When the seasons changed - An Enjin Fanfic
Read the prologue first to get a handle of the story.
Part 1 | Part 2 (coming soon)
tw: smut, oral (f! receiving) , use of tobacco , alcohol, angst.
10 minutes have passed since I’ve joined their table. Apparently , to my surprise; these people were more bearable than Tamsy and Delmon. I’ve come to know the two blondes. Enjin and Gris . Then there was Zanka and Riyou , some kids Enjin recruited. They were so close that you’d say that they were his adopted children.
“So— how is it in the North Branch?” Says Enjin as he lights another cigarette. Inhaling the smoke then exhaling it.
“Not much different from here—“ I answer anxiously as I fidget a little with my fingers. “It’s just somehow smaller than this place , and usually colder..” I mumble as I look back at his face. He look at me while he takes a drag from the cigarette then nods “Heard at least that about it.” He exhales the smoke while looking at me then away .
“With that weather change I doubt the place won’t freeze ‘till mid spring.” Says Gris as he pats my back apologetically . Did they really pity us for such a minor thing?
“Regardless of that— most of the stuff there will need to be replaced if it actually freezes that bad; or if trash beasts destroy it themselves.” Zanka joins into the topic. “But hey that means you can move in here!” Riyou tries to be positive.
“Yeah..” I huff as I look down at my drink. My friend is here, sure, but what about Myu, it will be hard to hear from her if that happens.
As if Enjin sensed my nervousness he shots Riyou a glare. I quickly catch it and take Riyou’s side “You don’t have to look like that at her.. my mom’s at the South branch. I don’t have anything remaining there.” I gesture him that nothing’s too much of a burden for me.
Enjin looks at me for a second then chuckles. “If you say so..” with that he gets up and pats my head softly “Make yourself at home” he grins before he leaves out the huge door.
After chatting for 1 hour at the table, getting to know Tamsy and Delmon, even though Gris started to grow on me. He was always so nice and I couldn’t help but feel the same warmth I felt from Myu when I first met her. Something familiar in an unfamiliar place.
My first week there wasn’t bad, taking care of a trash beast here, another small infestation there. Same old routine.
“I’ve never seen a vital instrument like yours before, it feels unique” says Follo .
“I’d love to know the story behind it someday.” Adds Tomme, not really butting into my past. She knew someone’s past wasn’t to be revealed unless they do it themselves— so, until then— no questions. And obviously I respected that.
After parting ways with the supporters I go to chat with Semiu. To my disgusting surprise that woman was digging into porn magazines once again. I look down at her with a blunt expression, waiting for her to notice me.
“Oh, didn’t see you there.” She says nonchalantly, skipping a page.
“You’re really going to read that magazine with me here…?” I pout my words in a mumble , pointing at her directly.
“Everyone’s got their own pleasures, kid.” A manly voice interrupts. Enjin. I look up at him, who surprisingly wasn’t in his uniform but more like going out clothes. “What’cha got there girl.” He says trying to peak into Semiu’s magazine.
“Get your own magazine, Enjin.” She groans . Clearly annoyed by the man.
“Aww c‘mon. Don’t be so cruel , we’re friends, friends share!” He snorts, a shit eating grin appearing on his face.
I chuckle at the interaction and Enjin remembers I was actually there. “What are you up to for the weekend— uhh, Haruhana..— right?” He says ashamed that he didn’t remember my name.
“Yeah, that’s how it’s spelled— and nothing much, maybe I’ll just enjoy myself around.” I mumble while resting my elbows on the desk. “You?”
“Going to charm the ladies.” He winks. My face drops.
“Not again…” Semiu mumbles to herself.
“That seems fun..” I try to keep my smile.
“You guys are making me feel like a whore.” He starts whining as he rest his upper body on the desk, his right arm falling over his head.
“Cause that’s what you are.” Semiu adds and I cover my mouth so I don’t end up laughing.
“Ehhh, what are you trying not to laugh at!?” He scolds me.
“Nothing, Nothing.” I brush him off.
“Acting like you guys don’t enjoy sex or something…” oh gosh… “ How are you even, should we even talk about this around—“
“What are you even talking about! I’m literally 21!!” I shout at him annoyed.
“Huuuuuhhhh??!!!” He gasps, jaw dropping . “I thought you were the same age as Zanka!?” I raise an eyebrow .
“Oh goshhh…” Semiu groans as she rubs her temples.
“I don’t even look that young.” I whine. “Plus there is no difference at all in looks between 17 and 21…”
Enjin gave an apologetic smile as he straightened his posture. We chat for some more 10 minutes. Enjin wasn’t that bad to get along with— even though it felt that even at his 28 years of life, he was acting usually childish. Maybe too silly for his serious age. With a wave and dismissal he leaves in a happy pace towards the door, ready for a night hoeing around with ladies. If only his bad humor would help him. Doubt he knows how to flirt.
Besides Enjin being a community dick, me and Semiu went into a more reserved office and drank some wine together. Catching up on everything we’ve lost of each other’s life.
“I’ve had like— 2 girlfriends since I last saw you.” She says while sipping from the wine.
“Have you met some guys of your liking? I know you’re really picky.” I look down at my wine.
“Not really— it’s just— you know… and I’ve told you—“
“It’s okay.” She stops me . “I don’t want you to think of that ever again. It’s in the past. And you’re here, in the future, and that’s what you should think about only.” She comforts me, like old times, when we’d sit, drink alcohol behind Myu’s back and I’d tell her about my past. Semiu would look at me and brush her fingers through my hair , not interrupting any sentence. This evening wasn’t any different, only the fact that we were more mature, grown women.
At the bar, Enjin takes a sip from his beer , then smoking, then drinking again. Gris joins him. “You’re awfully calm .” He remarks how Enjin was sitting calmly at the bar.
“Got something on my mind.”
“She’s just, curvy in all the right places.. plumpy..” he pauses. “And I really want to take a bite out of that plum—“
“Okay that’s cringe and enough.” Gris shakes his head as he laughs.
“It’s just that none of the women here seem my type y’know? And the only one that met the physical demands is there.”
“I think it’s better you keep it in your pants this time.” They both laugh at each other.
Gosh I am so thirsty. I feel my neck go dry as I get up to get some water, or soda from the cafeteria. I put on an oversized blouse over my shorts and walk towards the cafeteria, they usually had the sodas there in a fridge so I could help myself with one. On my way there I see a familiar sillouette coming towards me.
“Got no sleep?” Enjin mocks, making his way towards me with that charming grin he had.
“No, not that, just woke up thirsty.” I say lowly , almost in a whisper as to not wake anyone up.
“You’re going to the cafeteria? I’ll come with ya.” He tilts his head in the way I was walking. We walk there in silence, then slowly open the doors . Craaackk. Gosh these needed to be oiled up.
“How comes you’re not still in the city?” I say something that was clearly not my bussiness, just to make conversation.
“Didn’t saw anything I liked really..” he mutters as I walk in front of him towards the fridge. Enjin looks me up and down from behind— tilting his head slightly just to peak at my ass a little , without me knowing. He pouts and whistles in his mind .
“Then maybe you’ll like something from here…” I mumble as I open the fridge. Getting some random soda can before leaving it open for him to choose his own. Oh clearly he already likes something from there, but that wasn’t not in that old rusty fridge.
Enjin grabs a can and we both sit down at a table. I take a pack of cigarettes and I open it carefully. Before lighting one myself I offer him one.
“Ya smoke?” He says somehow surprised. “Y’know it’s not good for you.”
I roll my eyes at the remark. “You smoke all the time..” I mumble with the cigarette in my mouth; ready to light it up. To my surprise Enjin refuses it, taking his own.
“You’re quite the person who likes sharing…” he says while lighting up his cigarette.
“I’ve been an only child, so sharing was something I always somehow longed to do..” I say before taking a drag for the cig.
“I see…” he looks me up and down again.
“Sooo..” I say trying to make it less awkward. “How was your night out?”
Enjin looks at me , taking another drag before speaking again. “Decent… but no fun tonight, otherwise I wouldn’t be here.” He chuckles . “What have you and Semiu been up to since i left?”
“Nothing much, drinking wine and catching up.” I exhale the smoke.
“Mhmm.” He moans that mhm that I feel my thighs getting that weird feeling.
“There were no ladies of my taste..” he whines . Such a random turn up of the topic that it left me stunned for a few seconds.
“What’s your type then..?” Stupid ass idiot , with that running mouth of yours who was just as fucking stupid as you.
“To be honest..” he pauses to smoke then exhales. “Good looking chicks, curvy…” he takes another drag— then exhales. “Not too clingy or needy … that annoys me— and not high maintenance” I nod at him as I leave my finished cig in the ashtray .
“Yours?” He suddenly adds up. Of course he would’ve.
“To be honest.. just mature men.. other than that I’m good.” Enjin looks a bit surprised.
“You’re not too picky huh. Just straight forward.”
“I mean. That should be the point.”
“No.” I interrupt him. “I’m not the type.”
Enjin looks at me with a hurtful pout as if I had just called him a whore. Which I would’ve, and maybe did.
“I’m not pointing at you, don’t worry. I’m just not really the type.” I giggle and Enjin gives me a genuine smile.
After finishing our drinks, Enjin walks with me to my room since we stayed on the same hall. Before reaching for the door handle I hear Enjin
“Haru.” We were having nicknames already.. I see.
I feel him towering over me a little before reaching for some hair strand that was laying on my face, then turning that into his face cupping my left cheek with his right hand.
My face heats up as he leans in. “Enjin.” I say bluntly and he stops.
“ ‘m sorry m’am.” He says defeated already . “I just.”
“Gosh you never shut that cheeky mouth of yours do you?”
With that Enjin cups my face, his face closing into mine, askimg me for permission with his eyes. And I give in, for what it felt like 2 minutes.
“I’m sorry.” I cup his face and I pull away.
I turn to open the door then close it. What has gotten into me. I’ve barely known him. He is probably just some dude trying to get into my pants after all. He wouldn’t kiss me this soon!
I slap my face a little and go straight into bed. I need to sleep this off, it will only end bad on my side… it always did before.
I turn and huff in bed, rubbing my face, rolling my hips. Something felts off.. and warm. I look down to see Enjin. Who was having the time of his life inbetween my legs.
“Gosh mama you taste s’good.” He moans into my wet and sloppy cunt. His nose rubbing up and down on my clit as he slurps and sucks on my juice without any shame.
“You ask me to come this late in your room just to get what you crave for..?” He pulls away, his face wet like a dog who just digged into his food like he has been starved.
“Enjin—“ I try say something but he dives right back in. High pitched moans leave my mouth and I feel my throat go dry. His tongue goes deeper into my cunt, searching for my sweet spot.
“So slutty, wishing for my tongue and fingers so deep inside of you that you call for me at this hour…” he mocks me again . I try to escape the extreme pleasure I was feeling,
“Enjin— how… when..” I whine as I feel his left arm wrap around my hips, keeping them from moving.
“You’re so melted on my tongue that you forgot calling me , mama?” He chuckles .
Gosh I don’t ever remember, but all I could think of was the way he was eating me out, how he was so into it that his hands went down to his boxers to jerk himself off. His tip now red from all the blood pumping into his cock. Gosh he was big, gifted in both girth and length. His precum dropping drastically as he jerked his hips into his own grip. As he keeps doing his tricks with his tongue , I can feel something in my belly, as if I was going to erupt all over him. I started moaning loudly, then—.
The light of the sunrise creeps up on my face. Waking me up slowly. What was— I check myself, my shorts drenched . Was I…? No I wasn’t…
Was I really having wet dreams already over some sexy ass dude I’ve just met almost 2 weeks ago… over a kiss..!
Note: sooooo, I was supposed to post this like— 2 days ago but this works as well . If their interaction feel rushed, well they should feel like that and that will make sense as I get deeper with the lore for their own stories so that whatever will happen in the future parts will make sense .
PLEASE don’t steal my work nor feed it to AI or even chat bots. . Ty very much :3 !!
Song I listened to while writing this
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gummygunk
stormborns
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