, shocked for a moment before stuttering. “But- I..”
With a snap of a finger Hawks mood depended. “Are you telling me you can't pay?” His eyes darkened significantly, his friends looking away from the scene unpacking in front of them. You, on the other hand, were grossly invested. This was the first time you’ve ever seen Hawks like this. It was different, and made you squish your legs together. A small spark shooting through your body as you did so.
He stood up, walking closer to her. “You know I hate it when people can’t pay.” His hand went to her waist, pulling Victoria close to his body. His free hand moved a piece of hair behind her ear. Cupping her face. “So, I’ll ask you again.” He moved in close. “Can you not pay?” Their noses were practically touching.
The group was silent, everyone trying to secretly observe the situation. Victoria moved closer, “I thought that-“
In an instant his hand claps over her mouth, cutting her off. “Then you didn’t fucking think enough.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek before shoving her off him. He grimaced, before smiling licking his teeth. A mocking laugh leaving his mouth as he sat back down. Glancing at the girl.
“Now, go be a good little Puppy.” A high pitched voice. ”And fetch me, my fucking money.” She stood there stund for a moment, while the group broke out in a large fit of laughter.
Rumi dying specifically before speaking, “See ya in five, Dog.”
Shigaraki huffed, “And make it snappy Puppy.” And in an instant, the whole group was mocking this poor girl. It was shocking, seeing how fast a group could change their whole dynamic.
She choked, biting her bottom lip before scoffing. Letting out a little, ‘Fine.’ Rumi giggled, waving to her.
You on the other hand was feeling a guilt build up in you. You turned to Hawks, tugging his shirt to catch his attention as you cupped his ear- whispering into it. “Don’t you think that was- sort of mean?” Hawks looked at you, tilting his head. Making you keep talking, “I mean, just- I feel bad.” He gently smiled at you.
Of course you did.
“Don’t worry, that's how we always play.” That was a lie. “Right guys?” The group nodded their heads, Rumi just looked away not saying anything. “See?” He lied again.
It took a few minutes, but the group soon followed with Victoria. She threw the money on the table, Hawks pushing Dabi forward to count it for him. Dabi grabbed the stack, quickly counting the amount.
You felt your stomach swarm with butterflies, wasn’t this illegal?
You knew that what Hawks was doing was wrong but, you never really thought about it. It was something distant.
Like a problem that made you sympathize with the person, but never truly troubled with. It was distant. Yet, watching this in-front of you made it more- real.
It made you squirm in your seat.
Dabi nodded at Hawks, getting closer and whispering something to him. Hawks nodded his head, glaring at Victoria. He sat up straight again. “Where’s the rest of it?”
Victoria sat down. “That is- the rest of it.” She quipped, looking at her nails. Hawks looked at Dabi, when he shook his head.
“You have enough for-“ He took a glance at you, “What’s on the table.” He leaned forward, “But, that's it.” She huffed, taking the small baggie.
“Fuck you.”
Hawks laughed, trying to find a way to escape this boring situation. Maybe escape this boring situation with you. “You already did, Dog.”
Hawks sighed, rolling his shoulders out. “I have to use the restroom.” He stood up, looking at the house. Instantly you were on your feet, smiling at him. Just like he knew you would.
“Want me to take you there? People tend to get lost.” You quietly added that last part. Thinking of that last person that visited your house. Hawks sweetly smiled at you, nodding his head. Knowing full well he knew where the restroom was. You giddily smiled, reaching for your cup and taking a sip of your Sprite. Which was starting to turn flat. Your mood dropping for a moment before walking inside, Hawks slowly trailing behind you.
He took a glance at Rumi, seeing the hot glare she was giving him. He knowingly smiled, scrunching his nose for a second before looking back at you. You pressed forward, turning over your shoulder as you pointed to the kitchen. “Before I show you where the restroom is, can I refill my Sprite?”
Hawks blinked at you, not knowing why the hell you were asking him before smiling. Nodding his head and following you into the kitchen. Right before you poured yourself a drink, Hawks stopped you. His body pressed behind you as he bent down. Resting his chin on your shoulder.
Trying to ask this question as innocently as possible, he went- “Have you ever drank?” You turned to him, smelling the cologne he was wearing.
You nodded, “Yeah! I’m getting Sprite right now.” Your eyebrows met together, “I’m pretty sure I drank some near the pool.”
Hawks laughed, shaking his head. “No Y/n, alcohol Baby.”
You flushed, noticing how dumb your response was. Before softly shaking your head, your eyes trailing over his face. Your sight lingered on his lips for a little longer than you intended. Something that went noticed by Hawks. “No?” He confirmed it to you. His voice was soft and gentle. “Do you want to try some?”
You found yourself frozen. Your parents always told you never to drink. How it was bad and something you could get hooked on. So, you hastily bit your lip, meekly shaking your head. Hawks didn’t say anything, just looked at your face for a second longer before smiling. The dimples you were honestly starting to love showing through. “Good girl.”
He got off your shoulder, pouring the sprite for you. You muttered a small, ‘Thank you.’ Before you had him following you upstairs. Hawks purposely took longer to follow you. Staying behind to catch a glimpse up your skirt. Peaking at the cute thin pink panties you were wearing. You lead him to the bathroom, pointing to the room and smiling. He looked at you, “Where’s your room?”
You blinked at him, sort of confused. “Uhm, that door.” Hawks walked to the door you were pointing at. Putting his hand on the handle.
“This one?”
You nodded, which led him to opening your door. Walking inside, your eyes widened. You quickly followed him, watching the way he observed your room. He looked so out of place. The pink, white, gray color scheme made him pop. He turned his head to you, smiling. You wondered why he smiled so often.
“Let’s hang out here.” You nodded, closing the door behind you about to walk to your bed when- “Lock the door. This is about the time people start going into rooms.” He shrugged, “We wouldn’t want that happening.” You hesitated about that, taking a moment to follow his words.
You knew that doing that probably wasn’t going to be a good idea.
Your parents warned you about boys like Hawks, but you found yourself pushing them away. Forgetting what warnings they told you. So, you locked the door. Taking a moment to walk to your bed. Taking a seat and crossing your legs over one another. Taking another sip of your Sprite.
Hawks sat on the ground. Near the table, resting his arm on it. “So, how long have you and Rumi known each other?”
You pressed a finger to your mouth, trying to recall the whole time you’ve known the girl. “Uhm, I think since freshman year? Freshman year of high school that is.” You softly said, “I’m not completely sure.”
Hawks nodded, trying to re-calling when Rumi started to talk about you. But, he couldn’t seem to remember. Almost like, she purposefully made sure to keep the two of you separated.
That surely didn’t last.
“How long have you known all your friends?” Your voice was soft.
Hawks looked to your roof, shrugging. “They’re not really my friends. Just people I tolerate.” He recalled a time he and Dabi had an argument, revealing everything he feared about his ‘friends.’ So, now he just views them as people who help pass time.
Your eyes softened, “Awh, that’s not good.” Hawks looked at you shrugging. He watched as your eyes lit up. “Wait, what if we became friends!?” Hawks blinked at you, almost stunned.
He couldn’t recall the last time someone asked to be his friend. Maybe in elementary? It seemed childish, something people wouldn’t do anymore. He just laughed, nodding his head and responding. “Yeah, we’re friends.” You excitedly smiled. Nodding your head enthusiastically.
You pointed to the drink near your feet, “As your first act as my friend, hand me my drink.” You paused for a moment, thinking. “Please.”
Hawks laughed, shaking his head. “We’ve been friends for less then a minute and already making me do things for you?”
You laughed, “Of course.”
He rolled his eyes, handing you the drink. “Here you go Princess.” You smiled, taking the cup and bowing slightly. “Thank you my faithful servant.”
Hawks reached for his pocket, pulling out another small baggie. He shook it, allowing you to look at it before placing it on the table. You got out of bed, slowly crawling to the table. You looked at Hawks, blinking at him with those innocent eyes.
“What’s that?” You knew what it was, or at-least had a faint idea.
He gave you the simple answer, “Drugs.” He pulled you closed, letting you sit in between his legs. His hands moving from the thin of your waist, to the fat of your thighs. “Want some?” You found yourself slightly clouded, mind full of the fact that Hawk’s hands were on you. And another part of you felt bad.
This was the second time you were going to say no to Hawks. Yet, this was bad. Drugs were bad, they were something you were told to never try. Never to do. You found questions swarming your head.
Were they that bad?
Maybe, your parents were over exaggerating.
Maybe, they weren’t that bad.
Still, with the doubt swarming your head you shook it. Cheeks hot and red with embarrassment. You were an adult, you shouldn’t let their word influence your actions. But they knew better, you should be listening to them.
You shouldn’t even have Hawks in your room right now.
“No?” Hawks’ voice cutting into your mind, pulling you out of your thoughts. You looked at him, shaking your head. Confirming his words. That’s why Hawks liked you so much.
He smiled, parting your hair and exposing your neck to him. His lips resting on the nape of your neck. “You sure?” You tensed, shivers shooting up your spine with every word he spoke. You didn’t respond this time.
He took it as his que to keep talking. His hands massaging into your hips. Ghosting your skin. “Drugs can make you feel real good.” He kissed your neck. “In ways you’ve never felt good before.” You breathed out, fluttering your lashes.
You nodded, allowing him to move his hands off you. You watched the way he grabbed one of the ‘candies.’ The strawberry look seemed very deceiving for what it really was.
Hawks was your friend, he was here to keep you safe. You could trust him.
He moved his hand forward, bringing it close to your mouth. You quickly opened, trying to get the drug inside your mouth, when he gripped your jaw with his free hand. Stopping you from getting any closer. “See, this is quite strong.” He said, his lips pressed to the shell of your ear. Now he could smell your sickly sweet perfume. Your back was perfectly pressed to his front, allowing him to feel you. “Are you sure you want to do this?” You turned to him and paused, taking a long moment to nod. He smiled and nodded his head. He turned you, so your back was facing the table before speaking. “Open.” You quickly obeyed. “Stick out your tongue, Pretty.”
You moved your thighs together, getting that same sensation from before.
You took a moment to do that, then felt the drug being pressed onto your tongue. You took it into your mouth, holding it there for a second. A weird strawberry and tangy taste washing over your mouth. Keigo smiled, “Press it to the roof of your mouth.” You did that, and almost instantly you cringed. Nose scrunching as it dissolved in your mouth, the drug mixed with your saliva moving down your throat slowly.
You rested your head on Hawks chest, feeling his hands on your thighs. He pulled you up, sitting you so your legs wrapped around his waist. Eyelids slowing down as you slowly found yourself in the drug he’d given you.
His hand reached for the table, grabbing another drug and popping it into his mouth. He sort of felt bad, he didn’t want only you to experience it. Although it would be completely different for the two of you. Considering these drugs didn’t really affect Hawks.
You softly giggled, pressing your nose against his neck. “You smell nice.” Hawks laughed, looking down at you.
“Do I?”
You nodded your head slowly, “Mhm~”
Hawks couldn’t help but laugh. You were adorable drugged out. Eye cloudy and slightly red, the way your body slowed down significantly, how you stopped caring that your skirt was no longer covering your panties. God, you were so sinful.
Did you know that?
Well, you fucking should.
Hawks felt his head get a little heavy, something normal to him. He licked his lips, grabbing your Sprite. Finding himself getting thirsty. You, quite pathetically, tried stopping him. Reaching your hand out, and stopping him from taking a sip.
“What, do you think.. you are doin’?” He found it cute that you slurred your words.
“Taking a drink.” He added, playing dumb.
You shook your head, “No, that’s mine.” You giggled, leaving close and mouthing the word, ‘Mine.’
Did you say mine twice? Did you even say mine?
He laughed, “Here, I’ll take a sip. Then, you’ll take a sip.” You nodded once, watching the way he lifted his head. Taking a few sips of your drink, his Adam apple bobbing with every swallow.
He pulled back, looking at you, “Want some?’ You slowly nodded. Following the cup with your eyes. Feeling the rim press against your bottom lip. You pressed your lips to the cup, letting Hawks lift it. You took a few sips, looking at Hawks. A silent way of telling him to stop.
You softly smiled, your face slightly drugged and giddy. You could just smell his cologne. It was driving you crazy. His lazy smile was becoming more attractive by the second. A weird pull to him was becoming stronger, heavier. You wanted to be closer to him, closer than you were. If that was possible.
“I wanna’ be closer.” You softly said, mouth pressing against his neck. Eyes fluttering with heaviness.
Hawks looked at you, smiling at him with a hint of amusement. You backed up, tilting your head Slowly blinking at him, a drugged out smile on your lips. Your hands sliding up his body and resting them on his shoulders.
“We should kiss.” You softly said, “I’ve always wanted to make-out with someone.” You knew what you were saying, while at the same time you didn't.
Hawks raised an eyebrow at you, tilting his head. “I’m sure I heard you say you've kissed someone?” He whispered, his lips fanning over yours.
“Mhm,” your head nodded, biting your bottom lip before speaking. “Yeah, but it was always like-“ Your drugged mind didn’t know how to describe a small peck. So, you pressed a small kiss against his lips. Tasting the strawberry on his lips. It only lasted a second, before you pulled back. “Like that.”
God, you were so sweet.
His hand moved to the center of your waist. Gripping onto you. “Oh, so you want something more?” You nodded eagerly. Jumping up and down lightly as you got closer.
He choked on his breath, tightening his grip on you. “Okay, just follow my lead.” His voice was soft and gentle, making you smile. You nodded, feeling his hand trail up your torso.
One of his hands went to your chin, tilting your head up and pressing his lips against yours. You lightly moaned, scooting yourself closer to him. Pressing your breast against him unintentionally, finding yourself melting into the man. Lips moving together to the song playing downstairs. It was gentle yet quick, something you were starting to catch on.
Hawk’s hands moved to your hips, pulling you closer to him. One of your hands trailing into the curls of his hair. Your plump and strawberry flavored lips meeting together. Your eyes fluttering as he rubs his hands on your hips. Making sure to keep his hands outside your skirt. He was patient, and he would wait for the reward underneath.
You pulled back, eyes shimmering as you blinked at him. He was somewhat surprised by the effect kissing had on you.
You felt your body growing hot. A tingling sensation developing in the pit of your stomach. The way every touch Keigo had on you made you jolt with- a weird good feeling. One that eagerly made you want to kiss him again.
You leaned in, wanting to kiss him again but he stopped you. His hand collided gently with your throat. He clicked his tongue, “I think that’s all I can do.” He cooed, recalling what Rumi said earlier. “You’re just a little baby.” He tilted his head, mocking you. “One that shouldn't be doing things like this with a bad man.” Clearly intending himself.
You quickly shook your head, “You’re not bad!” You defended, “You’re my friend!”
Keigo smiled, “I’m also Rumi’s, and she doesn’t think so.”
You pouted, your body still craving that feeling from before. “I don’t care what Rumi thinks.” You softly expressed, “I wanna be a big girl!”
Hawks smiled, knowing exactly where to take this. “Then, you need to act like it.”
You nodded, smiling innocently at him. “Okay!”
His eyes darkened. He pinched your cheeks, forcing you to look directly at him. “Let’s take it slow, I’ll kiss you.” He leaned close. “Really, kiss you.” Hawks smiled, “Open.” You pouted before following instructions, opening your mouth. Hawks nodded with praise, “Good.” He cooed, not missing the way he felt your hips twitch.
His tongue swirled over your, following with a kiss. A part of you swore you felt something in the middle of his tongue. Something cold and hard, when it hits you. Hawks had a piercing! Somehow, it made you feel better. You couldn’t help but think about the sweet honey kiss that he was giving you. Slow and hot, something you couldn't help but moan at. It felt so good! His hand went to your skirt, finding the thin pink underwear you were wearing. Pulling on it before letting it snapback. Making you gasp.
The tip of Hawk’s tongue tracing around yours, another heated kiss following. Your small hands grabbing onto his shirt to stabilize you. His saliva mixed with yours, sweet from the drug you took earlier. He adjusted himself, moving his hips up and against yours. Feeling your hips move with him. A soft moan leaving your occupied lips as you did so.
This felt really good.
Tongue matching his, Hawks big hands caressing the inside of your thighs. Getting closer to the place that was growing hot. You could feel your panties getting slick and sticking to your pussy. Wet with your essence. Unknowingly craving to be touched. Hawks pulled back, giving you a lazy smirk.
Hawks was close to losing every single strand of patience in his body. The way you were panting, slowly starting to rock your hips closer to his hands. Effectively grinding on his growing cock. Your panties ruining his very expensive pants. It was so cute. You were adorable. Even like this. Desperate for the next thing he would do.
He gave a small kiss to your nose, grabbing the back of your thighs and pulling you up with him. Instantly your body moved closer to him, your arms wrapping around his neck. Your legs hooking around his torso. Making sure you wouldn’t fall.
Hawks gently placed you on the bed, letting you sit while he just stood. Hands on yours and he slowly went to his knees. You tried kissing him again, hands landing on his shoulders. Trying to pull him close to you, but he grabbed them. Stopping you.
You pouted, a small whine leaving your throat. You wanted to feel that electrifying feeling within your stomach again. The feeling that made you want to rock against him. Shut your thighs and rub them together. Sending that satisfying feeling of pleasure to your needy pussy.
It was funny to Hawks. He knew you’ve never felt anything like this before. Which made you crave it even more. So desperate for something you probably didn’t even know existed. Which was amusing to Hawks. He wanted to keep you around. Maybe a little more than he cared to admit. Keep you close and on a leash, dress you in the sluttests clothing for all his friends to see. Show you off like a small doll or trophie.
Maybe, he felt kind- let his friends watch him fuck you stupid. Praising you about how good you were doing for him because, at the end of the day. His dick would be the only one getting you high on pleasure. He’d be the only one to make you cry and beg for more.
Don’t worry. He’d treat you well.
He’d treat you like you were a princess. Always buying you whatever he wanted, (He had more than enough money then he’d like to admit) and always put your adorable little needs ahead of his.
He’d kill any man who dared to lay a finger on you.
Because you were his.
He decided that when Rumi formally introduced you to him.
Keep you drugged and high, clinging onto him and only him. Your innocent doe eyes filling up with tears when he’d fuck you with his cock. Soft pants and moans leaving your lips as you didn’t know how to handle a big cock like his. Now, he was a little desperate for something. Yet, he stayed calm. He didn’t want to scare you.
Poor thing.
“What?” He asked cockily, denying the kiss you so desperately wanted. The feeling deep in you that you were craving. You pushed your plump lips together, watching as he chuckled. “Words, Lovely.”
“I want a kiss.”
He laughed, “Do you like kissing?” He asked, his tone deepening.
“Mhm!”
Hawks laughed, humming back at you. Mocking how you responded to him, before speaking again. “Or, do you like the feeling it gives you-“ He pressed his finger against your clit, watching you jolt. “Here?” Your thighs clamped around his hand, a surprised breath escaping your mouth. He hummed a condescending, ‘Hm?’
You bit the bottom of your lip, nodding your head slowly. His nose touched your neck, his finger moving to the inside of your thigh. You almost cried for him to put his hand back when his lips met your neck. A pleasurable shiver shooting through your body.
“What about this?” He asked against your neck, his deep voice vibrating against you. Another kiss. You soon felt something warm and wet slowly move up to your ear. Making you moan, really moan. “Feeling good, Beautiful.” You looked at him, softly nodding. Loving how each word and action had such an effect on your body. Shivers and twitches all caused by a few kisses and touches filled with desire. Thoughts filled with desire.
Little did you know, Hawks enjoyed that very thing.
You were a virgin.
Hawks rested his hand on your knees, rubbing them soothingly. He backed up, looking you in the eye. “Okay, Pretty.” He started, resting on his knees. Softly pulling your legs apart. Allowing him to look at the cute pussy hidden between them. He wished you weren’t wearing panties, but didn’t worry too much about it. They’d be off in a few seconds. Your short skirt not covering what it should. “Have you had anyone touch you here?”
You blinked at him- panting while your cheeks dusted pink. A subtle shake of your head, one he barely picked up on made him continue. Both his hands following the curve of your thigh. Getting closer, and pressing under your skirt. You thickly swallowed, glancing at his hands and face.
Did he want to touch you.. there?
But, that was something private. Something you thought no one would touch, let alone see. You felt yourself starting to panic, but tried hiding it.
“Keep your legs apart, do not close them.” He slapped your thigh, making you yelp. “Or, you’re not going to like what I do next.” His hand went to your chest, pressing you down. Resting you against the plush sheets of your bed. You thickly swallowed, slowly falling back. Looking at the roof of your room. The lights outside illuminating it. Which wasn’t much considering it was well past 12 am.
Hawks grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to his face. Lifting your skirt and looking at the thin pink panties that separated you from his mouth.
Hawks never really liked drugs. Sure, he sold them- but it was just to get money. He hadn’t really found a drug addicting enough to make him want to use it again.
Yet, seeing you like this. Embarrassed and eager for what he was going to do next. Yeah, he was getting addicted to that. He held the back of your thighs with his big hands. Not giving you the opportunity to move. As he did a hard kitten lick. Eyes bouncing up, trying to see what reaction you would give. Before removing your panties, keeping them stung at your ankles and licking up your pussy.
Instantly you gasped, hand clamping over your mouth. Trying to keep the lewd noises that threaten to spill from your lips. Hawks slapped your thigh again, shaking his head. “Dont.” He asserted, a little annoyed by this stupid attempt to keep quite. Hawks didn’t want that, he wanted to hear how good you felt. Hear how good he was making you feel.
This was a small shock. Hawks was licking you- down there? Wasn’t that gross? It was something you would want to do! So, why was he?
Was this normal?
You meekly nodded, lowering your hands and gripping onto the soft white sheets. The fat of his tongue followed up to your clit, the tip swirling around it. His golden eyes seemed to glow in the dark watching the way your chest jolted. Lips parted as you moaned, gripping onto the sheets as your hips jolted forward. Trying to get more of this pleasure. He laughed against your cunt, continuing his abuse on your pussy. Enjoying the way you tried holding your legs apart.
Hawks closed his eyes, practically feeling them roll to the back of his head. Hearing your soft pants and moans. You tasted so good. Something he’s never had before, but knew he couldn’t live without. He craved for something like this, it was an ache he always knew he had but never knew he’d find it in a person. A sweet lil’ thing like you.
He moved his hand to his cock, adjusting his hard on. Trying to release some needed tension. His hips bucked into his hand, desperate to feel something. Anything on his aching cock. He knew if you were anyone else, this wouldn’t be happening. He’d just be fucking you then forgetting what your name was in a day.
Cover it up by calling you puppy.
But, you weren’t any girl.
You were now his girl.
His hand moved, palming the outside of his pants. Groaning against your pussy as he continued to eat you out. Getting off to every whimper, moan, and breath, that left your pretty little mouth.
You were too drugged and fucked out to notice. Your legs twitched with every swipe Hawks did over your pussy. Your hands trying to grip the sheets harder but it clearly wasn’t working. This weird coil of pleasure building within your belly. Making you babble something to try and warn Hawks. Yet, you couldn’t even understand anything that was leaving your mouth. Your mind just filled with Hawks.
You felt something cold in the middle of his tongue. Sending a shiver up to your chest that made tears pearl at your eyes. You gasped, his tongue pressing down on your clit. Moving it back and forth as his piercing tongue continued to send cold shocks through out your body.
The contrast of his hot and wet tongue to the small cold bead swiping over you was making you babble. Words you couldn’t understand with broken moans about how good it felt. You didn’t know if you wanted him to stop or keep going. You knew you didn’t really have a say in that currently.
Hawks hand came down to your pussy. His mouth sucking onto you clit, once, twice before letting go with a lewd- ‘Pop!’ His left fingers replacing his mouth so you wouldn’t get too needy.
“Feelin’ good?”
He knew he was making you feel good, he could tell by your fucked out face. He just wanted to hear it, or at least see it. You perked your head up, trying to nod but you couldn’t. His finger rubbing slow and pressured circles on your clip was driving you insane. Again, this curling string continued to spiral inside you, pleasure building upon itself. Hawks laughed, going back to your pussy. Taking two fingers and spreading you apart. Tongues hitting all the places he couldn’t before.
He wanted to prep you for his cock.
His finger slid down, his mouth replaced his finger on your clit. Sucking on it gently before slowly sliding his finger into you. Trying to see how you would react. You just choked on your breath, caught off guard by the intrusion. Hawks was already reassuring you, “Don’t worry. This is just another way to feel good.” You nodded, turning your head and resting it to the side. Closing your eyes as you felt this prickle of pleasure slightly intense.
His finger slid inside then outside of you, following the movement of his pierced tongue. Pressing up light then slowly entering and exiting. You could feel your voice louden. Unable to keep quiet and still after a few pumps of his thick finger. The gold of his ring pressing against your pussy every time his finger entered you. Evening out the contrast of how hot you were feeling. Your eyes rolled into your head, toes curling as you groaned. Unable to express how you were feeling. And weirdly, you felt so close to the end. Like something was about to happen.
When his second finger entered you, stretching out your little pussy you felt tears fall down your face. That coil inside you was about to snap, and-
Oh my gosh, were you about to pee?!
A panic shot through your body as you tried preventing it from happening. Trying to take your mind off things and to the music playing outside, listening to the lyrics and trying to recall what song was playing.
It wasn't working.
His fingers were still working into your cunt. Tainted with the slick you were producing.
“Hawks!” You gasped, trying to form words but unable to find the right ones. You were trying to do the next best thing, which was warning Hawks.
Yet, he ignored your plea. He just smiled to himself, sucking into your clit and pressing his fingers inside of you, mumbling a small- ‘Found it.’ As he pressed his fingers up. Effectively hitting your g-spot.
Your vision went white, back arching as you quickly gripped his hair. A high pitched moan leaving your throat as you squirted on Hawk’s face. His mouth was already latched onto your pussy, collecting it into his mouth. He softly groaned, closing his eyes and tasting you. His adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. Looking at you with his golden honey eyes as he cockily smiled. Gripping the back of your thighs and resting them on his shoulders. Taking a long final strip of your pussy and kissing your thigh. Watching you pant as you melted into the soft white bed. Clearly exhausted by the high you just received.
You looked adorable, cuter than normal. Your eyes were still watery and red, the bottom of your lip slightly swollen from you biting on it, and your body abused from the pleasure you were receiving. He was guessing this was the first time some guy had ever eaten you out. Maybe, this was your first time in general.
It made him even harder.
You slowly blinked, trying to gain your sight again. Shakily inhaling and exhaling. It was something you’ve never experienced before. Your body just didn’t know how to react.
Hawks moved over you, resting his forearms by your head. Smiling at you. “How you feelin’ Doll?” You slowly brought your head to look at him, your tired eyes peering back at him.
You softly nodded, your mind still a little hazy. You didn’t truly trust yourself to speak as of right now.
Hawks rubbed your cheek. Dipping his face and pressing kisses to your neck. Feeling as you slowly started relaxing. He hummed, letting you relax for a moment. He knew once he started again, you would collapse from exhaustion. Drugs and euphoria didn’t mix well together. (Well, they did.) They’d always lead up to the person craving sleep. Yet, that was the worst part of it. You wouldn’t be able to. Just stay up feeling every movement and sound playing. Amplified in your head. Hawks knew exactly how to make the best of that situation.
“Love?” He softly said, making sure to be gentle with you.
That would change in a bit.
You nodded, moaning ‘Mhm?’
He brought his face in-front of yours. “You want to be a good girl, right?” You nodded, bringing your head up and giving him a quick kiss. Falling back on your bed and sweetly smiling at him. Loving every name and praise he gave you. It made your mind fill with lewd thoughts about what else he would call you.
Hawks smiled at you, “Y/n?” He cooed, making you eagerly nod. Hawks sat up, grabbing your waist and hoisting you up. Pulling you against his chest. One hand firmly on the back of your waist, the other grabbing the back of your thigh. Lifting it and slotting himself in between your legs. Allowing your bare pussy press against his clothed erection. You gasped, thighs shaking as you buckled forward. Feeling the hard bulge rub perfectly against your clit.
He caressed your face, smiling at you. His eyes were heavy and lust ridden. He grabbed your hand, pressing it to his chest. While you leaned forward. Words slipping from your mouth. “I wanna’ make you feel good.” That sentence reminded you why you stayed quite.
He let out a small laugh. He wasn’t going to let you, but if you insisted.
He really did want to see how your doe eyes would look at him while you were sucking his cock. But, he thought against it. Like he acknowledged before, he wanted this whole situation to be about you. (And, not scare you.) However, with the cute way you were looking at him. Grinding your pussy against his hard cock. He couldn’t say no.
Not to you.
He undid his belt, pulling it off and tossing it to the side. Your eyes followed it, yet you couldn't hear the sound when it collided. The music was starting to get louder. Making it harder to hear Hawks’ words.
So, he pressed his lips to your ear. “Knees on the floor.” You looked at him, nodding and following instructions. Finding your knees against the soft pink carpet you bought. You didn’t really like having wooden flooring so you bought something cute for it.
Hawks grabbed your cheeks, making you look directly at him. Not the cock in his left hand. “You're going to do what I told you before.” He smirked, “Open your mouth.” You shakily exhaled, thickly swallowing. Opening your mouth slowly, Hawks smiled at you. “Stick out your tongue.” He cooed. You felt your pussy twitch, butterflies in your stomach swarming into your mind. You stuck out your pink tongue, closing your eyes. Hawks just adored your obedience.
God, you were such a slut.
He pressed the swollen tip of his head against your tongue, lightly tapping it. You fluttered your eyes open, keeping them half lidded. Leaning your head forward to completely capture the head of his cock in your mouth.
Now, a part of you thought this was gross.
So disgustingly nasty. The way he laced his fingers into your head, your tiny mouth unable to take much of his big cock. However, you couldn’t deny the way your pussy clenched around nothing. Wanting to grip onto something to ease the growing heat inside you.
You felt Hawks ease your forward, forcing you farther down his cock. He grunted, flinching for a moment before cooing at you again, “Good, you’re doing so good Lovely.” Yet, he couldn’t stop the next phrase that left his mouth.
“Such a slut for my fat cock.”
Your eyes widened, your throat constricting as you tried swallowing the lump -or cock- in your throat. Your legs mushing together as your bare cunt slicked up your thighs.
Did you like that?
You didn’t know? Was that something girls were called during- during this? Was it supposed to feel that good?
You closed your eyes, pushing forward. Your tongue tracing the underside of his cock while you deepthroated him. Nose pressed to his abdomen as he grunted. Breath caught in his throat as he bit his lip. Eyes closing and rolling back.
Your small inexperienced throat was heaven. You were trying so hard, it truly was something adorable and sinful to see. The cute way you looked up to him, backing up and licking down his cock. Lashes fluttering as you took him whole again.
He loved seeing the way your back arched, eyes growing with tears with your cloudy and dreamy eyes. He wanted to grab your throat, feel himself inside you. Deep inside, reaching a place no other man can. No other man had. See the budge every time he forced you to deep throat him.
The cute way your hips squirmed. Eager to grind your bare pussy against something. How you enjoyed every single second of his cock inside your throat.
Little whore.
You tried breathing through your nose, finding it hard to do the act. Hawks just smiled at you, his breath heavy and shaky. The hand in your hair slightly tightening as he helped you a bit more. Moving you up and down his cock as a pace he preferred more. As much as he wanted to cum, he knew you suck on his cock wasn’t going to do it. Not yet at least. You needed a bit more experience, but don’t worry.
He’ll be the one to teach you everything.
Even so, he loved the way you looked choking on his cock. He shuttered, your tongue following a particular vein underneath the head of his cock. A groan leaving his mouth. As his hand slithered down to the back of your head, allowing you the pace you liked. Which happened to be constantly deepthroating him. (That’s what he liked about virgins, they were always very eager.) Seeing the way your neck bulged every time you went down. Constricting your throat around him every time you swallowed.
Little did he know, you were secretly wishing for those rude words again.
Slut.
Whore.
Playing on repeat in your head. Your pussy gushed every time he said that, even more than when he praised you. Is that what big girls were called? Is that why it felt so good?
Maybe it was the drugs thinkin’, you didn’t care. Just liked the feeling. Being desperate and oblivious.
He chuckled darkly, moaning as he slowly pulled you off. Watching the string of saliva that connected you to his cock break. Your lips shiny with the residue. The only reason he didn’t fuck you already was because he knew it would hurt. It never hurt anyone to lube up, saliva being the next best thing. Which would be good once he did fuck you.
Hawks grabbed the bottom of your chin, lifting your head up to look at him. “Let’s do something new.” He softly said, bring you onto the bed.
Hawks tilted his head, “You know my name Y/n, don’t you?” You nodded, moving your leg over his. Sitting on his thighs, trying not to glance at what you so desperately wanted to look at. Something you shouldn’t want to look at. “Okay, good.” He said, “Because, that’s all I want to hear ya’ say when I fuck you like a whore.”
That burning sensation returned. Pussy twitching with desire.
“Okay?” He cooed, eyes trained on you and only you. You nodded, biting your bottom lip. Hawks picked up not too long ago how you liked to be called crude things. He wondered what your parents would think. Here was their little girl, sucking the cock of a drug dealer who was nothing but full of himself. Obsessed with himself. Their innocent, sweet, baby girl’s pussy slobbering onto his cock. Beggin’ to be filled with his cock.
Don’t worry, he’d be nice.
At first.
Then, another part of him wondered. What would Rumi think?
He stopped thinking about that.
Hawks grabbed your hips, lifting you up and right to the head of his swollen cock. “Okay, it may hurt for a bit.” He cooed. Kissing your nose. “But, you’ll feel real’ good after a while.” You nodded, looking down and watching his hand move up and down his cock. Cheeks tinted pink. You looked away, feeling like you shouldn’t look, shouldn’t be doing this. That doing anything like this was wrong.
Hawks knew what you were feeling.
You were supposed to be doing this with someone you love, someone you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. A good person who would treat you in all the best ways. Someone you planned your life with. Your future with.
Not him.
Hawks knew he liked you, a little obsessed with you even. Yet knew, he wouldn’t be here for too long. Maybe 2 years at most. Til’ you graduate at least. He’d treat you wonderfully, but he knew the truth.
He grabbed your hips, stabilizing you. “Ready?” You opened your mouth, looking down. Trying to follow what he was doing. Which was sort of hard, considering how hot and heavy you felt. You spread your legs, supporting yourself. As Hawks slowly lowered you on his cock.
You felt his swollen head hit your slit, making you shudder. You whimpered, tears pearling your eyes as you looked down. Feeling Hawks enter you. You gripped his shoulders, the burn of being opened by this thick and long cock making you whimper. His golden eyes bounced to your face and hips. Your skirt hid yourself from what Hawks really wanted to see.
He liked the stocking on you, they were sexy. Just, he wished everything else was off. Wished he was a little more patient with your clothing. Rather than just tearing your panties away and eating you out. He decided, once you were fully situated on his cock he would take them off. Torture you while he was at it. Just make it a little more enjoyable for himself.
You shook your head, feeling the stretch becoming too much. “Hawks,” you pleaded, “It’s too much, can’t-“
He clicked his tongue at you, “Yes, you can.” He asserted. “You’re going to take my cock like a good slut.” He said, staring daggers at you. “Okay, Beautiful?” You took a moment to respond, pouting as you finally nodded. Jolting as you fell deeper into his cock. Keigo did feel bad. Watching the way your eyebrows met together in discomfort. Your sweet and sore voice ringing out a- ‘all of it?’
He knew you were asking if all of him was inside you but he just clicked his tongue, shaking his head. You weren’t even halfway there. Poor thing.
“Count with me.” He softly said, lowering you down.
“One.” He waited for you to speak.
Quivering lips you spoke. “One.”
“Two.” Your voice quickly followed. Each inch disappears inside you beneath your skirt.
After a few more numbers -6 to be exact- he smiled, pressing your ass on him. “See, done.” He said. “No more.”
You gasped, feeling like you couldn’t breathe. Keigo filling you to the brim. Every vein and twitch he had, you could feel inside you. In a way you never knew existed. Keigo bit his lip, resting his hand on your thighs. Lifting his hips up then down, watching your expression diligently. Trying to see what you liked. You slowly breathed, trying to get used to the stretch that was currently happening inside you.
His cock hitting a particular place that made you buckle your hips forward. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as you did so. “Fuck!” You moaned, toes curling as you slowly grind your hips forward. Enjoy the sensation. It was starting to feel good, too good. Keigo’s eyes fluttered, feeling you constrict around him.
Your pussy was so tight and warm. Practically inviting him in. Desperate for his fat cock. Calloused hands gripping onto you and bucking into your pussy. Only every few seconds. He was letting you do most of the work. His groan vibrated in his chest, head tilted to the side with a cocky smile.
“Like that?” He said, “Like being filled with my cock?” You nodded, lifting your hips only slightly and dropping them again. The tip of his cock kissing your cervix in the most delicious way. Desperate to gain that feeling again, you did it again.
And again.
And again.
Until, Keigo stopped you. His hand gripping your waist and keeping still on his cock. Not allowing you to move. You whined, wanting to continue but he just slapped your thigh. Effectively shutting you the fuck up.
One hand trailed up your back, grabbing the ribbon to your shirt. Pulling on it, and trying to smooth it off you. You just grinded your hips, humming as his hands slowly moved the shirt off your body. Revealing the pink push-up bra you were wearing.
It had a white lace wire, some spots of flowers. Keigo noticed how your panties, -which was long gone- also matched the bra you were wearing. A part of him wondered if you knew he was going to fuck you.
Keigo’s hands moved to your skirt, looking for the zipper and unzipping it. Making it completely loosen around your waist. Showing off the small curve to your figure. He pulled it up, throwing it over your frame. His eyes instantly went to the sight in-front of him.
Your small pussy taking his cock. It almost made him roll his eyes back. You were twitching, wanting him to do the same motion from before. Sliding in then out, sending small doses of euphoria through your body. You were silently begging him to continue. You had a feeling that he wasn’t going to do that until you were fully nude.
You reached your hands to your back, reaching for the bra clip that kept your breast together. You struggled for a moment, something that Keigo truly enjoyed to see before you found the clip. Quickly pushing it together and unhooking it, instantly a slight relief flooded you. Almost pleasurable.
Keigo moved forward, moving his hands along your bra strap. Slowly pulling it off your shoulders and then your body, not before he pressed himself to you. Kissing your neck and covering your exposed breast. He chuckled against your skin, his eyes catching the small of your hands trying to pry off the black stockings you were wearing. His hand tangled in your hair, and tugged it back. Biting your neck, “That stays on.”
You gasped, nodding your head. Feeling his tongue hit your collar bone and slowly slide up your neck. You shivered, head tilted back as he lowered his face to your chest. Taking one of the buds in his mouth and sucking. Moving his hips up and pressing into you. Relishing the way you groaned and tried to grab onto something.
You felt good. Really good. It was something you couldn’t describe. It made your voice ring out, ears mute to any noise that wasn’t your moans or Keigo’s words. Maybe the music playing in the back, but only very faintly.
You lifted yourself, then slid forward. Taking him all in you. Your eyes rolled back, your cunt clenching around him. Your throat tightening as you choked on your moans. Unsure how to handle yourself in this situation.
“Hah~” your moans were getting louder. Keigo’s hands on your waist, firmly grasping you and helping lift yourself. Soft groans leaving his clenched teeth as he felt his cock get sucked in by you. Just as eager as to were to kiss. He bit your neck, his sharp canines making you yelp. He was just trying to stifle his pleasure.
Your pupils were dilated, his fingers going to your clit. Rubbing soft and firm circles. Your head almost exploded as you arched your back. Head tilted back as you tried to breath. Being stretched out for all you're worth, filled to the brim of his cock.
“Kei!” You pleaded, unable to form a sentence. A wire of pleasure twisting inside yourself. On the brink of snapping. “I’m- god! I’m-“
Keigo grinned at you. “Gonna’ cum?” He mocked, “Huh, slut?” You nodded, feeling the strings pulling apart. A sting of moans getting higher and higher. God you were- you were!-
“Y/n?”
Keigo’s hand pressed onto your mouth, it was so quick you could register it. Just noticed he stopped moving. That coil of string losing its momentum. That sensation just fading, slightly. One more pump, one more rub on your clit. That’s all you desperately needed.
You didn’t even know how Keigo heard her voice, you didn’t. You were just frozen, Keigo’s hand pressed over your mouth and other hand holding your hip still. You couldn’t move. Literally couldn’t move.
It was funny, every girl you met always had a story to tell- explaining how they realized how weak they were compared to the other sex.
This was yours.
You were just frozen in place. Back arched and head tilted back, looking at the door behind you. Blinking in confusion. When, you noticed. The door knob was shaking. Someone was twisting the door knob.
Was someone trying to get in?!
You pulled your head forward, your glossy and red eyes wide and panicked. Scared someone was going to see you getting split by Keigo’s cock.
You’d look like such a whore.
The hand over your mouth slowly pulled off your lips. Keigo raised it to his, pressing it to his lips. Telling you to be quiet.
The voice rang out again, “I wanna show Victoria the bunny I bought you! Open the door, Honey.” Rumi was a smart bunny, -something she liked to refer to- she came into the house looking for Keigo. She assumed you most likely went back into your room.
So when she couldn’t find Hawks, or you. She got a little worried. (God, that made her laugh.)
No, she wasn’t worried. She was pissed. She hoped that her Big Brother wasn’t fucking her best friend. She would kill him if he was.
And by his car parked in the front of the house, the two of you missing. She was about to fucking kill him.
You were hers! Something kind and sweet, an energy source for her. Something Keigo couldn’t have. That’s why she tried so hard to keep you two apart. Keep you apart from her friends. You were just too sweet for that.
So, she got an excuse to bring Victoria up to your room. The girl was equally as curious as to where her beloved Hawks went. Now, you just needed to open the damn door for her.
“Y/n?”
You didn’t say anything. Keigo glancing at the door and then at you. Hearing Rumi’s pleas and knocks. He didn’t care. Not one bit. He liked you, and wanted you. Rumi wasn’t going to change that.
No matter how much she liked you.
That fact only made this so much better. The fact that he can’t have this, shouldn’t want his. It just made it so much better. So much more… satisfying.
“Y/n, I know you’re in there.” She said, pressing on the door. You shivered, body twitching. His cock rocking inside you. Your eyes crossed. You were so, so fucking close.
Keigo was in a small debate, he wanted to continue. Keep you high on pleasure, but didn’t want to deal with Rumi just yet. His sister was a pain in the ass when pissed. He didn’t know why she officially introduced him to you. Maybe a weird attempt to keep you and Hawks just friends. Which backfired horribly.
Another part of him was seeking for that. Wanted to see her reaction to seeing you bouncing on his cock. What she’d do. Maybe yell at her- ‘She’s busy sucking my cock.’
Damn, now he wished he took a video of that. Show Rumi and his friends how much of a slut you were. Show how defile Rumi’s little crush could be.
He’ll try to be more aware next time.
But, he wasn’t going to do that. (For now.) He didn’t want to see you cry when you heard what he did. You were too sweet for that. He wanted to treat you perfectly. Well, as perfectly as a drug dealer could.
Keigo pressed his lips to your ear. “Talk to her, don’t want her gettin’ too worried.” He licked your ear. You shivered, fluttering your eyes and nodding.
“Uhm,” your voice was shaky. “I’m about to go to bed, Bunny.” You said, voice slightly quivering. Moving your hips back and forth, trying not to moan.
“C’on,” there was desperation in her voice, Hawks picked it up, you didn’t. “Bunny, I-“ Keigo grabbed your face, kissing you. You moaned, leaning in close and closed your eyes. A satisfied sigh leaving your occupied mouth. Keigo didn’t want you looking, let alone thinking about anything else that was him. So, good luck with trying to respond to Rumi. Especially with the evil idea brewing in his head. He lowered his mouth to your neck, allowing you to respond.
“Y/n, I need you to open this door.”
You didn’t know what to say, you were stuck. “Rumi, I’m tired.” Your voice was strained, so that could be believable. The best thing to do was just claim, “And I have a guest over! So, once he leaves I’ll- Ah!” You clasped your hand over your mouth, hiccupping as Keigo’s hips started moving against yours. His hands on your hips, making you jump up and down on his cock.
He smiled at you, “Go on.”
“Y/n!? You okay?”
“Yeah! Just, please -please, god- let me handle..” You stifled a moan, gripping onto his shoulders. Oh my god, you were going to cum. “My guest Bunny.” You gripped onto his shoulders, moving your hips up and down with him. His cock sliding in-between your gummy walls.
Rumi was silent, before shakily sighing. You glanced at the door, some guilt building within you for lying. “Bunny,” You said, biting your bottom lip, looking at your ceiling and whispering- ‘oh my god.’
You were so close. “I’m fine… hah!”
It happened so fast, Keigo fucking into you. Hitting that sensitive and spongy spot from before. Your back arching as you just moaned, your body shaking with pleasure. Keigo shut you up with a kiss, making sure to keep hitting that same spot as you finished. Feeling you moan vibrate against his lips.
Rumi just sighed, nodding her head. Not wanting to know what the two of you were doing. She just hoped it was drugs, and only drugs. Even so, she didn’t even want that to happen. She swallowed, “Okay Honey, just be safe.” She looked at Victoria, seeing her on her phone.
“Is he there?”
Rumi smiled at her, nodded her head. “Yup.” Her voice was enthusiastic.
It made Victoria grit her teeth. “So, they’re fucking?” Her voice was laced with venom.
Rumi just smiled, giving her a look before continuing down the stairs. She didn’t care what Victoria thought, she cared about you. Rumi was going to get you.
Soon enough, she’ll be the one making you see stars.
You sighed into Keigo’s chest, melting into him. Your body was exhausted. It’d probably be good to work out more. Hawks looked at you, hand crawling into your hair. Then yanking it back, mouth pressing to your neck. “Lovely, I haven’t finished.” You blinked, some tears pearling at your eyes.
“I’m-“ you thickly swallowed,
“Are you tired?”
You meekly nodded, resting into his chest. Hands going under his shirt and feeling the skin underneath. Sighing as you felt your head throb slightly. He noticed, grabbing your face. “Alright, how about we switch.” His voice was soft, soothing the aching in your head. As much as you wanted to do what he proposed, you just- didn’t know what it was.
You nodded.
He smiled at you, “Atta’ girl.” You felt his hands on your waist, pulling you to the side and resting you on the bed. Shifting so he was on top of you.
Your head rested on your plush pillow, Keigo’s hands were propped at your side. He smiled at you, watching the way you relaxed into the bed. “Better?” You nodded dreamily, peering at him through your lashes. He kissed you quickly.
Keigo smiled at you. To be honest, this was his least favorite position. Missionary. He felt it was too intimate. Too loving and close for his taste. So, he never did it. He always made sure to keep a level of distance and clarity between him and the person he was fucking.
Didn’t want to give false hope.
But, you were different. You were so-
Intoxicating.
The way tears were pearling around your eyes, unsure whether they were full of pleasure or pain. Your small hand gripping onto his broad shoulders, your body so small and tiny compared to his. The inward gasp you took, trying to breath every time his cock so much as entered an inch into you.
Were you flexible?
He laughed.
He was about to find out.
He sat on his knees, grabbing the back of your thighs and pulling them up. Only a small stretch, making you look at him. Eyes wide with confusion and need. He could feel his eyes dilate. Watching the way he pressed your thighs to your chest. Your face was cringing with the big stretch.
He was just cooing at you. Telling how well you were taking his cock. How amazing you feel. How addicted he was going to get to your pussy. Watching the way he pressed his cock inside you, kissing your cervix. His cock shiny with your slick and watching it start pooling down your legs. His cock twitching with every thrust that went inside you. Your body jumping up and down, moans filling your room.
Your stockings were starting to fall down. Your face contorting into one of pure pleasure. Your pussy twitching around him, sucking him in every time he pulled out.
You on the other hand were trying to grab onto something. Just stabilize yourself.
Keigo was following after you. Groans leaving his mouth and eyes rolling to the back of his head. A pleasure shooting through his body every time his swollen tip hit your insides. So warm and hot. Gripping onto him and pulling him in. So slutty. He bit his lip, tilting his head back and swallowing a loud moan. He needed to stabilize himself.
He didn’t want this pleasure to end. Not yet.
“Grab your thigh.” He said through grit teeth, watching the way you druggly nodded. Clearly not understanding what the hell he just said. It was cute, just as it was incredibly annoying. Keigo reached for your hand, unclasping it from the bed. Then pressing it to the back of your thigh, making you grab it. Keeping it in place.
His free hand went to your bed frame. Using it as a assistance to fucking into you. The pace slowed down but the thrust increased in power. Making you roll your eyes back, your teeth biting into your bottom lip. You felt your back arch, toes curling as you shook your head. Frantically moaning.
“I-“ You felt your body twitch, while Keigo could feel you clench around him. It made him groan, moaning about how you felt.
Were you about to cum again?!
Well, that’s certainly an ego boost.
He wasn’t doing too much either. Yet, he found himself wanting too. The way you were babbling, tears falling down your face. Your bottom lip slightly swollen as he moved his hand down, rubbing it onto your sensitive and swollen clit.
It burned, the pleasure was too much. You closed your eyes, feeling your body relax as you finished again. His hand not stopping but slowing down. Watching the way the liquid you released coated his cock. Lubing it up more for his next assault.
He cockily scoffed, laughing at how you shakily breathed. Your thighs shaking as you slowly let go of your thigh. Completely going limp into your soft and comfy bed. The bedsheet stained with sweat.
His smile was mocking, almost loving.
As much as he loved making you finish.
He wanted to cum.
Fuck, he needed to cum. He could see the finish line.
“C’on, I need to cum.” He said, trying to hide the slight annoyance in his voice. You were perfect, too perfect. Keigo always lasted long. Given, this was the first time he felt this close within this short amount of time- but he wasn’t complaining. Just desperate to finish. He was so close, so very close. He could feel the build up in his abdomen. It was making him impatient. Desperate.
Keigo didn’t really like this effect you had on him. Yet, craved it all at the same time.
Yet, by the way your eyes were taking longer blinks, and your body was resting on the bed. He knew you wouldn’t have the energy to help him with that. He sighed, slicking his hair back with his hand. Looking at his cock still stuffed deep within you. He groaned, finding himself smiling. It was annoying, yes. Nonetheless, he didn’t care.
If you were any other bitch, he would. However, not with you. He adored you. He was going to treat you well and perfectly. Just, not right now.
His hands flipped you over, your chest pressing to your bed. Your head resting on your pillow as his hands went to your waist. Pulling your ass up.
Keigo’s hands rubbing over the fat of your ass. Before pulling your chest up, talking into your hair. “Okay, you don’t need to do anything.” He hummed, trying to keep you relaxed. You just softly hummed in repose, eyes still shut as your body yelled at you to sleep. You were exhausted. So tired and your muscles were burning.
Keigo pressed kisses into your shoulders, his golden eyes closing and enjoying the heaviness of your body. The way you were so trusting of him, the way you shouldn’t be. He kissed the back of your neck, letting you down into the pillows again. His knees resting in the plush of your bed. His large hand wrapping around your waist, holding you up as he pushed the tip of his cock into your abused cunt. You groaned, head engulfed into your white pillow.
He smiled, doing the same motion from before. This time, looking to find a spot he’d been abusing not too long ago. Watching the way his cock entered and left you. The way your lips split open, taking his entire length within you. White slick stretching and pulling with every thrust and pull from his body. Tummy bulging with his significant size and strength.
You were just moaning into the pillow, tear catching into the sheet and pooling together. Drool pooling down your mouth and collecting together, leaving a stick and gross mess into your pillow. Probably not as gross as the liquid under you and Keigo. When suddenly, you felt your body go white. TV static covering your vision as Keigo hit a particular spot deep within you.
Keigo knew he hit you g-spot by the way you constricted around him. Your body tensed and moved for a moment, only a moment.
Keigo laughed at you, enjoying the way you were limp. Allowing him to do whatever he wanted with your abused body. Desperate to stop the blinding pleasure you were experiencing. Every thrust hitting the perfect and spongy spot within you. Making you see stars for a moment.
He smiled, hand pressing on the small of your back. Making you deepen your arch, hitting that spot you grew to love. The tip of his cock hitting it perfectly, your cunt twitching around him.
His hand moved to the headboard of your bed. Using it to better fuck you. His thrust increased in power, hitting your cervix perfectly. God, it hurt in the best way possible.
And suddenly, he was about to finish. Dirty words spewing out of his mouth. “Dirty girl.” He said, “Such a dirty fucking slut.” His laugh made you drool into your pillow, “Taking my fat cock like a good bitch.” You sobbed into your pillow, the deep coil tightening and growing in your belly. Same followed with Keigo. “Good girl.”
His hand slithered to your clit again, the burning sensation returning as you just felt your body relax. Yet, it didn’t stop. His thrust continued to hit that spot. Keigo didn't slow down or increase. Just continued that motion and speed as he continued to fuck you. Your pussy squirting onto him, making it easier for him to continue. His pace increased.
“Shit- fuck! I’m going to cum,” his voice was battling with moans. A kiss pressed into your back as his hips stuttered. His tongue licking a strip up your back, biting onto your shoulder. Enjoying the way you cried out. Before quickly speaking, “I’m going to cum, fuck- I’m going to cum in your pussy.” His voice was higher than normal, almost whiney. You just nodded, fucked out.
He pressed his cock into you, letting your pussy swallow his cum. The white thick, warm liquid, spewing into your tight pussy. Yet, his assault continued only for a while. Fucking you while he finished. Finally, he leaned his head back- letting out an exhausted groaning.
Keigo thickly swallowed, taking in a shaky breath as he pulled out. Observing as the white cum drooled out of your abused and sensitive pussy. Laughing as he pulled his hair back, closing his eyes for a moment.
Keigo smiled at you, laying down in your comfy bed.
You moved your head to him, a weak smile making him chuckle.
“Feelin’ good?”
You nodded giggling, “yeah..” Your voice was soft as you pressed a soft kiss onto his cheek.
He lovingly smiled at you, wrapping his arms around your waist, resting you on his chest. Your chest slowly rising then falling, relaxing against him. You looked up, looking at him. “Is this going to happen again?”
Keigo didn’t say anything for a moment, just blinked.
“Yeah, I think it will.” His voice was- different. A tone you’ve never heard before. It made you smile, nodding your head into his chest.
Your eyes got heavier, darkness surrounding you. Soon enough, soft sighs were leaving your mouth. Indicating you fell asleep. It took Keigo awhile to notice, but once he did he huffed.
It felt like a hit in the chest. Guilt pulling into his head. Maybe he should’ve held back a little more. Been more aware of how sensitive you were, inexperienced. Been a little more kind and loving. Also, you know- not cum inside of you.
Shit, he should’ve thought about that more.
Keigo wasn’t going to worry about that right now. He just wanted to take a little nap with you in his chest. The events that just occurred repeating in his head.
Besides!
Plan-B will be one of the many things he buys you once you two are together.
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❥ Authors note:
So, this is like the first smut I posted here- I genuinely don’t know if it’s good or not! But, I really hope you enjoy it.
If you have any pointers or little tips to help me, please send them my way!!
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