° SYNOPSIS : fem¡reader x ryan ikers -- for as long as you and him were stuck in a phase, you're finally going to give him your all '
content : nsfw and 18+ content, cursing, smoking, mutual masturbation, begging, fingering and uses of pet names.
side note : Ryan Ikers is made up fictional character that do not belong to anyone other than the writer (me) herself. "lowercase letters intended
[ minors do not interact - 18+ content ]
he looked at you back from across the classroom, taking a quick glance before breaking the contact. i really fuck it up this time, you thought. its been three weeks that you both went days without talking, not even a single word
you spent days trying to take back his attention. looking flawless on the internet, feeling especially unbothered by this whole saga that is going on between you both. it took an awfully amount of effort, but slowly he starts to take a hint. he began to recognize her again, look her way, and his heart softened.
that fourth week, you finally sent him a text, an apology. you thought that you really didn't care but you really do. you're too scared to lose this friendship, because its the only thing that kept you standing while others fall. and that he was the only thing that meant something to you, even if he loves somebody else.
i know you still hate me. and I understand that a lot. its quite shitty of me to even tell her about what you been doing, and im really sorry i ruined your chances. i don't have any hate, i think, when i do all this but im sorry i never consider your feelings.
you dropped you're phone aside, trying to waste time while waiting for his response until your phone buzzed. it was him. your eyes widened at the thought of it, you didn't expect him to reply so quickly.
about time you texted. i don't entirely blame you on this as i played a part in this but i still have my reasons to be mad. it'll take some time for the word sorry to mean something to me.
i know, so take as much time as you need. but am rather disappointed that you would think i would tell the counsellors about it, just how dumb can you be?
just as the day starts, you managed to walk right by him and just before you could open your lockers, he took your hand. you stopped at your tracks and just stared at him, wondering what he could want. he looked awful red, embarrassed. he must be surprised by his own actions.
cute, you thought to yourself.
"i was thinking we should hang out, like we used to.. you know?" ryan sighed.
"oh, look who came crawling back," you mocked, even though you knew you were the one who did. it makes you giggle though so it didn't matter.
making him mad, its just pure comedy for you, but still you just feel happy to be able to mend this friendship. "yes, we should. see you around."
as this few days, he began to be more neutral with you again, just like the old times. right then, there was he, waiting for you at the bus stop. you didn't expected him to be there but he was.
"why are you here? why aren't you home?" the confusion on your face makes him chuckle.
"waiting for you, of course. we should catch up today."
"come over, nobody has been home." you told.
he just nodded, "i know."
you raised a brow because not even your friends knew you have been alone. "how'd you know?"
upon entering, you have been welcomed to the house all to yourself, and himself. you settled him down and cleared all the trash from the day before. this feels nice, to have company. you whispered.
the both of you spent hours catching up over a meal, watched a movie, and laughed even more about each others life. the shallow void in you was filled with him, you felt happy once more. as midnight struck, this is where it begins. the hollow feelings come back, you stopped feeling happy. just gloom.
"baby what's wrong?" he gently tuck your chin.
"its nothing, i was just thinking." boys are easy. they don't understand anything, he mustn't know. the thoughts in your head spoke.
"what did i tell you? i know you. i know you better than i know addy. not even your dear bestfriend knew that you've been all alone here because your mother has been busy with your sister all across the country. so, i want you to tell me what's wrong," his gentle words were so soothing, you really wanted to give him. but the thought of it makes you feel weak.
"i don't care about that," you brushed his hand away from your face, grabbing a ciggarette to ease your mind.
you offered him a stick, and then lighting it up for the both of you. talking over cigarettes', brings back memories. you laid on his left body, while he sat against the wall. while you were upset, he wondered what would keep you in a good mood. the thought of you going to bed angry or sad makes him feel bad. you sighed and crashed his lap.
"since you're in a bad mood, what can i do to make you happy?" he took one last puff before dropping the bud down.
you turned to him, telling him to meet your needs. his face turned absolutely red. he looked away, thinking if he would be able to do that. you giggled at the sight of his embarrassed adorable face. what a cute sight, you smirked.
"jerk off in front of me."
this damn women, he scoffed. you turned your body diagonally to him, looking at him slowly unzipping himself. with every move, your smile grew while his actions became more hesitant. he revealed his untouched member, he is not what you imagined he would be. your head went closer to his dick, imagining how this baby could destroy your insides any moment.
slowly you meet his eyes, and so did your lips with his. you let go and breathe against his neck, tempting him to go faster while he jerk his own cock right in front of you. giving him small pecks, whispering dirty thoughts to his ears, leaving hickeys on his neck and chest.
"i.. im cumming.." he groaned. he went faster and his breathes became shallow and harder at his climax.
his cum shot all over himself and his clothes, as you cleaned him up then. licking all his babies clean off himself, like a clean slate. his head was cocked back, taking a breath from all this 'hard work'.
"good job, baby." you whispered in his ear.
"i'm not done. its your turn," he looked at you, then down.
"oh no, this isn't about me. i don't do that shit no more," you excused.
that won't stop him though.
"then i'll help you," he offered.
you admitted it to yourself, you're embarrassed. you never imagined ever doing this. right then, he turned you to lay in front of his chest in between his legs., your back facing him. gently carassing your legs to calm you down.
he slowly placed his hand near your thigh, and right on top of it. your hand reacted way faster than it should be, stopping his hand from entering further.
"im scared.." you admitted.
but your wet pussy said otherwise. he chuckled and gently fiddled with your clit while you still have your underwear on. your heart was racing, your mind is blank.
taking a deep breathe, "i am."
you felt his fingers in contact with your wet member. you never knew your body was that sensitive till you felt his touch grazing against your skin. your whole body felt tingly, your toes curled, your insides became warmer. he inserted a finger inside, enough to make a moan escape your mouth. he pats your head in order to calm you down. shushing you while you create little moans. she's so cute, he giggled.
he gradually increased his speed, hitting your g-spot and making you even wetter. your juices dripping all over his fingers and your pants. he released his finger out of your hole, unleashing all your juices as he played with your clit making you squirt even more.
he stopped to let you catch your breathe, now you’re face to face to him. his face filled with lust. i want to do it, his body spoke. your body wants it too. take me, your eyes spoke. but you can’t. unbelievable, you thought as you looked at his twitching member. it wants more.
“your shirt.. i’m sorry,” you try to break it off.
he looked down on himself, finally. you pulled your panties up and walked away from the scene. he looked a tad bit disappointed, but he was defeated. you grabbed the nearest shirt you can find in your closet and passing it to him. “you can stay for the night.”
he grabbed the tossed shirt, grateful.
with this new bond you both created, you both still decided its best to not label a thing or two. as it came to an end, he fell asleep in her arms like a baby. you had him laying on your chest that felt like pillows, cuddled in between your thighs. drifting off to sleep, now you wonder how long can you keep him.