Giving your boyfriend the silent treatment probably wasn't the best way to get attention from him. This little "plan" of yours backfired severely.
Tabito Karasu was a patient man. No matter how much attitude you gave him or how many times you ignored him, he didn't make a big deal out of it. Instead of arguing or getting angry at you, he'd talk to you and try figuring out the problem before working to resolve the issue. He believes communication is a key factor to any relationship, including his.
When you started pulling away, he noticed your distance. You barely messaged him and all of his calls went straight to voicemail. Karasu did a bit of self reflection. Was it something he did? Did he upset you or were you just in one of your moods again? He found himself growing annoyed but he decided not to overreact. He sent you a simple, direct message.
"Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?"
You left his message on read. With training and dealing with Blue Lock, he rarely got to see you. He felt guilty and was trying to spend more time with you. A majority of your relationship was made up of calls and texts. It was a wonder how the two of you maintained a stable bond.
Recently, he had gotten a two week break. He already knew what he was going to do with those two weeks. All he wanted was to see you. To hear your voice, feel your touch, spend time with you. However, you had other plans.
You didn't know why but you started to wonder what would happen if you ignored him altogether. After all, he isn't the type to get mad, right? Upon hearing of his return, you set your plan into motion. You didn't respond to his texts, didn't answer his calls and even decided to leave his message of reconciliation on seen.
That did it for him. He was already annoyed and tense from the long, rigorous hours at the Blue Lock facility. Now he came home to this? Whatever your problem was, he was not having it.
It was currently 8PM. Your parents were away and you were settled in bed, enjoying the freedom of being home alone. You were scrolling through social media when you got another message from him.
That was all the message read. Raising a brow, you got up to look outside of your window. It gave you a clear view of the front yard. Without a doubt, he stood before the front door. He had a bag on his back and his hands were in his pockets. The bag indicated he was staying the night.
As much as you craved his reactions, you weren't just gonna leave him out there. You got up and exited your room before heading to the living room. When you approached the front door and placed your hand on the knob, something in your stomach turned. Would he be as forgiving? Karasu wasn't the type to get upset. You knew him. He was your boyfriend after all.
You turned the lock and was greeted by the sight of a disheveled, exasperated man. He stood before you, an annoyed expression on his face. Neither of you spoke, allowing the silence to linger in the air. It was thick and heavy.
Then, he spoke. "You've been ignoring me. You read my texts but don't reply and all my calls go unanswered. You also disregarded my message asking what I did wrong." He spoke, his voice relaxed and impassive. He sounded calm. That was the scary part. He didn't sound annoyed or irritated, just composed and still.
"I wasn't ignoring you," you gulped. He merely tilted his head, taking a step forward. "Oh? It looked like that to me. Usually when someone doesn't acknowledge a person at all, we call it ignoring. If you weren't ignoring me, what were you doing?"
As he took more steps forward, you took several steps back. By now, he let himself in. One of his hands slipped behind him and closed the door. He had suspected your parents were working since you were the one to answer the door. His gaze lifted from you to scan the room before landing back on you.
"You're overthinking things." His eyes narrowed as those words left your mouth. He gauged your expression. You were avoiding eye contact with him, a clear sign of nervousness.
The quiet that followed after your statement made your stomach drop. You knew you had screwed up badly this time. Then, he gripped one of your wrists and pulled you towards him. His other hand made its way to your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "Tell me, is it that I did something wrong or is this merely because you just want to mess with me?"
You tried squirming out of his grasp but he didn't let you. "Answer me," he demanded.
"I already told you I wasn't ignoring you." You fired back. "Then why ignore all my attempts to communicate with you? I'm not a mind reader, you know. I can't tell your intentions by subtle signs alone." He leaned down, whispering faintly against your lips. The hand on your chin moved to cradle the back of your head as he pulled you into a kiss. Everything was so sudden. Yet, you went along with the flow.
It wasn't long before the two of you were full on making out with each other with you pressed up against a wall. His hands wrapped around your waist as he lifted you up and held you against him. "T-Tabi!" Your hands gripped his shoulders as he carried you back to your room. He locked the door behind him and placed you on the center of the bed.
He shrugged off the bag and climbed on top of you. A hand slid under your shirt as the two of you melted into a passionate kiss. Finally, you broke the kiss to breathe.
"Since you don't want to tell me the issue, I guess I'll just fuck it out of you," he groaned. You blushed at his comment. Before you could respond, he pulled your shirt over your head and threw it across the room. It didn't take long for him to start removing the rest of your clothes and all of his.
He was already erect. Your eyes widened at the sight while a faint blush lightly dusted your cheeks. The two of you had done it multiple times before but there was no doubt that he was big. The worst part was that he knew how to utilize his assets and effectively use it against you.
His hand was on your chest, pushing you back against the pillows as he settled between your legs. He held both your thighs open, his hand finding a space between them. He slowly slid one finger inside, pumping in and out gently. Once you adjusted, he added another.
You writhed beneath him, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as pitiful moans escaped your lips. "Aaagh! Aaah..!~" At the sound of your voice, his cock twitched. He continued pumping his fingers in and out of you, eventually adding a third digit.
He took his time in preparing you, making sure not to rush or hurt you. You loosened up quickly, your vulnerable entrance opening up just enough to take him.
A hand grasped your waist as he lined himself up. Slowly, he pushed inside. He gave you time to adjust to his length. Once you were fully adjusted and comfortable, he began moving.
At first, his movements were at a steady pace. Soft sighs and hums escaped. "Stay still," he groaned. The steady pace turned into a faster, rhythmic one. Your soft sighs and hums evolved into moans amd cries of pleasure as your back arched off of the bed.
"Aah...mmh! Tabi!" You cried, trying to push at his pelvis. He simply brushed your hand to the side. "You can take it. You had no issue ignoring me, right? You laid in bed peacefully while I was worried sick about you, right?" He taunted, speeding up and applying pressure.
The brutal thrusts of his hips made you cry even louder. You could feel yourself tipping over the edge. You could feel him buried deep inside you. You felt everything all at once.
Unfortunately, your release was cut short. Your eyes fluttered open, looking up at your boyfriend. He had pulled away, leaving you completely empty. "W-Wha?"
"You don't get to cum. I won't let you. Not unless you beg properly," he teased. Realization dawned on you. Things weren't as simple as you thought.
Tears spilled down your cheek from the frustration and growing ache between your legs. Your hands came up to cover your tear-streaked face. "Lemme cum..p-please. I-I'll be good, Tabi. Will never ignore y-you again. O-Only wanted your attention.."
Your confession came with your begging. Karasu had figured you weren't actually upset. He just wanted to hear you say it, which was why he was fucking you senseless beneath him.
"Tch, look me in the eyes when you say it. Don't cover your face. Right now, you're working for absolutely nothing and it's mediocre." As he criticized, your core was left needy and unsatisfied. You didn't have an ounce of pride left. All of it disappeared the moment he slipped inside of you.
Slowly, you moved your hands away from your face. The two of you locked eyes and you could feel your stomach twist. He was serious. You wouldn't cum until you begged him properly.
"P-Please, Tabi! J-Just lemme cum..I promise I-I won't do it again..."
Finally, he slipped back inside. He moved at a pace that guaranteed your release. It was just right. Your fingers gripped at the sheets below you. You bit your lip, trying to silence the lewd sounds that threatend to spill from you. Everytime he thrusted inside, his tip kissed that sweet spot inside you. You were seeing stars and your eyes were glazed over.
"Ah—! Shit.." He groaned, his own climax creeping in. With one final snap of his hips, your orgasm came crashing like a wave. Your mind went completely blank.
He rode out his own release. You felt his warmth spilling inside you as you threw your head back against the pillows.
Slowly, he leaned down and kissed away a few of the tears on your cheeks before moving to pull you into a soft kiss. When he pulled away from the kiss, he slowly pulled out of you.
"Next time you want my attention, don't ignore me. Come to me and tell me how you feel, alright?" He spoke softly, laying down beside you.
You nodded. "W-Won't ignore you ever again, I promise.."
He pulled the covers up on both of you as the two of you drifted off to sleep. If its one thing you learnt, it was to never ignore your boyfriend ever again.
