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spring with nanami are spent in the park watching the birds fly nest to nest as you watch the trees glow and turn green as the winter melts away. new life is brought into the world as a small ring sits on your left hand which came into the world the winter by the fire and candlelight. Nanami shyly proposed in the soft morning light on Christmas morning with the ring tied to the new puppy he bought to keep you company while he was away on missions. you almost missed the ring as your eyes were solely focused on the cute puppy in front of you and pressing kisses to nanami’s face. till the puppy’s collar scratched you that you realize the ring attached. and now you sit on the wooden bench on a bright sunny morning watching as the clouds shift and nanami plays with bubbles in the park.

your eyes shift down to the ring wrapped in your finger feeling your lips lift up as you think about the man who gave it to you. you actually met nanami in the spring which makes it your favorite season. It was the season when everything changed and became new. The season brought warm smiles and the blossoming of a young love. Shared laughs were loudly passed between nights spent under the glowing lights and falling flowers. he held your held on your strolls through the park as you spoke of your future and what you want in life. spring held a special place in your heart as it was the season you fell in love with the simple blonde man who loved soft sweets and bread fresh from the bakery.

“dear are you alright ?” nanami’s voice broke you out of your trance as he stood next to you with bubbles laying quietly in the ground near your feet. you shake your head and scratch bubbles head as your heart warms thinking about how magical the rest of your life will be.

“I’m alright. Just thinking about how special spring is,” you reflect as nanami sits next to you with an hand on your back.

“spring is very special dear. it’s the season of new and life growing. it’s also the season I fell in love with you. the season my life changed for the better.”

tears prick your eyes as you shift your body to face his shining face. he wore his sunglasses today as the sun shined brightly on his face but you could still see his hazel eyes looking lovingly into yours. your heart bursts with warmth as a smile spreads across his lips with his hand grabbing your left that had the small green emerald on a silver band placing a peck on the ring.

“are you ready for the rest of spring love ?”

“more than you know. maybe next spring we will have one more to join our favorite season.”

spring was truly your favorite.

summer with nanami are spent taking all the vacations that you worked overtime for to get that PTO. it was also time for nanami to get the rest that he deserved. he had been working overtime that he hated in order to take the summer off to prepare for the new joy coming into your world in the next few months. You were barely showing but Nanami loved to see you show on your bump in the bikini that he chose for you. Showed everyone that you were his and that your family had finally begun. the family he thought he would never get. not until he met you. he knew as soon as he met you that he wanted everything he swore that he never wanted. a house full of little running feet and a dog who chews on everything. the little ones looking mostly like you since you hold all the beauty and have your sense of heart. he couldn’t wait to meet them.

this was also the time for the perfect image of a sunset wedding. you both decided to go off on your own and wed with no worries about anyone else. That’s what summers were for. They are for having no worries about the world around. Nanami didn’t care about a grand ceremony or reception unless it was something you wanted. But you both knew in your heart that this moment together finally joining the two of you together was just meant for you and Nanami.

“my love can you bring the sunscreen?” you ask nanami drawing him out of his mindless thoughts.

“Of course dear. Do you want some on your back?”

“Yes please!”

you lean forward on your towel as Nanami sits behind you. He presses a small kiss to your nape which makes you giggle before he squirts of sunscreen on your back.

You both bask in the silence as you listen to waves crash loudly on to the shore and the children giggling loudly in the background. your eyes shift over to them as your watch a small boy and his father build a sand castle together and another small boy and his mother build another right beside.

“You know that will be us someday, right? We will take them here every summer as pass down our memories and stories to them,” Nanami says quietly as he continues to rub on your back eventually rubbing some on your swollen stomach as his arms wrap around.

you sigh happily, “ I can’t wait to show them our favorite ice cream place! They are definitely going to think my flavor is the best! Oh! And show them how to find shark teeth!”

Nanami laughs loudly and he has you lean back on to him so he can spread more lotion.

“ of course dear but i will have you know they will think my flavor is the best.”

You gasp, “ they will not ! Orange sickle is the best for the summer not mint chocolate chip.”

He laughs more as his hands began to tickle your sides which causes small giggles to fly out of you. the sand between your toes begin to shake you squirm on the towel from nanami’s fingers.

summers are for warm memories and sound of silence as every worry slips away into the ocean and wind.

fall with nanami are spent pulling out the thick sweaters and autumn decor that was stored in the upstairs closet.

you brought in the fall spices as you both brought in the bags from the multiple stores that you dragged Nanami to. not that he would ever complain. his hands were going to be sore tomorrow but he could never say no to a smile like yours. he also knew these next couple of months were going to be difficult as your belly has gotten bigger almost making it harder for you to get comfortable. he would do anything to make sure these next couple weeks were easy for you he didn’t want you to feel one ounce of stress to hit your body. he set all the bags down on the floor as you rambled about all the new things you brought for the little one growing in you. Nanami leaned slowly against the counter as he stared at the way your smile reached the corner of your eyes. The way your nose scrunched as you remembered a moment that you weren’t fond of but was slowly washed away as you pulled out more from the bags surrounding you.

“ken, do you think we bought too much? what is we wasted money buying all this?” you asked loudly placing your hands on the apple of your cheeks.

Nanami slowly moved beside you and wrapped his arm around your waist. he rubbed small circles on your stomach as you leaned your head back on his shoulder. pressing a small kiss to your temple, Nanami could feel your shoulder relax with a loud breath leaving your lungs as he rounded his hands under your stomach to relieve your back of some weight.

“don’t worry about that dear. we will save it for the other ones,” he whispers mockingly in your ear. Your eyes widen with you head snapping toward his. He let out a chuckles watching the small line between your brows deepen.

“Ken! We haven’t had this one yet and you’re already thinking of more ?!” You explain softly to him.

he hums and continues holding onto your stomach as he feels your soft skin under his fingertips. he loved the feeling of his skin touching yours, especially like this. He could feel the warmth of your skin as it held your bundle of joy the one person he would love as much as he loved you. he smiled into your neck and moved his hand on top of yours as they lay on your stomach. he could feel the little one move below your hands as his heart warmed at the feeling that was swarming his body. nothing could prepare him for the love that grew every day for you and the one he hasn’t even met yet. He didn’t think he could love you more but here he was falling more and more in love with you as every day passed.

“of course dear. nothing I would want more than to spend the rest of our lives together, growing a little family, and seeing you till you have grays in your hair. I have always wanted at least two but whatever you are comfortable with dear. Just want to show our love through a little family,” he whispers into your ear.

you sniffle as you think about the multiple feet pattering around the kitchen as you make pumpkin pancakes and let the kids play with the leaves. as Nanami begins bringing out the coats and help you decorate for Halloween. fall is time for slow, emotional moments that plant in your mind till the winter brings on the past, soulful moments.

“I want that too!” You cry loudly as your turn and sob into nanami’s shoulder. He chuckles and pats the back of your head. He smiles into your hair and he thanks his lucky stars that he met you that spring morning on the way to his favorite bakery. Then falling in love with you as summer began to blister down with fall bringing you two closer as he brought you more into his home with you making your way into his heart. by winter you were in his home adding your love into each corner on the walls till it was filled with enough that is could burst.

this winter a new session of seasons with come and go but the love will stay and grow even as the ground grows cold. you and Nanami will never grow cold as long as the fire in your heart burns like the amber that burns in the fireplace every winter.

✿ ushiko inc. all rights reserved. do not copy, steal, repost on any social media, or plagiarize

surely it won’t be that bad. all you have to do is not speak to her—not too difficult, given that it’s a large class and this professor doesn’t really do small group discussion. if you just keep your head down and mind your business, everything will be fine, right?

wrong. 

kaiser doesn’t like to be ignored. not that you’re ignoring her—you can’t really do that when she hasn’t spoken to you at all—but it’s obvious you’re avoiding her. you sit as far away from her as possible, always avert your eyes and busy yourself with something when she enters the classroom, and you never glance in her direction the entirety of the lecture, scurrying out of the room the second it’s finished. 

you don’t realize that such meek behavior is what will catch a predator’s attention in the first place.

it’s the start of the third week, a few minutes before class starts, when kaiser leans halfway across the table and into your space. 

“hey, maus,” she says, angling her head so she’s right in your line of vision. 

you startle a little, and she snickers at your reaction. 

“jumpy little thing, hm?” she tilts her head to the side in a way that feels mocking. your stomach twists with anxiety. she nods at your laptop and asks, “do you have a charger i could use?”

“oh, uh—” you glance at her laptop, checking if it’s the same charging port. “yeah, sure,” you answer, and rummage through your bag to get your charger out. “here.”

her fingers brush over yours in a way that’s too precise to be accidental when she takes it from you. you pull your hand back just a little too fast, earning another laugh from her. 

you grit your teeth as you stare at the front of the room, where the professor is getting set up. it’s going to be a long semester. 

by the sixth week, you’re fed up with her toying around with you, and you decide to show up to class a few minutes after the time she usually shows up—and sit in a different spot, all the way across the classroom. 

a bold move on your part, one that you’ll surely pay for.

now you’ve turned it into a chase. it’s a constant guess of when you should show up, and eventually, it reaches the point where you’re sliding into a seat with mere seconds to spare just so you can avoid her showing up after you and sitting beside you. 

by the eighth week, she breaks the unspoken rule of your little game and approaches you outside of the classroom.

you’re scrolling through your phone and loitering in a hallway close to your class, waiting for minutes to turn into seconds before the bell rings, when you feel an arm wrap around your shoulder. you can see the black-ink vines wrapping around it in your peripheral, and immediately go rigid in response.

“fancy catching you here, maus,” she says in that tone that sends chills down your spine. you glance up at her to see her smirking down at you. “how about we walk to class together?”

you stop trying to avoid sitting next to her—it’s inevitable that she’ll find you, somehow, no matter where in the building you’re hiding. 

but it’s far too late to undo the damage your decision has done, as it seems you’ve opened pandora’s box; kaiser continues to pester you anywhere on campus, no matter who you’re with or what you’re doing. she even shows up in places you know she really has no business being in, and you start to feel like you’re being hunted for sport.

you might be, with the way she looks at you like she wants to kill you. your friends give you a pitying look when you express this to them, some even looking at you like you’re a little dumb, but you don’t really get why. kaiser’s just a mean girl who’s found amusement in picking on you, as if this is high school and not college. what else could it possibly be?

you seal your fate—the one your friends have seen coming from a mile away—when you somehow end up helping the blonde out.

now, kaiser is more than capable of holding her own; this much is obvious, given her reputation around campus, and her displayed behavior toward you.

but if there’s anything you hate more than a mean girl, it’s a man with a massive ego who can’t take a hint.

some guy has his arms propped up against the table, standing in front of kaiser and leaning into her space. her face is fixed in cold neutrality, but her eyes are blazing with irritation and barely contained fury.

“c’mon, baby, don’t be like that,” you hear him say as you draw closer to your spot next to kaiser.

“not your baby,” kaiser says dismissively. “get out of my face or i’ll make you regret it, you worthless clown.”

“oh, yeah?” the brunette leans even closer. “is that a threat, or a promise?”

kaiser’s eyes narrow, and she’s sneering now. “you don’t wanna find out.”

the guy laughs, cocky and grating. “already did the last time you spent the night, but i could go for a refresher.”

you don’t like kaiser—you can’t stand her most days. but you’d sooner keel over and die before you stand by and let this happen.

you loudly set your laptop onto the table, drawing both of their attention to you. you lock eyes with the brunette as you sit down, and tilt your head to the side as if deep in thought. then, you gasp softly and hold a hand to your mouth, widening your eyes as you turn to kaiser.

“is this the one you were telling me about?” you say, quiet enough to pass as a whisper, but loud enough for the guy to hear. “the one who couldn’t make you come?”

the person on the other side of you coughs loudly into their hand. it sounds suspiciously like a laugh.

you watch as the brunette flushes bright red in fury.

“stupid bitch,” he spits at kaiser. “you’re ran through, anyway.”

he storms out of the classroom just as the professor is entering, leaving the poor bespectacled man confused as he nearly barrels him over in the midst of his dramatic exit.

kaiser whirls on you the second the professor starts his droning. she leans into your space, a common occurrence at this point, and coos at you as she balances her cheek against her palm and tilts her head at you. “was my little maus worried about me?”

“worried? no, you can take care of yourself.” you huff, “i just thought it would do him well to be humbled.”

“oh, you don’t have to lie to me, pretty girl.” the name is enough to catch you off guard, but the pen that twirls a strand of your hair around it has you jumping like you were at the start of the semester. “it’s clear you care about me.”

you look at kaiser, and though that same dark look you’ve gotten used to seeing is present, you no longer think it means she wants to kill you.

and you don’t think whatever feeling is settling in your stomach is dread anymore, either.

and of course, because nothing in this world can ever go your way, the professor does something unprecedented, something he’s never done for this class: he assigns a partner project, where you and someone else in the class will have to write a paper and present on the topic in class.

kaiser latches onto you before you can even finish processing how totally, utterly fucked you are. you two spend the class period settling on a topic and doing preliminary research. by the end of the period, you’re exchanging numbers and planning a meeting outside of class.

“we can meet at my apartment on friday,” she says, “it’s on this side of campus, so we can just head there after class.”

“i was actually thinking the library would work better,” you suggest, impressed with how you keep the desperation out of your voice.

“it’s a late class, we’ll probably want to eat dinner, so my apartment will work fine,” she says in a tone that leaves no room for argument. then she tilts her head at you in that calculating way, gives you a once-over, and asks, “you wouldn’t deprive me of a meal, would you?”

you spend the rest of the week mentally preparing yourself for whatever friday is going to bring.

it starts off fine. normal, even. she sets you both up in her room, claiming that her roommate might be back with some friends soon, so they’ll need the living room. you both sit criss-cross on her floor, laptops before you, and you actually manage to finish the essay and finalize your notes for the presentation.

you’re timing yourself on your part of the presentation when you sigh in frustration after stuttering over your words for the umpteenth time.

kaiser raises a brow at you. “what is it?”

you sigh. “i’m not good with being in front of people. surprising, i know.” you roll your eyes at her little smirk. “i just—if i look at someone when they’re looking at me, i freeze up. it’s distracting.”

kaiser hums. “so you have trouble presenting because of… distractions?”

you don’t like the way she said that, but she’s not exactly wrong. “i mean, i guess so.”

your stomach flips as she shuffles closer to you, sitting so close that your thighs are pressed together. “we’ll just have you practice with a distraction, then.”

she leans around you to start the timer on your phone, her chest brushing up against your arm as she does. you feel your mouth go dry.

“go on,” she says, staring at you. she still hasn’t leaned away from you. “you’re wasting time.”

clearing your throat, you begin reading from the script pulled up on your laptop. you’ve barely made it through three sentences when kaiser reaches up and begins trailing her fingers along your collarbone, occasionally snagging them on your necklace and giving it a tug.

after a mere minute of this, she unclasps the jewelry and sets it to the side.

then, she leans in and presses a kiss to your pulse.

you stutter to a stop, stiffening at the contact.

“so nervous,” she chides in between the quick kisses that she trails up and down your neck. “how do you expect us to pass if you’re going to freeze up like this, hm?”

swallowing down the want mounting within you, you continue reading, fighting to keep your voice steady.

you manage to get another uninterrupted minute in before you’re gasping as she presses a wet, open-mouthed kiss against your jaw.

“keep going,” she whispers into your ear, her hot breath fanning across your cheek.

your voice trembles as she grips your waist and tugs you closer into her side. she trails her mouth low, lower, until she’s sucking loudly at the junction between your neck and shoulder. the end of a word trails off into a needy whine as she bites down, and you can feel her smirk into your skin.

you’re halfway through the presentation when her hand moves from your waist to your jeans and begins undoing them. your voice gets a bit high-pitched as she slips a hand down them and trails it along your thigh, voice getting higher the closer she gets to the wetness building between your legs.

your breath hitches when her fingers graze over the wet spot on your panties.

“you’re not finished yet, maus,” she croons into your ear. “let me hear you, hm?”

you get a minute more into the script when she finally applies pressure to the area, expertly rubbing circles into your clothed clit. you keen and buck up into her hand, your words coming out breathy and each sentence punctuated with a light moan as she continues petting you.

“okay, i—” you release a shaky exhale as kaiser begins sucking at your neck again. “i’m done.”

kaiser hums into your skin, then pounces on you fully. in a flurry of movement, she takes your pants and panties off in one go, leaving you barren on her floor. you squeak as she forces you into her lap, spreading her legs wide and hooking yours around hers to leave you split open for her.

“wait, i—” you grab her hands before they can make it to your dripping cunt. she gazes down at you, voracious and impatient. “i’ve never done this before.”

she laughs—a little demeaning, and also low and amused. “i know, maus,” she says before grabbing you by the jaw and pulling you into a deep kiss. when you part, she strokes your cheek with her thumb. “let me take care of you, okay?”

you nod slowly, and she presses one more kiss to your lips before forcing your face forward.

you flush bright red when you realize she’s positioned you both in front of her mirror. you can see yourself dripping onto her floor, your clitoris puffy and pink from being teased.

“we have to get you to overcome your fear of audiences, hm?” you squeak as she bites at your ear, which is quickly followed by a moan when she brushes her fingers against your clit. “don’t move your head. i want you to watch.”

she traces slow, agonizing circles into your clit with one hand, slithering one finger into your hole with the other. you seize up at the intrusion, not used to the sensation, so she sets a slow pace, working you into it before picking up speed and, eventually, slipping a second finger in.

by the time the third makes it in, you’re a panting, writhing mess. watching her fingers thrust into you, coming out coated in even more of your essence every time, just makes the heat pooling in your gut even worse.

“‘s too much,” you slur out between whines. “too full.”

“don’t complain,” she commands, lightly smacking your clit and causing you to jolt. “you’ll take what i give you, hm?”

she curls her fingers cruelly, causing your thighs to jerk and a loud moan to rip itself from your throat. “answer me,” she says.

“yes,” you whine. “yes, i will, i will.”

“good girl,” she hums, then starts scissoring her fingers in and out of you at a breakneck speed. she moves her other hand away for just a moment to wrap her arm around your waist and adjust you in her lap. your ass is planted firmly against her crotch, and she starts rocking her hips against you as she continues fucking you on her fingers. 

it's not long before the last thread inside you unravels and you’re throwing your head back, crying out as you come undone on her fingers, hips bucking up into her hands and thighs shaking erratically. she fucks you through your orgasm, not easing up until you go slack against her, slumping against her chest with soft whines leaving you.

she pulls her fingers out of you and holds the digits in front of your face, spreading them wide. you watch, entranced, as your cum fills the space between them in stringy, sticky lines.

“what a messy girl,” kaiser says lowly, “you should clean up after yourself.”

she presses her fingers to your closed lips. in your haze, you open them without protest, allowing them to enter your mouth and tasting yourself on them.

you lock eyes with her in the mirror. her gaze is dark, and you wonder how you ever thought she wanted to do anything besides devour you whole.

“suck,” she commands.

your cheeks hollow out around her fingers as you obey, and the shaky breath she exhales goes straight to your core, lighting it up again.

when you’ve sucked them clean, she takes her fingers out of your mouth and rises to her feet. swiftly, she unbuttons her own shorts and tosses them to the side, her panties, bra, and shirt following them. 

she sits down on her bed, then beckons to you with the fingers still wet with your saliva. “come here.”

on wobbly legs, you move to join her on the bed. she grabs you by the hips when you reach the edge, digging her nails into your flesh and squeezing at the plushness there.

“on your knees,” she instructs as she guides you into a kneeling position on top of the bed. she holds you by the waist so that you’re suspended in the air while she slips a thigh in between your own. her legs interlock with yours, and you bite your trembling bottom lip at the sensation of her bare pussy pressed against your thigh, and yours against her thigh.

her hands slide up your waist, fingers hooking into your shirt and tossing it off the side of the bed in one fluid motion. with one hand, she unclips your bra and discards it in the same manner. 

with both hands cupping your face, she pulls you in and kisses you deeply, rocking her hips and grinding down on your thigh. your soft whimpers are muffled by her tongue as she shoves it down your throat and traces the crevices of your mouth. she pushes you flush against the headboard with her body, the feeling of her breasts pressed and bouncing against yours making warmth flood the area between your legs.

hesitantly, you reach a hand up to cup one of her breasts, experimentally running a finger over her nipple. with a soft grunt, she places her own hand over yours and squeezes, encouraging you to be rougher. after only a few minutes of groping and pinching her nipples, she’s moaning into your mouth, her thrusts now faster and harder as she chases after her own satisfaction.

suddenly, she pulls away from your mouth, and you barely have a moment to process the long trail of saliva between you two before she’s grasping the back of your head and shoving you toward her chest.

she doesn’t need to say the command a second time for you to know what she wants; you part your lips and latch yourself onto her, sucking as much of her breast into your mouth as you can and running your tongue over and around her nipple.

a deep moan leaves her, reverberating through her chest and against your face. she snakes one arm around your waist and pulls you as close as she can, to the point where you feel like you’re going to be suffocated by her breasts. she ruts against you mercilessly, drawing low whines out of the back of your throat.

“fuck,” she groans breathily, scratching lightly at your scalp as you continue sucking. “you make the sweetest sounds, maus.” her hand untangles itself from your hair and suddenly she’s kneading and pinching at your chest, escalating your whimpers into soft, fast moans. “sing for me, hm?”

you keen loudly, and the sultry laugh she lets out in response is almost enough to tip you over the edge on its own.

after a particularly harsh suck that’s more teeth than lips and tongue, kaiser hisses and bucks her hips once, before a string of moans spill out of her mouth as she erratically spasms against your thigh. her hand flies up to the back of your head and she grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls as she rides out her high.

with one last groan that peters out into a huff of air, she slackens her hold on your hair and waist, coaxing you off of her breast and allowing you to rest against the headboard. you feel your face flush when you see the angry red, already purpling marks left all over her breasts.

kaiser chuckles, running her fingers along them. “hungry little thing, aren’t you?” she teases. she lifts herself off your thigh, and you get even hotter at the stickiness that momentarily stays suspended in the air between her cunt and your thigh as she does.

she grabs one of the pillows from the other side of the bed and slips it beneath your hips. your breath hitches when she trails her fingers along the inside of your thighs before grabbing them and pulling them apart. you begin to tremble again as she lowers herself between your legs, leering up at you from beneath lidded eyelids as she does.

“it’s only fair if i eat, too, right?”

you gulp as she presses a kiss to your clit. your whole body jolts with a mewl when she parts them and sucks the bud into her mouth, the pressure sending shocks up your spine.

“ka—” you break off into a moan as she slips two fingers into you and sets that ruthless pace from earlier, the pleasure mounting into something that is entirely too much, too fast. “kaiser—”

she pops off your clit suddenly, her hot breath teasing the abused area. “michelle,” she corrects. “say it.”

“michelle,” you whine. “please.”

“please, what?” she takes her fingers out of you and begins rubbing her thumb in slow circles over your clit. “use your words.”

“please,” you say, nearly a hiccup. “please make me come.”

she hums in approval, cooing, “well, since you asked so nicely.”

she increases the pressure she rubs into your clit, and any confusion over her finger placement is immediately cleared up when something else enters your hole. you squeal in surprise as she slithers her tongue into you, moving it into your gummy walls as far as she can and swirling it around. your stomach and chest heave as you moan her name out in loud pleas, your hand coming down to stroke her hair as you involuntarily jolt your hips up against her face.

you’re close, so close—walls fluttering and the pitch of your voice crescendoing into high-pitched whimpers—when she suddenly pulls away from you.

“michelle?” you whine in confusion. she smirks at you as she tilts her head to the side, resting it against your thigh. your leg twitches involuntarily as she traces a tantalizing finger up and down your clit.

she calls your name, the syllables of it dripping off her tongue like honey. “it’s almost the end of the semester, you know. will you forget about me once this class is over?”

as if you can forget her after everything she’s done to you this afternoon. “i won’t,” you whisper.

she sighs, all faux sorrow. “but how do i know that? after all, you were trying so hard to get rid of me earlier.” you hiccup as another finger begins teasing your entrance. it distracts you from the harsh edge her voice takes when she asks, “you’ll just toss me to the curb like trash like everyone else does once you’re satisfied, won’t you?”

“no,” you whine. “don’t wanna.”

michelle takes in your needy expression with dark eyes. “don’t wanna what?”

“don’t wanna with anyone else,” you say, too dazed to try and stop yourself. “only you.”

the teasing movements suddenly stop, causing you to whine. she ignores it as she asks, “do you mean that, maus?”

that snaps you back to reality enough to give a better response. “i wouldn’t be doing this with just anyone,” you say, averting your eyes to the floral patterned bedsheets. you blush as you admit, “you’re my first because i wanted you to be.”

after a long moment of silence, she calls for you again. “look at me.”

you feel your breath hitch as you meet her eyes again. she’s always intense, but her gaze is sharper than you’ve ever seen, downright predatory and something else that you can’t quite place.

she licks a slow, agonizing strip up your folds before she says, “i’m going to make you come, then you’re going to be mine, got it?” she kisses your cunt again. “no one else is ever going to see you like this.”

before you can respond, she’s shoving her tongue back into your hole, fucking into you with a ferocity that wasn’t there all afternoon. her fingers expertly pinch and prod at your clit, rapidly working you back up to the point you were at when she stopped.

“michelle,” you cry out, “‘m gonna— ah—”

she moans into your pussy and gives one harsh pinch to your clit. with one last jolt, you throw your head back and devolve into a mess of whines and spasms as michelle works you through your orgasm.

you’re so out of it that you don’t even realize she’s pulled away from the space between your legs until she’s settling herself on top of you, straddling your waist. she takes a moment to admire your fucked-out expression before bringing her thumb to your lips and forcing them apart.

she presses her lips to yours, and you whimper as she shoves her tongue into your mouth, still coated in your come. after spitting and transferring most of it into your mouth, she pulls away, guiding your lips shut with her fingers.

“swallow,” she orders. she’s so close, her blue eyes taking up your entire vision as you gulp down what she’s given you, what she’s fed you so tenderly.

after watching your throat bob, she presses another kiss to your lips, surprisingly soft.

she pulls your head to rest against her chest, running her fingers through her hair. “so good for me,” she whispers. “you’ll stay right here, hm?”

you hum in agreement as your eyes flutter shut, exhaustion beginning to weigh down on you.

“good.” the feeling of her lips brushing against your ear has your eyes flying open again, your heart rate quickening.

“because i’m just getting started with you.”

looking up from your lap, the man of the hour is towering above you when a barely there smile or is it just your imagination? the sweat on his face was somehow making him glow even brighter than an angel’s halo. how is that even possible?

you clear your throat and hop off the seat, “oh I’m actually done no worries.”

“ but you only did one set.”

you blink wildly and glance back on the seat you were just sitting in. how did he know that?

“umm well just not really feeling it today, i guess,” you mumble while fiddling with the skin on your thumb.

he hums and looks at the weight you had it set on.

“you were pulling higher last week maybe your body is in a resting period today, “ he rambles, “ you should still finish out the rest of your sets to see if you can go higher today before you do other weights.”

you just stare at him like a deer in headlights. how did he know all this? you didn’t even realize that you were pulling heavier last week. your brain froze as it scrambled to think of anything to say. the little person in your brain was scrambling through everything to find one little word to say.

“okay.”

that’s all it could come up with. it was too hard to think of anything else when the man you had been crushing on for weeks was standing right in front of you with a determination to get you to do two more sets. this also made you see that he had hazel eyes with the way the sun only seemed to shine brightly down on him through the large window.

“you don’t have to if you don’t feel like it. never pressure your body into something it doesn’t want to do. it’s not good for building your muscles or stamina,” he states while looking at you almost into your soul.

“no, you are right! i should wouldn’t be a proper workout if I didn’t do it all,” you stutter out.

you swear you catch a shadow of a smile lifting from his lips but it could have been your imagination.

you take a seat back down on the machine and begin to adjust your weights noticing that he stood by leaning against the machine next to yours. the gym felt awfully quiet as you clear your throat trying to focus on the machine in front of you.

as you go up to reach for the bar, he already grabbed it for you bringing it down to the palm of your hands. he pulled it down like it weighed as heavy as a raisin.

“thank you,” you mumble. you begin going through the motions as you continue to glance out of the corner of your eye seeing him still standing there. he stood firmly with his arms crossed and his eyes set on you.

the sweat was pouring down your back as his gaze sent an unknown heat down your spine. this was something you had never felt before and your body surely did not know how to handle this type of reaction.

after finishing the final set, there were barely any words spoken but plenty of awkward smiles and short eye contact. your mind swirled with the idea that he was also watching you too to a degree in which he knew you were lifting more last week than now. who is the stalker now?

“ im sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all,” he suddenly says as you grab your water for a swig.

you lift your brow and shake your head, “ no you’re okay you didn’t! I was just shocked that’s all.”

“shocked by what?” he asks quickly as he begins adjusting the machine to his weight.

you clear your throat, “that you knew how many sets I did and how much weight I had done.”

he stayed silent for a moment before he sat where you previously were.

“ not hard to notice some as pretty as you in here. just started to pay attention more that’s all.”

if steam could come out of ears, both of yours and his would be blowing a hot stream of steam right now. you watched as the tips of his ears glowed a bright red as you felt heat rise towards your face and tingles in your toes.

no words were passed between each other for a couple minutes as he blazed through his sets and you were gathering your wits. how were you supposed to respond to that?

as he was about to begin a new set the words ran out of your mouth like a track star crossing the finish line.

“ can you teach me how to do a pull-up?”

his shoulders jump as he lets the bar fly to the top of the machine. you stand with your hands behind you with a slight sway in your feet. he stares at you with no trace of emotion on his face besides the slight glow of redness sitting on the apple of his cheeks.

then suddenly angels begin to sing and heaven shines down as his lips spread to a wider smile with teeth showing through. you could have died right there.

“yes, I can. let’s do it now.” he rushes off the machine and heads toward the pull-up bar.

“wait you need to finish your set!” you exclaim as you try to quickly catch up with him.

a chuckle passes his lips as he looks at you over his shoulder, “ i didn’t need to do those anyways.”

no one has ever made you more silent in the moment till now.

you both now stand at the pull-up bar waiting for someone to make the first move. or at least speak or move. his words have your brain frantically looking for anything to say.

“my name is wakatoshi ushijima by the way. never really introduced myself,” he lets a slight chuckle while rubbing the back of his neck.

“im (y/n) (l/n), it’s great to finally meet you,” you joke as a laugh passes your lips.

he laughs back, “you as well. now are you ready for a pull-up?”

that’s how you ended up being at the gym on a thursday night for two hours with your gym crush. truly a heavenly night. with his contact info now in your phone as ‘ toshi <3’.

gym days just got ten times better because now you have your gym crush as your gym partner.

thank goodness for a canceled glute day.

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he stays silent as he watches their lips slip into a small smile and their nails crack against each other as he can see their cheeks flush. his chest felt tight as he watched them mull of their answer. their response mattered more than anything more than he ever realized. he needed to know why one person cared and showed up for one person alone. it didn't make sense in his fizzled mind.

“your voice…it’s like a siren. ever since that first night, it played like a broken record in my head that drew me in like a moth to a flame. I felt like I could just drown in your voice, and nothing would matter, nor would anything hurt me,” they smiled, “plus your music is good and you have a nice face so why wouldn’t I attend every show.”

the answer he was so desperately craving was right there by why he felt like he had a pit in his throat that caused the words to become quiet on his tongue. his body buzzed with nothing he had ever felt before, and his limbs felt numb to the slightest touch as his heart pounded against his ribcage. his ears held no sound and the only noise he could register was his heavy breathing and the pulse of his blood flowing through him as he flooded his head.

her words mulled over in his head over and over again in a matter of seconds or what seemed like hours. he never thought this was how they would respond. his mind never believed someone like them would ever think this way about him. they were more of a siren than him with their sweet, toxic voice to draw anyone into the depths of their water.

“shouta, are you okay?”

his eyes shifted over to theirs as he mostly focused on the skin peeling around his thumb for a time.

it was usually impossible for one’s eyes to shine so brightly under the dimmed lights of a hotel room with only the moonlight shining through a crack in the window, but they made it possible. it showed the small flecks of color and glow that rivaled the way they looked that night under the strobing lights.

“i’m sorry, I’ve just never heard of anyone saying they like my voice that much that they kept coming back. always been told that it was too…grumpy or deep for music.”

they laugh wrapping their fingers around his as they felt like a soft velvet along his calloused skin as they played with the silver rings on his fingers.

“well, those people are stupid,” they laugh, “you have a beautiful voice, shouta. I wouldn’t want to hear anyone for the rest of my life if I had a choice.”

his body freezes as their body and mind remain focused on the rings and shape of his fingers. he felt the wetness build up on his waterline as their words seeped into his mind. the rattling of his heart could be heard in his ears as he felt their fingers intertwine with his.

how could one person make him lose all his senses?

how could one person make him feel like no one words ever matter more than theirs?

he felt like their words were pure gold as they ruled his mind and no words would be more clear unless it came from their lips. their words brought his mind out of the shadow of his mind and heart that had covered him for years. he felt layers of himself shedding as he felt their warmth and love slip into him even with the lightest touch.

the moisture in his throat dried up as words and feelings swirled around his head just trying to find the right thing to say.

"shouta, you are thinking too much,” they gently whispered as he felt their petal-like fingers touch his cheek. the warmth of their fingers felt so contradictory to his cold skin, but he felt his body instantly warm with just their touch.

“tell me what’s going on inside that brilliant head of yours?”

“it’s a lot of things, too many things,” he mumbles as the top of their thumb runs across his bottom lip. his fingers wrapped around their slim wrist as if to almost stabilize himself from everything he was feeling.

it was rare that he welcomed such affection, but he wouldn’t want this from anyone, only them.

“well, alright. Whenever you want to tell me let me know. I’ll be here all night.”

He nods and kisses their heartline, “i wouldn’t want anyone else.”

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"did you forget that we are training for Too for a month while their gym is being repaired?" you remind Kise.

"huh!!? no i don't because i would have heavily objected to this!"

"i told you last week kise during lunch, were you not listening to me?" you question him as he turns towards you with a raised brow.

"i swear i was listening!"

you raise your own brow," are you sure or were you to busy listening to Tabio talk about his new gaming consle,?"

kise stutters as he runs his hands roughly through his hair as his teammates begin cackling behind you.

"i don't know who you are but i like you," aomine laughs as he wraps a arm around your shoulder.

you jump as you feel his skin touch your shoulder which makes you eye the hand hanging off your shoulder. your eyes shift up to meet his as a smirk lays across his face.

"hey! hands off!"

kise grabs your hand and pulls you towards him with his own two arms wrapping around your shoulders. this was too much touching for your liking as you slowly moved kise's arms off of you.

"listen, lets just get started on practice. we all still have to get home and do school work, okay?" you calmly state to everyone as they all nod and begin to head back to the court.

aomine and kise were standing glaring at each other with each of their chests puffed out. you roll your eyes and sigh as you watch the two continue to get closer to one another till they are face to face.

"stay away from her!"

"hey! don't say that, i can defend for myself, kise!"

kise looks at me with puppy eyes, " i am protecting you from this heathen. he is not to be trusted."

aomine laughed loudly while rolling his eyes at kise.

"shut your damn mouth, kise."

aomine turns towards your with that same sly smirk on his lips. you couldn't deny aomine was an attractive man but you knew his reputation. he was rude and ruthless especially on the court. you enjoyed his way of playing when he was actually on the court.

"watch me play, sweetheart. i am ten times better than that loser," aomine whispers to you as he knocks a little on your cheek.

with that he shuffled to the court, with your eyes on him, he sent a small wink before turning back to his team.

"do not fall for his shit! he is no good!" kise exclaims while covering your eyes with his hand. you shove his hand off your face and laugh.

"then prove me wrong kise. he just said that he is ten times better than you," you chide as you can see the steam almost come out of his ears.

he puffed out his chest," you got it, (y/n)-chan. i am going to prove to you that i way better than him!"

with that he runs quickly to the court, as the two teams begin having a practice game. aomine and kise both face of with each other for most of the game. it was mesmerizing to watch them play against each other and push each other to their best abilities. you had never seen kise play so hard during practice. it was not hard to see that kise was pushing himself to the edge to keep up with aomine and his plays.

once the game ended, both were breathing heavily with their hands placed tightly on their knees. you began cleaning up as practice was wrapping up and you wanted to get home quickly for dinner.

"so, what did you think?"

you turn quickly to see kise and aomine standing there like children waiting for their prize. you eye them eerily and say," you both played very well. but there could be improvements."

"huh?!" they both screech through the now mostly empty gym.

"you both have stuff you can work on. like kise, your foot work can be quicker and aomine you need to work on giving other people the ball when you don't have an available shot. no one likes a ball hogger."

you continue to clean the gym as they stood silently which was a first since kise usually filled the air during this time while helping you clean on most days.

"but if you had to pick one, who played better?" kise asks while following you around through out the gym.

you shrug your shoulders, " i think you played equally well. no one played better than the other."

"but if you had to pic-"

"kise," you laugh," you played well and aomine played well. lets just clean up and head home."

you walk away from both of them, leaving them standing alone on the court.

///

"stay away from her," kise firmly states while facing aomine.

aomine smirks, " why? are you two together or something?"

kise knows a blush his on his cheeks as he felt a rush of heat hit his body. he has liked you for a long time but would never admit to it. you were too good for him, too good for this world. you deserve better than some guy like him who already has reputation as a womaizer even though he is the furthest from it.

"that is none of your business. just stay away from her."

kise knew from the start that he felt something special for you. when you met you on his first practice with his new team, your bright smile made his heart soar and beat in a way he couldn’t explain. he wouldn’t let some player, especially aomine, take you away and break your heart. He wanted to protect you but only wanted you to himself.

aomine chuckles while moving closer to kise till their eyes were level with one another.

"i think she gets to decide that. plus, i like seeing you so flustered over her. i think i want to see how far this goes."

with those final words, aomine walks away with a loud cackle and patting kise's shoulder.

"let the game begin!" aomine yells as he walks out the door with a loud bang.

kise groans while messily running his hand through his hair.

this is going to be a long month.

///

this month could not wrap up fast enough. kise and aomine were in a fight about every day who was better at shots, dribbles, and even foot movements. they were in some competition and at this point, everyone was sick of it. especially you.

every time they wrapped up practice, they would come sprinting up to you to grill you on who you believed played better. you would always just answer the same way the first time that each played each other. they played equal to their abilities. neither one was better than the other.

the competition eventually led to places outside the court especially when we went out for dinner. they compete against each other to see who can down the most bowls or eat the most plates. though both eventually end up so sick that they almost miss practice. as much as these two gave you the biggest migraines that you have experienced, you will miss their shenanigans when aomine goes back to his own school.

he had a reputation as a all around bad boy who did not care about anyone or anything. but he was far from it. he was fairly sweet to those he was closest to but just didn't know how to express it in the greatest way. he often helped you pick up the gym after practice was over even though you knew he wanted to get dressed and clean before he headed home. he would ignore your protest and help you pick up all the trash, balls, and towels left behind. plus, you loved watching the dynamic between kise and aomine grow.

when it was just you three in the gym, you got to see them work together and collaborate to make certain plays and even teach each other how to be better players. watching them laugh and play together made you imagine what they were like with each other in middle school playing together. you giggled as you watch them bicker over the smallest thing.

"so last day of practice together, what is going to the last match up going to be?"

they glance at each other quickly while you watch a slick smile cross both of their faces. oh no, they are up to no good.

"well, we were thinking of trying something different this time," kise says nonchalantly.

"and what you that be?" you quiz them with a raised brow.

"we are going to compete for ...a date with you," aomine states firmly.

you stare at them both widely as the smirk on their faces turn into wide smiles. there is no way both of them wanted to have a date with you.

"a date with me?" you shyly ask pointing at yourself.

kise and aomine shrug and nod their heads.

"look, we were talking with one another and realized that we both liked you and we want to leave it up to you to decide who you want to date. but we thought it might be fair if we each took you out, make it fair, you know," kise explains.

you slowly nod, "okay...um, thank you but why me?"

"what do you mean, why you? why not you?" aomine firmly asks.

"i mean that you guys could have any girls in school and you want me? or you sure this is just not one of your stupid competitions to see who wins and then once one of you wins, you'll leave me in the dust. i don't want to be part of some silly game."

they both shake their head frantically and take steps towards you. you began to feel yourself curl in as the heart in your chest was pounding louder than when you played. your head swirled with too many thoughts and emotions to even process in this moment.

"that is not what this is at all. we would never do that to you. i would never do that to you," kise firmly states.

"right. that's not the kind of game we want to play," aomine agrees.

you nod slowly. this was too much. it was the last thing you expected. looking into their eyes you knew that they were telling the truth. they never would hurt you but were you even sure that you liked them in that way? kise has been your friend since you became a manager and you have had some mixed feelings about him but seeing him flirting with multiple girls did not help the confusion in your mind. aomine you only met a month ago but you did have a lot of fun with him and enjoyed his presence. he was sweeter, kind, and more compassionate than you could have imagined. you could feel the migraine coming on as you stood in front of them in the dead of the gym silence.

"I don't know what to do," you whisper, " this is too much. i have to go."

you run quickly to the door as they shout your name behind you. you felt dizzy and every limb felt numb.

are they lying? is it really just a game to them?

or are they telling the truth? do they genuinely like you?

this was more complicated than any basketball game you have ever played.

what should you do?

tbh i am not sure if i should keep going on this maybe in like separate parts where you only choose one or maybe go poly ???

i need opinions because i could just leave it up to your choosing. let me know!

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spring with nanami are spent in the park watching the birds fly nest to nest as you watch the trees glow and turn green as the winter melts away. new life is brought into the world as a small ring sits on your left hand which came into the world the winter by the fire and candlelight. Nanami shyly proposed in the soft morning light on Christmas morning with the ring tied to the new puppy he bought to keep you company while he was away on missions. you almost missed the ring as your eyes were solely focused on the cute puppy in front of you and pressing kisses to nanami’s face. till the puppy’s collar scratched you that you realize the ring attached. and now you sit on the wooden bench on a bright sunny morning watching as the clouds shift and nanami plays with bubbles in the park.

your eyes shift down to the ring wrapped in your finger feeling your lips lift up as you think about the man who gave it to you. you actually met nanami in the spring which makes it your favorite season. It was the season when everything changed and became new. The season brought warm smiles and the blossoming of a young love. Shared laughs were loudly passed between nights spent under the glowing lights and falling flowers. he held your held on your strolls through the park as you spoke of your future and what you want in life. spring held a special place in your heart as it was the season you fell in love with the simple blonde man who loved soft sweets and bread fresh from the bakery.

“dear are you alright ?” nanami’s voice broke you out of your trance as he stood next to you with bubbles laying quietly in the ground near your feet. you shake your head and scratch bubbles head as your heart warms thinking about how magical the rest of your life will be.

“I’m alright. Just thinking about how special spring is,” you reflect as nanami sits next to you with an hand on your back.

“spring is very special dear. it’s the season of new and life growing. it’s also the season I fell in love with you. the season my life changed for the better.”

tears prick your eyes as you shift your body to face his shining face. he wore his sunglasses today as the sun shined brightly on his face but you could still see his hazel eyes looking lovingly into yours. your heart bursts with warmth as a smile spreads across his lips with his hand grabbing your left that had the small green emerald on a silver band placing a peck on the ring.

“are you ready for the rest of spring love ?”

“more than you know. maybe next spring we will have one more to join our favorite season.”

spring was truly your favorite.

summer with nanami are spent taking all the vacations that you worked overtime for to get that PTO. it was also time for nanami to get the rest that he deserved. he had been working overtime that he hated in order to take the summer off to prepare for the new joy coming into your world in the next few months. You were barely showing but Nanami loved to see you show on your bump in the bikini that he chose for you. Showed everyone that you were his and that your family had finally begun. the family he thought he would never get. not until he met you. he knew as soon as he met you that he wanted everything he swore that he never wanted. a house full of little running feet and a dog who chews on everything. the little ones looking mostly like you since you hold all the beauty and have your sense of heart. he couldn’t wait to meet them.

this was also the time for the perfect image of a sunset wedding. you both decided to go off on your own and wed with no worries about anyone else. That’s what summers were for. They are for having no worries about the world around. Nanami didn’t care about a grand ceremony or reception unless it was something you wanted. But you both knew in your heart that this moment together finally joining the two of you together was just meant for you and Nanami.

“my love can you bring the sunscreen?” you ask nanami drawing him out of his mindless thoughts.

“Of course dear. Do you want some on your back?”

“Yes please!”

you lean forward on your towel as Nanami sits behind you. He presses a small kiss to your nape which makes you giggle before he squirts of sunscreen on your back.

You both bask in the silence as you listen to waves crash loudly on to the shore and the children giggling loudly in the background. your eyes shift over to them as your watch a small boy and his father build a sand castle together and another small boy and his mother build another right beside.

“You know that will be us someday, right? We will take them here every summer as pass down our memories and stories to them,” Nanami says quietly as he continues to rub on your back eventually rubbing some on your swollen stomach as his arms wrap around.

you sigh happily, “ I can’t wait to show them our favorite ice cream place! They are definitely going to think my flavor is the best! Oh! And show them how to find shark teeth!”

Nanami laughs loudly and he has you lean back on to him so he can spread more lotion.

“ of course dear but i will have you know they will think my flavor is the best.”

You gasp, “ they will not ! Orange sickle is the best for the summer not mint chocolate chip.”

He laughs more as his hands began to tickle your sides which causes small giggles to fly out of you. the sand between your toes begin to shake you squirm on the towel from nanami’s fingers.

summers are for warm memories and sound of silence as every worry slips away into the ocean and wind.

fall with nanami are spent pulling out the thick sweaters and autumn decor that was stored in the upstairs closet.

you brought in the fall spices as you both brought in the bags from the multiple stores that you dragged Nanami to. not that he would ever complain. his hands were going to be sore tomorrow but he could never say no to a smile like yours. he also knew these next couple of months were going to be difficult as your belly has gotten bigger almost making it harder for you to get comfortable. he would do anything to make sure these next couple weeks were easy for you he didn’t want you to feel one ounce of stress to hit your body. he set all the bags down on the floor as you rambled about all the new things you brought for the little one growing in you. Nanami leaned slowly against the counter as he stared at the way your smile reached the corner of your eyes. The way your nose scrunched as you remembered a moment that you weren’t fond of but was slowly washed away as you pulled out more from the bags surrounding you.

“ken, do you think we bought too much? what is we wasted money buying all this?” you asked loudly placing your hands on the apple of your cheeks.

Nanami slowly moved beside you and wrapped his arm around your waist. he rubbed small circles on your stomach as you leaned your head back on his shoulder. pressing a small kiss to your temple, Nanami could feel your shoulder relax with a loud breath leaving your lungs as he rounded his hands under your stomach to relieve your back of some weight.

“don’t worry about that dear. we will save it for the other ones,” he whispers mockingly in your ear. Your eyes widen with you head snapping toward his. He let out a chuckles watching the small line between your brows deepen.

“Ken! We haven’t had this one yet and you’re already thinking of more ?!” You explain softly to him.

he hums and continues holding onto your stomach as he feels your soft skin under his fingertips. he loved the feeling of his skin touching yours, especially like this. He could feel the warmth of your skin as it held your bundle of joy the one person he would love as much as he loved you. he smiled into your neck and moved his hand on top of yours as they lay on your stomach. he could feel the little one move below your hands as his heart warmed at the feeling that was swarming his body. nothing could prepare him for the love that grew every day for you and the one he hasn’t even met yet. He didn’t think he could love you more but here he was falling more and more in love with you as every day passed.

“of course dear. nothing I would want more than to spend the rest of our lives together, growing a little family, and seeing you till you have grays in your hair. I have always wanted at least two but whatever you are comfortable with dear. Just want to show our love through a little family,” he whispers into your ear.

you sniffle as you think about the multiple feet pattering around the kitchen as you make pumpkin pancakes and let the kids play with the leaves. as Nanami begins bringing out the coats and help you decorate for Halloween. fall is time for slow, emotional moments that plant in your mind till the winter brings on the past, soulful moments.

“I want that too!” You cry loudly as your turn and sob into nanami’s shoulder. He chuckles and pats the back of your head. He smiles into your hair and he thanks his lucky stars that he met you that spring morning on the way to his favorite bakery. Then falling in love with you as summer began to blister down with fall bringing you two closer as he brought you more into his home with you making your way into his heart. by winter you were in his home adding your love into each corner on the walls till it was filled with enough that is could burst.

this winter a new session of seasons with come and go but the love will stay and grow even as the ground grows cold. you and Nanami will never grow cold as long as the fire in your heart burns like the amber that burns in the fireplace every winter.

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