Loud gasps of pleasure escaped your lips with each drop of your pussy down onto his slicked shaft, bouncing on his dick like it was the last sex on earth you would ever have.
“See?” You panted, “no one has a better pussy than me, you like how it feels, right?”
Suna kept his cool gaze on you, that blank expression being the trademark feature of his personality. He showed absolutely no sign of enjoying what you were doing to him except for the fact that his cock was rock hard and his fingers were clawed into your thighs while you fucked him.
The soft chime from your phone drew your attention and you reached out lazily for it while putting your pencil down, trying to balance as best you could on your desk chair as you leaned precariously off to one side.
Your boyfriend- Rintarou Suna, had just sent you a text and you opened it with a little bit of a sinking feeling in your stomach.
The preview of the message had started with:
“Hey, I’m sorry but I don’t think we…”
You clicked the message and scanned it quickly, your guts twisting as you read the full text.
“Hey, I’m sorry but I don’t think we should see each other any more. I need to focus on volleyball. Thank you for dating me.”
At first you just stared at your phone, unable to decide on which emotion/feeling to release first- anger, confusion, denial, laughter. Was he being serious right now?
“Is this a joke? For 2 years of dating. 2 YEARS?? And all I get is this message? Seriously? That’s it? Surely he’s kidding right now. I bet one of the boys stole his phone and wrote it.”
You sent back a reply.
“What? Ok, funny, tell me you’re joking now, ok, games up.”
Immediately he replied.
“This is not a joke, Y/N, I’m sorry.”
Your guts wrenched themselves into a ball again and you just stared at the phone screen.
“That’s it?” You texted, “we’re done? Finished?”
“Just like that? 2 years of dating and that’s it? This is how it ends?”
You scoffed out loud, looking up at your bedroom wall then looking back down at your phone again and just staring at the messages.
Time momentarily stopped and you turned your screen off and threw the phone on the bed, staring down at the paper on your desk and grabbing your pencil then scribbling furiously all over the drawing of Rintarou you had just done.
It was a picture of him spiking during his volleyball match.
“Why?!” your brain screamed, “WHY?!”
You kept scribbling till the pencil punctured the paper and ripped a giant gash in it- much like how your heart was feeling at that very moment.
Just then the angry tears came, flooding down your face as you got up and threw yourself down on the bed.
“Tell me that you like it,” you panted demandingly, still bouncing on his dick.
“I-I do…” he whispered out.
“Louder!” you snapped, moaning as you dragged your wet pussy up and down his dick faster.
“I do!” he said more confidently, his fingers gripping your legs that little bit more and making firm indentation in them.
Suddenly he lifted you off his cock forcefully and threw you down onto the bed, his thinly exposed yellow-grey eyes watching your face as he grabbed your wrists and pinned them to the bed beside you.
He maintained a strong eye contact as he kept your body under his, his knees pressing into your thighs to hold your legs open so that the cool air circulating his bedroom could blow over your core, making you keenly aware of how exposed you were to him at that point.
You looked down and watched his cock twitch and leak, knowing he was turned on so much that it was almost painful for him.
“You’re on top. This is a first?” you teased playfully.
“I mean business today,” he said in a deeper voice than usual, dropping his head down to your breasts and dragging his tongue over your right nipple.
“Ah! Rin~,” you moaned, yelping as he took your nipple in between his teeth and tugged.
Your body shivered at his erotically forceful move and he let go of your wrists so that he could caress your breasts and lick them all over.
“You’re unusually attentive today,” you mused, knitting your fingers into his hair and pulling on it a bit as you pulled your opened legs out from under his knees and wrapped them up and over his hunched body, lifting your hips up to get some pressure on your aching clit.
“This is my apology,” he whispered.
“You’re gonna have to do more than this then,” you warned.
One day, two days, three days… a whole week passed before there was even a sign that he was regretting dropping you like that.
It was a Sunday night and you were still having a pity party, binging anime and eating everything in sight when you saw a notification from Instagram – Rintarou had just liked a selfie that you had posted the day before.
You pounced on your phone and opened the app to be sure that you hadn’t been seeing things and there was his like- plain as day.
Needless to say your chest was hurting from the sudden thumping of your heart- elated that he had been thinking about you enough to like your picture.
Sitting there in a pool of sweaty anxiety you wondered if you should send him a message but stopped yourself.
“Don’t be too easy, Y/N, make it look like you’ve moved on to scare him and he’ll come running back.”
With a power-drunk smirk now on your face you put your phone back down and watched the rest of the current episode, feeling a lot better about yourself than before.
“Give it to me, Rin~,” you moaned, trying to rub your pussy up against his cock but failing as he moved in ways that wouldn’t allow you to get any contact as he slid further and further down your body, his tongue delving into all the little dips and rolls as he went from your breasts down between your thighs, his hands gripping under your ass as his mouth finally made contact with your pussy, his lips being wheaten the minute he kissed your clean shaven folds, “fuuuuuck~,” you moaned, pulling your legs up and holding them apart with knees bent while you kept one hand on his head, your other hand sliding back up to tug at a nipple as Rin sucked on your pussy lips.
He slid his tongue around then kissed to the soft fleshy part on the inside of one of your legs and opened his mouth, biting down on your inner thigh and making you cry out with surprise and a little bit of pain.
“Ouch!” you snapped, slapping him in the side of the head, “don’t bite me!”
You sat up and pushed him off your pussy, using your feet to kick him over onto his back as you crawled over him and pinned him down, your tongue making quick work over his balls as you lapped and sucked on the soft flesh.
“I’m sorry, Y/N, I am… take it out on me,” Rin whispered down to you, “I deserve to be slapped and told off for treating you like that.”
His words struck home and you sat back from licking his balls, your throat tightening as you fought back the verbal diarrhea that threatened to spill forth.
“2 years,” you choked out, “2 years and you just fucking sent me that fucking shit ass text, THAT WAS ALL!”
“I’m so sorry…” he replied quietly, his face still emotionless but his voice full of sorrow, “I knew I wanted you back though…”
It was the end of the school day on Monday and you had noticed Rintarou had been watching you during your classes together. This made you feel really good and so you ignored him even more, hoping he would come up to you.
You got your wish the minute the rest of the students had left the locker room that day, leaving just you- and a very strategically placed Rin, in the doorway of the room.
He had planted himself there knowingly as it was the only entry and exit to the room and he was waiting patiently, with hands inside his shorts, for you to pass him on your way out.
You saw him there and immediately knew what was going to happen so stalled as much as possible before walking stiffly to the door with your head down.
As you went to pass him he grabbed your arm.
“Can we talk?” his soft voice asked, making you freeze in his hand.
“No,” you spat bitterly, “yes! Please?” your mind screamed.
“Come to my place?” he asked with sad politeness, “I want to talk about us.”
“I realized that giving you up only made me think about you more and my plays were even worse than usual.” Rin admitted as he pulled you up his torso and spread your legs either side of his body, his cock poking firmly at your entrance.
You tried to wipe your tears of relief away but more kept coming.
“Ending our relationship was the most stupid thing I’ve ever done. I regret it.” he said in a stoic yet sadly honest voice, “please… can we pick up where we left off?”
You nodded amid tears, pushing back a little against his dick and letting the tip slide into your pussy.
“Yes,” you whispered, “yes please, let’s get back together.”
He nodded and tilted his hips up towards you, pushing his cock inside you with force.
“I love you, Y/N,” he whispered as he held your body against his and thrust slowly up into you, making you moan and cry happily at the feeling of him inside you again.
You turned your head away and wiped your eyes as best you could on your bare arm then turned your head back to his, your tear salted lips toying with his until you were in a deep make our session while he wrapped his arms around your waist and pushed up into you firmly.
You moaned into his mouth, getting more and more aggressive with your kisses until you were biting and tugging on his bottom lips while he fucked you, his arms now unwrapped from your body and gripping your hips as he railed you from underneath.
In a flurry of arms and legs he rolled you over so that he was on top and sank his hips down into yours, pumping furiously into your core as you cried his name over and over.
Your nails raked down his back, leaving big red lines as you released your anger and pleasure all at once.
“Fuck me harder, Rin!” you begged, panting and moaning as your body prepared for the release.
A loud, unbridled cry of ecstasy left your lips as your body spasmed and the slick increased, coating his thrusting dick as he bought you to climax.
As soon as you had cum he pulled out, thick streams of white cum shooting over your hip and thigh as you lay panting underneath him.
“That was so intense,” you gasped through ragged breaths.
“Don’t ever dump me like that again or I’ll rip your balls off,” you said, half playfully – half serious.
He shook his head, abdominal muscles contracting heavily with each breath.
“I want you forever.”
~ END ~