all yours | fwb!yuma x reader
✦now playing: obsessive - chase atlantic
tags: possessive fwb!yuma, degradation, condescension, sending noods:p, yuma jerking off to you in the mirror ~
a note: soft launching my possessive, toxic bf!yuma headcannon cause im sick n twisted XD hope u love it ! love youu ~ - vivi🍰
Yuma as your possessive fuck buddy who’s always spamming you every time you go out. He saysss commitment isn’t his thing, and yet he’s stuck on you like glue, blowing your phone up over an instagram story.
The bass blasting through the speakers nearly rattled the glass windows of the bar, neon strobe lights painting the dance floor as you press between strangers, bumping and grinding to the provocative melody. Your fingers are sticky from your drink spilling over them, feet aching and body buzzing. Literally, your phone won’t stop buzzing.
You’ve ignored his calls all night; that was the plan after all. He called himself trying to make you jealous by telling you his ex had stopped by the other day. You shrugged it off, you wouldn’t dare show him what he meant to you. That would ruin the fun.
So you plotted. It was a simple, foolproof plan; get dressed up, post on your story looking hot, then go get drunk and pretend he doesn’t exist. The added caption of “anybody wanna buy me a drink? I’ll give you a kiss for it~” was just the cherry on top. And it definitely worked, now suddenly he couldn’t leave you alone.
You smirked to yourself as you pull your phone out of your bra, scrolling through over 60 missed notifications from him. The nerve he had to ever pretend to be nonchalant.
“Girl, is he deadass still calling you?” Your friends laugh in unison as one speaks up. “That man is down horrendous.”
“I mean can you blameeee him though?” You press your tongue against your teeth conceitedly. “But im gonna go give him a call back really quick, I don’t want him to do something stupid.”
“Pfffttt, it genuinely can’t be that deep.” She laughs loudly, sipping her drink.
“Aweee, atleast you love him backkk.” Your other friend shoves your arm, playfully mocking you.
“Shut upppp. I’ll be right back, later.”
The girls wave you off as you step outside, drink in hand as the blaring music fades into the background.
You begin reading over his text messages as you step outside the cheap bar. The cool night air hitting your drunkenly fevered skin abruptly, making you shiver as you set your drink down beside you.
His messages started hours ago, as soon as you arrived to the bar. You snicker to yourself, amused by the gradual desperation in the text.
“Eh? What do you think you’re doing y/n, at the club without me?”
“I could’ve bought your drinks you know 🙄 where are you?”
“You’re not gonna send me your location? I can come get you cutie, lmk”
“Why are you ignoring me?”
“I just saw your story, quit ignoring me y/n.” “Miss you :(.”
“I’m gonna track you down if you don’t answer y/n, you’re not funny.”
“I’ll get your friend’s location.”
“That’s what you really want huh? You want me to come running back to you like a dumb puppy.”
“You’re the dumb puppy tho, posting just to get my attention. You want me sooo baddd, just admit it 🙄”
“Answer your fucking phone y/n.”
Your eyes hover over the message, hesitantly opening it. You corner yourself against the stairs, shielding your phone from passing eyes. You let a small, strained laugh out as the video plays.
He’s sitting on his couch, glaring at the camera with furrows brows.
“You know, you’re trying too hard baby..you could’ve just called me. Could’ve been stretching you out by now..” he lowers the camera to his lap as his rock hard, girthy length twitches beneath his grey sweats. He grabs it through the thick fabric, slapping it against the phone camera vulgarly. Then he brings the camera back up to his face, ghosting his tongue over his lower lip as he tucks it between his teeth, ending the video.
The heat rises to your cheeks as you lower the volume, clicking the next video.
This time he’s in the bathroom, filming himself in the mirror. The stark, stale lighting highlights his expression, brows pinched upward at the center as lips form a soft “O”. His eyes are narrowed, yearning as he fists his lengthy, pretty cock in his right hand.
It’s blushed and dripping, throbbing erotically as his sweet, slutty whines slip from his open mouth. He pants softly as his moans grow louder with every feeble stroke, a subtle pink hue sweeps over his cheeks as his head tilts back, bare chest rising and falling rapidly
“Babyyy~..fuck.” He lets out a lewd, drawn out moan as his eyes screw shut. “You need this cock, I know you do. You want all this cum inside you cutie? Yeah? that’s why you’re acting up huh..” he breathes out as he thrusts into his hand desperately.
“You just need to be fucked and bred, like the good little bitch you are.” He grits, sucking the air through his teeth as he tilts his head down, eyes locked on you in the mirror. “I’ll give it to you baby, I’ll give it to you so fucking good~.”
He shivers, a string of whiney whimpers leave him as he paints the mirror with his milky white essence. He groans your name, drawing out the last few spurts with his head thrown back. Then he grins, wildly.
“Mmh~. This cock is yours, cutie. All yours.” He breathes out heavily with a soft chuckle, angling the camera down to review the mess he made. Then it cuts.
You squeeze your thighs together desperately, the wispy heat crawling your skin forming a nagging ache between them. You hadn’t even noticed your labored breathing until the video stops, leaving you in the silent echo of the night. Then you skim over the last two messages, and an indescribable feeling sinks from your chest to your stomach.
“I got Liz’s location, on my way cutie ☺️”
“Be there in 20. Dw I’ll buy you another drink 😘”
Your hands tremble as you stare at the screen, wide eyed. And almost on cue, his midnight blue Acura rsx pulls up in front of you, music blaring through his speakers.
He rolls his tinted window down, smiling ear to ear. You can’t help but smirk softly, though your heart races.
“Still need a drink cutie?”
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