⟢. 𝑫𝑰𝑬𝑻 𝑷𝑬𝑷𝑺𝑰 (2) — phainon
You made a bet with your friends to see if you could score a guy who is really out of your league and make him fall head over heels for you in just fourteen days. So, you set your sights on Phainon, a history of arts major.
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tags. ✦ female pronouns used, vaginal sēx, munch Phainon, virgin Phainon, p in v, nerd Phainon, eventual smut in part 2-3 LOL, oral, loss of virginity, cowgirl, smut, cunnlings, fingering, dom reader (most part), misunderstandings, overstimulation, dacryphillia, slight angst, fuck girl reader, slight humiliation/ degration, nasty, hurt / comfort, pwp, bitting, awkward Phainon, a little rushed.
note. ✦ Credits to smokeigheh on tiktok! I’m sorry if I yap a lot on my fics, I have this thing where I’m so bad at explaining I drag everything through small details just to make the story more clear, oh and the next part will have another smut in it and it’ll be the end! I’m just trying to find time to write, I’m packed during sat-sun ㅠㅠ. Pls let me know if I made any spelling/grammar errors!
masterlist. ✦ PART 1 ; PART 2 ; PART 3 (tbps)
A Although you’re concerned that Phainon keeps avoiding you on campus, you initially thought he was just playing hard to get, shying away from compliments and subtle touches. In reality, he’s avoiding you because of a past breakup.
He has also been hurt in the past, causing him to avoid women at all costs. It’s not that he isn’t interested in you; he is. However, he resists, wanting to avoid being hurt again.
Phainon was no stranger to girls showering him with attention; he had been quite popular among them from middle to high school. Even last year, when he still had a girlfriend, he received a lot of attention. But when they broke up, it affected him significantly; he didn't put much effort into his clothing—usually, he would seek advice from Mydei’s help in styling himself but now he didn't care.
He quit some of his hobbies, like soccer and basketball. He used to be a team player, but now he has quit and is lying low to avoid attention.
You tried again, this time by sitting with him in the cafeteria. Before he could escape, you grabbed his arm, startling him. You looked him straight in the eye and asked without hesitation, “Why are you avoiding me?”
You’re frustrated by his indifference, yet he occasionally responds to your texts with a thumbs-up or an emoji reaction. That’s all there is to it.
As you wait for a response, he gulps, his ears turning slightly red. You can't see his face well because he's wearing a cap. Raising your eyebrows, you see him struggling to find his words. Growing impatient, you say, “Are you so speechless from seeing me that you've forgotten how to speak?”
Teasing him was your only hope of getting a response. He turned around slowly and faced you. “Let’s go on a date,” you exclaimed, giving him a teasing smile, tugging on the hem of his jacket. “I’ll be outside your apartment at 6.” It hit you then that you were the one taking the initiative in this relationship. Really? Instead of him asking you out, it was you making the plans. Times have changed, huh?
“I have to finish my thesis paper later I can’t—”
“Consider it a movie date at your apartment.”
You’re becoming increasingly impatient; people might think you’re crazy for chasing after a man who runs away the moment he senses your presence. You just can't seem to take the hint, can you? Usually, you ignore the gossip surrounding that, but now you find yourself chasing after those two months’ free rent if you can get Phainon to fall for you.
Phainon gave up and ultimately decided to give in to your wishes. He was exhausted and didn't feel like going outside anyway. It didn't seem like such a bad idea, right? He could simply tell Mydei not to come home tonight. Yes, that was the plan. Nodding to himself, he got up and took his unfinished lunch with him, as he was already feeling full.
“Al-alright, what kind of snacks do you like?…”
“I’ll buy them with you later, what time do you head out?” You also stood up, facing him as you tilted your head to the side, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.
“I’ll be done around 3, but I have a shift at the café nearby that ends at 5:50,” Phainon said, pushing his sleeve up to check his watch. “Just pick me up there… and we can go buy food afterwards.”
You nodded in agreement as he left the cafeteria. At last, you had finally asked him out on a date—just the two of you. Now, you were sitting there with a tray of food that you had planned to share with him, but he had already eaten most of his meal and left after your short exchange.
Your plan is now 25% complete; you just need to wait for the right moment to approach him again. Pursuing Phainon has proven to be more challenging than you anticipated. However, he is still just a man, and eventually, he will fall for you in no time.
A few hours after his shift, you picked him up. He sat in the passenger seat beside you, clutching his backpack as you drove to the nearest 7/11 to buy snacks and drinks. On the way there, you talked endlessly about your life, sharing random stories from your childhood, your past friends, crushes, and exes.
When you both reached your destination, it was cloudy, signaling rain was about to fall, so you parked your car nearest to the entryway, got up, and went inside with him.
Phainon picked up a small basket and carried it while you were loading it up with various alcoholic beverages and chips. You asked him what he liked while you searched for those items, placing them in the cart as you made your way to the checkout counter.
Fortunately, while you were shopping together, he ran into his ex-girlfriend. Phainon made brief eye contact with her, which made him a little uncomfortable. She seemed about to approach him, but thankfully, you noticed and interlocked your arm with his, guiding him toward the counter.
You sensed that he was feeling uneasy from the encounter, so you chose not to ask him anything about it. An uncomfortable silence hung between you two. You wanted to say something to break the tension, but you remained quiet. Just as he was about to pay for everything, you noticed a pack of strawberry-flavored XL condoms displayed on the front. You took one out and held it up to show him.
“We should also buy this, no?” You grinned, poking fun at him again, his cheeks growing red again, but it wasn't noticeable because of the cap he was wearing. Phainon looked away, baffled as he closed his eyes from embarrassment, he took it from your hands about to hand it over to the cashier.
You were trying very hard to suppress your laughter as he handed it to the cashier. The cashier glanced at both of you briefly and added it to the bill. You hadn't been serious about buying it, but seeing Phainon's innocent face made you laugh out loud. You decided not to take it back just to see his reaction when he gave it to the cashier.
There was another reason. Ever since you started following Phainon around, word spread quickly. You decided to look for information about him and discovered that his ex-girlfriend was the person with whom your ex cheated on you.
They broke up a month ago, but the girl still chats with Phainon occasionally. To be honest, she holds onto the hope that Phainon will abandon everything just to be with her again. Meanwhile, Phainon is ignoring her and trying to move on from the heartbreak she caused him.
He couldn't care less about her, but still it affected him and his self-esteem. Now, he’s slowly picking himself up, healing.
You glanced behind you and noticed his ex-girlfriend standing in the drink aisle, glaring at you as if you had just taken the last bottle of cola she wanted to buy. You smiled back at her and then turned your attention to Phainon as you held onto his arm while he paid.
That was payback for stealing your ex-boyfriend and spreading false rumors about you!
Phainon carried all the groceries as you both went outside into the pouring rain. Since neither of you had an umbrella, he gave you his hoodie to shield your head from getting wet. You both hurried to your car, and once you got in, you started the engine and drove toward his apartment.
Your clothes were a bit wet when you both settled in his apartment, which he shares with his best friend, Mydei. Phainon told you that his roommate wouldn’t be home, so you’re free to do whatever you want.
Phainon, completely drenched compared to you, led you to his room. He lent you his oversized t-shirt and sweatpants, which you had to re-tie at the waistband for a better fit.
The outline of his muscles was visible through his wet shirt as he headed to the bathroom to take a bath. After he put on his clothes, you unpacked the alcohol and chips he had bought. You almost laughed again when you spotted the strawberry-flavored condom. Settling on the couch, you turned on the TV and ordered fried chicken.
You waited for him to emerge from the bathroom. While you waited, the chicken delivery arrived as you paid for the fried chicken, updating Ciphera that you were in his apartment.
After a few minutes, Phainon emerged from the bedroom wearing the ugly gray Minion t-shirt he had on when you first met him. His hair was still slightly damp, and he carried his laptop with him. It seemed he was serious about finishing his thesis paper. As he sat next to you on the couch, he looked really good.
“What movie are we watching?” you asked, leaning close to him. Phainon sat back as he set his laptop on the coffee table.
“An-anything, I don't mind. I’ll just finish my papers anyway.”
He looked away, avoiding eye contact. You rolled your eyes and said, “You agreed to watch a movie with me. Why the hell are you going to work on your thesis paper?” You were annoyed; what was the point of inviting him to watch a movie if he was just going to focus on something else and miss what was happening on the screen?
Phainon opened his mouth to protest but then closed it, as he could think of nothing to defend himself. “When is that due, anyway?” you asked, trying not to sound annoyed by his behavior. He replied, “Uh… a month from now?” he said cheekily, rubbing the back of his neck feeling embarrassed.
You forced a smile and said, "That can wait until tomorrow. Watch a movie with me for now, kay?" Phainon nodded and picked up a can of beer from the coffee table as you started playing (500) Days of Summer. Well, that’s a good film to soft launch with what I’ll do to him, you thought jokingly.
Throughout the film, you kept asking him random questions about himself, and he gladly answered them. He’s actually a surprisingly nice person. Now you feel a bit guilty; maybe you could continue spending time with him even after the 10 days are up, hiding the fact that you were just with him because of a bet.
You both fell silent when an intimate scene between the two characters was shown. Phainon subtly shifted in his seat, looking a bit flushed. You glanced at him, unsure if it was the alcohol in his system or the movie that affected him.
The next thing you knew, you were straddling his lap, making out messily. Phainon's arms snaked around your waist as you subtly grind against him. You were surprised that he was good at kissing.
As the movie played long forgotten in the background, you pulled away from the kiss, leaving Phainon whimpering at the loss of contact. "Who taught you to kiss like that?" you laughed, as he continued to plant kisses along your jaw, moving to your neck and then to your collarbones, leaving bite marks in his wake.
You moaned from the bites he left on your skin as you reached down and rubbed his clothed dick through his sweatpants. The vibrations of his kisses on your neck were divine. You grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to look at you as you whispered, “Fuck me Phainon.”
His eyes widened; in truth, he was a virgin. He had never been inside of a girl before, and that was the main reason his girlfriend had left him. He was always focused on his studies, buried in textbooks, and never gave her the sexual attention she needed.
Phainon furrowed his eyebrows and said, “I... don’t know how t-to...” He felt slightly embarrassed by this revelation. You weren’t surprised, but honestly, who wouldn’t give him a chance? If you had known him earlier, you would have let him fucked you a long time ago.
You got off him and told him to take off his T-shirt because you despised that gray Minion shirt. It felt good to see him without it, revealing the toned muscles underneath. You were already folding for him as your knees weakened, pussy soaking wet just by looking at his body.
You’ve taken your clothes off dropping them on the floor, as you lie on the couch, spreading yourself open for him. You told him to eat you out, it's just like kissing but this time it’s your pussy. Phainon nodded, spreading you more open, hand gripping your thighs forcing them not to close in as he dove his head in.
Phainon kissed the side of your thighs, slowly moving closer to your core. He saw videos of men doing this before, so he wasn't entirely clueless. It just made him nervous because this was his first time.
Before you were able to give him commands, Phainon ate you out like a man starved. Kissing, sucking on your clit, licking a stripe of your soaked folds. He moaned at the taste. To prepare, you ate everything related to pineapple and cranberry flavors just for your juice to taste sweet.
Your hands tangled in his hair, insisting on him to come closer. And he did— Phainon’s tongue pierced through your hole, while you clenched at the feeling. Trashing on the couch as his arms pinned you down, he looked up at you. Your eyes were teary, your face flushed, breathing ragged as he continued assaulting his tongue inside your pussy.
“Ph-Phainon I’m close—“ You moaned loudly as he replaced his tongue with two of his fingers, his mouth sucked on your clit. He was hard, terribly hard underneath. He didn’t know if you felt good, so he just followed your commands and tried to recall all of the porn he saw, piecing together what would be pleasurable for you.
Phainon’s fingers rapidly entered your pussy, as your thighs attempted to close around his head from the pleasure. Then, you fall apart in front of him, crying out his name. His fingers curl in that spot inside you as you cry out, calming down from your high.
He pulled his fingers out of you and licked the sweet essence left on them. There was a wet spot on his dick from the precum build-up earlier when he was eating you out. Phainon couldn't resist, especially as you lay there, coming down from your high, he dove his mouth right in your pussy again, You're already feeling sensitive, and now your legs are shaking because you're becoming overstimulated from his mouth still attached to your pussy.
“Pha-phainon stop—” He licked your pussy clean from your cum, he just couldn't get enough of how sweet you taste. You clutched his hair, struggling to pull him off you. When you finally succeeded, you were a trembling mess, and he mumbled small apologies, feeling guilty.
Who knew he was such a munch, That was probably the best head you've ever received from a man, especially considering he is an amateur. Phainon sat there watching you, hard as a rock. You sat up, calming down from your high. You looked at him and pushed him down the couch by his shoulder.
You sat on his lap— without even bothering to pull down his pants, you took his dick out of its confinement. It was huge, covered in veins, tip swollen, pre-cum forming at the base, threatening to spill out. You bit your tongue, who knew the condom you bought earlier would fit like a glove.
Phainon trembled while handing you the condom, you didn't take it, “You put it on.” you said, as you watched him clumsily tear the package apart. He was slightly quivering, dick twitching in your hand as you started to move. Wanting to see his reaction as he tears open the condom.
He whimpered as you squeezed the shaft of his dick, as he was still trying to rip the blue packet containing the condom. You fisted your hand faster every second he failed to open the condom, and when he finally opened it, you stopped at the peak of his pleasure.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he felt the loss of contact between your hand and his dick. You watched him put the condom on, rolling it down from the tip till it reached his shaft.
Without wasting any time, you wrapped your arm tightly around his neck, holding his dick with your other hand aligning it towards your core. Phainon’s hands moved quickly to your hips as his heart raced. You gradually impaled yourself down on his length— that bittersweet penetrating feeling made you cum on the spot, the painful stretch of his tip forcing it to go inside you.
You moved slowly, making sure not to overwhelm him since it was his first time. On the other hand, Phainon was panting heavily; he never expected it to feel this good. He was doing his best to hold back, resisting the urge to grab your hips and thrust deeply in one swift motion.
A few minutes later, you finally succeeded in taking him whole. Breathing heavily, you take a moment to collect yourself before moving on to his dick. At first, you moved slowly, raising your hips up and down in a slow deliberate pace.
Phainon was whimpering, trying to control his moans as you drag and clench your tight heat against him. The room was filled with wet sounds, echoing across the corners of the room. The movie in the background is long forgotten, you moved faster, full-time grinding your hips against his pelvis, throwing his head back in pleasure.
You rested your forehead against the top of the couch's backrest, placing your hands on his shoulders, gripping them firmly to keep you balanced, as you changed the angle of your hips— forcefully ramming yourself, hitting that spot inside you that makes you physically weak. His cock disappearing inside you repeatedly making the most lewd sounds.
He couldn't take it any longer. Phainon grabbed your hips and started thrusting into you, hips meeting yours as you both chased your highs. Your slick was dripping against his balls, falling down on the couch.
“I-I’m close—” Phainon mumbled, speaking incoherently as his mind turned to mush. You moaned in his ear, “Yeah, m-me too…” He captured your lips in a kiss, continuing his rapid thrusts while you slam yourself down on his cock. Tongue clashing with yours, you clenched on his dick when he bit your lower lip, licking them afterwards.
Phainon’s thrusts started to get sloppy, his hands squeezing your hips more, and tears started to fall from his eyes. He felt so euphoric right now, pre-cum started to fall down on the slit of his tip. Then his dick twitched inside of you, filling the condom with his cum. He continues to thrust up, filling the condom with more of his load.
Phainon groaned, moaning your name loudly like a prayer. You could feel it filling up the condom as you whine, capturing his lips in a kiss. However, you didn't stop— you kept on riding him. You haven’t had your fill yet, Phainon let out a cry as tears kept on pouring out of his eyes.
He felt overstimulated from his recent high, yet, you didn't stop riding him. You simply increased your speed and intensity, Phainon was already whining, crying, and moaning from the intensity of the moment. In addition to everything else, your walls were clinging to his dick more, squeezing the life out of him.
Phainon begged you to slow down, to let him breathe for a moment, but you didn't listen. You could tell by his face that he’s enjoying being overstimulated from all of this. His eyebrows furrowed, eyes closed, mouth agape. The view was delicious, it turned you on more.
Even as your thighs started to hurt, you didn't cease to stop. You keep plunging yourself onto his dick, already about to reach your high, then an idea pops into your mind, you grin, both of your bodies sweaty from the heat between you. Taking your hand off his right shoulder, you placed it on his neck, squeezing it lightly to prevent airflow.
It made him a little lightheaded, shivering at the immense pleasure he felt. You were so close, just by looking at Phainon’s fucked up state, it made you feel like you’re about to cum any moment.
The constant thrusting formed a white ring around his cock’s base. Your slick coating his pelvis, balls, and your inner thighs. The squelching noise being produced between your sex when you slammed down on him.
Just a few more thrusts, his cock twitched hard and both of you came together. Another load of his cum filled the overflowing condom he wore, and your legs convulsed as your pussy spasms around his cock.
You both spent the night cleaning up the mess you made, ensuring his roommate wouldn’t see the cum stain on the couch or smell the remnants of sex in the living area.
After that, you and Phainon talked all night, sharing your experiences, interests, and stories. You learned that his ex-girlfriend had broken up with him last month, and he was trying to move on. However, he still felt a lingering pain whenever he saw her around campus.
You told him that you recognized her; she was the girl your boyfriend cheated on you with. It’s funny how fate has brought you both together, yet you are failing to see each other.
This continued for the next nine days. You both went on dates and spent time together after class, sometimes fucking in the car, in the shower, at your place, or on his bed. And you’re right—after nine days of your persistence, he has fallen for you— hard.
And you did as well. You’re just in denial; you’ve rejected the thoughts of falling for him, believing this is all casual. So when the time comes, it’ll be much easier to leave him.
Friday arrived, and one of your friends, Stelle, hosted a party at her house. It was a large, upscale mansion in the Hamptons. Just by looking at it from the outside, you could tell that her family’s financially well off.
You couldn't decline the invitation; after all, you survived your breakup because of her. Stelle fed and comforted you during those times, and thanks to her, you’re mentally well.
At first, everyone was free to attend the party. Knowing that Phainon isn't the type to enjoy parties, you urged him to come with you. Cipher and your other friends were going, so you spent a lot of time trying to convince Phainon, who was reluctant to attend. However, when he mentioned it to Mydei, he found out that Mydei was going too, which ultimately convinced Phainon to join you.
Now he’s standing by the door with Mydei. Music is blasting everywhere as drunk people wobble out of the door, some even crawling out of the windows and puking on the bushes.
Phainon wanted everything to be over even before it had started. He had only come to this party for you. Mydei handed him a red cup filled with beer before leaving him alone in the kitchen. The atmosphere was dark and noisy, with the only light coming from colored beams shining across the room as people danced, smoked, and drank. In one corner, some couples were making out, practically devouring each other’s faces.
He just leaned on the counter, sipping his beer, Phainon grabbed his phone and texted you, just to see where you are. After a few minutes of girls approaching him and him pushing them away, you finally went to him. Partially drunk, high from the alcohol in your system.
You grabbed him by the shoulders and said, "There you are! I couldn't find you anywhere. Did you just arrive?" You raised your voice so he could hear you over the noise, knowing that it would be hard to hear anything if you spoke normally.
Phainon nodded and shouted over the loud background noise, “I was here with Mydei!” He put the drink down on the counter and you looked at Phainon from head to toe.
“You’ve changed your style, huh?” you said, smirking. Phainon was wearing a black leather jacket, a white shirt, and loose jeans.
This was a bold outfit choice for Phainon, especially given that his usual style consists of random printed tees, checkered tops, or hoodies. He sought Mydei's help tonight because he wanted to put more effort into his appearance, not wanting to feel out of place at a party like this.
He nodded as you grabbed him by the arm. “You look good tonight,” he mumbled, and you hummed in response, thanking him. Both of you walked around the party as you introduced him to your friends and some random people. Finally, you invited him to play beer pong with a group you didn’t know well.
There were a lot of you at the table, you drank a lot as your ping-pong ball hit one of the cups as you chugged it down on one shot, Phainon didn't play much, being the introvert he is. Although he did have fun, just a little, this isn't just the type of crowd he’s used to.
He attended only a few parties, most of which were with his ex, some with Mydei and other friends; however, he didn't enjoy them much because they were too loud for his liking.
Phainon excused himself as you begged him to stay and play longer, your cheeks flushed with excitement. He promised he would return but mentioned that he needed some fresh air first. He wandered around the house searching for a quiet spot away from the loud party. He checked the backyard, then the bathroom (where he stumbled upon a couple getting intimate), the frontyard, and finally— a spacious bedroom with a balcony overlooking the backyard.
He wanted to get out of the party, it’s too crowded, too loud, too much for him. It was fun— he won't lie, but he just feels so out of place in gatherings like this.
Phainon took a moment to collect himself before returning to find you. You were there, swapping drinks with others while your knees shook from the alcohol you had just consumed. You raised the empty cup on the counter, signaling that you finished another.
He watched you, smiling foolishly. He had already fallen for you and didn't want to assume too much, but he knew you had feelings for him too. You are so out of his league that it made him wonder, why would someone like you even be interested in a guy like him.
As he was watching, he noticed a guy walk over to you, grab your waist, and pull you in for a kiss, trapping you between the table. Phainon's smile vanished, and he felt nauseous. You accepted the kiss, enjoying the moment, which made his heart drop to his stomach when you didn't push the guy away. Instead, you laughed afterward.
Phainon felt physically sick to the core, all he wanted was to ditch this shitty party, maybe climb out of the window since the door was filled. His thoughts trying to piece together what he just witnessed, his heart broke for the second time. Just when he thought he was liking someone new, it also ended the same way as the last.
You spotted him in the crowd and approached with a smile. When you finally reached him, you placed your hands on his chest, and leaned in to kiss him, but he stopped you, feeling a bit shaken from the scene he just witnessed moments ago.
Confused, you furrowed your eyebrows. “Phainon? Is that you?” You tilted your head to the side, your vision blurring by the second. In your mind, this had to be Phainon, right? But he looked like a child. He couldn’t avoid you now, so he pushed his thoughts out and held you close.
Even though he’s experiencing a lot of discomfort right now, he simply cannot abandon you in this state. If anything were to happen to you while he walked away, he would feel immense guilt afterwards. Plus, he’s not the kind of person to leave you behind, even if you’ve hurt him countless times, he’ll always put people before himself.
“We should go; you’ve had enough to drink.” He said gently, avoiding eye contact. Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, trying his best not to cry. He pulled you closer, guiding you out of the house and refusing to let go, fearing something might happen to you.
You leaned your head against his shoulder. His hands were positioned on both sides of you, holding you securely to ensure you wouldn’t fall as you stumbled on the grass, struggling to maintain a straight path while walking to your car.
As Phainon guided you to the car, he remained silent. Your vision was blurred, and everything seemed to be doubled. With a sigh, Phainon assisted you into the passenger seat, opening the door and gently placing you inside. He then secured the seatbelt tightly around your waist.
The drive was quiet as Phainon took your car back to your apartment. Millions of thoughts raced through his mind, and although he wasn't angry, he felt a deep sadness. He understood that you weren't thinking clearly at the moment.
As Phainon arrived at your apartment complex, the car came to a stop. He looked at you, feeling a shift in his mood; he realized how pathetic he felt, thinking that you shared the same feelings. You had already passed out from drinking too much alcohol. Phainon gently carried you in a bridal style back to your apartment. At that moment, all he cared about was getting you home and trying to forget everything that had happened.
He put your passcode in and carried you inside to gently lay you on your bed. You woke up from the collision, vision slightly blurry as you called out his name. Phainon hummed in response, confused as he leaned in closer.
You captured his lips in a sealed kiss. Phainon didn't fight it anymore; he just let you. “I love you,” you said, he closed his eyes and processed what you had just said. You're drunk, you're spewing nonsense; it doesn't count.
He pulled away from you, wishing you were sober enough to know whether you meant those words or not. He hesitated, wanting to ask you many questions, but you weren't in your right mind to answer. He restrained himself and tucked you into bed before leaving you alone for the night.
Before leaving, Phainon placed a glass of water and some pills to help you when you wake up tomorrow. He left a small note reminding you to take them and that they were left for you.
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