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even though, you two have always hated each other’s guts, you’ve never been in each other’s way during work. you both don’t speak much while fighting but still cooperate almost perfectly.

but the snarky comments return the moment the trash beast starts disintegrating.

“can’t believe you’re still able to keep up, old man” you look at him over your shoulder. honestly, he doesn’t even look that old but you just like calling him that to piss him off.

he puts one hand on his pocket and another, holding his unbreaker against his shoulder. “huh? were you speaking or a trash beast? oh wait, what even is the difference anyway.” he laughs under his breath, looking down at you.

you grit your teeth “you-!”

he hovers his hand around his ear and bends slightly, “you tryna say something? sorry, can’t hear you from down there.”

well you were definitely shorter than him but it’s his for being built like a damn pole! before you could say anything, the supporters come back with the car.

he’s literally isn’t your type nor you are his’. there was a time when you were both reporting back to semiu and she jokes about you two being lovebirds for always being at each other’s throats.

“hah?!” your face contorts in annoyance.

“who would even like him, he’s not even my type!”

“who would even like her, she’s not even my type!”

you both say it in sync and look at each other. you cross your arms at him, “oh shut up, shit-head.”

“you know, you’re less unlikeable when your trashy mouth is shut.”

you grab his collar and bring his face down to your level. “i would rather be a trash beast’s food than be liked by you!”

semiu just sighs in exasperation and always ends up stopping you two. it really was like a cat and dog relationship when it came to you both.

——

recently, trash beasts started to appear more near the cities. you assumed it was because of the abduction of rudo, along with the other cleaners with him which happened a couple days back.

you, enjin, rudo, zanka and riyo were sent to some deserted location for investigation of the rapid appearances of the trash beasts.

when everyone was observing the place, some while later, everyone started to fall and eventually got separated due to the trembling of the infrastructure.

and lucky you. you got stuck with the person you least wanted to. you desperately try to look around for another presence but it’s only you, him and the rubbles.

you tried not to show the annoyance in your face. enjin hits the floor with the tip of his umbreaker and sucks his teeth. “ugh, how under did we fall?”

you were annoyed. by the situation you’re in. by him. then how did you get into a situation where you’re now stuck in a locker like congested place? well, when you both were desperately trying to find a way out, using your jinkis, the trembling started again. debris falling, you don’t know about him but you definitely got hit and became unconscious.

when you woke up, the ceiling was way too near. weird. you were moving your hand to find your jinki but when you couldn’t feel it anymore, you immediately try to sit up just to get your forehead hit by the ‘ceiling’. then you hear a laugh and that’s when you turn your head towards the noise, lying back again. it’s him.

enjin put his hand over his hand trying to control his laughter. “there’s no way, you’re that dense.”

thats when you start to notice that the ceiling wasn’t too near. you were stuck in what looks like a big locker with no door in sight. you bang at the ceiling desperately. “what the fuck?! where are we?!”

enjin blatantly speaks, putting both his arms under his head. “dunno”

you almost wanted to hit him because of his so carefree demeanour. “where’s your umbreaker?! use it and get us out!”

“so demanding, trashy princess.”

“huh?!”

“i don’t have it with me. think ‘dat lil earthquake got it separated. or maybe the raiders are involved too, which’s why we’re stuck in this now.”

great. both of you don’t have your vital instruments.

you exhale audibly, “how the fuck are you so carefree?!”

he turns his head slightly, with a sarcastic smug face. “you should try it sometimes too, it’s called staying calm.”

just when you were about to reply, he continues. “besides, what’s panicking gon’ do anyways?”

you suck up your anger, because he is right. panicking won’t do anything but drain your energy. you wish you could just punch out of this shitty congested place but unfortunately you weren’t really that physically gifted. without your vital instrument, you actually didn’t have strong strength.

you huff, “my day just couldn’t get any worse. now i’m stuck with a shit-head. i just wanna get out of this place!”

“geez, do you ever shut up?”

you turn at him. “oh i would, if-” suddenly the world moves upside down. well, its obviously the box you’re in which got moved. and because of it, enjin is now on top of you. he uses his arm to support his weight so that you don’t get crushed by his body.

for a moment, you were silent but then you groaned, “fuck, get off me! you-!”

then the world turns upside down again and your bodies shift due to the movement. a roar could be heard outside, probably of a trash beast. you were lying on your chest, your head striked up at the noise.

you didn’t even notice until you heard a grumble beneath you, that this time you were on top of him. his face was buried under your..chest!?

your body jolts and you almost shriek, “you-!” you immediately move, now your face is facing him instead of your.. chest. your eyes squint at him as your body squirms, “you fuckin’ per-!”

but he quickly covers your mouth with one hand and the other resting at your waist, pushing it down against him and to stop your squirming. “shh, y/n.”

and you shut up too. it’s not usual for him to call you by your name unless it’s really serious. he moves his head to the side, trying to observe the sound.

i guess staying silent for a while has its perks too because right now, you’ve come to finally notice alot of his features as you were staring down at him. like how his hands are literally as big as your face, how there is a scar on the side of his head caused by who knows what. he never really talked about it. you realised his other hand placement too, it almost made your body shudder but you kept your cool. looking up close, enjin was actually really attractive, you couldn’t lie.

you also notice the ink on his neck too which continues further but gets hidden by his clothing. now that you think about it, you’ve never seen him shirtless. how far does the tattoo continues? how would he look shirtless?- your thoughts are snapped back when you hear a familiar creaking noise, it was from enjin’s choker.

enjin moves his hand from your mouth to his choker and you hear zanka from the other end.

“wahh!! finally! i was trying so hard to reach you, enjin.”

“have you found the others?”

“well, except y/n. riyo and rudo are with me.”

enjin looks at you for a second before looking away again. “oh, huh. she’s with me.”

“okay but where are you?! we found your vital instruments and got worried that maybe you two..- forget it.”

“we’re actually stuck in some sort of big box?” enjin moves his other hand to bang above.

“wait. do that again. i think i can hear you.”

enjin bangs harder this time and in a few minutes, you both hear all three of them calling out your names. this time you help in banging too and they notice it right away.

“enjin?! y/n?!” zanka shouts.

you both respond, shouting back.

“okay.. move aside, i’ll get you out of there!” zanka starts pointing his stick to that box and proceeds to destroy one side.

and right away too, enjin moves his body to the side along with you. was he.. shielding you? before you can think more, the box breaks and you guys get out of it.

riyo comes to you and asks you if you were alright as you take back your vital instrument from zanka.

you guys immediately get back to the headquarters, wasting no time. during the drive back, everyone start sharing of what happened and that it was a trash beast who had a vital instrument with its core. but you were quiet, only humming and responding in short words. when riyo asks you onto why you were so quiet, you just brushed her off saying you were tired.

but the truth was, you were just replaying what happened between you and enjin in your mind over and over.

after reporting back and freshening up, you were on your way to the cafeteria for dinner. thats when you overhear something coming from the door beside you.

the door was slightly ajar, you were curious so you went ahead and peeked through. it was zanka, enjin and semiu.

“i don’t get it, you could’ve literally just punch that box yourself and get out. why didn’t you?” zanka was standing, confused.

while enjin was on a sofa, leaned back. one arm behind his head and another hand holding his cigarette as he takes a puff. “huh? didn’t feel like it.”

semiu sat on a chair, reading her usual ‘magazines’ “or maybe, it’s because of y/n” she shrugs, her eyes still glued on the paper.

enjin almost chokes, “wha—” then he clears his throat “dunno’ what you’re talkin’ about”

you step back, rewinding whatever you witnessed in your head. he could’ve just gotten you two out but he didn’t? why? because of.. you? nah. there’s no way. hah.. right?

later that night, when you finally got to bed. you noticed you were feeling weird. you were acting weird even. during dinner, you would look over to enjin alot. hopefully he didn’t catch on to that or else he would make fun of you. you were starting to feel something weird in your chest whenever you thought of him. or even feel your face heating up when you remembered the way he put his hands on you.

were you..actually starting to like him?! no- no- theres no way, you think to yourself as you laugh under your breath. you then just shrug it off, thinking everything will go back to normal tomorrow as you drift to sleep.

you were deadass wrong. every time you saw enjin, you would feel your heart flutter. you couldn’t even get yourself to be creative with your usual exchange with him. you really could just muster up a scoff or roll your eyes at him because inside, your heart was literally jumping like anything.

in your eyes, he started to look so attractive to you, oh god. you hated it. why does he suddenly look so hot? why do you suddenly want him so bad? you were starting to hate the way felt around him so you finally decided to distance yourself from.

yeah.. thats right! the feeling will eventually go away. now you just need to make sure to keep strict distance from him.

and so you started to slowly keep minimum interactions to no interactions at all.

but enjin isn’t dumb. at first, he thought it was your usual ignorance but he began to notice it wasn’t ignorance. it was avoidance.

the way you would quickly eat your food and leave the cafeteria whenever he entered, the way you would quickly walk off when you noticed him, even while chatting with someone. the way you wouldn’t even throw your usual insults at him. hell, you wouldn’t even look at him anymore. it ticked him off.

he really couldn’t understand why you were acting that way. he first assumed maybe you were mad at him but the way you are, if you were really mad at him, you would just grab his collar and throw some insults at his face. he couldn’t stop thinking about you, did he do something? why were you really avoiding him that much? he had to know what was really on with you.

——

after your cleaning duty ended early, you quickly make your way to your room. and also looking out for enjin to avoid him at all cost.

after you reach, you close your room’s door behind and put your vital instrument on the small table right beside your door without even looking further into your room due to exhaustion.

you stretch your arms, sighing. then a voice catches you off guard.

“gon’ tell me what’s wrong?”

you jolt, turning to the source of sound immediately. your voice trembles, barely coming out as a whisper.

“en- ..enjin—?”

you didn’t even notice him sitting on your bed, now standing up and slowly walking towards you.

your first instinct was to leave—to run away. you didn’t wanna face him. you couldn’t face him.

you quickly turn to the door, moving your hand to the knob but enjin is just as quick as you, strongly pressing his palm on the door, right at the level of your head, making you unable to make your escape.

he was right behind you, his other hand joins. now, caging you between him and the door. your grip tightens at the door knob, you couldn’t think of what to do next.

“y/n,” his tone was serious yet still soft, “look at me.”

you slowly turn, still unable to face him. your eyes were glued on the floor and your heart beat started pacing. suddenly, it felt like all the feelings you had suppressed, started to come out all together at once.

“i said look at me.” his tone was more demanding now. the vibration of his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

then you finally muster up the courage to look at him, trying not to spill your emotions, you bluntly say, “why are you in my room?”

“you know exactly why.” he was quick to respond.

“i don’t. i’m tired right now. can you leave?” you break off the eye contact, looking to your side.

“no.”

“—not until you answer why you’ve been acting like this.”

you raise an eyebrow, “like what? i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

enjin’s eyebrows furrowed while staring down at you, why were you pretending to not know what he‘s talking about? but he was still patient with you. “avoiding me ‘nd all. you think i didn’t notice?”

you were silent.

“you think i didn’t notice the way you always finished your food quickly when i entered the cafeteria? or the way you would leave a room whenever i showed up? the way you don’t throw insults at me anymore whenever i’m even 5 feet near you? hell, you don’t even look at me anymore. you hate me that much, huh?”

your heart reacts when he says ‘hate’. of course you don’t hate him. the way you felt for him is way beyond that.

“i…don’t hate you.” you mutter. fidgeting with the hem of your outfit, your eyes glued to it.

“then why all this? hm?” he bends, his face coming close to yours.

“..i—” you heave.

“i’m not leaving until you tell me.”

“what’s wrong?” “why?”

why? why? why? the constant questioning starts making you restless and your head hurt. your eyebrows furrow in frustration and then, you finally burst. taking in a long breath, closing your eyes shut as you burst out.

“FUCK! IT’S BECAUSE I LIKE YOU, DAMN IT!”

for a while, it felt amazing. to finally let your true feelings out. you could feel the adrenaline rush in you as your heart raced fast.

you slowly open your eyes to look up and see enjin’s reaction. and to your surprise, he was no longer caging you. his hands were to his side with his back now straightened as he looked at you, surprised. then he suddenly bursts out laughing,

“what the- so that’s it?” as he’s trying to contain his laugh.

your face was heating up with embarrassment, was he seriously laughing at your feelings?! you felt like you shouldn’t have said anything at all and the urge to just punch him in the face was just burning in you to the point you didn’t even realise you started tearing up.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘THAT’S IT’?! ugh! i knew i shouldn’t have said anything, you assh..—”

in a blink, he grabbed your chin and pulled you into a kiss. shutting you up.

huh?

what?

did he just kiss you? why? your brain actually stopped. you couldn’t understand why—

he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. you stared blankly at his face. he was smiling with a softened gaze on you, wiping the fallen tear off your cheek with his thumb.

“i wasn’t laughing to ridicule your feelings…” he mutters, staring into your eyes.

“i’m just glad.. it’s not something seriously bad for which you seriously stopped talking to me.” he caresses your face, putting a strand of your hair behind your ear.

‘glad’? why? what the hell was happening?

“..what?” you mouthed, barely a whisper.

he chuckles at your reaction. finding it cute. “in other words, i like you too, trashy princess.”

when you heard his words, your heart started pounding so fast that it felt like it was gonna come out of your mouth. did he really just say that?

all you could manage was a ‘huh?’ as the heat crept up on your neck.

enjin repeats, this time emphasising each word. “i said, i. like. you. that better, hm?”

since you weren’t responding, he speaks up again. “i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t mean to make you cr—euughh!” you had punched him in his stomach.

you let out a relieved sigh, “now i feel better.”

he clenches the place where you had knuckled him, “g-guess, i deserved t-that..”

“well, since you have your answer now. you can leave.” you start walking past him but he catches your wrist, pulling you to his chest, pressing you against him.

“pushing me away already, baby?” he teases, in a low, raspy tone. grazing his thumb against your bottom lip.

you look up into his eyes, blinking. “w-well…i need to f-freshen up—”

“there’s no need for that.” and he crashes his lips onto yours. you mumble his name during the kiss, but he just deepens the kiss. his one hand holds your face and the other starts roaming around your body, slipping in and making contact with your bare skin which makes you shudder.

he pulls away and start peppering your jaw with kisses, slowing moving to your neck. he grips the back of your head, tangling his big hands into your hair to get a better angle, then he starts lapping his tongue against your neck, sucking on the skin. at the same time, he moves his hand from your hair and now gripping around your waist.

you tremble, unconsciously titling your head to give him more access. “e-enjin…—”

your hand grips at his red sweatshirt. you whine when you feel his other hand, caressing the fabric of your bra and then—he grabs one of your breasts, squeezing it, making you yelp.

enjin hums, his voice vibrating against your neck. “yeah, keep making those cute noises, princess.”

he latches off your neck and attacks your lips again, swallowing every whine of yours. you wrap your arms around his tattooed neck, occasionally gripping and he puts his hands over your thighs, slightly pushing them to lift you. you understand and jump and he catches you immediately. carrying you like weighted nothing as you also wrapped your legs around his hip, your cunt grazing his growing boner.

after you guys reach the bed, he breaks the kiss quickly as he gently throws you on it. hurriedly joining you. he wastes no time on getting your clothes off. “fuck. wan’ taste you s’bad.”

he’s so impatient. but you’re no better. the moment you’re fully bare, you pull on his sweatshirt shyly.

“y-you too.”

enjin chuckles, “of course. anything for m’lady.” he pulls his sweatshirt off in one go, tossing it somewhere on the floor.

and that’s when you finally got to see him shirtless. your lip parts as your eyes follow every muscle, every ink, every design. like you’re engraving it in your mind. honestly, you were totally drooling at the sight. you knew enjin had muscles cause, duh, he’s strong but not this defined and toned.

enjin notices right away and teases, “better than you imagined, huh?”

you abruptly yelp a ‘yes’ which surprises enjin. so you’ve been fantasising about him?

“shit- can say the same for you too, baby.” he hovers over your body, kissing your neck, your collarbones and following it down right between valley of your breasts. he toys with one of your nipples with his finger while the other is getting kissed and licked. then he suddenly puts it in his mouth, playing with your nipple with his tongue while his hand pinches the other. “s’fucking perfect.”

you whine and whimper at the pain and pleasure you’re experiencing. cursing under your breath.

he finally lets go of your nipple with a ‘pop’ sound, looking at you as his hand starts moving down to your abdomen—to your pulsating cunt.

“y’know.” his index and ringer finger start playing with your pussy lips, spreading them open to press his middle finger on your clit which makes your body jolt. he pauses and chuckles when he notices how wet you were. “shit baby, you’re this wet just by kissing?”

you pout, “don’t t-tease…, shit head.” he laughs under his breath, your reaction were so fucking adorable to him.

“that day…when we were stuck in that stupid place, seeing you under me like that…” he continues, as he starts moving slow circles, making you hitch under your breath. “it was so fuckin’ hard to keep my dick calm.”

“knew it was wrong.” his index finger now joins, very slowly quickening his pace on your clit. “-wrong to think about you like that but fuck. you’re so hot. wanted to fold you and take you right there.”

now his fingers move down, to toy with your aching hole. “and then the next second, your perfect tits were on my face. these perfect tits.” he leans down to pepper kisses on them.

he was teasing you so much and you were starting to grow really impatient to the point you were moving your hips unconsciously to feel him inside you. “f-fuck, stop teasing…”

enjin smirks, watching you desperately try to grind yourself on his fingers. “impatient, are we?”

you just wanted something inside, your walls were clenching around nothing. “p-please…”

fuck. the way you were begging went straight to his dick. he slowly starts sliding his middle finger in and your warm, gummy walls were already sucking him in, easily.

he was agonisingly slow. pushing his inked finger in and out and making you whine. he then adds his index finger, this time stretching you out.

he hisses, “fuck, you’re s’tight. squeezing m’fingers like that.”

he started moving his fingers in you, curling it just right and making you moan. it didn’t take him long to find your sweet spot. every time he pushed his fingers, it hit your g-spot. you were frowning at the sensation—pleasure.

as if his fingers weren’t stimulating you enough, he pressed his thumb on your clit and started rubbing it. all you could do was grip the sheets and curse under your breath as he works his hand and whispers dirty things into your ear.

“this pussy’s singing f’me, baby.”

“you’re loving this, aren’t you? me playing with your pussy? by the guy you despised so much? now look at you. soaking my fingers and making a mess everywhere, s’pretty.”

“yeah, keep making those noises f’me.”

he quickened his pace and it didn’t take long for you to reach your high. not when he was stimulating you like crazy. you winced every time he curled his fingers to hit your g-spot.

“m’close, …enjin—ha…ah—” your hand moves to grip his muscular, tatted bicep. lightly digging your nails into his skin. it barely felt like a tingle to him. you were quivering and your heart paced fast, heat radiating from your body.

but just when you were about to come—he stops, you groan, glaring at him. “w-why’d you stop…?”

“wan’ you to cum in my mouth, baby. need to taste you s’bad.”

he moves down slowly, placing kisses on your stomach—to your abdomen and now to your puffy clit. and then licking a long stripe over your aching cunt, making your thighs shiver.

he started to rub circles on your clit with his tongue and sucked on it before shoving his tongue in, lapping up your insides and eating you out. he grumbles into your pussy, the vibrations reaching your spine.

“you—mhmm—taste s’good, s’sweet” he was literally making out with your pussy, slurping up all your juices. your soppy wet walls wrapped around his fat tongue, the way your cunt throbbed every time his nose pressed against your clit.

the sounds were so lewd and so obscene, it was filling the room along with your moans. if anyone had been passing by your door, you were sure the squelches would be loud enough to give away what was happening in the room. you were throwing your head back, eye lids closing on their own.

he pulls away, looking up at you. “look at me.” and you do, forcing your eyes open, squinting at him. “gooood girl, now watch me as i eat you out, m’kay?”

you didn’t even respond, you just gripped his hair and shoved him down in your pussy. he was surprised but you could feel him smirking, he proudly started to eat you out again.

he was loving every second of it, every inch of you, every sound you made, even the grip you had on his hair. he began to slowly grind him his hips against the bedsheets, trying to relieve himself. he was gripping your inner thighs so hard, it probably was gonna leave a handprint there.

“fuck—fuck—fuck… m’so close…en-enjin—” your grip tightens and your back arches as you feel your high again. you were bucking your hips onto him.

“d-don’t stop…” you began shivering. “o-ohh—” you started cursing under your breath, your voice breaking as you moan.

“thaaats it, baby. come on my tongue,” he coos, moving his thumb back to your clit.

and in the next moment, you cum. you couldn’t even utter a word as your eyes rolled over your head. all you could do was moan his name and whimper. blood rushing and filling your veins in pure ecstasy, making you feel light-headed.

enjin licked you clean, drinking every drop of your cum, not wasting anything. after he’s done, he gets up to kiss you, shoving his tongue in and making you taste yourself. “you did s’good, baby.” you just hum softly, with a half-lidded gaze.

after a while, when you’ve calmed down. you notice enjin pulling your blankets and unfolding it.

“what are you doing?” you stare at him, confused.

“you must be tired, right? rest up,” he smiles, placing the fabric over your bare body.

“and what about you?” you elbow yourself up.

“oh, me? i’ll go check up on zanka and rudo and then–”

“no.” you interject. “i meant…that.” you eye at the bulge in his sweats.

he understood what you were implying and chuckles under his breath. “it’s okay, babe. we’ll do it some other time. got no rubber on m’right now.” he holds your chin, bringing it close to him to kiss your forehead.

you frown, “i don’t care.”

enjin sighs, running his hand through his hair “that’s not how it works, princess.”

he made you feel so good and now he was just gonna leave with his painfully hard dick? you weren’t gonna let that happen. hell, you couldn’t even care less about some protection.

“so you’re just gonna get cold feet without fucking me?”

enjin blinks, “fuck. i want to but–”

“please.” you look up at him, with pleading eyes. the covers slipped off your body, revealing your tits. your nipples were turning hard due to the cold air brushing against them. “please, enjin”

your pleading was only making the situation worse. your words went straight to his already hard dick—and he was trying sooo hard to keep his gaze fixated on your eyes. he was really thanking heavens for peripheral vision cause he could still shamelessly stare at your tits indirectly.

“you sure?—”

“YES.” you respond immediately, “please enjin, wan’ you so bad—wan’ your cock—pleeease—i want you to fuck me—i need you to fuck me.” even you were surprised to what you were saying, you might as well be ovulating right now because you really wanted him bad.

enjin was surprised, the way you were actually begging like an absolute slut right now. he didn’t think you had that side of yours. so freaky—and he wasn’t minding it all. instead he was actually more intrigued by this new side of yours.

enjin licks his lips, “hard to say no when you ask this nicely—”

he grabs one of your tits, crashing his lips onto yours. he squeezes them hard making you yelp and he takes that opportunity to shove his tongue in. “wanna be my cockslut that bad, hm?”

then he breaks the kiss and quickly starts taking his sweatpants off, leaving him in his black boxers.

your mouth hung open, eyes wide open at the sight of his—gulp. he was big. holy fuck. waayy bigger than you thought. your eyes were following the shape of his dick print on his boxers.

enjin notices your reaction and chuckles, “keep that mouth hang open any longer and you’ll actually start drooling, princess.”

honestly, you were actually drooling without even seeing his dick yet. and suddenly something flashes in your mind.

one time when you were talking to semiu, talking about what kind of man gives big dick energy.

enjin overheard you two and joined, “i’m sure they all got good personalities, cmon.”

you rolled your eyes at him and scoffed, “oh shut up, i’m sure you got a small dick too.”

you were smiling inside, you probably hurt his ego real bad cause it’s true but to your surprise he was not at all offended, instead, he had a smug look on his face.

you blink, trying not to give away your surprised reaction and rolled your eyes at him again. he was just bluffing…for sure, …right?

and now that you’re seeing it with your own eyes—he wasn’t bluffing at all!

“wanna do the honours?” his fingers grazing at the band. you move, fingertips fumbling his waist band, you look up at enjin and he’s smirking down sleazily at you, watching your every movement. “go on,”

and you pull down his boxer—finally freeing him. his dick springs out immediately, also hitting your cheek before hitting his abdomen. red angry tip, already glistening in dripping hot precum. not only enjin was so long—but he was juuuust as thick, with enough veins at the right places.

“too small, eh?” and it seems enjin hasn’t forgotten that day as well. small? fuck no. you knew enjin was teasing you about that. you didn’t even realise how dry your mouth was until you gulped. “there’s n-no way, that’s gonna fit—”

he fully pulls off his boxers and starts leaning, laying your head properly on the pillow. he already positions himself and spreading your thighs apart, folding you into a mating press. “no–no–no. no running away now, princess.”

“you asked for this.”

“w-wait—mmmhp..!” he started rubbing his tip at your entrance, making your breath hitch.

he pressed your thighs more, making your knees touch your chest as he started to line himself. “we’ll make it fit, m’kay baby?” he coos, kissing your cheek.

you nod, and then—he pushes the tip in making you both hiss. by the time he put his whole tip in—he was out of breath. his eyebrows furrowing at the sensation – you were just so hot and soft. the way you were squeezing him so tight, he swears he was gonna cum right then.

“fuuuck, squeezing me s’tight. you tryna kill me?”

you nearly choked at how just his tip was stretching you out so much.

he slowly starts pushing himself more into your sloppy pussy, a sound of pleasure vibrating deep from his chest. he waited few moments each time he inserted an inch, making sure you were adjusting to his size.

the stretch was insane. your eyes began to shut and your eyebrows were frowning. you were literally gripping his tatted bicep so hard while your other hand went to cover your mouth to muffle your moans.

enjin notices and immediately holds your wrists to pin them above your head with one hand. “nah, don’t cover your pretty moans.”

when more than half his cock was in, he shoved the rest at once. filling you balls deep making him groan and suck his teeth. the bed dips as be rests his weight on top of your lower half.

your body jolts and you cry out, you were such a whimpering mess beneath him. you felt so full, clenching around him with your warm, gooey walls as his tip kissed your cervix making you squeal. “sh-shit, y-you’re so big–”

“oh ya, mama?” the deep sultry of his teasing voice making you even wetter. you were literally squeezing him as if you were trying to milk dry. he waits for awhile, letting you adjust before he starts pulling his cock out till the tip just to thrust it back inside. “fuuuckkk—you’re…s’t-tight”

enjin starts rutting his hips against you, pressing deep thrusts each time. the sound of skin slapping and wet squelches from your cunt was music to his ears. your voice cracking while moaning, telling him its too much and you couldn’t take it.

but he merely keeps going cause each time he pulled back, your greedy, sloppy pussy was swallowing him back like it belonged there. the pain from the stretch soon changed to pleasure, coiling something in your stomach. he moves his free hand to grab your face and kisses you deeply, swallowing all your whines.

“you– …you say you can’t take it, haaah, but look at you. takin’ me sooo well.”

“fuck.” and with a single hammering thrust, enjin’s forcing his swollen cock past all that slight resistance. his head falls, heaving out a shuddering groan.

his head was lolling but he still couldn’t stop his hips. he moved his hands to your thighs, pressing you down even more with his cock. each and every thrust made your stomach burn more and more. every slam of his hips, making you lose your mind. it was so intoxicating.

his dick was soo big, he hit your sweet spot without even trying. his red swollen tip was bruising your cervix. “o-ohhh..”

he looked at your fucked out state with half-lidded golden orbs which darkened at the sight of your watery eyes. you were looking like an angel to him, so pretty, so good.

you tighten around him even more as you started to feel your orgasm build up like a wall. your thoughts were long gone and you were just babbling out, the weird feeling in your stomach, close to breaking out. “sh-shit–shit–shit e-enjin you need to sto—” and before you could warn him, you cry out–squirting on his dick.

the clear fluid splashing out as he’s still thrusting into you, like a madman and then—he stops his hips, straightening his back to look at your spasming cunt. he was gasping—and you got worried immediately—did you just pee?—then he huffs, “fuck, baby—did you just squirt?”

you're bawling out from the euphoric pleasure and fear. “i- i’m sorry–”

“no–no–no–no, dont apologize, fuucck. why didn't you tell me you could squirt?”

you were confused but relieved he wasn't mad. “i... i d-didn’t know…”

enjin’s darting his eyes down to the thick little bulge that had started forming at your stomach - just the slightest movement of his mushroomy tip bumpin’ inside. and out. inside. and out. fuck. had he been missing out on this view for this long?

he's looking at you with a feral gaze, his golden orbs almost disappearing as he's pushing one hand down—to the bulge. “you can do that again, right? fuck, please. tell me you'll do that again.” he suddenly became just so desperate. you knew your answer wouldn't matter ‘cause he was determined to make you squirt on his dick again.

and then he’s pulling out and quickly turning you to your stomach, making your back arch up and pushing your head down to the pillow. you startle, at the sudden change in position—“what are you—”then enjin’s rubbing himself against your core before slipping his cock inside again, furiously-hard.

hips slamming against your ass, making you yelp at the sudden sensation of being stretched. he ruts into you, leaning into your ear. “need you–” thrust. “to–”thrust. “squirt again–” thrust. “cmon, ma”

your lips are quivering, legs shaking, wanting to fall any moment. all you could only muster up were sobs of pleasure, with your hands tightly clenching on the pillow.

he hisses, grabbing your ass. your syrupy walls were taking him so well. he slaps his hand onto one cheek, leaving a flushed mark. “ohh, ‘tis pussy’s singing f’me. you hear ‘dat?” he pulls your hair, making sure you were hearing the melodic noises of your soppy, wet cunt, sousing his cock.

embarrassment rose up to your cheeks, the sounds were so loud and so lewd. “o-oh my, h-hah…”

you didn’t even realise your legs were giving up and enjin wraps his hand around your belly, caressing the bulge that formed every time he pressed his hips against your ass. he was holdng your lower body up, angling it, to go deeper.

sweat built up on both your bodies. the slighty wet strands of enjin’s hair falling down to his forehead as he gripped your ass hard. he throw his head back, teeth gritting. he was getting close and so were you. again. he moves his hand from your ass to rub your pussy clit, rubbing circles on it. “f-fucck, m' gonna cummm.”

the nerves of your clit tingles from overstimulation, another orgasm rushing soon.

“yer’ gonna let me cum in tis’ pussy, yeah?” he slurs, “gon’ let me breed you, like the perfect cockslut you are f’me, huh?” oh. he was sooo pussydrunk.

his pace quickens and your eyes rolls to the back of your head with your mouth hang open, drool seeping out and getting absorbed by the fabric beneath you.

soon enough. he grabs you by your neck, angling your head to kiss you. you gasp and he takes that opportunity to shove his tongue, exploring every part of your mouth as his hips are ramming into you.

your head was spinning, rushing another trembling orgasm into you. you clench around his swollen cock, already coming. clear liquid splashing on his thighs and everywhere else – then with one last deep thrust, he’s groaning into your mouth. filling you up with his hot, thick ropes of cum, painting your velvety walls white.

he's swallowing all your whines, rutting his hips again in slow, deep thrusts. fucking his semen more deeply into you. you swear you can feel enjin’s warm cum trickle out at the very back of your throat.

he pulls away from your mouth to praise you with a half-lidded gaze, softly peppering your face with kisses. “such a good cockslut.”

he gently puts your lower body down to the mattress, removing his hand from your waist. he slowly pulls out, his cum leaking out of you which makes him suck his teeth at the view.

he spreads your ass with one hand and uses the other to stuff the dripping cum from your clit back into your fucked out cunt. he swears he feels his dick twitch and harden again when your pussy swallows his thick inked finger so lewdly.

“you alright?” you slowly move your head towards enjin, with eyes that failed to stay open and nod.

“good.” enjin has a mischievous smile on his face which you know, he was upto no good. you thought you guys were done. he was done. yeah, you thought. all your light-headedness goes away the moment you realise. “enjin, no—”

he wastes no time on pulling you off the bed and pressing you against the nearest wall, grabbing one of your thighs up and holding it up as he starts rubbing himself against your slit, the leftover cum coating his cock.

“i’m not even close to being done with you yet, princess.” he whispers into your ear in a deep, sultry tone that makes your knees weak and flips your stomach.

you are cursing in your mind. how the fuck does he have so much stamina? WHY the fuck does he have so much stamina? you just knew you had to give up the thought of walking properly tomorrow.

“you’re gon’ be a good girl and take my cock, right?”

“hm, baby?”

and FUCK why was he so good at talking you into it ‘cause you were easily falling into his trap. the way his tone is sooo perfect, making you wet with his just words, you believed that he was born to be a fucking, filthy dirty-talker.

“f-fine, but this is the las—” the moment he hears your approval, he’s driving his cock deep into you. you wince, putting all your weight on the wall-trying to hold onto it for support.

enjin’s fat cock bullies your cervix, each thrust somehow pinpointing each and every highest point of pleasure.

he’s babbling incoherently about his cock, how good it feels, how good you’re taking him. his thrusts are so mean it’s stealing your breath and makes your head loll.

your nails claw helplessly at the wall, sniffling and whimpering. your hands started to sweat, making it harder to stay connected to the wall. you blink up dazedly at him, conscious enough to formulate proper sentences. “enjin, ‘s too much—”

he’s gripping your inner thigh hard. “but look at this cute pussy swallowing me s’well.” he laughs, low and wicked as his cock drives into you again and again. the stretch of your muscles was getting to you—legs starting to get wobbly—knee shuddering and then enjin grabs you.

he wraps both his arms under your thighs, picking you up like you weighted nothing and wrapped your legs around his hip—still connected to you.

you immediately wrap one around around his neck, and the other on his big tatted bicep. stabilising yourself. his bicep was huge, his tricep prominent. he’s so big it fed your size kink like no other.

enjin smiled, watching you feel his muscle and then with no warning—his hands move up to your ass, gripping it hard as he’s rutting harshly into you again.

the moan you let out? absolutely pornographic.

“shiiiit, it feels that good?” he rumbles, thick fingers pressing bruises into your skin.

your lips quivered, “h-aah!—”

his thrusts get messier, sharper and he pants, “fuck, fuck—” you were clamping down on so well, gravity helping you impale deeper onto his dick. not only your pussy was clenching him, your legs wrapped around his hip was squeezing just as hard.

enjin was pounding your cunt so good, shovelling you with every inch of his thickened length, kissing your g-spot that made the nerves tingle just right. he’s driving you soo insane, you were splaying out the sluttiest expression right now. your pupils shape turning into heart eyes.

you rest your head onto his shoulder, whinning as hes drilling his cock into you. and it’s with a few more vulgar thrusts when another orgasm hits you, begging through choked-up sobs.

you hiccup, scratching and digging your nails onto his back. he hisses at the feeling and soon shudders, his mouth forming an 'o' when he feels you squeezing him, milking him. hot spurts of cum, filling you the brim.

another round follows—and then another—you guys go on for who knows—how long. you've lost count of how many times you came that your vision started to darken and your head completely stopped working.

.

.

.

you're fluttering your eyes open, being met with the ceiling. had you fallen asleep? the smell of tobacco infiltrates your nose and you feel something—wet? ...down your—oh. you look down to see enjin's mouth latched to your core, lapping up your insides with his tongue. he held one of your inner thighs while the other was holding his cigarette—which was almost finished-between his index and middle finger. oh what a sight it was. he was soo focused.

you shudder, calling out his name, no louder than a whisper. enjin hums into your pussy, raising his eyes to your surprised face. he pulls out his tongue from your hole and starts toying with your clit. “finally awake, huh?” that confirmed your question. so you did pass out.

you were so extremely sensitive right now. even the weakest flick from his tongue was making you see stars. “thought you wouldn't wake up 'till tomorrow.”

your eyes dart around the room, spotting the lamp on your nightstand turned on. how long had it been? your half-lidded gaze moves to the window—the outside which was bright and luminous was now completely dark.

you gasp when enjin’s slaps your sensitive clit, immediately looking at him, “eyes on me, ‘mama”

the cigarette on his hand was long gone and the bud tossed somewhere—you couldn't care less about.

he starts sticking out his tongue, licking a slow looong stripe of your slick which sent shivers down your spine. “you haven’t squirted on m’tongue yet, princess”

your eyebrows frowned, stuttering as you were pleading him. “p-please enjin, i c-can’t-“

“you can.”

you weren't even sure if you really could, you barely had any energy left in you and your throat was dry due to dehydration making you gulp every now and then.

he locks your thighs around his tattooed arms, lifting them up and burying himself between. enjin latches his fat tongue back on your puffy, overstimulated clit. a sound of satisfaction vibrating deep from his chest.

“fuucck, you're still leaking so much” he pulls back just to admire your hole, gaping with a gush of glistening slick. and next moment, he’s straight up gulping it while making the most lecherous slurping sounds with low, needy moan.

“s’sweet, jus’ so perfect f’me.” enjin didn't even care if he was eating some of his cum. the thought of drinking both of your fluids combined and having you squirt on his tongue was making him go feral.

if there way a feeling ten times more than overstimulation then that’s exactly what you were feeling. the constant suckling, the constant in–and–out of his fat tongue while hitting your g-spot was getting you close and closer to coming.

you throw your head back, shaky hand reaching to grip enjin’s wet, sweat-covered hair. you were literally tearing up as the coil in your stomach was burning.

and oh. he loved it when you tangled your cute fingers into his hair.

“yer’ close, aren’t ya?” he was still latched to your hole when he spoke so the vibration of his voice edged you even more.

breathy moans and curses were the only thing coming out of your mouth. his nose was nudging against your clit so good and his tongue was making your barely opened eyes roll.

you were trying so hard to move your legs but enjin kept them in place no matter what. his grip was so fucking strong. as you feel you high from overstimulation, you try to push him away but he stays unmoved, shoving himself more into your aching hole.

and then—you were gushing over his tongue. repeating his name like a mantra, you cry out, voice breaking as your back arched, whole body trembling. your heart was racing so fast-you were sure, your vision went almost blank again.

his chin was absolutely drenched with your glittery, sweet slick. he was slurpinggg it as if it was the best meal of his life.

enjin puffs out a snicker above your swollen folds—pwah! giving it one last kiss before lifting himself up and crawling to you.

“you were soo good, ‘ma” he pulls on a blanket covering your body. he gently kisses you on your forehead and pecks you on your lips before sitting up.

“let’s get you cleaned up, m’kay?”

a/n . sorry i got carried away

(BONUS)

meanwhile…

——

zanka spots rudo munching on sweets. “yo,”

“have you seen enjin?” he looks around the room, trying to spot the blond man.

“huh? no.” rudo replied, stuffing his face with the various delicacy of sweets.

zanka shouts, gripping his staff. “HEY! don’t eat too much again! or you’ll blow up like a balloon like last time.”

rudo barely nods as he continues stuffing his mouth.

zanka tuts at his reaction and sighs, crossing his arms. “geez, where is this guy?! he told me to meet up with him and he’s the one who doesn’t show up!?”

well about where enjin was and what he was doing… ahem.