Sidechicks
Oikawa Toru x f!Reader
Warnings! Nsfw/smut, bj, unprotected, a little bit of choking and hair pulling, but mostly manipulation and angst!
Note: Oikawa is a mean manipulative player in this and reader sadly gets attached to him. And I just had to get this idea out of my head >_<
"You what?"
It was probably the first time you saw concern in his face. Even if it was just a tiny fleeting moment. Was it concern or was it something else?
"You heard me."
Your voice was as stern as you had planned but you just couldn't bring yourself to close the door in his face. As much of a jerk as he was, you had missed seeing him. He was indeed a nice catch. If anyone could actually hold on to him.
"I did, I was just giving you a chance to try and not sound so dumb."
"Excuse you?"
He took the moment of hesitation to slip inside through the door way as if he was actually invited and insisted to go in.
"Who goes back to their ex!"
He exclaimed exaggerating as he looked around the room, almost same as he had left it months ago. Much cleaner though. What he really meant was 'who leaves ME to go back to their ex' but of course eventhough his pride was striked he was not dumb enough to not know he was on thin ice here.
"Well someone who might've made a mistak in leaving him in the first place, Oikawa."
Ouch not off to a good start so far.
"Whatever happened to Toru?..."
"Same thing that happened to I promise I'll call you this time sweetheart."
He didn't know exactly what you were referring to, only 'when'. But he was glad you reminded him of what your personal pet name was, cause as usual he had forgotten. But... were you perhaps just trying to get on his nerve by saying you'd go back to your ex? Cause if you did and he actually fell for it... he would be even more pissed.
"I know... I'm so sorry! I was just hit by some heavy work load and tight schedule, deadlines... I wanted to call so many times but something always popped up... if you only knew how much I've been thinking of you."
Whatever your plan was, you were not going to win this. He was the player here. And lying was fair game for his side bitches.
"... right."
You rolled your eyes but the deep sorry tone of his voice got to you, making you subconsciously close the door behind him anyway. You knew he couldn't have meant it. You knew. But you also knew this was just a game. And even though you were hurting, you couldn't help but want to pretend he was being truthful. Thst he actually cared about you like you had come to care about him...Just for a moment or two.
"You don't believe me?"
His sharp eyes had noticed the fresh flowers on the kitchen counter. You were moving on, this was not a drill.
"That I've been thinking about you every moment of every day,"
"I um-..."
He had turned around and was in your personal space with 2 long steps before you knew it, staring into your eyes with deadly eyecontact as he grabbed your hand and pulled it up to his lips as he leaned down, placing a warm open mouthed kiss on your knuckles that had you reddening immediately.
"These beutiful elegant hands,"
When he came back up he had already his fingers hooked under your chin, tilting your face up to him.
"Your beautiful (e/c) eyes,"
His thumb ran over your cheek as his long fingers moved to rest on your neck, creeping to the back of your neck, making goosebumps rise on your skin.
"Your delicate skin,"
His voice dropped ever so slowly that you almost didn't notice as his eyes moved down your face stopping at your lips, his own parting as his tongue sweeped over his bottom lip before he captured it between his teeth, pupils going wide like a cat staring at his favourite toy.
"Those delicious, soft lips..."
He was whispering on your lips now and you were so flustered by the compliments the little touches and the hot breath in your face that you couldn't take it anymore as you closed the distance between you two and crashed your lips onto his.
'Got you now.'
He was not at all suprised by this outcome but he let out a soft hum and slwoly wrapped his arm around your waist, his other hand slipping into your hair and cupping the back of your head to hold you in place as he moulded your lips together hungrily. His tongue swiping at your lips and you denied his entrance with a tiny moan.
Now one thing you probably didn't understand was that he was indeed hungry for this kiss, but not quite the way you wanted him to be. He had definitely thought about you and all he mentionded and desired you accordingly, but right before he had decided to change his way and come pay you a visit cause he was in the area and had nothing else to do. As in, just about 15 minutes ago. He did think about your elegant hands, desperately grabbing onto him. Your beautiful eyes, glazed over and looking up at him dripping with need.
Your delicate skin as it reddened under his hands.
And your soft abused lips, wrapping around his cock.
He had indeed thought about those, and had shivered in delight.
But that was all this was. You were a good fuck. One of his carefully picked out side bitches. But just because you were his side bitch didn't mean you were allowed to move on from him. He owned you. What the fuck were you thinking? Annoying.
His fingers tightened in your hair harshly positioning your head so you were craning your neck up towards him, lips parting and he rudely took his chance to push his tongue into your mouth, and his other hand placed heavily over your hip pulling you against himself.
Your hands shot up against his chest to try and steady yourself, feeling as if you were drowning in his scent and his heat, his touches, every where.
You hummed softly, hands moving down his torso, over his abdomen and to his button, tugging and pulling at it till it was undond and loosely hanging on his hips making him hum back to you in approval.
His hand moved from your neck to grab your jaw and firmly press your lips together one last time before he let go and press down on your shoulders. Complying he made you bend down and kneel in front of him, pressing your face to his still covered crotch giving you time to nuzzle onto his clothed dick as you looked up at him through your lashes.
"Fuck sweetheart, the things you do to me with those eyes..."
'Makes me want to fuck you raw right now'
You batted your lashes at him as you pulled down his underwear, his cock springing free. You grabbed onto it, fingers wrapping around the base as you licked it up to the head, leaving a kiss at the tip before sucking him in your mouth slowly, a little at a time.
He was watching you so intensely as his fingers raked through your hair, gently gathering the strands out of your face while you reached the back of your throat and swallowed around the head trying to get used to the length in your mouth.
"And you're always such a good girl for me~ you deserve much better than that lousy bastard."
He hissed looking down at you with half lidded eyes, wrapping all the strands he was previously so gently collecting, tightly around his fist, using it to pull your mouth off of his cock before slamming you back onto it and setting a rough rhythm of you slurping around his shaft trying to suck him off faster as he fucked your throat, watching your eyes tear up as you tried to suppress your gag reflex.You hated it. He knew. But you never protested. He knew that too.
"Such a pretty little thing you are, hmm, sucking me off so so good, ngh, god you're so amazing..."
Little praises and groans rolled off his lips as he watched you whimper before pulling you away completely this time, grabbing his dick with his other hand.
"That's enough sweetheart. Now let me take care of you."
"Toru..."
As he lowered you back on the couch, standing between your legs and pulling your clothes off slowly, your hesitation was visible in your eyes.
"Yes, baby? Oh my god I missed hearing you say my name like that..."
"I just... maybe we shouldn't... I mean..."
Your voice was understandably hoarse and your eyes were still watery. He placed his lips over your bare ankle as he gently moved your legs over his shoulders. Your tense posture was making him have no other choice but to throw in his ultimate lowest card.
"Am I going too fast for you, baby? I'm sorry... it's just..."
"What's wrong Toru?"
You watched him curiosity pouring in and mixing with the worry in your eyes.
"I love you so much I find it hard to hold back... but it's okay... I know I can be pushy, I'll stop..."
Your heart skipped a beat as your eyes widened in shock watching his face for confirmation of what he just said. He looked genuine. Ignoring your common sense completely, And as your heart swelled with happiness to your horror he was already pulling away. Your reached out and grabbed his collar pulling him back to you.
"No! Fuck are you... a-are you serious?"
He blinked a few times in confusion before pouting a little.
"What do you mean? Of course I am."
"I l-love you too!"
He smiled and cupped your cheek.
"I know, sweetheart. I know. you don't have to go through with this to show me."
This time he went to remove your legs from his shoulders but you pulled him closer again.
"No, no! I want to... I... uh... I need you Toru~"
His eyes darted from your eyes to your lips a few times opening his mouth to say something but unable to find the words and closed it again.
"Fuck... you have me wrapped around your finger, don't you?"
He smiled as you giggled and nestled between your legs, thumb slowly rubbing your clit through your soaked through panties, making you jerk with a quiet moan. If only you knew what narcissistic pleasure he was hiding behind his seemingly innocent smile. He fed off of the fact that you thought you were in charge while you were just a puppet in his games.
His fingers slipped past the hem and gathered up your running moisture, smearing it back onto your entrance before pushing it back in with his fingers.
You whined and gripped his forearm, melting under his intense gaze as his fingers found their way deep inside you the discomfort slowly replaced by sharp jolts of pleasure as he kept grinding them against your sweet spot, switching between thrusting them or just keeping them inside as far as they'd go and bending them around. As soon as you started clenching around them he pulled them out though, causing a protesting whine.
"No baby girl, not without me."
You felt his tip rub between your folds a few time before he slipped it right in unceremoniously making you gasp and arch your back. He was quick to press you back down into the couch with his body as he layed it over yours, cupping your cheek.
"Sorry, love... my bad. I just can't wait to feel your hot pussy wrap around my dick. So fucking wet for me."
You nodded unable to form proper words with the depth of his thrusts trying to force you to accomodate to his size, as his thumb was running over your lips, pulling it out before letting it pop back in place.
"Oh but you don't need to forgive me. I know you like it like that."
You looked up at him gulping.
"You fucking love it when I go wild with you. You love me when I'm a fucking animal."
His hand wrapped around your neck as his hips snapped up into you, silencing your loud moan.
"You just love being manhandled like this. Such a naughty dirty girl. Hm?"
He started pounding into you, his hand on your throat preventing you from bouncing away from him so you were taking in the full force of his thrusts, only able to mewl and whimper. And sure enough it wasn't long before your eyes were rolling back inside your head from the pleasure.
"You are mine, baby, aren't you?"
He let go of your neck letting you breathe as he slowed to help you come down from your high. Gently laying back over your body running his fingers through your hair.
"Only mine. You know that loser isn't for you... he'll just won't know how to treat you right... he'll screw up again."
It did run through your hazy mind why he was bringing up your ex now but you were too caught up for the moment so you ignored it.
"Do you love me, baby?"
You nodded your head as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
"And you're only mine, aren't you?"
"Yes Toru, only yours."
'That's right little bitch-chan.'
With a fist full of your hair he tilted your head up, exposing your neck to him as his hips started pivoting into you again, deep slow thrusts mixed with his pelvis rubbing against your throbbing clit. He started nibbling and sucking roughly on your neck but with all the other stimulation that was going on you really didn't care as you came a second time, scratching down his back.
He hated it. He hated it when you left marks on him. But it was strangely arousing to him this time.
'One last trophy.'
He had to pull away from you and pull out quickly only to spill his load over your belly only seconds after. He lazily stroked his shaft over your panting sweaty body a few more times before cleaning and tucking himself back in his pants.
"Wow... stay put, love, I got you."
The gentleman he was, he came back with some warm wet tissues, cleaning you up before picking you and taking you to your bed.
"Do you have any idea?"
"What?..."
You looked up at him questioningly as you lay there catching your breath.
'Do you have any idea how easy you are?'
"Do you have any idea how amazing you are? I love you so much."
He smiled kissing you in the top of your head making you smile with a blush but before you could reply his phone buzzed and he glanced at the text before pulling away from you.
"Sorry, I need to take this, sweetheart."
He dialed a number and walked out of the room, leaving you to your own mess of thoughts.
In reality he didn't call anyone, he just left the room to take a breath and think of a plan how to slip out not to be too suspicious. All that was left of his plan was a grand exit. He grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.
He came back in the room a few minuted later already dressed back up neatly, ready to go. Seeing your pout he smiled and cupped your cheek.
"I'll be in touch this time."
"... you said that last time..."
"You know what? I left my number on the table. How about you call me instead then?"
You perked up grinning and stood up to hug him and give him a goodbye kiss. Which he returned before saying goodbye and leaving.
The sound of the door shutting had you remembering the last times and you sat there in silence for a long time before you remembered that you didn't tell him that you loved him back.
Sure enough there was a neatly folded paper on the coffee table next to the couch, you grabbed and unfolded it once finding the number, not wasting a second to dial it.
With the phone between your ear and your shoulder you unfolded the paper one last time.
'We are over, sweetheart. XOXO'
"The number you are trying to reach, does not exist-..."
"Fucking asshole...."
You crumbled the paper in your hand as angry tears started to pool in your eyes, grabbing and staring at your phone screen and the message the operator kept repeating.
Words could not describe how used and how dumb you felt. But your clenching heart and quivering lips could. You wanted to disappear into thin air as the realisation hit you like a train. He was playing you and you sat there doing everything he wanted you to, while he was probably laughing at you the whole time.
You were a good fuck to him. That was all you would ever be. No less but never more either.
The screen had shut off as your phone hung up automatically and in the reflection you could see the dark hickeys running all over the length of your neck.
Of course... it was Toru's parting gift. After all, no one was allowed to move on from him.
The screen turned on as the phone vibrated in your hands with a notification.
'Hey, I hope you liked the flowers. Thanks for giving me a second chance. I swear I'll make it up to you. Are you free tomorrow dinner? I'll come after you :D '
"You fucking asshole!!!"
