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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ISAGI YOICHI + READER
﹕ⵌ┆jerksagi 2 , smut , slight angst
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Yoichi's been ghosting you.
He's been ghosting you since that night.
And to say the least, you've been absolutely livid.
To make matters worse, he's been seen with other girls. Sure, the media talks just to talk but the way how he blew you off irked you more than anything.
In interviews, people ask him about these girls; and there he is─blushing, shying away, stuttering as if he didn't just ruin your life.
you can't tell what makes you more mad: him not talking about you, or him moving on instantly.
You're currently buried deep in the sheets, blanket hovering over your body providing you protection. Although it's supposed to bring you warmth, you still felt cold.
You thought, "is this all I'm worth for?" And couldn't help but think about the things he said during sex. You cradled your shoulders and pulled yourself in, huffing and biting your lip as streams of fresh tears rolled down your cheek.
Was this how Yoichi felt when you would target him? Four years straight, you made him feel just like this? Like a replacement, an object that deserved nothing but mistreatment?
Suddenly, those tears of forlorning turned to tears of vengeance. If you could fuck him over all those years ago, why not do it again? deep down he's still the same ol' defenseless dork.
With the plan in mind, you wiped your tears and sucked it up.
The plan was cliche, nothing too crazy: it was you posting a picture of yourself on your story; looking all dolled up as if you have somewhere to be with a song to spicen things up.
Like usual, likes and replies came in fast and you hearted the ones that caught your eye. However, this time you went out your way to reply to them.
After a few minutes of entertaining them, you went off to do something else, checking in from time to time to see if Yoichi made any interaction with it at all.
The time hit 10 when your phone rang. By this point, you were getting in bed; already dressed in your night gown.
You peered at the screen, feeling your blood pressure raise at the name. Your thoughts bounced off the walls ; every possible option popping into your mind.
You took a couple breaths to relax yourself.
"Who's this?" You asked, purposely acting as if you didn't remember him.
Yoichi scoffed, voice as arrogant as ever, "Oh, you're still playing dumb? Cute, keep that energy."
You sat on your bed, laying down not too long after. Your thighs pressed together as you toyed with the lace on the bottom of your nightgown.
"Nothing much, just so happened to be in the area."
"What?" You blinked, "Wait, you're─"
Yoichi sighed. "Well, you don't sound happy."
"I just figured I take this time to come over, you know, you've been on my mind since we crossed paths."
You opened your mouth to say something, but you held back. Theres no way you were gonna fall for his games. You had no time for it. But, then again, you couldn't get him off your mind either.
"Yeah right," you laughed, making a mockery of him. "You fucking ghosted me."
"Eh, did I though?" He said, causing you to stutter on your words.
"Do what? What am I doing?"
"Trying to lie to my face as if I'm stupid."
"Then what do you want me to do?"
You got quiet. You weren't expecting him to say that, or to even call you! But thinking back to how he's been treating you before, you honestly should've.
"Go on Y/N, tell me what you want."
God, you could just see the smirk on his face through the phone. His sultry tone easing you up by the second. You swallowed your guilt, pride, and dignity.
That was it. That right there, was the final piece of the puzzle he needed to get to you once again.
You hung up and briskly walked to the front door, making slight adjustments to your hair, and checking yourself out in every mirror on the way there.
The second you turned the knob, your remaining purity drifted from you. Yoichi's lips collided into yours, biting and sucking your bottom lip roughly. He then lifted you up, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist, and took you up to your bedroom.
Once there, he slammed you against the wall, grinding and kissing on your neck like a dog. His mouth moved to your chest; wasting no time to mark you up.
Your heart pumped maniacally behind your ribcage. You whined his name sweetly and breathlessly, caressing a hand through his darkened hair.
Yoichi pressed his body against you more, being sure to secure you to the wall. He made sure you were trapped beneath him, under his spell, his mercy.
And like always, you fucking loved it.
He slapped a hand on your thigh, squeezing it as hard as he could. You gasped, yearning for more. You turned into a fein, placing your s/c hand on top of his, guiding him to push up your nightgown.
His blue eyes pinned you down, eyebrows slanted with cockiness. "Did you wear this for me?" He muttered , tone full of ease and more brash than before. You smiled before him, playing naive. "No, I just prefer looking cute before sleeping."
He chuckled, sucking your neck before saying "And I prefer you looking slutted out before sleeping."
He lowered his head, burying it in your breasts.
You caressed him through his hair once again, stopping when he looked up at you.
"You think you can stay up long enough?" He smiled, caught in a trance by his raving lust. "Cause I wanna make this the night of your life."
Within seconds of agreeing, he took you off the wall. You assisted him in pulling down his sweat pants, licking your lips at the sight of his boxers. His cock hardened through the fabric, desperately wanting to come out.
As you were about to strip yourself naked, Yoichi stopped you.
"Keep the nightgown on, take everything else off." He demanded, tone slick as if you were his property. You smiled submissively. Your hands traveled from the straps to your hips, slipping down your panties. Then, they found it's way on his chest, maintaining eye contact as you dragged your hands down his chest to his boxers, softly grabbing his boner.
"Almost forgot how big you are."
"Oh yeah? Bet your pussy didn't though."
You dropped down to your knees and slid your hand inside, taking out his cock, staring it down with eyes of hunger.
"Open your mouth, let me see that tongue." He said sternly. With no questions asked, you listened. He tapped the tip of his dick on your tongue repeatedly for a few minutes.
"As an apology for my actions, how about I eat you out, okay?" He offered, "I'll even leave you a little gift in the end, hm , how's that?" For whatever reason, this made you feel uncertain. It was something about the way he said it. He was too cheeky to be sincere. His tone was sly, and rather deceitful. It was as if he had something entirely different in mind.
He lifted you back onto the wall, a tad bit higher than before. With your legs resting on his shoulders, Yoichi licked your folds. His tongue buried deep inside you. You squeezed your thighs around his head, hands scrambling all over his hair. The wave of euphoria blinded you from why you were upset in the first place.
You gasped for air. It was like you died and woke up in the afterlife, slowly approaching the gates of heaven. The more you heard the angels sing, and praise you, you moved your feet faster until you couldn't anymore.
"Oh...God..." You sobbed, feeling defeat as you came. Yoichi set you down one more time, keeping you caged into the wall. He gripped your jaw and melted into your lips, forcing you to taste yourself. His tongue fought with yours, overlapping with eachother inside your mouth, producing lewd sounds from the two of you.
While this was happening, Yoichi led you to your bed where your open-view window resided. He pulled from the kiss, shifting his focus to your position. He had you in missionary with your knees pressed tightly to your shoulders. His hands were rough, firmly holding you in this position.
He was quiet. You could tell he was in awe by how your vagina was out on display─just for him, thighs with his name written all over it.
You sunk your teeth in your lip as his cock stretched you open once again. Words couldn't describe how badly you missed this feeling. And you could say the same for Yoichi.
For a few seconds, he stayed still inside you. Then, he looked at the window, and back at you.
"Wow, would you look at that," he planted a kiss on your jaw. "Pretty much the whole city could see us." He said, beginning to move. Each increasing thrust sent waves of pleasure through your body. Your hands scrambled in a struggle to latch onto the sheets. The impact of his thick cock sinking deeper into you, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. God, he could be a pornstar, you thought.
His cock hid itself in you so well, and it slid out perfectly.
"You like this position princess?" He coaxed, applying more pressure on your legs. "God—yes!" You sniveled. Yoichi shifted himself to lay on top of you, going full missionary. Your cunt tightened, gripping onto his length. "Fuck..." He moaned. "You're mine as much as I'm yours." He said as he pounded into you incessantly, your cum spattering each time. Drool raced down the corners of your mouth, letting out incoherent whimpers. "Mgh...So dee..p..! fuh...uck..!" With your weak arms you dragged him into a hot ,sweaty embrace.
"You're so fucking obsessed with me...shit..!" Yoichi licked your ear, kissing and sucking on the side of your face. "Thats it..! Take it baby—fuck!—take all of this!" He gave a few final thrusts before tapping out; cumming inside. "Y-Yoichi!?" You yelped. You didn't know what to do, or what to even say. Like always, you were helpless. There was nothing to do. And you accepted it like a loser.
"Shit..." He groaned in your ear. He pulled himself out slow and steady, cracking a heinous grin at the mess; his seed—overflowing from your twitching vagina, spilling out of you.
You used whatever strength you had left to sit up. And when you did, your eyes were met with Yoichi who was fixing himself up.
You scofted, licking the top row of your teeth. "Are you fucking serious?!" He stopped. "What?"
"Yoichi, you're gonna leave as if you didn't just cum in me?!" He laughed in your face. "I mean, yeah, I'm sure you had guys nut in you before, yeah? Just get some pills, simple."
"You're such a jerk!" You snapped. "And what are you?!" He snapped back. "You're forgetting that you're the one who's heartless as shit!"
"Every fucking day of my life, you reminded me of how useless I am, how I'll never be anything! Oh my fucking God, Y/N do you know how much that can ruin a person?!" He yelled.
You placed your hands on your temples. "Let it go already, it's really not that deep any more! That was high school, we're both grown and mature."
"You made me want to kill myself."
Silence. Until he spoke again.
"I hate everything about you Y/N, get that shit through your thick ass skull."
And just like that, he left you the same way you left him—Alone.
And what killed you the most was how much you loved this side of him.