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SYNOPSIS juhoon has always been nonchalant, bad at feelings, worse at relationships, and the best at acting like he doesn’t care. you knew that better than anyone, especially after he led you on. when your situationship ends in a messy, confusing way, he pretends it doesn’t bother him. except it does. a lot more than he excepted. when the new school year starts and you’re suddenly not his anymore, juhoon realizes he might’ve messed up the best thing he had. now, determined to fix it, he decides it’s time to win you over. even if he has no idea what he’s doing. you on the other hand want nothing to do with him.
kim juhoon x reader — smau ft other kpop idols, slow burn, enemies to lovers, juhoon sucks at communication, profanity, kys jokes, miscommunication&misunderstanding, teens being teens, bad humor, toxicity, juhoon is rude&blunt, all fiction!!
→ this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and ended up winning the poll lolz. again, the posting schedule will be messy but i’ll most likely stay consistent. taglist is OPEN!! WE LITT RAHH🔥🦅
⟶ Wala namang masama kung makipag-gaguhan ka sa crush ng best friend mo, right?
Or Nishimura Riki’s that guy that you warn your best friend about, and clearly that rule doesn’t apply to you at all.
language: filipino, english
word count: 6.2k
contains: bastusan, car fun (yay!) clothed sex, protected sex lmao, oral (m receiving,) fingering, riding, praise kink , markings, semi-public sex ig, mild exhibitionism i think. I missed a lot of tags siguro.
asul’s note: SHE’S BACKKKKK eme, post ko lang to tapos bounce na rin ako. dapat pasko pa to pero okay na yan HAHAHAHA also sooha cameo as your best friend lmao. Enjoy guys, and yes, kompleto na sila <3 more enha bastusan incoming (kung kailan? Iyan ang hindi ko alam ;)) okay goodbye again. <3
MGA MINORS ALIS.
“Sis, doon tayo!”
Hinayaan mo lang na hilahin ka ng iyong kaibigan papunta sa isang food stall. Katatapos lang ng misa at naisipan niyo na kumain sa night market na malapit sa simbahan.
Malamig ang simoy ng hangin, ngunit mainit ang selebrasyon ng piyesta sa inyong bayan. Rinig ang malakas na tugtugan ng isang live band sa gitna ng daan, at punuan ang night market na kung saan ang mga dekorasyon ay nakasabit sa iba’t ibang tindahan at establisyimento.
Marami rin ang mga dumayo at umuwi sa inyong bayan para sa piyesta, kaya hindi ka na rin nagulat kung bakit puno ang night market pagdating ninyong dalawa. Halos lahat yata ng mga tao ngayon ay nasa night market.
“Omg sis! Si Riki oh!” ramdam mo ang marahas na paghampas ni Sooha sa iyong braso sabay turo sa iyong kanan na sinundan mo ng tingin.
Katulad nga ng kanyang sinabi, si Riki ay nakatayo sa may stall ng tofu squares. Prenteng sumisipsip sa kanyang lemonade juice habang naghihintay ng kanyang order. Suot-suot niya ang isang maluwag na black t-shirt at baggy cargo jeans. Kita mo ang mga hikaw sa kanyang tainga habang ang kanyang eyeglasses naman ay ginawa niyang parang headband.
Ang pogi. Putangina ni Riki talaga, kahit kailan ang pogi niya. Kahit simple lang manamit, may dating talaga. Nakaramdam ka ng inis habang ang tingin mo sa kanya ay nanatili — ang lala kasi ng charisma niya.
Pero mukhang napatagal ang tingin mo sa kanya dahil nanlaki ang mata mo ng bumaling ang tingin niya sa inyo — at ngumisi lamang siya bago binaling muli ang atensyon niya sa pagkain.
“Shit — shit! Sis, kita mo ba iyon!? Tangina best, ang pogi niya talaga!” irit ni Sooha kaya napatingin ka sa kanya sabay kunot-noo.
“Ew, anong gagawin ng kapogian niya kung kupal naman tapos bagsak pa,” komento mo sabay nag-halukipkip.
“Grabe ka naman sis.” sagot niya agad.
“Kasi naman, magkakaroon ka na nga lang ng crush, doon pa sa basagulero.” sagot mo pero hindi ito pinansin ng iyong kaibigan.
“Pogi naman,” depensa niya.
“Aanhin mo ang gwapo niya kung gago naman?”
“Mas gusto mo ba sa pangit pero mabait?” at doon, napatahimik ka na lamang sabay kurot sa tagiliran niya. Nagreklamo ang iyong kaibigan pero kasunod na ito ay pareho kayong napatawa sa trip ninyo.
Bumaling ulit ang tingin mo sa stall at doon mo napagtanto na wala na si Riki. Napaisip ka tuloy kung nasaan na siya pero hinayaan mo na ito ng tawagin na ng tindera ang iyong pangalan.
“Sa tingin mo kapag umamin ako sa kanya, tatanggapin niya?” tanong ni Sooha habang kayo’y kumakain ng ihaw.
Natigilan ka sabay tingin sa kanya ng masama. “Teh? Okay ka lang ba?”
“Seryosong tanong,” sambit niya.
“At seryoso din ako, hindi Sooha, I don’t think he’d be the type na mag-seseryoso sa relasyon.” sagot mo.
“Malay mo mag-seryoso siya sa akin.”
“Tigilan mo nga iyang kahibangan mo baka iwan kita dito.”
“Pero si Riki na iyon kasi! He’s a catch!” depensa niya.
Kumibit-balikat ka, halatang pagod ka na sa inyong usap saka mo binaling atensyon mo ay nasa iyong pagkain. “Iyon ang problema sis, sa dinami-daming lalaki na pwede mong magustuhan, si Riki pa talaga.”
Riki’s kinda infamous in your town — of sorts. Anak-mayaman. Tatay niya kilalang doktor pero hiwalay na silang mag-asawa. Nanay niya dating konsehal na ngayon ay nasa US na. Their family had been the talk of the town for years, mostly bad. Open secret sa bayan ang cheating ng dad niya, that's why you’re not surprised why Riki’s being rebellious against his family.
Maliban doon, you know Riki. You know him damn too well, kasi kaklase mo siya simula kindergarten, and simula bata pa lang, gago na talaga siya. Mayabang, maingay, sakit sa ulo at laging bagsak pa.
He’s the headache of your mother who’s a school administrator. Naaalala mo na tuwing lumalabas ang pangalan ni Riki sa kanyang bibig ay either he’s causing trouble or his grades were failing again. Hindi lang talaga siya ma-kickout kasi may kamag-anak din siya na school admin at malakas ang kapit ng kanyang pamilya sa school.
Aside from that, lapitin din siya sa gulo — whether inside the school premises or outside, there’s not a day wherein meron siyang nakakaaway. Mainitin kasi ang ulo niya at mukhang ang alam niyang solusyon sa problema ay ang kanyang kamao.
Kaya naman hindi mo alam kung bakit crush siya ng bestfriend mo. And it wasn’t just any crush. Your best friend’s probably in love with him at some point, sadyang pinipigilan mo lang siyang umamin kasi ayaw mo siyang mapunta sa maling tao.
Sooha justifies that he’s not what people talked about. That deep inside he’s still a good person and Sooha could attest to that because Riki saved her from a drunk man one time. Bigyan mo lang siya ng chance at kapag kilala mo siya ng maigi, iiba na ang tingin mo sa kanya, sabi ng bestfriend mo.
Naniniwala ka naman sa sinasabi niya. There’s still good in every person after all, and that includes Riki. Nang sumapit ang high school, nag-iba na rin naman ang tingin mo kay Riki. Medyo binawasan niya ang pagiging basagulero — at kung paano nagbago ang pananaw mo kay Riki ay hindi na kailangang malaman ng kaibigan mo.
“Ingat ka ha?” paalala ni Sooha sa iyo sabay yakap at beso.
“Oo naman! Una na ako ha? Naghihintay na si kuya sa may plaza,” rason mo.
“Hatid na kita.” suhestyon niya pero umiling ka lamang.
“Hindi, okay na, I swear,” paninigurado mo sabay ngiti. “Atsaka naghihintay na yung tricycle oh, sakay ka na.”
Saka niya lang yata naalala iyon kaya naman bumalik muli siya sa paradahan ng tricycle at sumakay na sa loob. Hinintay mo na makaalis ang tricycle bago ka bumalik sa night market.
Deretso ang lakad mo, mabilis at nagmamadali habang nakikipag-siksikan sa kakapalan ng tao sa night market. Nang marating mo ang dulo ng daan, saka ka lumiko sa isang maliit na eskinita at kita mo agad ang itim na Ford Everest na may familiar na plate number.
Dali-dali kang naglakad papunta sa kotse sabay katok sa bintana. Mula sa loob, kita mo kung paano bumaling ang tingin ni Riki sa iyo. Kasabay na ito ang isang malapad na ngisi sa mukha niya bago nag-unlock ng pintuan ng kotse.
“Tagal mo,” reklamo niya nang ikaw ay makasakay.
“Wow ha, sabi wait lang. Ang kulit mo din no? Tawag ka ng tawag, alam mo naman kasama ko si Sooha,” reklamo mo pabalik pero tumawa lamang ang gago.
“Tagal mo kasi, sabi mo nine pm tayo kita,” rason niya.
“Kasama ko si Sooha okay? Atsaka quarter to nine pa lang! Libog na libog ka na ba?” singhal mo sa kanya.
“Alam mo naman ang sagot diyan,” ngisi niya sabay halik sa iyo ng marahan, wala kang nagawa kundi halikan siya, mabilisan lamang kasi baka may dumaan bigla.
“Huwag dito gago, daanan ‘to ng tao,” sabi mo sa kanya sabay sandal sa upuan.
Hindi na umangal si Riki at imbes ay pinalit niya ang gear at nagmaneho na paalis.
“The usual spot?” tanong niya kaya tumango ka lamang.
“Parang hindi mo naman ako na-miss,” asar niya kaya naman napatawa ka.
“Grabe naman, attached ka na ba?” asar mo pabalik sa kanya.
“Hindi, gusto ko lang malaman if you’re still with me in this one.”
“Riks, hindi naman kita pupuntahan if ayaw ko,” sagot mo. “pero since pa-baby ka masyado, oo na miss na kita.”
Hindi mo na pinansin kung paano lumapad ang ngiti sa labi ni Riki at kasabay na ito ang pagbilis ng tibok ng puso mo. Sumandal ka lamang sa headrest ng upuan at hinayaan na balutin kayo ng katahimikan. Mas okay na kasi na tahimik lang kayo, after all, this set-up was nothing but for body pleasures only.
Contrary to your visible disgust towards Nishimura Riki, you’re actually close to him. Way to close.
Aaminin mo na sa una, isa ka sa mga naniniwala na basagulero siya at gago, pero Riki says otherwise to you. Kumbaga, from out of all the people who know him, you’ll be the one who’d understand him — and surprisingly, he’s right.
Sisihin mo ang iyong puso na mabait at marunong umintindi dahil umangat ang awa mo kay Riki keysa sa inis mo.
His family was broken, his peers hated him, and no one seemed to want to know his side, aside from you. It was sudden. He approached you one lunch time, sat with you because you were alone and Sooha wasn’t present and instead of showing utter disgust, you continued eating your lunch and even decided to strike a conversation with him.
Later that night, he sent you a message. It was a light conversation, something about schoolwork and assignments, at dahil ayaw mo naman siyang bumagsak, tinulungan mo na lamang.
It became deeper, your conversation turned into late night calls where you two talked nonsense things and shits about your classmates who seemed to be too judgemental for your taste. That’s how you two bonded, and somewhere there, your smile became wider and heart beat fast.
Hanggang sa umabot kayo dito.
Riki was experienced. You knew because during your friendship with him, he’s in a relationship with some girl from Cebu. LDR sila but they’ve met once during summer vacation before college, and of course, wala kang takas sa mga sexscapades nila na sayo lang niya kinekwento kasi he knows, you won’t judge him.
You listened. Quiet and without any judgement kasi naiintindihan mo na normal iyan sa iyong edad. You know that someday it’ll be your turn, siguro after graduation na lang kasi takot kang mabuntis habang nag-aaral pa.
Well, sucks to say that you ended up eating your own words — and easily, you’ll blame it all to Nishimura fucking Riki kasi hindi lamang siyang gwapo pero magaling din siyang lumandi at mangumbinsi.
It started with kisses. Nothing more, momol lang ganon. Then came the touches. On your breasts, ass, and long after — your cunt, letting him finger-fuck you that your legs were shaking.
He taught you how to please guys too. Basically using his dick as your practice until you’ve eventually memorized him. Giving him the sloppiest head that would make him let out those lewd noises and have you wetter than before — at nagustuhan mo ito. Gusto mo kung paano umungol at manginig si Riki sa tuwing binibigyan mo siya ng blowjob kasi ikaw lang ang nakakakita sa side niya na ito.
Hanggang sa bumigay ka na talaga tuluyan. One night, randomly, it was Thursday. Walang tao sa kanila, and then — there’s that urge.
Riki was your first, and for someone who was rough on you during orals and makeout sessions, he was careful during the act. The sex was so euphoric that you cummed multiple times and were limping the next day.
You thought it was just a one-time thing. Akala mo habol lang ni Riki sa iyo ay ang virginity mo dahil ganon naman ang mga lalaki diba? Pero hindi, it didn’t stopped. Tumuloy-tuloy na siya hanggang sa para na siyang naging routine ninyong dalawa.
Once a week, or maybe twice pa nga if you have spare time. Tumatakas ka sa bahay niyo, nagsisinungaling na may group project ka o kaya kasama mo si Sooha pero sa totoo lang ay kinikita mo si Riki na palagi kang sundo gamit ng kotse niya.
Tago. syempre tago iyan. Mabilisang libog lang naman siya. Sa mga cheap motels sa inyong bayan, o kaya sa isang tagong lugar na puro talahiban lang at walang streetlight. It’ll be for an hour or two, depende kung gaano kayo kahayok sa isa’t isa.
Hanggang dyan lang naman kasi ang relasyon niyo ni Riki. In public, you two act like strangers kasi magkaiba ang mundo niyo — Riki’s that rebellious troublemaker, while you’re the perfect, ideal daughter of your well-known family.
Harshly speaking but it’ll just ruin your image kapag nalaman nila na kinikita mo si Riki. The guy’s not the ideal guy to date after all and alam naman ninyong dalawa ito. Wala naman kayong balak na ipaalam ito sa mga kilala nyo dahil what you two have was nothing but to seek bodily pleasures.
Riki’s considerate pa. He knows that you’re well-known as your mother’s daughter and the last thing he wanted is for you to avoid him, especially when he considered you as his only friend in your small town. He’s surprised that you broke some rules for him, kaya siguro hindi niya ito tinigil — something in him wanted to test you further.
How long will you hold onto this setup?
Nakarating na kayo sa usual spot niyo. Labas na sa bayan at malapit sa mga bukirin. Madilim, tago, at ang pinakamalapit na bahay ay nasa may dulo pa sa gitna ng palayan — hindi mo nga alam kung may nakatira pa doon kasi parang sirang kubo na ito.
Pero hindi mo na ito pinansin nang itaas ng Riki ang handbreak at kasabay nito ang pagtanggal niya ng kanyang belt kaya ginaya mo siya.
“Backseat?” tanong niya at tumango ka lamang. Sabay kayong lumabas ng kotse at lumipat sa backseat. Saktong pagpasok niyong dalawa ay kumandong ka na sa kanya at sinunggaban ng halik.
“Excited?’ asar niya habang hinalikan ka pabalik. Ang kanyang mga kamay ay dumapo paloob sa iyong bestida sabay himas sa iyong hita. Tumango ka lamang habang walang tigil na pinapapak ang kanyang labi. Malambot ito, makapal, tapos halatang alagang-alaga ni Riki.
Not to mention, Riki’s a goddamn good kisser, kahit na dinig mo ang mga mahihinang tawa niya sa pagitan ng iyong halik ay hindi ka naasar kasi the way he kisses you back was more messy, sloppy — na parang hayok na hayok siya sa labi mo.
If that wasn’t enough, his hands started to wander around your body. Ang kanyang kamay na nilalaro ang hubog ng pwet mo bago niya ito tinulak para igiling sa matigas niyang bakat, making you moan softly on his lips.
“Fuck — Riks,” ungol mo habang walang tigil ang halikan niyo at ikaw na mismo ang gumiling-giling sa kanyang ari. Ang kamay mo ay nakahawak sa kanyang balikat habang lumakbay naman ang kamay niya sa iyong dede, pilyong nilalaro ito kaya mas lalong umiinit ang paligid.
“Stay tayo like this?” tanong niya sabay baling ng halik sa iyong leeg kaya naman inangat mo ang iyong ulo para bigyan pa siya ng espasyo sa iyong katawan.
Tumango ka lamang sabay ungol ng mahina. Riki started moving his hips, meeting you halfway as the friction started to make you wetter than before.
Hindi nagtagal ay dumapo ang kamay ni Riki sa zipper ng iyong bestida, sliding it down and in a glimpse, you’re left with nothing but your bra before he removed his shirt, revealing his toned body that left your throat dry.
You stopped your actions and stared at him, admiring his beauty while Riki hummed as he unclasped your bra, leaving your top bare in front of him.
“Okay ka lang?” tanong niya. “Natigilan ka kasi.”
“Okay lang,” sagot mo pabalik bago mo hinawakan ang mukha at hinarap sa iyo. Tangina, pogi talaga netong kumag na ito. “Bawal na matigilan?”
Umiling na lamang siya at hinayaan na halikan mo siya. It was slow this time, more sensual and intimate for a situation that only seeks for lust. It was unusual kasi palaging quickie ang ginagawa ninyo. Short foreplays and more on the act. Gabi na rin. Although wala ka namang curfew pero magtataka ang pamilya mo if ginabi ka masyado.
Still that didn’t stop you from caressing every exposed skin Riki had, making him moan against your lips as your hands trailed on his toned stomach until it reached his bulge. Groping it against the strain of his denim jeans.
Hindi mo na kailangan ng permisyon kay Riki at walang sabing tinanggal ang kanyang belt sabay baba ng zipper ng pants niya. He lifted his hips enough for you to pull it down and have you release his cock from his brief.
It was already hard and leaking in front of you. You gulped mindlessly before you removed yourself from himand kneeled on the back seat.
“Ass up baby,” sambit ni Riki and you did what he said before you started stroking his cock. Hinayaan mo siya na laruin ang iyong pwet bago mo naramdaman na binaba na niya ang panty mo, revealing your wet pussy for him.
Kasabay ng pagsubo mo sa kanyang ari ay sinimulang laruin ni Riki ang iyong puke. His long, calloused fingers smeared your slick all over your pussy before he rubbed circles on your clit. Hindi mo mapibigalang umungol kahit na labas-pasok ang tite ni Riki sa iyong bibig. Mas lalo ka lamang nalilibugan sa inyong ginagawa.
“Subo mo pa — tangina, hayop na bibig na iyan ang sarap, fuck bilisan mo pa —” halos mabaliw na si Riki sa kung paano mo chupain ang kanyang tite kaya naman mas lalo kang nagkaroon ng gana para bilisan at isubo ito sa punto na ito’y dumudulas na sa iyong lalamunan.
“Shit — tangina galing mo talaga, kaya ang sarap mong kantutin eh,” puri niya at kasabay na ito ay pinasok niya ang isa niyang daliri sa iyong puke. “Kapit na kapit ah? Gusto mo na bang matira baby?”
Umiling ka lamang habang mas binibilisan ang iyong pag-galaw. Your head starts bobbing in and out, everything’s becoming messy and sloppy, as you let your tongue swirl Riki’s underside before shifting your attention towards his head. Patuloy mo lamang ito ginagawa habang walang tigil rin ang pag-finger ni Riki sa iyo.
“Puta — tangina mo lalabasan na ako,” ungol ni Riki at ramdam mo kung paano niya ginagalaw ang kanyang hita pataas para salubungin ang iyong bibig. His head thrown back before he removed his finger from your pussy and grabbed a fistful of your hair, letting him have control of you.
“Shit! — Puta —” hindi na natuloy ni Riki ang kanyang sinabi dahil nilabasan na siya sa iyong bibig. Nanatili ka sa iyong posisyon, dinidilaan ang kanyang tite na walang tigil na nilalabas ang mainit na tamod sa iyong bibig.
Nang mahimasmasan siya, doon ka na umalis sa iyong posisyon at umupo sa back seat. Tumawa ka ng mahina habang pinupunasan ang iyong bibig.
“Tangina mo,” mura ni Riki kaya mas lalong lumakas ang iyong tawa — pero ito’y napalitan ng isang irit dahil biglang hinila ni Riki ang iyong beywang at pinahiga ka sa upuan.
“Lagot ka sa akin,” banta niya nang pumatong siya sa iyo. Pero napangisi ka lamang. Ramdam mo ang tigas ng kanyang tite sa iyong hita kaya ito’y inabot mo at hinimas muli.
“Ipasok mo na lang kaya,” asar mo kaya naman si Riki ang tumawa ngayon. He leaned down to kiss you and you immediately reciprocated it. Letting him taste himself as you let out your tongue for him to suck it hard.
Naging busy muli ang kanyang kamay. Dumapo ito sa iyong palda sabay hawi pataas para bumungad sa kanya ang iyong gitna. Bumukaka ka pa lalo para sa kanya kaya naman ito ang kanyang naging signal para ipasok ang dalawang daliri sa loob na ito.
“Ah!” ungol mo sabay liyad ng iyong katawan dahil ramdam mo ang lamig ng singsing ni Riki sa loob ng iyong puke. Napasambunot ka sa kanya habang binaba ni Riki ang kanyang labi sa iyong dede, gutom na gutom na nilalaro ito kasabay ng pag-kalikot sa iyong puke.
“Tangina Riks — shit! Hindi mo man lang tinanggal singsing mo!?” reklamo mo kahit na dagdag sarap ito sa pag-finger sa iyo. Riki hummed in response, too busy sucking your nipples hard while his fingers busied itself in curling at a specific spot that made your toe curl.
Puro mura at ungol lamang ang lumalabas sa iyong bibig. Wala kang magawa kundi higpitan ang hawak mo sa buhok ni Riki, at mukhang gustong-gusto niya ito dahil mas lalong sabik ang pagbastos niya sa iyo.
“Riks — oh my god — Riki!” in a split second, you came without any warning. Your back arched naturally while your pussy clamped against Riki’s fingers. He fucked your cunt harder, abusing that specific spot making your body twitch visibly.
Pakiramdam mo ay umalis ang kaluluwa mo dahil sa akto. Tinanggal ni Riki ang kanyang daliri sabay dila na ito. Sucking it hard as he moaned against the taste of your cunt.
“Kaya pa?” asar niya.
“The fuck, chikinini ba iyan!?” sigaw mo ng may napansin ka na maliit na pasa sa iyong dede. “Riki diba bawal to!?”
“Sa boobs mo naman, wala namang makakakita na iyan maliban sa akin,” rason niya sabay kuha ng wallet niya. Nilabas niya ang isang pakete ng condom at nirolyo ito sa kanyang tite.
“Kaya pa?” tanong niya bago niya hinila ikaw palapit sa kanya. Napakagat ka na lamang sa labi sabay tango.
Riki entered slowly. He always enters slowly, making sure you’re well-adjusted with his length and girth. Ayaw niya maging mayabang pero masyado kasi siyang malaki. Kahit na ilang beses na niyang kinantot ikaw, ayaw niya na biglain ka. Ikaw rin naman kasi, kahit ilang beses nang kantutin ng kanyang tite, ang sikip-sikip pa rin.
“Fuck,” bulyaw niya, sabay pikit ng mata kasi putangina naman, para siyang nasa langit dahil sa init at sikip ng puke mo. hapit na hapit na para bang ayaw mong paalisin ang kanyang tite — at hindi siya aangal kung habang-buhay na lamang siya na nasa ganitong posisyon.
“Comfy?” tanong niya sabay hawi ng buhok mo. pareho na kayong pawisan at init na init sa loob, kahit na bukas ang aircon. Hinahamog na ang mga bintana pero parang wala lang sa inyo kasi masyado kayong lunod sa sarap na nararamdaman ng inyong katawan.
“Super comfy,” sagot mo sabay kapit sa kanyang balikat. “Move ka na please?”
Pero bago pa man siya gumalaw biglang tumunog ang kanyang selpon. Pareho kayong natigilan pero dahil baka ito’y importante, kinuha na lang ni Riki ang phone niya na nasa cup holder sa gitna.
“Si Sooha tumatawag,” bungad niya sabay pakita sa iyo ang phone screen niya.
Nanlaki ang mata mo at bigla kang kinabahan. Kasabay na ito ay para bang may sumagi sa isip ni Riki dahil nandilim ang kanyang tingin sayo at ang kanyang ngisi ay naging malapad.
“Hi Sooha, ano ‘yon?” tanong ni Riki sabay tingin sa iyo. Nanigas ka sa iyong pwesto. Hindi mo akalain na sasagutin ni Riki tawag.
If that wasn’t enough, he put the call on a loudspeaker, placed it on the pull cup, and gestured to you to be quiet. Lumakas ang tibok ng puso mo. Hindi mo alam kung anong gagawin especially when Riki’s in total control in your position.
“Hi! Busy ka ba?” tanong ni Sooha. She sounded excited that you moved for a second but Riki pushed you down. Hands on your throat as his gaze darkened and his hand wrapped around you tighter that you could feel his fingers pressing on your side.
“Hindi naman,” kaswal na sabi niya. “Bakit?”
“I have something to say, and actually — I’ve been — uhm, ano kasi,” pautal-utal ang iyong kaibigan bago sinimulan ni Riki na galawin ang kanyang hita. Mabagal, at dahan-dahan pero ramdam mo ang pagsalya ng tite niya sa iyong puke kaya napapikit ka at napakagat sa labi mo. Pinipigilan na may lumabas na mga bastos na tunog sa iyong bibig.
“Importante ba?” kaswal na tanong ni Riki habang mas bumibilis ang kanyang pagbayo. Wala kang magawa kundi hampasin ang balikat ni Riki. But he only chuckled lightly before he gave you a short yet sharp thrust that knocked a breath out of you. A moan slipped past your lips that you covered your mouth quickly. Hoping that it wasn’t caught on the call.
“Yup! Super important and — sorry, I’m just trying to make this perfect, wait lang — teka, nahihiya ako,” ani ni Sooha kaya nakahinga ka ng maluwag.
“Go lang, take your time, hindi naman ako busy,” sinungaling ni Riki habang pinanood niya kung paano lumuha at tumirik ang iyong mata dahil patuloy ang kanyang pag-laspag sa iyo. Hindi niya mapigilang tanggalin ang iyong kamay para halikan ang luha na tumulo sa iyo pisngi sabay dila dito.
“Cute,” bulong niya sa iyo at doon ka naglakas-loob na itaas ang middle finger mo sa kanya. Dinilaan niya lamang ito at bago ka pa makaangal ay ito’y kanyang sinubo at sinipsip na para bang isang lollipop.
“I like you Riki,” pag-amin ni Sooha kaya natigilan ka.
Putangina.
Umamin ang iyong kaibigan kay Riki.
Your best friend confessed to the guy you’ve warned her about — the same guy that’s fucking you hard in his car in the middle of nowhere right now.
Hindi mo alam kung ano dapat ang maramdaman mo. Pero parang nawala sa isang iglap ang pag-amin ng kaibigan mo kasi ramdam mo ang pagbayo ni Riki sa iyong puke.
Parang wala lang kay gago ang sinabi ng iyong bestfriend dahil ipinagpatuloy lamang ni Riki ang paglaro sa iyong daliri bago siya bumitaw dito at hinawakan niya ang iyong kamay — sabay tutok ng basang daliri mo sa iyong labi at kahit hindi siya nagsalita, alam mo ang ibig sabihin ito.
You sucked your finger hard and lewd that your saliva’s dripping on your hand and chin. You did it for a few seconds before removing it and with your tongue out, started playing on it without removing your eye contact with the person on top of you.
“Matagal na, simula noong niligtas mo ako doon sa lasing, I couldn’t get you out of my head. Akala ko crush lang pero hindi ko alam na unti-unti na pala akong nahuhulog sa iyo,” paliwanag niya pero parang labas sa kabilang tainga ang mga sinasabi ni Sooha dahil kinabig ni Riki ang iyong daliri at sinunggaban ka muli ng halik.
Mas mapusok, mas agresibo habang patuloy lamang ang pagbayo niya sa iyong puke. Mas mabilis keysa sa kanina, rinig mo kung paano sumasampal ang mga balat ninyo kaya sumasagi sa isip mo kung naririnig ba ni Sooha ang kasahulan niyo ni Riki. You couldn’t help but to slip a few moans just to test it, and because of what you were doing, Riki’s chuckling dark right now.
Alam mong mali pero hindi mo mapigilan kundi sumikip lalo sa ideya na baka nga, naririnig ng best friend mo kung paano ka kantutin ng kanyang crush.
“Putangina,” bulong mo ng mahina nang humiwalay si Riki sa iyo. Parehong libog lamang ang tingin niyo sa isa’t isa kaya naman mas naging kampante ka sa inyong dalawa.
“Sarap ba?” tanong niya kaya ikaw ay ngumisi sabay tango.
"Tangina, sarap mo talaga Riki," bulong mo sa kanya.
“uhm…Riki?” biglang sabat ni Sooha kaya naman tumawa lamang si Riki.
“Dito pa,” sagot niya pero ang tingin niya ay nasa iyo pa rin.
“Narinig mo naman sinabi ko diba?” tanong ni Sooha. “Iyon lang naman, I just want to let you know about my feelings for you.”
Hindi mo alam kung swerte ka ba o hindi kasi kahit ni isang tunog ay hindi manlang napansin ng best friend mo. Napaisip ka na lang na siguro, mananatili talagang tago ang kagaguhan niyo Riki.
Which you didn't mind, not when he's fucking you hard despite hearing your best friend confess her feelings to him.
“Thanks Sooha, I’m flattered, I didn’t expect you’d like me,” sagot ni Riki. His smirk was still there before he planted a kiss in between your chest.
Riki suddenly changed his angle. Lifting your hips before he started pounding you again. The new angle fucked your g-spot so hard that you were concealing from making any lewd noises. Clasping your mouth hard as you bite your lips.
“Pero sorry Sooha,” sambit niya sabay tingin sa iyo. “May mahal na kasi akong iba.”
You stared at him for a moment. Your heart started beating fast as he grabbed his phone and placed it near you. “In fact, I’m with her, gusto mo ba siya makilala?”
Tinanggal ni Riki ang hawak ng iyong kamay at binilisan ang pagbayo sa iyo, kaya naman mas dumiin ang kagat mo sa iyong labi na kumbinsido ka na may ito’y dudugo na.
“Hindi na — sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to — pero thank you for being honest with me,” sagot ni Sooha at bago pa ikaw makapag-salita, binaba na ng bestfriend mo ang tawag.
The last thing you heard was how devastated she was before you let out a loud moan as your pussy started to clamp around Riki’s cock. His laugh was cocky and proud as he dropped his phone on the floor before pounding inside you harder than before.
“Riki —”
“You think hindi ko napansin? Sumisikip ka kanina, putangina, parang sarap na sarap ka na kinakantot kita habang binasted ko ang best friend mo.” asar niya.
“Fuck you.” ismid mo kasi totoo naman ang kanyang sinasabi.
“Talaga baby, I’m fucking you right now — shit, dapat nag-salita ka, imagine what Sooha’s reaction would be kapag nalaman niya na ikaw kasama ko,” dagdag pa niya.
Hindi ka na makasagot pabalik kasi ramdam mo na ang pikot sa iyong tiyan. Humigpit ang hawak mo sa kanyang braso habang tanging mga ungol na lamang ang lumalabas sa bibig.
“Lalabasan ka na? Putcha, dapat kanina pa kaso epal talaga iyong Sooha na iyon.” pasaring ni Riki kaya hinampas mo siya.
“Can you shut up? Best friend ko pa rin iyon,” sambit mo.
“Huh, best friend daw pero nakikipag-sex sa crush ng best friend niya?”
“Hindi ka naman niya jowa,” sagot mo bago mo siya tinulak ng malakas para paalisin sa posisyon niya. Naguluhan bigla si Riki pero nang ikaw ay lumapit sa kanya sabay kandong, doon niya napagtanto ang iyong balak.
“Kaya okay lang, sabi ko rin naman sa kanya, huwag sa iyo, gago ka eh,” paliwanag mo kaya tumawa lamang si Riki.
“Gago nga — gago mo,” asar niya habang ang kanyang kamay ay nasa beywang mo.
“Sa akin lang talaga?” tanong mo.
“All yours baby,” sambit niya sabay halik ng agresibo sa iyo. Tumawa ka lamang sa kanyang sagot bago mo inangat ang iyong hita sabay hawak sa kanyang ari.
Slowly, you sank down on Riki’s cock. The new position rips your pussy apart and yet, you couldn’t help but to moan at the overwhelming sensation. Ramdam mo kung gaano kayo kalapit ni Riki. Ang kanyang kamay na nasa beywang mo habang sa iyo naman ay nasa balikat niya.
“Good girl,” bulong sa iyo ni Riki, at walang sabing kumaldag sa iyong puke. “My fucking good girl.”
“Riki —” bulong mo habang giniling mo ang iyong hita para maramdaman mo kung paano sumalya ang kanyang tite sa iyong puke.
“Fuck, come on baby,” ngisi niya. “Pakita mo sa akin kung kanino lang ako.”
With the new position. You were in charge. That’s why you started moving. Bouncing on his hard cock that it’s reaching the deepest part of your cunt. Ramdam mo kung paano ito tinutusok ang cervix mo kaya naman mas binilisan mo ang iyong pag-galaw.
“Like that — shit, tangina baby, you like my cock that much?” kasabay na ito ay bigla niyang pinalo ang pwet mo kaya napahiyaw ka sa sakit. Still, that didn’t stop you from fucking yourself hard on his cock.
The adrenaline was there. Everytime you’re on top of Riki, it won’t take you for a few minutes to be worn out. You hate that position. Pero parang hayok ka ngayon. Halata na may gusto kang patunayan.
Hinalikan mo muli si Riki at wala siyang nagawa kundi mahulog sa tamis ng iyong labi. Hinayaan ka niyang gawin ang kung anong gusto mong gawin sa kanya. Wanting to see how far your desires were for him.
Dumapo ang iyong labi sa kanyang leeg pababa sa balakat. Riki groaned as he felt your lips nibbling against his collarbones and he knew what it meant — you were marking him. Leaving soft hickeys on his skin.
It was your only rule. No marks left. Pero parang wala kayong pakialam kung may maiwan man na marka sa inyong balat. Riki left it on your boobs on purpose so that no one could see it. Pero sa iyo, you’re placing it on an exposed area — and Riki likes that idea that you’re claiming him as yours.
Doon mas naging sabik si Riki. Kanyang pinulupot ang braso niya sa iyong beywang kaya natigilan ka, pero kasabay na ito ay sinimulang bayuhin ni Riki ang kanyang tite sa iyo.
“Oh — Riki!” ungol mo lamang dahil bawat bayo ay mas lalo kang sumisikip. Mas masarap, mas agresibo ang posisyon niyo pero mas malapit kayo sa isa’t isa. Napasandal ka bigla sa dibdib niya kaya hindi mo maiwasang marinig ang mabilis na tibok ng puso niya.
Maliban doon, ramdam mo rin ang init ng katawan niyo. Hindi mo alam kung libog ba ito o isang pakiramdam na iyong nararamdaman lamang kapag kasama si Riki. Pero hindi mo na ito pinansin dahil ramdam mo na ang pikot sa tiyan mo. Kaya naman halos mga iyak na ang mga tunog na lumalabas sa bibig mo. Naintindihan ni Riki ito kaya mas binilisan niya ang pag-galaw.
“Shit, lalabasan ka na? Ako rin — putangina,” mura niya kaya naman ikaw ay tumango at hinayaan na siya na ang gumalaw para sa inyong dalawa.
Naghalo-halo na ang pawis sa iyong katawan, puro fog na ang mga bintana, at sa bawat galaw niyo ay umuuga ng matunog ang sasakyan. Only lewd noises could be heard inside the car and within a few seconds, a choked moan left your lips as your orgasm crashed on you in a snap.
Ramdam ni Riki kung paano ka nanginig sa kanyang hawak. Napamura na lamang siya kasi mas lalong sumikip ang iyong puke kaya naman ay hindi nagtagal ay sumunod rin si Riki. Humigpit ang yakap niya sayo nang siya’y labasan. Mautal-utal ang mga mura niya habang walang tigil ang pag-bayo sa iyong puke.
Nanatili kayo sa iyong posisyon ng ilang minuto bago lumuwag ang hawak niya sa iyo. Doon ka na gumalaw at umalis sa pagka-kandong sa kanya. Umupo ka sa back seat habang pareho kayong naghahabol ng hininga.
“May wipes diyan sa compartment,” pagbasag ni Riki sa katahimikan at kasabay na ito ay kinuha niya ang isang malaking wet wipes at inabot sa iyo.
Tinanggap mo na lamang ito at ikaw na mismo ang naglinis sa iyo. Ganon rin si Riki. tinanggal niya ang condom, tinali, binalot ng wet wipes, sabay tapon sa labas kaya hinampas mo siya.
“Dugyot ka rin no? Kung saan-saan ka talaga nagtapon,” reklamo mo sa kanya.
Tumawa lamang siya bago kinuha ang shirt niya na nasa sahig. “Alangan namang dalhin ko pa iyon at itapon sa bahay, okay na iyan, wala namang makakakita.”
“Baliw ka talaga,” komento mo habang nagbibihis. Gusot-gusot na ang iyong bestida habang ang buhok mo’y magulo na. Hinayaan mo na lamang ito dahil pagkatapos niyo mag-ayos ni Riki ay bumalik na kayo sa front seat at umalis na sa lugar.
"Uwi na?" tanong niya.
"Please, baka hinahanap na ako nila mama," sagot mo habang ang atensyon mo ay nasa iyon selpon. Walang chat ang pamilya mo pero tadtad ka ng mga message ng best friend. Ito na nga ba ang sinasabi ko.
Kayo’y nabalot sa isang malumanay na katahimikan. Tanging ang tugtog sa speaker ng kotse ni Riki ang iyong naririnig. Sanay ka na sa ganitong sitwasyon dahil nakakapagod rin ang sex. Ramdam mo pa rin ang sakit sa iyong gitna kaya ang nasa isip mo lamang ay maliligo ka pag-uwi mo.
Makalipas ang ilang minuto ay nakarating na kayo sa iyong bahay — sa may kanto lamang, dahil baka magtaka ang pamilya mo kung sino ang kasama mo. Ayos lang naman sa iyo maglakad ng ilang hakbang keysa namang mahuli na kasama mo si Riki.
“Thanks Riki,” sambit mo nang tanggalin mo ang seatbelt sabay kuha ng sling bag mo.
“Next week ulit?” tanong niya kaya naman tumawa ka bago siya halikan — ito’y kanyang mabilisang tinugunan. Alam niya na ito ang sagot sa tanong niya.
“Ingat ka sa pag-uwi ha?” habilin mo sa kanya ng humiwalay ka.
“Oo na po, love you baby,” asar ni Riki nang ikaw ay bumaba sa sasakyan kaya natigilan ka.
“Tangina mo Riki.” mura mo pero ang ngiti mo’y malapad. “Love you too.”
Hindi niyo alam kung kagaguhan lang ba iyon o may halong sinseridad. Hindi rin sumagi sa isip mo na tanungin rin sa isa’t isa kung ang inyong sitwasyon ang hanggang dito lang.
Siguro kasi sapat na sa inyo kung ano man ito — knowing that it was never meant for you two to be together at all.
He played catch with Colt btw. Like Ksaver did with him btw. Playing catch with Ksaver was the one thing that he loved and so he went out to recreate it with Colt who was going to inherit his Beast Titan. Btw. He tried breaking the curse btw. But he just couldn’t. Colt died protecting his brother because Zeke wanted to protect his own brother. Colt died ultimately failing to protect his brother just as Zeke died failing to save his brother and had to succumb to his goal. Jeannette winterson this is not a love story but love is in it. Btw.
♬⋆.˚"She doesn't know who I am, and she doesn't give a damn about me."♬⋆.˚
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⟡Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Female!Reader (2000s AU)
⟡Synopsis: After a brief (and slightly awkward) encounter on the playground with the school's biggest crybaby, Eren Jaeger, he became utterly enamored with you. With that being said, you seem to have totally forgotten about that day, about him. He just wants you to look his way one more time. :(
⟡Content Warnings: Not really anything crazy going on, possible implied bullying, Eren's kind of a creep, but it's not too bad (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
⟡Word Count: 3,561
⟡Enjoy!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
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The loud, shrill shrieks of the rusted swings, the sun beating down onto the pavement, and the sound of children running around filled the air. It was recess, and school was almost out for the summer. You were thrilled, everyone was thrilled.
You were sitting with your friends under your designated tree (because every friend group had its designated tree), sitting comfortably against the large trunk with your nose stuck in a book. It was a random book, one of those that none of the other kids even glance at in the library, but of course, you did, to no one’s surprise. Your eyes were glued to the pages, the discussion between your friends about which boy on the playground was the cutest simply becoming background noise as you completely immersed yourself. That was until, of course, someone had to disturb your peace.
You jumped slightly after hearing a thud beside you, shortly followed by loud sobs. Peeking up from your book, you find yourself staring silently at Eren Jaeger, who had obviously just somehow toppled to the ground right in front of you due to the way he was lying on the grass, his knee scraped and bloodied. The girls sitting around you begin turning their noses up, letting out quiet giggles. It was evident that he was definitely not considered the cutest boy on the playground.
You slip your bookmark between the two pages, gently closing the book before carefully setting it down on the grass. Eren watched you with a puzzled gaze as you stood up, offering your hand to him. His sobs and whimpers quickly halt as he blinks, a few stray tears rolling down his chubby cheeks. His curious and slightly guarded eyes meet yours before he hesitantly takes your hand.
“Are you okay?” Your quiet words finally break the silence, and he immediately straightens his posture, nodding his head vigorously. “Just a scratch…” His shaky voice mutters, as though he totally didn’t just cry his eyes out in front of you.
“Really? You were crying, really loudly, actually.” Eren cringes at your words, his bottom lip quivering. He couldn’t help that he was sensitive…anytime he felt any sort of strong emotion, the waterworks just flooded out. “It’s okay if you’re not…you hit your knee pretty hard.” The reassurance makes him pause and look down at his knee, blood trickling down to his beat-up sneakers.
You look back down at his wound, offering him a sympathetic smile. “Maybe you should go to the nurse.” He remains silent, staring at you with a dumbfounded expression, causing you to shift uncomfortably. “Uhm…do you need help? I can walk you there.” You watch as his eyes light up at your suggestion, nodding so enthusiastically you thought his head would fly off.
You reach down to grab your book, just in case you find yourself in the nurse's office for longer than anticipated, ignoring your friends' judgmental looks and hushed whispers. You knew what they were talking about, Eren knew too. It was no secret that Eren Jaeger was weird. ‘Unique’ is what you would call him, though none of your friends really knew what that meant; they always said it was a word only your big books used. He definitely wasn’t an average kid; that much was evident when your teacher paired the two of you up for your solar system model project, and he cried because he hated how the foam balls felt on his fingers. You didn’t really judge him for it, though; you were more frustrated that you had to paint them all while he only labeled the planets.
He let out a few sniffles as you walked with him, occasionally sneaking glances your way, thinking you wouldn’t notice. But you did, you noticed everything, and you definitely noticed the way he would blatantly stare at you from the back of the classroom.
“Does it still hurt?” You pipe up, desperate to reduce the awkwardness between the two of you. Your efforts proved to be pointless when he simply nodded, looking down at the colorful tiles that lined the school’s halls. “Maybe the nurse will give you some medicine.” Another attempt to get him to say something, anything, but he simply nods again.
After what felt like hours of endless uncomfortable sniffles and pointless questions, along with your silent regret of even offering to walk with him, you finally make it to the nurse's office. You look up at him with a surprised expression as he holds the door open for you, though the exchange is cut short as he quickly looks away from you, only his pink-tipped ears visible. The cool air of the nurse's office hits you as you enter the room, for some odd reason, it was always freezing in there, and you weren’t the only one to notice. Eren’s dark brows knit together as the cold air hits his wound, causing him to wince slightly.
The nurse, an older, wrinkly woman, who ironically is the complete opposite of a caring and compassionate caretaker, swivels around on her chair to look at the two of you, her naturally hostile expression hardening as her eyes land on Eren. “What do you need?” The two of you tense up at her malicious tone.
Eren looks at you, silently begging you to speak. You purse your lips together before sighing, “He scraped his knee…ma’am.” The nurse lets out a scoff, already reaching into the nearby freezer for an ice pack. “He can’t speak for himself?” Both of you remain silent and unmoving, as though if one of you slipped up in the slightest bit, you’d both be punished.
The nurse sets an ice pack down on a nearby table, turning her attention back to whatever was much more important on her computer than her job. With hesitation, you pick up the ice pack before hurriedly walking out of the room, Eren at your heels. The two of you sit down on the chairs outside of the office, the ones that the really sick kids have to sit in when their parents have to come pick them up. The idea that a kid who threw up their peanut butter and jelly sandwich from lunch previously sat in the seat you now sit in made you feel a bit queasy. You hand the ice pack to Eren, wiping your numbed hand off on your jeans.
“Thanks.” He speaks quietly before placing the ice pack on his knee, letting out a quiet hiss. The two of you stare silently at his knee, watching as the freezing cold water drips down his calf. “You’re…very nice for helping me.” Eren, much to your surprise, finally speaks when unprovoked. You pick your head up to look at him, though he keeps his eyes glued to the ice pack like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen.
“No one else was going to.” Your blunt words cause him to flinch, which makes you pause. Was that mean? You weren’t trying to hurt his feelings. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it in a bad way.” Eren shakes his head as his grip on the ice pack tightens. Your teeth gnaw at the inside of your cheek, the only sound in the hall being your hands running up and down the denim of your pants.
“I can walk back to class by myself.” Eren huffs in offense, at least that’s how you hear it. You’re having a hard time reading his emotions, partly because his shaggy hair is covering most of his face.
“Oh…okay.” You respond, your tone coming out slightly disappointed. But you don’t get up, not yet. The two of you sit in silence for a few seconds longer, neither of you quite sure what the other is thinking. After finally snapping out of whatever trance you seemed to be in, you get up from the uncomfortable plastic chair, your book still held snugly against your side. Eren doesn’t budge, though you swear you saw his shoulders dropping with dismay. Without another word, you begin walking off, glancing at the clock above the nurse's door. Recess was over; it had been over for quite a few minutes at that. You hug your book to your chest as your shoes thud against the tiles. A part of you felt bad for leaving Eren behind. Would he be okay to walk back on his own? Though now that you’re really thinking about it, he didn’t seem to struggle too much on the way there.
You stop in front of your classroom door, lightly knocking on it to signal your arrival. After only a few seconds, your teacher opens the classroom door, looking down at you with a displeased expression. “You best be glad your friends knew where you went. You come to me next time you leave that playground, understand?” Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, you had completely forgotten to ask for permission to even go to the nurse. You nod quickly before swiftly making your way to your seat, silently hoping that all of your classmates weren’t actually staring at you and it was all a figment of your imagination. But you sat in the very front of the classroom, of course, everyone was staring at you.
Throughout the rest of class, you continuously glance behind you, in the direction of Eren’s seat, which remained empty the entire class period. You heard the teacher muttering something about an ‘office referral’ over the phone, and your heart dropped. It wasn’t for you; you never got in trouble, but you knew who it was for, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. You scrambled to your feet as soon as the bell rang, signalling that the school day was over. Your heavy bookbag weighed on your shoulders as you hurriedly made your way out of the classroom, not even stopping to tell any of your friends goodbye. The guilt was eating at you, and walking by the visible water droplets on the floor beside the two chairs in front of the nurse's office, where both of you sat earlier, didn’t make it any better.
He wouldn’t be upset, right? He got office referrals all the time; it was nothing new. It wasn’t even your fault; he should’ve watched where he was going. Or maybe he should’ve just brushed it off; it was only a scraped knee. Or maybe you should’ve brushed it off; it was only a scraped knee. You sulk as you exit the school through the front doors, not even bothering to hold the door open for the other kids exiting behind you. The only time you look up from the ground is to double-check that your mother’s car was the first in line, waiting to pick you up like always. You open the car door, ignoring your mom’s pestering questions about how your day was as you turn to face the car window, your bottom lip poking out as you try to ignore the tight feeling in your throat and the nausea settling in your stomach.
You were sensitive, you couldn’t help it, the same kind of sensitivity that made everyone avoid him at recess, the same kind of sensitivity that made his classmates walk past his desk when the teacher instructed everyone to pick a partner, the same kind of sensitivity that made Eren Jaeger so weird. But you weren’t like him; you had friends to play with at recess, you had classmates who would immediately look your way when pairing up was mentioned in class, you weren’t weird. At least, you told yourself that, and you were very good at pretending.
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Ten years. It had been ten years since you and Eren had spoken for the first and last time, had looked at each other, had walked beside each other, but surely not ten years since you’ve thought about each other. Oh, no. Absolutely not. You’ve thought about each other every single day, well, at least he’s thought about you every single day.
It was hard not to. You stayed on his mind ever since that day he tripped and fell on the playground. Although now, you were an intelligent young woman, ready to graduate high school and begin the successful life that has already been mapped out for you, rather than the little girl who always sat beside that big tree with her nose stuck in a book. Actually, you still did that too, which he only knows because he decides to take the long way to work every day, the route that conveniently passes through your neighborhood, by your house. The number of times he’s almost swerved into the ditch or wrecked into a car driving in the other lane is comical. How is he supposed to explain to the cops that he was too distracted staring at some girl whom he’s been enamored with since third grade?
“Don’t overthink it, Eren, just talk to her.” That one sentence was one he had been hearing since that day, after he had told his best friends, Armin and Mikasa, how the cutest girl with the highest grade point average in the school walked him to the nurse. But they were wrong, they were so wrong. Sure, Eren was obsessed with you, knew your entire schedule, knew all of your relatives, and knew things about you that others wouldn’t even care to learn, but he was still realistic. You hadn’t spoken a word to him since then, hadn’t looked at him; he’d bet money that you hadn’t even thought about him. Why would you? He turns in mediocre, half-assed work in every class, which shows in his even more mediocre grades. The only times he leaves his house are to go to school, work, and occasionally hang out with his two best friends.
He was a loser; there was no way around it, everyone knew it, and he knew it too. The kind of guy who everyone expects to drop out and work a part-time job for the rest of his life while still living with his mom, spending his ‘hard-earned money’ on video games, comic books, and action figures. You didn’t need a guy like that. If the human race were going extinct and you two were the only ones left, he wouldn’t bat an eye if you chose a slow, painful death over him.
Eren was abruptly snapped out of his thoughts as the bell to the door of the video store chimed. Oh, right, he was at work. He straightens his posture, something his boss previously instructed him to do since management had been getting complaints about his customer service. “Welcome in.” He mutters unenthusiastically.
“Don’t sound too happy to see me.” Armin peeks his head from around the shelf that’s placed right in front of the door. Eren’s earlier irritation dwindles as he relaxes, watching his best friend make his way to the front desk. “Oh, hey, Armin.”
“I thought you were off today. You seemed like you were in a good mood in class.” Armin props his elbows against the counter, his chin resting in his hands. Eren was in a good mood in class today, but not because he had the day off, but because that was the one and only class he had with you. It was art class, nothing special, there’s no way he’d ever make the cut for all those college-level classes like you and Armin. He remembered overhearing you talking to your friends about class schedules one day at lunch, his heart fluttering when he watched you become so enthusiastic about your art class. He also remembered immediately turning to Armin and Mikasa, demanding that the three of them also take art. Mikasa declined, stating that her elective class was already reserved for drama, but Armin agreed. It’s not like he was planning on speaking to you, or sitting at the table you were quietly sitting at when he walked into that classroom for the first time, but something inside him shattered when he saw none other than Jean Kirstein plopping his obnoxious, horse-faced, idiotic ass right next to you.
Luckily for him, Jean had come down with the flu and had been out the entire week, serving him right for sitting beside you. “Jean hasn’t been in class the entire week, yeah, I’m in a good mood.” A cheeky smile tugs at Eren’s lips. “She looks so radiant when that bastard isn’t breathing down her neck. There’s just no way he’s actually interested in her work, a guy as shallow as him who doesn't have the complexity to even begin to understand her art.” Armin looks at Eren with an unamused expression as he rambles, simply letting out a low exhale in response.
“What? You don’t think so?” Eren’s tone becomes defensive. “He’s not good for her, he’ll never be. I bet he doesn’t even know that she loves classic literature, and that The Odyssey is her favorite.”
“No, he probably doesn’t, because you’re the only one who stalks the poor girl.” Armin quickly butts in, causing Eren to freeze. “It’s not even a little crush anymore, Eren. It’s getting creepy.”
Eren scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. “You don’t get it. I’m not being creepy.” He grabs a box of DVDs from the bottom shelf of the retail counter, huffing as he sets it down on the countertop. “You don’t give Mikasa this much shit about that girl she's been gushing over.”
“Maybe because Mikasa actually talks to her on a day-to-day basis? Unlike you and your…soulmate.” Uncomfortable silence fills the store before Armin speaks up again. “Are you ever going to talk to her? You know she’s moving off for college, right? What then? You just gonna stare at your ceiling at night wishing you said something while she’s moving on with her life?” Eren’s entire body tenses up at that, at the reality of it all. You were moving, soon at that. It was April, and next month was graduation. Then come those lousy three months of summer break, and then August, when classes would start. Armin’s displeased expression softens slightly as he sighs. “Don’t you think this is kinda unhealthy? It’d be different if you spoke to her…if the two of you were at least acquainted…but you’re not. It’s only messing with your head, she’s not going to magically decide she wants to be with you for the rest of her life, y’know?”
“I know that, Armin.” Eren runs his hand through his messy brown hair. “She’d never even think about going out with a guy like me. Even if she did, do you know how many people would probably talk her out of it? I’d only mess things up for her.”
“Just try talking to her. We literally have a class with her. Why don’t you…uh…compliment her art? Since you’re apparently some kind of complex and emotionally intelligent guy who fully understands the true message behind her meaningful pieces that she works on in her high school art class.” Eren glares at Armin, though there’s no real ill intent behind it.
“That’d be weird.” Armin rolls his eyes at the blunt statement. “Oh, puh-lease. You know what’s weird? Ogling her for the entire duration of class from the back of the room. You think she doesn’t notice? She’d probably appreciate it a lot more if you spoke to her.” Eren’s cheeks redden with embarrassment as his eyes dart around the store, desperate to find anything to save him from this conversation.
“I don’t ogle her. I…admire her.” He mutters.
“Yeah, ogle…admire…whatever, you do both. Either way, it’s weird.” Armin pushes himself off the counter, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his oversized hoodie. “Let’s make a deal. You talk to her tomorrow, and then me, you, and Mikasa can throw a celebratory pizza party.”
Armin’s ‘deal’ earns a chuckle out of Eren. “That’s so not a fair deal, dude. You’re just saying that because you wanna throw a pizza party.”
“I’ll pay for the pizza. And we can get Dr. Pepper instead of Coke this time.” Eren looks at him expectantly. Armin sighs. “Fine, and you can play as Scorpion in Mortal Kombat…and I might let you win.”
“Deal,” Eren smirks smugly, his previous dejected mood quickly brightening. “Only if Jean isn’t there tomorrow.” Armin holds his hand out, smiling as Eren grabs and shakes it.
“Jean would get off on knowing this entire deal is reliant on him not showing up for school tomorrow.” Armin teases, his smile widening when Eren snatches his hand away from him.
“Shut up. I don’t give a shit about what that prick does. He just needs to mind his own damn business.” Eren shakes his head as he goes back to the box of DVDs in front of him. Oddly enough, he’d rather do his job than even think about Jean. “Now leave so I can close.” He swats his hand at Armin.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m going. I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” Eren remains silent, letting out a long, weary sigh after hearing the familiar jingling from the bell above the door. No way he actually just agreed to finally speaking to you, after ten years, especially for a damn pizza party and Mortal Kombat character privileges. He was such a loser.
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⟡Yayyyy finally posted chapter 1!! Tysm for being so patient and supportive!!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
tags; dead dove do not eat, not proofread, cheating, breeding, corruption, dacryphilia, praise, dub-con/non-con, reader is married to Jay, Jay kinda a douche, use of nicknames (baby, sweetheart), groping, creampie, cum ring, belly bulge, reader does give birth.
"I just don't know what to do, man."
Sunghoon stared at the man next to him, head down on the bar counter with 5 empty beer bottles piling up next to his head.
Jay was here, upset and drunk of his mind at the fact that you have received a negative pregnancy test once again. Sunghoon couldn't help but scoff to himself that instead of comforting you, he's here complaining.
"I mean.. could she be infertile?" he spoke once more, lifting his head up. "Have you considered maybe the problem is your dick?" Sunghoon replied back, raising an eyebrow whilst signalling the bartender to pay the tab.
Jay chuckled, "Nah." His head fell back against the counter again, energy slowing draining from his body. Sunghoon let out a small sigh, glancing at the barely conscious man after paying.
A hand gripped onto Jay's shoulder, hoisting him up. "Come on, man. I'll drive you home," Sunghoon announced, wrapping an arm over his neck, ignoring the little protests of wanting to drink more.
Once they've arrived in front of the home, Sunghoon had to practically drag Jay up to the front door. He pressed on the doorbell, the ringing echoing through the luxurious house. After a few seconds, the front door opened.
Sunghoon felt his breath get taken away for a second.
You were in a beautiful silk black night gown along with a matching robe. Despite being in sleepwear, you seemed well awake, probably waiting up for Jay.
Your eyes landed onto your unconscious husband, letting out a small gasp as you stood to the side. Sunghoon took it as his signal to drag the man inside, in which you closed the door behind him.
You immediately came to your husband's aid, taking him into your own arms and leading him upstairs, presumably your room for him to sleep safely in.
Sunghoon watched your figure slowly disappear before walking into the kitchen, leading against the counter.
Sunghoon always liked you.
He knew once he laid eyes on 'Jay's new girlfriend,' he was done for. He couldn't help but envy his friend. He clearly didn't know you were worth enough, and he definitely did not know what to do with all of that. You deserved to be treated like a goddess, both in bed and out.
Maybe you weren't satisfied.. and Sunghoon wanted to satisfy you.
Light thuds came clearer and closer as Sunghoon turned his head to see you coming back downstairs. Your eyes locked for a second before you shyly turned your gaze away.
"Sorry about him, I told him not to drink too much," your soft voice interrupted the silence. Of course, Jay didn't listen to you. Sunghoon knows he would. "Should I get you something to drink, water?"
A tall glass appeared in front of him, his eyes following your movements as you filled it up, taking your spot beside him. You gently nudged the glass towards him.
He wrapped his hand around the glass, glancing at you before muttering a quiet, "Thank you," before taking a small sip. "Sorry about the bother so late at night," you apologised with that cute voice of yours that he could swear was addicted to.
"Don't apologise so much. It's not your fault," he spoke up, voice low, finger tapping against the cold glass. You nodded slowly, looking in front of you as awkward silence engulfed you.
"Jay was telling me about what happened.." You glanced up at the man, ".. how are you taking it?" You let out a shaky sigh, glancing down at your fidgeting hands. "I don't know.. I'm used to it by now," you spoke before continuing, "but I feel ready bad for Jay."
Sunghoon mentally rolled his eyes. "You shouldn't worry about him," "I know, but he really wants a kid, and I'm the reason he can't fulfill that wish."
God, Sunghoon really wanted to kill Jay for making you feel like this.
"How do you he's not the problem?" "Well, I.." He watched you trail off, realising that you've never let the thought that Jay might be infertile pass your mind at all.
"Are you satisfied?"
Your eyebrows knitted together, looking up at him, "What?" Sunghoon fulled turned his gaze towards you, "I said, "Are you satisfied?" He watched your face slowly become flustered, cheeks lightly reddening and eyes darting around.
"W-Well.. the important part is that he is satisfied so that I can ge-" "That wasn't my question," Sunghoon interrupted. He didn't care if he was getting bold now, he wanted you to admit it.
He watched you as you glanced down at the counter, biting down gently against your bottom lip. He placed a hand onto your lower back, gently smoothing his hand against the soft silk.
He shifted his movements to stand behind you, crotch rubbing against the plush of your ass. His hands caged you as he leaned in, breath tickling your neck. "Tell me how he does it, baby," he whispers softly, hands resting on your waist.
You let out a small whimper, head low. "Uhm.." your voice was quiet, flustered. "He's slow.. a-and gentle.." You spoke, letting out a soft moan at the feeling of Sunghoon rolling his hips into you.
"Yeah?" He spoke back, voice low. You gave a weak nod, feeling yourself stumble a bit. His hands groped you ass through the silk fabric before rising it up to reveal your black panties. "Fuck.." He murmured under his breath, groping the skin.
"I'll show you it's not your fault," he stated, not a request but a command. He glanced up at you with a small chuckle slipping from his lips at your reply being a whimper, flustered and trying so hard to not make too much noise.
His thumb grazed over the light material covering your puffy cunt before gently pressing down on it causing you to let out a mewl before bringing your hand up to cover your mouth. His fingers gripped around your wrist before dropping it down. "Let me hear those sounds, sweetheart."
Sunghoon fiddled with the waistband of your panties before sliding them down to your knees, revealing your puffy and eager cunt. He glanced down to your legs, noticing you were on the tip of your toes. A smirk creeper up to his lips as he shifted you slightly to dependent mostly onto the counter and his grip on your hips, feet off of the floor.
His thumbs spread open your folds, allowing the cool air to hit against the warm organ, a whimper escaping your lips once again. "We don't have a lot of time, do we?" He asked, a rhetorical question as you slightly shook your head.
You heard shuffling around, including the sound of a belt unbuckling along with a zip. "You'll be able to take me, right?" Before you could even react, a moan escaped your lips at the feeling of his top stretching you open.
His hand came around to cover your mouth, causing your hand to grip onto his wrist for support. "Fuck.. so tight.." He spread a fold open to enter in fully, muffled moans leaving your mouth. "It's like he never even fucked you properly.." You simply mewled in response, feeling your eyes gloss up at the stretch.
Eventually his hips finally met with your skin, you let out another moan. The feeling of being so full fogging up your brain. Jay was already big but Sunghoon was just a different level.
You let out a strangled moan, muffled by Sunghoon's hand as he gave a sharp and deep thrust, not even allowing you to get used to his length. "You just need to be fucked properly, none of that.." another thrust hit again, the sound between your skin echoing, "vanilla bullshit."
His hips met with yours repeatedly, causing ripples in your ass every time he came in contact. His other hand came up to your chest, groping your sore breasts through the silk. You felt that familiar knot form in your stomach before quickly snapping.
Sunghoon let out a groan, his forehead resting onto your shoulder, not even bothering to even pause his movements. You weren't used to this, at all and you didn't think this feeling existed. The feeling of your brain turning to complete mush.
Your head hung low, feeling yourself get drained as you came again. "Fuck..again? That quick?" Maybe Jay wasn't that good of a pleaser if you were able to cum this quick. A final moan slipped as a warm fluid filled up your womb, a small bulge forming.
Both of you sat there, panting and attempting to recollect what just happened. Sunghoon eventually pulled out, glancing down at the ring your desperate pussy formed around the base of his cock. He pulled up your panties, making sure not a bit of cum leaked out.
He fixed himself up before picking you up, almost like a baby as your head resting on his chest. One hand on the back of your head and the other on the back of your knees. You were slipping out of consciousness, having learned what being thoroughly fucked means. "Come on.." He softly said, taking you upstairs.
It had been a long 9 months after that.. incident and you can't even stand hearing his name without blushing.
Here you were, resting in the hospital bed as you watched Jay hold the newborn boy in his arms, eyes glimmering as he took in his features.
ngl aot is the only fandom that basically has almost no accurate fics and most of it sucks ass like you’ll likely find water in a drought but never lore accurate eren fanfic I hate his modern AU fanfics because that’s not him and it drives me nuts 😭😭
am I the only one who thinks pregnant sex is weird like idk bruh if I had a baby in me I would not want to get dicked down but that's just me tho but like yk I saw like someone Tumblr said that if you were pregnant sex would be the last thing on ur mind and I'm like ok I believe that bc tbh I never really got pregnant before but I don't really want to yk but like I don't know why people wanna get fucked when they have a baby growing inside of them but that's just me tho maybe my hormones hormone differently
