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CHAPTER 013
THE MUSIC WAS BLARING IN THEIR EARS,
Their bodies were pressed against one another and even though they were both clothed, they could feel each others heat radiating off the other— cumulating and becoming incredibly hot. Their hands caressed each other, their lips were locked onto one another…and in that moment while they engaged in this act together, they were one.
Y/N’s lower half grinded down on Gojo and his hands gripped onto her round hips, his fingers digging into the fabric of her skirt. Her underwear was dripping wet from the arousal of Gojo’s body and the way he touched her.
He nipped her lower lip and stared up at her, even though she couldn’t see his eyes, she could tell he was watching her facial expressions closely, deriving deep pleasure from the way she moaned.
Especially whenever her eyes rolled to the back of her head when he touched her in certain places.
“Ah…Gojo…!” she moaned out his name.
“Hah…naughty girl,” he sneered. “You like doing this sorta stuff in public?”
“The door’s locked right?” she asked, peering down at him from beneath her droopy eyelids.
A smirk formed on his lips and he moved in closer, his lips brushing against the side of her neck. He planted a small kiss before pulling away briefly, licking his lips, a mischievous look on his face.
“You don’t want it to be locked?”
“Eh? No, I do.”
“Would you like it to be unlocked?” “E— eh!?”
“Want me to unlock it…?”
“Gojo…” she whined.
“Do you want me to open it a little bit?” he whispered in her ear. “Maybe someone’s waiting for us to open it so they can watch you…”
“Gojo…stop that,” she gently slapped his shoulder, feeling her cheeks warming up. She couldn’t believe how things had turned out like this when they’d just gone out together to have fun, eat a little bit and enjoy some karaoke. Not that she minded much.
“Maybe…” he trailed off. “You’d like that…”
“No way,” she said, turning her face away from the embarrassing things he was saying to her.
He grabbed her chin, forcing her to stare at him as his other hand pulled her underwear to the side. Her back arched and a loud moan left her lips as he started thrusting into her. Her thighs tightening against him while she attempted to keep herself steady on top, but found it difficult from the way he moved his hips so roughly.
“Ngh…! Ah!” she gasped out
Y/N gripped onto his shirt, her knuckles becoming discoloured due to how hard her fingers were grasping onto him. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head from how skilfully he was hitting all the right places inside of her.
“Ah…ah…” she bit down on her lower lip.
The music thumped in her ears.
“Come on, we came out for karaoke,” he breathed heavily, sweat pouring out from his pores. “Sing…”
“What…?”
“Sing…”
“I—”
“It’s Ariana Grande, isn’t she your favourite?” he chuckled, licking the saliva from her chin.
The music started and Y/N couldn’t exactly think straight from the mind-boggling pleasure that coursed through her body from the deep satisfaction Gojo provided her. So at this point, she didn’t really care.
“I…I’ve been here all night…ah— ah…” she attempted to sing as best she could despite Gojo still going at it, even quickening his pace.
“Hmm…good girl…” he laughed.
“…and…”
“Go on…ah…”
“…and boy you got…mmm…me walking side to side, ngh…” she moaned.
This made Gojo chuckle and he pushed her down onto the sofa, getting on top of her this time and continuing where he left off. Leaning down, he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, kissing her supple flesh whilst his hands moved across her body— touching her everywhere and committing each curve and edge to his memory.
“You feel so good…” he murmured in her ear.
“A— ah…” she bit down on her lower lip.
“You can be louder…no one’s gonna hear you over the music,” he stated.
Soon, the two had both reached their climax together. Collapsing beside one another they lay there staring up at the dimly lit ceiling with flashing colours and lights, the music switching to another song.
“Wanna go for round two?” Gojo sneered.
“No, I wanna do some karaoke now,” Y/N shook her head.
“Ugh…so boring…I’d rather hear your moans over the music than your singing,” he shrugged.
“You’re an asshole, Gojo.”
“I know. But you love that.”
“Nope.”
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CHAPTER 021
Y/N SNUCK OUT OF HER BEDROOM,
for the night. Ever since she admitted to Aiku's team that she still liked them, they invited her to stay in her room for the night if she didn't want to go back. Her room had stayed the exact same since she left. They hadn't taken anything out of it or added a single thing to it either. She was kinda stunned that everything stayed the exact same as when she'd left. It made her feel...happy, in a way.
She ventured through the dark house, making her way down the stairs and past the living room where she saw the kitchen in the distance. Opening the door, she snuck inside and opened the fridge, looking inside. She suddenly was craving a midnight snack and decided she'd grab one from the kitchen before she went to sleep.
While she looked through it, she heard footsteps behind her. She squealed, hitting her head on the fridge when she pulled away with a bowl of ice cream. The man behind her yelped out in shock as well, slipping against the smooth tiles and bumping into the counter behind him.
"What the!?" the man stuttered.
"Sorry!" Y/N stammered in embarrassment. "I--"
The man had ginger hair and a firm build. He wore short pants and that was about all, he didn't have a shirt on. It took Y/N a few seconds to realise who it was but when she did, her jaw dropped open-- especially when she noticed his bare torso and she could feel her cheeks burning with heat at the sight of his body. Her eyes gazed at him up and down, eyeing his sturdy muscles that tightened when he pulled himself to his feet.
"K-- Kunigami?" she whispered.
"You're grabbing a midnight snack too?" he asked, pointing to her ice cream.
She nodded, stirring the ice cream around with her spoon-- feeling embarrassed that he'd caught her.
"Hey, no need to feel shy about it," he chuckled, he approached the fridge and started taking out a few slices of cake they'd saved. He closed the door, a mischievous smirk on his face as he immediately began devouring the cake, leaving some icing on his cheeks.
Y/N stared at him in surprise, seeing how he shamelessly ate it in front of her. It kinda gave her confidence to eat in front of him without any restraint. She picked up some of the ice cream in her spoon and ate it, glancing up at him-- he smiled at her encouragingly.
"You want anything else?" he queried.
"But...won't the others notice?" she asked.
He snickered. "They never notice when I do it!"
She let out a short laugh and shook her head. "No, no, I'm fine. I just wanted a small snack. I dunno, I felt a little hungry."
"Hmm, okay, suit yourself!" he shrugged, grabbing a few other things and setting them out on the counter. He rubbed his hands together in excitement, his eyes snapping back and forth between the delicious goods set out in front of him. He couldn't decide which one he wanted to eat.
Y/N stood there, eating her ice cream while she watched him stuffing his mouth with all the food. She just wanted a light snack before she slept, she couldn't imagine eating everything he was. It surprised her how he just kept shoving more and more food down his throat. At this point, she felt rather stunned at how he just kept eating more and more. When she thought he'd finally stop, he just kept going.
"Geez...is it because you're a man or cause you're an athlete?" she asked.
"Hmm?" he turned to her, cheeks bulging, stuffed with sweets.
"How do you eat that much?"
"I dunno."
"Great answer--"
He laughed. "Good to see you're still as sassy as ever."
"You missed that, didn't you?" she tilted her head to the side.
"Maybe..."
"Anyways, still not a great answer to my question before."
"What else am I supposed to say?"
"I dunno, a satisfactory answer maybe?" she queried.
"Hmm, maybe it's cause I don't get to eat this kinda stuff often," he thought aloud. "We're usually on one hell of a strict diet. So we rarely get any cheat days where we eat whatever we want. Baro makes sure of that, he sometimes locks away the food so we don't stuff ourselves with junk food."
"Damn," she gasped. "I can't imagine being on such a strict diet..."
He glanced at her up and down, swallowing the food. "Ehm...well...you look good. You don't need to be on a diet..."
She blinked and pinched her stomach. "Hmm...I feel like I've gained a little bit of weight--"
He almost choked on the food in his mouth. "No! You look perfect!"
"Oh--"
"A bit of weight on women...looks good..."
She leaned in, finding his cute attitude rather appealing. "So...what're you saying?"
"I'm not saying you're fat or-- anything!? I'm just saying...you look perfect as you are," he mumbled.
She giggled quietly, her hand slithered to his chest, feeling his rough skin beneath her fingers. His eyes widened when he felt her hand resting comfortably on his body-- for a moment he thought he was dreaming. He never, in a million years, expected Y/N to actually make a move on him. Especially considering what happened between her and their team.
"You sure about that?" she asked him in a sultry tone.
"Uh--"
"Why not have a look first?" she whispered in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his face. "...before you decide..."
The sweet aroma of the ice cream still lingered on her lips, making her seem ten times more appealing to him.
She really was insanely good at seducing men.
Kunigami felt his body being pulled by her seductive nature, she was infiltrating his mind and convincing him to give himself to her and satisfy his and her desires. He never realised just how much he longed for her until now...until she stood in front of him, enticing him with her body and the pleasures it could provide him.
He swallowed deeply, his throat throbbing at the idea of seeing her bare body standing in front of him. It was only something he'd fantasised about before in dreams, he didn't think about how he should respond to her if the time actually came.
So he did the only thing he knew-- he grabbed her chin in his strong hand, kissing her lips. His tongue immediately dove into her mouth, tasting her tongue against his own-- he could sense the chocolate ice cream flavour still in her mouth-- transferring to his own. It only made him hunger for her even more. Their tongues were slippery and smooth against one another, her warmth filling his body and vice versa.
She stumbled backwards, overwhelmed by how forward he was with it, however, her body got trapped between him and the counter. His lips left her mouth as he started kissing her neck, his eyes looking up to her face, watching her arching her neck in pleasure.
"Hold on, tiger..." she laughed, placing her gentle hands on his shoulder.
He stopped, obeying her command.
"Let's go to your room..." she murmured. "I don't think a kitchen is very romantic."
He nodded, grabbing her wrist in his hand as he pulled her along with himself up the set of stairs-- past the other rooms of his teammates and finally to his own. He flung open the door, filled with excitement and anticipation. The two entered and he quickly slammed the door shut again, his eyes gleaming like a faithful dog.
"Wow, someone's eager..." she gasped.
"Sorry...I just..." he trailed off.
She bit down on her lower lip, pulling her shirt up her body and revealing her bra. "Why don't you have your desert now...Kunigami?"
Kunigami's mouth involuntarily started watering at the sight of her soft skin. His eyes couldn't stop looking at her breasts. He felt slightly frustrated that her bra was in the way, blocking him from seeing her true beauty.
He pushed her down onto the bed, getting on top of her. His large hands began taking off her clothes, fumbling a few times and getting stuck on the buttons. But once he got all those pesky clothes off and stared at her bare figure laying there in front of him, an insane hunger and desire started swelling up in his stomach. It was something he'd never felt before.
His lower region started to become harder and harder at the sight of her body. He cursed his weakness as a man-- he desperately wanted to make her time with him incredibly pleasurable. He didn't want to satisfy himself and then move on, no...that wasn't what he wanted at all. So he stopped himself from ending the experience there, he wanted to prolong this as much as he possibly humanly could.
"You're..." he trailed off.
"Hmm?" she hummed, staring up at him with intrigue.
"You're perfect..." he choked out.
"Everything you dreamt of?"
"Everything I dreamt of and more...!"
Her knee brushed against his crotch and her eyes widened. "No way-- you're...hard already?"
His cheeks were bright pink, even in the darkness of his bedroom she could see his bashfulness.
"Uhm...yeah..." he mumbled.
"You really want me that bad, Kunigami?" she whispered, extending a hand up to his face and caressing his cheek.
He nodded his head up and down quickly.
"Okay, sure, I'll give you what you want if you make me feel good first," she smirked.
She parted her legs, giving him a little bit of a view of what was to come if he gave her what she wanted first. His throat throbbed when he swallowed, his eyes staring at her with shock. She giggled and hastily closed her legs tightly when he tried to touch her.
Her hands smoothly ran across her body, tempting him. "What did I say...Kunigami?"
"H-- huh...?" he blinked in a daze.
"Repeat what I said..."
"You said you wanted me to make you feel good first."
"Good boy...yes..."
Sweat formed on his forehead and he breathed in sharply.
"Then...can I touch you now...?" his hands itched desperately wanting to feel her body beneath them.
"Go ahead..."
Wasting no time, he immediately grabbed at her breasts, feeling their fullness beneath his fingers. He squeezed them gently, making sure not to hurt her since he knew how much stronger he was than her. His eyes occasionally looked up at her, making sure he was touching the right places on her body. He wanted to maximise the sensations for her.
Leaning down, he kissed the side of her face, moving down her jawline to her throat where he stared searching for her sweet spot. His tongue lapped against her soft skin, tasting the sweetness of her beautiful body. Then he moved to her collarbone where he began sucking and nipping on her sensitive skin, within a minute or two she already started making sounds of approval. He felt rather proud of himself for having found the spot so quickly.
"Ngh..." she tried hiding her moan but failed when she felt his agile tongue licking her skin, tickling her.
"Y/N..." he murmured against her, his teeth grazing her flesh.
His hands left her breasts, moving down her body to her abdomen. His skin felt so coarse and rough against her own, it was so new and foreign to her but she loved the scratchy feeling of it skimming over her physique. Her back arched slightly, pushing herself closer to his touch.
Kunigami found this so sexy, he couldn't get enough of her.
His hands slipped down to her lower region, caressing her and rubbing her in a circular motion. Her eyes widened and her hips bucked upwards into his touch, begging for more from him. While he did this, he continued to kiss and suck on her collarbone. She felt his strong body pressed against his own, his perfect muscles brushing against her bare torso.
Kunigami's fingers then plunged inside her, first with only one finger, making sure she wouldn't feel too bothered by it. He continued to stroke her with his thumb while his index finger curved inside of her. His lips felt the vibrating sensation of her moans echoing in her throat.
"Do you like that...?" he asked, breathing heavily.
"Y-- yeah..." she whined.
"Do you want more...?"
"M-- mhm...!"
He applied a little bit more pressure with his thumb and then added a second digit, her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer to her body. Her legs spread wider, allowing him better access to her. She rolled her hips against his thumb, applying enough movement to satisfy her.
His large fingers moved in and out of her at a moderate pace. Each time he pushed them inside her he would curl them upwards so they would hit a certain spot inside her that made her body turn to jelly. Every time he did this a mewl of overwhelming emotion rose up through her-- the tips of her fingers dove into his bright ginger hair, grabbing at it and tugging. The tugging sensation shooting through the base of his skull aroused him.
"Please..." he begged, increasing the pace of his fingers.
"Ah--"
"Y/N, haven't I made you feel good enough?" he asked. "Please...can I...go inside you now?"
Her grip tightened on his hair, his lips grazed the side of her neck.
Right when she was about to climax, he pulled his fingers out, preventing her from reaching a release. He wanted for them to reach their climax together, he didn't want her to feel good without him.
She groaned. "Ugh..."
"Can I...?"
"Hurry up..." she let go of him allowing him to straighten his back.
When he got his answer from her, a sudden energy took over his limbs, making him move quickly. He pulled off his pants and boxers, revealing his incredibly large and aroused state.
"Uh...do you want me to get a condom or are you on the pill--"
"You're so annoying...I'm already on birth control, hurry up...!"
"Oh! Uh...sorry I didn't know!" he blurted his words out.
Y/N didn't really understand what was happening to her, she hated how long he was taking. Her body felt so warm on the inside and she couldn't wait any longer. She longed and yearned for him so much, she was practically going insane-- she just wanted him to take her already and the only thing he was taking was his sweet time.
"Kunigami...!" she whimpered.
The soccer player paused when he listened to her voice so desperate.
"Please..." she breathed heavily. "Just...do it...I can't..."
He held his breath, his lower lip trembling in disbelief.
"I can't take it...anymore..."
Kunigami positioned her on her side, his strong hands grabbed one of her legs, pulling it straight up and resting it against his shoulder. He placed himself at her entrance, one of his hands gripping around her leg while his free one held onto her hip. His hand squeezed her hip in his palm, earning a surprised gasp from her as he slowly started entering her.
His sheer size and the foreign feeling of his body pushing into her made her face press deep into the pillow. Her jaw dropped open, moaning loudly until he finally sheathed himself inside her fully.
"You okay?" he glanced down at her.
"M-- mgh...mhm..." she could barely speak.
Giving her a minute to adjust, he started slowly moving his hips. He went far deeper than his fingers ever could, pushing against the deepest part of her body, making her teeth bite down on her lower lip in order to stop herself from crying out. The sight of her clinging onto the pillow for dear life as he continued to move his hips slowly made his heart race in excitement. The fact that his body was making her feel like this and how he knew how to make her look so desperate for him-- all felt like such a beautiful dream.
"You're doing good...you're doing good..." he repeated softly.
"Heh...you're going easy on me, aren't you?" she huffed.
He raised a brow at her. "Do you...want me to go harder?"
"No-- uh well...not yet! Gimme a second..." she mumbled.
"Hmm?"
The hand on her hip moved to her breast, caressing her and grabbing at her. His finger brushed against her nipple, earning a stifled groan from her lips which she clearly attempted to hide from him. A small smirk tugged on his face and he pulled his hips away from her briefly, hearing her sigh in relief since she felt her body getting closer to a climax and she didn't want to give him the delight of hearing her climax so early.
However, as his hips returned to her, he slammed them harder than ever, making a yelp of shock leave her lips. Her body jerked forward but because he was holding onto her leg tightly, he managed to pull her back towards himself, meeting his pelvis again as he started to thrust into her at a quicker pace.
Y/N's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she felt a familiar knot forming in her abdomen.
"No...no...ngh...ah...no...!" she sobbed, her nails gripped onto the pillow. "Not...yet...!"
Kunigami loved her whimpering, it made him want to go even harder on her just so he could hear the range of sounds she'd make.
"Heh..." he let out a short laugh. "Are you close...? Already?"
"Ah! Agh...!" drool seeped out from the corners of her lips and onto the pillow. "No! N... I'm not...!"
"We'll see...about that...!" he grunted and shoved himself further inside her trembling body, his hips practically smashing against her own. Each time he did so, her body would jolt away from him but his arm would keep her in place, making her unable to leave his side.
She didn't believe he was continuously getting further inside her with each movement of his body.
"You're so...warm..." he huffed.
"Ngh...! Ah!" she squealed, unable to control her voice-- climaxing finally.
"Tsk...I'm not done with you yet..." he whispered gruffly. "Don't get winded."
"I...I'm...ngh...not...wind...ed..." she said in a weak voice, her hand falling limp to her side-- the strength immediately sapped from her body, leaving her completely at the mercy of Kunigami's strong physique.
"Good...cause I'm not done with my desert yet..."
"D-- desert...!? Ah--"
"Yeah, that's what you said, right? Remember..."
Because she'd just climaxed, her body was incredibly sensitive and yet he just kept going. He removed his hand from her breast and started rubbing her down there, applying a firm amount of pressure, matching his movements with each thrust of his hips.
Y/N didn't know how she could go back to living a normal life after she'd experienced sex with men like Noa, Chris and Kunigami. Her mind had been utterly ravished by them, leaving her unable to think about anything else. She wanted more...more...and more from them. Her body started to grow accustomed to their figures and their sizes, making her desperately yearn for more. These men were at a completely different level. The strength, power, ability and skill they possessed were like no other man she'd ever slept with. She started to wonder how the others would feel inside her, how they would fuck her and how many more times she'd climax.
"Mgh..." Y/N moaned, her voice hoarse from how much she'd moaned out Kunigami's name.
"Agh...you're amazing...Y/N..." Kunigami croaked. "You've been holding out for twenty minutes...ah...I'm impressed."
"Mmm--" her toes curled in ecstasy.
Her brain became captivated at the thought of how Bachira would hold her, how Isagi would grab her, how Chigiri would touch her body, how Gagamaru would kiss her, how Shido and Baro would ram her from the inside, how Raichi, Nagi, and Reo would pull at her hair and how Sae and Aiku would tug her body around like a doll...
This feeling...was so addictive.
"You're moaning louder..." he whispered in her ear, his nails digging into her thigh that was pressed against his muscular chest.
She gritted her teeth, desperately trying to retain the sliver of pride she had left.
"I wonder..." he trailed off. "How many times have you come already...?"
"I...don't...know..." she choked out.
"Why don't you count for me...hmm?"
A whimper left her lips. "I...agh...can't..."
"Why not?"
"Ngh--"
"Come on, Y/N, you can speak, can't you?"
"Ah..." she breathed shakily.
"Tell me why you can't tell me..." he whispered.
He increased his pace even more. Sweat poured out of his pores, the physical exertion starting to weigh him down slightly. He usually wouldn't get tired from this, since he was a soccer player and was trained to run for long periods at a time. However, the sheer excitement and the way his heart was beating so quickly had an impact on this.
"Go...god...I'm going...insane..." she lay there motionless, her mind flooding with pleasure-- drowning her in it.
"Why are you going insane...?" he asked. "Y/N?"
He wanted more from her...more...he wanted to hear her scream his name, to cry out for him, to see just how much more desperate she could get. Her body shot back and forth with each thrust of his powerful hips. The muscles in his body clenched and flexed tightly.
"C...cause...I feel..." she said with ragged breaths. "...s...so...full...!"
Y/N could feel herself slowly changing...and turning into a hoe for Kunigami.
And for some reason, she didn't seem to mind it. As long as she could be with him and feel this sensation inside of her...nothing else mattered.
Kunigami groaned loudly, unable to stop himself from climaxing a bit earlier than he would've liked. But how could he stop when she'd just said such lewd things, any man would've had the same reaction to her. He burst all over her chest, covering her in his fluids. The sudden warm feeling on her cold body shocked her for a second.
"Hah..." Kunigami breathed, his hand caressing the outside of her thigh.
"Wh...what just..." she said quietly, seeing stars.
He frowned. "Damn it...I came too early..."
"Almost thirty minutes...is...ah...early to you...?" she whispered.
He glanced down at her, hovering over her. "Uhm...is there any chance we could go for round two?"
She blinked. "Are you trying to kill me with your dick?"
"Wha-- no!"
"You really think I can go round two after that?"
"I'm sorry, did I go too hard-- do you want some water--"
"I want some sleep, that's for damn sure."
"You sure you don't want anything--"
She poked his cheek. "No. Your dick was seriously way too big, I just needa sleep."
His eyes widened, thinking he'd hurt her. "Oh no-- I'm sorry I didn't mean to...was it bad?"
"I...idiot..." she looked away from him.
"Huh..."
"It...wasn't bad..."
He cocked his head to the side. "It wasn't? Then..."
"It was...really...really good…"
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CHAPTER 019
"AH...! NGH...M-- MMM...!"
Y/N moaned out as Chris rammed into her from behind. Her back was arched, taking pleasure in the way he moved inside of her. His calm eyes were glued onto her body then flickered up to the mirror in front of them, watching as her face twisted in excitement. Her breaths shot out her body with each thrust from his strong hips. His hands gripped onto her hips tightly, nails digging into the fabric of her sundress.
"You're so hot...!" Chris grunted, his cheeks burning at the sight of her and the sounds she was making.
"Ah...faster...hurry up," she sighed.
"Tsk, why're you trying to get this over this so quickly, hmm, love?" he whispered in her ear, kissing and sucking on her earlobe.
"Cause...someone...ngh-- might see...!" she struggled to finish her sentence.
He let out a breathy laugh. "Now why would I wanna finish quickly when I got me a sexy woman here? I'm not gonna be faffing about."
Her fingers gripped the sink in front of her, trying not to look at herself in the mirror in front since she felt so ashamed at the faces she was making.
"Ah...!" she choked out.
A loud moan emitted from her throat when he started hitting a certain part of her. He noticed this and took little mercy upon her. He continued slamming into her, knocking against the most sensitive regions within her and making her eyes widen with each movement.
"Agh... You're so good..." he kissed the side of her neck slowly, leaving a thin trail of kisses down to her shoulder and collarbone.
His hand slapped her bare rear, making her body jump at the surprising sensation.
"H-- hey!" she gasped.
"What?" he asked.
"N...ngh...no slapping..." she moaned out.
A smirk pulled on his lips. "Oh?"
"I...I don't like it," she said.
"Dunno, you don't seem too gutted by it..." he sneered and gave her another slap. "Do you, love?"
She bit down on her lower lip, desperately trying to stop herself from moaning out.
"Hmm...you almost moaned there, didn't you?" he whispered gruffly in her ear, his deep British accent being the only thing she could hear. "Agh..."
His hand made contact with her rear again, leaving a handprint on her. An exhilarating sensation burst through her body and she could feel herself getting closer to her climax with each slap of his hand.
She absolutely didn't want to give Chris, of all people, the idea that what he was doing felt good. Even though, he most likely knew she liked every single bit of it. Chris was an incredibly egotistical man and loved himself more than anyone else-- for this very reason, Y/N hated the fact that she was enjoying this a bit more than she should've.
Y/N's eyes darted towards the door for a brief second to make sure no one was watching, however, she directly made eye contact with Chigiri. She didn't care that he was watching everything unfold right then and there, instead, she started ramping up her moans and complimenting Chris on how well he was doing-- eager to make Chigiri jealous.
"Ah! Just like that..." she sighed.
"Oh?"
"Y...you're so big..."
Chigiri felt his heart shatter at the sight of her being touched and kissed by another man. He never really believed Shido's words that she was sleeping with the men in Kaiser's team, but now...Shido seemed to be right. His heart dropped into his stomach and his knees buckled with each moan that left her precious lips.
This wasn't how things were supposed to be going.
Anything but this.
Her sudden compliments caused Chris's ego to go through the roof.
"Hah! You really do like my dick, don't you?" he sneered.
She nodded, saliva dripping down the sides of her mouth. "Uh-huh...!"
"Ah...crap! Now you've gone and done it!" he sighed. "I'm about to..."
Within the next few minutes, the two reached their climax-- however, they didn't have all that much time to actually enjoy the feeling. They quickly fixed their clothes and cleaned up. When Y/N looked back at the bathroom door, she noticed Chigiri had long since left. A proud smile formed on her face and she strut out of toilet, Chris hurrying out behind her like a faithful dog trying to keep up.
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CHAPTER 017
By the time they got back to the large house, it was already 8:00 P.M.. Considering the physical exertion they'd gone through earlier that day, they decided they would call it an early night and go to sleep. Kaiser suggested to Noa that he stay the night with them so he wouldn't have to drive back home while he was tired. Noa agreed to this and they offered him a spare bedroom in the house.
Y/N sat in front of her vanity mirror in her thin nightgown that reached her upper thighs. While she played with her hair in the mirror, her thoughts trailed back to Aiku and his words filled her mind. His apologetic face and calm voice took over her, making it the only thing she could think about. She wanted to go to sleep and forget about everything he told her but she obviously couldn't.
"F-- fuck...Aiku..." she hissed, little conviction in her voice.
She grinded her teeth together in anger and she shot to her feet, whirling around on the heels of her feet. She left her room and roamed around the dark hallways of the expensive mansion until she came into contact with a bedroom door. Standing in front of it for a few seconds, she just stared...and stared.
Then she balled her hand into a tight fist and forced herself to knock on the door.
A groggy voice answered from the other side. "Agh...huh?"
She didn't answer, too nervous to.
"Who is it?"
She bit down on the inside of her cheek.
"Uh. Come in?"
Y/N grabbed the cool doorknob with her warm hand, twisting it. The echoing sound of the door creaking open rang out through the hall, bouncing back and forth between the walls and entering her ears. Slipping inside the room like a shadow, she pushed the door closed again and leaned against it for a few seconds.
She was in Noa's room.
Noa's eyes widened when he saw her there. "Y/N...?"
Y/N looked up, meeting his gaze. She pushed herself away from the door and slowly walked towards him, each step she took held meaning and purpose. Her movements were so fluid and smooth, her hips swaying from side to side-- her nightgown barely covering her lower half.
"What is it?" Noa asked.
"I can't sleep..." she murmured, sitting down on the edge of his bed.
"Oh...uhm..." he looked around, not knowing what to do in this situation.
She suddenly started getting on his bed, crawling towards him on her hands and knees. Her back arched and her ass lifted up slightly, accentuating it. The hem of her nightgown slipped along her back, revealing her underwear.
Noa's body trembled at the sight of her feminine figure.
"Can you...help me?" she whispered.
He choked on the cold air.
"How...?"
"Don't you know that...an orgasm can help you sleep better?"
Noa's eyelids widened. "I--"
She crawled closer towards him and on top of him, she straddled his legs and placed her hands on his chest, feeling him through his shirt. He had no will to say no to her, his body refused to move and he just waited with anticipation for what else she would do.
"So... Why don't you..." she trailed off, slowly pulling her hands down his body and then slipping them onto her own-- moving them down to her abdomen. "Score a goal in here...?"
Noa's breath hitched and he finally gave in to the desires knotting in his stomach. He grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her down onto the bed as he got on top of her. His strong hands pulled his shirt off, tossing it to the floor without a single care in the world. Her lips curved upwards into an intrigued smirked and her hands caressed his abs, driving him mad with temptation.
He slipped his hands under her nightgown, feeling her soft thighs against his rough fingers. She retracted her hands away from his body and stretched them out above her head, enjoying the feeling of him touching her so carefully. He squeezed and rubbed her outer thighs with one hand as the other grasped at her breast.
She arched her back, allowing him more access to her perfect figure.
He grabbed the top of her thin nightgown and pulled it down her chest, revealing her round, supple breasts. The moonlight reflecting in from the nearby window shone down on her, giving him slight sight into how ravishing she looked.
The pro striker breathed out shakily.
"Hmm...?" Y/N hummed.
"You're..."
"What is it?"
"You're beautiful..." he uttered in shock.
She let out a short laugh. "What happened to your stoic attitude, Mr Striker?"
"How could anyone be stoic around a woman like you?" he asked.
"Is that your way of saying you want to fuck me...?" she whispered.
His mouth attacked her neck, kissing, licking and sucking on her soft skin. The flavour of her body filled his mouth and excited his senses. His lower region grinded down on hers roughly, rubbing her skillfully in the right place, causing her body to writhe in arousal. While he did this, he trailed his kisses down to her collarbone, between her breasts then finally he started sucking on them.
He pulled away from her for a brief second.
"Yes...it is..." he finally responded before his mouth continued pleasing her sensitive breasts.
"Ah--"
He made sure to be extremely gentle with her-- his gentle nature, though not making the sensations more raw and strong-- was more soothing and smooth.
Not sharp but rather soft.
It was nice.
"Is this alright...?" Noa asked in a hushed voice.
"Ngh--" Y/N moaned out. "Yeah...it's...great..."
Y/N's body felt so warm to the touch. On the inside she was burning up with excitement and arousal-- but also a deep sense of vexation and frustration. The mere thought of Aiku apologising to her made her whole body feel ill on the inside. All she wanted was to get revenge on him and the others. Even though he admitted to her that they all missed her and valued her as a person, she didn't care. She wanted a way to get back at all of them and sleeping with Noa, a member of the enemy team, felt like the best way to do this. Maybe if she also slept with the other remaining members it would strike a sense of hurt through Aiku and his team.
Noa's hand slipped under her underwear and started rubbing her sensitive area. Her neck arched against the pillow as she focused on the sensation of his skilful fingers traversing the outside of her region. His pace started off slow-- a bit too slow, edging on irritating. She looked up at him with an annoyed expression on her face, like a bratty princess expecting more from him.
Noa loved this attitude of hers. She knew what she wanted, how she wanted it and wasn't afraid to visibly show that she wanted it in a specific way. Noa felt more than obliged to comply with her wishes.
"You're not happy?" he asked.
She started moving her hips against his hand, trying to add more friction. Her fingers gripped the pillow.
"You're being too slow..." she whined.
A slight smirk tugged on the corner of his lips. "Am I?"
"Yeah...ah..." she breathed. "I can...hardly feel anything."
"But I'm touching you, aren't I?" he said, clearly teasing her.
"You need to touch me more..."
He leaned down, his free hand grasping at her chin, rubbing her lower lip. "Tell me how you want it..."
The heat from her body spread up to her cheeks. "Wha--"
"Tell me exactly how you want me to touch you...and I'll do it," he stated simply.
Embarrassment took over her and she bit down on her lower lip. She reached her hand down to where his was, pressing her hand against his fingers and guiding them over her sensitive places-- doing the motions with the amount of pressure she wanted. Her hips also started moving along with his hand, aiding in providing her with more pleasure.
"Mgh!"
Her fingers could feel the veins in his hands bulging from under her underwear.
"Like that?" he asked, repeating the motions she specifically wanted-- but did it ten times better than how she instructed him.
He really knew what he was doing.
"Yeah...!" she sighed. "Keep going, I'm so close--"
He stopped when she said this and pulled his hand away, she frowned. He pulled down his pants, revealing his aroused state. Her eyes slowly trailed down and stared at how large he was.
"I'm sorry," he apologised. "But you'll have to hold off on your pleasure for a while."
"Eh...?" she whined. "I...I was so close..."
"Don't you think it'll be unfair if only one of us is satisfied by the end of it?"
She thought about this and nodded. "I guess..."
He pushed one of his fingers inside of her while he instructed her to touch him, which she did, stroking him slowly at the pace his fingers were going. He eyed her face, watching her expression change each time he pushed his finger in and out in a repeated motion. Once he saw she seemed to be alright with one finger, he added two, then three. His fingers were long and a bit thick, reaching deep inside her.
Every time he pushed them inside, he would curve them upwards at a specific angle, caressing a part of her that made her visibly tremble in euphoria.
Once he deemed her ready to take him in, he positioned himself. He grabbed her hips and pulled them up, meeting them with his pelvis. His hands and arms were so strong he could keep her body up at an angle.
"Agh...!" Y/N gasped when she felt him slowly entering her.
Her head shot back onto the pillow, the very tips of her fingers scraping against the bedboard. He pushed himself inside of her until he reached the base. An impressed expression took over his stoic features and his bright yellow eyes snapped down to her face.
"You're doing well," he complimented her.
"A...ah..." she breathed. "Th...anks-- mmmgh...!"
He started moving at a moderate pace. His hands helped her hips meet each and every one of his powerful thrusts. When he pulled back, then thrust forward, he would suddenly jerk her lower half towards him.
Y/N had greatly underestimated this man. She never thought he would've been this strong, obviously, a lapse in her judgement. He was an athlete, a professional striker and a soccer player, of course, he'd have incredible stamina and strength. She seemed to forget this fact. She assumed he would've started out nice and slow in order to save up some strength for near the end when he went all out, but it seemed that since he basically had enough stamina to last him an hour, he didn't need to pace himself at all.
"Oh...! Ah!" she cried out, unable to hold in her moans anymore.
Her moans were the most beautiful things he'd ever heard and he wanted to hear more from her. The sounds she made were so addicting-- whenever he hit the perfect spot inside her, she would make a specific moaning noise that indicated he was getting it right.
It'd been such a long time since she'd last engaged in such activities. It made her feel so alive. The last person she did it with was Kaiser and since then she hadn't done it, not even once. But now...things seemed to have changed drastically for Y/N.
"Agh..." Noa grunted, sweat pouring out from his pores and rolling down the sides of his temples.
"So...good...!" she exclaimed.
The bed creaked in response to their constant movements.
Noa's nails dug into the skin on her hips, causing a shark sensation to shoot through her body. The pain, mixed with the pleasure, added a lot more excitement and spice to the situation.
Her breasts bounced up and down in response to the way Noa would drag and pull at her. His pace slowly transitioned to more firm and quick thrusts, making her mind go blank from how well he knew how to do it.
Within the first ten minutes, Y/N started to become tired and worn out. She'd lost count of how many times she'd climaxed after the first three times. Her eyes would roll to the back of her head and her nails would scrape across the pillow, one of her arms flung over her eyes, covering half of her face from him since she felt so embarrassed at the faces she was making.
Noa found her embarrassment cute and hot at the same time.
"H...how much...mgh...longer...?" she arched her back as much as possible, begging for more from him while he continued to go at it with such a consistent speed.
"I'm not close yet..." he groaned.
"N-- ngh...no way!" she gasped.
"Are you not close either?"
"I've already came more than three times!"
"Oh--"
"We've been doing it for thirty minutes now..."
He stopped for a brief moment, taking this into consideration before he pulled her legs onto his shoulders, making for even deeper penetration in order to quicken the process. He immediately continued again after switching positions, going at it at a rapid pace, quicker than he'd ever gone.
His athleticism was monstrous and his speed was frightening.
Her jaw dropped open and she hand to cover her mouth with her hand to muffle her moans and cries. If she hadn't done this, she knew everyone else in the house would've heard her cries of utter pleasure. Her glazed eyes looked up at him and noticed his expression shifting and contorting, leading her to believe he was slowly getting closer to his own burst of pleasure.
Noa's strong hips rammed into her over and over again, jerking her body up and down, the top of her head accidentally hitting the bedboard a few times. He was so deep inside her she could feel him up in her abdomen-- her body felt so full of him. His warmth spread all the way through her.
He then pushed her down onto her stomach, his hand grabbing a chunk of her hair in his fist, pushing her face into her pillow-- his other hand pressed down onto her lower back. His speed increased even more-- surprising her at his potential to keep exceeding his own limits.
"Ah!" she cried out, her moans being muffled by the pillow. "Mmm--"
The fact that her face was pressed right up against the fabric made it difficult for her to breathe, slightly constricting her airways and enhancing the pleasure throbbing within her.
"Crap...!" Noa swore under his breath.
With a few more powerful thrusts of his hips, he successfully reached his climax, bursting all over her back. Y/N just lay there for a few seconds, basking in the pleasure she just experienced-- unable to fully recognise what'd just happened.
It'd been such a long time since she felt something like this.
It was...amazing...
She breathed out shakily.
She'd finally gotten back at Aiku.
Yet...why did she feel so hollow?
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CHAPTER 025 (part 3)
Y/N knocked on Tsukishima's office door and he opened it. Though he was looking forward to seeing her come to him and he'd waited almost an hour for her, he forced himself to look rather bored when she got there. He just stared down at her with an irritated expression on his face, as though he didn't want her to be there or like she'd just disturbed him while he was doing something extremely important. Neither of these was true. In actuality, he'd been sitting there, thinking about her for a whole hour, staring at the clock and watching the minutes— seconds go by till he heard that knock.
"Tch. Took you forever, what a waste of time," he grumbled to himself.
"I'm just gonna assume you're not the secret Santa," Y/N said to herself.
"Eh? Fuck are you even talking about?"
"Yep. Knew it. You're definitely not the type of person who celebrates Christmas," she commented.
"I'll have you know Christmas is my favourite holiday, so I'm rather offended by your stupid comment," he snarled.
"Wow, that's a shock," she said. "You're always pissed."
"Fuck does that gotta do with me enjoying a holiday? Mind you, the only damn holiday I get from seeing you stupid students," he muttered on and on.
"Cause it really just feels like you don't even know what joy is or experience much of it in your life to have so much hate?" she raised a brow at him. "But okay, good to know you like one thing."
"I like a lot of other things in my life," he retorted.
"Uh-huh, doesn't look like it, Sir," she said.
"I like playing board games," he said. "I'm good at chess and I love beating people at it."
"Seems like a sadistic tendency than actually enjoying it for the sport or fun of it, to be honest," she whispered.
He dragged her inside his office and slammed the door shut. He pushed her down onto the sofa and leaned down, placing both his hands next to either side of her face. His eyes were fierce and angry as his slender figure loomed over her, lips pressed together firmly indicating his sour mood.
"Did I make you angry, Sir?" she cocked her head to the side, her hair brushing against his wrist. "I didn't mean to..."
"And to think I asked you to come here so we could chat a little bit so I could get to know you better before I fucked your brains out," he scoffed.
She laughed. "Yeah, no thanks. I don't want to fuck you, Mr Tsukishima."
He narrowed his eyes.
"You're not very fuckable as you think you might be," she whispered this.
His eyes widened in rage.
"I mean, you literally have glasses, that's really nerdy," she snickered.
"Bokuto wears glasses," he shot back.
"Yeah, but he's just naturally hot," she said. "And he doesn't wear them often. Plus, I guess you're just ugly, Sir."
Tsukishima pushed her back down onto the sofa, laying her flat. He got on top of her and grabbed her hair in his fist, pulling her head back as he shoved something into her mouth. Her brows knitted together as she tried to identify what it was that was in her mouth— then the taste hit her.
Minty...
Pepper...mint...?
She glanced down and saw a large candy cane.
"Merry Christmas, bitch," Tsukishima sneered.
"Mmfgh...!" she gasped, almost choking on the piece of candy.
"God...I've wanted to shut your bitchy ass up for so long..." he groaned, moving the candy cane back and forth against her tongue— sometimes going a bit deeper than she was used to, making her gag on it.
"Mm...mmm..." she swallowed.
"Heh...you're taking it pretty deep in there aren't you?" he breathed, his hot breaths brushing against the side of her face when he spoke. "I guess Ushijima taught you well in his last lesson with you, didn't he? But...I don't think you're anywhere near ready to take a man yet."
She rolled her eyes at him and kneed him in the stomach.
He choked out in pain. "Gah...!"
She snickered and smiled in triumph.
"Alright you wanna be a little bitch, do you?" he hissed like a ferocious animal.
He straddled her stomach, putting all his weight on top of her so she couldn't move even an inch as he continued to push the candy cane deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her eyes flickered to the back of her head— despite it being a piece of candy and constantly moving up and down her mouth, it made her feel aroused for some reason. She rather liked irritating Tsukishima to the point where he snapped and took his anger out on her.
It made her feel vulnerable...and for some reason, for once, she seemed to enjoy it.
"A— ah...ghhm..." she choked out, her mouth full.
She squeezed her legs together and her tongue emerged out of her mouth, hanging open as he hit the back of her throat multiple times with the candy cane.
"Mmgh..."
Saliva dripped down the sides of her mouth and her lower region throbbed with excitement. Heavy, laboured breaths left her mouth.
"Wh...what the hell is up with that f...face..." Tsukishima stuttered when he saw how insanely sexy she looked with that face she was giving him.
His hand grabbed her breast, fondling it as he continued to push further and further, desperate to get a reaction out of her. Anything. Pain, annoyance, attitude— anything. But all he was getting was that face, twisted in overt pleasure.
"Ah...shit..." Tsukishima groaned, his grip tightened on her breast.
His hand increased in pace, moving the candy cane in and out of her mouth at a quicker pace as he began grinding down on her, his hand continuing to grope her chest.
"Ah...mmgh...ngh...!" Y/N moaned out.
She never thought she'd love a piece of candy so much.
But, here she was.
She moved her hips up, allowing him a better angle to grind at her— their bodies rubbing against one another roughly.
"Shit...!" Tsukishima shouted, pulling the candy out of her mouth as he smashed his lips against her own and plunged his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her deeply, his incredibly hot tongue tasting the inside of her mouth, not missing a single crevice.
Her hand grabbed at his tie, deepening the kiss.
"Mmm...agh..." she sighed.
"Mnnfgh..." he groaned against her lips.
Tsukishima forgot to restrain himself and kept going. His hips smashed against her own, tossing her body back and forth until he finally climaxed inside his pants.
"A— ah...agh...!" he shouted out loudly, unable to control his voice.
He pulled away from her, just when she, herself, was about to experience the same form of pleasure for the first time in her life. She sighed in annoyance when he stood up.
"Why does this happen to me every time..." she pondered on why she could never get to that specific feeling.
This was the second time or third time.
"Uh, you...get the fuck out of my office...!" Tsukishima bellowed angrily, tossing the candy cane into the trash.
She slowly sat up, still tasting some of the minty flavour in her mouth. "Eh...? What. Weren't we gonna like do something fun? Or weren't you gonna teach me something?"
"Well, yes, count this as a semi-lesson type of...thing, now get out!" he hissed.
"What...that wasn't even a lesson, fuck did I learn?" she crossed her arms over her chest. "How to deep throat a candy cane?"
"No, we confirmed that your blow job skills have indeed improved, now get the fuck out!" He pointed to the door.
"Why—"
"Because I said so!"
"Damn, fine, tight ass!" she shouted back at him and stormed out of his office.
Tsukishima pinched the bridge of his nose and took out a tissue.
"Now I gotta clean my fucking pants 'cause of that bitch..."
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On the way to Oikawa's office, Y/N bumped into Sakusa who stared at her nervously—despite half his face being covered by the mask he always wore. His arms were behind his back and he seemed to be hiding something there. Y/N became a bit anxious when she saw this and stepped away from him instinctively. Sakusa, seeing she wasn't feeling comfortable with this immediately took his hands out from behind his back, showing her what he was holding.
"S...sorry..." he mumbled. "I just wanted to surprise you."
"Oh, no, no it's fine!" she laughed. "I just get nervous when people hide their hands. Makes me think they got something weird."
"I understand that," he nodded thoughtfully. "I won't do that again."
"Thanks for understanding," she smiled. "Oh, by the way?"
"Yes?"
"Are you the one who put the present in my locker this morning?"
"Oh. No."
"Oh— I see— anyway, what did you wanna give me?"
The man cleared his throat and tugged on the collar of his dark turtleneck, struggling to sort out his thoughts since his heart pounded with extreme shyness. Sakusa wasn't exactly the type of person to give people many gifts, so this felt rather new to him.
He held his breath and just spoke: "...here, I got you something for Christmas. Even though...it's not really Christmas— whatever, I got you these."
His hands extended out in front of himself as he held a bouquet of red roses with bits of green decoration fitting with the Christmas theme.
She took them from his hands and smiled at him gratefully. "Thank you so much, Sakusa. I really appreciate it, these look so nice!"
"You like them?" he asked.
She nodded "Mhm! A lot."
"Oh...also...you left this in the bathroom the first time we met," he took out a red tube of lipstick from his pocket, handing it over to her. "Kind of...reminded me of Cinderella's story."
"So that's where it was!" she gasped. "Thank you so much! I really loved this shade too. But no way, I am not Cinderella."
He glanced up at her, their eyes meeting. "To me you are..."
She froze when she heard this, not knowing how to respond to it. "I...I gotta go Sakusa... But that's a lot for giving my lipstick back and for the roses!"
Sakusa waved goodbye and sighed to himself, frustrated that he made her run away from him after he'd expressed his interest in her.
"Was I...too forward with it?" he thought to himself aloud.
Y/N made her way through the University, trying to find Oikawa, however, she couldn't seem to find him anywhere she went. She started to think that perhaps he was teaching classes at that very moment and couldn't see her. However, that thought dissipated rather quickly when she stumbled upon Oikawa, Ushijima and Ukai sitting in the staff lounge room. No other members of staff were there, only the three men.
"Look who's here!" Ukai exclaimed. "Hello, little lady."
"Uh, hi," she answered. "Um, why are all three of you here? I was only supposed to be meeting with Mr Oikawa—"
"We decided we would have a kissing contest!" Oikawa announced.
"A...kissing contest? All three of you?" she raised a brow.
"Mhm," Ushijima nodded.
"So, I'm supposed to be the judge?" she asked.
"Yes," Oikawa answered.
"Oh. You three wanna kiss each other and I have to see who's the best kisser?" she queried, not quite getting it.
"No!" Ukai choked out. "We don't like men. You're gonna be the one we're kissing and you have to choose who's the best kisser out of us three."
"Oh! My bad, my bad," she laughed. "Okay then, I'm down."
"I'll go first," Oikawa said with extreme ego and confidence exuding from his posture as he approached her, a smirk playing on those smooth lips of his. "You ready for the best kiss in your life, Y/N?"
"You're really not all that, I don't know who told you you're so amazing that it went to your head," she rolled her eyes. "So, I'm probably gonna hate this." "God, you're so annoying, as usual," he grumbled.
"I'll insult you again."
"Shut up already."
The History Professor grabbed her by the chin and lifted her face up so she was staring directly into those seductive brown eyes of his. Then he gently pressed his lips against her own and began kissing her softly. His kiss wasn't very heated, more passionate and sensual than rough and sexual. His free hand moved to the back of her head, his fingers slipping through her locks of hair and gripping them ever so slightly— sending a shiver of excitement down her spine.
"Mmm..." a deep groan emitted from his throat.
His tongue lapped against her lips, moistening them and parting them a bit so he could use his tongue to not enter her mouth, but to instead taste the sweetness of the corners of her lips.
Once he pulled away, his thumb, which held her chin, wiped away the remaining saliva. He then brought it to his lips and licked it.
"Well, how was that?" he asked, flashing his pearly white teeth at her.
"I'll give my opinion at the end, thank you," she turned her face away from him.
"Brat..." Oikawa muttered, stepping away from her.
Ushijima stepped forward and offered to go next. His incredibly large hands grabbed her by the shoulders, his large physique leaned forward as he brought his face towards her and kissed her. This kiss was a little bit rough in nature— not quite sexual, not quite sensual either. His hand then moved to her upper back, feeling her shoulder blades beneath his fingers— his other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her up close to his muscular body.
"Mmgh!" Y/N gasped into the kiss with surprise when he suddenly pulled her body.
His hand grabbed her rear, specifically the same place Kuroo had hit her multiple times, causing her to groan in both pain and pleasure. He caressed her and grabbed at her, the veins bulging at the surface of his hand.
Finally, Y/N could identify the type of kiss this was. It was dirty.
An incredibly dirty kiss.
She placed her small hands on his chest, trailing them up to his neck, wrapping her arms around him.
By the time he pulled away, the two were breathing heavily from how long they'd been kissing.
Ushijima turned around and walked smugly past Oikawa, sitting down on the sofa with confidence. The other teacher glared at him with rage and slumped down beside him.
"God, you poor, poor girl," Ukai frowned deeply. "You two should be ashamed of yourselves."
"Eh?" Ushijima and Oikawa asked in sync.
"Younger men these days really have no idea how to kiss or touch a woman, it's atrocious," Ukai shook his head in disappointment, he stood in front of Y/N, smiling. "But it's okay, Y/N, Daddy Ukai's here now. I'll show you what a real kiss is..." "Oh, uh—" she stammered.
Suddenly one of his large hands wrapped around her throat, slamming her into the wall behind her. His free hand grabbed her thigh, pulling her leg up and holding it against his hip as he grinded up against her. Then his lips smashed into her own, kissing her roughly with passion mixed with immense sexual tension. His teeth nibbled and bit at her lower lip, forcing her to open her mouth as his tongue invaded her. He licked the inside of her mouth, their tongues fighting against one another to see which one would gain dominance over the other.
The hand which held her throat tightened slightly, not enough to actually deprive her of any oxygen, but the grip was tight enough to force her into submission. Her fingers dug into his clothes— uncontrollable sighs vibrated from her mouth against his own.
His fingers dug into her thighs, causing red scratch marks.
They pulled away to get some air then he immediately went back in, surprising her even more. His lower half grinded against her lower half, making her gasp loudly.
Ushijima and Oikawa looked over at each other with stunned expressions.
"O— oi! You guys are doing it too long!" Oikawa shouted out.
"This is unfair— it's cheating," Ushijima complained.
Ukai finally pulled away from her and walked back to the other two men, smirking at them.
"I think we all know who the winner is, boys."
Oikawa grimaced. "Who the hell are you calling a boy?"
"You and him," Ukai pointed to them.
"No, we all know I'm the winner," Ushijima said.
"As if," Oikawa scoffed. "I actually gave her a nice soft kiss, that's what women like. When men are gentle, not like wild animals."
"Women also like it when you're not sexist," Y/N said. "Women don't have to like 'gentle' things or 'rough' things. We're all different and like what we like separately."
"Ouch," Ushijima whispered.
"Anyway, I think Coach Ukai wins this one, sorry," she said. "He kept it exciting. It wasn't too rough, not too soft either, not boring and it was— most importantly— really hot."
"No, I'm not accepting this," Oikawa said.
"No one asked," Ukai sneered.
"Fuck off."
"Oh, I have a question," Y/N suddenly said.
"Hmm?" the three averted their attention onto her.
"Did one of you leave a present in my locker this morning?" Y/N interrogated them on the mystery.
"Nope, I didn't," Ukai said. "Did you guys?"
"No, I hate doing secret Santa," Oikawa shrugged.
"It wasn't me," Ushijima answered.
Y/N leaned against the wall, unable to figure out who this secret Santa could be. But she was determined to figure out who the culprit was.
"Hmm..."
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CHAPTER 025
Y/N arrived at Kuroo's chemistry lab when no one was there— he'd just finished his lesson and was on his lunch break. He apparently had asked Bokuto to tell her to meet up with him in his office, not for a sex ed lesson but more just to have some fun with her. Kuroo wanted to get to know her a little bit more, to hang out for a little while.
Y/N knocked on the door and he hastily flung it open, his eyes wide and excited the second he saw her.
"Ah, there she is!" Kuroo chuckled, his arm leaning against the doorframe, his right leg crossed behind his left leg. His pure-white, long, lab coat over his suit's buttoned-up shirt and dark tie, was parted, revealing his chest. "Been waiting for a while. What were you doing with that owl-looking teacher?"
"Owl-looking...?"
"Yeah, don't lie, he looks like an owl."
"Uh, not really."
"You're blind then."
"You're mean then," she frowned.
He laughed and motioned with his head for her to enter the lab. Though, she just stood there, waiting for him to step aside since there was no space for her to enter with him standing there.
"Go on then," he said.
"You're kinda in the way, Sir," she said.
He grabbed the side of his lab coat, pulling it away from the doorframe.
She sighed and ducked down slightly, squeezing past him and into the room. The second she moved by him though, his large hand had swiftly slipped down from the doorframe and slapped her rear.
She stopped and turned around.
"What was that for?" Y/N raised a brow.
"Couldn't help it," Kuroo shrugged.
"By the way, just a question, I know it might sound super random but...just answer it," she said.
"Hmm?" he hummed deeply.
"There was this gift left in my locker today, a necklace and some chocolate. It's gotta be a member from the faculty since none of the students can access lockets," she expressed to him. "So, were you maybe one of them?" "Eh? Do I look like the kinda guy to be a creepy secret Santa?" he pointed to himself.
"Kinda...?"
"Well, no. No, it's not me."
Y/N's mind was racing— could've been Hinata? He seemed the only one determined enough to actually pick a lock to do such a thing. Then again, why would he? He'd only given her presents when he wanted to make up with her...so...could he have been trying to make things right?
"Anyway, what did you need? Bokuto told me to come to you," she asked. "Is my next Sex Ed lesson with you?"
"Hah, I wish," the Professor sighed. "But no."
"Then...?"
"I wanted to challenge you to a...pocky game!"
He pulled out a box full of pocky.
"Oh my God! I love pocky!" she squealed.
The two sat down opposite each other and he took out a single pocky, he placed it in his mouth and motioned with his finger for her to put the other end in her mouth. She obeyed and stared directly at him from the opposite side of the pocky. He then counted down with his fingers.
1...
2...
3...
Go...!
The two hastily began nibbling away at the food, their faces— and more importantly, their lips coming closer and closer with each bit they took. Soon their lips were mere inches away from each other and Y/N quickly snapped her half of the pocky, holding it up and showing him how she had the largest piece at the end.
"Hah!" she sneered. "Loser."
Kuroo quickly took the piece out of his mouth and compared it to Y/N's.
"Damn it!" he gasped.
"I'm just too good, Sir," she shrugged. "No need to feel bad."
"No, again!" he begged.
His fingers fumbled out another stick of pocky
1...
2...
3...
Go...!
Again, they started nibbling at the pocky. His eyes made contact with her own and he felt himself becoming lost in them, wondering how he could get a kiss from her. An idea popped into his head! If he managed to eat the pocky quicker than her, at a godly speed, he could reach her lips and take her in for a kiss. Realising this, he started biting faster and faster, his face coming closer to her own. Y/N quickened her pace as well to match his own and this in turn made him go quicker too, causing him to inhale a little bit of the pocky up his nose.
The Professor pulled away and gasped for air, clutching at his nose.
"A crumb went up my nose!" he screamed.
"Maybe don't breathe then...?" she suggested.
"You want me to suffocate or something?" he asked.
"No, but like that's what I do," she shrugged.
"Damn...it..."
"Wow, you're really bad at this, Sir."
"No, I'm just going easy on you," he muttered.
"You literally got taken out by a crumb," she pointed out. "That's a new low."
"Oi—"
"That was so embarrassing that I think you should just retire being a Chemistry Professor all together and just cook meth," she said.
"Do I look like a bald guy with lung cancer?" he asked, catching his breath.
"I dunno, shave the head, grow a moustache and goatee and maybe you'll be," she shrugged.
"I am not the danger. I am not the one who knocks," he said, putting his own spin on the quote. "I'd die the second they open that door."
She burst out laughing.
"A little concerning that you, a Chemistry Professor, has watched Breaking Bad, but you know what, that's good taste," she said. "I'll give you one point for that joke, Sir."
"Okay. Let's go again, winner takes all?" Kuroo said, determined.
"Sure thing! What's the deal?" Y/N queried.
"If I win...I get to slap your ass—" he sneered. "Three times!"
"If I win...you resign," she said.
"The hell, that's not even in the same ballpark!"
"Deal, or no deal."
"Deal!"
He pulled out the final pocky, putting one end in his mouth and Y/N biting down on the other end. The two stared at each other, their eyes narrowing as they both formulated their own plans in their minds on how they could win. Kuroo slowly raised his hand and counted down leisurely.
1...
Y/N's teeth tightened on the pocky.
2...
Kuroo swallowed deeply, his career was on the line.
3...
They braced themselves.
Go...!
Hurriedly, the two began nibbling at the pocky, working their way down. Just when Y/N thought she had a good pace going and was closing in on the Professor, she felt two large hands on her exposed thighs. Glancing down from her pocky, she saw his veiny hands clenching her thighs. He then hooked the heels of his shoes behind the legs of her chair, suddenly pulling her in so close that her chair made contact with his own. His hands forcibly spread her legs on either side of her chair.
"Mmm!" she gasped in surprise when she felt his fingers rubbing against her sensitive area through her undergarments. Her legs pressed against his own that were also wide apart.
Before she even knew it, Kuroo had eaten the entire pocky and reached her lips. He began kissing her gaping her mouth, his other hand caressing her thigh whilst his other one worked on pleasuring her.
"Mmfgh..." she moaned against the kiss.
Just when she felt herself drawing nearer to ecstasy, he pulled away, licking his lips with a mischievous smile on his face.
"Th— that's cheating!" she exclaimed.
"You never stated any rules," he explained. "Sounds like a you problem, if you ask me."
"You're an asshole...Sir," she muttered with frustration. "I would've won—"
"Well, you didn't, now bring that ass over here," Kuroo commanded.
Y/N groaned and stood up, moving her chair away and turning around in front of him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. No...over my lap..." he pet his legs.
Y/N, still already kind of aroused from the things he did to her a few minutes ago, she abided. She bent over both his legs and his hand grabbed her by the hair, his strong fingers gripping onto her scalp. His other hand lifted her skirt.
He whistled. "Now that's what I like to see..."
"Just hurry up...weirdo..." she muttered, her cheeks feeling incredibly warm.
"Hey, hey, hey," he said. "I'm the winner here. Be quiet, loser."
She groaned in irritation.
His grip tightened on her hair, pulling her head back slightly.
"Oi. No attitude," he hissed.
His free hand squeezed her rear a few times, his tongue licking his lips in excitement. The tips of his fingers slipped ever so slightly under her underwear when he gripped her tightly.
Y/N bit down on her lower lip.
All of sudden, his palm made contact with her, making her body jolt and a shocked yelp leave her parted lips.
"You've been such an annoying woman today," he said, his hand hitting her again.
"Ah!"
"You know. I used to play volleyball a lot in high school," he mentioned. "Which is why...I think I seem to be rather good at this...!"
The last slap caused a sharp pain to shoot through her body. Though it hurt so bad, for some odd reason...there was a lingering feeling of pleasure to it as well. She panted heavily, trying to catch her breath.
"Hmm...that's quite nice actually," he chuckled.
"Huh...?"
"There's a nice handprint on your ass."
"Eh!?" she quickly got off of him and placed a hand on her rear, a stinging feeling shooting through her. "Ow...you hit too hard."
"Isn't that the point?" he raised a brow.
"My ass isn't a damn volleyball," she frowned. "Now that's gonna be a bruise in a day."
"Good, it'll teach you not to challenge my expert pocky eating."
"I hate you, Sir."
"And I love your ass."
"Ugh. Men."
"Mmm, your ass."
"By the way, how's that crumb of pocky still doing in your nose, Sir?"
"You...!"
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"WHO'S READY FOR SOME VOLLEYBALL?"
Ushijima asked his class with enthusiasm, he clasped his hands together in excitement. Whenever his eyes would fall upon Y/N, she could see a nervous expression take over his rough features. Sometimes she wondered why he stared at her like that then she remembered what happened in their last lesson together and how he stared at her so obviously.
She covered her mouth with her hand and snickered into it, finding it kind of funny.
Yuriko and Saiya glanced at her and rolled their eyes. Kenma, still not knowing what had happened between his friends, approached Yuriko with a small smile on his face as he greeted her.
"Hey, you didn't text me last night," Kenma said, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear.
Yuriko smirked and embraced him. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Kenma!"
Y/N heard the commotion and looked over to see what was going on. Her stomach dropped, her pulse raced and her mouth went dry when she noticed how Yuriko embraced the man of her dreams. The woman's hands were wrapped around his slender figure, holding him close to her body-- her breasts right up to his chest. Her lips were close to his own and Y/N thought they would kiss if they weren't in the presence of the other students.
"I missed you..." Yuriko sighed.
"U-- uh..." Kenma stuttered at how close they were.
"So, we gonna have some fun tonight if you're not studying?" Yuriko giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Y/N analysed her techniques, remembering them and noting them down. Some of the things she did both Suna and Ukai had taught her about already.
"Tch..." Y/N muttered. "I know cooler stuff to make a dude hard..."
"Say what now?" Nishinoya's head snapped towards her.
"Nothing, Yuriko's a bitch, right?"
"What? Did something happen between you two?"
"Yeah, a lot."
Kenma nodded. "Sure. What time you wanna come over?"
"Eight?"
"Sounds great."
"Make sure you got some lube since we might've ran out from how much we did it last time," Yuriko said loud enough for Y/N to hear.
Y/N balled her hands into tight fists and spoke loudly so Yuriko could hear her too "Hah, imagine needing lube, Nishinoya! I mean, if you need lube doesn't that mean you're so old and dried up there that you can't even have natural lubricant?"
"Hmm, could be true, I dunno, never fucked a granny before," Nishinoya shrugged.
After Kenma was finished speaking with Yuriko he went back to his friends.
Y/N glared at Yuriko and Yuriko glared aswell.
They both mouthed the same word: "Bitch."
Ushijima's class finished quicker than Y/N thought since her mind was corrupted with thoughts of Yuriko and Kenma having sex with each other. The idea caused her so much pain and yet she couldn't stop thinking about it.
Ushijima approached Y/N when she left the changerooms, taking her aside for a moment.
"Can you go back to the court. We have our lesson right now," he informed her.
"What? But don't you have classes to teach?" she asked.
"Got my next class in thirty minutes, that's enough time for what I'm teaching you," he said.
"Fine," she said, entering the indoor court again and standing around waiting for Ushijima to come back.
The doors creaked open and the athletic man entered the room, unzipping his gym jacket and tossing it to the floor. His sneaker squeaked against the floor. He stood there, towering over her-- rubbing his hands together.
"Have you ever given a guy a blowjob before?" he asked nonchalantly.
"What the!?" she sputtered, not expecting to hear that.
"Have you?"
"No, why would I?"
"A lot of guys like it," he said. "I'd say a way to a man's heart is through a blowjob."
"I hate men," she huffed.
"So, since you don't know how to do a blowjob, I'll teach you," he told her, voice low.
She swallowed deeply. "How am I gonna practice? No way-- are you-- with your...?"
"I'm gonna need your full cooperation and trust in this, Y/N," he said softly.
"Uh..."
"Okay?"
She closed her eyes, the image of Yuriko giving Kenma a blowjob flashing into her mind and inspiring her rage and determination. Like hell she'd let that woman touch him again.
"Now, get down on your knees..." he commanded with authority in his voice, a shiver crawling down her spine from the strength in his tone.
Y/N got down onto her knees in front of him, staring up at him with those doe eyes of hers that seemed to turn him on so much.
His hands reached out and grabbed the band of his gym trousers, his thumb hooking under them.
She swallowed deeply, waiting with anticipation for what she was about to see.
"Close your eyes..." he murmured. "I want you to close your eyes so when I put it in your mouth, you can feel around with your tongue first. The tongue is really important if you want to make a blowjob feel good."
She closed her eyes.
"Good...good girl, you're doing really well right now," he praised her slowly.
She nibbled on her lower lip nervously.
"Now, open your mouth," he said.
The young woman's lips slowly parted and she opened her mouth for him.
"Wider..."
She widened her jaw.
"Good."
Suddenly she felt something large enter her mouth, gliding across her tongue. It was rather rough and nothing like what she expected a man's region to feel like. Neither did it possess a distinct smell or taste. She didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Now start sucking..." he said.
She did as he said.
"No, not like that. You have to move your head," he explained. "Back and forth..."
She moved her head forward, feeling it going further into her mouth, then back-- repeating this several times.
"No teeth, no teeth," he quickly corrected her. "If you do that, you'll tear it off!"
"Sowwy--" she said with a full mouth.
Ushijima breathed out shakily when she spoke.
"Now...while you're sucking, lick the tip," he said.
She did this, though struggling a few times to do it right since it was rather difficult to keep moving her head and tongue at the same time. He placed his hand on the back of her head, chuckling at her inexperience. His fingers grabbed her hair, not tightly but not loosely either.
Small squeaks and short breaths of physical exertion left her lips and vibrated against him.
Y/N eventually needed to pull away to catch her breath and when she did she opened her eyes.
"Huh?" she blinked, not understanding what she was seeing.
He smirked at her.
"That's...not your dick," she said, unimpressed.
"Yeah, it's not, good observation," he laughed, holding his fingers up which she'd been sucking on for the last two minutes, thinking they were something else.
"I hope you washed your fingers," she snarled.
"I'm not an idiot, of course I did," he replied, looking very offended by this assumption of hers.
"Why did you make me close my eyes if it wasn't even your dick?" she asked.
"Cause I wanted you to think it was so you'd try," he retorted.
"Why not like actually use your dick?" she raised a brow.
"Because...you're still learning and...it might hurt your jaw," he revealed to her the truth.
Her cheeks burnt up. "A-- all men say that."
"No, but it's true," he said with a straight face. "At least for me."
"Also, my knees hurt--"
"My fingers hurt from you using your teeth," he said. "It's like you want to tear Kenma's dick off, which, lemme tell you not the best idea cause that'll defeat the purpose of why you're attending these Sex Ed lessons."
She rolled her eyes in a sassy manner. "Just get on with the lesson, my knees are killing me."
He exhaled and returned his hand to the back of her head, pulling her head back via her hair.
"Open wide..."
She did as he commanded, poking her tongue out.
He scoffed and shoved two of his large fingers into her mouth, moving them up and down her tongue. She sucked onto them as best she could, moving her head back and forth, using her tongue. All of a sudden, his fingers delved deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag reflex kick in. However, instead of him letting her go and allowing her to recover from this, he kept hitting that same spot over and over again.
"Mgfhh...! Agh, agh, agh...!" she choked.
He bit the inside of his cheek. "Don't bite."
"Mfgh..."
"Good."
Her body flinched violently every time as she tried to control her reflex to vomit. Saliva dripped down the sides of her mouth and onto the floor. Ushijima stared down at her with excitement reflecting in those brown eyes of his.
"Control yourself, don't think about it," he repeated over and over again.
The sensation in her mouth eventually, after few minutes of Ushijima shoving his fingers deep into her mouth seemed to become less and less prevalent. It hadn't completely disappeared, she still could feel her stomach churning, her throat burning with the urge to puke-- but it became something a little more tolerable.
"Right now, what you're experiencing, is a deepthroat," he explained. "A lot of guys can cum within seconds of this so it's a great thing to know and be used to if you want to make Kenma feel good. Like really good."
When she heard this, she started sucking harder. Her knees were slightly more spread and her palms were pressed flat on the floor, her breasts moved every time her head jerked back and forth. She tilted her head to the side, getting his fingers to bump against the inside of her cheek then she reached up a hand, grabbing his own and pulling it out of her mouth.
A string of saliva connected her and his fingers before snapping.
She opened her mouth again after swallowing the saliva in her mouth and began licking his long, thick fingers up and down, cleaning them. While she did this, her delicate finger tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, daintily.
Ushijima breathed out a seething hot breath of air from his nostrils.
"Have I...done it...right...?" she said between licks.
"Yeah...you damn well have," he inhaled sharply.
She finished licking his fingers and wiped the saliva from her lips, parting her mouth and licking it.
"Yeah...?" she cocked her head to the side. "Mr Ushijima...are we done?"
His muscles stiffened when he witnessed this.
"Yeah, I think you got the general idea..."
She smiled. "Thank you for the lesson!"
His jaw tightened.
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"Fuck are these messages..." Y/N whispered to herself and placed her phone down, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Ukai smiled at the team and then turned, looking around the field, seeing the young woman sitting there in her thin summer dress which barely covered her plump thighs. His smile slowly morphed into an attractive smirk as he eyed her up and down. Excusing himself from the young men he walked towards her, his large, muscular physique catching her attention.
"Well, well, look who it is..."
Raising his large fingers to his hair, he pulled off his headband, running them through his blonde locks before he fixed the headband on once again. He heaved a deep sigh as he slumped down beside her on the bleachers.
Y/N jumped at this.
"So, you wanna do it right here?" Ukai suddenly asked. "Alright, strip little lady."
Y/N felt her cheeks burn in shock from his words, she snapped her head towards him. "What...!?"
He burst out laughing. "You're so fun to tease. Just kiddin', princess."
She bit the inside of her cheek when he said this.
"I'll just dismiss the guys, so meet me in the storeroom and we'll get started," he instructed her.
"What's...our lesson gonna be?" she queried.
"Impatient are we?" he sneered. "We'll, it'll be on...how to arouse a guy..."
"A...arouse...?" she whispered.
He winked, the sweat from his neck slithered down his jugular and under his shirt. "You heard me the first time."
"Uh...okay..." she mumbled, looking over at Kenma who didn't show any interest in what was happening.
Hinata sat there, watching from afar, unable to hear what the two adults were talking about.
"See you soon, princess," Ukai said, hurrying off to his team again.
Y/N stood up, for a second she wanted to call out to Kenma and get his attention...but she stopped herself, deciding instead that it seemed a better idea to just go on with her plan of learning from her teachers before she attempted anything.
Discretely, she made her way over to the average sized storerooms where it housed all the equipment for the teams and their sports. She kicked around a soccer ball, knocking it against a wall while she waited impatiently for Ukai to arrive so she could learn something new that day. Getting more and more annoyed by the minute, she leaned against a table nearby, tapping her foot on the floor until finally the older male entered.
He closed the door behind them and locked it, tossing the key around his neck, the jingling sound growing closer when he walked towards her.
Ukai placed his hands on either side of her onto the table, trapping her between himself and the object. His back was bent forward towards her, adjusting himself more to her height so his eyes were directly staring into her own.
"Now, I know I'm a little bit sweaty, but you've just gotta bear with me," he expressed with a small shrug of his shoulders.
"I don't really wanna smell though," she frowned.
He chuckled as he grabbed her chin with his fingers. "Too bad, little lady."
"Ugh."
"I have you all to myself for now," his smile deepened.
Then he retracted his hand and pulled away from her.
"Okay! Let me tell you what men love that women can do to make them aroused," he began his lesson. "Obviously, you can just...go right in, I guess. You can touch his dick or whatever but that would probably be sexual assault rather than a seduction, since I'm sure you don't wanna go to jail for Kenma."
She shook her head.
"Good. Alright, so you're not gonna just grab his dick like a dumb cave man," he told her. "You're gonna put some thought behind where you touch him and specifically...how you touch him."
"I get it, but where do I touch a guy if I wanna make them aroused without making them uncomfortable?" she asked.
"You wanna start slow," he said. "Start basic."
"Uh..."
He groaned. "Touch me somewhere really normal. Somewhere you'd normally touch someone."
Y/N's eyes scanned over his body, thinking about places she could touch. She reached out and placed the tip of her finger on his hand.
Ukai bobbed his head up and down. "Exactly. His hand."
He moved next to her so their hands were close, on the edge of the table.
"This is what you'll do and trust me, men love this shit," he laughed.
He gently hovered his large hand over her own, softly placing it on top of hers. Then, with ease, he leaned against her, their shoulders making contact. Whilst he did this, she could feel his fingers becoming intertwined with her own, moving so smoothly with skill that she didn't even realise it.
"Once you see they're okay with you touching their hand and leaning against them..." he explained to her. "You're gonna turn it up a notch slowly, so you're gonna continue with small touches every day to get them interested, curious...then...increase it..."
His hand suddenly rested on the small of her back slowly moving up-- painfully slow, it was as though he were tormenting her with his lazy movement, knowing it would drive her mad.
Y/N started to understand the idea behind what Ukai was teaching her now. The point of this entire thing was to inspire a feeling towards her, attraction and arousal with the end goal being that the two would sleep together.
Once his large hand finally reached the back of her neck, she could feel his fingers moving up to the base of her skull, her hair moving when his fingers glinded over them. The sensation caused a jolt to rush down her body.
"Tell me how you're feeling..." he murmured softly in her ear.
"W...weird..." she choked out.
"That's good...that's good..." he said. "You see how it's working?"
"Mhm..."
"When you see they're fully into it...that's when you start working harder to make them aroused," he explained.
He placed his other hand on her exposed thighs, slithering up and down, caressing her skin and approaching closer to the hem of her dress but only just slightly dipping the tips of his fingers under it. Nothing more.
She gulped.
"Especially...for men, it takes a few minutes to get hard, so...you're gonna help em' with that... Okay?" he instructed.
His slipped behind her and wrapped his arms around her body.
"Uh--"
He placed his hands on her abdomen, one remaining in place and applying some pressure whilst the other one moved up to her breasts cupping it in his hand. A gasp left her lips when she felt the odd sensation she'd never felt before.
"I said, okay?" Ukai murmured gruffly.
His grip tightened on her breast and the pressure he was applying to her lower abdomen increased.
"Don't be a bad girl, princess..." he breathed. "Answer your tutor..."
A squeak left her lips and she bit down hard to stop herself from moaning.
"Answer me..."
"O-- okay! Okay...!" she answered finally, forcing the words out of her mouth.
"Oh...you're such a good girl..." Ukai chuckled, grinding against her rear which shocked for since it was so sudden.
His hand trailed further down and slid under her thin summerdress. The next sensation which coured through Y/N's body was an unexpected one and one she fell in love with, the sensation made her body melt. The Coach's fingers started touching her lower region through the fabric of her undergarments whilst his other hand fondled her breast.
"N-- agh...!" an uncontrollable moan left her lips-- sounding foreign to her ears.
"Hmm...you like that don't you?" he brushed his lips against her ear. "Wearing a dress like this...how could I keep my hands off of you?"
"U-- Ukai...!" she gasped out, her legs throbbing as he continued those motions. "I-- I..."
"You're not wearing a bra?" he chuckled deeply. "What a naughty woman you are."
Her head lulled back onto his sturdy shoulder, sighs escaping her lips freely and her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She felt herself coming closer and closer to something-- something she didn't quite know what really. Her stomach began forming a knot. He removed his hand from her breast and slithering it down to her lower abdomen, applying a good amount of pressure as his hand continued rubbing her. His own body pressed right up against her roughly, heavy breaths of air leaving his throbbing throat.
"Ah-- mm...n--" she stammered.
Her mind went black and just when she could feel the ecstacy creeping up on her, he released her completely. Stumbling forwards and almost losing her balance, she glanced back at him, a confused expression taking over her features.
"See, that's how you do it," Ukai said smugly, a smirk on his face. "You start off slow and slowly build it up. Like what I did."
She reached out and gripped onto his shirt with one of her hands, a nervous look on her face.
"Hmm?" he raised a brow then noticed she was rubbing her thighs together needily.
"Please...Mr Ukai...can you fuck me?" she asked genuinely.
His eyes widened at her sudden words.
"I feel...weird..." she breathed heavily.
For a moment he desperately wanted to tear off her clothes and give it to her but...he stopped himself. What she wanted from him wasn't his lesson to give to her yet. Every Professor involved in this had made a deal that they wouldn't go further with what they stated they would initially teach her. It didn't necessarily mean they weren't allowed to have sex with her, quite the contrary. But once one stated what they were going to teach her that specific lesson, they could not diverge from it.
Especially now. She wasn't ready yet for it, she still had a few more things she needed to learn until she reached the stage where she could ask for more intimate lessons.
"Please..."
"No," Ukai answered firmly.
"Huh-- but isn't that what I'm learning--" Y/N sputtered.
"You're not ready yet," he told her. "Think of it like...well, University. In order to take a specific course here, you have to complete the prerequisites. There's still a lot to teach you and you need to learn them. Because remember, this isn't just about learning how to have sex real good. It's about getting the guy you like. How can you get the guy to even get to the stage of having sex with you when you don't know how to do that?"
She sighed. "Fine..."
He paused and huffed. "But look."
She glanced up at him, letting go of his shirt.
"What you did just then, grabbing my shirt and...uh...saying that stuff," he rubbed the back of his neck as he tried to hide the red hue on his cheeks. "That's good. That's uh, really good stuff there. Good job."
She smiled. "Really? Thanks!"
"Now. It's your turn," he told her. "You try to make me aroused this time."
"Okay. I dunno if I'll be any good though..."
"Gotta warn you though. I'm a very focused guy and if I don't want to get hard, I won't."
"That doesn't make things any easier for me!"
He grabbed two chairs and placed them down next to each other.
"So, say for example think I'm Kenma, right and you two are sitting down at your house and watching a movie together," he told her a scenario. "Try to arouse me."
The two sat down in the chairs in silence for a few minutes as Y/N gathered her thoughts and tried to plan out the best way to go about arousing him.
She glanced over at him, and leaned in closer, her arm pressing against his own.
"Are you even enjoying the movie?" she asked, playing along with the scenario.
This confused Ukai for a moment but then he realised she was just trying to get a better scope of what to do in such a situation. He decided to play along.
"Nah, it's garbage," he replied.
Y/N glared at Ukai and whispered. "What kinda answer is that? If it's trash why're we even watching, Mr Ukai--"
He shrugged and whispered back. "I dunno, Kenma seems like the kind of guy to hate everything other than videogames."
She rolled her eyes and refocused herself.
"Oh uh-- I think there's something in your hair," she said, moving in closer to inspect his locks.
Her breasts pressed right up against his arm, drawing his attention to them and the soft sensation on him.
"Hmm...ah! Here, got it," she pretended to take something out of his hair, her fingers peeling back strands of hair to extract the object.
Her knee rubbed against his outer thigh and she looked over to make sure he felt comfortable enough with the way she was touching him. Y/N was trying to imagine this was Kenma and how she would go about doing this if it were him sitting next to her.
She rested her hand on his arm and slowly moved it to his chest, feeling his really well-formed muscles beneath her fingers. Her finger grasped onto the orange jacket's zipper and painfully slowly drew it down...down...down...all the way till the end. The end rested very close to his crotch, since he was leaned back on the chair, the fabric extended downward more. This stopped her for a moment but she bit down hard on her lip, determined to arouse him.
She completely unzipped the jacket, her hand brushing against his crotch.
"Sorry...I just thought...it's really hot in here," she murmured. "Don't you wanna take that jacket off?"
Ukai felt his heart pound.
She clumsily pulled the jacket down to his biceps, unable to get them down any further. It revealed his shoulders and the white v-necked t-shirt he wore underneath it which clung on tightly to his toned chest. Her eyes grew wide for a moment when she saw his fit body beneath that shirt of his.
Reaching out a hand, she placed it to his chest, she could feel his heart pounding rapidly against her. Despite his words from before and his smug demeanor, she realised that he really was just faking it all to seem cool to her.
Trailing her hand down, she reached his abdomen. Then, Ukai saw her leg arch over and hook onto his leg closest to her, drawing his legs further apart. Her other arm draped over his shoulders and she rested her head on her arm, smirking at him.
"Feeling a bit cooler?" Y/N asked softly, her hand which was exploring his torso slithered up to his collarbone, caressing the side of his neck-- the tips of her fingers brushing against his jawline. "Or..."
The smooth, fluent movements of her hand caused his adam's apple to throb violently.
She moved her hand back down, this time further until they reached his gym pants, playing with the two bits of fabric that were used to tighten the pants.
"Do you want to take more off...?" she queried. "You're sweating quite a bit, Mr Ukai..."
He scoffed. "That's cause I was out in the hot sun all day with--"
Suddenly she got on top of him, her arms wrapping around his neck. She pressed her lower region down onto him, earning a short grunt of surprise from him.
His hands caressed the skin above her knees, slowly trailing up to her upper thighs, sneaking under her dress ever so slightly.
She started grinding on him, extremely determined to arouse him.
If she could do this, then she could do anything. She could have Kenma...
Kenma...
Kenma...
Kenma...
"Agh-- hey!" he raised his voice, sweat forming on his forehead. "You're-- only supposed to touch, not full out--"
"Mr Ukai," she laughed. "I might be inexperienced, but even I know that a guy doesn't get hard just from some sensual touches to his arm."
He swallowed.
"I think...this's the best way..." she smiled mischievously. "And if you...fail and get hard then...I guess that just proves my point. Huh, Sir?"
His hands gripped on tightly to her thighs, doing his best to ignore the sensation of her body moving against him...rubbing...back and forth. The feeling of her breasts pressed right up to his chest. He glanced down and caught a clear view of her cleavage.
Her fingers played with the strands of his relatively long blonde locks of hair on the base of his skull, grabbing a chunk in her fist tightly all of a sudden.
"Agh...!" he gasped in a low voice.
"You getting hard, Coach?" she giggled.
"Hah..." he croaked. "No...I told you...I..."
"I think I'm gonna win..."
"No you're not--"
"Hmm?" she blinked innocently. "But...I feel something down here...that's really...really...big..."
His eyes widened and he realised he'd actually gotten hard.
Y/N jumped off of him and celebrated in excitement. "I think these lessons are actually working! I've never made a guy hard before! I feel like a different person completely-- maybe...maybe I can actually make Kenma like me..."
"Yeah, if he's got a dick, sure, I guess," he shrugged.
"Thank you so much for this lesson, I learned so much!" she thanked him and hurried towards the door.
"Uh-- wait, uh...Y/N could you just fuck-- help me out here?" Ukai asked, pointing at his lower region. "I'm kinda still--"
"Eh? No, I'm gonna be late for class, plus don't you remember what you said?" Y/N tossed her hair away from her face and winked at him.
Ukai stammered. "I know, but like, c'mon look just--"
"Bye!" she left, slamming the door shut and going on her merry way with some newfound confident bursting in her veins.
"She just left!?"
Ukai sat there and groaned.
"Fuck...she was really good."
He stared down at his hand in annoyance.
"Well buddy, since she's not helping, time for you to help out here."
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CHAPTER 022
Y/N's first lesson in the art of seduction started with the University counsellor, Rintaro Suna, the man who'd suggested this to her in the first place. The time ticked well past 5 pm when everyone on the campus had either retired to their dorms or gone back home. This hour was when Suna arranged to meet with her.
Despite at first being confident in what she wanted from these lessons and taking them only for her own benefit, she couldn't help but feel immensely nervous. After all, she had no experience whatsoever in any of the things Suna or the others had planned for her. She didn't want to embarrass herself or make herself look like a fool. Not only this, but being taught how to seduce a man was a very odd thing to learn about.
"This is for Kenma..." Y/N whispered quietly, trying to motivate herself as she stood outside of Suna's office. "For yourself...to prove...that bitch wrong... You can have any man you want once you're done with this, everyone will want you..."
She closed her eyes and focused on her goal before opening them again and opening the door. Stepping into the room, she saw Suna there at his desk making some tea for himself while he glanced through something on his laptop. His eyes flashed up from his screen and a smile formed on those thin lips of his.
"A little late, are we?" Suna commented, standing up with his cup of tea clutched in his hand. His suit jacket was neatly placed over the back of his chair, leaving him in his white buttoned up shirt and tie.
"Sorry," she mumbled, sitting down on the couch where she usually sat.
Suna approached the door and closed it. His fingers pushing the lock in place, clicking it locked.
He turned around and Y/N expected him to take the single sofa opposite her as he usually did, however, this time, he sat right next to her on the couch.
"Now, for today's lesson, we'll start off slow," the counsellor told her. "We won't rush into anything just yet, we'll just outline the basics."
She nodded.
"Have you ever had sexual relations before?" he queried.
She remained silent, too embarrassed to tell the truth.
"Well?"
"I don't...want to say."
"Y/N, if I'm going to help you, you've got to be willing to help me help you," he expressed. "This is an important question since it'll let me and the other teachers know where you're at and also with what--"
"N...no..." she said.
"Hmm?"
"I...haven't done it...before..." she murmured shyly.
His eyes widened and his pulse began racing, he swallowed deeply.
"A...alright then, alright. Now we know that," he nodded. "I'll approach this differently. Okay, have you...kissed anyone, on the lips specifically?"
She shook her head.
This stunned him. "Not any of your past boyfriends?"
"No," she answered. "I kinda kissed Hinata on the cheek cause I was really shy back then. We never really kissed, like...that."
"Then that'll be the first thing I'll teach you today," Suna smiled kindly. "I've had...a good share of partners throughout my life-- being in your thirties assures that, but I can tell you one thing. Men love it when a woman can kiss right, makes them weak in the knees."
"You've been weak in the knees before from a kiss?" Y/N raised a brow.
"Yes, yes. And I'm not shy to admit it," he laughed.
She chuckled at this.
"Now, first things first," he stated.
He schooched over so to get closer to her.
"I'll be taking the lead for now just so you get a better grasp of how to do it, alright?" he told her, moving in closer until their legs were touching.
"Okay..."
Suna gently cupped her face in his large hands, the veins on the surface pressing against his skin from the excitement gushing through him. His rough fingers brushed against her delicate skin, feeling her exceedingly soft flesh against his own-- driving him mad with bliss.
Y/N nervously stared into Suna's dark eyes, not sure where else to look.
"I will...demonstrate, then I will explain..." he murmured softly, his hot breaths tickling the side of her face when he spoke. The smell of his cologne mixed with his breath that smelled of earlgrey tea slithered into her nostrils, providing her with a feeling of comfort within her heart.
Slowly, he brought his face closer to hers, his eyes slowly lowering themselves to glance at her luscious lips-- where his own would soon take their place.
And finally, that blissful feeling happened.
Y/N flinched when she felt his surprisingly soft lips make contact with her own, stealing her first kiss, as his tender lips kissed her own with skill. It began slowly and softly, with great care not to startle her. One of his hands caressed her cheek while his other one on the other side of her face held her still.
Then, he added a little something more with each second that passed by.
Suna nibbled on her lower lip and his tongue lapped across her lips, tasting the sweetness of her flesh. He managed to part her lips with his skilled tongue as it finally entered her mouth, earning a surprised sound from her, muffled by their lips pressed together so tightly. The sound vibrated against his lips and sent it reverberating all the way through his spine.
She squeezed her legs together and gripped the edge of the couch, her fingers digging into the fabric while Suna's tongue explored every single crevice of that mouth-- tasting every bit of her.
It felt...good...
He desperately didn't want to stop, it felt so good to kiss her finally, to touch her, to be so close to her. However, he knew he was starting to take it a bit further than he needed to, therefore he forced himself to stop despite the deep yearnings of his heart.
He pulled away and wiped the corner of his mouth.
"Well, how was it?" Suna asked her opinion on the matter.
Y/N still rather flustered and stunned by what'd just happened took a few seconds to adjust.
"U...uh..." she trailed off.
"I'm sorry, did i make you uncomfortable?"
"It was...good..." she whispered meekly.
His heart sped up.
"How did it feel...?" he queried. "Where...did you feel it?"
She didn't answer.
"You need to be honest with me," he said to her.
She just squeezed her legs together and Suna got the idea.
"I see..." he murmured with understanding. "So you were aroused?"
"Eh!?"
"Y/N, this is a Sex Ed lesson, it's fine to admit that," he reassured her. "That's the whole point of this."
"F-- fine, yes...I was..." she choked out, avoiding eye contact.
"Alright there you go," he smiled. "See, that's what a good kiss can do to someone. Even if they're not completely into you, you can change their mind by giving them a nice kiss. It's a good way to get the mood going for when you want to take things even further. It'll be good if you can perfect this before you move on with the other lessons the other teachers will be showing you."
"Okay."
"So, what you want to do there is copy exactly what I just did to you," he instructed. "Though, maybe when you're instigating, wrap your arms around his neck. Men don't really like it when you cup their face. It's okay but it's better to wrap your arms around their neck cause it's a little bit more feminine."
"Got it," she said, taking notes in her head.
"Now, if the man instigates a kiss, they'll be the one doing the most but that doesn't mean you just sit there like a fish with your mouth open," he told her with a small chuckle. "You gotta start kissing back. For example, you start to wrap your arms around their neck, pull them in closer and tilt your head slightly to the opposite side they're kissing you, nip their lower lip or nibble on it. Stuff like that."
His eyes trailed across her features.
"Shall we try again?"
"Yep," she answered quickly.
Again, Suna kissed her lips and though it shocked her again, she managed to overcome her shock this time. She did as Suna said and wrapped her arms around his neck, she slightly tilted her head to the side, allowing him more access to her lips. Though she didn't really kiss back, there was some improvement in her confidence, at least she wasn't doing nothing this time around.
"Now, try to kiss back...this time..." Suna said between kisses.
Y/N didn't really know when to do it since Suna was taking such a proactive role. But finally she managed to sneak in a kiss, kissing him back with the same amount of passion he was giving her. One of her hands trailed up his neck and to the back of his skull, feeling the shorter side of his hair against her fingers.
This made Suna shiver in pleasure.
"Just...like...that..." Suna said every time they pulled away from each other briefly to catch some air before their immediately continued where they left off, their casual kiss beginning to turn into something a lot more steamy and sensual.
Then, for the first time in her life, a soft sigh left her lips.
This sent Suna into overdrive, his body bursting with hormones.
"Improvise..." he whispered into the kiss, encouraging her.
She was definitely a fast learner.
Y/N's tongue fought against his as they kissed deeply, his hands leaving her face so he could have more mobility and gripping her hips tightly instead. Y/N then, wanting to prove herself to Suna, started getting more and more closer to him, getting on top of his lap and straddling his legs.
Suna's eyes widened at this sudden motion of hers.
She forced his head back against the back of the couch, not once breaking the kiss as she did so, their breaths growing more rapid and hotter with each minute they continued with their makeout session. His head lulled back slightly and leaned against the couch. Her hands were initially placed on his muscular chest yet they slowly migrated up to his broad shoulders. Her breasts were pressed right up against his torso, drawing his attention onto them and making him conscious of this fact that they were pressed onto him-- merely heightening his aroused state.
Y/N could feel her head spinning from the feelings stirring up inside her stomach and lower region-- she never knew a simple kiss could make her lose her mind.
Suna was right.
His hands squeezed her hips, earning a high pitched sound from her.
A low hum vibrated in his throat which sent a pulse through her stomach all the way down to her lower region.
"Mmgh..." Y/N moaned out.
A muffled chuckle of amusement left Suna's throat.
Y/N's lower region was pressed right up against his own as she straddled him. So engrossed in the moment, she grinded down on him to satisfy her own arousal, not realising she was arousing the counsellor as well.
"M-- ngh...!" Suna choked out.
He could feel himself becoming more and more aroused. The idea of her wearing a skirt and grinding down on him caused him to become ravenous.
His nails dug into her hips and he pushed forward, so his head wasn't pressed against the back of the couch anymore, taking his assertive position back from her.
Suddenly, Y/N felt a sharp pain in her mouth and her eyes shot open. Suna had nipped down hard onto her lower lip, causing some blood to seep out from the minor cut.
She pulled away and placed a finger to her lip.
"What...what's wrong?" Suna breathed breathlessly.
"O-- ouch..." she whined, her chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as she tried to catch her breath.
His hands ran up and down from her waist to her hips and vice versa.
"Oh...sorry about that," he said when he saw the cut. "I didn't mean to. I think...I just got carried away."
"No, no, it's fine," she said bashfully. "I...I think I got pretty carried away. I just..."
"No, you did amazing," he said with real amazement in his voice. "For your first time you felt like a natural, you improvised, took an assertive position, kissed back-- you did everything fantastically."
"Really?" she gasped.
"Yeah, maybe might need some practice, but you're a natural," he chuckled. "That's for sure."
So much happiness and excitement filled her eyes that even Suna could see it.
"Yes!" she exclaimed in triumph. "I'll get this in no time!"
"You sure will," he breathed out.
She paused when she noticed she was still straddling him and he was still gripping onto her.
"Sorry," she apologised and quickly got off of him.
Suna's heart ached terribly when she moved away from him, as though a piece of him had been stripped.
"So, is there anything else you wanted to teach me today?" Y/N questioned, eager to learn more.
She could already feel some confidence and self-esteem filling her.
This feeling...was new.
"Hmm..." Suna thought for a moment. "Well, there's a lot to teach you still. But for today, since we're taking things slow, no, that's everything for today."
"Awesome!" Y/N jumped to her feet and quickly started fixing her hair so no one would know what had gone on between them. "When's my next lesson?"
"Oh uh..." he thought. "I think it's with-- well actually I don't know. Remember that group chat I set up with all of us in it? You'll get a message, just like today, when your next lesson is and with who."
"Got it!" she nodded a broad smile plastered on her lips.
"You should get going now, wouldn't want to keep you here too long since you gotta study," he laughed.
"Thank you so much, Mr Suna, for everything today!" she proclaimed, waving goodbye to him as she hurried out of the room, excitement bubbling in her chest.
Suna sat there for a few seconds and groaned to himself about his own stupidity and how if maybe he'd not lost control and bitten her lip...he perhaps...maybe...possibly...could have also taken her first time...
He was extremely sexually frustrated.
He closed his eyes and imagined the scene that just played out a few minutes ago.
"Damn...it..." he huffed.
Suna reached out for the warm tea he brew before Y/N's arrival and when he placed the cup to his lips he frowned.
"It's cold."
(FULL CHAPTERS ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT PINKMINXX. SMUT IS ONLY POSTED HERE) CHAPTER 002
ONE YEAR & A HALF LATER
The rain poured from the sky, hammering away like hail on the roof the car, sounding like small gunshots from the inside. A soft song played away in the background, the bass rumbling lightly and bouncing off the closed windows that were smeared with streaks of rain.
After a night of light drinking with the rest of the staff, Gojo had offered to drive Y/N home since he didn’t have anything to drink— alcohol wasn’t exactly his favourite after all. The car had came to a halt a few blocked away from her house.
A soft moan echoed through the inside of the car, noticeable since the music was turned down quite a bit.
“M— Mmm…Gojo…” Y/N whined almost as his rough hand rubbed the outside of her thigh that wasn’t covered by her skirt. His hand gripped her knee tightly, trailing up to her skirt, sliding slightly underneath and making her breath hitch at the wild sensation that coursed through her body.
“Hmm…your body’s quite honest,” Gojo murmured against her ear, nipping the outside.
She arched her back.
He breathed out heavily. “I can feel you sweating against my hand…Y/N…” “Mmm— no…I’m not,” she stammered.
“Come here, you naughty woman,” he sneered, pulling her with ease onto his lap, making her straddle him whilst facing him directly. The heat from both of their bodies radiated off one another, becoming hotter and hotter, making it almost unbearable to continue keeping their clothes on. His hand gripped her hips as he grinned himself up against her, earning soft sighs from her gaping lips which he seized with his own, kissing her deeply.
Her soft lips pressed against his own, igniting a flurry of fireworks that erupted inside her chest at the mere touch of their bodies. His kiss was more addicting than anything she’d ever experienced and she just found herself begging him for more and more. More of his tongue, more of his taste, more of his touch, more of his warmth.
Before she even knew it, they’d gone from touching and kissing to something far more intimate.
“Ah…!” Y/N breathed out sharply.
“Good girl…you’re taking it well,” Gojo smirked, pulling her hair away from her face so he could see her eyes.
He thrusted his hips, his hands remaining on her waist before slowly trailing down and gripping her hips. Leaning in, he planted moist kisses on her neck, moving up to her jaw then back down— rubbing his lips across her smooth skin, tasting her sweet taste against his warm tongue.
“Gojo…” she whined.
“Hmm?”
“T…take that off,” she tugged gently at his blindfold.
“Eh? Why?” he questioned.
She nibbled on his lower lip and kissed his jaw. “I wanna see your eyes…”
He heaved a laugh, conceding to her wishes.
She pulled down his blindfold to his neck, revealing his crystal blue eyes that stared down at her with so much lust and passion.
Y/N and Gojo began this secret affair six months after she started working at the beginning of the year. They would constantly meet up for private meetings together, or do it whenever or wherever they could if no one else was present. It happened one night when the staff from Jujutsu Tech were at a bar, drinking. Y/N was incredibly drunk that night and started revealing to Gojo about all of her inner troubles, her confidence issues, her fears, her anxieties and how she never felt comfortable in her own skin. Right then and there, Gojo proposed something to her, he could cure her problems. This stunned her and she inquired to know more about this supposed cure only he could give her. After that night, he left a small note in her pocket telling her to meet him at his house the next day and he would show her.
That next day, in the evening, she did as he told her and ever since then they’d been engaging in the most carnal of pleasures together. However, their one and only deal, neither would fall for one another. Gojo made it very clear to her that he did not want anything serious, that he despised relationships. She agreed with him, not wanting anything personal either. And not once did they look back since they began this mutually satisfying relationship. Whenever they would engage in such activities, Y/N would feel much better about herself, her confidence would sky-rocket, she would not only indulge in the pleasure but for those hours she could concentrate on herself and what she was feeling. She could relax…
It’d been almost a year since when they first began.
Being with Gojo was the most satisfied she’d ever been. Whenever she wasn’t with him, or feeling his body against her own, or his kisses against her neck or lips, she would yearn for it and her heart would pound with sadness.
“Ngh…won’t…someone see us, Gojo?” Y/N asked, breathing heavily, her hand pressed up against the foggy window.
Gojo stared at her pleasured expressions, a light streak of sweat rolling down his temple.
“Heh…maybe,” he sneered.
“Eh!?” she gasped.
“But c’mon…look at you…” he groaned, eyeing her up and down while he continued thrusting roughly. “You’re so sexy! Why not give em’ a show, hmm?”
“No way,” she laughed, slapping his shoulder playfully.
“Agh…” Gojo gritted his teeth as he came closer and closer to his climax. He pushed her against the steering wheel of the car, giving himself a better angle as he loomed over her slightly.
“The— the horn,” she squeaked.
He chuckled. “You better keep still then so you don’t set it off, huh?”
“Ah—”
Suddenly her phone started ringing, she ignored it for the first few minutes but when the person kept calling back she eventually glanced over to see who it was. Her eyes widened and she choked on air when she saw the caller id plastered over her phone and the photo of the person staring back at her.
Nanami Kento.
“Hold on…hold on, Gojo,” she placed a hand on his chest, pausing him.
A growl left his lips. “Dammit, I’m so close, Y/N, really—”
“Nanami’s calling,” she told him quickly, trying to catch her breath.
“Eh? You’re thinking about another man while I’m in you?”
“Gojo.”
Gojo huffed, reaching over and grabbing her phone. “Well then. You better answer him then and not keep him waiting.”
“What!?”
He answered the call and put it on speaker for her to talk to Nanami.
“Y/N?” Nanami’s voice asked her, the sound of the heavy pouring rain could be heard from his end.
“Y— yeah, Nanami? What is it?” Y/N asked, attempting to sound as natural as she could. However, the moment she began speaking, she felt Gojo start moving again, slowly. She shot him a shocked glance and he sneered at her, reaching his other hand up to his lips and placing a finger to them.
“I’m sure I’m not getting the day wrong— it’s Tuesday, right?”
“M— yeah,” she said, stopping herself from moaning.
“Where are you then? You told me to come to your house so we could have dinner together,” he reminded her.
Her eyes widened and she gasped. “Oh my God! I— Nanami, I’m so sorry!”
“Where are you?”
“Gojo’s driving me home right now!”
“How long till you get here, I’m soaked.”
“Fuck— I’m sorry. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“I’ve been standing out here in the rain for—” he stopped himself.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll come soon!” she said.
Gojo licked his lips and whispered quietly so Nanami wouldn’t hear: “Yeah you will.”
“Alright,” Nanami muttered clearly not happy that he had to wait there for a few minutes more, but he didn’t want to voice it so to not make her sad. “I’ll see you soon, Y/N.”
Gojo hung up before she could say goodbye.
“S— See you soon, Na…nami— ah! Mmm— ngh…!” she cried out as Gojo sped up his pace, hitting all of her sensitive spots over and over again, driving her mad with desire. “Too fast—”
“Tsk, you’re talking too much today, Y/N,” Gojo commented as he pulled his blindfold off his neck and wrapped it around her mouth, muffling her cries and moans of utter pleasure while he continued.
Her gaping mouth allowed her saliva to wet his blindfold, dripping down the sides of her mouth when the fabric couldn’t hold anymore.
“Ooo…you just tightened…that was nice…” he said. “I’m…agh…just about done.”
“Mmgh…!”
She bit down tightly onto the fabric.
Her mind began going blank from the sheer dopamine releasing into her brain and the constant pleasure derived from being with Gojo. She felt like she was being dragged into another universe.
She flung her head back, her eyes roll back slightly as they finally finished.
They sat there entangled in each other’s arms, he rested his forehead against her chest, his warm breath slithering into her blouse from the open collar. She felt him breath out a short laugh as he took his blindfold back.
“Now I gotta wash this thanks to you.”
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CHAPTER 006
Y/N'S NEXT DATE WAS WITH,
Bachira. The two first ate some nice food at a restaurant, since she kept complaining she was hungry-- then they made their way to a nearby Cartier shop. Y/N's eyes widened when she saw where he'd brought her. At first, she didn't believe it and it took her a few seconds to actually realise he took her to Cartier. Even at the height of her career as a socialite, she never had enough money to actually buy herself one of the most expensive jewellery brands in the world.
Her heart thumped in excitement and her eyes glistened from all the shiny jewels sitting in front of her. All ripe for the choosing. So many...so little time. How could she possibly know which ones she wanted?
She turned to Bachira, convinced he was messing with her. She glared at him, her eyes fierce in irritation.
"Why're we here?" she muttered.
Bachira blinked and tilted his head to the side. "Hmm? Isn't this one of the best brands for jewellery?"
"Huh--"
He scratched his head and scolded himself. "I thought it was...I made sure to ask everyone back at the house and I even did my own research... Maybe I was wrong..."
"No, it is, but...why're we here?" she asked.
His ears perked up and he shot his face up, meeting her gaze. "What's the problem then? If this is the right place..."
"Because...how can you have that much money?" she said, sceptical. "You're just doing this to annoy me, aren't you--"
"No, no," he shook his head, an earnest expression on his face. "I wanted to treat you to the best. That's why I brought you here."
She raised a brow at him.
"You can pick whichever one you want-- and as much as you want," he smiled cheerfully. "I want to treat you like the precious woman you are. I'll buy you anything you want-- do you want me to buy the whole store? Cause I can do that too if you want."
Her eyes widened. "The-- whole store?"
He nodded. "Everything in it."
She burst out laughing, her shoulder jerking up and down from how stupid the idea he posed was. Tears filled her eyes when she glanced at him-- it was utterly preposterous. How could he have that much money to spend, just like that, without even thinking about it? She refused to believe he actually made that much from his career as a soccer athlete.
"Woo...you're funny, Bachira," she snickered, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Bachira's eyes suddenly became dangerous and fierce. The joyful aura that once surrounded him was completely sucked from his features and instead, his face contained no emotion. His bright yellow eyes stared at her with deep annoyance-- as though her mocking his capability to provide for her had wounded him deeply.
She stopped laughing. "Uh--"
"Okay..." he nodded. "Let's make a deal..."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll go to the store clerk, right now. And I'll see how much everything in here is. Then, we'll see if I can pay it. Immediately," he told her.
"Okay? What happens if you can't?" she questioned.
"Then I'll just give all the money to you instead," he said.
She sneered, rubbing her hands together in excitement at the prospect of getting a ton of money. "Well...get ready to lose! You just set yourself up--"
"Oi, you didn't hear the rest."
"What."
"If I do pay for everything, you'll get down on your knees, in here and start sucking my dick," he told her the rest, the angry expression on his face faded when he mentioned this and instead he began smiling cheekily. "Okay...?"
She laughed. "Sure. Go ahead."
He nodded and approached the store clerk while Y/N watched closely. The cost of everything in the store currently was in the millions-- she didn't hear the exact number but all she heard was 'something million'. This made her jaw drop and she turned to Bachira, intrigued to see whether he would produce his card from his wallet to pay for it all.
Then, she saw him nodding with a smile on his face. A smug smile, of all things, as his hand slithered into his pocket. He pulled out his wallet and those slender fingers of his fidgeted around until he slid out his credit card.
"No way-- you don't have that much--" she stammered.
Bachira placed his card against the machine and the sound Y/N heard made her heart pulsate in disbelief. But it wasn't only her heart that throbbed in excitement. Her lower region was practically a mess-- the mere thought of Bachira paying everything he had for her caused her to feel this way.
His card didn't decline.
The store clerk began emptying all the jewels from their display, placing them in boxes one by one. While they did this, Bachira turned to her on his heels and motioned with his finger for her to get down on her knees. Her legs trembled with emotion. She didn't even know how to feel-- she could feel herself coming close to a climax from all the jewels that would belong to her as a result of him buying her everything.
She'd never seen so much jewellery in her entire life...!
Her cheeks burned. "I--"
Bachira sneered. "Your mouth is pricey. I know... But I think I've paid the right price for it."
"How--" she stammered, still not believing he actually bought out the entire store. Though, she did find it incredibly hot.
"Are you going to give me what I want now?" he asked her.
She swallowed deeply and knelt down in front of him. "B...but do we have to do it here...?"
"Don't worry. I paid them a little extra to not look if that makes you uncomfortable," he said. "I told them not to let anyone else in..."
"Hmm..."
"It's just us. It's fine."
She raised her hands and unzipped his pants, coming face to face with his lower region that throbbed with desire for her. Her breaths were warm and quick-- her heart pounded inside her ribs. Looking up at him one more time, she saw how aroused he looked. His cheeks were bright red, his chest rose and fell at a rapid pace and he stared down at her from under his eyelids. She parted her lips and her tongue emerged, licking him so she could gauge his reaction.
His hand shot to the back of her head and caressed her hair in his palm. "Agh...hurry up..."
Y/N started off slow, eager to annoy him, since she still felt rather irritated that she'd lost the bet against him. So she slowly sucked the tip and only that section, driving him crazy as he neared his climax each time but she stopped right before he would release himself.
A low groan left his lips and his fingers thread into her hair, gripping her tightly. He desperately resisted the urge to push her face against him and face fuck her-- even though the urge was incredibly strong. He allowed his head to lull backwards, neck arching slightly as he enjoyed the pleasure her mouth gave give.
"Uhh...Sir, would you like the invoice sent to your email or a letter to your address?" one of the people who worked at the store asked.
Y/N squeezed her legs together in embarrassment. Though, for some reason...she actually seemed to like this.
"Agh...uh...by email," Bachira answered.
"Alright," the person said and went back to sorting all the jewels in their respective boxes.
"Y/N...this is getting boring..." Bachira huffed. "I want something more exciting...you've been doing the same thing for two minutes."
Y/N stared up at him smugly, her mouth still latched onto him.
He grabbed both sides of her head in his hands this time and pushed her head further down. Her eyes widened at the sheer size of his region and when she finally reached the base, she could feel him almost entering her throat.
"Ah...that's so much better, Y/N..." Bachira cooed, one of his hands leaving her head to wipe the saliva from her lips. He smiled down at her in a grateful manner. "You look so cute like this..."
"Mgh...ngn..." she responded, her insides knotting and twisting in sheer ecstasy.
Then, he started to slowly move his strong hips back and forth, using her mouth to make himself feel good. Not once did his eyes leave her face. He'd wanted her for such a long time, he never even knew how much he desired her until this moment when he actually got the chance to share this intimate moment. Bachira didn't care that they were doing it in a public area and that some people who worked in the store could see them.
To him, it was just them.
Just him and Y/N.
He started thrusting harder when he saw she was comfortable with it. His sweet taste filled her mouth, making it the only thing she could taste and smell. At first, she had a very bad gag reflex, but when he continued going so deep inside her mouth, she started to forget about it. Her eyes would flutter to the back of her head with how deep he went, hitting the back of her throat over and over again.
Low groans of sheer excitement left Bachira's lips.
"So...good..." he whispered.
"Uh-- one last thing, Sir, do you need--" the store clerk began.
Bachira shot them a stern glare. "Fuck...off...!"
"Uh--"
He shoved Y/N's head back and forth against him. "Stop...fucking...interfering!"
"Sorry--"
"...I'll kill you next time..." Bachira's eyes glowed dangerously. "Idiot..."
He breathed out a seething hot breath of air when he climaxed inside her mouth.
Y/N felt something warm shoot down the back of her throat and she instinctively swallowed.
He pulled away from her and a happy smile formed on his lips.
"You're really good at this, Y/N!"