contains: titfucking, public sex, degradation, reader doesnt get to cum (sad!), past joe x reader implied matcha blossom, implied reader x adam, heavy angst lmao, sex tapes (kinda, like yeah but not in the traditional manner), facials, cum in eyes (rip)
a/n: idk where this got so angsty sorry
kinktober II: multiplayer masterlist
You always got weird looks being the only girl in your friend group in school. People saying you were their whore or only stuck around for their cocks. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. Adam was your best friend, Cherry loved how smart you were and Joe, well, Joe was the love of your life. Up to that point at least.
You loved Joe but you loved Adam more, neither of you admitted it until the falling out between the boys. It was only a few days until you couldn’t stand him not being with you that you broke up with Joe and went to be with Adam in America. It felt right, to be by Adam’s side, no matter the pain you felt leaving Cherry and Joe behind.
The pain didn’t dissipate when you both returned to Okinawa but it's duller now. An old memory of what was traded in for current bliss. There were a few races before Joe and Cheryr caught sight of you, your hair was shorter and the mask obscured your features. But Joe would remember that laugh for the rest of time. Like a moth drawn to a flame he found him standing in front of you in shock. You caught sight of Cherry a few feet away discontented.
Joe stumbles for words, trying to figure out how to cross the 5 year gap between you. You think it’s cute in an demeaning way. That he’s still caught up on little ole you from high school. You tell him exactly that. He still can’t find the words to respond but the pain and betrayal is painted on his face again, a sad echo of the last time you turned your back to him.
Cherry is in your face spitting pure venom about how cruel and ruthless you were back then and it's disgusting that you would dare do it again. Adam catches your eye as you laugh. “It’s disgusting that you are still in love with Joe after all these years and never said anything about it. Forcing him to stay by your side for your own pleasure. Now, that’s cruel.”
Adam speaks into the microphone, silencing the crowd, and announces there will be an additional race to the one Shadow had planned. He introduces you as his companion with a grandiose speech and gravitas. Joe steps up to the line before Adam even offers the chance for people to volunteer. He’s angry and standing around is only going to make it worse and if he’s honest, he just wants to see you smile again. He knows it's twisted, with everything you’ve done, but your smile has haunted his dreams for years and he would die just to see a ghost of it.
Your board rolls up next to him but your eyes are only on the path, ready to race. Your eyes don’t loop up until the bell chimes as you shoot forward. You outpace Joe for the first part, past the rocks, and around a bend. Joe had always used his build and strength to gain speed where anyone else would spin out or crash. It doesn't surprise you or any of the people in the crowd that he is gaining on you on these curves.
You, on the other hand, do surprise him as you turn around, skating down straight away backward with a smug grin on your face. “Aw, Joe, if you wanted to talk, you didn’t have to chase me all the way down here! Unless you were running from Cherry? I wouldn’t blame you if you were.”
You aren’t sure how he finagles himself in front of you or cuts you off but the pain of the rocks digging into your skin grounds you. There’s pain shooting down your spine from your scalp as he hauls you against the wall by a fistful of your hair. You’re no stranger to pain, falls while skating, leaving your friends behind but the pain on Joe’s face is diminished by the pure wrath radiating from him. It’s nothing you’ve ever seen before and it leaves you a little shaken.
“Cherry has never ever made me do anything. I want to stay by his side because he is loyal and actually cares about me. Unlike you. You never cared for me. For any of us. You’re such a manipulative bitch.” Spittle coats your face as he curses at you and it’s the most turned-on you’ve ever been. Happy go lucky Joe truly angry and feeling, and you did this to him. He’s never shown more emotion than in this moment right here.
He sees the lust on your face, more than well acquainted with that look. “Fucking needy slut. Coming running back to someone who can fuck you right? Does Adam not satisfy you? Did you miss my cock that much?” His breath is fanning across your face as he inches closer, you think he’s going to kiss you. You aren’t expecting anything soft or kind, but the spit on your face and the kiss of pain from gravel on your knees has never been his style.
His build is intimidating, towering over you as you wipe your face clean. The race has been abandoned but the attention of the crowd is still entirely on you. Cameras and eyes trained on the interaction occurring in the middle of the path.
“I won’t fuck you. Adam might want my sloppy seconds but I sure as hell don’t want his. Not gonna stick my dick in something so nasty. But if you want it so bad, maybe some part of you could still be useful.” You would deny the moan you let out as he tore your shirt off, exposing your chest to everyone there if it wasn’t caught on camera.
“Your tit’s are still as nice as I remember. Not that I really want to call anything about you, nice.” You can see how hard Joe is in his white pants, the loose fabric doing nothing to hide how seeing you down on your knees affects him. Your hands are drawn up to the strappy belt, begging to free him but his large hands grasps your wrists before you make contact.
“You do not fucking deserve to touch me. I leave you here right now if you even try again.” When you dazedly nod up to him he pulls the fabric down just enough to free his cock and balls. He pulls you up by your chin until you are mere inches from his cock. His head tilts to the side, appraising you before he lets out a harsh tch. He rolls your board over in front of him and just looks at you expectantly.
The crowd around you is whispering and you can hear it, but all you can process is how badly you want that cock, anyway he's willing to give it. You shift to kneel on the board and settle your hands on your thighs waiting for his next move. The ball is in his court.
He moves forward slowly like you aren’t even worth his time like it's a chore to press his cock between your tits. Somehow you find that you are the only one moaning like a whore despite there being no stimulation for you except mental. His face stays near neutral, just a slight furrowed brow, twitches on the corner of his lips, flaring nostrils. It’s dehumanizing, him using you to get off and not even acknowledging you or the pleasure he’s feeling.
And it’s obvious he’s feeling it by the slick glide of his cock assisted by ample amounts of pre-cum. Your hands grip the fat of your thighs tightly and cause your arms to push your breasts together giving him a tighter squeeze that finally coaxes a groan out of him.
“All you were ever good at was sex, being a place I could dump my cum. Nothing else about you is worthwhile.” You can feel him twitch as he speaks lowly just for you, “Guess I can deign to do that one more time. You probably want it anyway.” He chuckles at the whine you let out and the sight of your eyes rolling back.
It only takes a few more thrusts before your face is coated in a hot liquid. It clings to your eyelashes leaving you temporarily blind. You shiver when his breath ghosts over your face, “I never want to see you near Cherry again. Run back to wherever you and Adam slithered off too when you left.” By the time you clean your face off Joe is long gone. Leaving you high and dry kneeling on your skateboard in the middle of S. When Joe reaches the finish line He grabs Cherry’s hand and drags him off, leaving Adam gaping and confused and a crowd jeering behind him.
Oh, and the videos of you on your knees for him.
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