the wind feels like knives prickling against you, you can feel the goosebumps sneak their way up your skin. as the wind blows doom fills your gut. but it's already too late to go back. you already knocked.
the door opens up slowly. suna still looks as beautiful as the day you met him. his eyes widen as he acknowledges your presence. "can i come in?" you're quiet, you sound scared. he opens up the door more, inviting you in.
everything about suna's apartment feels suffocating. him, the smell, the warmth, stuff looks different, like he's changed a few things. "you want anything..? water? food?" you shake your head. he brings you to his room, pulling you into a hug. "it's been awhile. how have you been baby?" he asks.
you feel sick hearing that word from him. you don't understand why he had to ruin it. a few arguments was all it took for him to run off to another female? the fact that it took him not even a day after to go find a little hoe to bury his dick into. did he call her baby too?
"don't fucking call me that." you say shakily.
suna sighs, letting go of you. he moves back to the bed and sits down on it, motioning for you to sit next to him. "alright then. why'd you come?"
you ignore his notion, trying to recollect your train of thought. he's still so sweet like nothing happened. you feel the hurt so deeply. looking at him just makes you want to crawl back into his arms, have him kiss your forehead goodnight, and for it to go back to the way it used to be.
"cause my heart fucking hurts. it fucking hurts rintarou. no— it fucking hurts suna."
suna doesn't say anything, looking at you with the same blank expression he always had.
you feel tears start to well up again. "i don't fucking understand you— you just fucking threw it all away? how did us, how did i not matter to you? how was it so easy for you? huh? can you fucking tell me??" your voice cracks and tears fall.
he doesn't say anything. again. instead he stands up from the bed and walks over to you. suna grabs your face, making you look up at him. he wipes your tears with his thumbs. "stop crying pretty."
"i miss you." your voice is still shaking. "so much." his eyes are staring into your soul. and you're looking into his. for any answers. for any sign. "i love you y/n." he whispers, bringing your lips to his.
he kisses you as if he thinks you're going to break. his tongue gently slipping its way into your mouth, exploring yours once again. he still tastes so addicting, like sugar. he turns you around so your back is facing his bed. your fingers fumble around at the hem of his shirt before you take it off of him. your lips find his again. suna kisses you with more intention this time before pulling back and moving down to your neck peppering sloppy kisses as he moves down to your collarbone. he pulls your sweater off. revealing your grey bra.
you feel stupid. the biggest idiot in the whole world. your best friend would cuss you the fuck out right now if she knew what you were doing.
suna moves down your chest, unclipping your bra he wastes no time sucking and grabbing on your breasts. your back arches as you let out a soft moan. he pushes you down to sit on the bed and gets on his knees. suna's kissing his way down your stomach now, pulling your shorts and panties off in one go. you instinctively close your legs to cover yourself. "no, no, stop. don't do that." suna breaths out. he spreads your legs out. "i've missed you too." your breath hitches. he's admiring you. your pussy, his pussy.
you fall back onto the bed when he pulls your legs closer to him, immediately his tongue finds his way to your clit. pleasure shoots throughout your senses. your hips arch up, grinding yourself into your face as he begins to find a slow rhythm. swirling his tongue ever so slightly around your nerves. flicking his tongue. and sucking on your clit. you're throbbing, you feel it everywhere.
you moan, pulling his head closer into you, greedily. you need more, you need to feel more of him. your body is trembling under him. he hums against your clit "o-oh fuck— more please." you whimper, body shaking.
he pushes his face deeper into you. his fingers find his way to your folds, lubricating them before pushing inside of you. the drag of his fingers in and out of you, hitting that one spot inside you is intoxicating. your breaths are getting erratic, your core ache with the sensation. you can feel the pleasure build up inside of you like a cup, almost about to get filled over the edge.
he pulled away leaving you whimpering in the loss of pleasure that was building up so, so high. you don't question why, you know what he's doing.
he pulls his shorts down revealing his heavy, thick cock. reddened tip aching for attention. he grabs your hand, interlocking your fingers with his before he pushes himself into you. each inch feels fuller then the last. you clench around him. a low groan escapes from his lips as he throws his head back. "oh—fucking missed this." he rasped. he's fully inside of you now, you bite your lip in contentment. he leaned down to kiss you sensually before pulling himself out slowly, then slamming himself into you. at speeds that had you gasping into his mouth. your legs wrap around his waist on instinct, pulling himself closer. "fuckkk! suna– deeper!"
and he does as told, pushing himself even harder against your cunt. your bodies form a rhythm together. your moans and his ragged breaths fill the entire room, along with the slapping of your bodies. he quickened his hips, thrusts laced with sweet and desperate demand for more.
his grip around your hand tightens as he begins kissing your neck. sucking sharply at the sensitive skin. you whimper at the intensity of him drawing marks onto your skin and the pressure of being filled completely.
"suna, suna, sun–ah! im going to cum. don't stop." you pull his body closer to you and kiss him him with a deep passion. he drags his length out of you and slams himself back into you such a force that sends you over the edge immediately. you moan into his mouth. your climax coats his cock as he comes to his own, a low guttural moan comes from deep inside him as he fills you completely with his seed.
did he really just nut inside of you?
he's rolls off of you. taking a breather before he checks his phone. you don't even want to look at whatever the fuck he's doing on there. "hey.. so i kind of have something to do later."
you look over at him. disappointment washes over your whole entire body. why would you even get your hopes up?
"how did you get here? i'll drive you home if you want." he looks at you with faux worry in his eyes, or maybe real worry. you can't fucking tell with him.
"don't worry. i drove here."
you knew he didn't actually miss you, not even in the slightest. if he truly cared, he would've never cheated.
i like have the biggest gut feeling this is gunna flop but i tried lollll
