𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐀 !
you hated zanka. and zanka hated you.
he would always attack you aggressively when it came to practice, or constantly give you sarcastic comments. always saying something to genuinely ruin your day, constantly shoving you roughly during missions. it was really obvious you two hated each other so badly that you both wished death on each other.
but that never explained how you ended up on his bed naked. moaning his name as he roughly pounded into you.
he had one hand wrapped around your throat as he choked you out, his other hand gripping your hip as he brutally thrusted into you. he growled lowly, gripping your throat tighter as he continued to pound into you, his hips moving faster and faster as he fucked you brutally.
sweat dripped down his forehead and chest as he used you like some toy.
you moan softly. he smirked cruelly as he heard your soft moan, tightening his grip on your throat even more. “louder. let me hear how much you love getting fucked by someone who you hate deeply.” he slammed into you harder, his cock hitting your sweet spot repeatedly as he made you cry out.
“i-i.. hgnhhh!.. zanka—“ you stutter. he laughed, knowing he had full control over your body. he knew he was hitting the right spot inside of you. “yeah? you like getting fucked by me?” he slammed into you again, making you arch your back and grab onto his sheets.
he suddenly pulled out of you, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. he flipped you over onto your stomach and pulled your hips up, entering you from behind roughly. he grabbed your hair and wrapped it around his fist, using it as leverage to fuck you deeper and faster.
your moans filled the room as he used your body for his pleasure, not caring how rough he was being at that moment. “that's it. moan for me, pathetic—“ he bit down on your shoulder, leaving a deep mark as he continued his brutal pace.
“g-gonna.. gonna cum— z-zanka!!” you cried out as your orgasm crashed over you. letting the pleasure hit you hard, you trembled violently, slowly collapsed onto the sheets.
he growled, feeling your pussy clench around him as you came. he fucked you through it, not slowing down until he felt his own release building up. with one final brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside you and came hard, filling you with his hot cum.
he collapsed on top of you, still inside you, breathing heavily against your sweaty skin. he stayed like that for a moment before pulling out roughly, making you whimper at the sudden emptiness. he rolled off you, lying on his back and staring at the ceiling. the room was silent except for your heavy breathing.
he grabbed a towel and wiped between your legs roughly, cleaning up the mess he made. he tossed the towel aside and pulled you into his arms without thinking, spooning behind you possessively despite his earlier words. his hand rested on your stomach, keeping you close as if he didn't hate you at all.
he tightened his grip around you, his arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer. you could feel his face pressed against the back of your head, his breath warm against your neck. despite the rough sex and harsh words, there was a surprising tenderness in how he held you now.
