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แฅซแญก changed my mind
แฏโ synopsis mizuki loves making your life harder. especially when he leaves you on the brink just to answer the door. โ tags dom mizuki. gn but readerโs on the recieving end (fingering). girl is used but its only cause someone assumed ur gender. condescending mizuki (not rlly degradation its okay guys). bit of jealous n possessive mizuki divider by saradika-graphics !
โholy shit, donโt stopโโ you barely whimper it out before mizuki retracts his fingers. you could already feel his smirk from behind your shoulder.
you let out a sound between a sob and a growl. heโs been edging you for the past hour and all you wanted to do was feel relief after a long day.
โwhat is wrong with you?โ turning your head, you snarl at his smug expression, feeling even more irritated.
mizuki clicks his tongue, โyou know that attitude wonโt get you anywhere.โ he shakes his head in mock disappointment.
โcome on, justโ please?โ you give in, giving him a pleading face. projecting the neediest and whiney tone, you look up at him. โbabe.โ
it seems to work a bit, given by the way his eyes soften just a little before he gives your lips a soft peck.
โyou want these?โ he flexes his hand, slender fingers moving the stickiness around and in between his middle and pointer, almost as if heโs fascinated. โyeah?โ
giving him a soft kiss, you nod eagerly, โyes, yes, please give it to me.โ you whisper nicely, hoping to sway him even further into giving you what you want.
โso polite.โ he snickers, adjusting your position between his thighs, settling you into his chest before he hooks his chin over your shoulder. โmy sweet littleโฆ whore?โ he questions mockingly, like he was testing out a new petname.
โare you? are you my sweet whore, babe?โ mizuki goads, kissing the side of your face while you both watch in a trance as his fingers sink back into you. โyeah, you are.โ
he snickers quietly at the gasp you let out, curling your hands into the sheets beside his legs.
โmy whore.โ he kisses your cheek again, spoken with revelation. โmy beautiful little slut.โ you feel his fingers curl into you after every word, making you lean your head back into his body.
โi love you so much,โ he almost moans into your ear. the way heโs almost getting off to the way youโre feeling good lights up a fire in your chest. โcum on my fingers, babe.โ
you let out a broken breath, moaning into the air. heโs hitting your spot just right, and you feel yourself almost coming apart.
but right before you could call out to him though, your doorbell rings across the apartment and into the bedroom.
mizuki sighs in slight irritation, fingers suddenly stopping, making you let out a small sob. you were so close.
โwait here, iโll be quick.โ
he moves to get off the bed when you grasp his hand, eyes wet with unshed tears. โi wasโ i was soโฆ donโt go. please.โ
mizuki chuckles softly at your desperation. โitโs the food we ordered. youโd regret it if i didnโt get it.โ
you shake your head, not giving any less of a fuck if it was from your favorite restaurant or not. you could only watch him leave the bedroom door open pathetically as he saunters outside in only his shorts.
mizuki ignores the way the delivery guy is taken aback by his appearance, clearly smelling of sex and looking like it too, with his ruffled hair and sweat sheened arms. the only thing he can think of is you, and how youโre probably writhing in restlessness back in the bed.
โgot a girl back there?โ the dude jokes, feeling awkward while mizuki goes through his pouch for the money.
he probably doesnโt mean anything by it, just a light joke, mizuki thinks. but he canโt help the irrational feeling of wanting to hide you away, to keep you a secret.
what if you order while heโs out one night and itโs this guy again? would he be able to recognize your smell? or remember your apartment number? he canโt help but think.
mizuki doesnโt answer, mood souring at the strangerโs inquiry. he quickly closes the door the moment he grasps the paper bag, leaving the guy with his change. he places it on the counter in a bit of a rush before returning to you.
meanwhile in the bedroom, you could hear them talk, but youโre far too muddled-brain to care. all you could think about was your boyfriend and your small growing grudge at him for denying you.
mizuki plops on the bed as soon as heโs back, โmiss me?โ he gets an unimpressed glare from you in return. โokay, okay. sorry.โ he chuckles.
โiโm getting some of your food.โ you grumble while he settles you onto his lap. โtakinโโฆ all your meat. and rice.โ
heโs unfazed, โno problem.โ
mizuki licks his lips before caressing your thighs, peppering kisses on to your chest. he slowly eases his fingers into you, theyโre a bit wet since he washed his hands after grabbing the food. he may be freaky, but heโs not unhygienic.
โthere you go.โ he coos, watching you sigh at the feeling of being full. โthis hole missed me? did it?โ
โs-shut up.โ you groan, still frustrated and annoyed at him.
mizuki kisses the scowl on your face, its wet and messy, just like the way heโs pumping his fingers into you. โcalm down, iโm here now.โ he placates, forehead resting on to yours.
you yelp when he curles them into the right spot again, hands coming up to grip onto the short black hair connecting to his neck. he groans in response.
โiโve been so mean to you, havenโt i?โ you nod at him, eyebrows furrowed.
mizuki frowns mockingly, โi have? awwโฆ my poor baby.โ with his free hand, he sneaks it under your shirt and tweaks a nipple, making you arch into his chest.
โiโll make it up to you, precious.โ he bites your cheek softly, feeling a bit aggressive. he canโt help it if you were being so cute.
โi left you so depravedโฆ only fair if i made you cumโโ
you moan into his shoulder, hiding your face when you felt shudders throughout your body.
โoh, already?โ mizuki questions, fingers digging into you unrelentlessly. he doesnโt stop pumping it in and out. โyou deserve more, babe.โ
you shake your head, sobbing while clawing at his back, body feeling overwhelmed. the pain and pleasure was blinding as he places a hand behind you back, rubbing it in comfort.
โiโm not done. you can handle it, right?โ
mizuki maneuvers you both on the bed, holding you steady while he fiddles through the drawer next to your bed. he takes out your bullet vibrator and kisses your temple softly, amusement in his eyes when he sees the look of surprise and horror on your face.
โyou can take my portion. iโll even feed it to you. just give me a bit more, okay?โ
















