You glanced at the time on the screen of your phone and cursed under your breath. You were supposed to meet Nanami 3 hours ago, and you’re still stuck in a traffic, waiting for the red light to turn. Today’s the 5th anniversary of your relationship together, and you know to yourself that he planned something special for the both of you to enjoy.
You roam every nook and cranny of your head for a reasonable excuse you may hand to him once you’re home. It feels so unfair for him having to wait for you for so long only to say to him that you had to work overtime ‘cause your manager told you so. You gripped the stirring wheel tighter, and stepped on the gas once you saw the green light – at this point, you don’t even care about getting caught speeding, you just want to get home as soon as you possibly can.
You meekly opened the door and peeked inside. It’s dark, almost as if nobody’s home yet.
‘Maybe he’s working overtime, too?’ you wondered, taking your heels off and unbuttoning the first two buttons of your blouse. You checked the kitchen and the guest room where there isn’t a sign of him that met your eye.
You defeatedly made your way to your bedroom, your hand running through your locks, and once you stepped in, there was a strong force that yanked on your arm. Even when you’re trashing against its strength, you were still successfully caged against the wall with your arms above your head.
“Don’t resist me” a familiar raspy tone whispered against the shell of your ear.
Cold breeze caressed your skin, and deafening silence started to colonize the room. You’re scared to say anything to him.
“To say you’re late is an understatement y/n” Nanami said, finally breaking the silence after a long while.
“I’m very sorry Nanamin. My manager made me—”
“You do know what day it is, right?” he leveled his face with yours, and piercing green eyes met your brown orbs. His hair disheveled, and his necktie is sloppily hanging on him.
You tried averting your eyes away from him, but he secured your wrists into one of his hands, and gripped your jaw tightly with the other.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you. I’m already exercising a great amount of self-restraint, so it’s best for you to not anger me more, y/n” you winced as his grip at your wrists tightens.
He hummed lowly, turning your head to the side.
“Am I not important to you, hmm?” he asked against your ear, his hot breath sending you chills down your spine.
“No, it’s not like that. I didn’t mean to—” he cut you off by putting his pointer finger on your lips.
“How many more excuses must you give? A simple apology won’t appease my anger easily now, y/n. You must be disciplined thoroughly” you let out a shriek as he bit your ear after saying the last word. You tried to explain yourself to him whilst resisting his strength, but it did not go well.
He removed his tie and restrained both of your arms tightly behind you. He pushed you roughly on the bed, and caged you with his body weight. He held your chin as he pressed his face into yours, trapping your lips in a bruising kiss. You bit his lip to signal him to slow down, but you didn’t realize how hard you bit down until he retracted his face and blood is spilling out of his bottom lip.
“Hmm, you like it rough, huh?” he licked his lip, bringing it close to yours again.
“No! Slow do—” his tongue invaded your mouth, leaving no space untouched and no space unknown to him. A metallic taste hit your tongue and you feel his hand roam to remove all the buttons of your blouse and to unhook your bra.
This kiss is different than before, it’s rougher and you can’t match his phase. This isn’t the first time he punished you like this, but you’re still not used to this roughness; it feels as if his drowning you.
Both of you were panting erratically once he finally pulled from the kiss. He turned your chin to the side and his nose inhaled the scent from the right side of your neck. He grazed over a spot that made you squirm a little, and you feel him smirk against your skin.
“This is your weak spot, isn’t it?”
He chuckled and proceeded to press harsh open-mouthed kisses against that sensitive part of your neck; his two fingers entering your mouth, pinching your tongue.
“You think now is the best time to lie to me, woman?” he pushed his fingers inside your mouth even more, causing you to protest incoherently. He bit down harshly on your skin while sucking blood on the surface; you can’t speak, you can’t push him away – all you could ever do is to wince and trash under his large frame.
You tightly closed your eyes and tried biting down on his fingers, but it only made him suck down on your neck harder. You heard an audible pop when he finally released that spot, and he stared at the mark he gave you endearingly. “Now isn’t that pretty” he met your eye and smirked at you.
“More” your eyes widened as he brought his lips on to your collarbone – biting and sucking the skin as harshly as before, rendering you a moaning mess. He marked you again, and again, and again.
He moved on to your mounds; kissing and sucking on to your chest, causing you to throw back your head and to arch your back. Your urge to touch him grows more and more every second, and you can feel his other hand roaming down to slip your skirt and underwear off your legs. He positioned himself in between your legs to prevent you from running away, as if you could escape him in the first place.
Once you were all bare and naked under his mercy, he then took out his digits out of your mouth and a string of saliva followed. You gasped loudly when he inserted those exact fingers inside your already wet private.
You heard him chuckled down there, and once again, you tried to break free from his tie. He inserted his fingers even further and curled it in an angle that caused ripples of pleasure to shoot through your body.
“Oh, how lewd you are, y/n” he said in a mocking tone before attaching his mouth on your clit. His hot tongue thoroughly massaging the bud, followed by harsh sucking, and his fingers continuously attacking your g-spot sure are enough to make you reach your release in no time.
What surprised you is that he never stopped. He never slowed down. The intensity of the pleasure he’s giving had you arching your back, and screaming his name as if it’s the only word left in your vocabulary. He made you a moaning mess on the bed you both shared.
You already came 2, 3 times, but he’s still not showing any signs of slowing down any time sooner. It made you scared of what he had in store for you this night.
“N-nanami, I – I can’t anymore”
He lifted his face from your private and locked his intense gaze on you, his fingers still going deeper and deeper into your core. “You have to, ‘cause you don’t have any other choice. You’re going to bear all of this for I will not stop until you squirt”.
He brought his face back on to your clit and continued his sweet torture on you. You tried squirming away from him, but he pinned down your waist as if it was only nothing.
“You can’t run away from me, y/n.”
It was on your 5th release when you finally fulfilled what he wanted. You squirted all over his mouth and his still clothed chest, tears cascading down your flushed face.
“Good girl. I knew you can handle that, darling.”
Your heavy panting could be heard across the 4 walls of your bedroom, and when you were starting to relax on the sheets with your eyes closed, you heard him say something again.
“Surely you don’t think this is over, y/n. I’m still far from being done” he chuckled against your ear.
“B-but I already came so many times” tears started to pool in your eyes once more.
His hand played with your hair as he kissed the left side of your neck slowly.
“I know darling, but I’m still fully clothed.”
Your eyes widened in fear as he started unbuttoning his shirt all the way.
“Nanami, please, I’m very very sorry. I won’t let this happen again. I’m sorry” tears started to roll down your face. Nanami brushed the tears away delicately with his finger, and kissed your cheek ever so tenderly. For a split second, you thought all of this is over already.
“You can apologize all you want, y/n. But I’ve already decided I won’t stop.”
His green piercing orbs infused with lust stared down at you, and you can’t help yourself but to feel petrified.
“I won’t stop until I’m sure this won’t happen again. Until I think you’ve finally had enough. So get ready.”
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