Sometimes you really love a Timeskip!Haikyuu boy but theres never enough content for them. I present to you, my book of smutshots. Each smutshot is a potential book that i shoved into 10,000+ words because then Id have far too many books to write âĄ
Tags/Warnings:
Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Fingerfucking, Hand Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Vaginal Sex, Light Dom/sub, Body Image Issues, Porn with Feelings, Praise Kink, Size Kink, Heterosexual Sex ,Mating Press, Breeding, Arranged Marriage ,Creampie, Pregnancy Kink, Cunnilingus, Spanking, Dacryphilia, Humiliation, Breastfeeding, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Squirting, Anal Fingering, Anal, Rimming, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Explicit Sexual Content, Shower Sex, Drunk Sex, Collars, Light BDSM, Mean Dom, Dry Humping, Angst, Rape/Non-con Elements, Lactation Kink
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· Timeskip!Daichi Sawamura
Self-Control (NSFW Oneshot) [1]
Bunny (NSFW Oneshot) [2]
· Timeskip!Tendou Satori
Sweet Like Chocolate [NSFW Book]
· Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei
Hey Stranger, Will You Marry Me? (Tumblr Version) [NSFW Book]
(Available on Wattpad or A03 )
· Timeskip!Iwaizumi Hajime
One Condition (NSFW Oneshot)
· Timeskip!Hanamaki Takahiro
Tease (NSFW Oneshot)
· Suna Rintarou
Boring? (NSFW Oneshot)
The Artist, The Maid and The Muse (1/4) (2/4) (3/4) (4/4) NSFW
· Timeskip!Sakusa Kiyoomi
Wolves in Sheep's Clothing (HusbandxWife!OC NSFW Book based on the smutshots below) [COMPLETE]
Nasty, Filthy, Moving Your Bawdy (NSFW Smutshot) [1]
Runaway Bride (Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei x OC) (NSFW)
Chapter 12: Unhinged (NSFW)
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Chapter 12
Hushed whimpers were heard in the darkness of their room. She whined, pleading softly for him. It had been hours since they confined themselves inside the motel room. She had no idea what time it was, whether the sun had reached its peak or if an entire day passed by. It seemed like he had made no plans to leave anytime soon.
They lay there on their sides, facing each other, bodies tangled on top of damp creased bedding. Her arms were wrapped around his head, which was buried against her breasts. He kept his hands on her ass, making sure her legs wrapped around his waist, buried deep inside her, hips completely still making her feel every inch of him.
She had no idea how long they had been like that; he was much calmer than earlier but she was aware of how heated he was still feeling. His lips lazily suckled on her breasts, tongue teasing her nipples ever so gently in slow circles. She gasped, lightly jutting her hips but he held her still.
âIssei⊠Arenât you tired?â She muttered, massaging his scalp. He shook his head, releasing her nipple, instead resting his chin between her breasts. She squirmed from the way his light stubble tickled her skin but he calmy gazed at her, refusing to move.
âHow can I sleep when you look like that right nowâŠâ He mumbled and she hummed, raising a brow.
âLike what?â
Y/n inhaled sharply, when he slowly pushed himself deeper inside her, however he stopped moving again, watching her flustered expression, her wetness pooling at his base. He scanned her all over, looking at all the marks he had littered over her body, the way her hair was disheveled, lips swollen from constant contact and the way her eyes were still sparkling at the sight of him⊠It almost made his heart do flips
âLike you want moreâŠâ He purred.
Her eyes widened and she shook her head âI think itâs you who wants moreâŠâ
She shuddered trying to move her hips away, but he held them still, âNo no, donât move⊠Stay still for me, just like thisâŠâ He whispered. She shuddered when he sunk himself into her, her folds spread around the base of his cock making her toes curl.
âPerfect fitâŠâ He cooed in a hushed tone.
It wasnât a lie; she did want more of him, but it felt maddened to still crave him hours since they had been cooped up. Something changed after last night, they released all their pent-up feelings for one another in the confines of this motel room.
Completely unexpected compared to when they first met. She thought he was insufferable, but she needed him at that point in time. She would have never thought that sheâd find out just how wrong she was, how much they craved each other. Ever since they first got together, there was barely a single moment where he was not buried inside her, just like this very moment.
She could feel his cock warming inside her, her walls squeezing him, making him release a low grunt from his lips. It sent shivers down her spine when rough hands travelled up her back, holding her tight. She sighed, snuggling her face into the crook of his neck, her hips rocking into him trying to make him move.
âIssei please, I canât wait anymoreâ She whispered softly. He hummed, petting the top of her head, snuggling into her before cooing playfully,
âNo~â
âIssei!â She whined, desperately trying to move her hips but he was firm with his hold.
âPleaseââ
His lips pressed over hers, silencing her. His hands rubbed up and down the back of her body feverishly, rolling his tongue with hers. She felt herself succumb to his touch, eyes lidding as she hooked her leg over his hip, pinning herself against him. Matsukawaâs hand strayed towards her ass, kneading it in desperation, now rolling his hips into her. Her nails dug into his back, whimpering against him
ââharderâ She moaned. He hissed feeling her walls squeezing him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her, turning onto his back, laying her on top of him. She gasped, when he hugged her tight to his body, thrusting into her hard.
âLike that? Or like this?â He panted, his hands squeezing her ass, pushing her hips down hard each time to meet his thrusts. Her eyes almost rolled back, moaning louder.
âOh godââ She cried out, moaning, â..yeah!~â
Matsukawa let out a low laugh, his chest vibrating against hers, making her peek at him.
âWhat?â She panted, sitting up. He lay there with a grin on his lips, wriggling his thick brows, feeling a little smug. His hands groped her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples making her shudder, clamping onto his cock.
âCompared to when we first started sleeping together, youâve become more vocal⊠I like it a lot, especially because you donât hide what you want⊠Its such a turn onâŠâ He said, pinching and tugging her nipples just a little making her squeak, jutting her hips against him in shock.
âItâs called trust, Issei⊠I trust you.â She muttered. He felt his chest warm a little, his fingers caress her face before he smirked, licking his lips. His hand slid to the back of her head pulling her face down to join their lips. Again, she felt breathless, her focus completely on the lewd way he invaded her mouth, but the moment was taken away when he pulled away with a satisfied grin.
âCâmon Princess⊠Show me how much trust you have in me.â He teased, his hand spanking her ass once, making her hips jerk again from shock. She rolled her eyes at his smug expression, feeling a little shy from how he stared up at her.
Challenge clearly reflecting in his eyes. She placed her hands on his chest, now rolling her hips over his a little faster. Matsukawaâs eyes glinted, his fingers digging into her hips tight, watching her moan and writhe on top of him.
âFuck⊠Just like that⊠Ride me like you own meâ He grinned, tilting his head back letting out a moan.
âAh! Isseiii~â His name rolled off her tongue like a symphony, sending a chill down his back. His eyes lidded, recoiling his hand once more before his palm met her ass again, making her cry out from the sudden smack before he grabbed onto it, squeezing it hard when he felt her walls pulsate against his cock.
âCome on⊠Fuck me the way you want to be fucked. Iâm not even fully inside you⊠Considering how much weâve been fucking, I figured itâd be an easy fit by nowâ He grunted, spanking her again.
She was panting, trying hard to roll her hips, shaking her head âI-Iâm trying! But itâs so thickâŠâ She trembled. It made her spine tingle, and he grunted feeling her pussy squeeze around him. Matsukawa lips curled just slightly, just watching her trying to take him in⊠His fingers danced down her body, pressing themselves lightly just below her belly button, adding a bit of pressure. Closing her eyes, she let out a cry, desperately calling out his name.
âIssei! Donât...!â She gasped
Her poor folds were split wide apart, trying their best to swallow up his entire length. Both his hands suddenly gripped her hips tight, holding her still. Her eyes opened, the moment he halted her but before she could speak, he cut her off
âHere⊠Let Issei help youâ He cooed, making her freeze, before even a single thought could slip into her head, bringing her hips down fully penetrating her. Her eyes widened, jaw dropping as her head fell back, crying out so loud that he was certain the entire motel could hear her. Matsukawa huffed, he held her there making her feel his entire cock, buried all the way inside her.
âGoddamnâŠâ He clicked his tongue feigning ignorance, looking at her abdomen, noticing the way it slightly bulged⊠âYou look full⊠Hanging in there, Princess? Looked like you were gonna pass out for a secondâ He teased her, a hand caressing her cheek comforting her. Her thighs were shaking, humming and nodding her head.
âI almost didâŠâ She panted while his hand rubbed her abdomen making her whimper a little but that only got him more excited, when he felt her skin raise, his caresses making her quiver. Matsukawa couldnât help but lick his lips, watching her nipples tighten into peaks again.
âPretty girl, youâre doing so well⊠Think you can hold on a little longer? I know you canâ He asked. She nodded again, swallowing back a grunt. âDo your bestâŠâ She panted. He chuckled, finally getting what he was waiting for.
âThatâs my girlâŠâ He muttered, making her feel more than just his cock in her bellyâŠ
With that, he bounced her up and down his cock, hard. Each thrust made her feel so full, the way his cock was buried to the hilt. She almost keeled over him, but he sat up, his hand gathering her hair, forcing her head to stay up
âOh? Are you giving up on me now? I havenât even started doing my bestâ He teased, his tongue licking up her throat, leaving behind another hickey in his trail.
âS-So mean!â She managed to sputter making him chuckle. His grip on her hair was tight, keeping her head up, rubbing his nose against hers, muttering
âMean? I was being nice and letting you have control⊠But if you really want to see how mean I can beâŠâ
He pushed her onto the mattress, turning her to lay on her stomach his hand gripped her ankle, making her squeal when he pulled her body towards him, dragging her hips up high, slapping her ass harder than before.
âIssei!? You animal!â She gasped but it only made him laugh, squeezing her ass
âItâs not my fault that this spoiled brat can barely handle my cock, now is it..?â He slapped her ass again, making her jolt.  âCome on, keep your ass up and spread your pussy for meâ He ordered. She was panting hard, every inch of her was aching, but the ache she felt deep within her core was far more intense. With trembling hands reaching out behind her, she spread her folds apart, her face burning from embarrassment. On the other hand, he could relish in the scene in front of him. Seeing her under him, spread out wet and needy for him. The way her holes twitched, begging to be filled up by himâŠ
âSo fucking sexyâŠ.â
Matsukawa let out a pleased hum, his hand swatting one cheek, grabbing at her flesh roughly making her cry out, toes curling when she felt his latex covered cock rub against her pussy slowly.
ââŠyouâve no idea what it does to me when I see you so needy for meâŠâ He cooed, rubbing his tip up and down her slit, not making any attempt to penetrate her. He felt her slick coat him, licking his lips.
âFuck⊠I just wanna fill you up, feed your greedy pussy all my cum until it cant take anymoreâŠâ
ââŠIsseiâŠâ She whimpered, ââŠdonât teaseâŠâ
Her body twitched when his tip purposely bumped and rubbed her clit, suddenly his hands grabbed her wrists, pulling them back and with a strong thrust he began rubbing her clit against his shaft faster. Her jaw dropped, eyes closing as a flurry of moans escaped her.
âIâm not even fucking you and yet, youâre crying out so much⊠Clit that sensitive, huh? I probably played with it too much tonight. Youâre going crazy⊠Canât understand a single thing youâre sayingâŠâ He grinned, rubbing against her harder. Her hands curled into fists, lifting her head up to cry out when she gushed just a little. She cried out his name sending a chill down his spine, making him swallow before he bit on his bottom lip.
âOh fuckââ He muttered, âNeed to see you cumming like thisâŠâ He groaned, thrusting faster against her. Her eyes rolled back, jaw dropping⊠All she could do was sputter incohesive words, before her back arched, hips shaking when she gushed on the mattress.
âDamn⊠Squirted just from that⊠Weâre probably going to get banned from this motel when we check outâ He chuckled before he let go of her wrists making her fall forward onto the mattress, but she didnât have a second before he turned her onto her back, climbing on top of her. Matsukawa gripped her jaw, taking in her flushed teary face.
âYou know⊠You look real pretty when youâre a mess⊠Did you know that?â He asked. She looked away, embarrassed but he cupped her face, making her look at him again.
âCome on now, donât look away from me⊠It hurts my feelings when you look awayâŠâ He cooed, rubbing his nose against hers. Her eyes lidded, sharing his gaze before she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their lips and bodies together.
âAlright⊠Iâm looking at you, IsseiâŠâ She muttered quietly making him hum gently, feeling his heart flutter. He gripped the back of her head, making her look at their lower bodiesâŠ
âYeahâŠ? Keep looking when I put it inside you againâŠâ
She took in a sharp breath when he slowly pushed his way inside of her. Instead of being hasty, he took his sweet time sinking himself inside her. He hand gripped the back of her head, making her watch where their bodies were connecting.
âLook at that Y/n⊠The way your pussy is swallowing me whole⊠Itâs so fucking hot, isnât it?â He muttered lowly in her ear. She was panting, biting her lip watching each inch slip right inside her. Her head tilted back, letting him kiss her throat, stroking her head
âYouâre taking me in so good âŠâ He whispered before kissing her cheek, ââŠsuch a good girl for meâŠâ He cooed, finally rolling his hips into her. Her head fell back, closing her eyes as she welcomed him inside her. Hips pinned into the bed he grinded himself into her slowly making her toes curl. A sharp gasp slipped from her, pushing her hips into his making him grunt.
âRight there?â He muttered into her ear. She shuddered, nodding her head
âT-There Issei! Hngh!ââ
He focused solely on that spot, rubbing against it with slow hard thrusts. One hand cradled the back of her head while the other lifted her leg, throwing it over his lower back. He sunk into her even more, pinning her hips right into the mattress. She moaned repeatedly, with each sharp thrust he gave her.
She couldnât help but nuzzle into the crook of his neck, making his skin raise in delight, teeth sinking into his shoulder making him hiss through clenched teeth.
âUgh! F-FuuuckâŠâ He groaned, circle his hips into hers. Her walls pulsating, toes curling. Matsukawa swallowed, the hand behind her head holding her tight, his lips ghosting her ear.
âThe way youâre squeezing my cock⊠Itâs driving me insane⊠Makinâ it hard for me to pull outâŠâ He groaned, warning her. The way his cock refused to leave her, she felt like she was the one going insane. Being pinned into the mattress, all her mind and body were fixated on was his cock pumping inside her.
She crossed her legs around his hips, forcing him deep inside herâŠ
âIsseiââ She gasped, breath hitchingâŠ
âI-Iâm cumming!â She managed to cry out. He cursed, groaning out from her pussy squeezing him. Her orgasm wetted them both but he didnât care, he gave a few more thrusts before pulling out. Her body dropped onto the mattress, eyes locked onto him as she tried catching her breath.
âIsseiâŠâ She muttered and he hummed, petting the top of her head.
âWant some water?â He asked softly but she shook her head, swallowingâŠ
âNot yetâŠâ Her eyes glanced at his cock, realizing he was still hard.
âYou didnât cumâŠ?â She asked and he hummed caressing her cheek, giving it a gentle pinch
âDonât worry about it, Iâll take care of it in the shower⊠But right now, you need to hydrate and get some sleep.â
He said, turning to stand up, going to the mini bar to grab a bottle of water for her. She sat up, when he made her drink before finishing the rest of the bottle. However, he froze when he felt her hands wrap around his shaft.
âDonât worry about it SweetheartâŠâ He said, petting the top of her head but she ignored him, pulling the condom off. Matsukawa grunted, watching her slide off the bed. He noticed how her legs were shaking slightly as she lowered herself on her knees
âCâmon, I know youâre exhaustedâŠâ He reasoned but she shook her head, âI want you to feel good too. You donât want me too?â She asked sweetly making him raise a brow, immediately chucking the plastic bottle somewhere behind him without a care.
âHow could I possibly say no to you when you asked to suck my dick so cutely?â He said making her giggle softly, âIdiotâŠâ
He grinned, caressing her face, his thumb tracing her lips bringing her closer to his cock. She felt her cheeks warm now, it suddenly felt quiet. Matsukawa leaned back watching her, his chest heaved softly while he gently pet her head. Her eyes lidded and she leaned forward, lips pressing to his tip, giving it a soft kiss.
He grunted softly, head titling as he held back from shuddering from the way she left kisses along his length. She parted her lips, letting her tongue slip out from between them, now tracing the underside of his entire length
âF-Fuckââ He groaned, feeling the hair at the back of his neck stand up when she teased the ridge of his cockhead in slow circles before wrapping her lips around his tip, sucking. His low groans made her feel wet again, but she had reached that point where she knew she would pass out if he fucked her again. Right now, she was solely focused on pleasing him
Suddenly, she froze when she felt his hand on top of her head. Eyes peeked up at his face, startled by the aroused expression he had. She squirmed a little from her position under him but he slowly moved her head forward, making her swallow more of his length deeper. She loosened her jaw more, sucking his cock harder making him moan
âYouâve gotten so much better at this⊠So fucking goodâŠâ He panted, moving her head faster. She hummed against him, feeling him unintentionally grip her head harder. The way his shaft pulsed in her mouth, she felt the warmth of it against her tongue, almost making he feel like she was under some sort of spell. It was only when he suddenly pushed himself all the way in, that the spell broke and her eyes widened, almost gagging but he was quick to guide her
âBreathe baby⊠Relax your throat.â He held her there, throbbing from the way she took in deep breaths, her eyes watering over. Quickly he let go, pulling her mouth off him, watching her pant
âSorry baby⊠I got too excited, did it hurt?â He muttered, caressing her cheeks, thumbs wiping away stray tears. He was worried that he scared her but he forgot that she was still new to this. She didnât necessarily feel pain, she was just unprepared for that sudden thrust however, thinking about it stirred something inside her. She gripped his wrist, pulling his hand towards the back of her head
âI didnât hurt⊠You took me by surprise, thatâs all, butâŠâ She muttered, cheeks heating slightly, looking up at him, ââŠI liked itâŠâ She mumbled but he heard it loud and clear. He almost laughed, shaking his head
âSeriously⊠You really are trouble for my heartâŠâ
She blushed, swallowing before looking at him. His smug look made her feel a little annoyed, now wanting some payback. Matsukawa grunted when her lips wrapped around him again, sucking his tip hard. His fingers curled into her hair, hissing
âSo lewd⊠Little bratâ He muttered, watching her head bob against him, biting his lip. She felt confident, grabbing his other free hand, bringing it to her head. He couldnât help but grin, grabbing at her locks, moving her head himself. She gagged and sputtered a little but that didnât stop him. She said she liked it, right? He was sure if she didnât want him to be a little rough, she wouldâve tapped out instantly, but he was impressed by how she soldiered on
âYouâll get better at this in no time, weâre just gonna have practice a lot more but youâre doing so well for your first deepthroatâ He praised her, sending jolts in her core. She mewled against the hot shaft in her mouth, feeling vulgar from how she make have looked in this moment. Silently thanking the fact that the motel room was dim, she didnât want him to see her tear-riddled face or the drool dripping from her lips, the sounds she was making was already enough to shame her when she would come back to her senses.
âMmph!ââ She squealed when he groaned, his head falling back when he bobbed her mouth all the way down his length, holding her against him. She controlled her breaths, feeling his cum ooze into her mouth, feeling herself gush a little. Matsukawa was panting, lost in his own post orgasmic bliss but he had enough senses to let go of her head, letting her pull back.
ââŠfuckâŠâ He muttered, leaning forward. She looked disheveled but he thought she was the most alluring he had ever seen. His hand went under her mouth,
âSpit it out, its okayâ He said gently and she felt relieved, still embarrassed but she opened her mouth, pushing his cum out while he pet her head.
âS-SorryâŠâ She mumbled, cheeks burning but he laughed, shaking his head
âDonât be, you did amazing. I was worried youâd choke.â He stood up to go wash his hands before he came back, looking at her leaning against the bed. He pouted, cooing
âAww, this little kitten is about to pass outâ He teased and she scoffed, âYou have the stamina of an animal, Issei⊠Seriously think Iâll need a wheelchair this weekendâŠâ
He teased, coming to her. Bending down to pick her up, making his way to the bathroom.
âI take that as a compliment⊠Câmon, lets get cleaned up and check out from hereâ
She pouted when he pushed her into the shower, âWeâre not going to sleep after?â She asked and he shook his head, âIâve sobered up enough to drive, wouldnât you rather we pass out on our clean bed? I feel like itâll defeat the purpose of showering only to get back into that bed⊠You can sleep in the car and Iâll carry you to bed, okay?â He asked and she hummed, leaning against him when the warm water sprayed over them
âSounds good⊠Iâd rather we sleep in our own bed⊠Iâm afraid to turn on the lights and see the state of this room⊠Weâre definitely going to be banned from hereâ She said, lathering her hair. Matsukawaâs fingers reached between her legs and she almost jumped,
âDonât you dare! I cant do it again, Iâll die!â She squeaked and he laughed, âRelax, Iâm just cleaning you up and checking if thereâs any swelling⊠Certainly feels like itâŠâ He muttered⊠She was embarrassed, rinsing out her hair
ââŠand whos fault is that? Certainly not mineâŠ.â She huffed before making him turn around, washing his back for him. He turned his head to glance down at her,
âIt is⊠How the fuck could I resist when you looked so sexy all night, grinding your ass against my dick on the dance floorâŠ?â She felt flushed, scrubbing his back harder.
âIt was the alcohol, okayâŠâ
He smirked to himself, âWell in that case, itâs the same for me thenâŠâ
Y/n rinsed his back and this time he turned around, lathering her body in soap but she couldnât help but let her mind wander. After their heated fight last night, she wasnât sure if they had become a real couple⊠It felt like they admitted they needed one another to depend on but she wasnât sure just how their relationship had gotten. Theyâd only known each other a month, could just the heat of the situation be getting to their heads?
She was broken out of her spiraling thoughts when his hands cupped her face, peering down at her
âDid I fuck you so hard that youâre spacing out?â He teased and she hummed, shaking her head
âI guess so⊠I donât know how Iâm awake right nowâŠâ She muttered making him laugh.
âCâmon, lets go homeâ
He turned the shower off, quickly drying them off before they got dressed. She literally felt like a zombie at this point, craving their bed at home. They walked out of their room, shutting the door behind them. She felt slightly embarrassed, almost like they were running away from a crime scene. She followed behind him to the reception, where a middle aged couple stood. The lady glanced at the keycard he placed in front of her, Matsukawa signaling that he wanted to check out
âRoom 401?â She asked and he nodded. They noticed her glancing at them up and down before giving a scowl, shaking her head
âYouâve been charged double for the room.â She huffed and Matsukawaâs brows furrowed, âExcuse me? Double?â He repeated and she huffed again, handing a printed receipt, pointing to the cleaning fee
âNormally, we never do this but we had complaints about Room 401⊠Three customers checked out, thanks to you both. We even tried knocking but clearly, you were too preoccupied to hear us⊠God forbid what state that room is in.â She lectured them, making the older man, standing behind the woman glanced at Matsukawa and then Y/n, before giving Matsukawa an impressed look and a thumbs up, then looking at his own wife and gesturing that she was crazy. Y/n feel like she was going to pass away there and then, while Matsukawa tried to control his laugh.
The younger couple quietly apologized for the inconvenience caused as Matsukawa begrudgingly paid for the âdamages causedâ before the lady returned his card and stating,
âI usually ask if guests enjoyed their stay but clearly I donât need to ask you two⊠Goodbyeâ
Matsukawa wrapped his arm around Y/n, walking her to the exit but he couldnât help himself,
âWe definitely enjoyed our stay, but you charging double without checking is actually a loss for you cause you probably need to replace the mattress, the sheets, probably the bed frame itselfâŠâ he hummed, looking at the irritated flustered lady, smirking, âMaybe check the walls as well, I canât remember if we made dents in them because we enjoyed our stay a bit too much⊠Have a nice dayâ He grinned, heading out with Y/n who sped walked to try hiding her shame
âAnimals!â The lady screeched.
~
âIssei! I canât believe you!â Y/n spluttered in the car, covering her face. He just shrugged, smirking
âShe deserved it for trying to shame us. Why run a motel if you canât handle horny guests?â
Y/n shook her head, âI cant believe 3 rooms checked out because of us⊠I didnât think we were being that wild, were we?â She muttered, and he pet the top of her head, grinning
âPrincess, you were enjoying yourself so much last night, you probably didnât realize how loud you were but Iâm not complaining⊠Pretty proud of myself, actually. I think Iâm gonna need to find a soundproof apartment.â
Y/n flushed, sinking into her seat, now just wanting to go home⊠Matsukawa tunred the ignition but his engine didnât budge and he cursed, âFuck⊠Not againâŠâ He cursed and her shoulders perked
âWhatâs wrong?â She asked and he sighed, âEver since I got this stupid car, the engine fucking jams sometimes. It takes me a few goes before I can get it working⊠Hold onâ He muttered, turning the key a few times until his car finally began starting
âFinally!â He groaned and she hummed, looking at him
âIssei, why donât you bring your car to the workshop on Monday!? We can take a look at your car and try fixing it for you. I can even get you a discountâ She grinned, and he hummed,
âActually⊠thatâs not a bad idea at all⊠Imagine how fast I couldâve gotten my car fixed, had someone told me about her job earlierâŠ.â He muttered making her cringeâŠ
âI apologized about it⊠I wonât keep anything away from you again, okay?â She pleaded placing her hand over his and he raised his brows, âDamn right you wonât⊠Otherwise your ass is going to be my next volleyballâ
She scoffed, âWhy must you resort to violence?â
He let go off her hand, putting his hand on her thigh as he drove, âI wouldnât consider it violence when I know you like itâŠâ He teased, squeezing her thigh, making her squirm and blush.
She leaned back into her seat, crossing her arms. âIâm gonna pass out nowâ She said and he laughed, turning the radio on letting music play. As she slowly felt herself succumbing to sleep, she heard him say
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Before Wattpad, I used to write on sites like fanfiction.net and fictionpress.com (dunno if they're still alive today). That's actually also how I began to officially write down my stories and share them to the world, and it's always been such an amazing and invigorating feeling! I've never been popular, but it was truly so incredible to see readers flocking to my stories and leaving feedback!
Now I decided to give Tumblr a try and...it's different. Yes, of course I deeply appreciate every single one of my lovely followers, but I totally agree with what you said that it kinda seems like a dying platform (in terms of actively supporting writers). I admit that I'm lazy and not a very good updater. Hell, I'm not even as talented as many other writers are! But I still do my best and it's heartbreaking for me to post my works and always sitting on the edge of my seat hoping for feedback, only for my works to get minimal to no interaction at all or things like comments/re-blogs with tags/etc.
I don't mean to sound whiney or anything like that because, at the end of the day, I'm still super thankful for everything and I'm not gonna quit writing! Like I said, it's just heartbreaking and really affects my motivation. And it's even worse when I see all of these other spectacular writers here on Tumblr having so much love and support and I'm really happy for them, but I can't help but feel jealous and sad sometimes. I know that's bad, but it's also not bad for me to want the same thing even if it's just a little bit. And I think ALL writers are the same, we all want to be noticed and validated because those are our main driving forces to continue on!
Anywhore, so sorry for rambling!! I completely understand if you got tired from reading this and don't wanna respond to me! >_< But I think you and your blog are super awesome and I'm gonna try to read and support your works when I have time especially since I'm a fellow Haikyu!! slut xD I also followed ya on Wattpad and I'll definitely be checking out your AO3, too! đ
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Aone stood by the platform waiting for the midnight train to arrive⊠He sighed, looking at his breath fog up in front of his face. His ears picked up the screeching of the rails, looking up to see his train approaching. Standing straight, he patiently waited as his carriage slowed down, stepping inside.Â
It wasnât a new occurrence of his when he spotted an empty seat at the end of the row, making his way to itâŠ
And just as predicted, the moment he sat down, the seats next to him immediately emptied and he didnât even bother looking at the nervous passengers making their way to the other side of the cart. When he was younger he could never understand why people avoided him on the train but Futakuchi eventually told him whyâŠ
Now into adulthood Aone just accepted the fact he looked intimidating⊠It was no wonder why the blind dates his bestfriend set up would never showed upâŠÂ
Why it was difficult for him to find a job at first⊠He was lucky that he managed to date one girl but they broke up quicker than he expected, but at least Futakuchi was still dating her best friendâŠ
âUm⊠Iâm sorry Aone⊠but I don't think this is going to work out between usâŠâ She muttered, awkwardly looking at her feet. He was perplexed, his brow bones lifting. He thought things were going great between them
âWhy?â He asked and she swallowed, rubbing the back of her neck
ââŠItâs just⊠Youâre so sweet and all but⊠I found someone else and I really like him⊠I hope we can still be friends.â She answered truthfully and he felt his heart drop, he had no words and she bowed, before walking away.
The train cart jutted Aone from his thoughts, checking the screen just to see he was arriving at the next station, crossing his arms he waited as the doors opened, people leaving, and new passengers entered. Like he was on replay, he watched them avoid the seats next to him, clearly putting distance when they got one look at him, making him pout.Â
Folding his arms, he sighed looking at his work boots. He caught sight of the flecks of dried cement staining the legs of his boiler suit, making him cringe because he definitely needed to shower. Maybe this was the reason why people werenât sitting next to himâŠ
He locked eyes with a lady walking by and she almost squeaked from shock, rushing past him to go to the next cart. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he slumped against his seat⊠Aone just looked outside the window glumly, watching the street-lights outside pass by in a blur. Minutes passed and the train slowed down, he straightened his posture so that people could walk past him, leaving the cart emptier than before.Â
He watched the doors of the carriage signalling they were about to shut
âWait for meeee!!!â He heard a squeal, raising his brows he watched a lady clumsily enter the cart, grabbing onto the support pole as she caught her breath
âI-I made it!â She said cheerily to someone who stood next to her but he just focused on his newspaper making her pout. Aone was mesmerised, this woman was unusual to him⊠She was dressed very fancily for someone getting onto the trainâŠÂ
A tight body-hugging dress ending just at her midthighs, extra volumized hair and a face full of makeup. She fixed her handbag, before strutting ungracefully down the carriage looking for a seat.  He realised she wasnât walking straight, giggling to herselfâŠ
(AN: Today I was in the mood for an unusual OC. Someone you would never expect Aone to end up with hehe)Â
He tried to keep his eyes off her, waiting for her to walk past him. He could smell the alcohol lingering and mixing with the sweet scent of her perfume. However, he froze when she took a seat next to him. He had no idea what to do⊠He didnât not expect such an attractive woman sit next to him⊠He didnât expect anyone to sit next to him, reallyâŠ
She was fanning her face, looking at her phone
ââŠOh god, that client mad me drink too muchâŠâ She muttered, feeling a little tipsy as the train moved⊠He heard her but Aone knew there was no point in interacting, she was talking to herself and she would certainly be alarmed if she saw his face so he turned his head, wondering what her job wasâŠ
Aone tried to distract himself as he stared at his feet, however he took note of her (really) high heels, her coloured toenails distract him⊠Raising a brow, he snuck a glance at her hands and he was fascinated by her nails. They were long, bright and decorated with tiny gemstones. His vision was obstructed when the cart jutted and her breasts bounced in the tight dress, making his cheeks heat up and he looked straight ahead, heart pounding.Â
He was not a pervert by any meansâŠÂ
He was raised better by his mother.Â
Aone distracted himself by scrolling through his phone, he had a journey ahead and it would be best to mind his own business. However, he was startled when her hand fell against his thigh, almost making him jump out of his skin and he glanced at her, alarmed. But he was met with her sleeping faceâŠÂ
He never realised that the young woman had fallen asleep, her head bobbing lightly with the movement of the cart. As the train curved, he held his breath when her body leaned against him, her head now resting against his shoulder. Aoneâs cheeks were burning at the point, he sat like a statue, listening to her mumble happily to herself.Â
Swallowing when she leaned closer to him, hugging his arm in her slumber, he could feel those pillowy breasts press against him and he was beginning to perspire. Aone had never been in this predicament before, he was so shocked that he sat in place missing his stop as the train went onâŠÂ
He didnât move a single inch until the train had finally come to a halt, the sudden jerk of the carriage made her wake up in a daze, rubbing her eyes
âMmhâŠÂ Where am I?â She muttered, squinting at the display board but she let out a sigh of relief,Â
âJust three more stopsâŠâ She muttered to herself, going back to resting her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. She smiled to herself, letting out a happy grunt when she hugged his arm again
âSo comfyâŠâ She said to herself making him blush.
However, it only took a few seconds before her eyes snapped open and she quickly pulled away from the burly man
âOh my gosh! Iâm so sorry! I didnât mean to fall asleep on you!â She whined, gasping in embarrassment when she realised her foundation and lipstick had stained his boiler suit. Aone was frozen when she turned to him, trying to wipe her makeup off his shoulder. He now had gotten a good look at her face, and he was totally mesmerised as she kept talking away. He had no idea what she was saying but he swore he could watch her talk for hours if he could.
ââŠpay for it!â He heard, shaking from his thoughts when she cocked her head, staring at him
ââŠI-Iâm sorryâŠâ He muttered and she blinked, rubbing the back of her neck
âOh, I was asking if you would let me cover the costs of getting your uniform dry cleaned? I insistâ She said and he quickly shook his head
âNo need, I work at a construction site, Iâm used to getting dirtyâ He said and she froze, a smile breaking on her face as she giggled. He blushed, looking at his boots shyly
âOh my, a construction worker? No wonder youâre so hunky and beefy! I was so comfortable sleeping on you, it felt like I was cuddling my teddy bear!â
Aoneâs cheeks were pink and he raised a brow
âTeddy bearâŠâ He muttered, that was a first⊠No one had ever compared him to a teddybear⊠A gangster, sure⊠But a stuffed toyâŠÂ
That was a firstâŠ
âWhere are you currently working?â She asked him and he told her about the new hotel they were currently making in the city centre. She nodded,Â
âOh I know where that is! I pass it sometimes! How exciting, I heard itâs going to be a fancy hotelâ
âUm⊠What do you do?â He asked, glancing at her again before clearing his throat
âComing back from a party?âÂ
She laughed again, shaking her head
âI wish, Teddy-kun! Iâm actually a Hostess! I work at a hostess club most nightsâ She beamed and he was taken back. Aone had never been to a hostess club before, his friends had gone plenty of times but he never saw the need of going there.Â
âTeddy-kunâŠâ He blushed from her nickname, watching her giggle and twirl a lock of her hair while she waited for him to speak. He felt obliged to say something but she swayed a little, making him alert
âAre you okay?â He asked and she hummed, trying to sit properly
âSorry Teddy-kun, a customer was a bit forceful with making one of our newbies drink⊠I may have had a little more than intended because I didnât want her to get wasted⊠I just need to get home and sleep it offâÂ
Aone just nodded, her attire made sense to him now. He knew those bars tended to be flashy and it was usually where business men would go to unwind after a long day of work. It kind of bugging him to imagine her sitting on a random manâs lap while he ogled her but this was her profession. He had no right to discourage it.
She realised he was quiet but it didnât stop her from starting a conversation
âIâm Y/nâ She said and he furrowed his brows,
âAone TakanobuâŠâ He mumbled but it made her smile more. He wondered why she was so chirpy with him, it must have been the alcohol⊠She probably couldn't see his features clearly to see how scary his face was
âTakkun!â She cooed making his ears turn bright red. Her friendliness was really throwing him off but he was entranced.Â
He was remained quiet, completely flustered and she was about to ask him another question but the train came to a halt and she looked outside
âOh! This is my stop!â She said, standing up. She almost tilted over but he quickly stood up, his hands holding her hips to stabilise her. She clutched his arm, her cheeks heated up from feeling the solid muscle under the baggy sleeve of his uniform, quickly letting go and laughing
âHehe thank you Teddy-kun, I should get home now.â She smiled, walking towards the doors, before she stepped off, she turned to look at him, smiling
âHope we meet againâÂ
With that Y/n exited the cart, humming to herself
Inhaling the crisp air, she tried to calm her hazy sight walking down the street. Her feet were aching from entertaining clients in these god forsaken heels for hours. She was dying to kick them off, pull her flash lashes off, shower and pass out.Â
âDefinitely going to be hung overâŠâ She muttered, turning a corner. She passed a group of men, rolling her eyes when one tried to cat call her. She was so used to this, men were so vileâŠÂ Â
She wondered if Aone was like this is reality. He didnât really make any creepy passes at her, it seemed like he wanted to talk but just couldn't. A small smile curling on her lips
âWhat a cutie âĄÂ âÂ
âAre you talking about me?â She stopped, turning her head, realising one of the men from the group earlier was following her. Instead of feeling intimidating, she folded her arms
âYou wishâ She said before walking ahead but he called out to her. She walked faster but he managed to catch up, gripping her arm
âOh câmon, don't be like that. I just wanna be your friendâ He grinned making her frown, pushing him off her
âDo not touch me with your filthy handsâ Y/n spat making him frown, grabbing her. She was already feeling light headed from the drinks, this was going to be a tough situation.
âOye, who said you could talk to me like that? I was being nice to you but it seems like you don't know yer place.âÂ
He called out to his friends and now her heart was pounding, she knew she was in trouble when the group surrounded her, staring at her vilely.Â
âJ-Just let me go homeâ She muttered, avoiding his gaze but he gripped her face
âHow about we escort a pretty thing like you home?â He asked and she swallowed, shaking her head
âPlease just⊠Hey!â
One of the guys grabbed her clutch and she tried to grab it but he threw it to his friend. She struggled trying to catch her bag but they began pushing her between them back and forth. She was starting to feel sick but grunts were heard as a few of the men were pushed aside roughly and she felt someone grab her against them. Her heart was pounding, looking up at him with eyes wide
âTakkun?â She muttered but he was focused on the group in front of her. The instigator just smirked, hands in his pockets as he stalked towards the couple, giving Aone a one up
âOye, beat it you freak. Cant you see weâre busy hereâ He muttered but Aone didnât respond. In fact he looked quite unphased by the group. His lack of response irked their âleaderâ, shoving Aone back once,
âIâm talking to you. Does a pussy like you not know how to speak?â He shoved Aone again, making him grunt, pushing Y/n behind him. She clutched the back of his uniform,
âTakanobu-san, letâs just goâŠâ She muttered, worried because the group was starting to get riled up. The leader had enough of his silence, he eyed Y/n trying to make a grab at her but it took less than a second for him to see a flash of white when a fist collied into his face, sending him flying back. Everyone was stunned, Aone simply stood there looking unbothered as ever. She had no words, shocked and he calmy gripped her hand, heading towards the group that flinched.Â
Aoneâs eyes glanced at one man, looking at the fancy clutch he was holding in his hands before locking eyes with him.Â
âU-Uh⊠S-Sorryâ He shuddered, handing her clutch back and Aone hummed, tugging her away from the group, shielding her as they walked down the road. Y/n felt like she had sobered up a little, now feeling her small hand wrapped in the hold of his much larger one. She was dazed by his sudden and heroic entranceâŠ
âTakkun⊠Were you following meâŠ?â She asked him and he stopped, realising he was gripping her hand tight. Embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his neck avoiding her sweet eyes, clearing his throat
ââŠYou left thisâŠâ He muttered and she raised a brow, realising he was clutching onto her silk scarf. Aone handed it to her and she smiled,
âWell arenât you my knight in shining armour!? Hehe, I love this scarf, I wouldâve been sad if I lost it!â She smiled at him before she bowed, âThank you for helping me earlier⊠I thought I had it under controlâŠâ She said and he hummed, blushing from her compliments. Aone was a man of few words but he was glad he saw the scarf fall from her bag in time.Â
Y/n glanced at his hand, gasping
âOh no, youâre hurtâ She said, gripping his large hand, she observed the grazes adorning the pale skin on the back of hand, Aone could feel butterflies in his stomach because she looked so concerned.Â
âCome on Takkun! I have a first aid kit at home!âÂ
Aone was in a state of shock, she was in her pyjamas, makeup still on while she focused on cleaning his cut, making him grunt from the stinging by the alcohol swab. Y/n glanced at him, giggling
âYouâre a big baby, arenât you!? Look its all clean nowâ She chirped, going through her medicine boxÂ
âNow for the final touch! Hehe sorry this is the only bandages I haveâ She said, peeling open the paper, he raised a brow when he saw the large cartoon bear shaped band aid she had stuck over his wound. It covered the back of his hand and he stared it, Y/n eyed the sticker and then his face, laughing again.Â
âI like bears. Theyâre so cute! Seeâ She pointed to her sofa and he saw the stuffed toy laying in the corner, gripping it. One eye was missing and it seemed old but she grinned,
âSentimental value, Iâve had him since I could remember!â She answered and he nodded, putting the bear back down. She stood up, stretching her limbs. He eyed her shirt lifting, showing a little of her skin and he quickly stood up startling her
âOh, do you need something?â She asked but he shook his head, bowing
âThank youâ He answered, walking towards the entrance, leaving her baffled
âTakkun, its 2am. You can stay the night if youâd like, I can prepare the sofa bedââ
Aone quickly shook his head, flustered
âN-No. You shouldnât let strange men spend the night! Its dangerousâ He answered reaching for his coat, she was shocked, standing there but an amused smile grew on her face
âHehe, itâs the first time Iâve heard someone call themselves strangeâŠâ
She took note of his burning ears, smiling even more when he opened the door. She followed behind him, standing by her door as he bowed again
âGoodbye Y/n-chanâ He said and she hummed, giving him a charming smile.
âWait!â She muttered, gripping the sleeve of his clothes and he hummed, turning to face her but the breath left his body when he felt her lips press against his cheek sweetly
âSweet dreams, Teddy-kunâ She said, giggling as she watched his flustered form walk away. Putting a hand of her face, she sighed dreamily
âSo cute! âĄâ
Aone was in a daze throughout his journey home, he was stunned. He could still feel his cheek tingling from her soft lips, heart pounding. When he got home, he realised her lipstick left a print on his face and he spent 30 minutes pondering over the fact if he shouldâve washed it away or notâŠ
Sighing he stared at the band aid on his hand, feeling glum because he knew that was probably the last time he was going to see her.
~
âOye, youâve been spaced out all dayâ His coworker muttered, and Aone just grunted, focusing on the blue print in front of him but his mind was still swirling about last nights events.  She was like a princess⊠He felt like he had dreamed last nights events but sure enough when he saw the band aid on his hand, he knew it was real
âSorryâŠâ He mumbled, trying to ignore the smell of the cigarette. Smoke blowing his way, making him cringe. Aone focused on his thermos, drinking the tea he had prepared earlier. He wondered what she was up to, whether she was thinking about himâŠÂ
âAone-san, whats up with you? Iâve been talking to you for a while now but youâre out of hitâ His coworker said again waving his hand in front of Aones face before he grinned,
âOho, I think youâre in loveâŠArenât ya?â He asked, watching the quiet manâs ears go bright red, making him laugh
âHit the nail on the head, didnât I? Whatâs she like then?â He asked and Aone thought for a moment, his brows furrowed and the only word that slipped from his mouth was
ââŠbeautiful.â
Before his coworker could pry further, both men were distracted when they heard
âTakkun!âÂ
Aoneâs heart sped and he turned to look at the fence, startled when he saw her face popping from above it, weaving at him excitedly
ââŠY-Y/n?â He muttered and she laughed,Â
âFound you!â She sang.Â
He was in a state of shock when she walked into the site, rambling.
âI may have been tipsy last night but I remembered you telling me that you were working here!â
His coworkers began gawking at her when she came into full view. He had no idea how she did it but she looked flawless. She was wearing a cropped top, clinging to her bust with tight jeans and of course she was wearing high heels. He could hear the men behind him mutter things between themselves but before she could step any further, he quickly made his way to her, holding her arm and turning her around in lightning speed
âItâs dangerous to come onto site without safety gearâÂ
He quickly led her back outside where she was still smiling ear to ear making him blush
âW-What are you doing here?â He asked timidly and she laughed, holding a bag up
âNow that Iâm sober, I realised you saved me from what couldâve been the worst night of my life! I made you lunch as a thank youI hope you like it, itâs completely nutritious but also delicious, I promise! Iâm sure working on site requires a lot of energy andâ OhâŠâ She trailed off, realising the top half of his boiler suit was unbuttoned and tied at his waist, showing off his muscular body under his black wife beater, now staring at his muscles in a daze. He was oblivious, looking at the bag, blushing
âShe made me foodâŠâ He thought in giddiness, quickly bowing
âThank you. I will return the favourâ He answered, taking her back and she smacked his back happily, laughing
âHehe youâre so silly. Iâm the one who's returning the favour! You don't owe me anythingâ Y/n giggled, handing him the bag. He clutched it tight, it was close to lunch break and now he was looking forward to his bento lunch. Y/nâs heart skipped a beat looking at the giddy look on his stoic face, she realised his ears always went bright red when she spoke, it made her feel very happy.Â
She knew they met last night but she shyly tucked her hair behind her ear, looking at him timidly
âUm⊠I know this may be forward of me but⊠Do you have a girlfriend?â She asked and it was in that very moment when Aone felt like his body drifted onto cloud nine.
âNoâŠâ He answered, watching her bite her lip for a second
âThen⊠Would you like to go on a date whenever youâre free?â She asked him shyly.Â
He rubbed the back of his neck, looking at his boots but she saw the little smile on his face, nodding
a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isnât social media this is community.
DomHusband!Sakusa is back and hes gonna be kinky AF .
No smut in this part, itll be in the next one
Bonus Chapter (Part œ)
Sakusa exhaled a contented sigh as he stepped into the villa. The morning sun had only just begun to stretch across the horizon, but that didnât stop him from sticking to his ironclad routine, even on holiday. Being organized was his love language, and he spoke it fluently, from A to Z. By 5AM sharp, he was up. A quiet check-in on Kaiya and the baby came first, followed by a quick shower and a change into his running gear. Then it was out the door for his 5km run.
Only this time, the routine came with a scenic upgrade. The little family had retreated to their villa for the holidays, chasing some long-overdue peace and quiet. Mostly because Sakusa, in true introvert fashion, had diplomatically vetoed the idea of their overly-enthusiastic friends crashing their holiday bliss. The moment he had engaged in conversation with his parents and they told him they were going to their holiday home in the coastal city, suddenly Sakusa remembered his own villa, in the same city, the very same one he had his honeymoon in.
Instead of staying in the city, he gently nudged Kaiya toward the idea of escaping to the villa⊠it had been a while, after all. Plus, he suggested they could finally try swimming with Sachi. The sparkle in her eyes said it all and she was sold instantly.
They arrived late the night before, intentionally opting for an evening drive. The strategy? Banking on Sachi sleeping through most of the trip. She wasnât a particularly fussy baby, but when she did choose violence, it was full-volume and marathon-length. It was a gamble, and they knew it. But fortune favored the couple, aside from waking once for a quick feed, Sachi dozed peacefully the whole ride.
Now, fresh out of the shower, Sakusa let out another blissful sigh as he towel-dried his hair and tugged on his sweats. It was now 8AM⊠Sunlight streamed into the bedroom, but the space where his wife shouldâve been was conspicuously empty. He paused, brow furrowing, until a soft sound drew his gaze.
There, in the center of the bed, lay his daughter. Her tiny, chubby foot shoved into her mouth as she babbled away to herself in a conversation only she could understand. The moment her eyes found her father, her smile grew wide and her coos grew louder as if she was calling out to him.
Sakusaâs heart did a painful little squeeze.
He climbed onto the bed, scooping her up with practiced ease and pulling her close.
"Aww, my sweetheart... Did Bunny abandon you here?" he murmured, dropping a kiss to her chubby cheek. She blinked wide-eyed at him, legs kicking with delight.
âWell,â he continued with a chuckle, âyour mother knows Iâm here, so she probably figured youâd be safe... Still leaving you alone here is a little recklessâŠâ He gently massaged the tiny curls on her head, earning more happy giggles as Sachi grabbed at his large hand, determined to shove it in her mouth.
Normally, the idea of a baby gnawing on his skin would've horrified him. But this? Watching his own tot slobber all over the purlicue of his hand like it was a snack? Somehow, it made him melt.
âShe is definitely not unattended... I can see you both clearly.â
Sakusa stiffened slightly at Kaiyaâs voice crackling through the baby monitor. He turned to glare mildly at the camera.
âWhere are you?â
âIn the kitchen. Sterilizing her bottles and pacifiers. Come down, Iâve finished breakfast.â
He looked down at Sachi, who was now gleefully blowing raspberries. With a soft smile, he pressed a kiss to her forehead and headed downstairs, the baby clinging to him like a little koala. He found Kaiya humming to herself in the kitchen, already setting the table.
âGood morning! Had a good run?â she asked brightly, exchanging a kiss with him as he settled at the dining table with Sachi still in his lap.
âItâs quieter here than the city,â he said, grabbing his fork, âbut I donât like how the ocean breeze sticks to my skin. Feels... a little gross.â
Kaiya laughed, placing a little plastic bowl in front of Sachi and a full plate for him. He held the baby in one arm while she began feeding her, slipping in spoonfuls between nursery rhyme verses, giggling every time Sachi opened her mouth mid-laugh.
âSheâs behaving today. Yesterday she hated eggs and look at her now, wolfing them down!â Kaiya said proudly.
âYouâre such a good girl, huh?â Sakusa cooed, watching Sachi chew on her spoon. Kaiya smiled as Sakusa scooped up a bite of his own breakfast, then brought it to her lips.
She accepted it with a smile, but let out a small sigh, catching his attention.
He raised a brow. âWhat?â
âNothingâŠâ she said with exaggerated drama, wiping Sachiâs messy face. âJust remembering when I used to be your good girlâŠâ
Sakusa snorted. âJealous of your own daughter? Thatâs a new low...â
He lifted Sachi to face him, grinning when her little hands reached for his hair. âBut I mean... just look at her.â His voice softened as he planted another kiss on her cheek.
Kaiyaâs heart squeezed. âOmi, I was kidding! I love watching you like this with her... Youâre definitely the perfect girl dad⊠A complete daughter foolâ
He shrugged with zero shame. âAnd I wonât even deny it. Iâd kill anything that makes her cry.â
Kaiya blinked. â...Unsurprisingly, I fully believe that.â
Sachi suddenly turned, reaching toward her mother. Sakusa looked mildly betrayed but surrendered her over as Kaiya scooped the baby into her arms.
âAh, now you remember Mama?â she teased. âIs it because you want dessert?â
Leaning back in her chair, she lifted her shirt and tucked Sachi beneath to nurse. Sakusa returned to his meal, the morning passing in easy conversation as they discussed their plans for the day, Kaiya glowing with excitement.
~
The afternoon sun glistened overhead, casting warm sparkles across the surface of the private pool. The ocean breeze had softened into something gentler, almost lazy, as if the whole world had slowed down to enjoy this moment with them.
Kaiya sat on the pool steps, half-submerged, trailing her fingers in the water while watching Sakusa cradle their daughter at the poolâs edge. Sachiâs eyes were wide with disbelief, her little lips trembling dramatically as the cold water touched her toes for the first time.
âDonât cry,â Kaiya whispered with a grin, leaning forward. âYouâre so brave, Sachi! Look your Papa is having fun in the water!â She tried encouraging her but the six-month-old wasnât convinced. Her arms clung around Sakusaâs neck like a life preserver, her chubby body tense, lips puckered and wobbling like she was about to have a full-scale meltdown.
âSheâs about to burst,â Kaiya chuckled nervously.
Sakusa calmly adjusted her, whispering something only the baby could hear. Then, with practiced gentleness, he placed her into a pink floatie shaped like a duck. She blinked once, twice in suspicion.
And then she giggled.
A delighted squeal escaped her lips as her feet kicked at the water, sending little splashes in all directions. The floatie bobbed gently, and she shrieked with joy like she had just discovered magic. Sakusa smiled, as he kept one steady hand on the float and the other splashed water around to keep her entertained.
âGood girl, I knew youâd love itâ He cooed at her.
âOh my God, look at her!â Kaiya beamed. âMy sweet little mermaid!â
âAnd this swimming costumeâŠâ Sakusa murmured, eyes soft as he brushed a wet curl off Sachiâs forehead. Kaiya grinned,
âItâs so cute, right?â She did indeed love the adorable, strawberry-printed swimsuit with matching sunhat she had found for the holiday. Sachi looked so adorable, she knew Sakusa almost died when he saw her. He laughed seeing the small white round sunglasses on her face, however they were for show before the baby threw them off.
âShe looks adorable,â he said quietly, voice soaked in awe.
Sachi looked like a tiny pink goddess of chaos, squealing in her float as she clumsily slapped the water, splashing herself and her father. The sight made something warm unfurl in Kaiyaâs chest⊠but it came with an unexpected tug.
Her gaze wandered over to Sakusa. Hair damp and tousled, shoulders broad and glistening under the sunlight, his entire attention locked on their daughter. His laughter echoed through the backyard, rare, deep, and real.
He hadnât even glanced at her.
Kaiya smoothed her hands down her stomach, suddenly aware of the way her bikini clung to her curves, the way the fabric hugged her hips and dipped low on her back. Sheâd bought it with intent. A silent, hopeful offering. It had been months since theyâd last touched each other like that... Ever since the baby, their sex was quick and rushed but it wasnât like there wasnât love.. He was gentle and caring but⊠she wanted more⊠And maybe it was selfish⊠but sheâd missed it. She missed her Sakusa-san, the one who lusted over her and made her feel like she was his Bunny. The Sakusa-san who whispered and did naughty things to her when they first met. She missed it when he was feral, when heâd tie her up and use her in anyway he wantedâŠ
She missed so bad but she also accepted that they had reached a new phase in life.
And she loved this life. She loved the. This peaceful domesticity that used to feel like an unreachable dream. But lately, something small inside her ached⊠a quiet hunger. Not just for touch, but to be seen by him again. As a woman, not just the mother of his child.
She bit her lip and looked away, silently scolding herself. Sakusa hadnât even wanted kids initially. And yet, here he was, completely enamored with their daughter. A blessing sheâd never take for granted. Still, the absence of romance lingered like a ghost between them.
She tucked a wet strand of hair behind her ear and forced a smile. âSheâs loving it. I was worried sheâd hate the water.â
Sakusa turned his head slightly. âSheâs just like you.â
Kaiya blinked. âWhat?â
âShe looks confused for a second, then suddenly acts like she owns the place,â he said, glancing back at Sachi with affection. âExactly like you when we first visited this villa.â
Kaiya laughed, surprised. âYou still remember that?â
âOfcourse I do, that was an unforgettable honeymoon. Iâll never forget it.â he said simply.
Her heart stumbled. For a moment, the ache dulled, then he looked away again, chasing after the floating baby who was spinning in circles, utterly delighted.
And she was back to being invisible in her skimpy bikini.
Kaiya sank a little deeper into the water, resting her chin on her knee. The sunlight danced on her skin, the breeze cooled the heat on her cheeks. She didnât want to say anything. Didnât want to make him feel guilty for being a good father. But the silence between them was beginning to stretch a little too thin, and she wondered how long she could keep pretending it didnât bother her.
Still, she smiled and watched their daughter squeal with laughter.
Because despite the hollow space forming inside her, this was the life she had prayed for⊠and maybe, just maybe, there was still room for her desires in it.
~
The sun was low in the sky, casting a golden warmth over the quiet coastal path. Sachi lay in her pram, flaying her feet lazily, a tiny flower-shaped pacifier bobbing with each suck as Sakusa gently pushed her along. Kaiya walked beside him, her arm locked with his as she pointed out oddly shaped seashells or crumbling villas tucked behind overgrown gardens.
Kaiya had changed after the pool, now in a soft sundress that hugged her in all the right places, subtle but sexy. Sheâd styled her hair in beachy waves and put on a little makeup too. Nothing over the top, just enough to feelâŠnoticed. Or so sheâd hoped. Instead, Sakusa seemed his usual composed, unreadable self. He doted on Sachi, snapped pictures of her tiny fists clutching a cup of shaved ice, even held her while Kaiya took selfies with exaggerated âewâ faces at her daughterâs expression after tasting the sour mango flavor.
They laughed, they walked, they felt like a picture-perfect little trio, except inside Kaiyaâs head, her thoughts were spiraling.
âDid he even look at me today?â She thought
She didnât want to be petty. God, she loved watching him be a father. But her chest tightened every time she caught her reflection and remembered why she dressed like this.
For him.
Sakusa suddenly came to a stop outside a small corner store.
âIâm grabbing a few things for dinner. Wait here with Sachi,â he said, casually. Kaiya gave him a soft âSure,â watching him disappear inside.
She gently rocked the stroller back and forth to distract Sachi from noticing her dad was gone. Humming to herself, she crouched in front of the pram and pulled out a yogurt pouch, handing it over. Sachi latched on like it, greedily suckling on it. Kaiya giggled, pulling out her phone to record her babyâs dramatic slurps, until a voice interrupted.
âAww man, thatâs one cute baby!â
She looked up to find two college-aged guys walking out of the store, grinning. She smiled politely. âI know, right? Sheâs the cutest.â
One of them crouched down to wave at Sachi, who promptly turned her head and side-eyed him... The boy laughed.
âOhhh, sheâs got sass! I like that.â
He held up a hand for a high-five, which Sachi very purposely ignored.
Kaiya laughed. âTough crowd.â
Meanwhile, the second guy, who hadnât taken his eyes off Kaiya, cleared his throat.
âAre you the cutieâs babysitter?â he asked, leaning in slightly.
Kaiya blinked before laughing, âNope. Iâm her mom.â
âNo way,â he grinned. âYou look way too young to have a kid. I seriously thought you were, like, our age.â
Kaiya chuckled. âFlattered, but Iâm definitely a full-time mother.â
âWell damn,â the first one stood up again, brushing his hands on his jeans. âThatâs a shame. I was actually gonna ask if youâd be up for a party at mine tonight. Iâve got drinks, music, maybe you could take a break from the whole⊠mom thing?â He paused. âActually⊠can I get your number?â
Kaiya blinked, half-laughing, half-mortified as he offered his phone toward her. It had been a long time since someone had tried to pick her up. It was quite flattering that even youngsters still deemed her as attractive. She was about to politely decline when the phone was snatched out of his hand in the speed of light.
A familiar, unamused voice rang out behind them.
âYou canât have my wifeâs number but Iâll give you mine.â
Both guys froze.
Sakusa stood behind them, tall and stone-faced, grocery bag in one hand, the boyâs phone in the other. His eyes were dark, the kind of cold, disapproving stare that could make any grown man nervous.
âUhâs-sorry, sir,â one of them stammered.
Sakusa clicked his tongue and handed the phone back. âYouâre lucky my daughterâs here⊠I donât believe in exposing her to violence.â
The boys flinched. Kaiya, struggling not to laugh, pushed the pram forward as Sakusaâs hand slid casually around her waist.
She gave them an apologetic shrug cause if Sachi wouldnât have been here, he would have given them hell. Just as they walked away, Sakusa couldnât help himself, he turned back for one final blow. Making sure to give the boy a clear picture as he raised the grocery bag in his hand. The grocery bag he held was semi-transparent⊠and very visible inside were a few boxes of XL condoms. He raised it slightly for emphasis, smirked, and flashed a lazy middle finger.
Kaiya didnât see it. But the two boys stood frozen, one slack-jawed while the other burst out laughing.
âDudeâŠâ the shorter one groaned, âI couldnât say it earlier but you know thatâs Sakusa Kiyoomi, right? You tried hitting on a star athleteâs wife⊠He really looked like he was about to beat the shit out of youâ
âThank god the baby was thereâŠâ his friend muttered, face red.
But even with their bruised egos, they couldnât deny it⊠Sakusa had won that round.
~
As they walked away from the college boys, Kaiya couldn't hide the smirk playing on her lips. Sakusa hadnât said much, but she could feel it in the taut line of his shoulders, the slow, deliberate drag of his footsteps, and the way his hand hovered possessively behind her as they pushed the pram.
He was simmering.
And she?
She was beaming.
Not from the heat or from the beautiful scenic walk. But from the knowledge that her quiet, calm husband the one everyone thought was emotionally constipated, had very nearly killed a couple of harmless frat boys because they so much as looked at her wrong.
She hadnât experienced his jealous side in a long time and God, she hadnât felt this alive in months⊠As they rounded the corner of the path near the fishing pier, two familiar silhouettes appeared ahead. Sakusa let out a noise that suspiciously sounded like a sigh laced with resignation.
âOut of all the placesâŠâ He muttered
âKiyoomi!?â his mother called, waving cheerfully. She stood beside his father, who had two fishing rods slung over his shoulder, also waving to the couple.
Sakusa slowed the pram. âNice to see you here, Okasan.â He called out, as they approached the couple
Kaiya blinked in surprise, smiling but muttering to him. âWait⊠werenât we seeing them tomorrow night?â
âThey got here earlyâŠâ Sakusa muttered. âProbably couldnât sit still...â His words trailed off as they reached his parents.
His mother beamed. âWe thought weâd come a day early! Your father was desperate to fish, and I figured Iâd check on our villa. I missed this place so much! It feels so good to be back, even if itâs for a short trip.â
His father grunted in agreement. âThereâs no peace unless Iâm by the water or sheâs distracted with cleaning. She spent all morning cleaning the dusty place and now it looks brand new!â
Kaiya chuckled, her husband and his particularness over cleaning, definitely was a trait inherited by his mother. Kaiya bounced Sachi gently in the pram, but his motherâs eyes had already zeroed in on her target.
âOh, look at my precious Angel! You look so pretty in that romper!â She cooed, bending down to caress Sachiâs cheek.
âYou know,â she said sweetly, almost sheepishly âwe had been missing our granddaughter like crazy... Would you two mind if she spent the night with us? Just some bonding time, nothing crazy!â
Kaiya opened her mouth, ready to politely offer a raincheck, but before she could speakâ
âWhy not?â Sakusa said smoothly, âthat sounds perfect.â
Kaiya blinked. âReally?â
He met her gaze which made her breath hitch. Something in his eyes was darker now.
âI think we could spend time alone.â
Twenty minutes later, their villa was baby-free and eerily quiet. Kaiya shut the door slowly, still processing that her baby was whisked away for the night...
âOmi-kun,â she said, turning to face him, âWhatâs going on? You never let anyone take Sachi for the night? This is the first time, youâveââ
âNo kids allowed tonight.â He interrupted. Sakusa stepped toward her. Calm and confident, his hand reached for her, pulling her against him and she froze, when he grabbed her jaw, looking at her with clouded eyes.
âYouâve been pouting all day, because I havenât given you any attention, right?â he said simply. âYou think I didnât notice how sexy you dressed today... From that raunchy bikini to this slutty dressâŠ? No wonder those shameless brats tried picking you upâŠâ
Her breath caught. He kept moving forward, cornering her lightly against the wall near the entryway. His hands groped her full breasts, making her bite her lip when he pushed himself against her, pressing her to the wall. Sakusaâs head dipped to the side of hers, his fingers sneaking under the plunging neckline of her dress, threatening to sneak under her braâŠ
Kaiya flushed; her voice suddenly small. âIf you knew⊠then why didnât you say anything...â
âYou think
âI was busy,â he said, leaning closer, âcounting the number of times Iâd be bending you over every surface of this villa... Do you think itâs been easy for me to resist you all this time? Iâve been holding back so much because I didnât want to be selfishâŠâ
Her eyes widened. He had been desperate for her too⊠It was now evident in the way, his hips subtly pressed into her stomach, she could feel itâŠ
âBut nowâŠâ he whispered, brushing his knuckles over her jaw, âwe have the place to ourselves. No baby... No interruptions... And I intend,â he said, pulling her flush against him, âto make up for lost time...â
She could barely breathe, heart hammering as her body leaned into his. She hadnât seen him like this in months⊠this version of Sakusa. He grabbed her face, making her look at him once before he pressed his hungry lips against hers. She felt like she couldnât breathe, eyes almost rolling back when his tongue slipped into her mouth. She clung onto him, grabbing his shirt tight while he felt her up. Her heart was pounding and she found herself exactly where had wanted to be, right under himâŠ
The moment ended too fast when he pulled away, she was about to protest but his hand wrapped around her throat, hushing her quick, making her thighs tremble.
âDo you remember,â he murmured, lips barely grazing her ear, âwhat we did on our honeymoon?â
Her knees buckled slightly when memories of that night flooded into her mind. That night, he definitely made sure that she would never forget... He steadied her, turning her head to make her look at the locked door at the end of the hallway.
âThe nightâŠâ he continued, his voice low and dark, âyou said you trusted me with everything. And I showed you exactly what that meant.â
Her mouth parted, a gasp barely slipping through.
âI still remember you tied up in that room⊠moaning and crying like a slut all night long⊠I had to bite my tongue not to lose control.â
Her fingers clutched the front of his shirt.
âO-Omi-kun~â She could barely utter. He pulled back just enough to meet her eyes. âWhat would you say, BunnyâŠâ His thumb traced her bottom lip. ââŠif I told you Iâve been waiting to take you back into that room and have my way with you?â
Her body shivered. That room. The special room he'd designed just for her⊠from those shibari ropes, the soundproof walls⊠and even her precious collection, the one she had decided to throw away when Sachi was born... He didnât let her, he insisted on storing it here because they had collected so many fun things together⊠Â
That made her legs shake just thinking about it.
It was their secret haven.
A shrine to everything sheâd trusted him with. A place where he didnât just love her⊠he owned her.
âIâd sayâŠâ she breathed, her voice trembling, âShow me.â
His eyes darkened completely.
âYou always were my good girl,â he said, stepping back and extending a hand. âCome with me⊠Letâs prepare for tonight.â
She took his hand, gripping it tight as he led her to the back hallway, past the familiar shelves, past the comforting smell of home, towards the locked doorâŠ
Kaiyaâs heart was already racing with anticipation.
Hello and thank you for your message â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž Meians smutshot was a fun one to write, usually i dont take requests but this sounds like a fun idea and i would love too, i havenât had a chance to do this properly. I could do a continuation of Meian with this premise or would you like any other HQ character?
The ring light glowed softly against her skin as Y/n adjusted the camera angle one last time, forcing the brightest smile she could muster.
âHi, everyone!â she beamed into the screen, her voice laced with practiced cheer. âSo Iâm getting ready for this event tonight, with my F/N,â she added, glancing briefly past the lens.
Compliments. Emojis. A barrage of heart eyes. Then one username caught her eye:
@tinheadedtitan: Youâre beautiful.
@tinheadedtitan: Whenâs the next cooking vid? I miss your food. Â
Her smile faltered just a little, then softened into something more real. This follower. They'd been around for months. Always commenting something warm or funny. Their DMs were like small, encouraging notes tucked into the pages of her otherwise dull days. They told her once they tried to make her chicken curry three times and failed each time but still kept trying. They said watching her cook made them feel like home didnât seem so far away and how they wished they could eat food cooked by her.
He didnât give her a once over, nor did he say anything about the way she looked. Instead, he fixed his collar, âLetâs go.â
âOkayâ She muttered, following behind him
Together, they looked like a perfectly curated couple from a lifestyle magazine. But the shine was only surface-deep. And as they stepped out into the hallway, heading towards the glittering chaos of the party, she couldnât shake the lingering thoughts in her headâŠ
Why did comments from a faceless stranger make her feel more seen than the man who claimed to love her?
Sheâd always found it fascinating⊠how a camera could freeze a single fraction of a second into an image, yet reveal nothing of the chaos behind it. People built entire stories and narratives from that sliver of an image, never knowing how far it strayed from or hid the truth.
âDonât be clingy,â he muttered under his breath as they entered the lavish lounge of the Regency Hotel. His smile turned on like a switch the moment a junior executive walked by. He instead made her hook her arm with his, gliding inside.
âSeriously Y/n⊠Donât ruin this night for me with your neediness.â
The gold embroidery on her dress caught the low lighting of the hotel bar, but people still looked at her, murmuring in hushed tones but she knew what they were saying. How a once budding young star threw her career away to become arm candy of an egocentric man. Y/n swallowed hard, smoothing her silk dress and stepping into character.
She cleared her throat, looking at him, before Y/n spoke. âActually, I think the issue isnât the model, but itâs the campaign. We need to invest in relevant narratives, not just faces. People are after thematic content, not functional.â
âDear, as cute as you are... Haiba-san and I are discussing something you wouldnât understand.â he said, still smiling. Y/n froze, her voice died in her throat. But across the table, Lev tilted his head, intrigued.
âWouldnât understandâŠ? But I agree with Y/n,â he said, making her look at him, her eyes widening as he continued speaking.
âIf your campaign doesnât speak the language of the audience emotionally, it fails. Doesnât matter how symmetrical your model is.â
It didnât feel like admiration. It felt like recognition with a little more. The way his eyes stared at her, sweeping her features up and down, lips curling into a smirk, making her cheeks warm. She felt he had been looking at her all eveningâŠ
âUm⊠Youâre not going to socializeâŠ?â She muttered and he leaned forward, resting his face against his palm, looking at her while nursing his drink
âIâm sitting here with you, arenât I? Isnât that socializing?â He asked and she swallowed, sipping on her champagne
ââŠIâm hardly exciting to talk to, Iâm sure youâd find more entertainment with the other celebrities hereâ
Lev hummed, his long finger tracing the rim of his empty glass, eyes not once looking away from her,
âIâm quite entertained already⊠You say youâre not exciting but then why do I feel so excited talking to you?â He purred lightly; she froze making him smile wider.
âHaiba-sanââ
âLev.â He interrupted, âCall me by my nameâ
She began fidgeting under the table. Her fingers fiddling with each other, she remained poised. Glancing at him, masking her nervousness
âSo why did you move back to Japan, Lev? I heard you were becoming a major hit in RussiaâŠâ She asked. He smiled, leaning closer, looking around suspiciously before whispering loudly
âBelieve it or not, but no matter how hard I tried to learn, I canât understand or speak Russian⊠It felt lonely thereâŠâ He laughed.
âWhat? But arenât you halfââ
âRussian, I know⊠I hardly know anything, maybe just one or two words or few phrases⊠But I was born here and lived my entire life in Japan. My mother moved to Japan to study and met my father. She never went back after that, plus sheâs really smart. She speaks fluent Japanese, better than us tooâ
Y/n was intrigued, âThat's amazing, I donât know any other languages either.â
Lev hummed, âIâm happy with just knowing the same language as you so that we can speak to each other without any problemsâŠâ
Her brows furrowed, feeling her ears warm. Was he openly flirting with her or was he just an over-friendly person? She wasnât sure what he was insinuating
She brought forward her hand, showing him the ring on her finger. Y/n was startled when he grabbed her hand, bringing it closer to his face, observing it. She wanted to pull away but instead she was mesmerized by his incredibly large hands, his fingers were so long, making hers look small.
âYou have such pretty hands, its shame the ring doesnât matchâ
She broke from her thoughts, gasping immediately pulling her hand away
âExcuse me? That was very rude!â She said in shock and he raised a brow,
âIâm being honest, itâs too gaudy a ring for someone like you.â
âIts best to keep your opinions to yourself, especially when you donât know meâ She tried to stand her ground but watching the smirk grow on his lips,
She controlled her bottom lip from trembling, âH-Heâs networking, this event is important for his careerââ
Lev scoffed,
âReally? Iâve done a background check on him, if Iâm being honest, heâs a joke in the industry, he tries to use his colleagues for his gain then bad mouths them. He takes kickbacks from his clients too⊠and meeting him tonight, its confirmed that for me.â
Y/n felt awkward and embarrassed,
âWhy would you say this to me? Why would you insult the person I loveââ
Levâs smile dropped and he shrugged, before licking his lips, wetting them
ââŠbut does he love you?â
She froze, what kind of question was this? Why was this man interrogating her so much, she fell quiet but it didnât stop him
âIf I was with a woman like youâŠâ He started, making her look up at him, feeling alarmed but he stared at her, his eyes not leaving hers, she almost jumped when his leg slid against hers under the table
âBelieve me, if you were my woman, sitting in front of me, dressed like thatâŠâ His eyes slowly raked up her body, lips curling into a small smirk, when his eyes reached hers again, his knee bumped against hers
âI wouldnât dare to leave you alone at a table with another man⊠I would have made sure everyone knew you were with me, by my sideâŠâ
He shrugged. âYou looked like you wanted to throw your drink at someone... More specifically, me.â
Her lips twitched into a small smile but she was still irritated, not wanting him near her. âAtleast you noticed.â
Lev chuckled,
âI notice things.â He leaned on the railing, still watching her. âLike an intelligent woman trapped with a guy who treats her like shit⊠You know what else I noticed? He hasnât looked at you once since we sat down.â
She flushed, feeling her heart crack a little, controlling her eyes from welling in tears. âYou donât know anything about us.â
Levâs voice dropped, not cruel, just honest. âYouâre smart. The way you talked about branding earlier? That was impressive. But he didnât let you finish a sentence⊠or make a point.â
Y/nâs smile faded. âThatâs none of your business or concern.â
Lev let the silence hang. âMaybe... But I think you also know that you deserve better.â
Her chest tightened, it hurt hearing that... It hurt hearing something you pushed to the back of your mind, come out in the open. She fought denialâŠ
âDonât act like you know me.â
âI donât know you,â he said honestly. âBut Iâd like to...â
There it was again.
The honesty in his voice disarmed her more than the flirtation.
âWhy are you so persistent? Are you just looking for someone to warm your bed tonight?â She said, and he sighed, smirking
âWarming a bed with you is a dream come true.â
He stepped closer to her and she stepped back, âIâm going to walk away now, please donât follow me.â
She turned around, taking a few steps when his voice called,
âI told you that I felt really lonely when I moved to RussiaâŠâ He began, but she didnât turn around, âIt was you that made me feel less lonelyâŠâ She stopped walking, turning to look at him in confusion. He looked sincere in that moment and he swallowed, pulling his phone out of his pocket
âI found your page by chance, your video of a Day in Your Life, and it made me feel less lonely. I couldnât stop myself from following you from my dummy account. I realized over the last two years that I had to check on you every day. I watched everything you sharedâŠâ
She could not understand, her page wasnât famous or super popular, even her fan base was very small⊠Someone like him was watching her stuff, all this time?
âYouâve been watching me this entire time?â
Lev leaned back, his voice softer than before, almost hesitant. âI started watching your videos when I was homesick. I even tried making one of your recipes once⊠completely fucked it up,â he huffed lightly, then sighed. âBut I kept watching. I donât know⊠but something about the way you talked about your food, the little things you loved, the way your eyes lit up when you were just being yourself⊠it made me feel like I was home.â
His eyes met hers, unwavering now.
âI liked seeing you happy. That real smile youâd have when you were doing something just for you⊠not the fake one you always have when heâs around. And every time you posted with him⊠I hated it,â he admitted, voice dipping lower. âHated that he got to hear your laugh, eat your food, sit across from you every day⊠When he didnât even see what he had right in front of him. It pisses me off⊠because I wouldâve never taken you for granted.â
Y/nâs eyes were wide, this felt like so much information to absorb. She didnât understand why Lev was so enamored by her. It almost felt like she was being pranked right now but her heart was racing, it felt so good to be seen by someone.
âLev, I donât know what to sayâŠâ she whispered, voice barely steady.
He took a slow step forward, closing the space between them, his tall frame casting a shadow over her as he looked down with quiet intensity.
He paused, jaw tense. âI did my homework on him and I canât stand by and watch you stay with someone like that. You deserve so much more. And I swear to you, itâs not with him.â
âY-Youâre wrongâŠâ she said, voice cracking. âHeâs a good personââ
Lev didnât flinch. His expression darkened, not from anger, but a kind of sadness that could make someoneâs chest ache.
âCome with me,â he said quietly.
âWhat?â
âJustâŠfollow me. If Iâm wrong, Iâll apologize and leave you alone. But if Iâm right, then you need to stop protecting someone who wouldnât do the same for you.â
She hesitated. Her feet stayed planted for a moment, her breath shallow. Then, with something between dread and desperation tightening in her throat, she followed. Lev led her through the golden-lit corridors of the hotel lounge, past clusters of glamorous guests sipping champagne and sharing hollow laughter. His steps were purposeful, steady. Hers were hesitant, her heels clicking against the marble floor like a countdown. He turned toward the velvet-rope section, more secluded, darker, humming with quiet indulgence. A bouncer gave Lev a respectful nod, recognizing him immediately, and stepped aside.
Lev glanced over his shoulder, gently catching her wrist. âIâm not sorry about thisâ he said, softly.
All the years, the sacrifices, the loveâŠ. Reduced to this disgusting betrayal thrown in front of her. Her hands curled into fists, nails biting into her palms.
âHeyââ Lev began, but she was already storming into the booth.
âY/n, honeyâ he said with a tight smile, âDonât cause a scene. Youâre clearly misunderstanding, she needed help with something, andââ
âDonât lie to meâ Her voice trembled, but her stance didnât falter. âI saw you. Youâve been doing this for a while, havenât you? You looked all too cosy for this being a one time thing.â
His eyes narrowed. He stepped closer, lowering his voice to a hiss. âI told you to stay quiet. But of course, you just had to be dramatic. You donât know how to behave.â
âBehave?â she repeated, a bitter laugh bubbling out of her. âYou think this is about behaving? Youâre one to talk. I stayed loyal to you! I threw everything away to support you! And this is what I get? You left me alone over an hour ago, just to make moves on another woman?â
âOh please.â He scoffed. âYou think your stupid posts are support? Your modeling career was dead long before I came into the picture. Youâre just clinging to relevance, like some washed-up wannabe. Without me, youâre nothing! I did you a favor by letting you stay by my sideâ
The words hit her like a slap. But before she could respond,
âIâd shut the fuck up if I was you.â
Levâs voice came from behind her, low and deadly calm. He stepped into the booth, towering over them both. His jaw was tight, eyes blazing. Her ex looked in disbelief, realizing Lev was standing there. âOh, Lev-san!? Iâm sorry you had to witness Y/n overreacting. Please donât let her behavior affect ourââ
Lev stepped forward. âOverreacting? Are you delusionalâŠâ He frowned, pointing towards her.
âYou donât get it, do you? The way you talk to her. The way you look down on her. Thatâs exactly why Iâve turned down your offer down. Any man that canât appreciate a woman like her in his life, is definitely not sane. Iâd fucking get on my knees for her.â
âWhat has she told you? Iâve given her a good life! Sheâs always been overly emotional and dramatic. I think youâre misunderstanding this situationââ
Lev cut him off, eyes never leaving the manâs. âEverything about you is second-rate, from your attitude, your morals and your pathetic excuses for loyalty. You treat people like shit. Thatâs why Iâm going to sign with your rival agency instead. Theyâre ethical and donât take kickbacksâŠâ
Gasps rippled through the room. The brunette woman slunk back into the booth, her face flushed with embarrassment. Lev turned to Y/nâs ex, voice steady.
âYou havenât just lost your last shot at a future worth anything. Youâve also lost the most beautiful woman in the world tonight.â
Y/nâs ex tried to recover. âYou think this little tantrum will hurt me?â
âOh, it wonât be me who hurts you.â Lev smiled coldly. âYouâve just exposed yourself.â
He nodded toward the photographers near the bar, phones already in hand. A murmur of whispers and camera shutters followed. Y/n was fiddling with her fingers until she realized she was twirling her ring around her digit. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, fire in her eyes.
âHere. You can have this.â
She ripped the engagement ring off and flung it toward the brunette, who let out a startled yelp.
âIt suits someone cheap like you,â she said. Then she turned sharply on her heel, walking away from the stunned crowd with her chin high and her shoulders shaking. She didnât stop until she was down the hallway, her hands trembling, her vision blurring as she rushed faster, having no idea where to go.
âY/n! Wait⊠Hey!â
Levâs voice was behind her again. His hand caught her shoulder gently, turning her to face him.
âPlease,â she whispered, trying to pull away. âI just⊠I just need to be alone.â
âI know,â he said, voice soft, âBut I canât let you do thatâ
Levâs eyes searched hers. They could hear footsteps approaching, nosy paparazziâs voices becoming louder, calling out for Y/n. Lev quickly gripped her wrist, pulling her alone the corridor until he found an elevator. He pushed her inside, pressing a button. He exhaled slowly, before turning to look at her bewildered expression, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
âWeâre safeâ He sighed in relief
She looked up at him, eyes swimming. âWhy do you care so much? You donât even know meâŠâ
âI want to know everything about you. Wonât you let me?â
Her lips parted, but no words came out. He stepped closer, his hand still resting on her shoulder, lifted towards her chin, gripping it, he made her look up at him.
âL-Lev, itâs too soon⊠How can I move on so fast? Iâve never been with anyone elseâŠâ She muttered, shuddering from the way his thumb brushed against her lip. Lev couldnât take it anymore, he pushed her against wall, leaning over her. She was about to move but his hands grabbed hers, holding them above her head.
âI get that youâre hurting... And if youâre not ready to go out with me, thatâs okay. But tonightâŠâ He muttered, crouching down, letting his face align with hers⊠She almost shivered from the look in his eyes and the way his lips traced against her neck⊠Â
âLet me show you how I would treat you if you were mine⊠Just tonightâ
Her heart was thundering in her chest. The air felt heavy with something dangerous, delicious, and tender all at once. The lift came to a halt, the doors opening to the sound of the bell.
She looked at it, swallowing hard. âI⊠I shouldnâtâŠâ
âYou should,â Lev whispered. âBut only if you want to... We donât have to do anything, you can sleep in my room and Iâll sleep on the sofa bed. Tomorrow letâs figure things out for you, cause thereâs no way Iâm letting you go back to himâ
There was a beat. The way he wasnât pushing her into this, he gave her the respect to decide. She thought it over once before she nodded, just once, barely perceptible. Lev didnât grin nor did he gloat. He just leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
âLetâs get out of here,â he murmured.
And this time, when he offered his hand, she didnât hesitate. She followed him down the corridor towards his room. He casually unlocked the door, allowing her to walk inside. He offered her something to drink but she shook her head and he hummed,
âMy room is here, you can help yourself to any of my clothes to sleep in. Iâll sleep out hereâ He said, showing her inside his room before closing the door behind her.
Y/n stood in the middle of Levâs room, the soft click of the door behind her lingering in the silence. She looked around, eyes landing on an oversized shirt tossed on the back of a chair. With a small sigh, she slipped out of her dress, tugged the t-shirt over her head, before quickly going and washing up in his bathroom. Eventually, she found herself curled into the middle of his bed.
The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the city through the curtains. Y/n lay curled up beneath the duvet, Levâs scent clinging to the clean linen and it made her feel comfort. She had sobbed earlier, letting the betrayal sink in and there she was, staring at the ceiling, wide awake, her mind refusing to quiet.
The silence gave way to thoughts she'd tried to outrun all night.
All those years⊠she thought bitterly.
Years she had devoted to someone who saw her as nothing more than an accessory, something to flaunt, to silence, to manipulate. She had dimmed her light, swallowed her dreams, all for a man who saw no value in them. Her ex hadnât hesitated to betray her, not just with his body, but with his words, his scorn. He tore her down to build himself up.
So why was she holding herself back now?
Her fingers curled into the soft fabric of Levâs pillow. LevâŠ
Heâd protected her. Defended her. He didnât gloat or guilt her. He gave her space and respect in just a matter of hoursâŠ
She could still feel the way his thumb brushed her lip, the way his voice rasped when he whispered he wanted to show her how it shouldâve been.
A flush rose to her cheeks as she imagined him now, not as a stranger, but as her lover. She pictured his arms wrapped around her from behind, his lips on her neck, soft and reverent. How heâd worship her skin with his mouth. How heâd speak her name like a prayer, not a burden. The idea of being beside him didnât feel reckless anymore, it felt right.
She exhaled sharply, sitting up.
âDonât let your emotions get the best of youâ she told herself.
Instead, she gripped her phone. She needed to distract herself, she slowly went through her socials, removing each content piece with her ex. It took time and made her emotional for a few seconds until it was replaced with disgust at how much of a sleaze he was.
As she focused on her remaining reels, she read the comments, particularly the ones from @tinheadedtitan. Their comments made her giggle at how silly they were or excited about her cooking.
She clicked their profile, humming because they had only one picture and it was just a random cat but she couldnât help herself. She double tapped it and at the same moment, she was startled from a beep. A tablet on the side desk of the bed lit up, catching her attention. She wondered if it was important for Lev and if she should give it to him.
However, her eyes widened and she froze looking at the notification on his screen
@y/nsworld liked your photo
She stared at the screen for minutes before it clicked and she was shocked. She never thought all these months, it was him but everything he had said earlier, all made sense now. He had been the one in her DMs all along. The one cheering her on when no one else did. The one who complimented her cooking, told her she looked beautiful even when she felt broken, made her feel seen.
She was out of the room before she could stop herself, the door clicking shut behind her as she padded barefoot down the dim hallway. He was on the sofa, shirtless now, a blanket haphazardly across his lap, flipping through something on his phone.
When he looked up, she was already staring at him.
His brows lifted. âY/n? Are you okay? Do you want me to get you somethingâ
Her voice was barely a whisper. ââŠall this time.â
He froze.
âI just liked a post on your tinheadedtitan account and your tablet lit up⊠It was you this entire timeâ
A beat of silence passed. He just let the truth settle between them. He sat up from his position on the sofa, slowly and carefully approaching her.
âYou caught me,â he finally said, voice low and rough. âI wasnât going to tell you. I never wanted you to think I was trying to manipulate anything⊠I just liked talking to you. Hearing about your day. Watching your videos. Iâve wanted to try your cooking since the first reel you ever posted.â
She stared at him, stunned. âAll this time⊠why didnât you just say something?â
âBecause you were taken,â he said, standing slowly. âAnd I figured it wouldâve been better if I was nothing more than your weird fanboy onlineâŠ. But then I saw you tonight and I just⊠I couldnât let you go⊠Everything that happened tonight, and⊠I couldnât stop myself. I just wanted to protect you from him and the shitty life heâd give youâ
She stepped closer, bare feet brushing the edge of the rug. âYou always knew what to say. Like you could read me through the screen.â
He smiled, almost shyly. âBecause I meant it. Every single word.â
The room felt warmer. The space between them, charged. She felt comfortable nowâŠ
Y/n reached out, fingers brushing over his chest, her touch featherlight. âYou said you wanted to try my cookingâŠâ
His gaze darkened, voice husky. âYeah⊠Iâve been dreaming of coming home to you⊠Iâve wanted nothing more than to try everything you cook, discover all the places you go to⊠Do the things that make you happyâ
Her breath caught, she couldnât stop herself from getting closer, the thoughts of ex were now gone, instead completely replaced by Lev.
âShow me how youâd treat me if I was yours, tonight⊠and I promise you, youâll taste my cooking tomorrow, day after and the day after that⊠Whenever you wantâ She whispered
âI cant wait to finally try your food but⊠right nowâŠâ He fingers gripped her chin, making her look up at him, âI want to taste you.â He muttered
Lev closed the gap, his hands cradling her face as if she were porcelain. âTell me to stop,â he whispered, lips inches from hers, âand I will. But if you let me, Iâll show you how long Iâve wanted you.â
Her hands gripped his forearms, grounding herself, heart pounding like a war drum.
âI donât want you to stop,â she breathed. âI want you.â
He leaned down and she stood on her toes but he stopped, making her freeze. Did he not want to go forward anymore? She was a bit embarrassed but quickly it was replaced when he bent down, his hands on her hips, lifting her up, making her squeak. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he grinned, when their faces were finally aligned.
âSorry pretty girl but with our heights, I figured this would be more comfortableâ
His mouth was on hers before she could say anything, devouring her like a man starved. There was nothing hesitant about it, no more pretending⊠Just raw, burning need. And in that kiss, in the way his body pressed against hers, her hands playing with his hair, as their tongues tangled. She couldnât help but feel so free.
She didnât even register him walking towards his room, her mouth busying itself with his.
âFuck, I canât believe I finally have you all to myselfâŠâ Lev muttered, sitting on the edge of his bed. She was straddling him, slightly timid but he was quickly to pull his shirt over her body. Lev cursed, rolling around until she was under him.
âYouâre so fucking beautifulâŠâ He muttered, fingers gliding back and forth across her stomach making her squirm. He glanced at her, grinning
âTicklish?â He asked, his fingers teasing her stomach making her squirm and giggle, grabbing at his hands as she sat up.
âStop!â She giggled, trying to push his mischievous hands away. She froze, realizing Lev was staring intensely at her face, making her feel shy
âWhatâŠ?â She muttered and he shook his head, looking at her with a warm expression.
âYour real smile is way more prettier⊠andâŠâ He large hand cupped her cheek, thumb stroking her bottom lip, âI love that Iâm the one making you smileâ
Her hand slid over his, she didnât say anything, giving him another soft smile before leaning closer. She closed her eyes when his lips met hers halfway. They pressed softly against one another, sharing kiss after kiss. She brought his hand towards her body, letting his palm press against her covered breast.
She let out a breath when his lips kissed down her neck, muttering sweet nothings in between. Levâs fingers felt her breasts, massaging them slowly before leaning up to get a good look at her. He eyed the lacy number on her, brows furrowing for a second
âWere you wearing this for him?â Lev asked, making her freeze. She looked away and he hummed, making her look back at him.
âI forgive you because youâre not at fault but I admit, its making me jealous that heâs seen you like thisâŠâ
Y/n bit her lip for a moment before she muttered, âWe havenât been intimate in a long time⊠So, itâs not like he was going to reciprocateâŠâ She admitted. He pushed her onto the mattress, his hands reaching for her bra clasp
âHeâs absolutely insane⊠I donât think Iâll ever be able to keep my hands off you, thereâs no way I can resist you. Youâre so gorgeousâ he unclipped her bra, his lips kissing her bare back making her squirm, face pressing into the duvet. The way his hands slide up and down her sides before hooking his fingers into the string of her thong. She gasped when his lips kissed her cheek, pulling her thong down her legs. It felt unreal for her, no other man had seen her bare body before. But the way Lev made her feel, she couldnât help but turn onto her back, letting him get a good look at her.
She sat up, her palm pressing against his chest, making him sit back. Lev watched as her hands hesitantly reached for his boxers, pulling them down. Her eyes widened a little and he felt smug but when she suddenly crouched down, wrapping a hand around his length, opening her mouth.
He was quick to stop her,
âWhoa, whatâre you doing?â He asked and she looked at him
âUm⊠Making you feel good, isnât that what you want me to do?â She asked, it was something her ex always made her do first before they did anything else. Lev swallowed, cursing her slimy ex before petting the top of her head, shaking his
âIâd love that but only if thatâs what you want to do⊠but right now, Iâm the one that wants to make you feel good, so lie back down for meâ He muttered, making her cheeks heat up as he gently lay her back down. She felt her heart race when he began massaging her sides, leaning down to kiss her neck
âThatâs good, let me take care of you tonightâ He purred, kissing her collar bone sweetly. He let out a small breath, leaning over her, his lips kissing her bare breasts. His hands glided up her sides, sliding over her breasts, squeezing them. His palms rubbed her nipples, making her moan under her breath.
âYour heartâs racing⊠Are you nervous?â He muttered, looking at her face. She shook her head, âA little⊠but I donât want to stopâŠâ She admitted making him smile. Lev rested his face against her chest, listening to her heart thump.
âCute⊠Your body is so warm, I feel like Iâm lying on a cloudâ He groaned, nuzzling against her breasts. She felt shy when he looked at her, his cheek pressed against her breast, giving her a little pout while his hand squeezed her other one. She couldnât help but reach out and ruffle the top of his head, petting him softly.
âLev⊠Youâre so sillyâŠâ She sighed quietly, smiling. He hummed,
âFeeling calm now?â He asked and she nodded in response.
âYeahâŠâ
Levâs lips curled into a smile, hugging her tighter, making her shudder when his lips caressed her nipple, tickling her skin. âThen donât mind me while I help myselfâŠâ
His tongue slipped from between his lips, dancing along her nipple in one long slow swipe. She bit back a little squeak, her back arching a little when he circled her nipple with his tongue. He didnât neglect her other breast, his fingers busied themselves copying the motions of his tongue.
âYour nipples are adorable, practically made for me to suck⊠Theyâre just perfectâŠâ He cooed before lewdly slurping on her tit. She hummed from the stimulation, her hips rubbing against his thigh lodged between them. She weaved her hand through his hair, eyes closing feeling the intensity of his sucks. He felt more restless from the way her breath was getting heavier, switching from breasts while feeling her core grind against his thigh from desperation. Lev pulled back, his fingers flicking her hard nipples before his body travelled down hers.
She felt her skin raise when his fingers dragged down her hips, fingers sliding over her mound, slowly caressing her folds. She turned her head, eyes closing as she absorbed the fact that Lev was touching her. He watched her expressions in sheer delight, his fingers were slow in rubbing her slit, feeling his fingers become wet.
âThis pretty pussy is only for me, Iâm going to erase every trace of him from you⊠After tonight, youâre never going to think about him againâ He muttered, raising her thighs, kissing the inside of one, teeth sinking into her skin before his tongue traced the indents his teeth left. Her heart was racing again, especially when he pushed those long fingers inside her, making her head fall back, moaning. His fingers scissored inside of her, stretching her walls trying to prepare her to welcome his cock soon.
âYouâre super sensitive⊠My fingers are getting real sticky from how wet you areâŠâ
She was panted harder, her hand reaching to grip his wrist but he continued thrusting his fingers inside her. She mewled his name, moaning as she rocked her hips against his pumping fingers. The moment he curled them, rubbing the roof of her pussy, her eyes widened, moaning loud making him grin,
âFound it~â He cooed, making sure to rub that particular spot over and over again, relishing in how fast she began pulsating. She was panting harder,
âNgh! Lev!â Her hips lifted higher and he quickly pulled his fingers out, instead he was quick, his hands clutching under her knees, his mouth latching over her pussy. She gasped, trying to push his face away, âWait! Whatâre you doing!?â She squeaked, making him pout.
âIsnât it obvious? I wanna taste youâŠâ He answered nonchalantly making her cheeks burn⊠She had never been on the receiving end before, it was making her nervous
âBut Iâve never had that done to me⊠I-I donât knowâŠâ She began feeling conscious, what if he got put off by her, what if it tasted weird⊠So many thoughts ran through her head and Lev watched her as she got lost from overthinking. He shrugged, grinningâŠ
âSeriously Y/n, your ex is a total shithead⊠How the fuck did he resist your pussy? But⊠as pissed as I am about what a fucker he was to you⊠Iâm very happy that you get to experience this with meâŠâ He winked making her cheeks burn. Lev chuckled, petting her pussy gently,
âHold your legs apart for meâŠâ He cooed, grabbing her hands bringing them under her thighs. She felt shy and unsure, ââŠButâŠâ She started and he looked up at her
âDo you trust me? If you really donât want it, itâs alright⊠But you were so eager to do it for me, first. So if you donât want me to do it, then you donât get to do it to me eitherâ He said and she froze, feeling embarrassed remembering the events from earlier. She felt conflicted but he also didnât stop his teasing with his fingers, rubbing her folds slowly again. She pictured it for a moment before taking a deep breath, she knew she wanted it but it was so embarrassing to say it out loud.
She was in a relationship less than 24 hours ago and now here she was, in bed with another man doing things she never imagined. However, Lev was different, she felt it, she was experiencing it. She felt safe, away from judgement and he showered her with more affection in just a few hours than her ex did all those years. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she looked away from him, nodding
âI want it, LevâŠâ She muttered quietly but he heard, Lev cheered, crawling up her body to kiss her lips, âThatâs my kittenâ He purred making her blush. He sat up, feeling victorious before looking around making her brow furrow
âLev?â She asked and he hummed, before standing up
âWait, since this is your first time getting eaten out, let me set the moodâ He wriggled his brows, grinning at her flustered expression. She watched him shuffle around the room, gathering a ridiculous amount of hotel pillows from the cupboard before stacking them near the end of his bed. Lev gently made her lay against them, her body sinking into the ridiculously soft goose feathered pillows, legs dangling off the end of the bed. He was still wandering around the room fiddling with his phone, until letting out a hum, when music played from the surround sound.
âAlright, thisâll make it more comfortableâ He was right in a sense, the silence earlier in the room was overpowering and she knew the music would distract her just a little from feeling entirely embarrassed. But when the tall man sauntered back to her, she covered her face when he dropped to his knees at the end of the bed, his height still making it easy for him to lean over, close to her. His hands grabbed hers, pulling them from her face making her look at him sheepishly while he just grinned back,
âCâmon, hold your thighs apart for me⊠I want you to watch and donât be shy. I promise after tonight, youâre going to beg me to do it again and againâŠâ
Y/n bit her lip, her hands going under her thighs, spreading them for him before muttering, ââŠthen let me also do it for you tooâ
Levâs grin didnât fade, his hands going under her ass, pulling her a little closer to the edge of the bed, âBy all means, you can have all of me as much as you want but only if I get all of you too. Now be good for me and just enjoy yourselfâ
She leaned back into the pillows, ears trying to concentrate on the music but her eyes were locked onto him. Levâs gleeful expression turned into something more aroused, eyes lidding slightly and she braced herself feeling his face creep closer towards her dripping core. His lips zeroed in making her twitch but instead of diving right in, he turned his head, lips kissing and sucking her inner thighs, slowly and feverishly.
She whimpered lightly, feeling her juices slowly drip down her folds but he didnât make any advances, instead he kissed her mound, forming a pattern of kisses between her mound and inner thighs, stimulating her. She knew he was teasing her on purpose, that he was waiting for her to tell him, she wanted it.
âL-LevâŠâ She breathed out making him glance at her, a smirk on his lips. He kissed her pussy feeling her shudder against him,
âEnough teasingâŠâ She muttered and he hummed, âMy pretty babyâs finally making demands⊠Anything for youâ He purred, his thumbs spreading her pussy folds apart. She breathed out, her back arching slightly when finally his tongue slowly glided up her slit.
She gasped, âO-Oh my god~â She cried out, making him smirk for a moment before his hands went under her ass. He licked her pussy a little faster, lapping up those sweet juices, slurping a little loud. Her hips instinctively jutted against his face, wetting his lips and chin but it fueled him.
âFuck⊠What a tasty pussyâŠâ He groaned, before pushing his tongue into her. She moaned louder, body trembling from the way he ate her out. He started slow but now, it was becoming a wet mess between her legs. He hadnât stopped, from slurps to feral licks up and down her slit and then when he finally made purchase towards her throbbing clit. She lost it, hips bucking and crying out his name.
Levâs cock was throbbing hard but he was incredibly dedicated to making her cum from his mouth. It felt so good for her that her thighs slipped from her grip but he was ruthless, his mouth was still latched to her but his hands grabbed her knees, spreading her legs wide apart, pressing her knees into the mattress.
She couldnât move her pinned legs, now completely and unavoidably having to concentrate on his tongue. All she could do was call out his name and whimper or hum. Her eyes rolled back when he had now solely concentrated on her clit. His lips sucked at it, stationing themselves there. He made no attempt to pull away, he sucked on it like it was the sweetest candy he had ever tasted. Lev was sure she had small orgasms but he wanted to make her completely lose her mind. He, himself was feeling drunk of her pussy.
His tongue began flicking her throbbing clit making her thighs shake, she kept jerking her head left or right, hands gripping the pillow by the side of her head, sobbing out from the pleasure. He knew was getting close, he let go of her knees, slipping his tongue back inside her while his fingers rolled and rubbed her engorged clit. Her feet planted at the end of the bed, hands grabbing the back of his head, raising her hips, unintentionally grinding into his face faster. Not a single coherent thought came into her head, she didnât even realize she had been calling out his name this entire time.
Lev needed to see her orgasm. He pulled away from her pussy but before she quickly cry from the loss of stimulation, he shoved his fingers into her pussy making her cry out but he hushed her, climbing over the bed, against her side.
âQuickly baby, hold your legs apart for me again. Nice and wide⊠Good girlâŠâ He panted, watching his fingers fuck her hard. She was sure her face looked so messy, the mattress under them was drenched from her juices. She was a babbling mess but it didnât stop him, he knew he had her where he wanted. Her hips raised again and he quickly curled his fingers, rubbing her g-spot hard. She almost screamed, her teary eyes closing, throwing her head back into the pillows, hips still raised when she gushed hard. Lev groaned, watching her squirt messily but he felt so heated, he couldnât stop his fingers continuously pumping into her, making her hips shake throughout her orgasm
âFuck baby⊠Bet you never came like that before⊠That was so fucking hotâŠâ He panted, his lips gliding against her neck, whispering naughty things to her. Her hips dropped back onto the bed but she was still twitching making him grin mischievously, feeling bold as he left marks on her skin before whispering in her ear,
âDid you like that?â He teased, wet fingers petting her core gentle again. She was a panting mess, humming. His other hand cupped her face, wiping her stray tears, kissing her cheek
âYou were so cute⊠I always imagined the sounds youâd make if we ever got together but hearing them in real was so much betterâŠâ he muttered, his hand stretched over her stomach. He kept kissing her, feeling himself unravelâŠ
âI just want to make you mine completely, fuck you so good youâll never want anyone else⊠I just want to fill with my cum, thatâll youâd always feel full of meâŠâ His hand grabbed her face, making her look at him
âYouâre mine now, mine foreverâ He muttered and she hummed, her eyes lidded, cupping his cheek
âI only want to you Lev⊠Want to be with you foreverâ She muttered, still lost in a haze but thats all he needed to hear. That's all he wanted to hear.
âYeahâŠ?â He asked lowly and she hummed nodding, âYeahâ
His own eyes lidded, looking at her swollen lips, biting his own
âCâmereâŠâ He muttered, closing the gap between them. Their tongues tangled, kissing hard. He rolled over her, careful not to put his weight on her while he crouched over, making out with her. She felt his thick cock rubbing against her stomach, now aware of how hard he was. Pulling away from his lips, she bit her bottom lip looking at his cock.
Lev hissed slightly when her finger slowly traced up his length, circling his tipâŠ
âY/nâŠâ He panted when her hand wrapped around it, feeling how hot and hard he was, throbbing in her fist. She pumped her hand a little faster, feeling her skin raise from how he sharply sucked in air between his teeth. But all she could think of was how that was going to go inside of her soon⊠He was definitely going to reach places her ex never could⊠She was half scared and half excited, she wanted to feel him inside her but before that, she licked her drying lips, looking up at his face
âLev, can I return the favour now?â She asked, making him still. The gears in his head rolled but he smirked, making her lean against the pillows. He stood on his knees, making her quiver when he gripped his cock, dragging his thick cock up the mid of her body, starting from her torso, rubbing it along the mid of her throat before prodding against her lips, almost making them kiss his tip. He shuddered, eyes lidding as he groaned,
âFuck yes⊠but think you can handle it? Iâm not very gentle when it comes to this⊠I can be a bruteâ He grunted when she kissed his tip, peeking up at him. She wasnât going to admit to him that she was confident, her ex refused to go down on her but she had plenty of experience⊠The only hinderance was the size difference but with how enthusiastically Lev had eaten her out, she wanted to do it too. She didnât feel shy, instead she gripped his hips, opening her mouth
âTry meâ She purred making him smirk, petting the top of her head, he knew now she was completely comfortable with him.
âDonât mind if I do, sweetheart⊠Show me what this pretty mouth can doâ
Her tongue slipped out and he swallowed, pushing himself inside her mouth. Lev moaned when she wrapped her lips around him, sucking hard. He tilted his head back, groaning
âFuck⊠Thatâs itâŠâ He grunted, gasping lightly when she hollowed her cheeks lightly. Her tongue teased the underside of his shift and he did his best to hold still. Levâs eyes were sharp, looking at her face intensely. He controlled his expression, almost taken back when she continued slowly bobbing her head, however with each bob she began sliding more of his deeper into his mouth. He grunted again,
âFuckâ Youâre really taking it allâŠâ He muttered and she felt pleased with herself, however when she reached the end of his length. His hands immediately gripped her head, confusing her. She couldnât move, looking up at him and he looked just a little annoyed
ââŠit pisses me off that youâre good at this because of himâŠâ He muttered and she froze, she knew he was right but sensing his jealously made her feel butterflies fluttering in her belly, pulling back for a second. She left his cock for a moment, giggling and he raised a brow, feeling a little embarrassed,
ââŠ.WhatâŠ? Canât a guy feel jealous?â He muttered and she hummed, âOhâŠ? And Iâm supposed to be okay with how well you made me cum earlier? Iâm sure you didnât learn that by yourself now, did you?â She teased him back and he froze, knowing she was right too. He was embarrassed btu she grinned, gripping his dick,
âIf itâs any consolation, honey⊠His definitely cannot be compared to yours⊠Your dummy accountâs ID really suits you. You are a tinhead sometimes butâŠâ Lev grunted when her lips kissed his cockhead again before smiling cheekily at him, âYouâre definitely a titan hereâ
Lev clutched his head, groaning, âMy god, youâre so cute but now it feels wrong to fuck your faceâ
Y/nâs cheeks heated, a little taken back form how blunt he was but she remained composed, staring at his erect cock.
âYou donât want to?â She asked but he stopped being dramatic, peeking down at her, his hands gripped the sides of her head, holding them firmly
âOfcourse I do... But are you really sure?â He asked and she nodded, her tongue slipping from her lips, flicking it against his tip making him shudder.
âGive it to me, honeyâ She purred
Levâs grip on her tightened and he moved his hips again, steadily pumping himself into her wet mouth. He leaned her head onto the pillow, his pace getting a bit faster. She felt like she may have bitten off more than she could chew (AN: lol) but listening to his moans and the way he rambled on how good she was made her feel confident. She gripped his hips, slowing his thrusts before she bobbed her head, taking more control. Lev groaned, leaning over her, sliding his entire cock down her throat, grabbing her head.
âFuckâFuckâFuck!â Youâre so filthy⊠Itâs driving me insaneâ He groaned, jutting his hips. Her moans vibrated against his shaft, causing him to curse out even more. She was feeling restless, her legs opening and closing from desperation but she wanted to please him even more. Levâs eyes rolled back, biting his lip when her fingers played with his balls. Levâs hands gripped the pillow on the sides, using it to thrust her head against him. He was moaning, a little unhinged and wild while he fucked her mouth. Her toes curled, whining against him, tears streaming down her cheeks, sucking harder.
He released a string of curses before stilling and she felt his cum pooling in her mouth, his thrusts were slow now, filling her mouth, cock twitching as she swallowed around it.
âNghâ Y-Youâre killing meâ He groaned, pulling himself out of her mouth. She was panting, catching her breath and so was he, still curled over her. She tried to reach for his cock again but he was quick to grab her wrist.
âLev?â
His expression was flustered, however his voice dropped, almost a feral look in his eyes.
âI canât wait anymore, I need to make you mine completely.â His thumbs wiped away her stray tears, she gripped his arms, looking up at him.
â⊠Make a complete mess of meâ She begged. His thumb traced her bottom lip, before sliding between her lips, pressing on her tongue.
âHowâd you want it?â He asked, kissing the corner of her lips. Her heart fluttered, releasing his thumb from her lips.
âThe way you want itâ She answered, a hand sneaking to stroke his dick, looking at him with in arousal. âAs long as youâre inside meâ
The thin line of self-control inside him finally snapped, she gasped when he grabbed her, flipping her over the mountain of hotel pillows. Before she could move, she moaned loud when he forced his weight over her, his knees pushing her legs apart, hands grabbing her wrists, pinning them down. She threw her head back, and she swore she almost saw stars when he bullied his cock all the way inside her in one hard stroke. Lev was ruthless, smacking his hips against her ass harder, listening to her cry out from the pleasure.
She dropped her head about to bury her face in the pillow but suddenly his large hand slid over her eyes, holding her head up and she felt his hot breath dance along her ear,
âNo kitten, donât give up on me just when Iâve started⊠Can you feel how deep I am?â He muttered, making her whimper. He really was deep, deeper than she had ever felt before. He had obstructed her vision and all she could concentrate on was the obscene way he had stretched her out. Lev had filled her completely, physically and mentally. She could only think of him. She felt immobile, as he continued his mad thrusts, it was so intense, she knew she had cum already but he had no intentions of stopping.
His other hand slid under her, pressing his palm into her lower stomach making her cry out, âHow about now, sweetheart? Youâre feeling so good, you can barely speakâŠâ He chuckled, pumping into her.
âL-Lev! Lev! Lev!â She cried out, âSlow down, pleaseâ She begged. He sighed in bliss, feeling the way she pulsated against his cock. She was a whimpering mess and he hushed her, kissing her cheek. Lev slowly pulled himself out, admiring the sloppy mess between her legs. She lay over the pillows breathing hard but she felt him pull her up. Humming in confusion when he lay down and pulled her to sit over his hips
âAlright baby, letâs do it like thisâ
His cock rubbed against her slit, she mewled, shaking her head. It felt embarrassing to have him look up at her in this state. Levâs hands intertwined with hers, smiling.
âCâmon, you can control the pace like this⊠Ride meâ
She swallowed, squeezing his hands in hers. Slowly she sunk down on his shaft, her jaw dropping, calling out his name. Levâs eyes lidded, his chest heaving watching her pussy spread apart on his shaft.
âYouâre so sexy Y/n⊠Does it feel good for you?â He asked and she bit her lip, humming when finally she reached the base of his cock. She nodded frantically, slowly moving her hips. Lev let go of her hands, letting her brace herself on his taunt chest, he groped her breasts, fingers fiddling with her nipples, pinching and tweaking them making her whine more, hips stuttering over him.
âNeed some help?â He asked, refusing to move his hips. She didnât want to admit it but it did feel better when he was in control earlier. She tried to move faster but it proved to be too difficult, her core strength was no match to his⊠He had a mischievous smirk, but it washed over when she leaned over him. Her lips desperately pressing against his in a heated kiss
âIâm sorryâ She whined, âI-Iâm not good at thisâ She muttered in defeat but he petted her head, kissing her back
âNot at all, you tried your best and it was really cute but now, let meâ He smiled, kissing her again, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She was lost, rolling her tongue around his, her pussy squeezing his cock making it twitch. Levâs hands rubbed her back before they travelled to her ass, gripping it tight. She squeaked when he quickly turned them over, now trapping her completely under him. Her eyes were clouded with lust, tongue still tangled with his but he rocked his hips into her hard and fast, making her see stars again. She pulled away from his mouth, her arms clinging onto him tight, moaning and crying out. Â
Her body felt like mush, she hadnât even registered that he had turned her onto her stomach, raising her hips high, pounding into her. She gushed around him, sobbing,
âAh!â Ah!âAh!~ Please! I-I canât anymore!â She cried out, her face dropping into the mattress. He grabbed her arms, holding them behind her back, pulling her body to lift while thrusting himself inside of her harder.
âYou can, youâre doing so well baby. Youâre pussyâs taking my cock in so good⊠Making a mess on me⊠How can we stop now? You have no choice but to take it like a good girlâ
She whined, begging him to stop
âLev, I-I wonât be able to walk!â
He grunted, his hips smacking into her ass, smacks filling the room with each thrust he did.
âDonât worry, I promised Iâll take care of you⊠Youâll just have to stay with me until you recoverâ He cooed, biting his lip. His thrusts were getting sloppier, he let go of her hands, letting her fall into the mattress but it didnât stop him from letting his hands travel under her body, again pressing one into her stomach and the other now playing with her clit. Her eyes rolled back, body shaking and she almost screamed, gushing hard. Lev was panted, giving her pussy a few hard thrusts before completely burying himself inside her, cumming
Her breath hitched, feeling the warmth of his seed fill her completely. He slumped over her, his hips moving and grinding themselves into her slow, making sure his cum was plugged inside her, as he rode out his orgasm until he was done. She was a muddled mess, but she whined, whimpering out, âY-Youâre crushing meâ
His eyes opened and he quickly rolled off her, âSorry⊠That was so fucking incredible, I didnât realizeâŠâ He said, turning her onto her back. She was catching her breath, giving him a look of disbelief, but he was calm, laying on his side, looking at her with a look of pride. She was flustered, shaking her head, âI didnât realize how unhinged you could be⊠At one point, I thought you were going to split me in halfâ She said making him chuckle. She twitched when his hand cupped her pussy, his fingers fucking his leaking essence back inside her
âI planned to be a gentleman tonight, I didnât want you to see this side of me so early on but⊠everything about you, I couldnât hold myself back anymore⊠Iâve wanted you for so longâŠâ He admitted, taking her back. He was looking at her lovestruck, making her shy. Her heart was fluttering, but she turned on her side to face him. Her hand caressed his face, giving him a smile
âWhat do you want me to cook for you tomorrow?â She asked and he looked at her, in surprise before his lips curled into a smile
âCan we make oinarisan together? I want to learn⊠Actually I want you to teach me how to cook so that I can make you foodâ He asked sweetly making her feeling happy. He was treating her so sweetly, she hoped this wasnât a guise but with how affectionate he was being, kissing her sweetly, nuzzling against her as he discussed his future with her, she felt so secure after so many years.Â
âIâd love to teach you how to cook. But, I doubt this hotel room has a kitchen we can useâŠâ She said and he shrugged, âDonât worry, my manager said that my apartmentâs going to be ready day after tomorrow. We gotta furnish your space too, get all the things you want and need so you can film your contentâ
She froze, slowly sitting up and he felt perplexed at her expression, looking at her, âY/n?â
âWait⊠you want me to live with you?â She asked and he nodded, suddenly panicked when he realized this might have been way too soon for her, making him sit up and ramble âYeah, its only natural. I donât want you apart from me anymore. I mean, weâre going to share the master bedroom but if you donât like how its been furnished, we can totally decorate it how you like! Thereâs a spare room which you can make into your recording studio to edit your videos⊠and, and! The kitchen is really spacious! You donât need to clean up, Iâll hire a maid and even a cookâ Mmh!â
His words were cut off when she immediately threw herself on top of him, her lips pressing against his. Lev felt relieved, kissing her back.
âYouâre so cute Lev, Iâm so happy to finally meet you⊠Iâm sorry it took so longâ She said, feeling emotional and he smiled, cupping her face, âIâm sory I took too long but youâre finally mine now and I donât plan on letting you goâ He said and she nodded, âI donât plan on leaving eitherâ
They kissed again and he held her close. She snuggled against him, feeling content, almost lulled to sleep by his body warmth.
âY/nâŠ?â He muttered and she hummed, eyes still closed. His hand rubbed her back, before muttering,
âWhen you teach me cooking, can you do it naked with just an apron on?â
Her eyes immediately opened, giving a look of disbelief, quiet for a few momentsâŠ
âLev⊠Iâm starting to wonder just exactly what kind of person are youâŠ.â
Lev laughed, holding her close, âSomeone thats crazy about youâ He said
She rolled her eyes at him, but her smile betrayed her amusement. âYouâre impossible.â
âAnd yet, youâre still here,â he whispered smugly, nuzzling into her neck. She giggled, swatting at his arm lightly before wrapping her own around him, sinking into the comfort of his hold. A comfortable silence fell between them, their breathing slowly syncing, hearts beating in quiet harmony. The storm of the last few hours from the heartbreak, the betrayal, the uncertainty had finally calmed. And in its place, a strange, beautiful peace.
âYou know,â she murmured, fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest, âI used to think love had to hurt to mean something. That I had to earn it, suffer for it.â
Levâs arm tightened around her waist, his voice low and steady. âThat shithead who made you think that never deserved a second of your time.â
âI know that now.â She smiled softly, pressing a kiss to his collarbone. âYou make it feel easyâŠâ
âGood,â he replied, brushing his lips over her forehead. âBecause Iâm not going anywhere. And if I ever do anything to make you feel otherwise, you have full permission to throw a frying pan at me.â
She laughed, eyes sparkling. âDeal...â
They held each other like that, wrapped in each otherâs warmth, no longer haunted by the past, but quietly excited for the future, one filled with a shared home, silly jokes, and cooking lessons that may or may not involve aprons. Outside, the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, soft and golden, washing over them like a blessing.
And for the first time in a long time, she felt like she was exactly where she was meant to be.
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When I upload the âminors dniâ and warning tags, i still get interactions and comments from you on different platforms about how you love my books and promise youâre almost 18 and not to block you but likeâŠ
You donât understand, when i see your comments where you call a certain sex scene âgrossâ or in general ask something related to an 18+ scene which makes it super obvious youâre nowhere near 18, its making me uncomfortable to know youâre being exposed to highly exaggerated and unrealistic sex scenes that I am writing.
Youâre crossing boundaries unnecessarily. Even if you think youâre mature enough to read adult content, trust me, youâre still a minor and idgaf. I dont want to read your comments, i dont want to interact with you on private messages or give you my socials because like why tf would i (28F) want a kid interacting with me on social media? Thats just uncomfortable and terrifying for me personally. Like dont follow random adults on instagram with your real accounts, thats DANGEROUS. Just because you read my content, it doesnât mean you know me personally or that i could be trusted. You cant trust anyone on the internet please.
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Runaway Bride (Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei x OC) (NSFW)
Chapter 11: Between the Sheets (NSFW)
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Chapter 11:
The second they stumbled away from the beach, tension grew thick in the air, Matsukawa grabbed her hand, pulling her through the crowd, the night wind mixed with the heat hitting their flushed faces as they reached his parked convertible. The doors hadnât even closed behind them before he was on her, his mouth crashing into hers, hands already slipping under her thighs as he hoisted her into his lap in the driverâs seat.
Y/n gasped into his mouth, breath stolen by how hungry his kiss was. Her back arched, arms wrapped around his shoulders as his hands gripped her waist tightly, pressing her down against his crotch.
âFuckââ he groaned, dragging his lips down her neck. âYou look real good right nowâŠâ
Her fingers tangled in his hair, nails scraping gently along his scalp, tilting her head back letting him leave hungry wet kisses along her throat.
âIssei,â she breathed, her voice already shaking with want. âAre you sure we should be doing this hereââ
âI donât care,â he muttered, catching her lips again in another kiss that made her toes curl. âYouâre driving me insaneâŠ.do you know that? Wearing such a sexy dressâŠâ His hands rubbed the back of her thighs, warming them under his palms. His hips rolled up against hers, the friction of his pants rubbing against her soft folds, made her whimper into his ear.
He was losing control, fingers sliding into the neckline of her dress, pushing the material under her breasts, groaning into her mouth when he realized she wasnât wearing a bra. Her soft skin under his fingertips only made him harder, more desperate, feeling her nipples pressed against his chest. He pulled away from her tongue, catching her aroused expression.
âYou're fucking sexyâŠâ He muttered, pushing her back to lean against the steering wheel⊠His fingers plucked the end of her short dress, raising her skirt higher up her bodyâŠ
âDamnâŠâ He muttered, eyeing her heated body, stopping to lick his lips when he saw the lewd thong wedged between her folds that where rubbing against his erection. Matsukawaâs eyes lidded, his large hands cupping her breasts, warming them under his palms. She mewled, her hips jutting harder against his when his fingers gently pulled and tugged her nipplesâŠ
âI-Issei~â She panted, Y/n clung to him, lips swollen from kissing, her thighs tightening around his hips. Everything about the moment was messy and reckless, but it felt too good to stop. Matsukawaâs hand grabbed her jaw,
âWant me to take you home? Completely have you to myself?â He teased, grinding into her harder. She felt weak, her pussy already weeping, begging to be filled by him. The heat in the car was overbearing, windows fogging up, sweat beginning to bead their bodies. She moaned when one finger flickered around her nipple, his eyes watching her expressions carefullyâŠ
âCâmon PrincessâŠâ He muttered, squeezing her jaw, coming close to her lips
âAnswer me⊠Do you want to fuck me?â He muttered, his teeth biting her bottom lip, cheekily pulling it before letting go, his tongue swiping where he bit, now grunting with need
âBecause I really want to fuck youâ He whispered, making her quiverâŠ
She hummed, nodding⊠She wanted to go home, let him have her all to himself. It was driving her crazy being in the tight cramped space of his car⊠Her hands slid under his shirt, feeling up his taunt body, looking up at him in need
âTake me home nowâ She begged lightly, leaning her head against his shoulder,
ââŠTake me home, do whatever you want to me⊠Please⊠I really want you, IsseiâŠâ She whined against his neck, her mouth finding his again, kissing in depseration. He grinned against her lips, ready to start the ignition Â
But thenâŠ
âShit,â Matsukawa hissed suddenly, breaking the kiss, leaning his head back against the seat in frustration. His chest heaved, trying to steady his breathing.
âWhatâs wrong?â she asked, confused, her hands still on his chest.
âIâve drunk a bit too much tonightâŠ.,â he muttered, raking a hand through his hair. âI canât drive us anywhere like thisâŠâ
Y/n blinked, her dazed brain struggling to catch up. âOh⊠right....â
He sighed, eyes meeting hers, still dark with need, his fingers caressed her cheek before he tucked her stray locks behind her ear, licking his lips. âCâmon, follow meâŠ.â His voice dropped lower, more suggestive. âUnless you want to keep going right here.â
Her cheeks flushed, especially when she spotted people walking near their car but she managed a small laugh, swatting his chest lightly. âCheeky...â
He grinned, grabbing her face and pressing one last kiss to her lips, hot and slow. His tongue rolled and sucked hers, almost taking her breath away before he pulled away,
âCome on. Letâs go somewhere where I can really take my time with you.â
After fixing themselves up, the best they could. They stumbled out of the car, fingers laced tightly, neither of them saying a word as they crossed the street. Her eyes were set on his broad back, folowing behind him past busy crowds and flooded bars until a shimmering and obnoxiously glinting neon sign glowed in the short distance⊠The love hotel wasnât fancy, but it didnât matter to them. They didnât even stop at the front desk long enough to notice the name⊠They simply grabbed a key, took the elevator, and stumbled towards the room.
The hotel door slammed shut behind them with a sharp bang that echoed through the hotel room, cutting through the silence and replacing it with the sound of breathless, desperate kisses. Their lips crashed together like theyâd been starving for each other, weeks of tension and confusion melting into something raw and primal.
Matsukawa had her pinned to the door in seconds. She gasped the moment her back pressed against the door while his hands already wandered beneath the skirt of her dress, hungry, rough, but still trembling with restraint. Her fingers twisted in the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer, gasping when his tongue swept into her mouth, deep and demanding.
She didnât even get a chance to steady herself when he gripped her hips, lifting her effortlessly. Her legs wrapped around him, clinging to him as if he were the only thing anchoring her to reality.
âIsseiâwaitââ she breathed against his lips, hands pressing weakly against his chest. Her voice was laced with nerves, not from fear, but the weight of everything crashing down between them.
âWhat if someone hears from outsideâ?â
âEveryone in this hotel is doing the same thing as usâŠâ He cooed
He was already capturing her wrists, pushing them above her head, holding them in place with one strong hand. His other hand cupped her jaw, tilting her face toward him, eyes dark and burning as he stared into her.
âI told you beforeâŠâ he said, his voice low and rough, lips brushing against hers as he spoke. His thumb traced the edge of her mouth, watching her shiver beneath his touch. âIf I have to wait any longer⊠Iâll go insane... You said I could do whatever I wanted tonight.â
He kissed her again, deeper and  slower, but just as intense. She melted into it, her back arching off the door as her wrists were released and her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in. His hands slid under her thighs, gripping her tightly as he rolled his hips into hers, just enough for her to feel how hard he was, how much he wanted her.
Her moan was swallowed by his mouth.
Their bodies moved together, like theyâd done this a hundred times and still couldn't get enough.
But this time was different.
This time, it felt like more than just primal lust.
His mouth broke from hers to kiss down her jaw, his teeth scraping her neck just enough to make her tremble, gasping his name
âIsseiâŠâ like a prayer from her lips.
âYou drive me crazy,â he muttered against her skin, lips trailing hotly along her collarbone.
âEven when I angry with you, I want you. And when Iâm alone⊠I realize how much I  need you.â
She tilted her head back, chest rising and falling quickly beneath his touch. She plucked her fingers into the neckline of her dress, slowly pushing the material underneath her breasts, letting her bare tits flash in his face, turning her head slightly, trying to hide her bashfulness
âThen take me, Isseiâ she whispered, voice shaky but firm. âLet all that anger out on me.â
A smirk grew on his lips, eyeing her ravishing body as she gave into him. She bit her lip, leaning the back of her head against the door, hands gripping his arms tight when he shoved his hips into her, grinding into her pussy in one hard motion
âHah!~ O-Oh~â She mewled, jaw dropping from the pleasure being bullied into her core. Matsukawa braced his hand on the door, pinning her hips against the door with his own. The other hand wrapped itself around her throat, his tongue slipping from his lips, licking up her neck.
âYou really want me to let it all out on you?â He muttered, squeezing her cheeks between his fingers. She stuttered out a moan when he began bumping hips with hers, his covered erection rubbing against her clit.
âGodâ When I saw you getting friendly with that guyâŠâ
His lips curled into a frown, forcing her to look at him. She squealed when he wedged his erection between her folds, pushing her hips into the door, staying still.
âI-Issei!â Ugh~â She triedâŠ
âYou have no idea how pissed I wasâŠâ
She could feel the immense throbbing of her pussy now, pulsating desperatly against him. He gave her an intense look, before his teeth sunk into her neck, sucking harshly until he felt satisifed with the mark he left behindâŠ
âI just wanted to throw you over the bar and fuck you right in front of him⊠Show them all that youâre mineâŠâ
That mark would definitely stay on her skin for days⊠Enough time fo any other man to see and back off immediately when she went to work. She was panting, arching her back, trying to move her hips against him but they way he had her pinned made it difficult to move just a littleâŠ
âYou said I could let it all out on you⊠You canât take it back nowâŠâ
He growled, pushing her against the door, with only the sound of their panting breaths and the ocean crashing outside the window in the distance, like the world could wait just a little longer for the mess they were about to make of each other.
He held her hips, finally moving her away from the door, taking her into the room and throwing her down onto the mattress. He licked his lips when her breasts bounced the moment she landed on the bed. She tried to sit up but his hands gripped her ankles, making her squeal when he quickly slid her body towards him.
Her heart was pounding against her chest when he pushed her shoes off her feet, flinging them off. He leaned over her, turning her onto her stomach, unzipping the back of her dress, harshly tugging the flimsy material off her body. She bit her bottom lip hard, eyes closing when she felt his lips hungrily kiss down her back before he stood up again.
Y/n turned around to catch a glimpse of him, Matsukawa slid his shirt off his shoulders, unbuttoning his pants, slowly stripping himself down to his underwear. Her legs shook in anticipation, seeing just how hard he was. Her breath hitched when his gaze caught hers, his finger beckoning her to crawl towards him.
âCâmereâŠâ He muttered
She sat up, crawling towards the end of the bed, where he stood. His fingers rested under her chin, making her lift to her knees, looking up at him.
Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted as she gazed up at him. His thumb traced the curve of her bottom lip, and the look in his eyes was darker now, slow-burning and possessive, like he wanted to memorize the sight of her on her knees before him.
âYouâre so pretty like this,â Matsukawa murmured, voice husky. âYou donât even know what youâre doing to me, right now.â
Y/nâs breath shuddered as he tilted her chin higher, his knuckles grazing her cheek softly, a stark contrast to the tension building in his body. One of his hands slid into her hair, gripping her locks as he leaned down to kiss her again, deeper this time, slow and teasing, like he had all night to devour her.
She whimpered softly against his lips, fingers gripping the waistband of his boxers, her touch light andunsure, but his body shuddered at the contact, and he let out a low growl against her mouth.
âDonât tease me,â he breathed, pulling back slightly, eyes locked with hers. âNot tonight.â
Before she could speak, he sat himself on the edge of the bed. His hands grabbed her hips, dragging her over his lap.
âIssei!? Whatâ Agh!â She squeaked when his palm collied into her ass, making her gasp and yelp in shock.
âIssei!?â She yelped again, hips jerking when he spanked her cheek again. Matsukawaâs large hand palmed at her stinging skin,
âThis is your punishment for touching Daigo and lying to me about your job⊠So you can be either be a good girl and take it or I can stop right here, right now and we can call it a night.â He said, rubbing her ass in circles. Her head was spinning from shock, she had never been spanked before and dare she admit, she didnât hate itâŠ
She kind of thought it was cute that he had been jealous over Daigo, it made her feel a little smug in fact but she also did feel guilty for lying about the jobâŠ
And then there was his threat of stopping the night altogether if she didnât answer him.
Her head hung low in shame,
ââŠdo itâŠâ She muttered under her breath making him raise a brow, raising his palm to smack her again
âI canât hear youâŠâ He teased and she bit her lip
âIâll be good! I can take it!â She said a little louder but he heard. Matsukawa gave her another light smack, smirking
âThatâs my girl⊠Now come here, get on your hands and knees for meâ He cooed
She swallowed, crawling off his body, getting into position. His eyes raked over her pussy, the flimsy thong was practically in ruins wedged between her folds but he wasnât ready to pull it down yet. He pushed her head down, the side of her face pressing against the mattressâŠ
âStay like thatâ He whispered
She squealed when his fingers hooked into the back of her thong, pulling up at it, forcing her ass to lift higher, the material digging into her pussy.
âA-Agh!~ Ah!â She moaned, her fingers grabbing onto the hotel sheets for dear life. Matsukawa held onto her thong before his free hand swooped down and swatted her hard. The loud smack rung into her ears, her moan raising in pitch while her toes curled.
âThis one is for touching Daigoâ He said, slapping her ass again. She whimpered, pressing her thighs together to hide her leaking juices making him click his tongue,
âDonât close your legs, unless you want me to slap your pussy insteadâ
His hands shoved her legs apart again, smacking her ass once more, making her squeal into the mattress. His cock throbbed from the way she sounded and how ridiculousy wet her pussy wasâŠ
He knew she liked it and that made him excited.
âThis one is for lying to meâ He said, smacking her harder. Tears brimmed in her eyes, her ass swaying slightly, finally choking out an apology. He hummed,
Smack!
âHmm..? Say that againâŠâ He said
She hissed, âS-Sorry!â
Smack! Another one on her other cheek, making her fists tighten, crying out
âIâm sorry! Iâll never lie to you again!â
He stopped for a moment, making her bite onto her lip⊠She felt his fingers hook into her thong, now sliding it slowly off⊠Matsukawaâs mouth felt dry, looking at her messy twitching pussy⊠ready to be fucked⊠eager to be filled by him.
Y/nâs eyes shot open, throwing her head back, moaning loud when he shoved two of his fingers into her pussy. Her hips jerked, juices ozzing out making him chuckle,
âSeriously? You wet yourself before I even did anything⊠Are you that horny for me?â He teased, pumping his digits between her creamy folds. His other hand, slapped her ass again, emitting another squeal from her
âCâmon Princess, answer meâŠâ
His slaps were now relentless and repetitive, each one forced her to feel his fingers thrusting inside her, rubbing and teasing her walls. Her legs were trembling, pussy squeezing his digits like no tomorrow.
âIssei! Issei, please!â She sobbed and moaned. His cock was twitching from arousal, soaking in every sound she made. He pulled his hands away, licking at his slick fingers watching her hips drop down onto the bed. He licked his lips, shoving his briefs off before he rolled her thong down her legs.
Y/n whimpered when his fingers massaged her burning skin, she sucked in a breath when he spread her cheeks, forcing her holes to bare in front of him, his eyes narrowing onto her pussy
âYou seem pretty excited⊠Youâre soaking wetâŠâ He muttered, grabbing a pillow, shoving it under her stomach, forcing her hips up. Y/n hummed when she felt her legs being spread,
âNgh!â Her head arched when she felt his lips kiss her stinging cheeks, a little hiss when his teeth sunk into the flesh, biting at her. He was going feral tonight, trying to guage as many reactions as he could from her.
âO-Oh my godâ Her jaw dropped when his face pushed between her legs, the flat of his tongue swiping up her slick slit.
âW-Wait! Mmh! This position is embarrassing!â She squealed but he hummed,
âYouâre saying that but your pussy says otherwise⊠Your clit is practically begging for attention, havenât you realized youâve been rubbing it against the pillow all this timeâŠâ
His tongue slithered between her folds, making her hum and tremble when he purposely made lewd slurps and sucking sounds, groaning into her pussy. His hands spread her cheeks wider, really digging his tongue as deep as it could go. The way his thick muscle twirled and rolled inside of her was driving her wild. She couldnât hold back her moans, grinding herself against his face. Her own hand slid under her body, fingers reaching for her clit, trying to ease the torturous throbbing.
Matsukawa pulled away for a second, groaning at the sight before him, âFuck me⊠Youâre way too wet, wish you could see how swollen and excited your pussy is right now...â His deep voice cut through, hot breath fanning at her holes⊠He sat up, pushing his curls away from his forehead, glancing down at her back.
âHey⊠Show me your faceâŠâ He muttered, turning her onto her back. She was panting, squeezing her thighs together, taking him back for a second before he gave her a devious grin.
âWas my tongue too much for you?â He teased, his hands rubbing up her thighs before crawling over her body. His hands found her thighs again, spreading them apart as he settled between them, lips finding her collarbone, then the curve of her breasts, before they found purchase over one nipple. He sucked on it hard, making her hips buck but he placed one outstretched hand on her abdomen, pushing on it, keeping her hips down.
âFor someone with such an adorable face⊠You have quite an erotic bodyâ he muttered against her hard bud. Her breath hitched when his teeth nibbled at her peak gently before letting go. He pecked each nipple, feeling her quiver under him. He sat above her, his hands grabbing her face.
âYouâve been awfully quiet, sweetheartâŠâ He muttered, his lips ghosting hers before a sly grin grew on his lips, âWhatâŠ? Issei got your tongue?â He cooed, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Her eyes lidded, swirling her tongue with his. Her legs wrapped around his hips, arms circling the back of his neck, clutching onto him as he hoisted her into his lap. His hand crept to hold the back of her head, keeping her lips linked to his while they made out.
Matsukawaâs cock rubbed against her pussy, his shaft teasing her with shallow motions. She felt her head spinning, unable to decide where to focus. He had her occupied in a sloppy tongue battle above and their heated cores grinding against one another belowâŠ
âS-sei~â She whined quietly, panting when she broke away. He sunk his teeth in her, biting at the junction between her neck and shoulder. She gasped, digging her fingers into his shoulders, leaning her head back. From love bites, he began pressing heated wet kisses along her throat, making her shudder when he kissed right below her ear.
âIs this where you like it?â His breath fanned where he kissed⊠Nuzzling her in slow caresses. âGonna leave a mark right here for Daigo to see when you go to workâ He mumbled, his lips sunk against that spot, sucking hard making her squeak
âN-nooo!â She whined, making him part for a moment. Â He held her jaw firm, lips trailing towards her ear,
âYessssâ He cooed lowly in her ear, before latching his teeth back onto the same spot, making her pussy pulse when sucked hard. He felt relentless, now marking and nipping her anywhere he wanted. He felt pleased with himself but he knew he was going to get an earful in the morning. However, he was more than eager to face the consequences.
He turned her around to sit against him, making her lay against him, scooting to sit against the headboard of the bed. Her heart pounded when his hands softly petted the sides of her body,
âYouâve been a real good girl for me tonight⊠Think its time to reward you for it. Spread your legs for me⊠Thatâs it⊠Thatâs my girlâŠâ He cooed when she spread her thighs over his. Y/n moaned, her hips raising when he pushed his long fingers to rub her slit. She bit her lip, her chest heaving when he spread her pussy with two of his fingers. She leaned back into him when his middle finger tapped her clit
âNgh!~ Issei, thatââ
He hummed raising a brow, âYouâre rightâŠâ He pulled away, shoving his fingers into her unsuspecting mouth which let out a muffled sound of surprise.
âNeed to get them nice and wet before I play with your clitâ he purred, pulling them from her mouth. She bucked her hips when his middle finger, now slick began circling her clit. She whimpered and whined, her hole twitching in depseration while he cruelly focused on just her bud
âLook Princess, your pussyâs drooling⊠I really wanted to focus on this spot right now, just love how it makes you shakeâ
Her pussy was stimulated to its max, she wanted to curse him but the way he was flicking her clit, trapping it between two of his fingers made her cry out, spilling more of her wetness onto the sheets.
âOh god!â She moaned. It frustrated her that he had her putty in his hands right now. She eyed his thick and heavy erection hovering inches from her pussy, properly getting a good look at it. Despite having sex before, it still amazed her how she could take something like that inside of herâŠ
Matsukawa grunted when he felt her hand wrap around his cock, slowly stroking it.
âOh? Want to make me feel good too?â He cooed and she nodded, âY-yeahâŠâ
He hummed, releasing her clit, his hand slid lower, pushing two of his fingers inside of her. âAlright, letâs do it togetherâ He muttered, pumping his digits inside her slick walls. She moaned, squeezing his cock a little tighter before pumping it at the same speed as him, trying to match his ministrations.
âUh~ Feels so goodâ She moaned, âYouâre so hard, SeiâŠâ
She stroked him a little faster making him groan, circling his fingers inside her. His other hand slid over her thigh, fingers going back to roll her clit making her moan louder. She began rolling her hips, trying to match him. One hand stationed to rub his shaft with her other hand focused on his tip. Her fingers copied his, teasing his tip the same way he was teasing her clit. He groaned louder, resting his forehead against the back of her neck
âAh fuckâ This is so hotâ He groaned
âDoes that feel good for you?â She asked, pussy clamping around his fingers when she heard him groan.
âSo fucking good⊠Keep goingâ
They both were panting, bodies twitching from the stimulation. He kept encouraging her to moan to tell him how it felt having his fingers swish around inside her. She could feel her pulsating pussy leak down his knuckles. A little gasp when he circled her clit, her hips jerked, hand gripping his cock firmly making precum drip. He pumped his fingers inside her and rubbing her clit faster.
âIssei! Hah!~ Issei!â She mewled, stroking him. He slapped her clit making her buck, crying out loud. He groaned,  âFuck, youâre so naughty⊠Is this how you play with yourself? Legs spread wide apart⊠making such lewd expressions like thatâŠâ
Her toes curled, when he slowed down, his thumb replaced the fingers on her clit.
âSay⊠Have you ever done it when Iâm not home?â He asked, pulling his fingers out of her pussy, spreading her slick folds apart
âIssei, please⊠Donât teaseâŠâ She whined but he hushed her,
âAnswer meâŠâ
She sighed, biting her lip. It felt so lewd feeling her juices drop onto the sheets but she couldnât bare the empty feeling in her throbbing coreâŠ
âY-YesâŠâ She admitted making him hum, one hand wrapped around hers, making her stroke his cock again. She could feel it throbbing and twitching in her fist,
âWere you thinking about me?â He muttered, pushing his fingers back inside her again
She hummed, nodding, âYeahâŠâ
He hummed back, âWanna watch you do itâ He groaned, imagining it. Her cheeks heated, shaking her head âNo wayâ
He clicked his tongue, kissing her neck, âWhy? Cause you know you wonât be able to cum⊠My fingers can reach places, yours cantâ He teased, pushing his digits into her deeper.
âBet you canât even reach here, where you like it the most⊠Canât help but imagine you squirming on my bed, whining and crying out for me...â
She held back a moan, âI-Issei, please!â She cried out, making him groan, âYeah, just like that..â He curled his fingers, rubbing her in one spot inside her. His other hand slapped her clit, that jolt made her eyes widen, jaw dropping. She threw her head back, hips jutting and shaking making him grin when she cried out. Her pussy gushed all over his hand, cumming hard.
Her body relaxed against his, trying her best to catch her breath. He petted the top of her head while his other hand petted her pussy softly, âSuch a cute and puffy pussy came so hard⊠Mustâve felt that good, hmm?â He cooed, rubbing her slick folds.
He set her on the bed, getting up. Going towards the mini-fridge he pulled out two bottles of water. Setting one of the bedside before unscrewing the cap of the other. He pushed the bottle to her lips,
âHere, hydrate yourself sweetheartâ
She flushed, sitting up and thanking him, heart fluttering from that petname. He made sure she drank before chucking th eempty bottle. Y/n wanted to say something but her body was still tingling from the orgasm. However, he slowly dropping himself to the floor, sitting on his knees. She gasped when he grapped her knees, pulling them over his shoulder
âHuh? Issei!â She squealed when he pushed her to lay back down,
âSorry sweetheart but after seeing you cum like that⊠I wanna taste you so badâŠâ He muttered against her pussy. She quivered when he came closer,
ââŠlet me stick my tongue deep inside you, right here⊠Wanna suck on your pussy, just a littleâŠâ He purred, spreading her folds apart. âFuck, its overflowingâŠâ He groaned, letting his tongue slipped from his lips, mouth latching onto her pussy, his tongue pushing between her folds. She moaned, grabbing the back of his head, shaking
âIssei, please! I-I just came!â She cried out, throwing her head back when he slurped and sucked, drinking up her juices. He knew she was really sensitive from cumming earlier but it didnât stop him. Instead, his nose bumped into her clit when he pressed his mouth even more against her cunt. Her fingers gripped onto his dark locks, clutching for dear life. His hands gripped under her knees, holding her legs higher in the air. He flattened his tongue, swiping it vigorously against her creamy folds.
He was relentless in his ministrations, circling his appendage deeper inside her, making her lean back. Her legs were trembling in his hands, core burning from the way he ate her out. He pulled back for a moment, peeking at her face, licking his wet lips. She whimpered, quietly begging him to continue. She hated that he stopped at this moment. Matsukawaâs lips kissed her clit, feeling her twitchâŠ
âYouâve have such a lewd taste⊠Driving me wildâŠâ He cooed, lazily stroking the flat of his tongue along her puffy lips.
âIssei⊠D-Donât be meanâŠâ She whimpered, he hummed kissing her slick lips
âMean? Iâm here on my knees with my head between your legs. Whatâs so mean about that?â He teased, fingers spreading her pussy again.
âIf you want me to be nice and make you cum⊠All you have to do is askâ
Y/n bit her lip, looking at his mischievous expression. She felt heated and frustrated, swallowing her bashfulness the best she could.
âP-Please make me cumâŠâ She muttered but he shook his head, âHow?â He asked, grinning when he caught her flustered expression. She looked away from his gaze, thinking for a second but her attention was quickly caught when his lips coiled around her clit, however he sucked on it torturously slow⊠She leaned forward, whimpering out loud. He was going so slow, it made her feel crazy and he knew it. He kept at that pace until she finally broke.
âOh my god, Issei, please! Iâm going crazyâ She cried, he released her clit, pleased with how stimulated it was. Grinning at her,
âYeah? Howâd you want it Princess?â
âPleaseâ Just use your mouth!â She begged. He praised her before he dove between her legs, giving her the tongue lashing she yearned for. She moaned, falling back onto the mattress, grinding her hips into his face. Her ass raised and he stayed latched onto her pussy, pushing her knees to her chest, locking them in place. His tongue slipped in deeper, making her eyes roll back, jaw dropping, moaning so loud he was sure the entire floor could hear them.
He drunk up all of her leaking juices, holding her still when she began squirming and thrashing. She chanted his name and he knew he had her where she wanted from the way she pulsated around his tongue. It didnât take long when she grabbed his hands, forcing him to release her legs. Her hips raised, legs in the air when she came. Matsukawa was taken back when she squirted⊠He pulled back, watching it fascination, huffing in amusement.
His thumb pressed against her clit, as he stood up, laying by her side. Rolling and circling her clit as he guided her through her climax. He peppered kisses to her cheek and neck, whispering sweet nothings to her
âThat was so fucking hot, sweetheart⊠You look so cute when you cumâŠâ
His hand petted the top of her head, kissing her temple. She turned to hide her face against the crook of his neck, muttering
âYouâre a bullyâŠâ She muttered making him chuckle
âI think you like being bullied by me⊠but Iâm donât always want to be mean to youâ He responded, kissing her lips before kissing under her jaw slowly going lower, leaving a trail of hot kisses over her skin.
Her back arched beneath him as his mouth and hands mapped her body with a hunger that made her head spin. His name escaped her lips in a breathy whisper
 âIsseiâŠâ  and it made him pause just enough to look up at her.
His hair was tousled, lips swollen, jaw clenched tight.
âIâm going to take my time with you,â he whispered, fingers trailing between her thighs, making her shiver. âNot because Iâm trying to prove something. But because I want to.â
Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, pulling him closer. Their eyes locked, and for a brief second, there was no lust, no urgency, Â just the unspoken heaviness of everything theyâd felt for weeks. The grief. The confusion.
The longing.
And then, without another word, he kissed her again, and this time, it wasnât rushed.
It was slow and deep, the kind of kiss that felt like an unspoken promise.
The rest of the night blurred into soft sighs and desperate moans, whispered names and tangled limbs. He made love to her like it was the only thing tethering him to this earth
not just with his body, but with every wordless, aching emotion he hadnât been able to say aloud.
He lay her on top of him, hugging her to his chest and before she could react to it, his legs spread under her. She dropped her head to his chest when he moved her legs wider, his thick cock rubbing against her pussy. He pushed it inside her, each inch gliding in ever so slowly. She whimpered, when his arms wrapped around her back, cradling her softly on top of him.
âSsh⊠Donât move Princess, slowly⊠Feel my cock fill you up slowlyâŠâ He muttered, rubbing her back with one hand, his other placing itself on her ass, rubbing it in soft circles. She shuddered on top of him, feeling his thick cock split her pussy, stretching it as it got closer to his base.
âGodâ , youâre so warm and wet, almost like your pussy is trying to swallow me upâŠâ He groaned, slowly moving his hips. She moaned quietly, rolling her hips in tiny motions. They were breathing heavy, torturing each other with painfully slow grinding.
âIsseiâŠâ She muttered, rolling her hips a little quicker. He felt her pussy squeeze him tight, making him grunt. She bit her lip when she peeked at his face, throbbing when she saw his aroused expression. She leaned forward, catching his mouth⊠They rolled their tongues together while their hips grinded. He couldnât resist the way her pussy was reacting. She hadnât stopped pulsating since he penetrated her.
He placed a hand on her back, slowly raising himself up to sit them up. He turned her around, back pressing to his chest. Her breath hitched when his large hands slid up thighs, grabbing under her knees. He stood up and she squealed, only the tip of his cock was inside her but when he stood, she felt his length splitting her folds apart again
âW-What are you doinâ Ugh!â
She moaned with each stepped he took, his cock kept rubbing her deep inside. He stood in front of the mirror, his lips nuzzling up her neck
âIâm showing you who you belong toâŠâ He groaned, sliding just another inch in, making her hips jutt. She should have felt embarrassed, moritified infact but seeing his cock nestled inbetween her folds, stretching them. She almost wet herself thinking about how much was left to slide inâŠÂ
Her eyes almost rolled back when he slid in another inch, shallowly thrusting his cock.
âJust look at that⊠Making a mess around my cock⊠You really want this, huh?â
She hummed, nodding her head, âDonât be a tease⊠Please, justâ Aah!~â  She let out a breathy moan when he rutted his hips into her, suddenly she felt incredibly full, her mouth dropping open when he bullied his entire cock into her. She was so sure that if she wasnât as wet as she was now, her pussy wouldve been raw by the end of the night.
âAgh!~ Ah!ââ She moaned when he began increasing the pace of his thrusts, panting and gasping each time he slid her hips down to meet the base of his cock. He was quick to turn, dropping her onto the mattress, however he grabbed at her hips, holding them up while he pounded into her relentlessly. She squealed and moaned, burying her sheet into the duvet trying to muffle the sounds so that no one could hear but alas, he didnât like that. His hand slid under body, palm pressing against her stomach making her cry out from the immense pressure, feeling the intensity of his thrusts.
Matsukawa huffed, when he felt her legs shake, her cum gushing out wetting his lower body but he didnât stop. Instead, he leaned over her, their legs dangling off the bed while he pinned her down with his front.
âCame already? How adorable <3â He teased, grunting when he rammed into her harder. She couldnât respond to his teasing. Instead her head was spinning, hyper focused on the thick ungodly cock pounding her hips into the mattress.
ââŠiâseiâŠâ She barely choked out, he held her head up,
âLouder⊠Whoâs making you feel this good, huh?â He grunted
âIssei!â She cried out, eyes rolling back, shaking her head⊠âI-I canât anymore! Ngh! Pleaseâ I canât cum again!â She sobbed making him slow his thrusts. He hushed her, squeezing her jaw between his fingers, kissing her cheek
âYou can, just one more for me⊠You can do itâ He cooed, before grinning, âBecause Iâm gunna make youâ. He turned her onto her side, lifting one of her legs into the air, hugging it to his body, now going back to his unforgivable pace. She was crying and calling out his name, her puffy pussy was aching at this point. It felt unbelievably full making her realize just how much he was holding back this entire time.
âThatâs it sweetheart, taking my cock so well⊠I wonder how many orgasms youâve had by now⊠Youâve become a messâŠâ He grinned. She whimpered, trying to crawl away but he growled;
âWhat do you think youâre doing? Think Iâm gonna let you get away from me? You thought you could move out and leave me by myself? After tonight, I hope you realize that Iâm not letting you go anywhereâ He muttered, grinding into her. Her sobs quieted down, into desperate hums, the tingling and numbing sensation inside her core was tenfold. He pulled her hips back, his cock jutting into her hard, making her gasp so loud, pussy gushing hard again
Matsukawa threw his head back, groaning loud, with the last ounce of self control he had, he pulled out, rolling her onto her back again. His cock rubbed along her messy and creamy folds until he cursed. She quivered, feeling ropes of his thick cum coat her stomach and chest. He was panting and moaning, his hand rubbing out his length finishing himself on her.
âDamn sweetheart, Iâve really done a number on youâŠâ He muttered, looking at the after math he left her in. She was breathing hard, covered in his essence, hair and makeup a complete mess. She looked absolutely erotic but before he could get hard again, his eyes spotted her raw pussy.
Leaning over her, he rubbed the top of her head
âY-You animalâŠâ She muttered making him laugh. He cupped her face, pecking her lips before standing up,
ââŠwhere are you going?â She asked and he hummed, âGunna clean you upâ He sauntered into the bathroom and she heard water running. Warm steam curled around them from the bathroom as Matsukawa gently dabbed a wet towel over Y/nâs flushed skin, the soft cotton catching remnants of their earlier intensity. She sat propped against the pillows, body still tingling and slightly trembling from the way heâd taken her, raw, intense, almost primal.
âStill breathing?â he asked, voice low and teasing as he pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder. She blinked at him, her lashes heavy, lips slightly parted. âBarely,â she murmured, letting out a soft laugh. âYou were⊠kind of insane tonight.â
Matsukawa smirked, brushing her damp hair off her forehead. âInsane? Thatâs not very nice. I prefer passionately unhinged.â
She rolled her eyes, nudging him weakly. âIâm serious, Issei... I think I saw stars at one point.â
âWell,â he drawled, leaning in closer, âyou kept moaning my name like a prayer. Who am I to deny a devoted follower?â
She groaned and covered her face. âShut up.â
He chuckled, kissing the top of her head before slipping into the space beside her, propping his arm under his head. The moment lingered quietly between them, heavy but not uncomfortable. Her voice came out quieter this time.
 âI didnât think youâd be this gentle after fucking me like thatâŠâ
Matsukawa looked over at her, something softer flickering behind his usually unreadable eyes. âYou okay, Princess?â
She nodded. âYeah⊠just a little overwhelmed.â
He nodded back, brushing his knuckles along her cheek. âGood overwhelmed or bad?â
âDefinitely good.â She gave him a small smile.
âJust⊠intense. You really meant it when you said you couldnât wait, huh? I donât think Iâll be able to walk properly tomorrow. My back is definitely goneâŠâ
He smirked. âIâm a man of my word when I told you Iâd go insane⊠Think I blacked out somewhere between the door and your thighs.â
Y/n laughed, but the giggles slowly faded into silence again. After a beat, she spoke up. âIssei⊠about earlier. Iâm sorry⊠For lying... I shouldâve just told you about the jobâŠâ
Matsukawa stared at the ceiling for a moment before turning to her. âI shouldnât have snapped about Daigo either. It just⊠pissed me off seeing you with him.â
âI get that but you need to realize that heâs my boss,â she said quietly. ââŠI donât see him in that wayâŠâ
âI know. But I didnât like the way he looked at you,â he admitted. âStill donât...â
She gave him a sideways glance, her finger poking his cheek, teasing him. âAww, look at you, all jealousâŠâ She cooed
âTerritorially concerned,â he replied smugly. âTotally different.â
She rolled her eyes again, but the smile on her face betrayed her fondness.
A pause passed before he asked, more serious this time, âWere you really going to move out?â
Y/n hesitated.
âI was thinking about it⊠It just made me guilty that I had been using your money all this time⊠It felt wrong and I felt like I was taking advantage but⊠I made you a promise, didnât I? I said Iâd stay until you got your promotion... So I promise, Iâll stay with you.â
He nodded slowly, lips pursed like he was holding back from asking something more. But he didnât. Neither of them did. Instead, he brushed her bare shoulder with his fingers, voice dipping again.
âGuess weâre still figuring out⊠whatever this is.â
âYeah,â she agreed softly. âI guess we are.â
Another pause.
Then Matsukawa stood, stretching. âCome on, sweetheart.â
She looked at him in confusion. âWhere are we going?â
âBathroom. Youâre all sticky from my cum... Letâs freshen up in the bath. And thenââ he gave her a mischievous smirk, âWeâre ordering room service and going for round two after fueling up.â
Y/n blinked. âSeriously? Round two? All of that earlier is what you consider one round?â
âYou think Iâm done with you after just that?â he raised an eyebrow. âBabe, weâre just getting started.â
Her cheeks flushed. âYouâre the worst.â
âAnd yet, youâre looking horny again,â he shot back, extending his hand toward her. She huffed, grabbing his hand, letting him easily lift her up, marching towards the bathroom, she looked at his face. Her heart fluttered a little but she didnât want to address it.
And without saying it outright, they both understood, for now, that was enough.
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Chapter 10: Boiling Point
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The soft morning light filtered into the apartment, casting a warm, golden hue over everything it touched. The scent of buttered toast and scrambled eggs lingered in the air as she stood in the kitchen, barefoot, messy bed hair, dressed in one of Matsukawaâs oversized shirts, the hem barely grazing her mid thighs. She hummed quietly under her breath, flipping a slice of toast with practiced ease.
Behind her, the sound of footsteps padded in lazily. Matsukawa appeared in the doorway, still towel-drying his damp hair, his shirt hanging open with his tie slung loose around his neck. A yawn escaped his lips, but his eyes lit up the second they landed on her.
âYouâre making it really hard to leave for work⊠dressed like that,â he muttered, tossing the towel over his shoulder. He walked up behind her, arms slipping around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder. âYou know youâre dangerously distracting, right?â
Y/n laughed softly, her cheeks warming under his attention. âDistracting or not, your eggs are getting cold.â
âI could think of better things to eat,â he muttered under his breath, his hands inching just beneath the hem of his own shirt, fingers brushing lightly against her bare thighs, grazing up to massage her inner thighs, fingers coming dangerously close to her crotch.
She swatted his hand away with fake irritation. âIf youâre late, Junya-sanâs going to blame me! You were almost late last time!â
He leaned back with a smirk. â... Well it was your fault that I almost got late but I couldnât help myself, I was hungry and you were serving me quite the meal between your legsâ He teased, giving her a light spank to her ass, making her squeak.
The words made her pause. It was meant to be playful and flirtatious but her heart fluttered with something more than amusement. Lately, their dynamic had shifted. They were more affectionate⊠more physical with one another.  The fights and arguments were less, barely any taunting remarks⊠They touched each other more, lingered longer in bed these days, slept curled around each other like it meant something, these nights⊠but they had never talked about it.
Not once. Not since the night they cried together.
She watched him grab a fork and steal a bite of scrambled eggs straight from the pan. âDonât you want a plate like a civilized person?â she asked, arching a brow.
He shrugged, chewing. âFood tastes better when itâs stolen.â
Y/n watched him, biting the inside of her cheek. Her eyes followed the way he moved so comfortably in their shared space, how normal he made this feel. This strange, fake life theyâd thrown themselves into was starting to blur lines she couldnât quite make sense of. He hadnât brought up their conversation from that night. He hadnât kissed her in that same emotional way since. Only touches, smirks, late-night whispers.
And sex.
Always sex.
It had become a constantâŠ
She couldnât help but wonder, was this all she was to him? A body to hold? A roommate he enjoyed sleeping with?
âHey,â Matsukawaâs voice broke through her thoughts, his hand stroking her cheek. âYou good today, Princess?â
She blinked, startled, looking up to find him watching her with a rare softness.
âYeah,â she said, managing a small smile. âActually⊠I really am.â
He stepped closer, gently brushing his knuckles along her jawline. âYou sure? Youâre looking at me like youâre trying to solve a riddle.â
âMaybe I am.â
He grinned, kissed her temple. âGood luck with that.â
She closed her eyes, relishing in the way his lips pressed against her skin before he straightened his tie in the mirror near the door, he turned back to her one last time.
âChoose a fun movie tonight?â
Y/n leaned against the doorframe, arms folded loosely across her chest. âOnly if youâre buying the some good snacks.â
âDeal,â he said with a wink, then disappeared out the door, leaving the faint scent of oud cologne and aftershave in his wake.
Y/n exhaled slowly, her heart full and aching all at once.
~
The scent of incense still clung to Matsukawaâs blazer as he stepped out of the small prep room at the funeral home, rolling his shoulder to release a bit of the tension that had been building up all day. Another funeral had wrapped up just hours ago, a young man in his twenties, gone too soon in an accident. It had been quiet and heavy. The kind of service that sat in your chest for hours after.
Matsukawa was in the middle of sorting out the logistics for the next client when a colleague quietly stepped into the room.
âJunya-san wants to see you and Hisashi-san in his office.â
Matsukawa exchanged a glance with Hisashi, who merely raised an eyebrow and followed him out. They fell a little serious as it was on both menâs minds, a month was almost at its end⊠Junya's office was tucked away at the back of the building, always neat, always smelling like fresh paper and black coffee. He looked up from a document as they entered, his usual relaxed demeanor missing.
âAh, good. I had to talk to you both,â Junya said, folding his hands on the desk. Both of the men fell serious, they seated themselves in front of their boss as he looked at them with a serious gaze. â As you are aware, the month is almost up. You noticed just how many funerals have come and gone and Iâll admit each one has been done without a hitch. I admire you both as youâve both done well⊠Exceeded my expectations, in fact. But Iâve come to a decision.â
Matsukawa and Hisashi straightened slightly, hearts beating as they masked their nervousness.
âIâm not choosing between you two. Not yet.â Junyaâs gaze moved between them. Matsukawa felt his stomach drop⊠but Junya pressed on
âA month is too short to name a successor. I want to work with you both for at least six more months. Maybe even a year. I need to be transparent with you both but I have to be completely sure that I am making the right decisionâ
Matsukawa felt his stomach twist. Six months? A year?
He didnât let it show on his face, just gave a curt nod. But inside, disappointment bloomed. He thought he had really proved himself but a month was a short time and Junya was right in a way but⊠That meant more pretending. More acting like a devoted husband. And Y/n⊠how would she take it? Lately, sheâd been harder to read. Still warm, still teasing, but emotionally? Distant. Detached.
He couldnât blame her.
They were sleeping together more often now, sure. But not once had it felt like she wanted more than the physical. Matsukawa told himself thatâs what she needed. Just someone to help her explore this new part of herself, nothing more. But sometimes, when she smiled at him just right or laughed too loud at his sarcasm⊠he wondered.
Junya dismissed Hisashi with a pat on the shoulder but asked Matsukawa to stay.
âI wanted to ask how things are going with your wife,â Junya said, taking Matsukawa back, reaching for his cup of coffee. âAdjusting to the town alright?â
âYeah,â Matsukawa said, clearing his throat. âThough weâve been thinking of looking for a new place. Ours is getting a little cramped.â
âSmart. Anyways I was asking because actually,â Junya added with a little smile, âmy wifeâs been asking to spend some time with her. Y/n, right? She wants to invite her over. They can do some flower arranging, maybe a tea ceremony. My wife enjoys doing those and she just wants some company, you know. Moving to a new town can be lonely.â
Matsukawa blinked, not sure how to respond. That was the exact kind of interaction that could unravel their entire ruse. âIâll⊠pass the message along to her,â he said slowly.
By the time he stepped into the apartment, he already felt the tightness return between his shoulders.
âWelcome home,â Y/n called from the kitchen, her voice carrying over the soft hum of music playing from her phone. She peeked out, smiling. He froze for half a second. There was something about the way she smiled at him, it made the weight in his chest shift a little. She looked happy. Really happy.
And when he quietly broke the news about Junya extending the selection process for six months to a year, her eyes widened but instead of disappointment, her lips parted in what almost looked like relief.
âOhâŠâ she said softly, setting a bowl on the counter. âSo weâll be living together a little longer.â
âYeahâŠ,â Matsukawa replied, watching her carefully.
She tried to hide it, but the giddy smile she bit back gave her away. âThatâs⊠good. I was worried about the end of the month.â
He raised an eyebrow at her. âWorried youâd miss me?â
âPfft.â She made a face, but her ears turned pink. âI was worried youâd cry yourself to sleep without my cooking or cleaning. I practically pamper youâŠâ
He snorted, tugging his blazer off. âSpeaking of emotional breakdowns... Junyaâs wife wants to spend a day with you.â
Y/n froze halfway through stirring the pot on the stove. âUm, whatâŠ?â
âSheâs worried youâre lonely,â Matsukawa said with a slight smirk. âWants to teach you flower arranging or some traditional tea stuff.â
To his surprise, Y/n didnât seem entirely fazed. In fact, her expression shifted to something stiff and guarded.
âOh⊠I already know how to do all that,â she said, voice smaller.
He raised a brow, âReally? You donât seem the type to enjoy something like thatâŠâ
She shrugged, âMy stepfather forced me to learn. Said it would make me a perfect wife⊠One worthy for the L/n family.â
That made Matsukawa still. Something dark flickered in his eyes, but he swallowed it down and changed the subject, not wanting her mood to sour further.
âWell, at least youâll impress Junyaâs wife,â he said, trying to be light. âMaybe sheâll teach you how to nag properly too. Youâve been falling behind lately.â
Y/n snorted. âIâll show you nagging the next time you forget to wash the dishes.â
A comfortable silence fell again until she perked up, eyes bright. âOh! And donât forget, the beach partyâs tomorrow night! Riku and his girlfriend are expecting us. Music, cocktails, ocean breeze⊠You still up for it? Please say yes!â She whined
Matsukawaâs brow twitched ever so slightly at the sound of Rikuâs name. âRight⊠Canât waitâŠâ he mumbled, tone even but a little clipped but she didnât seem to notice, already humming to herself as she moved around the kitchen. He watched her for a second, then stepped in behind her with silent intention. She didnât notice until his hands brushed her waist, fingers splaying over the soft cotton of her shirt.
âIssei!ââ she jumped a little, the wooden spoon clattering into the pot.
âJust checking on the chef,â he murmured, voice low near her ear. His fingers skimmed her hips, dipping under the hem of her shirt as he leaned in closer. Her breath hitched, and her hands gripped the counter when his hands groped her breasts under her shirt, his hips grinding into her bottom, making her bite her lip especially when his nose brushed against her neck.
âYou smell so fucking goodâŠâ he cooed, lips ghosting her neck, his fingers creeping under her lace bra, making her moan when they brushed her nipples. âAnd here I was thinking⊠you like teasing me, right?â
âIâwhat are youââ She bit back a moan when one of his hands slid down her side, warm and slow, and her entire body reacted, heart pounding, knees going weak, fingers creeping into her shorts, playing with the elasticated hem.
Just as her head tilted, expecting a kiss, he pulled away completely.
âI canât wait for dinner⊠Iâm practically starvingâ he said with a smug grin before walking off toward the bathroom, leaving her blinking in the middle of the kitchen.
âJerkâŠâ she muttered under her breath, but her heart was racing. As she stirred the curry again, her mind spun. This was so messed up. He was using her for this promotion. The sex was good, insanely good but that was all it was, right?
She needed to touch grassâŠ
Dinner was quieter than usual. Not awkward, just⊠quieter. Like both of them were thinking too much, neither sure how to bridge the distance they pretended wasnât there.
And yet, when their eyes met across the table, the sexual tension simmered beneath the surface.
As they finished dinner, Matsukawa threw Y/n off balance when he casually mentioned,
âYou know, I was thinking⊠We donât really go out much. I mean, youâre always cooking and cleaning for us. Iâve barely taken you anywhere, so tomorrow if youâre free, would you like to go out? Anywhere you want.â He glanced at her with a small, almost playful smirk. âWeâll still make it back in time for the beach party, of course.â
Y/n blinked, surprised by the suggestion. âWait, you want to go out with me?â she asked, her voice a mix of disbelief and excitement making her heart pound. Matsukawa chuckled at her reaction, watching her closely. âYeah. Itâll be fun, right? Just the two of us...â
âUh, okay... That sounds nice,â she said with a smile, trying to keep her excitement under control as her cheeks burned. A whole day out with him? It made her heart flutter. But why was he suddenly being so sweet?
It didnât make sense.
The next day, Y/n could hardly believe it was happening. Sheâd spent the morning getting ready, something about her outfit feeling a little more special than usual, knowing they were going out on this sudden date. Matsukawa was looking effortlessly handsome, casual yet put together, and it was impossible not to notice the way he made everything feel lighter.
They headed out for a walk through a lovely, quiet neighborhood, the sun casting a warm, golden light over everything.
âIs this area possibly a place where you could live someday?â Matsukawa asked, pointing at the charming houses lined up along the street. âSomewhere like this?â
Y/n glanced at the elegant houses, imagining herself in a place like that⊠with him. âI⊠can see myself living here... It has to be somewhere by the beach, you know?â she said with a smile.
âWith a nice view.â
âYou know I mean with me, right?â Matsukawa teased, a playful grin on his face making her heart flutter as she controlled herself.
Y/n chuckled, shrugging acting nonchalant. âWell, sure... Why not? A month with you wasnât so bad, whatâs another 12 months?â
Matsukawaâs smirk softened as he looked over at her. âYeah⊠Another 12 months⊠Sounds nice to me.â He said, making her eyes widen. What did he mean by that? Before she could gage, he pointed to a poster advert plastered on a bus stop,
âAh look Princess, a real estate agency? We should contact them and start viewing places. My tenancy is ending soon, weâre going to have to move soonâ He said, changing the topic before she could address it.
âIssei look! They made my whipped cream into a cat! I love cats!â She giggled and he felt his heart skip a beat, resting his face in his palm as he stared at her. He didnât know what posessed him but he slipped his phone out of his pocket, opening his camera, taking photos of her looking sipping at her drink, happily
âSmile for me, Princessâ He teased and she froze, looking up at him. She blushed feeling like she was on the spot but the way he was staring at her with that smile on his lips, made her cheeks heat up. She felt shy but she gave him a smile, making him grin. She felt nervous when he looked at the picture, now chuckling lightly
âHey⊠Why are you laughing!?â She asked and he huffed in amusement, now showing her the screen and she blushed furiously, looking at the whipped cream moustache on her upper lip
âIssei! I cant believe you didnât tell me!â She whined and he grinned, his long arm stretching, his hand gripping her chin,
âSorry Princess but you looked adorable⊠I couldnât help myselfâŠâ He purred, making her clench her thighs under the table when his thumb swiping the cream off her lip before he pulled back, licking it. She was left gobsmacked, when he grinned wider, winking at her.
âSo... are we getting used to this âcoupleâ thing yet?â he asked casually, clearly enjoying the easy vibe between them.
Y/n found herself flushed under his gaze, even though she knew he was just being playful. She raised an eyebrow and leaned forward. âYouâre the one who asked me out today,â she replied, her voice teasing, but there was something else underneath, something that made her heart beat a little faster. âI think itâs you getting used to it.â
Matsukawa laughed, the sound low and easy. âFair enough...â
They spent the afternoon wandering around the town, holding hands without even realizing it. Y/n didnât dare acknowledge the feeling of his fingers wrapped around hers, but she couldnât help but feel... right. She tried to keep herself grounded, to remind herself that this was all temporary. A fake couple, right?
Yet, in moments like this, it was so easy to pretend.
As they passed a certain store, Matsukawa suddenly grinned and tugged her toward the window display. âWhat do you think of that?â he asked, pointing to a lacy, dark lingerie set. It was quite risque, even on the mannequin displayâŠ
Y/n's face instantly turned crimson. âYouâve got to be kidding...â
âNo, seriouslyâŠâ he said, leaning closer with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. âIâd love to see you in something like that, lying on my bed⊠Donât you think itâd look sexy on you? I know Iâd love to fuck you in thatâŠâ
Her heart skipped a beat and she gasped. âYou!ââ She couldnât even finish her sentence, trying to laugh it off, but the thought of him buying that for her, of wearing it for him was sending her into a fluster.
âCome on,â Matsukawa teased, pulling her toward the store. âYou know you want to... I can see you imaging it alreadyâŠâ
It wasnât like she could say no. So, after some back and forth, Y/n ended up trying it on in the dressing room, her face bright red the entire time. It really looked scandalous on her and Matsukawaâs teasing from the other side of the curtain, didnât help either, as he made comments about how he thought she would look in it. She pretended to be annoyed, but deep down, she couldnât help the warmth spreading through her core.
After some shopping, they walked around a bit more, the day feeling effortless, like time had slowed down for them. They were joking around, teasing each other until she turned the corner. However in that moment, everything shifted when Y/n suddenly spotted some of the chatty mechanics from the workshop, gathered around a car with a flat tire.
She froze, her heart skipping a beat.
Shit! If they spotted her, they would surely call out for her and Matsukawa would be confused as to why a group of mechanics knew her... She had covered her job so well so far and if he found out this way, he was going to be upset. She panicked, halting as she turned around to hide her face.
âIs everything okay?â Matsukawa asked, confused as he noticed her sudden change in demeanor. Y/n grabbed his arm, pulling him aside with a strange urgency. âI... uh, I think I saw someone I know,â she said quickly, trying to mask the panic rising in her chest.
Matsukawa raised an eyebrow but didnât press further. âWanna leave?â
âYeah, we should,â Y/n muttered, glancing back over her shoulder. She knew she was being vague, but she couldnât let Matsukawa find out what she was really worried about. The thought of them seeing her with him, of anyone from the workshop getting chatty, made her stomach twist.
âUm⊠I saw that guy,â she continued with a forced uneasinesss, making him frown
âWhich guy..?â Â
She swallowed, âUmâ The one who tried to take me home a while back, remember!? The first day we moved here and you saved me from him!?â
Matsukawaâs expression darkened immediately. âThat fucking creep!?â He was quick to pull her even closer. âDonât worry. Iâll handle it... I wanted to give him a piece of my mind that day but that asshole ran offâ He turned about to go back in the direction of the mechanics, making her panic and she quickly pulled him back
âN-No! Please donât leave me!â She squeaked, holding onto him tight. Â
Y/n felt a little guilty for lying, but at least it had worked. Matsukawa looked at her with such intensity that it made her heart race. His body language eased and he pulled her close, conforting her âYouâre right⊠Seeing him again will only give you anxiety⊠Sorry Y/n, weâll go another way,â he said firmly, his hand tightening around hers as they turned down a quieter street. âNo more distractions. Letâs go home and get ready for tonight. It's gonna be fun, yeah?â
Y/n felt the tension in her body melt slightly as he held her close, but the warmth from his touch only made her more confused. She had to remind herself again that this was all temporary, that he didnât feel anything real for her despite how sweet he was just now. His over protectivness really made her heart thump⊠She couldnât let herself get too carried away.
But as Matsukawa held her hand, guiding her through the streets⊠He was angry that the creep from before was lingering and it pissed him off that Y/n was still scared⊠He didnât want her to be upset nor did he want her to be sad⊠He realized that the idea of this being real, of them being real, suddenly didnât seem so far-fetched to him.
~
The evening air felt warm and inviting as Y/n stepped out of the car, the waves crashing softly in the distance. The sound of people chatting and laughing drifted from the beach bar. She adjusted the strap of her cocktail dress, which clung perfectly to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. Her heart skipped a beat as she caught a glimpse of Matsukawa looking at her. His eyes narrowed as they roved over her body, and she could see the way his gaze lingered on her legs and the low neckline of her dress. She knew exactly what kind of effect she had on him.
Trying not to give him too much satisfaction, she smiled and turned toward him. âYou look good,â she teased, smirking.
Matsukawa took a deep breath, trying to keep himself in check. His shirt was casual yet sharp, with dark jeans and shoes that complimented his fit physique perfectly. He had put in minimal effort, but the look worked for him.
âYou look⊠amazing,â he muttered, a hint of a growl in his voice, making her laugh softly. âI think I might just need a drink to cool down, Princess.â
They approached the bar and Y/n grinned when she spotted Riku and his girlfriend, who were already talking by the bar, and Y/n greeted them with an excited smile, but Matsukawaâs gaze lingered on how easily Riku interacted with her. There was a warmth between them that Matsukawa didnât quite like. It made his chest tighten, but he did his best to keep his cool. He analysed Riku head to toe and had to regretfully admit that he was a goodlooking man. It irked him that she was hanging around with him at the coffee shopâŠ
âGuys, this is my fiance Issei! Iâm so happy you finally get to meet!â She laughed, introducing them. Riku extending his hand and Matsukawa shook it with a little bit of strength,
âHeyâ He said and Riku grinned, patting his back, pulling him in for a hug
âYo! Youâre Y/nâs fiance, damn I must say the pipsqueak did a good job!â He laughed (AN: yes I love L&DS, Sylus is my Daddy but I picture Riku lowkey with Caleb vibes⊠idk)
Matsukawa smirked, âNah, Iâm the lucky one, just look at herâ He said, eyes scanning her, giving her a fliratcious smile, making butterflies flutter in her belly when he held her hand, kissing the back of it. The other couple let out an awe when she blushed before Riku and his girlfriend turned to order a round of drinksâŠ
âIssei, you okay?â Y/n asked, noticing his stiff posture and the slight edge in his eyes.
âIâm fine,â he said with a forced smile. âLetâs enjoy the night with your friendsâ
As they all grabbed their drinks, the conversation turned to their relationships, and Y/n could feel the shift in the air. Everyone had already begun to drink, and Riku's girlfriend couldnât hide her curiosity.
âSo, how long have you two been engaged!?â she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Y/n turned to Matsukawa with a smirk. âJust recently, right before we moved here!â She answered, leaning in toward him. âHeâs a bit stubborn, but I think Iâve got him under control after a year of dating.â
Matsukawa chuckled, his arm instinctively sliding around her waist. âSheâs a handful, but Iâve managed,â he said smoothly, giving her a playful squeeze.
The atmosphere was light and flirty now. Matsukawa and Y/n were in sync, teasing each other and enjoying the playful energy between them. It felt more real than either of them had expected, and the chemistry between them was undeniable. Suddenly, a fun club song blasted through the speakers, and Riku and his girlfriend immediately jumped to their feet, grinning widely.
âOh gosh, babe! Its our song!!! Câmon guys, letâs dance!â Riku called, grabbing his girlfriend's hand in excitment. Y/n grinned, pulling Matsukawa with her. "Why not?" she said, her voice playful, knowing full well the effect it would have on him. He smirked, taking a swig of his drink before follwing behind her to the dance floor.
The dance floor was filled with people, and at first, they both felt a bit awkward as the beats surged around them. But as the music pulsed, their movements became more natural, and the heat between them intensified. He stood dangeorusly close to her, making sure no other guy could come near⊠Matsukawaâs hands slid to her waist, his touch possessive as she pressed herself into him, grinding against him with the rhythm of the music. She could feel his breath on her neck, his lips grazing the skin just beneath her ear, sending sparks down her spine.
âYouâve become much better at dancing, Princess⊠Are you trying to seduce me on the dancefloor?â He muttered in her ear, making her giggle, feeling giddy. She ground herself into his hips, feeling his fingers dig into her hipsâŠ
âMaybeâŠâ She teased, leaning closer to his ear⊠âAlthough if I was really trying to seduce you then Iâd tell you that if tonight ends well, Iâll wear the lingerie you bought me when we go homeâ She purred, sending a jolt down his spine. He bit his lip, suddenly feeling a little more heated than beforeâŠ
They didnât care about anyone else in the room, not when it felt like just the two of them were locked in a world of their own, so close and so connected. Y/nâs pulse raced as his hands roamed across her back, pulling her closer with each beat.
The set came to an abrupt end before things could go any further. Matsukawa, breathing heavily, pulled away slightly, glancing at her with a look of quiet longing. He pushed his hair back, looking around for a second
âIâll grab us some more drinks,â he said, voice husky.
âAlright, Iâll go to our tableâŠâ Y/n said, with a wink, gripping his arm. âDonât take too long, baby.â She said, feeling a little more confident, especially when his lips pulled into a dangerous smirk.
As she made her way to the table, she suddenly spotted someone familiar⊠Daigo, sitting alone with a drink in hand, looking out of place in the vibrant, club-like atmosphere. He was dressed in dark, fitted clothes that made him look sharp in contrast to his usual rugged boiler suit. There was something mysterious about him, his cool demeanor making him stand out in the crowd.
âDaigo-san?â Y/n called, walking up to him with a grin. âDidnât expect to see you here!â
Daigo looked at her with his usual nonchalance, taking a slow sip of his drink, raising a brow as he looked her up and down, humming. âDolly,â he said with a slight grin, raising his glass a little towards her in greeting. âI have to admit⊠You look different in that dress... Good different.â He said
She laughed, feeling a little at ease with his laid-back vibe. âYeah, I thought Iâd clean up a bit for once. And I must admit, you look clean up well too!â Her eyes roved over him, noticing how much more appealing he looked in this setting than in his usual work attire. However, he still didnât compare to IsseiâŠ
He raised an eyebrow, smirking. âThanks, guess youâre not the only one who can clean up,â he said, teasing her lightly. âBut I gotta say, you and⊠Matsukawa, was it? Quite the pair. You were really getting into it on the dance floor...â
Y/n blushed, a little taken aback by his words. âWhat can I say? He knows how to keep up,â she said, trying to keep the mood light.
âWell, you two do seem comfortable together,â Daigo teased, leaning in just a bit closer.
âDoes he still not know yer working with me?â
Her heart skipped a beat at his teasing words, but she tried to brush it off. âWell, Iâll be telling him soon⊠When the time is rightâ she said with a small laugh, trying to ignore the tight feeling in her chest. At that moment, Riku and his girlfriend joined them at the bar, and the conversation turned lighthearted again, filled with jokes and laughter about her antics at the workshop. The tension she had felt melted away for a moment, but that was before Daigo made another joke that caused Y/n to laugh and place a hand on his arm.
âOkay, okay, Daigo-san, youâre embarrasing me!â she laughed, her fingers brushing lightly against his arm in a causal manner.
Just then, Matsukawaâs voice cut through the air, sharp and cold.
âY/n...â
She froze, slowly turning to see him standing there, his face tense, eyes narrowed as he surveyed the situation. His gaze flicked between her hand on Daigoâs arm and Daigo himself, and the air grew suddenly thick with tension.
Matsukawaâs jaw tightened as he took a step forward, his voice low and icy. âWhatâs going on here? Do you know him?â
Y/nâs stomach dropped. âIssei, itâs not like that,â she began, but he didnât give her a chance to explain.
He turned to Rikuâs girlfriend, his voice sharp. âWhoâs this guy?â
âHeâs my Uncle!â Riku butt in and Matsukawa frowned,
âWhy the hell are you touching his uncle like that?â
Y/n cringed about to cover for herself but Rikuâs girlfriend, bless her sweet heart, sensing the misunderstanding, quickly interjected. âChill out Issei-kun! Daigo-sanâs Y/nâs boss, Matsukawa. Daigo-san jokes around with everyone like that!â She laughed unaware that Y/n was infact hiding her job from him. Riku and Y/n froze in panic while Daigo remained casual, nursing his drink with unbothered eyesâŠ
The tension in the air suddenly shifted, but Matsukawa was left in shock from this revelation. His gaze was locked on Y/n, disbelief in his eyes. âBossâŠ? Since when, Y/n?â he asked, his voice rising slightly. âWhen did you get a job without telling me?â
Rikuâs girlfriend swallowed, âOh fuckâŠâ She muttered now realizing what she had doneâŠ
âIââ Y/n hesitated, unsure of what to say but now the cat was out of the bag and she knew she had to confess. Swallowing, she explained Â
âA few weeks ago when we moved here... Itâs not a big deal, I didnât think youâd care!â
âI care! Why would you hide this from me!?â Matsukawa shot back, his anger now evident.
Y/nâs heart dropped at the venom in his words. She knew she had messed up, and the realization hit her hard.
âI canât believe youâŠâ He muttered
Before she could say anything, Matsukawa turned sharply, his eyes flashing with irritation as he walked from the bar, leaving everyone behind as he stormed down the beach.
âIssei, wait!â she called, but he didnât slow.
Feeling the heavy weight of the situation, Y/n ran after him, the soft sand beneath her feet making it hard as she tried to catch up.  She knew she was in trouble now⊠Her heart was racing hardâŠ
The club music had long since faded away, leaving only the sound of the waves crashing against the shore and the distant hum of the night. Matsukawa stormed down the beach, each step heavy with frustration. Y/n continued to call after him, her voice trembling with desperation.
âIssei! Please, wait!â
He didnât stop, his pace quickening as he distanced himself from her. Y/nâs heart raced as she ran to catch up, her breath catching in her throat. âIssei, please! Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to hide it from you!â
Finally, he stopped abruptly, turning to face her. His eyes were dark with anger, but beneath it, there was a flicker of hurt. Y/n felt her own chest tighten at the sight of him.
âWhy didnât you tell me!?â he demanded, his voice rough. âWhy did you lie to me, Y/n!?â
She swallowed hard, guilt gnawing at her insides. âIâm sorry, I didnât want to... I didnât want to make things worse⊠I just never knew a good time to tell you!â Her voice was shaky, but she was determined to explain herself. âI never meant to upset you.â
He took a deep breath, his jaw tight. âYouâve been sneaking out to work behind my back, and you never told me?â His voice was low, full of anger. âAnd then, tonight... I see you flirting with your boss like itâs no big deal. Is that why you hid your job from me? You didnât want me to find out about you and him?â
Y/n flinched at his words, the heat of his jealousy stinging, making eyes widen. âFlirting!? Is that what you think? Heâs my boss, Issei!â She stepped forward, her frustration boiling over. âI wasnât flirting with him. I would never ever do that! Heâs mentoring me and he has really helped me! Youâre overreacting! Stop misunderstanding just because he is a man and I am a woman!â
His eyes narrowed, his fists clenching at his sides. âExactly Y/n, he is a man and youâre a woman. Did you not see the way he was looking at you? Cause anyone else that did could clealry see he wants to fuck youâ he spat, his voice low and dangerous, making her take a step back in shock.
âHow dare you say that to me⊠It is nothing like thatââ She said but he stepped closer to her, frustrated.
 âYou may think itâs nothing, but I donât. And I donât like seeing you all friendly with him like that, especially when I was standing right there.â
Y/nâs heart twisted, but she refused to back down. âYou donât understand,â she snapped, her voice sharp. âI love my job, Issei. I love what I do. Iâm using skills that Iâm passionate about. I feel valued there. For the first time, I feel free, like Iâm finally standing on my own without depending on anyone.â
Her voice cracked, the weight of the confession crashing down on her. âI didnât want to be a burden to you anymore. I feel guilty every time I have to use your money and Iâve been saving up so I can pay you back and move into a place of my own! I donât want to keep taking and taking from you⊠I know in the moment when we met, I was desperate but I donât want to use you like that anymoreâŠâ
The words hit Matsukawa like a punch in the gut. His face softened for a brief moment, but the hurt in his chest only grew. He stepped closer to her, his hands reaching out to grab her shoulders softly, but with the force of his frustration.
âI donât give a shit about the money, Y/n,â he said, his voice thick with emotion. âI want you to pay me back⊠What I care about is how youâve been lying to me so easily. Youâre looking for another apartment!?â His eyes were now filled with more hurt, voice dropping low,  â⊠we were just house hunting together today⊠Were you just playing with me?â
Y/nâs breath hitched, and she stepped back, feeling the confusion and hurt rising inside of her. âWhy are you treating me like Iâm your real girlfriend, Issei?â she shot back, her voice trembling with frustration. âThis is a fake relationship! Youâve using me for your promotion, and youâve been using my body for your own needs, too!â
Matsukawaâs face reddened at her words, the anger surging again. âIâm not the one using you, Y/n!â His voice cracked with the intensity of his emotions. âYouâre the one whoâs been using me for my body. You think I donât see it? You put your hands on me just as much as I have on youâ
Tears welled up in Y/nâs eyes, her voice shaking as she tried to hold them back. âNo... no, you donât get it!â She cried. âIâve been pretending all along, and now... now I donât even know whatâs real anymore! After everything weâve been through, I thought we had something. I thought... I thought, we could have something real between us! Clearly I was the one being delusionalâ
Matsukawaâs face fell, his anger shifting into a deep, confused regret. âYou... you really think that? That we could have something real?â
She nodded, the tears finally falling freely down her face. âI think Iâm crazy for believing that,â she whispered, her voice breaking.
Matsukawa stood there, frozen, as the weight of her words settled in. He hadnât realized how much she had been holding in, how much she had been lying to herself and to him.
His expression softened, his anger slowly fading as he stepped closer to her.
âIâm sorry,â he muttered, his voice thick. âI didnât mean to hurt you, Y/n. I donât want to make you feel like this. Iâve been fucking confused too. Letâs go home and talkââ
âYouâve accused me for being indecent with another man, Issei. I know I lied and hid the fact I found a job but⊠for you to think Iâd spread my legs for another man when all I can see is you⊠Youâre unbelievableâŠâ
Matsukawaâs heart dropped as she turned away from him, her back to him as she walked toward the darkened beach. He couldnât let her go not like this. His arm shot out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her back into his embrace, holding her tight against him.
âLet me go Isseiâ She sobbed but he held on tight, refusing to let her break from his hold
âIâm sorry,â he whispered again, his voice raw with emotion. âIâm just angry, Iâm frustrated... I donât even know what I feel anymore. But I canât stand the thought of you walking away from me. So please, donât leave me⊠I need youâ
She bit her lip, âY-You need me for your promotionâŠâ She said but he shook his head,
âThatâs not true⊠I donât want to wake up to an empty bed⊠I donât want to come home and your face isnt the first thing I get to see⊠I canât⊠handle that⊠Iâll go insane without you thereâŠâ
Y/nâs tears fell harder as she looked up at him, her heart breaking. âI donât know what to do, Issei. I donât know what Iâm feeling either. Iâm not sure what we are... or if we ever were anything real.â
He cupped her face in his hands, wiping away her tears gently. âI donât hate you, Y/n. I never have⊠and I never willâ he said softly, his voice full of sincerity. âI care about you. I care about you more than Iâve ever let myself admit.â
Y/nâs voice trembled as she spoke again. âI donât hate you, either. But I donât know how to fix this.â
He leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers, his hands trembling slightly as he held her. âWe donât need to fix anything right now. Letâs just go with the flow. Letâs figure it out together.â
Y/nâs breath caught in her throat as he kissed her gently, his lips soft but urgent. She responded in kind, her body relaxing into his touch as she kissed him back, the weight of their argument slowly dissipating in the warmth of the moment.
She pulled back slightly, her voice barely above a whisper. âIâm ready to go back home, Issei. I want to go back with you.â
But Matsukawa didnât release her, his lips hovering near hers. He looked around at the empty beach, the quiet waves crashing in the distance. âI donât think weâll make it back in time,â he said, his voice low, heated.
Y/nâs pulse quickened, her breath hitching as she looked into his eyes. He was tempting her, but the intensity of their emotions had reached a boiling point.
âWhat do you mean?â she breathed, the words barely leaving her mouth as her mind raced with the possibility. Matsukawaâs eyes darkened with desire as he nodded slowly, his grip tightening on her waist. âI want to show you just how much I canât be without youâŠâ
The tension between them was undeniable, the air thick with anticipation, as the sound of the ocean became the only thing they could hear when his lips crashed into hers.
Runaway Bride (Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei x OC) (NSFW)
Chapter 9: The Weight We Carry Together
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AN: Oh gosh, this chapter got me emotional. Its quite heavy but compared to my last Matsukawa book, I feel like I didn't pay attention to how emotionally taxing his profession must be, this book is more mature in terms of dealing with emotions compared to Hey Stranger, Will You Marry Me, when I was younger and more interested in the smut aspect. I wanted to tune in to their adult behaviours and more slice of life.
TW's: This chapter contains themes of grief, child loss, emotional distress, and references to death and funerals. Please proceed with care if these topics are difficult for you.
Your well-being matters so feel free to skip this chapter if needed. â€ïž
Chapter 9:
Today the air felt different, it was much heavier⊠The rain bearing weight of what was to follow⊠Employees paced through the halls of the funeral home as wails and shrieks echoed and bounced off the walls⊠Â
Matsukawaâs back was against the wall as he stood motionless in the funeral homeâs cold, dimly lit hallway, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, everytime he heard the woman howling in distress and anger. His mind was in a daze, trying to grasp the dire situation he was involved in. The air around him felt thick with tension, and he couldnât shake the weight that seemed to press on him ever since he stepped into the building earlier that morningâŠ
His phonr vibrated in his pocket and he felt glum, checking it quickly
Waifu: Be home on time today, Iâm making your favourite! What a sweet wife, I am :p
He would have been amused at the silly gif she had sent but right now⊠All he could do was ignore it, tucking his phone away, hanging his head low.
Todayâs funeral had shaken him more than usual, more than he was willing to admit. The atmosphere in the room was heavy and suffocating. He hadnât felt this way in a long time thay even Junya and Hisashi, the pillars of calm and humor were unusually quiet, their faces somber, their usual lighthearted banter absent.
Earlier when they were summoned in Junyaâs office, Junya noticed the tension that surrounded Matsukawa, stepping forward carefully, his voice low. âMatsukawa-san, I know this one is tough so if you want, I can handle this one or we can do it together. You donât have to take it on if itâs too much.â
Matsukawa shook his head sharply, his jaw tight, looking at Junya. âNo. Iâll do it, its my responsibiltyâ he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. The weight of his decision to take on the responsibility was clear in his posture, the burden he had been carrying too much to bear as he walked out of the room without another word. He moved towards the back rooms where the bodies were prepared, his expression set in grim determination when he opened the door.
The cold storage room greeted him with an unsettling chill. The hairs on his ody sottd as his skin pricked up and he merely stood still for a moment, his gaze locked on the deceased before him. Oh how he hated that the coffin in front of him was smaller than most⊠so small that it seemed to swallow him whole, evoking a surge of emotion that he quickly tried to suppress. The boy who had died had endured something horrific, and the gruesome details of his last moments had left an indelible mark on Matsukawaâs mind. He reminded him of his own brother when he was younger and thatâs what killed Matsukawa on the inside. He couldnât fathom how someone could do something so heinous to a child.
His lips trembled as his body betrayed him, his eyes stinging with unshed tears. He squeezed them shut, doing everything in his power to hold back the flood of emotions threatening to spill over. It was a battle he knew he couldnât afford to lose, not here, not now. But as he stood there, alone in the sterile silence, the embalmer approached, sensing his internal struggle.
âI knowâŠâ the employee said gently, offering a hand on his shoulder. âSome people are just sick and twistedâŠâ
Matsukawa didnât respond immediately. He simply nodded, a flicker of pain in his eyes, before pulling himself together. He turned and walked out of the storage room, his face returning to its usual stoic mask. But the pain still clung to him, hidden just beneath the surface.
~
As the day passed and the evening came, Y/n couldnât shake the feeling that something was off with Matsukawa. She had noticed it the moment he had come home the night before, something about him was different. He had been quieter than usual, more distant, and she couldnât understand why. She had tried to dismiss it at first, convincing herself that maybe he was just tired. But as the hours passed, her doubts began to gnaw at her. His coldness wasnât just physical, it was obvious in the way he avoided eye contact, from how stiff his posture was, like he was holding something inâŠ
She sat on the couch in their apartment, her mind preoccupied with the complexities of her relationship with him. The physical intimacy between them had become more frequent lately, more intense, and she found herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. She was lost in a flurry of mixed emotions everytime his hands searched her body, lost in utter pleasure whenever he would bury himself deep inside of her. She couldnât forget the morning yesterday, when he was cheeky. How he had her roll on top of him, telling her to ride him like no tomorrow, the way his hands gripped her hips, bouncing her on top of himâŠ
She swallowed, feeling a little hot under her collar trying to distract herself but as she lay on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, she could help but let her thoughts take over⊠They had grown closer in some ways, but in others, they had drifted further apart.
Was this still a fake relationship?
Or had it crossed a line into something more?
She was trying to distract herself all day, but the date today hit her hard⊠It seemed to remind her everytime she turned on the TV or whenever she looked at her phone screen⊠She held back the tears, realizing that this year she wouldnât be able to visit her motherâs grave on her death anniversary⊠Wondering if her stepfather had gone, hoping he adorned her grave with fresh incense and flowers⊠She felt utterly guilty for running away, her bottom lip trembling as she wondered if she would ever be able to visit her grave ever againâŠ
Her thoughts drifted to the past, to her life before she had run away. Today she missed her mother deeply, the way she had always been there for her, the warmth of her embrace. But now, she had only the memory of her stepfatherâs cruel treatment, how he had made her feel like a burden, a financial strain on him. She couldnât help but wonder if Matsukawa viewed her the same wayâŠ
Her mind circled back to the present.
A month had passed since she had escaped her forced marriage, and with the way things were going, Matsukawa would likely get the promotion he had been working damn hard toward. It terrified her to think about what would happen once he got it.
She tried to distract herself from the anxiety that clawed at her chest, but the weight of uncertainty hung over her. She reassured herself that she would be fine. She had a job now, she was saving money and she was capable of taking care of herself⊠But deep down, she feared the end of this arrangement would mean she would lose Matsukawa, something she wasnât sure she could handle.
Her eyes widened at that moment and she shook her head,
âYouâve caused him nothing but trouble Y/nâŠâ She muttered to herself before she sat up and checked her phone. He hadnt replied to her message but she saw that he read it. She decided to distract herself, pumping herself up to make him his favourite dish.
~
The door slammed shut with a little more force than usual, catching her attention when he walked in that evening. The smile on her face was washed away when she noticed his presence immediately felt⊠different. It felt off, it felt cold and hostile⊠The familiar warmth he usually carried with him was gone, replaced by a coldness she hadnât seen before. Y/n had just finished setting dinner on the table, trying to keep herself busy, when he entered, his mood so off that it felt like the room itself had chilled.
âHey, how was work today? Everything alright, Issei?â she asked gently, her voice betraying the concern that had been building inside her all day. He didnât respond immediately. Instead, he walked past her with barely a glance, his eyes not meeting hers.
âIâm not hungry,â he muttered, his voice flat and emotionless.
Y/n stared after him, unsure how to react to his sudden distance. She tried again, coming closer to him, feeling nervous. âIssei? Whatâs wrong?â
But he didnât even acknowledge her. He simply walked toward the bathroom, leaving her standing alone in the silence as he shut the door behind him, hearing the click of the lock after a long time of living together, making her flinch.
The evening continued in a heavy, uncomfortable silence. Y/n finished her meal alone, the food, cold and tasteless in her mouth. She tried to ignore the unease in her stomach, but it only grew as the hours passed. He was dead silent, not a single word as he just sat on the table, a glass of whiskey in his hand, sipping away as he looked lost in turmoil⊠When it came time for bed, there were no usual jokes or quiet exchanges, no teasing or shared smiles. They both lay there in the dark, the space between them feeling wider than it ever had before. She turned to face him, about to say something but he turned his back to her, making her lips join back together, feeling a little hurt. She extended her hand, about to touch his back but she stoppedâŠ
Doing that felt like she was overstepping a boundary, scared of how heâd react, instead she retracted her hand to her side, now turning her back to him, trying to focus on sleep but it was difficult. She wondered if he was preparing to kick her out, a month was almost up, right? Maybe he had finally reached the brink of frustration with her, always mooching off on him, just causing him trouble no matter whatâŠ
The line between real and pretend had long since blurred, and Y/n didnât know where they stood anymore. They had been more physical lately⊠more intimate, more frequent, but what did it mean? Was it just lust for him? Or had she made the mistake of falling in love with a man who had only ever agreed to a contract?
Her thoughts turned bitterly to the past. Her stepfatherâs voice echoed in her head, calling her a burden, a waste of money.
Was Matsukawa starting to see her the same way?
She had caused him so much trouble from the start, crashing into his life, dragging him into her mess, and now living in his apartment, using his money. Even though she was trying to save up to pay him back, to move out, but the closer the promotion announcement came, the more she feared that once he got it, heâd tell her they were done.
That she had served her purpose.
Biting her lip, she felt her eyes sting, quickly closing them and she fought hard with her mind to sleep until she finally succumbed.
~
It wasnât long before she woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of rustling. The bed beside her was empty. Confusion and a flicker of concern filled her as she sat up, glancing around the room. Matsukawa was nowhere to be found.
She could smell the faint trace of cigarette smoke and, instinctively, she got up to investigate. The balcony door was slightly ajar.
âDoes Issei smokeâŠ?â She wondered, a little alarmed because she had never seen him smoke.
Relunctantly stepping out, she froze for a moment.
There he was, sitting on the floor with his back against the balcony door, his long legs stretched out in front of him, a half-burned cigarette forgotten between his fingers. His face was illuminated faintly by the moonlight and the soft orange glow of the city lights reflecting off the ocean.He was staring at the still horizon, his gaze fixed on the ocean, though his eyes seemed unfocused, lost in some deep, troubling thought. Y/n hesitated for a moment, uncertain of what to do, but something in his posture made her heart ache. He looked so alone, so distant, as if the weight of everything had crushed him beyond the point of recovery.
She sat down beside him, her movements slow and unsure. The silence stretched between them, heavy and thick. She could feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating, but she didnât know how to bridge the gap.
âIssei...â she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper, placing a hand on his, taking the burning cigratte from his fingers before the cherry could burn his digits, dropping it onto the ashtray.
She wasnât sure what to say, but the words felt necessary. âPlease talk to meâŠâ
For a long moment, he didnât respond. His lips trembled slightly, and she could see the faintest glimmer of vulnerability in his eyes, something he rarely let anyone see. Â Suddenly he muttered,
âI thought Iâd gotten used to it, but⊠I guess some things you never really get used toâŠâ
He refused to look at her, still looking aimlessly at the ocean but for the first time, his walls seemed to crumble. He let out a sigh, releasing the breath he was holdingâŠ
âI buried a child today,â he said in a low voice, his voice thick with emotion, making her eyes widen. ââŠAnd I canât get the image out of my head⊠His motherâs screams are replaying over and over in my head⊠â
âOh, Issei...â she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. âIâm so sorry. I canât even imagine...â
His voice broke again as he spoke. âItâs not the first time. Iâve had to bury children before. But this one... Itâs different. I... I havenât been able to shake the image of his coffin. It was so small, Y/n... It makes me sick to my stomach to think about how disgusting and evil people can be⊠He⊠He was going to a birthday and then his neighbourâŠâ He couldnât say it and she instinctively knew whatever the boy went through was horrific, it was on the news this morning and she never expected that the person who dealt with the aftermath was none other than the man in front of her. She felt awful, her own stomach twisting in nauseaâŠ
Y/nâs heart clenched.
She hadnât expected this⊠She hadnât known how much this job really affected him, how deeply it cut. She felt her own breath catch in her chest. She had never seen him like this, so raw, so broken. He closed his eyes, and Y/n moved closer, wrapping her arms around him. She could feel him trembling, the weight of his pain radiating through him. She held him tightly, her hands stroking his back gently, offering whatever comfort she could and she felt her tears roll down her cheeks.
Her  breath caught in her throat. She understood to an extent how painful it was, she truly did.
ââŠMy motherâs death anniversary, itâs today...â she murmured, her voice trembling. âHer death, it broke me completely. And Iâve only lost one person in my life⊠But youâŠ? I canât even imagine what itâs like for you, dealing with this every dayâŠâ She whispered, rubbing his back, trying to comfort him, âIâm here for you, Issei. You donât have to go through this alone⊠Let it all outâŠâ
Matsukawa let out a long, shuddering breath, and Y/n kissed the top of his head gently, her voice soft as she whispered, âYour job is so important, Issei. Not because of the promotion and not because of the money, but because of the value you give to the families you help. Youâre offering them peace in the hardest moments of their lives, while letting their loved ones pass on with diginity and peaceâŠâ
He pulled back slightly, looking at her with red, watery eyes. âIâm embarrassed,â he admitted quietly. âThat youâve seen me like this... weak.â
Y/n shook her head firmly. âNo, youâre not weak. Just because youâre emotional doesnât mean I think less of you. If anything, I think more of you. Youâre human, IsseiâŠâ
He swallowed, finding himself opening up a little more..
âWhen I first joined the industry, I had to bury a newborn and her mother who died in an accident. Did you know babyâs coffin are so small⊠Practically the size of a shoe box, maybe a little bigger and... it breaks me every single time⊠I canât stand childrenâs funerals⊠They destroy me on the inside⊠I hate it but Iâll do it because no one else canâ He admitted bitterly. She placed her hand on his chest, feeling his heart thumb against her palm, looking at his face,
âYouâre doing something so difficult and emotionally draining, and youâre doing it with all your heart. I respect you more than you think.â
He held her gaze, and for a moment, they simply sat there in the silence, the distant noise of the waves crashing below them a comforting reminder that they werenât alone in this world.
He placed his hand over hers, leaning his forehead against her own, closing his eyes,
âThank youâŠâ He muttered and she hummed in response, the heaviness of the moment lingered, but in that space, they found solace in each other. And for once, Y/n didnât worry about the future, didnât worry about their fake relationship. He leaned into her touch, his body relaxing against hers as she continued to stroke his hair, her whispers soft and tender.
âYou deserve the promotion,â she said quietly. âYouâre such a wonderful person, Issei... I want you to know that you donât ever have to hide this side of you from me,â she said softly. âJust because youâre crying or hurting doesnât mean I think any less of you. If anything⊠it makes me respect you even more.â
Matsukawa remained silent, but she felt his breathing slow, his body leaning more heavily into hers.
âI mean it,â she whispered. âYouâre not just amazing because you saved me from that marriage. Youâre amazing because of how you care for people, even when theyâre gone. The way you treat every person that comes into your care, with dignity, with compassion⊠thatâs not something everyone can do. Youâre giving families peace, even in their worst moments. And that means something.â
She reached for his hand, intertwining her fingers with his. âI want you to rely on me more, Issei. Weâre in this together now, in this strange new town, in this life we didnât plan on. You donât have to carry everything on your own. Let me be there for you too.â
Matsukawa looked at her for a long moment, his thumb brushing lightly over her knuckles. âYou shouldâve told meâŠâ he said quietly, catching her attention. âThat it was your motherâs death anniversary today.â
Y/n blinked, surprised, her lips parting, but he continued before she could respond.
âI get it, you try to act tough all the time and maybeâŠâ he murmured, his voice low and steady. âYou didnât want to make it a big deal. Probably you didnât want to talk about it while I was... going through my own thing. But youâre allowed to grieve too, Y/n.â
Her eyes shimmered, and he gave her hand a soft squeeze.
âI also canât imagine how hard it is for you. Being here with me, so far away⊠not being able to visit her grave.â He paused, jaw tightening. âThat must hurt like hell.â
She nodded slowly, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from crying again. He had really hit the nail on the head, shse sniffled and he cupped her cheek, kissing her forehead softly
âIâm sorry,â he said, voice quieter now. âI shouldâve realized earlier that you were having a hard time...â
âYou had a hard day too,â she whispered. âI didnât want to add to it.â
Matsukawa shook his head. âNo. If weâre doing this, being in this together⊠Then I want to be there for you too. You said I could rely on you, right?â He gave her a gentle smile.
âThen let me do the same. Rely on me too⊠Trust me too.â
She nodded, letting his thumb wipe away her stray tears⊠Then, after a moment, he added, âAs soon as things calm down at work... Iâll take you. To your momâs grave. Wherever it is. I promise.â
Y/n's eyes welled up again, this time with a different kind of ache. Her heart was beating fast and she knew what she felt for him in this moment was absolutely real. She leaned forward and pressed her forehead to his, her voice no louder than a breath.
âThank you, Issei.â She sobbed quietly and he nodded, the warmth of her closeness easing something heavy in his chest.He looked to her, eyes red and glassy. She smiled through her own tears, brushing her thumb along his cheekbone.
âYou always take care of everyone else. Let someone take care of you, too.â
And with that, he leaned into her embrace, finally both of them letting eachother fall apart in their arms.
For the first time, Matsukawa allowed himself to believe her words. He let the walls he had carefully built around himself crumble, finding comfort in the arms of the woman who had become so much more than he had ever anticipated.
Right then, all that mattered was that she was there for him, and he was there for her.
Her heart was pounding in her chest as she followed close behind Nishinoya, the hallway dimly lit by the soft glow of the lamps. Each step she took felt heavier than the last, not from exhaustion, but anticipation. Something about the quiet, the closeness, the way he confidently walked ahead of her⊠it was making her nervous in ways she couldnât explain.
Then, just a few steps away from her bedroom door, he suddenly stopped. Her long strides almost made her bump into him, forcing her to halt abruptly at his heels.
âYuuâŠ?â She called softly, puzzled. She tilted her head, her voice uncertain as she looked down at him.
He glanced back up at her, grinning like he up to something.
âHold on,â he said with a wink, and before she could process what he meant, he turned and strode toward her with purpose, cheekiness glinting in his eyes.
She blinked, instinctively taking a step back. âWhat are you doingâŠ?â
And suddenly the room tilted.
With surprising speed and strength, Nishinoya grabbed her wrist and gently tugged her down just enough to wrap an arm around her waist. She barely had time to squeak in surprise before her feet were swept off the ground. One arm hooked under her knees, the other securely around her back. Her arms flew up, instinctively clinging around his neck for balance as she stared at him wide-eyed.
âY-Yuu!?â she squealed, heat rushing to her cheeks. âOh god, put me down! Iâm too heavyâŠ! Youâll get hurt!â
Nishinoya let out a laugh, puffing his chest out confidently.
âToo heavy? Please babe, youâre light as a feather,â he declared, tightening his grip on her ever so slightly, pecking her nose making her flush. He grinned, âBack in Italy, I used to haul in fish three times your size and those suckers fought back. This?â He smirked, glancing at her with a cocky spark in his eyes.
âThis is perfect.â He said softly, smiling at her with utter warmth.
Her heart thudded even harder in her chest, but not out of embarrassment anymore. It was something else, something deeper, warmer. Her entire life, she had daydreamed of being carried like this. She longed to be treated like a delicate princess in someoneâs arms. But she had long since resigned herself to the idea that it would never happen. Not for someone like her, too tall, too solid, too much...
But here she was.
In the arms of the person carrying her, Nishinoya Yuu, a man much shorter than her but strong, steady, and holding her like she was the most precious thing in the world. For the first time, she found herself looking up at him. The angle was strange, unfamiliar, yet oddly comforting. Although he was often mistaken for younger than he was, right now, he looked absolutely masculine to her⊠He looked so proud of himself, grinning from ear to ear, but when his eyes met hers, his expression softened into tenderness.
âIâve got you, babe. Iâll never drop you so trust meâ he murmured.
And with that, he walked toward her bedroom, each careful step sending her heart fluttering more than the last. She was still trying to process everything, the way his strong arms held her so effortlessly, the way his warmth surrounded her when he stepped into the bedroom.
Her eyes wandered around, then widened slightly, before giggling, catching his attention.
ââŠHmm,â she hummed, gaze sweeping the space. âThe room looks so different from down here.â
Nishinoya snorted, amused. âWhat, is the air thinner down there?â
She laughed softly, resting her chin on his shoulder. âNo, it just feels⊠I donât know, kinda surreal. Like Iâm floating...â
âGood,â he said with a grin, tightening his arms around her just a little as he stepped further inside. âThatâs exactly how youâre supposed to feel.â
She giggled, leaning closer to kiss his cheek. âYouâre absolutely wonderful, YuuâŠâ
He felt his own heart flutter, a burning blush growing on his cheeks looking at his beautiful girlfriend who was now less shy, and looked like she was completely smitten by him. It was clearly evident in those sweet eyes of hers, drawing him in like a trance.
âYouâre making my heart raceâ She whispered, lips lingering by his neck. He felt his skin raise, taking a deep breath, looking towards her bed, slowly walking towards it.
âOh, Iâm just getting started,â he said, smirking up at her before his voice dropped into something softer, something that made her breath catch.
âIf you want me to carry you like this every day, I will. If you want me to drop to my knees and let you step on me, Iâll do it gladly. You could ask me for anything, and Iâd say yes in a heartbeat. Thatâs how obsessed I am with youâŠâ He dropped her onto the bed, crawling over her, his hand cradling the side of her face,
âYou have no idea but I had been pinning over you for years⊠You were my first loveâŠâ He admitted shyly, making her eyes widen and she sat up
âWhatâŠ?â She muttered and he laughed lightly, pressing his forehead to hers, humming
ââŠI still remember the first time I saw you on the playground,â he began, his voice low with a fond smile tugging at his lips. âI thought you were the prettiest girl Iâd ever seen. You were so quiet, always keeping to yourself, like you had your own little world no one could enter...â
He glanced up at her, eyes soft.
âBut even then, you were kind. Gentle. I remember how youâd carry the kids who got scraped knees on your back, no hesitation. And if any of us lost a ball or got something stuck somewhere we couldnât reach, you were already climbing up or crawling under to get it back, like it was nothing.â
He chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his neck.
âI used to call you the Queen of the Playground... not out loud, of course,â he added with a small grin. âJust in my head. But to me, you really were just⊠kind of magical.â
She blinked, heat rushing to her cheeks again, but this time she didnât look away. Even when he gripped her hand, kissing the back of it
ââŠIt sucked when we went to different schools⊠Yâknow Iâd think about you from time to time but I thought Iâd never see you again⊠I didnât know where you went or what you did⊠and that night when I heard my name being called out and we met⊠I couldnât believe I finally found you again⊠There was no way Iâd let you get away from me againâ
He wasnât teasing now, not really. His voice was steady, almost reverent.
âTo me,â he continued, eyes locking with hers, his fingers brushing her cheek, pushing stray locks of hair behind her ear
âYouâre a goddess.â
Her breath hitched. No one had ever said something like that to her. Not with that kind of conviction. Not while holding her like she was something precious.
ââŠYouâre ridiculous,â she mumbled, burying her face into his neck to hide the way her cheeks burned.
He chuckled, the sound low and satisfied. âRidiculously in love with you? Yeah...â
Her eyes widened, watering a little, emotions overwhelming her. She caressed the side of his face,
âReally YuuâŠ?â She whispered making him smileâŠ
âHave you not seen how completely unhinged Iâve been this past month?â he said, eyes wide with exaggerated disbelief. âThatâs how crazy I am about you.â
Before she could reply, he was all over her, peppering her cheeks, forehead, and jawline with a flurry of kisses, like an overly affectionate puppy whoâd just been reunited with his favorite person.
She let out a breathy giggle, the sound muffled against his skin as she tried to squirm away from the relentless affection, but he only grinned harder and just a little smug, as he held her close, worshipping her like the goddess he saw every time he looked her way.
Y/nâs fingers reached up, gently brushing his hair back from his face as she tilted her head to meet his gaze.
âIâm crazy about you tooâŠâ she murmured, her voice soft but warm. âWhat I love about you is that youâre a little unhinged.â
She laughed again, a light, musical sound that made his grin stretch impossibly wider. His eyes sparkled mischievously.
âCareful,â he teased, voice dropping low as his hand slowly caressed her leg, sliding under her skirt. âThatâs a dangerous thing to love.â He purred, gliding his fingers along the side of her thigh, making her shudder lightly.
With that, he slowly slid off the edge of the bed, eyes never leaving hers. Her laughter died in her throat as he grabbed the hem of his shirt and peeled it over his head in one smooth motion, revealing the lean, defined lines of his torso.
Her breath caught.
The playful glint in his eyes was still there, but it was darker now, charged. His smile was all trouble, the kind that made her pulse spike and her stomach flip.
And in that moment, she realizedâŠ
She had seen his soft, silly, lovesick side.
But now?
She was about to see the other side of his unhingedâŠ
He leaned over her, his fingers slowly unbuttoning her blouse, she instinctively covered her breasts but he gripped her wrists, making her still
ââŠDonât be shy nowâŠâ He muttered, pulling her hands apart, laying them gently at her sides. She sat up, letting him slide it off her shoulders, dropping it on the floor. His hands warmed her bare arms, kissing her neck as he muttered against her skin, telling her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted to cherish her.
He reached for her lips, pressing his own against hers
Once, soft and tentative, like he was testing the waters. Then again, a little deeper this time, his fingers threading through her hair as he tilted his head to get closer, to taste more of those divine plush lips.
Then againâŠ
And againâŠ
Until it was no longer just kisses, but a tango of their tongues and breathless sighs, spilling between parted lips. Her hands found his shoulders, clutching him not wanting to let go. Until he was pressed against her, his body humming with heat, their heated kiss growing more desperate, more needy with every second that passed.
Everything else faded, and it was just the two of them tangled in the heat and hush of the moment, their hearts pounding in rhythm, their bodies inching closer with every stolen breath.
He kissed her like she was something sacred.
Something he couldnât get enough of.
Something he never planned to stop loving.
Pulling away from her, panting lightly, he gripped her face, looking into her eyes with lidded ones.
âBaby, will you get up for me for a second?â He asked, making way for her and she nodded, pushing herself off the bed, standing in front of him. Nishinoyaâs leg bounced in excitement, his hands squeezing her waist, pulling her a little closer to his seated form. She stood still when his fingers found the zipper to her skirt, sliding it open, letting it drop.
âOh god~ Youâre absolutely killing me hereâŠâ He groaned, pants feeling a little tight. She squeaked when his arms wrapped around her legs, hugging them tight, his face rubbing against her thighs as he sighed in contentment
âY-Yuu!?â She hummed in surprise but it fell upon deaf ears while he was lost in bliss,
âYouâre thighs⊠Theyâre so fucking softâŠâ He cooed, his hands cheekily rubbing the backs of her thighs before squeezing her ass. She bit her lip, feeling his fingers sink into her ass, peeking at his blissful perverted face
ââŠand your ass⊠My fingers are just sinking inâŠâ
ââŠYouâre making me embarrassed, YuuâŠâ
He focused on massaging her ass, with a little depseration before he glanced up at her flustered face, making him giddy. He gripped her hands, pushing her back onto the bed.
âWell, youâre going to have to deal with the embarrassment because Iâm about to worship youâ He confessed, shocking her. His hands placed themselves on her knees, spreading them wide, sitting between her long legs.
Nishinoyaâs fingers slid higher, reverent and possessive all at once, gripping the plush skin of her thighs like he couldnât decide whether to worship or devour. He looked up at her from between her legs, his breathing uneven, lips parted as if the sight of her alone had undone him.
âI have to admit⊠Your legs,â he rasped, voice darker now, rougher, âthey drive me insane.â
He dipped his head and kissed along the inside of her thigh, slower, leaving open-mouthed kisses that lingered just long enough to make her squirm. His tongue flicked against her skin, and he groaned low in his throat, like even tasting her was too much.
âYou have no idea what itâs like,â he murmured between kisses, âwatching you walk around in those skirts⊠Riding up just enough to torment me on each dateâŠâ
His hands spread along her thighs, thumbs tracing up toward the sensitive crease where leg met hip. He leaned in, lips brushing just shy of where she needed him most. She mewled his name but he hushed her, his tongue tracing her senstive crease, making her quiver when his lips were hovering over her clothed mound⊠He bit his lip, eyeing the wet stain growing on her panties, mouth watering a littleâŠ
âIâd sit there trying to act normal while my whole body was on fire,â he continued, voice dangerously soft now, intimate. âTrying not to imagine what itâd be like to have your legs wrapped around my head⊠or my waist...â
A breath hitched in her throat, her hands clenching the sheets as his lips found the softest part of her inner thigh, kissing there slowly, deliberately, like he wanted to mark her with every touch.
âI love how they feel,â he whispered against her skin. âStrong, soft⊠fucking perfect. Theyâre everything Iâve fantasied about...â
One hand slid around to cup the back of her thigh, lifting it just slightly over his shoulder. He glanced up, smirking now, a spark of something wild flickering in his eyes. His hands slowly untied the strings of her panties, letting the material unfold, slipping off her hips, exposing her wet pussy to his feasting eyes⊠Nishinoya reached for a pillow, lifting her hips, tucking it under her ass before looking at her, licking his lipsâŠ
âYou should get comfortable, babe,â he said, voice full of sin and promise. âBecause Iâm gonna spend a lot of time down here.â
And then he lowered his head, and she stopped thinking altogether when his mouth latched over her pussy. Her arm went over her eyes, hips lifted as she moaned louder when he lewdly moaned, tasting her wetness on his tongue. He couldnât help but spread her folds apart, his tongue teasingly tracing up and down her slit, listening to her moans building up.
âOh Y-Yuu!~ â She moaned
The way he was moving his tongue was incredibly lewd, making tingles build inside her core. He threw her long legs over his shoulders, his hands squeezing her knees, pushing her thighs closer to trap his head between her legs. She teased him, occassionally cleanching and squishing his cheeks between her thighs, he pulled away from her pussy, panting a little, giving a dirty grin, licking his wet lips
âFuck yes, keep doing that babeâŠâ He groaned, he decided to keep to himself how he had been fantasising about her crushing him between her thighs, this entire month.
âYouâre so cheekyâŠâ She muttered, feeling him chuckle against her pussy. She panted, her hand pushing his messy hair back, while his fingers pulled her folds apart again, now diving his tongue inside her throbbing hole. She bit her lip, eyes rolling back as her hand gripped his head a little more firmly feeling his appendage wriggle deeper inside her. She knew he purposely made lewd slurping noises, moaning against her on purpose, making her arousal build. Nishinoya was grinding his hips against the mattress, trying to make the friction ease his hard cock. She noticed, licking her bottom lip.
âYuu⊠WaitâŠâ She muttered, holding his face away from her pussy. She felt flustered looking at his flushed face, Nishinoya pouted, a little whine slipping from his wet lipsâŠ
âBaby, why did you stop me!? I was just aboutââ
âLie downâ She said, pulling him over her before rolling over him. His breath hitched when her hands pulled his pants down, letting his cock spring free. He gripped the sheets when her hand reached for it, wrapping around his shaft, pumping it lightly. He moaned, closing his eyes
âYou were looking a little uncomfortable here⊠So I thought Iâd return the favourâŠâ She muttered, smiling at him He swallowed, a little upset because he wanted to take his time worshipping her. As she shifted on the mattress, her hands undid her bra, throwing it in a random corner. He was about to argue
ââŠBut! I wantedââ
His words stopped when she got on top of him, his eyes practically sparkled, cock springing in delight when she slid higher up his body. Y/n wanted to be embarrassed but seeing just how much this man was worshipping her, appreciating every single inch of her skin, she knew there was nothing to be shy about.
âLetâs do it together?â She suggested
She wanted to go above and beyond for him. She turned, getting on her hands and knees, her pussy hovering above his face, leaving him in a trance for few a seconds. She bit her lip, feeling his hands rub her thighs, making their way to her folds, spreading them. He shuddered looking at the string of juices, slowly drip down her legs, reminants of his previous work shining against her folds
âSit on my face, nowâ He said, making her a little reluctant, scared of suffocating him
âButâ Agh!â
âNowâ He grunted,
She gasped when his hand collided with her ass, the sound of the spank ringing in her ears, making her hips drop a little as her knees spread wider on the mattress. He grabbed her hips, pulling them on top of his face, his tongue pushing through her folds. Her eyes rolled back, head ducking for a minute, only for her eyes to meet his throbbing cock. She had to admit, for his stature, his cock was nothing but impressiveâŠ
âNgh~â He shuddered when he felt her lips wrap around his tip, her fingers dancing and gliding up his shaft slowly, teasing him while she sucked on his head. They were lost in a battle of rolling tongues, each one busy in tasting and exploring each other. When his lips found her clit, she moaned, sliding his cock even deeper into her mouth, bobbing her head.
Nishinoyaâs mouth was occupied, had it not been, he would have been letting out a string of curses from how salaciously she sucked his cock. When he tongue rolled against her clit, she couldnât help but roll her hips against his mouth, humming from pleasure. He was completely enamoured, his hands rubbing her ass and lower back in soft motions before one hand gravitated towards her pussy, sliding two fingers into her weeping slit. She let out a louder muffled moan, when he began pumping them inside her, making her almost neglect the cock in her mouth. It slipped her lips, and she panted, head tilting back as she began grinding into his face.
He was definitely pussy-drunk by now but not enough to realize she was neglecting him. Feeling cheeky, his hand swatted her asscheek again, making her mewl⊠He left her clit for a moment,
âBaby, donât forget you wanted us both to feel goodâŠâ He cooed, making her mutter an apology, focusing on him again, this time she gave more attention, bobbing her mouth faster and sucking a little harder. He groaned, his hands squeezing her ass, tilting his head back for a minute
âYeah~ Thatâs it pretty girl⊠God, your mouth is driving me crazy⊠Never knew you could be this naughty, Y/n⊠Nghâ Youâre swallowing me so deepâŠâ He panted, wetting his lips, bringing her hips back down over his face.
Both of them now hyper focused on each other. She could feel his hot throbbing cock against her tongue, she swallowed the precum mixed with her saliva, her mouth pulling off from his cock, gripping it and stroking it from one side while her lips glided back and forth against the other. Her thumb circled his tip, feeling him shudder under her. He pushed his mouth closer against her pussy, his fingers from one hand rubbing and flicking her clit, stimualting her. He could feel her walls pulsate and squeeze his fingers while his tongue tickled and lapped at her slit.
Moans and dirty noises emitted from between their legs, getting closer to the edge. However the first one to lose this game was him. The moment she wrapped her lips around his tip, her tongue circling his small slit, his hips bucked, cock sliding deeper as he groaned⊠Hot cum spilled onto her tongue which she greedily lapped up, mewling when she felt the throbbing between her own legs intensify. He quickly pulled his fingers out of her, replacing it with his tongue, sucking and slurping in depseration. She swallowed, tilting her head back, now moaning out his name, feeling her orgasm approach. Her hips grinding against him in need, while he greedily lapped up her orgasmâŠ
She held herself up, for a moment controlling herself from completely dropping onto his face before she rolled off him. They both lay there, side by side for a few moments, catching their breaths. They were nothing but a heap of sweating messes, as they panted. She turned onto her side, throwing her leg over his body which snapped him out of his daze. He looked at her, his face was flushed, still panting. She gripped his chin, wiping some of her remaining essence off it with her thumb, making him grin deviously, holding her wrist, his tongue licking at her thumb. She blushed, giggling when his hand began rubbing her thigh and ass in soft motionsâŠ
âMy godâŠâ He muttered, with a dopey smile and lidded eyes, looking at her, âThat wasâŠâ
âAmazingâŠâ She finished, blushing⊠He raised a brow,
âWhy are you acting so coy now? You literally rode my face like no tomorrow⊠I didnât expect us to have such kinky sexy like that on the first go but damnâŠâ His fingers squeezed her ass, leaning closer to her face, his teeth biting her bottom lip gently,
âYouâre so fucking lewdâŠâ
She hid her face in the crook of his neck, whining his name making him chuckle
âItâs a dream to have my tall goddess draped over my body like this but Y/n, I hope you donât think the nights ended yet⊠I just need to recharge a little before I pounce on you againâ He muttered, kissing her forehead. She smiled against his neck, peeking up at him, kissing him
âI love youâŠâ She said making him still, a grin growing on his lips as he felt giddy, squeezing her hand, before placing it on his chest, making her feel his beating heart
âYou promise youâre never going to run away from me again?â He asked and her eyes softened, nodding
âNever again, I promiseâ She whispered,
âThatâs my beautiful girlâŠâ He cooed, kissing her again. He parted from her, now turning on his side, his eyes looking at her breasts, then at her face
âI need to recharge nowâ He simply said, confusing her for a moment when he slid his body a little lower, his arm draping over her hip.
âYuu!â She squealed when his lips wrapped around her nipple, sucking on it. She bit her lip, squeezing her thighs together. She caressed the back of his head, letting him tease and suck on her breasts, a little gasp leaving her lips when she felt his hardening cock slip between her pressed thighs, grinding his hips, thrusting them between her soft thighs. She gripped the back of his head, feelling his shaft rub against her slit back and forth, making her wetter
âYuu~â She sighed, feeling a little needy, ââŠare you feeling recharged nowâŠ?â She muttered. He pulled away from her tits, perking up as he sat up
â200%!â He said before his hands went under her hips, he turned her around before he spooned her, one hand going under her knee, lifting her leg up. She gasped, when she felt his cock prod at her pussy, rubbing it dangerously slow.
âCan I put it inside you, my pretty girl?â He whispered sending butterflies fluttering inside her belly. She hummed, her hand going between her legs, rubbing his shaft making him shudder, she pressed it against her folds⊠She felt like the position was a little awkward, scooting away from him. He looked like a lost puppy, a little rejected from the distance she had put but she just smiled shyly, turning on her hands and knees again, lower her upper body, keeping her ass raised.
His attention was on high alert, when he caught her naughty expression peeking at him, slowly swaying her hipsâŠ
ââŠFuck me, Yuuâ She whispered. Her breath hitched when she heard him curse, immediately she felt his hips bumping into her ass, his cock slowly push its way inside her, her toes curled, moaning quietly until he pushed all the way inside her pussy. Nishinoya grunted, her warm velvety walls welcoming every inch of it, he groaned from feeling her juices already gliding down his length.
âYuu~â She purred, her hands fisting the sheetsâŠ
Swallowing, he held her hips, pulling them back onto his cock hard. She gasped, moaning loud, feeling him deep.
âFuck Y/n, youâre so beautiful⊠Everything about you is perfectâ He cooed, pulling her hips back and forth on his cock. She couldnât respond, jaw dropping moaning away, especially when he began thrusting into her⊠Nishinoya loved the way she squeezed him, he loved everything about her, but he wasnât satisified⊠He couldnât see the expressions she was making, her moans were definitely erotic but it was killing him because her face was buried against the bed⊠Leaning over her, his lips danced against her ear,
âY/n baby, I want to see your face⊠Show me those naughty expressions youâre makingâŠâ
He turned her on her back, before pulling her to sit up. She was panting, whining at the loss of his cock but he scooted closer to her, grabbing her legs. He opened both their legs wide apart, pulling her hips closer to his. She stopped her whining when he criss crossed their legs over each other, their lower bodies pressed against one another as their legs enterwined and he thrusted himself inside her hard. She gasped, biting her lips, her eyes rolling back for a moment, making his cock grow bigger from that slutty face she just madeâŠ
âFuck, you look so lewd⊠Câmon baby, roll your hips with mine and donât look away from meâŠâ
She tried to control herself, bracing her palms against the mattress behind her, now grinding her hips into his, his cock completely buried inside her as he thrusted harder. Her chest heaved, gasping and moaning out his name, while he watched her, completely mesmerised. He pushed his mouth against hers, rolling his tongue against hers, matching the rhythm of their hips.
This position was risque for her, she had never done it before. Her core burned from pleasure as sweat dripped down their bodies, she pulled away, tilting her head back, gripping the back of his head while he lay opened mouthed kisses to her throat and neck, leaving bite marks and hickies wherever he could. She uttered his name in stuttery moans while he encouraged her to be louder, fueled by her moans and whinesâŠ
Nishinoya cock throbbed, feeling her madly pulsate and squeeze around him
âNgh~ Gonna cum, baby? Iâm closeâ He groaned. She merely rested her forehead against his neck, humming in need⊠He slipped his hand between their bodies, fingers rubbing her clit making hips buck and him moan
âFuck!â He groaned, his thrusted into her harder, hearing her gasps. She tilted her head back, pushing her hips into him, crying out loud
âO-Oh! YUU!â She felt herself gush, sucking in a deep breath when he moaned⊠She fell back on the mattress, pulling him over her body, her long legs wrapping around his hips, holding him tight. Nishnoyaâs face was buried in her tits, jutting his hips into her as he came. She gasped, feeling warmth fill her up as he fucked his orgasm into herâŠ
The room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the gentle rhythm of their breathing. The sheets were tangled around their legs, the air warm with the scent of skin and something sacred.
Y/n lay sprawled across the bed, chest still rising and falling as she stared at the ceiling in a dazed kind of bliss. Her skin was glowing, hair mussed, a dazed smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Nishinoya lay beside her, head propped on one hand, the other lazily tracing light circles on her bare thigh. His eyes hadnât left her since they collapsed into the mattress, both of them messy, breathless and completely undone.
ââŠYouâre a dangerous woman, you know that?â he murmured, voice still hoarse, but laced with awe. âI thought I was the bold one in this relationship, but damn, babe. You came for my title tonight.â
Y/n flushed, laughing softly as she covered her face with both hands. âOh my god, donât say thatâŠâ
âI will say that,â he grinned, leaning in to kiss her flushed cheek. âYou were like⊠a whole new woman. You flipped me over like a pancake!â
She giggled into her hands, before peeking out between her fingers to meet his gaze. ââŠYou made me feel like one.â
âLike a pancake?â
She lightly smacked his chest, shaking her head.
âNo!â she said through a laugh. Then, more softly, âLike⊠someone worthy of being bold. Like I didnât need to hide. You made me feel like I was⊠beautiful. Like I was allowed to take up space. Youââ
Her voice faltered slightly. He stopped smiling, but only because his expression softened into something deeper.
âYou made me love myself tonight,â she whispered. âI donât think Iâve ever⊠felt like that with anyone before.â
Nishinoya blinked once, twice, as if trying to process the weight of what sheâd said. Then he leaned down and pressed the gentlest kiss to her forehead.
âYou did that,â he said against her skin. âAll I did was show you what Iâve been seeing since the first time I laid eyes on you. Youâre not just beautiful, Y/n. Youâre divine. I was just lucky enough to be the one who got to tell and show you that all night.â
Her smile trembled, and she reached up to cup his jaw.
They stayed like that for a moment, just looking at each other. Basking in the intimacy that didnât require anything else. No movement. No words. Just them.
After a while, her fingers played with the ends of his messy hair, twirling his blonde lock.
ââŠDo you still want to do it with me?â she asked quietly. âTravel? Leave everything behind?â
He nodded without hesitation. âYeah⊠With you? Hell yeah!â
She sighed. âIt scares me. Not knowing where weâll end up⊠or how weâll live. Itâs exciting, yeahâŠ. But itâs also kind of terrifying.â
He shifted closer, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
âYeah,â he agreed. âBut⊠you know whatâs scarier to me?â
Her brows furrowed, looking into his eyes, âWhat?â She asked and he caressed her cheek with his fingers
âNever knowing what it feels like to wake up next to you in BaliâŠ. Or getting lost with you in a random street market in Vietnam⊠Or watching you fall in love with life in places youâve never seen before.â He paused, grinning. âAlso, like, missing out on the chance to have sex on the beach in like, different countries. That would be a crimeâŠ.â
She laughed, shoving his shoulder, but her heart was warm, blooming with something fierce.
âI promise you,â he said, turning serious again, âlife with me might not always be calm. It might not always be easy. But itâs gonna be full of adventure. Of new things. Of stupidly good food and fun and waking up tangled in each other in a different place every few weeks. I canât tell you where weâll end up⊠but I can promise Iâll make it one hell of a ride.â
Her eyes welled up again, but this time it was from something achingly sweet.
ââŠOkay,â she whispered.
âOkay?â He repeated, eagerly
âYeah,â she smiled. âLetâs do it. Letâs be unhinged and stupid and spontaneous. Letâs run!â
He grinned so wide it almost hurt. âGod, I love you.â
âI love you too.â
He kissed her again, slow and lingering, like sealing a promise with his lips.
In the silence they drifted off, tangled in warmth, quiet laughter, and the first taste of freedom and as they curled into each other, the night wrapped around them like a soft cocoon, full of dreams waiting to be chased.
Two Years Later
The bar was buzzing with laughter, glasses clinking and music humming in the background as a group of women gathered around a table, catching up after months apart. The conversation had danced from work stress to skincare routines and exes, until someone brought up her.
âHey⊠Speaking of which, has anyone heard from Y/n lately?â Mina asked, stirring the lime in her cocktail. âItâs been over a year since she just⊠dipped with that Nishinoya guy.â
A round of thoughtful hums and head shakes followed. Then Hana leaned forward, sipping from her wine glass with a secretive smile, thinking of her bestfriend...
âActually,â she said, âthey started a travel vlog together. Iâve been watching it religiously. You guys⊠Y/n⊠Sheâs like a whole different person now!â
âNo way,â someone whispered, eyes wide.
âIâm serious,â Hana laughed. âSheâs out there cliff diving, eating street food in Bangkok, hiking through rice paddies barefoot. She's glowing! Like⊠really glowing! Sheâs so bold now. Itâs wild seeing her like that! I love it!â
âAww, thatâs so sweet,â another friend said, unlocking her phone as she scrolled. âWait, they havenât posted in a while thoughâŠ? Has something happened?â
Hana nodded, just smiling. âYeah, they kinda disappeared. No updates in like⊠a month maybe?â
Curious, she pulled up their vlog channel, and then froze.
Her gasp cut through the noise of the bar.
âOh my god! Guys!â
âWhat?!â Mina blinked. âWhat happened? Is she okay?â
âLook!â Hana practically shoved her phone into the center of the table. âThey posted a new video. Like, just now!â
The girls leaned in, crowding around the screen.
The thumbnail alone made them squeal⊠Y/n in a simple short white sundress, barefoot on a sandy beach, flowers adorned in her hair and her smile brighter than the sun behind her. Nishinoya stood beside her in an open white shirt and loose pants, holding her hand like she was the only thing that mattered. Both of them adorned in floral garlands around their necksâŠ
The vlog opened with soft tropical music, the sound of waves crashing behind them as a small circle of locals cheered and threw flower petals over them. The wedding ceremony was casual, intimate, full of laughter and joy! The couple kissed as their marriage was being officiated and then⊠The camera caught Y/n giggling as she wiped away a tear, Nishinoya leaning down to kiss her belly before pulling her into his arms.
And there it wasâŠ.
The bump.
A very visible baby bumpâŠ.
âNo freaking way!!!!â one friend squealed
âOh my god!!! Sheâs pregnant?!â
Their squeals turned heads across the bar, but none of them cared. They watched as Nishinoya held her close, announcing, âOur life of adventure just got even better! Itâs not just the two of us anymore!â
The screen faded to a drone shot of the sun setting over the ocean, a new caption overlaying the scene: A New Adventure Begins.
Later That Evening â Somewhere in Southeast Asia
Y/n and Nishinoya sat on the cool sand, the golden sunset bleeding across the sky like watercolor. The ocean was calm now, whispering gentle waves onto the shore as they leaned against each other in post-wedding bliss.
His hands were cradling her belly, warm and steady, thumbs brushing over the fabric of her dress with unspoken tenderness.
âYou looked so beautiful todayâŠâ he muttered, his nose nuzzling against her temple.
She laughed softly, her hand resting over his. âYouâre lucky I didnât show up in my pajamas.â
âYou wouldâve still been the most beautiful bride on this entire planet.â
She turned her head to look at him, eyes shining. âDo you think weâre crazy? For leaving everything behind⊠for this life?â
He stilled for a moment, then kissed her shoulder gently.
âYouâre not crazy,â he murmured, his hands rubbing circles on her stomach. âYouâre brave. You chose happiness. You chose us.â
She let out a sigh, leaning into his chest. âI really am happy, Yuu⊠happier than Iâve ever been. But⊠Iâll miss this place. Weâve been so free hereâŠâ
âI know,â he said, his voice quiet but sure. âBut itâs time we go back. Just for a while. For the baby. We need doctors. A real bed, a nursery⊠A proper wedding too...â
She chuckled. âA real wedding?â
âExactly,â he grinned. âWith cheesy speeches and your father crying too much.â
âAnd then?â she asked, glancing down at their baby bump.
He kissed her cheek, looking at her bump. âThen⊠when our little oneâs old enough to walk, we go on one more big adventure. Just the three of us. Somewhere where we will make the best memories of our lives, even better than the ones weâve made this time.â
She hummed, imaging it, smiling softly ââŠAnd after that?â
He looked into her eyes, smiling so full and warm she thought her heart might melt.
âAfter that, we raise a wild, curious little explorer⊠and when theyâre old enough to travel on their own, you and I pick up where we left off. Just you and me again, until weâre slow and too wrinkly for beach sex...â
She bit her lip to stop the tears, smiling through them.
âYouâre really everything I ever wanted,â she whispered.
He kissed her softly, cradling her face. âYouâre everything I never thought I deserved.â
They sat there in silence for a while, the baby shifting gently between them.
Then she snorted. âDo you think the babyâs going to be tall like me or short like you?â
He blinked, offended. âExcuse meâŠYou know very well that Iâm fun-sized.â
âYouâre bite-sized.â She teased making him grin
âIâm aerodynamic,â he argued, placing a dramatic hand over his heart. âEngineered for speed and power⊠Our sex proves itâ
âOh my god!,â she laughed, falling back into his chest as he grinned proudly.
âTall or short, doesnât matter,â he whispered, kissing her one more time. âTheyâll be loved like crazy. Just like you are.â
She looked at him and he looked at her, his nose nuzzling hers,
âIâm so happy that I found youâŠâ She whispered and he hummed, cupping her cheek, closing the distance between their lips.
Runaway Bride (Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei x OC) (NSFW)
Chapter 8: The Dance We Don't Talk About (NSFW)
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The fright that she had felt before had melted long ago, now distracted by the tongue rolling inside her own mouth. Y/n had found herself perched onto his lap, Matsukawaâs fingers holding her jaw in place while his tongue played with hers. Soft grunts and moans were heard in the darkness of their space while hands wandered aimlessly.
She pulled away, tilting her head back to rest against his shoulder, a little nervous now. The first time had been different because they both were tipsy but this time, they were completely sober. Swallowing, she muttered quietly
âCan you turn off the lamp? Iâm a little embarrassedâ
He just grinned, his fingers flicking her nipples over her clothes, making her squirm.
âNo~â He purred into her ear, before his teeth cheekily nipped the shell of it. She held her breath when his large fingers creeped under the edge of her tank top, slowly revealing the skin of her stomach, his palms rubbing up her sides purposely slow, until he rolled the cloth just under her nipples.
âLast time, I went too hard on you. I didnât know it was your first⊠This time, I want you to remember every single thing and I want you enjoy it.â He muttered, kissing the back of her neck. She bit her bottom lip, teeth gnawing at her sensitve skin when his long fingers began slowly and gently stroking the bare undersides of her breasts. The way he rubbed her, definitely distracted her but it frustrated her too. He noticed how hard her nipples had already gotten from the way they were poking against the cotton material of her tank.
As much as he wanted to tease her, he swallowed his words. He did feel guilty about the way the one night stand went, he went too rough, completely unaware of the circumstances. Part of him just wanted her to realize just how pleasant his touch could be. He wondered if he was doing it because he was irritated at the idea of her befriending another man. He wouldnât admit it but he wanted to keep touching her until all she could think about was him.
Her breath deepened when his thumbs pushed her top up her breasts, letting them free. Matsukawa licked his bottom lip, wetting it before biting on it.
âYou have such pretty tits, PrincessâŠâ He muttered, hands palming each breast, massaging them ever so slowly⊠She could feel her skin raise, leaning even more into him, shuddering when he pressed his thumbs against each nipple
ââŠYouâre shaking⊠Do you like it when I do this?â He asked softly, controlling himself while he slowly circled her buds. She bit her lips, eyes closing, trying to hold in the moan threatening to spill from her pressed lips. He wasnât having it, his lips began kissing along her neck, fingers now twirling her nipples between them, he barely heard the small whine from her throat, mumbling sweet nothings to her, encouraging her
âDonât hide those sounds from me⊠You sound so hot when youâre feeling good that it makes me feel good tooâ
He pinched her nipples making her gasp sharply, curling over but he leaned over her, contining to tease her, fingers rubbing or flicking at her hard nubs, now making her moan.
âIssei~ Hah!â She breathed out, eyes lidding. He felt her hips move unintentionally against his lap, making him realize she was getting aroused. Letting go of her for a second, he stripped her completely of her top, before gripping her hand. She hummed, feeling him remove her hairtie from her wrist before he gathered her hair up, tying it away from her body. She wasnât sure how he did but the bun sure did feel messy however she didnât care at that point. Turning slighly to peek at him,
âIssei⊠Iâm coldâŠâ She hinted, wanting his attention back on her breasts and he understood, kissing her bare back between her shoulder blades, smirking against her skin
âWait honey, letâs get a little more comfortableâŠâ He cooed, his hand pressing against her chest as he leaned back on the pillows, making her follow laying against him. Y/n sighed, feeling heated when he shifted slightly, making her thighs straddle one of his.
âBetter?â He asked and she nodded, âY-Yeah, I guessâŠâ
He felt how damp her shorts were, pressed against his skin. He began rubbing the sides of her body, warming her up. One hand slid all the way up her body, holding her jaw between his thumb and middle finger, his pointer finger tapping at her lips
âOpen up, baby⊠Need you get it nice and wet for meâ He muttered, slipping his finger between her parted lips. She felt him rub and twirl her tongue between his fingers, grinning
âSucking on them so wellâŠâ He grunted, he felt himself getting aroused. The way her tongue moved was so clumsy and unsure, he practically shuddered from the way her lips tried their best, squeezing around his fingers, sucking on them. He wondered how they would feel wrapped around his cock. He felt dirty from getting turned on, imaging her struggle her, how clueless she would be trying to suck him off.
âThatâs enough, good girlâ
He pulled his digits out of her mouth, her chest heaving catching the breath she didnât realize she lost. However, she moaned when those same wet fingers began playing with her nipples again. She arched her back, her crotch rubbing against his thigh, making her mewl. He pressed his thigh harder against her covered pussy.
âCâmon, rub yourself against meâŠâ He groaned, encouraging her. She shook her head, it felt too vulgar to do that, despite how good it had felt just moments ago. Something about this brought shame to her. She felt so good from just her nipples being teased that her slit couldnât stop leaking juices, staining her grey shorts. She knew he saw that lgrowing wet patch between her legs but he lifted his hips, making her pussy rub against his thigh again, a little cry leaving her lips from the pleasurable pressure
âDonât hold back⊠Its just us here⊠You need to let go of whateverâs embarrassing you otherwise it wont be fun⊠I saw everything that night, so no need to feel embarrassed. Just focus on feeling goodâ
Matsukawa was soft and ever so gentle, he let go of her breasts, rolling her shorts down her legs. Now she lay completely nude, pressed on top of him. He bit his lip, shoving his thigh back in its place between her legs, his fingers tugging and rolling her nipples again. She closed her eyes, breathing heavier, slowly jutting and rubbing herself against him.
He could feel her slick wetness coating him, feeling her throbbing clit rub against him in need. Matsukawa kissed her neck, biting at it, making her moan out loud. The stimualtion was getting too much but he moved his hips, making hers move against his thigh. He praised her before his hands gripped her knees, forcing them apart. She tensed when he glided one hand down her stomach, the other reaching for her hand, bringing it towards her pussy
âW-What are you doing?â She panted and he hummed, kissing her cheek. He brought her hand towards her clit, she tried to pull away but his grip was firm.
âRub it, itâll feel really goodâ He purred into her ear, his other hand slipped under her thigh, fingers pressing against her pussy. She moaned when he slid two inside her, moving them around, stretching her slowly, feeling her throbbing walls
âFuck, youâre so soft⊠Feels like youâre trying to gobble my fingers up.â He groaned, scissoring his fingers. She closed her eyes, leaning into him, feeling the way his fingers slowly thrusted inside her, she bit her lip, but he pulled her finger from between her lips, pushing his thumb into her mouth
âBite on me, donât want you to hurt those pretty lipsâ He whispered before peppering her with sweet kisses, his nose nuzzled her cheek,
âCâmon baby, rub your clit for meâ
She hesitated for a second before letting her hand gravitate towards her core, her hips jerking into his palm when she touched herself
âThatâs it, thatâs my girl⊠Show me how you like being touchedâ He whispered in her ear. She felt the hair on the back of her neck stand, a chill shooting down her spine, moaning quietly while she touched herself. It felt incredibly lewd, from the way his own fingers fucked her to her rubbing her clit. Compared to last time, it didnât feel uncomfortable, it actually felt so much better. She felt so hot against him, the air conditioning didnât help at all. Her body was high on arousal, her moans getting louder when he began moving inside her faster, making her roll her hips. Matsukawa turned their bodies on their sides, his fingers still moving inside her as he spooned her. She let out a hot breath when she felt his crotch rub against her ass, grinding himself against her.
âI-Issei~â She mewled when his teeth bit onto the junction between her neck and shoulder, sucking hard until he was satisifed with the mark he left. She continued rubbing herself, panting harder and sharper when he got faster. He felt himself at the brink of arousal but he contained himself. Right now, he wanted her to feel good.
Only her
âGodâ Love the way you say my name like thatâŠâ He grunted, bumping his hips into her ass again. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his hand between them but it only made the sensation stronger. His free hand cupped a breast, pinching and rolling her nipple, making her cry out his name.
âIssei~â She panted, âThink Iâm gonnaââ
He pressed his body harder into her, his lips ghosted against her ear, âCumâ He grunted hotly into her ear. She rolled her hips harder into his palm, moaning when she felt that tight coil insid her snap, flooding herself on his fingers. Matsukawa found himself panting, his cock was throbbing, leaking precum, staining his boxers but he merely pulled his fingers out, moving her hand as he rolled her clit in circles, helping her ride out that orgasm until it was finally over.
She lay there in bliss, quietly catching her breath. She felt him move from her, getting up⊠She couldnât look at him, hearing him shuffle around before his weight dipped the mattress.
âHeyâŠâ He said softly, turning her onto her back, facing him. His fingers caressed her face, making her feel better when he petted the top of her head.
âDid that feel good?â He asked, she flushed, nodding timidly
âYes, it didâŠâ She said quietly and he hummed, telling her to sit up. She sat up, still feeling a little lost in haziness but he pressed the tip of his water bottle to her lips,
âDrink some waterâ He ordered her gently and she thanked him, that cold cold water was like heaven for her right now. She realized he had grabbed his shirt that he had removed earlier, throwing it over her head, covering her body. His kindness was really throwing her off, she hadnt seen this soft side of him. It was stirring something in her heart, making her swallow.
Her brows furrowed in confusion, looking at the erection straining against his boxers,
âUmâŠâ She started and he cocked his head, wriggling his brows,
âWhat?â
She bit her lip, hinting towards his erection. ââŠWould you like some help with thatâŠ?â She asked timidly and he just grinned, patting the top of her head,
âNah, I just wanted to distract you from that stupid movie you found scary⊠Iâll be fine, Iâll take of it in the shower anyways.â He said, getting up. She felt confused, wondering why he was rejecting her. His erection looked painful but he just smiled, covering her with the duvet,
âGet some sleep, Princessâ He said, making her lie down. She lay there, blinking in confusion. He sounded so turned on earlier and he was dismissing her now? Or was he truly being a gentleman, feeling guilty about last time.
She wasnât sure but all she knew was that, she didnât like it.
Matsukawa sighed, he tried to distract himself from what happened. She was just so ravishing under him, Y/n had no idea just how erotic she was⊠He pictured her lewd face, how delicious those lips looked, trapped between her teeth. He grunted, leaning his head against the shower wall, his hand fisiting at his engorged cock, as the hot water blasted over him
âIssei~â Her moans played on repeat in his mind, making his cock throb more. Leaning back, he closed his eyes for a moment, letting the shower spray over him. She was really doing a number on him.
Matsukawaâs eyes opened when he felt something, he stilled when arms wrapped around his front, her nude body pressing shyly against his back, making him turn his head. A little startled, when he caught her peaking shyly up at him
ââŠUm, helloâŠâ She said, cringing at how awkward she was⊠He raised a brow, a smirk growing on his lips,
âWhat? Too scared to sleep alone? And here I thought I did a great job at distracting youâ He feinged, trying to control himself. Looking at her, drenched and naked under the shower, she looked so sexy that he was internally trying to control his cock from spurting. She swallowed, looking at his throbbing cock, biting her lip again before looking at him
ââŠfeel goodâŠâ She mumbled, he barely caught onto what she was saying because of the blasting shower. Gripping her chin, he titled her head to look up at him, moving her wet hair from her eyes
âSay that againâŠ?â He hummed and she swallowed, cheeks heating before she caved,
âI said, its not fair that you distracted me⊠I also want to make you feel goodâŠâ
Matsukawa grit his teeth, especially when her hand gripped his cock, slowly stroking him as if she was testing the waters. He leaned over her against the wall for support, resting his head against his fist. She was shy, he practically towered over her and he felt like putty in her hands.
ââŠYouâre killing me hereâŠâ He groaned, making her pout
ââŠAm I not doing it right?â She asked and he grunted, one hand wrapping over hers, moving her hand over his shaft. She was clumsy, absolutely naĂŻve but it just turned him on.
âYouâre doing it so wellâŠâ He muttered, chest heaving slightly making her swallow when he made her grip even tighter on him. She could feel him throbbing against her palm, her eyes focused on his face. He looked flustered but oh so sexy under the shower, rivulets of water cascading down his toned body, those eyes were lidded with lust, looking like he wanted to devour her.
She quickly looked down, focusing on his cock trying to still her beating heart. His groan pierced her eyes, she swallowed, dropping to her knees. Matsukawaâs eyes opened watching her come closer, her lips parting but before she could go any further, he grabbed the back of her head, stopping her
âDonâtâŠâ He mutteredâŠ
âOh⊠I thought men liked thisâŠâ She said, feeling embarrassed. He grit his teeth once, shaking his head
ââŠHave you done this before?â He asked and she shook her head, âN-No⊠Is it hard?â
She asked innocently and he took a deep breath, his thumb rubbing her lips, feeling how soft they were.
âIts cute that you wanted to try but trust me, youâre not ready for my cock yetâŠâ
She furrowed her brows, a little annoyed at him but he knew her well, he held the back of her head. She stilled when he gripped his dick, his tip trailing her throat, caressing her skin all the way upto her lips, she parted them but he pulled her head further away
âPrincess, just trust me on this⊠Your throat wonât be able to handle it⊠We can practice next time but right now, its too earlyâŠâ
He saw the cute frowny pout grow on her lips, making him grin. He had to admit, seeing her wet and naked on her knees in front of him was enough to make him cum on the spot. He was going to imbed this image into his mind⊠His fingers squished her cheeks together, letting out an awe
ââŠalright Princess, since youâre so stubborn about making me feel good⊠How about you use your tongue?â
He almost laughed at how her shoulders perked, looking up at him with gleaming eyes,
âReally?â
Matsukawa grinned, cupping her face, his fingers caressing her cheek.
âNever thought Iâd see you so eager to blow meâ He said, making her blush. Grinning, he let go of her head, tapping his tip against her lips, wriggling his brows
âOpen your mouth and stick your tongue out⊠Yeah, just like thatâŠâ He muttered, eyes lidding looking at her lewd face. His fingers gripped her tongue, rolling it around between them,
âDamn, you look so naughty right now⊠Lick it back and forth, hereâŠâ He muttered, traching the underside of his cock. She swallowed, scooting closer. He leaned back against the shower wall, watching her grip his cock, her tongue rolling past her lips. Matsukawa bit his lips, pushing his wet hair back feeling her tongue rub up his shaft before trailing it back down. He groaned,
âFuckâŠââ
Her eyes lidded, it didnât taste as unpleasant as she expected, but he felt so hot against her tongue. She began exploring him with her tongue, she noticed his groans got a little louder when she reached his tip. Curious, she rolled her tongue over it, circling it making him grunt between gritted teeth, hips jutting lightly
Oh⊠So he liked thatâŠ
Matsukawaâs hands held her face, pushing her wet hair away from her face, giving her a dangerous look when she wrapped her lips around his tip, sucking on it.
âSuck on it harder, just the tip, rub your tongue under it while you suckâ He grunted, praising her when she listened, sucking with more intensity. He controlled himself from jutting his hips into her mouth, he definitely didnât want to choke her or scare her with his girth⊠Those lips he imagined wrapped around his cock, the last dew days⊠He never expected it to happen so soon and damn, was she doing a clumsy but amazing job
âSo fucking good⊠Iâm gonna cum alreadyâ He muttered, petting the top of her head. Hearing that made her giddy, she was wet between her legs again but she resisted the urge to touch herself, she wanted to focus on him like he did her. She saw his hand grip his neglected shaft, stroking it. She could taste the precum dribbling onto her tongue, lapping it up. Each lick made his toes curl, head tilting back. Matsukawa jerked himself harder before she pulled away, she wasnât prepared when he accidently spurted onto her face making her squeak but he was lost in his own haze of lust, spurting ropes of cum on her chest and faceâŠ
She was lost in a daze, watching him cum. He looked so utterly hot, panting hard, shuddering from how he was stroking himself above her. This felt absolutely unreal and she knew she was never going to forget this sinful moment from her mindâŠ
It took him a few moments to calm down until his eyes dropped onto her form, he froze embarrassed from how her sweet face looked alarmed up at him, covered in his cum.
âShit⊠I didnât realize⊠Sorry Princess, it just felt too goodâŠâ He muttered, his hands hooking themselves under her arms, lifting her to stand. Y/n just giggled,
ââŠWell, Iâm glad⊠Although a heads up, wouldve been niceâŠâ She pouted, Matsukawa hushed her, pushing her under the hot water, his hand washed her face, ridding it from any remaining essence before he lathered her body up, cleaning her up. Y/n felt at ease, from his kindess. He dried her off nicely before towelling her head, that she felt quite comfortable, almost like they were a real couple from how he was making her drink water with him, asking her if she wanted to eat anything but she shook her head, telling him she wanted to sleepâŠ
That he (they) had work tomorrow.
Matsukawa hummed, he helped her change the sheets before settling down into the bed. They faced each other, looking into each otherâs eyes. She wasnât sure what to say but he cleared his throat, extending his arm
ââŠIf you still feel scared⊠you can cling onto meâŠâ He muttered, making her heart skip a beat. Matsukawa himself felt flustered but he remained cool,
âIâm used to it now⊠So Iâm just offering you my comfort now because I know when I wake up, youâre gonna be stuck to my side like a koala anywaysâŠâ
They both chuckled and she found herself scooting closer to him, she was sleepy now but she felt comforted, pressing her face against his chest. He stiffened for a second before relaxing and dropping his arm over her
ââŠThanks Issei⊠I feel better nowâŠâ She muttered softly and he hummed, rubbing her back in small circles
âNight PrincessâŠâ He muttered, watching her fall asleep before swallowingâŠ
~
The next morning, Matsukawa sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his curls as he buttoned up his dress shirt. He glanced at Y/n, who was sitting on the other side, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her pajama shorts. She was acting⊠strange.
Was it because of last night?
She kept glancing at the clock, shifting every few seconds like she was waiting for something. Or maybe, more accurately, waiting for him to leave.
His lips curled slightly. âWhatâs up with you?â
Y/n stiffened. âNothing.â
âMm.â Matsukawa tilted his head, watching her for a beat longer. He could always tell when she was lying, but he didnât push. Instead, he smirked, leaning in slightly. âYouâre acting sketchy.â
âIâm not acting sketchy,â she defended quickly. Too quickly.
âOhhh,â he drawled, amused. âI get it now.â
She frowned. âGet what?â
âYouâre still shy about last night.â His smirk deepened as her face turned red.
Her mouth opened, then closed. âIâI am notââ
He reached out and casually petted her head. âDonât worry. Itâs cute...â
She shoved his hand off. âGo to work already!â
Chuckling, Matsukawa straightened up, grabbing his blazer. He looked like he was about to leave but then paused by the door, turning to her. She looked up at him when he approached her, he had a sly smirk, crouching down âBy the wayâŠâ He shot her a lazy grin. He said, giving her a peck on the lips, taking her back Â
âTry not to think about my cock too much todayâŠâ he said, bringing her back and she clicked her tongue, blushing furiously, ears burning
âJerk!â
She threw a pillow at him.
He laughed, dodging it easily before heading out.
Downstairs, he slid into his car and turned the key in the ignition.
The engine let out a weird rattling noise, again.
He clicked his tongue. âShit. I need to get this checked.â
Maybe Junya-san knew a good place.
Meanwhile, Y/n waited, listening carefully for the sound of his car disappearing down the street. The moment it was gone, she jumped up, rushing to get ready.
She had a job to get to.
And Matsukawa couldnât find out.
The workshop was bustling when she arrived, engines humming, wrenches clinking against metal. She inhaled the scent of grease and gasoline, grinning to herself.
She belonged here.
Or at least, she thought she did, until Daigo crushed her enthusiasm.
âYouâre on probation for the next month,â he said bluntly.
Her jaw dropped. âA month?!â
âYeah,â he said, leaning against a workbench. âYouâre not touching shit until you understand protocols, safety instructions, and I decide youâre ready.â
Y/n gritted her teeth. âButâŠâ Daigo raised a brow,
âSorry Dolly but no buts,â Daigo cut her off. âFor now, youâre stuck with desk work.â
She groaned. âThis sucks.â
âGlad weâre on the same page, Dolly.â
She pouted, ââŠmy name is Y/nâŠâ She muttered and Daigo grinned, âDonât care.â
Riku wandered in, holding a box of coffees in his hands, grinning. âMorning Folks, thought Iâd drop by before my shift startsâŠâ He grinned at Y/n, putting a coffee on her little desk, âFirst day, huh? Howâs it going?â
Y/n shot him a look. âIâm basically a glorified secretary.â
Riku snorted. âTough break... But I told ya most of it was gonna be desk workâ
Daigo handed her a stack of papers. âSpeaking of which, start with these. Fill out your info⊠Gotta make your ID.â
Y/n sighed, flipping through them. Name, address⊠Easy Peasy. But then she got to emergency contact and hesitated.
She looked up at Daigo, ââŠUm, say if something happens to me? Do you really need to call my emergency contactâŠ? Canât you or Riku just take me to the hospital?â She said to him
There was a beat of silence.
ââŠWait,â Riku blinked, grabbing the form. âYouâre married!?â
Y/n stiffened. Shit.
She forced a casual shrug. âUh. Not exactly, Iâm⊠Engaged.â She said through gritted teeth. Daigo raised a brow, looking at the young woman, his eyes galnced at her hand, raising a brow
Daigo snorted. âNo ring?â
âI donât have one yet,â She lied. âWe just moved here⊠Issei proposed to me on an impulse because he got offered a chance at a promotion here⊠So I came withâŠâ She tried justifying.
âYou just hesitated before writing his name,â Daigo pointed out. âDoes he not know you got a job?â
She hesitated before reluctantly muttering, âUm wellâŠ. He⊠doesnât want me to work.â
Daigo scoffed. âLet me guess⊠He wants to be the provider, thinks you should stay home while he plays breadwinner?â
Y/n immediately shook her head. âItâs not like that! Heâs justâheâsââ
âOkay and say something happens to you? Iâm not supposed to call ya husband and tell him you died or something? Howâs that gonna look?â Daigo said and she paused, before letting out an awkward laugh.
Why was she defending him?
âWell, if I die⊠Heâs gonna find out since he works at the Funeral Home in this areaâŠâ She laughed but both the men exchanfed glances.
âWait, wait, your husband works with Junya-san? I didnât expect that⊠You donât look likeâŠâ Riku said and she raised a brow,
âI donât look like⊠What? You know Junya-san?â She asked and Riku felt awkward,
âNevermind, I just didnât expect you to be with someone that manages funerals⊠Kinda metal⊠So to be honest, Iâm not surprised⊠Everyone knows Junya, heâs managed most funerals for everyone in this part of the city. Heâs buried generations of family members, heâs well respected by the communityâŠâ Riku explained and Y/n hummed, glancing at Daigo. Daigo didnât look convinced, but before he could say anything else, one of the other mechanics called him away.
Y/n sighed, rubbing her temples.
Great. Now sheâd accidentally made Matsukawa look like some controlling asshole. But it wasnât like anyone here would ever encounter himâŠ
Still, as the days went by, she grew more comfortable in the shop. At first, the guys werenât sure what to make of her, but soon enough, she won them over with her quick wit and stubborn attitude.
âSheâs actually pretty fun,â one of them admitted during lunch break.
âYeah, she brings us food, too! Like a little workshop Mama.â
âHey!â Y/n protested. âI am not your mom... Especially when Iâm decades younger than most of you! Practically a baby!â She said making them chuckle
Daigo huffed but didnât disagree. In truth, heâd sort of grown fond of her too, though heâd never admit it. The guys even started sneaking her in to help with engines, that is, until Daigo caught them.
âYou idiots,â he groaned. âIf she gets injured, itâs on my ass.â
âBut boss, sheâs actually pretty goodââ
Daigo pinched the bridge of his nose, looking at her round her eyes, pouting slightly making him sigh.
ââŠFine. Just donât be stupid or reckless otherwise that husband of yers, hes gonna hang ya ass.â
Y/n grinned.
She loved this job.
So when, more days went in, she found herself sitting and glumly filling out more paperworkâŠ
âOye Dolly! Câmere, Daigoâs pissed!â One of the mechanics called and she immediately stood up, hearting beating a little. They suddenly called her into the workshop, she got nervous.
Had she screwed up? She did play around with someoneâs motorbike but she sorted out the issue⊠She thought of a million things, walking into the workshop,
But thenâ
A loud âSURPRISE!â rang through the air, scaring here and Y/n blinked in confusion as she took in the small celebration was set up for her.
The guys had gotten her a cake, surrounding it as they grinned before calling her closer to present her a gift. She was shy, opening the box, taking note of the blue materialâŠ
âA jacket?â She asked making them laugh, âOpen it up!â She unfolded it and gasped, laughing, âNo way!â
It was a personalized boiler suit, just like everyone elses however it had her real name embroided on the front and Dolly embroided in big bold letters on the back,
âWelcome to the team, Dollyâ Riku grinned, handing it to her.
Y/n beamed, holding it up. It was so small compared to theirs.
âI love it! Thank you so much! How knew a bunch of greasy men like you could be so adorable!â She laughed
âJesus, thatâs uniform is tiny,â one of them laughed. âYouâre like a fun-sized mechanic.â Another joked and she laughed, excitedly slipping it on over her clothes. âHow do I look!?â
âLike youâll get lost in the tool cabinet,â someone joked, making her playfully shove him.
Daigo stood off to the side, arms crossed. He acted indifferent, going into his office.
âHeh, Daigoâs tryna act all cool but it was his ideaâŠâ One joked and she raised a brow,
âReally?â She askked and they nodded,
âYeah, the boss has been reading up online on something called âDiversity and Inclusivityâ⊠Seeing as youâre the first gal to work here with us. Said it could be uncomfortable but wanted to make ya know that we see ya as part of our teamâ
Y/n felt flattered, that was actually really sweet, she didnât expect that from him. She thought Riku was the one that planned it⊠She looked at the closed door of Daigoâs office before going back to chat with everyone.
Later, she found him in his office, a plate of cake in her hand.
âHey,â she said softly. âThanks... Daigo-san.â
Daigo glanced at her placing the plate of his desk, then shrugged. âItâs nothing.â
Y/n smiled. âStill. It means a lot⊠Thank you for giving me the chance to work with you, I promise I wonât let you downâ
For a second, Daigo just looked at her. Then, his lips curled slightly in a small smile.
âYouâre a promising addition to the shop⊠I think youâre really smart Dolly... In a few years, I can see you bringing a lot of new stuff into this placeâ he admitted.
Her chest warmed.
Then she checked the time.
Her heart dropped.
âAh shitâIsseiâs gonna be home soon!â
She scrambled, shoving her things into her locker before bolting out the door.
Daigo shook his head, watching her go.
ââŠSheâs ridiculous,â he muttered.
But, deep down, he was kind of glad she was here.
~
When Y/n got home, she was still buzzing from the welcome party at the shop. It had been such a simple gesture, but it meant a lot. She hadnât expected to fit in so quickly, but somehow, she had. The guys had accepted her, Daigo wasnât as much of a hard-ass as sheâd thought, andâŠ
Her heart stopped the moment she stepped inside and saw Matsukawa already home.
Shit.
He was sitting on the couch, one arm draped lazily over the backrest, watching her with an unreadable expression. His tie was loosened, blazer discarded, and he looked like heâd been home for a while. She swallowed, keeping her cool as she kicked off her shoes. âHey Issei! Youâre home early.â
Matsukawa arched a brow, glancing at the clock. âYouâre home late... What have you been upto?â He causally asked
Y/n shrugged, making her way toward the kitchen. âI just strolled around town.â
He hummed, eyes narrowing slightly as he watched her move. Something felt off. She wasnât fidgeting or avoiding eye contact, but there was a certain effort to her casual tone.
Still, he didnât press.
Instead, he leaned back and smirked. âWerenât missing me too much, were you?â
Y/n scoffed, opening the fridge. âYou wish.â
His smirk widened, but he let it go.
As she poured herself a glass of water, she suddenly remembered something and perked up.
âOh! I almost forgot.â
Matsukawa tilted his head. âForgot what?â
âThereâs this event happening at a beach bar this weekend,â she said, turning to face him. âLive music, cocktails, good vibes⊠Riku and his girlfriend are going, and they invited us too. I wanted to introduce to you themâ
His smirk twitched at the mention of Riku.
Still, he kept his tone neutral. âYou wanna go?â
Y/n nodded. âYeah. It sounds fun... Plus I want you to meet Riku and make friends, heâs actually really sweet.â
Matsukawa stretched, pretending to consider it. âMmm. Guess it wouldnât be the worst way to spend a weekend... I havent partied in ages, probably since Oikawa left for Argentinaâ
She rolled her eyes. âSo dramatic. Just say yes.â
She wondered who Oikawa was but she was more excited about him accepting Rikuâs invite.
He chuckled, shaking his head. âFine. Weâll go.â
Y/n beamed. âGreat! Iâll let them know.â
As she pulled out her phone, Matsukawa exhaled through his nose, watching her.
Then, a thought crossed her mind, and she smirked.
âWait⊠you can dance, right?â
Matsukawa blinked. âHah?â
She tilted her head, eyes gleaming with mischief. âAt the beach bar. If thereâs music, that means thereâs dancing. And for some reason, I highly doubt you can dance.â
His smirk returned instantly. âYou doubt me?â
She shrugged. âYou donât exactly scream good dancer⊠Plus its kinda funny to think a future Funeral Director can dance well at a clubâ
Matsukawa scoffed, standing up. âYou wound me with such assumptions, Princess.â
Before she could react, he grabbed the remote and flicked through the TV until he landed on a random music channel. A sultry, rhythmic beat filled the room. Y/nâs teasing smirk faltered.
âW-What are you doing?â she stammered, suddenly on edge.
Matsukawa turned to her, smirking lazily. âProving a point.â
Before she could escape, he stepped closer, grabbing her hands and pulling her against him. Her breath hitched as his warmth enveloped her, his firm chest pressed against hers.
âRelax,â he murmured. âJust follow my lead.â
Y/n swallowed hard. He moved smoothly, his hands guiding her hips as he swayed them in sync with the beat. He twirled her once, his grip firm but effortless, before pulling her back against him, his body flush against hers.
She definitely wasnât prepared for the way he rolled his hips, the friction sending a wave of heat through her. Her fingers instinctively curled against his shirt as her breath hitched.
Matsukawa chuckled. âStill think I canât dance?â
She wanted to answer. She wanted to roll her eyes and call him a show-off. But she couldnât form a single coherent thought.
Especially when he leaned in, his breath brushing against her ear.
Her heart raced. Was he about to kiss her?
She closed her eyes when his lips barely ghosted over hers before he suddenly pulled away, smirking as he stepped back.
 âI dance better than youâre two left feetâŠâ he murmured casually.
And just like that, he walked off, heading for the bathroom without another word.
Y/n stood frozen, blinking in shock.
Her fingers curled into fists.
ââŠAsshole,â she muttered under her breath, face burning.
Runaway Bride (Timeskip!Matsukawa Issei x OC) (NSFW)
Chapter 7: A Lesson in Learning
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Chapter 7
Matsukawa stood in front of the small mirror near the entrance, adjusting his tie with practiced ease. The black suit, crisp and perfectly fitted, gave him a refined and polished look, one that didnât match his usual laid-back personality. Y/n sat on the couch, watching him out of the corner of her eye as she lazily sipped on a cup of tea. It should be illegal for a future funeral director to look this good.
"You know, for someone about to spend his day surrounded by dead people, youâre looking suspiciously good. Off to impress some widows?," she mused, smirking behind her cup.
Matsukawa turned slightly, catching her amused gaze in the mirror. "Should I be concerned that you find that hot?"
She rolled her eyes, setting her cup down. "Donât flatter yourself. Iâm just saying you clean up well for someone whose job is all doom and gloom."
Matsukawa smirked, finally turning to face her. "Well, I do have a reputation to uphold and an impression to make. I dress well because Iâm managing the services, its respectful to the familiesâŠ"
"Right. And what does a day in the glamorous world of funeral directing look like?"
He sighed dramatically, raisinng two fingers. "Two funerals today. Hisashiâs handling the morning service, and Iâll be in charge of the evening one. Just an average day of guiding people through grief and making sure nobody tries to throw themselves into an open casket."
Y/n winced. "Dark."
He shrugged. "It actually happens more often than youâd think."
"Remind me to never go to a funeral youâre hosting," she muttered.
Matsukawa smirked as he grabbed his keys and made his way toward the door. Before stepping out, he glanced back at her. "What about you? Got any exciting plans today or you gonna laze around here?"
She stretched her arms above her head, feigning deep thought. "Hmm, well, I was thinking of deep-cleaning this disaster of an apartment we call a home. And then, if I feel extra generous, maybe Iâll make dinner."
His eyebrows lifted slightly. "Cooking for me already? Careful, Princess. You might start enjoying this whole âwifeyâ act."
She scoffed, grabbing a pillow from the couch and chucking it at him. "Get out before I change my mindâŠ"
Matsukawa caught it with ease, his laughter deep when he flung it back at her face, amused at her annoyed reaction as he stepped outside.
âSee you later, honeyâ He teased, winking at her, catching her off-guard.
As soon as the door clicked shut, Y/n exhaled deeply.
It was strange. They had gone back to normal since that night. No awkward conversations, no stolen glances, just the same playful banter they always had. But beneath the surface, she could feel it.
Something had changed.
Cleaning the studio apartment didnât take long. Since the space was small, she finished in under an hour, leaving her with too much free time and nothing to distract her thoughts. To keep herself occupied, she decided to follow through with her idea of making Matsukawa a special dinner (not that he deserved it). After making a quick grocery list, she slipped out of the door and stepped out into the bustling streets.
At the store, she moved through the aisles with ease, picking out everything she needed for cheese-filled hamburg steaks. Just as she reached the checkout, she pulled out the debit card Matsukawa had given her⊠and hesitated.
The sudden guilt hit her like a brick.
She had been spending his money so freely⊠Buying things without a second thought. Salon visits, small indulgences, groceries⊠everything she needed, she just took, because Matsukawa had made it so easy. He never actually said anything to her about the money she used.
But why was he paying for everything?
Sure, their fake relationship benefited them both, but it wasnât fair. He said he would take care of rent and giving her an allowance but this felt too greedy on her end. At the time, she was desperate but now⊠it just felt wrong.
She frowned, sliding the card back into her pocket after paying for the grocceries.
I need to start paying my own way.
As she walked back through town, her mind raced.
What kind of job can I even get here?
She didnât have paperwork. She couldnât exactly apply for an office job. But she didnât want to sit around all day, living off someone elseâs income.
Customers in line shifted impatiently, their frustration growing as time passed as they made comments and remarks about the subpar service, making her frown. Y/n tilted her head, watching him fumble with the machine. After a moment, she stood up and casually walked over.
"Itâs jammed," she commented.
The barista turned, startled to see her standing so close. "Uh yeah, I know genius."
She leaned over the counter slightly. "Mind if I take a look?"
He gave her a skeptical look. "Itâs a bit complicatedâ"
Ignoring him, she stepped behind the counter, slipping past him to inspect the machine. He looked startled but didnât stop her. She pressed a few buttons, twisted a knob, and with a small adjustment, the machine whirred back to life.
The barista blinked. "Youâhow did youâ?"
She smirked. "It wasnât that complicated."
Customers cheered as he quickly resumed making drinks, sneaking glances at her while he worked. Y/n continued to eat and she kept thinking about where to find work, scrolling on her phone looking online. Oblivious to the stares that she was getting from the barrista.
Once the rush had died down, he wiped his hands on a towel and leaned against the counter. âI havenât seen you around beforeâŠ"
Y/n looked at him, she hesitated for a second before shrugging. "Just moved here recently."
"Really?" He perked up. "That explains it, usually in this area, we all almost know each other. Iâm Riku, by the way. Owner of this place."
"Y/n," she replied.
Riku eyed her with mild curiosity. "So, what brings you to town? Work?"
She opened her mouth, hesitating for a second before simply nodding. "Something like that."
He seemed to catch onto her vague answer but didnât press. Instead, he rested his elbows on the counter. "Well, if youâre working here now, then you probably already have a job lined up, huh?"
"Actually⊠no," she admitted. "I was just thinking about looking for something."
His interest piqued. "Oh? What kind of work?"
"Something that doesnât require paperwork," she admitted. "Preferably not soul-crushing."
Riku hummed, tapping his fingers against the countertop. Then, his eyes lit up.
"Do you know anything about cars and engines?"
Y/n furrowed her brows. "A little⊠Why?"
"My uncle owns a repair shop. Heâs been looking for someone to help out. Most of itâs desk work, handling logistics, keeping track of inventory, accounting... But you will get your hands dirty every now and then," he warned.
Her curiosity sparked.
She had always been good with machines, fixing things, understanding mechanics. The idea of working in a repair shop actually sounded⊠kind of interesting. She loved studying about technology and engineering, in faxt, she had actually wanted to work in the industry where one created machines for medical procedures. (AN: Idk what this is called irl, sorry)
"Where can I find it?" she asked.
Riku grinned. "Iâll take you there myself. My shiftâs almost ending anyways"
~
The repair shop was exactly what Y/n had imagined, loud, greasy, and filled with the scent of motor oil and burnt rubber. Tools clanked, tires screeched, and the air buzzed with the sound of heavy machinery.
Testosterone practically oozed from every surface.
Everywhere she looked, there were men, some covered in oil, others laughing as they exchanged crude jokes. Not a single woman in sight.
Despite that, she wasnât as intimidated as she thought sheâd be.
The moment she stepped inside, however, an eerie silence fell over the shop.
The men, mid-laugh, mid-wrench-turning, mid-coffee-sipping, all froze. Their eyes snapped toward the woman standing next to Riku. Peering at her, their gazes almost felt piercing.
Y/n felt their gazes. The air suddenly smelled less like motor oil and more like judgement.
Riku sighed, muttering under his breath, âGod, theyâre dramatic.â Then, he stepped forward, raising a hand in greeting. âOye, quit staring like youâve never seen a woman before.â
One of the older mechanics wiped his hands on a dirty rag, smirking. âHavenât seen one here, thatâs for damn sure. Whatâd you bring her for? You cheating on your girlfriend?â
Riku scoffed. âLike hell I would... I brought her to meet Uncle.â
The older mechanic laughed, letting out a whistle making her raise a brow, âYou brought her to meet Daigo, thisâll be richâŠâ
He turned and called out, âYo, Daigo! You got a minute?â
Y/n expected an old man with gray hair and a permanent oil stain on his overalls.
Instead,she froze when a rugged man, probabbly in his mid-thirties walked out from behind a car, wiping sweat from his forehead with his forearm. He had a sharp jawline, a bit of stubble, and a lean but muscular build that showed he wasnât just standing around barking orders all day, he actually worked.
His sharp brown eyes flickered to her, then to Riku. âSup Riku, whoâs your little friend?â
She furrowed her brows, holding back a rude remark and Riku gestured at her. âThis is Y/n. Sheâs looking for work.â
Daigo raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. âAnd?â
ââŠAnd you happened to be looking for someone.â Riku leaned against a workbench, smirking. âI promise ya, sheâs good with machines.â
One of the mechanics snorted. âWhat sorta machines?â
Riku scowled. âShe fixed my coffee machine todayâ
The men howled with laughter, echoing in the shop while Daigo stood there, analysing the young woman, his face remained stoic.
âOh, come on, fixing a damn coffee machine? Thatâs nothing!â one of them cackled. âEven my dumbass cousin could do thatâŠâ
Y/n folded her arms, unimpressed. âRight. Because working with high-pressure steam valves, thermal fuses, and solenoid pumps is just as easy as changing a tire?â
SilenceâŠ
Y/n felt smug⊠Yeah, that shut them up.
The mechanic who had been laughing the hardest scratched his head. âI mean⊠yeah, sure, but cars arenât the same thing, dolly. You think you can just waltz in here and understand engines just cause you fixed one coffee machine?â
Y/n didnât answer. Instead, something behind them caught her eye.
An automatic car sat on a lift, its hood popped open as two mechanics hovered around it. She walked toward it, peering at the engine as the group of men followed behind her, respecting the distance between them even with her back turned.
âWhatâs wrong with it?â she asked casually.
The men exchanged glances. One of them finally spoke up, bluntly answering. âEngine jam. Fuel pump ainât workinâ right.â
Just as one of them started explaining further, Daigo lifted a hand, stopping them.
His sharp gaze met Y/nâs.
âYou seem pretty confident,â he said slowly. âLetâs put that to the test. You tell me whatâs wrong and Iâll hire ya on the spot.â
Riku frowned. âCome on, Daigo. Thatâs unreasonable. She just got hereââ
âIâll do it.â Y/n answered.
Riku turned to her, blinking. âY/n⊠Câmon donât be stubborn. Daigoâs a jerkâŠâ
She held up a hand, cutting him off. âI said, Iâll do it. Daigoâs a jerk but Iâm worse, Iâm stubborn.â
Daigo smirked. âAlright then, Dolly. Figure out the problem. You get it right? Then weâll talk.â
The men watched as Y/n stepped closer to the car.
She rolled up her sleeves, eyes narrowing as she examined the engine.
A jammed fuel pump, huh?
She didnât ask questions. Instead, she ran her fingers along the tubing, checking for blockages. The mechanics whispered to each other as she silently worked, waiting for her to fumble or give up.
But she didnât.
After a moment, she looked around and saw the tool box on the floor, she reached for a wrench.
Daigoâs eyebrow twitched. She didnât even hesitate?
She loosened a bolt, adjusted a valve, andâ
Click.
The jam released.
The engine let out a low hum as it settled into its natural state, and Y/n turned back to face them, smug as hell.
The men stood in stunned silence.
One of them finally muttered, âWell, Iâll be damned.â
Y/n grinned, âIts 2025 gentleman⊠You shouldnât be surprised that a woman can also do a manâs jobâ She answered, amusing them as they grinned, admitting defeat.
She smirked at Daigo, tilting her head to look up at him. âSo, do I start tomorrow, or do you want to negotiate my salary firstâŠ?â
Daigo let out a sharp laugh, shaking his head in amusement.
âAlright, alright. Youâve got balls, Iâll give you that.â His lips curled into a grin. âCome, letâs talk in my office, Dolly.â
The men let out a mix of groans and laughter, already seeing what was coming, this girl was going to shake things up around here. Riku sighed in relief, muttering under his breath, âThis is either the best or worst thing thatâs ever happened.â
Y/n just grinned.
She was looking forward to a brand new day.
~
Matsukawa sat in his office, fingers tapping idly against the desk, while Hisashi continued his self-congratulatory speech.
"Flawless execution, if I do say so myself," Hisashi declared, stretching his arms behind his head like heâd just won a championship game. "Junya-san actually complimented me today. Said I handled things with grace and professionalism."
Matsukawa exhaled sharply through his nose. "Amazing. Do you want a round of applause? Someone passed away Hisashi-san⊠Show a bit fo respect."
Hisashi smirked, undeterred. "Just saying, itâs nice to be appreciated. You should try it sometimeâŠâ
Matsukawa barely acknowledged him. His focus was on the schedule in front of him, specifically on the evening service. Hisashi sighed, clearly noticing Matsukawaâs distracted state. "Whatâs up with you?"
"Nothing," Matsukawa muttered, though the knot forming in his stomach suggested otherwise.
The morning service had been⊠normal. A standard funeral for an elderly man who had lived a long, full life. The hall had been packed, children, grandchildren, old friends, colleagues. The room had been filled with people mourning but also celebrating his life.
The evening service Matsukawa had to manage, however, was different.
He stared at the name of the deceased.
She had barely made it into adulthood, twenty-two years old. A young woman who had fallen ill, passed away quietly in the hospital, and was now being sent off with little ceremony. Unlike the morning service, this one wouldnât be filled with stories of long-lived happiness or generations of love.
According to the records, she had no parents. No listed siblings. No family, really.
Just a handful of friends who had pooled their money together to give her a humble but respectful farewell.
A faint heaviness settled in his chest.
He had seen plenty of lonely funerals before. It came with the job. But something about this one got under his skin.
Or rather, someone else came to mind.
He abruptly pushed back his chair, standing up. Hisashi barely had time to react before Matsukawa was already heading toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Hisashi called out, confused.
"To check on something."
"On what? The dead aren't going anywhereâ"
Matsukawa slammed the door shut behind him, cutting Hisashi off.
The funeral home was eerily quiet as he made his way through the hallway, past the dimly lit corridors, until he reached the room where they kept the bodies before the services.
The cold air hit him as he stepped inside, a stark contrast to the warm, muggy atmosphere of the office. The room smelled of sterile linen and faintly of the lingering incense from earlier services.
There, in the center, lay the young woman.
She looked peaceful.
Almost too peaceful.
Her hands were neatly placed over her stomach, a thin white sheet covering her body up to her shoulders. Her face was expressionless, her lips slightly parted as if she had one last thought before passing.
Matsukawa stood over her, arms crossed, his gaze heavy.
His chest tightened.
He didnât know her. Didnât know her story. But the more he stared, the more his mind began to wander.
Had she been scared?
Had she fought hard to live?
Had she been waiting for someone who never came?
She had no family listed. But at least she had friends. People who had loved her enough to grieve her loss.
Would Y/n have the same?
His jaw tensed.
She was alone.
No mother. No siblings. Her real father was never in the picture, and her stepfather⊠that man didnât count as family.
He thought back to her smile, the way she threw herself into banter with him so easily, the way she challenged him, the way she tried so hard to act like she was fine.
She had run away from everything, from everyone.
Where would she go once this was all over?
Would she just keep running?
If she died tomorrow, who would cry for her?
Matsukawa clenched his fists at the thought. It made him angry.
Why, he wasnât sure.
But as he stood there, looking at the girl who had been loved just enough to be remembered, he couldnât shake the sinking feeling that if things had been different, if Y/n had been born into another family, given the love she deserved, maybe her life wouldnât have been filled with so much struggle.
And maybe, just maybe, he wouldnât be thinking about her right now.
Matsukawa stood in silence, staring down at the young woman before him. The sterile coldness of the room clung to him, the weight in his chest growing heavier with each passing second. His fingers curled into his palms as he forced himself to breathe, the only sound in the room being the soft hum of the overhead lights.
Then, the door creaked open.
"Ah," came a low voice, steady but solemn. "So youâre here."
Matsukawa turned his head slightly, watching as Junya, his boss, stepped into the room. The older man moved with quiet authority, his gaze settling on the lifeless girl. He exhaled, slow and deep, hands slipping into the pockets of his black slacks.
For a long moment, neither of them spoke.
Then Junya muttered, "Itâs always harder when theyâre young."
Matsukawa glanced at him. His boss wasnât a man of many words, but when he did speak, it carried weight.
Junya continued, his gaze never leaving the girlâs still face. "This morningâs funeral was easy. An old man, a long life lived, a family to mourn him. He had stories to be told, people to pass on his memories." He let out a quiet sigh. "But this one⊠she barely had a chance."
Matsukawa didn't respond.
Junyaâs voice softened. "I donât know about you, but the longer I work this job, the more I realize that every single day is a blessing. Itâs easy to forget, but⊠all it takes is a moment. One second, and itâs over. No warnings. No second chances."
Matsukawaâs jaw tightened.
"Thatâs why," Junya continued, "you should cherish every moment you have with your loved ones."
Junya gave him a knowing look. "Maybe. But I overheard Hisashi earlier, gloating about how smoothly his funeral went." He shook his head. "I donât care for perfection. What I admire is what youâre doing right now."
Matsukawa raised a brow. "Standing around?"
Junya smirked faintly before shaking his head. "No. Respecting the dead. Coming here to offer a thought or prayer. Comforting a lonely soul as she passes on. Itâs not about the ceremony, the timing, or the execution, itâs about acknowledging them. Thatâs what matters."
Matsukawa hummed, glancing back at the girl. "Itâs not an easy job, thatâs for sure."
"No. It isnât."
Matsukawa tilted his head, exhaling through his nose. "It can get to you. The emotional weight of it all. Most people wouldnât be able to handle it."
"But you can?"
He smirked faintly. "Yeah. I can."
Junya studied him, nodding once. "Good. Itâs not something everyone is suited for."
Matsukawa didnât respond immediately. Instead, his mind drifted.
There had been difficult funerals before. Ones that had been far heavier than this.
One, in particular.
But he didnât talk about it.
Instead, as he gazed at the girl before him, another face came to mind
Y/n.
Alone in the apartment. Alone in this town.
He had left her there, assuming sheâd be fine, but was she?
Would she be okay when this whole charade was over?
His lips pressed together in thought.
Maybe he should take her out this weekend.
Not just to get her out of the apartment, but to⊠help.
She needed to make friends. He could ask Junya if there were any social circles or maybe take her for that swimming lesson he had promised her. Either way, heâd make sure she had a reason to keep looking forward.
Because no one deserved to be forgotten.
~
Matsukawa had expected silence when he came home, maybe the dim glow of the city through the windows, the quiet hum of the apartment, and Y/n already curled up on the couch, half-asleep under a blanket.
Instead when he opened the doorâŠ
Pop!
A burst of silly string and confetti exploded onto his head.
He froze mid-step, blinking as the strands of string tangled into his curls. In front of the entrance, Y/n stood with her hands behind her back, a barely-contained grin spreading across her face.
âSurprise!â She sang
Matsukawa raised a brow, dragging a hand down his face. ââŠThe hell is this?â
âA celebration for your first day at work,â she chirped, stepping forward to pluck the string from his hair. His lips parted slightly as his gaze finally registered her. She was wearing a soft sundress, light and airy, the kind that made her look like she belonged in a summer magazine. Over it, she wore a frilly apron, tied neatly at the waist, completing the image of a picture-perfect housewife.
His jaw clenched.
She looked damn cute.
So domestic. Too comfortable. Too real.
ââŠAfter our conversation this morning, you do realize I work at a funeral home, right?â he muttered, eyes flicking away.
Y/n huffed, tilting her head. âYeah, so?â
âSo,â he deadpanned, brushing the last bit of confetti from his shoulder, âisnât it kinda ironic to celebrate my first day at work when I just hosted a funeral?â
She rolled her eyes and turned toward the kitchen. âFine. Next time, Iâll throw you a wake instead.â
Matsukawa exhaled sharply through his nose, part amusement, part disbelief. Sheâs ridiculous.
But despite everything, he followed her to the dining table, where a steaming plates of food sat waiting.
His brow lifted slightly. âYou actually cooked?â
She smirked. âObviously.â
He lowered himself into the chair, glancing at the dish. Cheese-filled hamburg steaks. His favorite. For a moment, he just stared at it.
Y/n pulled out her own chair and sat down, feigning nonchalance as she reached for her chopsticks. âWhat, you donât trust my cooking?â
Matsukawa hummed, finally taking a bite. She watched him sneakily, anxious of what heâd think.
The flavors hit him instantly, savory, rich, perfectly seasoned. His chewing slowed as he realized⊠it was really good. He lifted his gaze, catching the way she was watching him, waiting, her lips slightly pursed as if pretending not to care.
ââŠNot bad,â he finally muttered.
Y/n gasped, dramatically placing a hand over her chest, feeling a little dissapointed on the inside. âNot bad?â She pouted
His lips twitched into a smirk. âFine. Itâs good⊠Damn goodâ
She smirked, pleased. âDamn right it is.â
For a while, they ate in a comfortable silence, the occasional clink of utensils filling the room. Matsukawa let himself relax, the warmth of the food spreading through him.
Then he casually asked, âSo, whatâd you do today?â
Y/n hesitated. It was brief, barely a flicker of a pause, but Matsukawa caught it.
She twirled her chopsticks between her fingers before answering, âOh⊠Not much. Bought grocceries, got some coffee and walked around town.â
Matsukawa narrowed his eyes slightly. He could tell when someone was omitting things.
âYou were out long?â
âYeah, just⊠strolling.â She popped a piece of meat into her mouth, chewing deliberately.
His brow lifted. âAlone?â
She swallowed, acting causal. âFor the most part.â
That answer definitely wasnât straightforward.
ââŠWhoâd you even meet? Weâve only been here like 10 daysâŠâ he asked, voice even.
Y/n exhaled through her nose, finally conceding. âI met this guy, Riku⊠Heâs pretty niceâŠâ
Matsukawaâs grip on his chopsticks tightened slightly. âRikuâŠ?â
She nodded. âHe owns the coffee shop where I had lunch. We ended up talking cause the coffee machine was jammed, and I helped by fixing it for him.â
Matsukawa leaned back slightly. âHuh. You just happened to fix it?â
She smirked. âIt wasnât hard at all for meâ
His jaw tensed. There was an odd feeling creeping up his spine, one he didnât want to name.
âAnd this guy, what, he was so grateful that you two are bestfriends now?â
Y/n rolled her eyes. âItâs not like that...â
Matsukawa stabbed a piece of food with his chopsticks. âSeems like that.â
She let out a short laugh. âYouâre being dramatic, Issei.â
There was something smug in her tone that irked him.
He scoffed, shoving the food into his mouth. âIâm not. Just wondering how you manage to befriend random guys in a day.â
Y/n leaned forward on her elbows, smiling innocently. âOh, donât worry, his girlfriend works at the salon I go to! Which was a fun coincindence, we met her on the way there. Sheâs pretty cool!â
Matsukawaâs chewing slowed.
ââŠOh.â
Y/n grinned. âAiri said sheâll give me discounts on whatever treatments I want since I fixed Rikuâs coffee machine for free.â
Matsukawa exhaled through his nose. Fine. That was better.
But it still didnât sit right.
Because the way she talked about Riku, it was easy, natural. Familiar. She had only met thr guy today, yet somehow, she was already comfortable.
And Matsukawa hated that he noticed.
ââŠSo, what else did you do?â he asked, pushing the topic forward.
Y/n shrugged, playing with the hem of her apron. âNothing much. Just⊠explored.â
There it was again. That hesitation.
Matsukawa narrowed his eyes slightly. She was definitely hiding something.
But instead of pushing, he just hummed, watching her closely.
Y/n avoided his gaze, taking a deliberate sip of water.
Something about the air between them felt heavier.
They were still bantering, still throwing jabs like usual but beneath it, there was something unspoken. Neither of them wanted to say it.
Neither of them wanted to acknowledge that no matter how much they acted like things were normal, like their arrangement was just a contract, there were moments, like this, where it almost felt real.
And worseâŠ
Neither of them could forget that night.
Matsukawaâs mind flickered back to it. The heat of her skin. The way her breath had hitched. The way his hands had traced her body without hesitation. He clenched his jaw, shoving another bite into his mouth
No.
It didnât mean anything.
Y/n was staring at her plate, lips pressed together in thought.
She was thinking about it too. That much was obvious. But just like him, she wasnât going to say it.
Not tonight.
As the conversation lulled, Y/n twirled her chopsticks between her fingers, debating whether she should say it and tell him she found a job.
She wanted to tell him. She had planned to. But for some reason, the words stuck in her throat. It wasnât as if she was doing something wrong. It was just a job. A way to contribute, to prove to Matsukawa that she wasnât just some helpless freeloader.
But she knew exactly how Matsukawa would react if she told him she was working at a repair shop. Heâd get that deadpan look on his face, followed by an unimpressed, âYou? Working with a bunch of greasy mechanics? Hell noâ
And if he found out she was the only girl there?
Yeah⊠Heâd definitely lose his shit.
Matsukawa wasn't the kind of guy to openly fuss or nag, but she could already picture the way his jaw would tense, the way heâd try to brush it off like it didnât bother him while his fingers gripped his chopsticks just a little tighter.
She hated that she was hesitating.
But something told her if she told him now, this peaceful little dinner would turn into a full-blown argument.
ââŠYou okay?â
His voice pulled her back.
Y/n blinked, glancing up.
Matsukawa was watching her, dark eyes studying her closely.
Shit. Did I look suspicious?
She quickly forced a small smile. âYeah⊠Just thinkingâŠâ
His brow lifted slightly. âThinking?â
She shoved a piece of food into her mouth, chewing deliberately before answering, âJust⊠about what to do tomorrow.â
Not technically a lie.
Matsukawa hummed, resting his chin on his palm. âYou donât have plans with your bestfriend Riku?â
She shook her head and rolled her eyes, swallowing her food. âOfcourse not.â
Another lie. Well, it wasnât Riku but his UncleâŠ
Matsukawaâs gaze lingered on her for a moment, as if he was waiting for her to add something. When she didnât, he just hummed again, letting it go. Y/n let out a quiet breath of relief, poking at her rice. She would tell him.
Eventually.
But right now, this job was hers.
Hers to figure out. Hers to prove, to Matsukawa, to Daigo, to those mechanics, to herself⊠That she was capable of handling anything that came her way.
Even if Matsukawa wasnât going to like it.
~
The soft glow of the TV flickered against the dimly lit apartment as Y/n curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow to her chest. The horror movie had just started, the ominous soundtrack setting an unsettling atmosphere, but she was doing her best to appear unfazed. Matsukawa, however, was very aware of something much more attention-grabbing than whatever monster was lurking on screenâŠ
Fresh out of the shower, she smelled faintly of citrus and vanilla as it wafted through his nose, her damp hair curling at the ends as it clung slightly to her bare shoulders. And worse? She was completely oblivious to how much she was testing his self-control.
Those extremely short shorts. The tight tank top with no bra⊠It felt like she was doing it on purpose⊠It didnât help that he had already seen and felt her completely bare. The memory of their one-night stand was something he was actively forcing out of his mind, remding himself that there was âno emotional attachmentâ but every time she shifted, every time her bare legs moved against the couch, he felt himself growing increasingly frustrated.
He dragged his fingers down his face.
Focus on the damn movie.
Y/n, meanwhile, was trying to do exactly that, except, unlike Matsukawa, her problem wasnât him. It was the very obvious demon  that was about to jump out at any moment.
She hated horror movies.
She really hated horror movies.
But there was no way she was going to admit it now. Not when she had been the one to suggest watching something before bed. Not when she was trying to act like she wasnât a coward.
Then, it happened.
The tension built, the eerie music rising which was followed by complete silenceâ
BANG!!!
A grotesque figure appeared suddenly, the loud screeching sound blasting through the speakers, Y/n squeaked and instinctively threw herself against Matsukawa. Her heart was racing, she had almost jumped out of her own skin
The reaction was instantaneous.
His body went rigid, his breath catching as the warmth of her body pressed flush against his. Her face buried in his neck as she clung onto him⊠and he felt everything⊠From the softness of her skin, to the way her chest was practically plastered against his side. He could practically feel her heart pounding.
He stiffened further, his entire body burning as he realized, those tits that he secretly missed so much were poking and pressed against himâŠ
Pulling away immediately, he looked her directly in the eyes, raising a brow, putting on an amused face. âYou serious?â
Y/n, still reeling from the jumpscare, looked up at him, blinking. âHuh?â
Matsukawa exhaled, composing himself before lazily smirking at her. âDid you actually just jump on me? Awe, is the little Princess scared?â
Y/nâs face burned.
âI-I wasnât scared! It just caught me off guard!â she argued, sitting back up straight.
Matsukawa snorted, reaching for his drink. âYeah, okay...â
Her eye twitched. âI wasnât!â
âSo, if I rewind it, you wonât scream again?â
âDonât you dare...â
The grin he gave her made her want to smack him. Which she did.
Lightly.
On his muscular buff arm.
But he was being annoying.
Matsukawa just chuckled, sipping his drink as he turned his attention back to the movie.
Y/n huffed, crossing her arms, forcing herself to focus.
She could do this.
She would make it through this stupid movie.
She wasnât a coward.
âŠShe regretted it immediately.
By the time the movie ended, she was practically curled up on the couch, her nerves shot, her hands clutching the pillow like it was her last line of defense.
Matsukawa stretched, yawning as he stood up. âWell, that was fun.â
Y/n shot him a glare. âScrew you.â
He smirked, ruffling her hair as he walked past. âNight Night, Crybaby.â
She smacked his hand away, grumbling under her breath before reluctantly following him to their shared bed... She definitely didnât want to sit in the dark lounge by herself, right nowâŠ
The apartment was silent save for the occasional creak of the old wood floors and the hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen. Outside, the city had quieted, only the occasional sound of a car passing by or the distant chatter of late-night pedestrians drifting through the window.
But Y/n was very much awake.
Curled up under the blankets, she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to force herself to sleep, but every time she did, the horror movie replayed vividly in her mind.
The grotesque faces. The eerie whispers. The damn jump scares.
She knew she shouldnât have agreed to watch it.
And now? Now she was suffering.
Her ears were too tuned in to her surroundings, hyper-aware of every little noise.
Was that the wind⊠or something moving?
She swallowed hard, pressing the blanket closer to her chest.
She wasnât scared. She wasnât.
ThenâŠ
Something shifted.
The mattress dipped.
Y/n froze.
A second later, something grabbed her wrist.
âBoo!â He suddenly whispered in her ear
Her breath left her in a sharp gasp, heart hammering in her chest, as she squealed
Matsukawa, lying on his side laughing his ass off before staring at her deadpan.
âShit, this is hillarious. Wish I recorded thatâ he chuckled
Y/nâs heart was still pounding, her body wound tight. The bastard.
Her fear immediately morphed into annoyance as she smacked his arm. âYou asshole! Donât do that again! I almost had a heart attackâ
Matsukawa only grinned. âWhat? I thought you werenât scared?â
She huffed, rolling away from him, clutching the blanket up to her chin. âShut upâ
He snorted, clearly amused, and lay back against his pillow.
But while she was sulking, his mind had already drifted elsewhere.
But what annoyed him wasnât just that she had made a friend.
It was that she had made a friend with some random guy who she walked around town withâŠ.
And sure, it wasnât his business.
But for some reason, it bothered him.
More than it should have.
And that pissed him off.
His fingers twitched as he turned his head, gaze settling on her back.
His chest felt weirdly heavy, like an itch he couldnât scratch, an irritation that had settled in his gut. He shouldve been happy that she was making friends. Going out. Meeting new people.
But he began thinking⊠That once this whole fake engagement was over⊠Sheâd be gone.
Probably wouldnât even look back.
That thought really pissed him off.
Before he could stop himself, he shifted closer. His finger pressed against the back of her neck, slowly glidng down it, making her stiffen when his arm came around her waist, firm but slow, pulling her against him.
Y/n gasped, stiffening immediately. âIssei? What are you doing?â
His other hand came up, fingers trailing along her jaw, tilting her face toward him.
âAre you still scared?â
She was warm. Soft. Her lips slightly parted as her wide eyes searched his.
He didnât even know what the hell he was doing.
Or maybe⊠he did.
Maybe he just needed an excuse.
Maybe he just needed her.
âDo you want a distraction?â His voice was lower, rougher.
Y/n swallowed hard, her heartbeat slamming against her ribs.
She could feel everything.
The heat of his body. The weight of his arm around her waist. The way his fingers barely brushed her skin but still left her burning. The memory of their one-night stand crept back into her mind, unbidden, making her stomach tighten.
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Chapter 6: Heat of the Moment (NSFW)
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She wasnât sure how it had happened.
Or rather, she knew exactly how it had happenedâhow it had escalated from teasing banter to burning stares, from words laced with challenge to touches that lingered a second too longâbut she couldnât understand how she had let it happen.
âMmh!â Her breath caught as Matsukawaâs lips grazed the sensitive skin of her collarbone, his mouth leaving a scorching path across her skin. She should have pushed him away. She should have told him to stop. But when his hands roamed over her body with an intoxicating mix of confidence and hesitation, she could do nothing but arch into him.
This was wrong.
This wasnât supposed to be real.
Their relationship was a farce, a performance crafted for the sake of appearances, yet the way he touched her, the way he looked at her, it made her feel like the only thing in his world.
His lips found hers again, and she melted. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she lost herself in the sensation of his body pressed against hers.
âFuck, youâve been driving me insane all nightâŠâ His voice was thick with frustration, rough with need, sending shivers down her spine.
She bit her lip as she watched him sit back on his knees at the edge of the bed, breathless and disheveled. His dark eyes locked onto her, drinking in the sight of her sprawled out before him.
The heat in his gaze made her pulse race.
And then he unbuttoned his shirt.
Her breath hitched as she took in the expanse of smooth, toned skin. She shouldnât be doing this⊠She knew that, but as she reached out, fingertips tracing the contours of his chest, she couldn't stop herself. Matsukawa inhaled sharply, his muscles tensing under her touch.
His attention snapped to her hands when they reached for his belt. She fumbled with the buckle, unfastening it with surprising urgency, but before she could slide it free, his fingers wrapped around her wrist.
With a swift tug, he pulled her up onto her feet.
âIsseiâŠâ Her protest was cut off with a gasp as he spun her around, her back pressing against his bare chest. His hand found the mid of her throat, not in a way that restricted her breath, but in a way that made her knees weak.
A slow, torturous pull of her dressâ zipper sent a shiver through her, and as her dress slid from her shoulders and pooled at her feet, she felt the weight of his gaze on her exposed skin. She had never felt this vulnerable, this bare, not just physically, but in a way that made her heart pound.
She tried to step back, suddenly overwhelmed, but his grip on her wrist tightened, guiding her back down onto the bed.
His eyes darkened when they landed on the black lacy lingerie adorning her body.
âWhen did you buy thisâŠâ His voice was low, dangerously intrigued.
ââŠToday,â she admitted, cheeks burning. âI needed something appropriate to wear under the dress.â
His lips twitched, his fingers hooking into the delicate string of her thong.
âI would hardly call this appropriate.â
She felt her body heat at the way he was looking at her, like he was about to devour her whole. It was unbearable, the intensity of it. Unable to handle it any longer, she raised her arm, covering her face. Hiding from his intense gaze.
A displeased sound left Matsukawaâs throat. His eyes honed in on her hand, on the ring that still sat on her finger.
Annoyance flared in his chest.
Before she could react, he grabbed her wrist, forcing her to sit up.
âHeyââ
His fingers pulled the ring off her hand with ease.
âIâll admit, wearing this was a smart move,â he murmured, his voice calm but his grip firm as he held the ring in between his fingers, raising it in front of their faces. His lips lingered by her ear,
âBut I never want to see this on you again.â He muttered against her, making the skin on her arms raise form the way his hot breath tickled her neck.
His words sent a strange flutter through her chest, but she shoved it aside, instead reaching for the ring in his palm. He stiffened, watching as she examined it for a brief moment before, without hesitation, she chucked it somewhere across the apartment.
âIt was just a placeholder,â she said simply, âIâll never wear it againâ
The distant clink of the ring hitting the floor made something settle in Matsukawaâs chest. Satisfaction, maybe.
Relief.
He wasnât sure but all he knew was that he was pleased.
Gripping her face, he stared back and forth between her eyes and lips, a devilish smirk growing on his lips,
âThatâs a good girl⊠Wish you were always this obedient for meâ He muttered, making her quiver.
âShut upâŠâ She muttered under her breath making him chuckle
His thumb swiped against her bottom lip, sliding it between them, pressing on her tongue, âThe face youâre making right nowâŠâ He muttered, his nose nuzzling against her cheek, âEven though you excessively piss me off⊠Itâs stirring something inside of meâŠâ
He continued to watch her lewd expressions, playing with her tongue, feeling his cock stir against his trousers.
âBut first, I want you to listen to my  ground rules, this timeâ he muttered, pulling his thumb out of her mouth. She panted, feeling him squish her cheeks together, giving her a stoic expression, âFrom now on, you better remember that youâre meant to be my wife, no other man is allowed to ever hear the sexy sounds you make⊠You better show no one but me these lewd expressions⊠If you feel needy, Iâll take care of itâ
She suddenly felt wetness pool between her legs. Matsukawa had been everything she knew she shouldnât want, she told herself countless times tonight. He was teasing, frustrating and impossible to understand as a person.
And yet, in that moment, he was the only thing she could think about, the only thing she wanted.
She had no excuses.
No rationalizations.
Only the undeniable truthâŠ
That all she wanted was him right now.
He pulled her on top of him in another heated kiss. She gasped when his hands squeezed her ass, letting him slip his tongue into her mouth. Her hands gripped his arms, eyes watering as their tongues rolled together. Y/n couldnât stop herself from moaning, her body was burning in need.
He let go for her face, hands gripping her thighs, making her wrap them around his waist. She pulled away from his tongue, her head resting against his shoulder, mewling when he cupped her breasts, squeezing and massaging them.
âDo you understand, honey?â He muttered and she swallowed, succumbing to her greedy lust. She merely nodded making him frown. He pushed her back onto the bed,
âForgot how to talk? I asked you a questionâ He said and she swallowed, nodding,
âY-Yes, I understand Issei. So, pleaseâŠâ She muttered, looking away. He clicked his tongue, gripping her face again
âLook into my eyes and tell me what you wantâ He said. She bit her lip, unable to break away from his stare. She couldnât ignore the throbbing between her legs anymore, she could see that he was straining at the leash. Ready to pounce the moment she said so
âI want you, Isseiâ She pleaded softly but the desperation was noticed in her voice by him
CuteâŠ
Matsukawaâs hands slid under her back, she resisted the urge to cover her bare breasts but he was quick to cup them, making her whine when his thumbs circled her nipples. Her back arched and she called out his name.
âI-IsseiâŠâ She cried out, his eyes lidded, biting his lip for a moment
âDo you know how crazy youâve been driving me these last few nights⊠Always glued to me in your sleep, pressing these sinful tits against me⊠Every. Single. Night. Do you know how hard it was to endure the way your body would rub mine so indecently as you slept so innocently? I felt like you were doing it on purpose⊠Testing my limits like thatâŠâ He muttered, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Her back arched and she turned her head, covering her face again.
âN-No I wasnât! Iâ Mmh!â Â
He clicked his tongue, grabbing her hands, showing her just how strong he was when he pinned them to the mattress, above her head.
âI told you not to hide your lewd expressions from meâ He said, his tongue traced the soft contours of her breast, making her squeal when he mouthed the underside of her tit, teeth sinking into the pillowy flesh, sucking hard. Matsukawa couldnât help but mark her bared skin, littering her breasts with marks from his teeth and lips. He had to leave evidence on her body, evidence that she had belonged to him tonight.
Her fingers curled into fists, unable to tug them from his hold. His mouth traced her everywhere except where she felt like she needed him the most. His lips lingered above her nipple, just a breath away but he hovered over it, eyeing her cheekily
âLook at your nipples⊠Craving attention from me⊠I wonder Y/n, do you like them being sucked on?â He asked, wrapping his mouth around one, making her eyes widened, mewling loud when he sucked hard on it once before letting it go, he blew a puff of air on it, smirking when she twitched, biting on her tongue. He had to push her limits furtherâŠ
ââŠor would you rather I roll my tongue around them, get them all sloppy and wet from my teasingâŠâ He muttered, letting his tongue slip from between his lips. He playful flicked it against her nipple, listening to her squeal and squirm. He was incredibly turned on by her body, her nipples looked like sweet delectable candydrops to him, ready to be tasted but he patiently waited.
He wanted to hear her beg for his touch.
âWell baby, what do you want?â He asked. He let go of her hands, his fingers once again taking purchase on her nipples, tweaking them ever so slowly, keeping them hard. She was squirming under him, her hips twitching, thighs constantly pressing and rubbing against one another
âI-I donât know! Do what you wantâ She squeaked, trying to ignore the tingling sensations from her nipples. She had never done this before, she had no idea what her body was responding to. No matter how he touched her, it sent thrilling jolts into her pulsating core. Matsukawa grinned,
âIf you insist, honeyâ He purred, parting his lips. His hands squeezed and pushed her breasts together, she moaned loud when his tongue rolled and moved back and forth between both her nipples. He suckled on them, making sure she could hear him slurping. Her nipples felt absolutely delightful in his mouth. Her moans sounded so needy, her chest heaving with each heavy pant. Her knees pressed against his sides, arching her back more when he began circling her nipples with his tongue.
The wetness seeped from her pussy, her mind becoming hazy. He sat back, admiring the number he had done on her, looking at all the marks he made, seeing her swollen nipples, his saliva coating them, making them shine in the darkness of his bedroom.
Matsukawa couldnât stop, instead he began kissing the space between her breasts, muttering sweet nothings as he kissed down her down
âNever knew  you could be such a good girl for meâŠâ He muttered, kissing her stomach making her shudder when his hands found her knees. He spread her legs wide apart, eyes zeroing in on her wet pussy. Her thong barely hid anything, he could see the material wedged between her wet lips, lidding his eyes, looking up at her eye. A lazy smirk grew on his lips, when he pressed his fingers against it. She moaned, closing her eyes when one finger rubbed her slit slowly.
âFor a woman who hates me so much⊠Your pussy has made quite the mess, just from making out a little and a bit of attention to your tits? What a naughty wife I foundâŠâ He cooed. She wanted to die from shame, ready to push him away but the moment his fingers hooked themselves in the strings of her thong, she fell silent.
Matsukawa needed to match the marks on her breasts, his mouth now leaving nips and bite marks around her thighs, he made sure to give extra attention to her inner thighs.
âLie down and relaxâ He muttered and she swallowed, trying to relax her tense body. His large hands kept rubbing and warming her thighs, trying to relax her body. He was careful, massaging her flesh tenderly
âLift your legs up for meâ
She swallowed, trying to control her trembling limbs, lifting her legs as much as she could. He slid his thumbs under the lacy strings of her thong, slowly rolling them up her thighs. He felt dirty, refusing to roll them completely off her legs. The moment they reached her knees, he left them there. Instead his hands hooked under her knees, now pushing her legs wide apart, stretching her thong. She gasped, trying to close them but his grip was firm, hardly letting her move an inch
âNow, now, you were doing so wellâŠâ He muttered, rubbing his palms up and down the back of her thighs, pushing her knees towards her chest as he warmed her skin. His eyes darted between her legs, licking his lips.
âWhat a pretty pussy, all wet and ready for meâ He purred, sending chills into her core once again.
ââŠstop saying such perverted thingsâŠâ She muttered, her cheeks heating up making him laugh lowly.
âSpread it for me, my hands are occupied hereâ He said and she froze, shaking her head
âNo way, thats embarrassing⊠You pervertâ She cried out but he looked up at her, raising a brow,
âIf you think thatâs perverted? Then you have no idea how perverted Iâm about to getâŠâ He said. She swallowed, feeling her pussy throb and he looked at her,
âNot gonna do it for me?â He asked and she quickly shook her head. No one had ever seen her naked before, this should have been mortifying for her but she felt okay being nude in front of him. She just wasnât prepared for how dirty he was in bed. Matsukawa just smirked, âFineâŠâ
She was confused when he sat up straight. She thought he had perhaps given up but she let out a small surprised shriek when he yanked her thong off and tugged at her legs, dragging her body down the mattress towards him. His hands threw her legs over his shoulders, he sat up making her hips raising with him.
âIâll do it myselfâ He cooed
âOh god! W-Wait!â She squealed trying to move but he held her hips, tight. His long fingers spread her folds apart, before letting the flat of his tongue lick a slow wet stripe up her slit. Her jaw dropped, eyes rolling to the back of head, a guttural moan leaving her throat.
He could taste her wetness so strongly against his mouth, it was absolutely addicting. Matsukawa couldnât stop himself from licking her seeping slit in lewd motions. His wet appendage bullying its way between the tightness, lapping up her juices. He moaned against her pussy, burying his mouth into her.
Her mind was completely clouded, her head spinning. She couldnât even fathom the moans coming from her mouth. She forced herself to open her eyes, peaking up at him and how she wished she hadnât. He looked feral, completely drunk on her pussy. It was only when his tongue suddenly flicked at her clit that she immediately press her thighs against his cheeks.
âAH!~ â Â She squealed
Matsukawaâs cock throbbed, pulling his tongue into his mouth, breathing for a moment before grinning,
âWhat a sensitive clit⊠I was just testing the waters but if one little flick did that, then I wonderâŠâ He muttered, confusing her. Before she could respond, he spread her folds again, head diving down but this time, his lips wrapped around her clit, sucking on it. She mewled, thrashing against him but he pinned her hips to the mattress. He slurped on her nub wildly, making sure to tickle her clit with the tip of his tongue. He could feel it throb against him and he needed to see her face when she met release.
âN-No!â She squealed, covered her face with her hands, but he was relentless. A finger pushed into her, making her hiss. Her eyes watered but she was distracted from the way his tongue rolled against her. Her lips pressed into a tight line, humming out moans, feeling her toes curl. The sensation was utterly intense, especially when he pulled his finger out, swapping places with his tongue, his fingers rolled and flicked her clit while he kept his mouth latched onto her pussy.
It felt like a sloppy mess between her thighs making her head move side to side, not realizing that she was gyrating her hips against his face.
âOh god! Issei!â She let ou a chocked moan, her muscles contracting as she stilled, moaning loud. Matsukawa hummed, tasting her on his tongue, his eyes watched her face, seeing her expression change into one of utter euphoria. She was panting hard, her body relaxing. Dropping her hips back onto the mattress, he sat back, utterly pleased with himself
Licking his wet lips, he tasted her lingering remanants on his tongue finally reaching his limit.
âA squirter, hmm? You really are naughtyâŠâ He teased but she didnât hear him, still trying to recover from that climax. He looked at her jumbled form, biting his bottom lip. His hands finally pulled his trousers off, giving her a peak. Y/nâs breath hitched, seeing that lethal erection strain against his underwear. Even for an inexperienced woman, she knew that was massive, just from one look
âLike what you seeâŠâ He teased her, wriggling his thick brows. She flushed,
âDoesnât seem that impressiveâŠâ She lied, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. Matsukawa huffed, grinning. She was still trying to play tough.
Her eyes went wide when he came close and she came face to face with his freed cock. It was thick, veiny and throbbing, mere inches above her face as he stood proudly over her. She was embarrassed but she couldnât look away,
âThatâs going to go inside meâŠâ She thought
In a few moments, she was going to lose her virginity to something that looked like it would tear her apart. She was nervous but she didnât want him to know. She didnât want him to see her vulnerable like that.
He was lost in his own arousal, his hand cupping her pussy, making sure she was slick and wet.
âItâs a bit tightâŠâ He muttered, making her shy. He pulled away, going towards his chest of drawers. She was trying to control her rapidly beating heart, watching him as he cooly strutted back to her, a small bottle in one hand and a condom in the other.
âThis will make it betterâ He smirked, as she watched him tear open the packet, rolling the latex over his cock. Matsukawa unscrewed the bottle, pouring the lube into his palm before getting his length slick with it. She blushed, watching the erotic act in front of her before he grinned,
âand you called me a pervertâŠâ He teased, flustering her. She calmed herself, when he came closer to her, she let out a small squeak when he poured a little more lube over her pussy, his slicked fingers massaging her pussy carefully, trying to spread a folds a little
âThink you can handle me, sweetheart?â He asked, tapping his thick length over her wet folds. She felt like this was her only chance to become one with someone before her stepfather found her. She was never one to daydream about her first time, she was never really bothered about it.
When she found out that her stepfather was making her marry his nephew, she completely numbed herself of thinking that her first time should be special.
This time, his brow raised when her fingers spread her pussy apart, looking up at him in need
âI-I canâ She insisted, swallowing, âSo put it in me, Isseiâ
Matsukawa crawled on top of her, his face hovered above hers before she tilted her head, arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. She distracted herself with his tongue, rubbing hers against his. His cock prodded at her entrance making her grab onto him harder. Matsukawa hissed when her nails dug into his back as he pushed his way inside
Godâ Even with all that lube, she was still tight.
Her eyes closed, hiding her face in his shoulder as her eyes brimmed with tears. The way he stretched her, burned. It felt so uncomfortable that she couldnât breathe. His hand found the back of her head, rubbing it gently
âYou okay?â He asked and all she could do was nod, She didnât want him to hear or see her tears. She didnât have the heart to tell him that he had taken her first time. Part of her knew that as much as he disliked her, he would havent gone all the way with her if he knew.
âJ-Just give me a minuteâ She managed to mumble. She tried getting used to it, moving her hips a little but it still stung. Matsukawa grunted, feeling himself pulsate. His fingers moved between their bodies, finding her clit.
ââŠNghââ  She hid her face against his chest, her body trembling a little. His light rolls around her clit made her feel good, her pussy throbbed alittle before she swallowed
âDoes that feel good?â He asked softly
âFuck me, alreadyâ She groaned, making him sit up.
Matsukawa smirked, âLove your eagerness, Princessâ
He began thrusting his hips into her a bit harder, she squeezed the sheets under her, moaning quietly. With each thrust, her breath was getting harder. His cock felt hot, throbbing deep inside of her, it felt like he was rubbing every single inch of her pussy, leaving nothing untouched. It was starting to feel good
Matsukawa turned her onto her side, getting behind her. She whimpered when he lifted her leg into the air, he grunted, groaning into her ear, when he felt her walls squeeze him tight. She cried out, from the way his cock bullied its way into her. His lips began kissing her bare neck,
âOh god, your pussy is squeezing me so good⊠Do you like the way Iâm fucking you? Do you want it harder? Or shall I go slow?â He asked, keeping his thrusts slow and shallow. She whined and whimpered, shaking her head
âD-Donât slow downâ She begged.
He gripped her knee, thrusting hard into her, the breath being taken out of her lungs. Her eyes widened and jaw dropped, moaning
âYou like that?â He muttered, nipping her ear lobe. She quivered, humming. His thrusts began getting more feral making her reach for a pillow, hugging it with sheer strength. Matsukawa licked and bit the back of her neck, grunting
âSay my nameâ he groaned, making her moan out his name.
She felt like she was close, her moans becoming more desperate, clinging onto the pillow. Matsukawaâs othr hand gripped her face, forcing her head to turn so that he could kiss her again. In a matter of moments, both of them were moaning.
She gasped, feeling his hips stutter into her, groaning lowly when he filled the condom into her. Her pussy clenched and she cried out when she came. It was like she was on a cloud for a moment, her body remained still, eyes getting heavy as he pulled out.
She heard him mutter something but she didnât register it, the alcohol and orgasms had finally taken its toll on her, making her eyes close as she was lulled into a deep sleep. Matsukawa discarded the condom, he was equally in a drunk post orgasmic daze, deep in his mind, he knew this was going to be a painful conversation in the morning.
He was going to get an earful but he looked at her form, as she peacefully slumber and this time, he decided to wait until the morning to face the consequences. For now, he just beside her, dropping his arm over her body, closing his eyes as sleep finally overtook him.
The early light of dawn painted the room in muted blues and grays. Matsukawa stirred, blinking against the faint glow of morning. His head felt heavy, his body languid with the remnants of sleep. He was itching to go back to sleep but a sudden chill made him shiver, now aware of how bare his body was. He furrowed his brows, until something tugged at the edges of his memory.
Then, it hit him.
His body tensed as the events of the night before rushed back.
Y/n.
Her lips.
Her voice.
Her body beneath his.
âIssei~â Her moan echoed in his mind
Shit.
Matsukawa sat up sharply, running a hand down his face. His head throbbed and he clutched it, groaning lightlyâŠ.
âWhat the hell did I do?â He muttered to himself
It wasnât like he hadnât known there was something between them. The tension had been building for days, every lingering glance, every teasing remark, every moment they had come too close and pretended it didnât mean anything.
But last night, all of that restraint had shattered.
And nowâŠ. He had no idea what to doâŠ
He peeked at her side of the bed but he was confused. She wasnât there⊠The bed was completely empty, in fact it was eerily quiet In the apartment⊠He turned the lamp on,
âY/n..?â He muttered, a little hesistant, looking towards the bathroom however the door was ajar and lights were off⊠She wasnât there. As he moved to get up, the sheets shuffled and his eyes widened. His breath hitched as his gaze flickered to her side of the bed and thats when he caught sight of it.
A small stain.
Dried crimson drops against the pale fabric.
Matsukawaâs stomach dropped.
No way...
His pulse pounded in his ears as realization crashed into him.
She was a virgin?
Now her reaction had made sense last night, when he thought she was just trying to get used to his size. He had no idea she was inexperienced and sudden guilt filled him. He would have never had touched herâŠ
Did she feel pressured because of him?
A string of curses left his lips as he shoved the blankets off.
Where was she?
He scanned the room, but it was empty. His heart lurched with something unfamiliar, panic.
Her phone was left abandoned on the nightstand. He began thinking of a million reasons for her to run away, all leading to him blaming himself.
He moved through the apartment in a haze, checking the kitchen, the hallway, nothing.
It was only then, when the faintest movement caught his eye. The balcony door was open, the curtain fluttering in the breeze. Beyond that, the distant sound of waves lapping against the shore.
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Y/n sat by the water, her bare feet sinking into the cool sand. The ocean stretched before her, endless and rhythmic, whispering secrets only the waves could understand. She had left their apartment before the sun had fully risen, needing to escape the weight of her thoughts.
Last night should have been a blur for her but she woke up with his arm draped over her bare body. Searing guilt had filled her, she felt shamed at herself for using him like that. It made her question the future of their relationship.
The events of last night made her mind go into overdrive, she tried to calm herself by breathing on the balcony but she was afraid he would wake up. Instead, she found her body wandering aimlessly to the empty beach.
She couldnât face him.
Not yet.
Last night had been a mistake.
Hadnât it?
But even now, sitting here in the quiet dawn, she couldnât bring herself to regret it.
What did that say about her?
As the seagulls began squaking, footsteps crunched softly against the sand behind her. She was lost deep in thought to realize until he stood by her side. She remained calm and Matsukawa didnât say a word as he lowered himself beside her.
For a long moment, they simply sat there, watching the tide pull in and out, in and out like the multitude of thoughts wandering in and out of their heads.
The silence stretched, but it wasnât uncomfortable.
It was waiting.
Matsukawa parted his lips, ââŠWhy didnât you tell me, Y/n?â He asked and she froze, she sucked in her lips for a momet before finally, Y/n exhaled, her voice quiet. âI never told you why I ran away.â
Matsukawa glanced at her, his usual smirk absent. He was referring to her being virgin but this revelation, it made him quiet. He had wondered ever since he met her, why she was so secretive about the wedding. She had such high walls, that he didnât think she was ready to tell him so soon⊠or at all, as a matter of fact.
He simply waited, allowing her to speak on her own terms.
She swallowed, her fingers tracing idle patterns in the sand.
âMy mother married my stepfather when I was a kid.â A pause.
âYâknow, I was really excited because I always wanted a father⊠I learnt soon enough that he only ever loved my mother. He made it crystal clear, that I wasnât his child.â
Matsukawa remained still, listening.
âYou know, they tried real hard for a baby. For years, they did expensive procedures, treatments, everything under the sun. But it never worked, always ending in failure⊠Okaasan had a tough delivery with me, it kinda ruined her chances for another pregnancy⊠I guess thatâs why he hated meâŠâ Her voice wavered slightly.
âThey gave up and decided to focus on each other, for a while he was starting to warm up to me, I thought maybe, just maybe we could finally be a family but then⊠Okasan fell really sick⊠and within a few months, she was gone.â
The wind carried her words away, but Matsukawa caught every single one.
âAfter that, my stepfather was resentful. He had taken care of me financially all these years, but I was nothing more than an obligation. A reminder of someone he had lost and now had to take responsibilty of...â She gave a bitter laugh.
âSo instead, he decided to make me useful.â
Matsukawaâs hands curled into fists against his knees.
Y/nâs gaze remained fixed on the horizon. âBecause he had legally adopted me into the family registry and took care of my mother and my every financial need as I grew up, he used it to blackmail me. If I married his nephew, our âfamilyâ could consolidate shares. Their heir, my child would take over the business in the future, and I⊠Well, I would serve my purpose.â Her voice turned hollow. âBecause I owed him. Thatâs what he always said. That I owed him for the life he gave me.â
The words settled between them, heavy and unspoken.
ââŠI remember the day of my wedding⊠I woke up that morning, thought my life was over, I would be giving my body to a man I was practically being sold off to. My sole purpose for this marriage was to become a woman who would bare sons to take over the company⊠As I waited for my stepfather to take me to the chapel, I imagined my future⊠Where Iâd give birth to a beautiful baby and heâd be snatched away from me. A child I wouldnât be allowed to mother, a child raised according to how they wanted⊠I-I couldnât do itâŠâ She whispered
Matsukawa exhaled, long and slow. âThatâs why you ran.â
She nodded, closing her eyes for a brief moment to hold back any tears that threatened to spill.
âThatâs why I ran...â She whispered
For a long moment, neither of them spoke. The waves continued their endless cycle, uncaring of the secrets being spilled into the air. Then, Matsukawa shifted, his voice quieter than she had ever heard it. âIâm sorry.â
She turned to him, startled. He wasnât looking at her, his gaze was fixed on the ocean, his usual playfulness nowhere to be found.
Y/n forced a small smile. âDonât be. Thanks to you, I got away, didnât I?â
Matsukawa let out a breath, but he didnât look convinced.
âIâm sorry you lost your virginity to meâŠâ He said and she looked at him, a little in shock that he knew but her shock dissapated and she gave him a small smile,
â⊠I donât regret it, Issei. If anything, Iâm happy it was you and not himâŠâ She admitted, before looking up at the sky. His heart fluttered at her revelation, feeling relief and slight happiness grew inside of him. Watching her relaxed expression but could see the sadness still lingering in her eyes, she swallowed
ââŠI stopped believing in the idea of a âfirst timeâ being special when my fate had been decided for me. The idea of sex felt like an obligation to me. But last night, I know we were drunk and that it had no emotional attachment⊠I know we have a role to play and I allowed it to happen because honestly, I just wanted to know what it felt like⊠and I know that because it was you, I would be safeâŠâ She said, now looking at him smiling,
ââŠand I wasâ She admitted
Matsukawa stilled, he didnât know what to say but she didnât expect to hear anything. âNo emotional attachmentâ brought him back to earth, hearing it from her lips. It stung a bit but he sucked it up.
Instead, he merely just placed his hand over hers and she didnât make any attempt to remove it. They sat there as the sun began its slow ascent, painting the sky in soft golds and pinks.
Neither of them spoke anymore of the night before.
Neither of them said what they were truly thinking.
But in the quiet between them, something had changed.
