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Like every Thursday

Hello hello! ヽ(´ー｀)ノ

SMUT INCOMING

Nanami Kento x f!reader

one shot

Sorry if there are any errors 🧎‍♀️

Credit : skyotan on Twitter

Enjoy !

The sounds of their voices could be heard, and their laughter echoed down the stairs. Looking at the clock and realizing it was past 11:00, it was impossible for your father to be sober. Your college paper was due at midnight, which explained - at least in part - your presence in the dining room at that late hour.

His voice was deep, he too must have had a few drinks. It was Thursday, and like every week, your father liked to go out for a few drinks with his colleagues, to celebrate the difficult weekends. The door to the living room opened slightly and your hands stopped on the keyboard. You saw your father enter first, followed by his colleague, dressed in a neutral-toned suit, as usual, and a sky-blue shirt with two buttons open. His tie was loose around his neck and his jacket over his shoulder. His raised sleeves let appear the beginning of his biceps. You curled your fingers in the hollow of your palms until you could feel your nails digging into your skin. Every time the same story, every time you saw this particular colleague, you couldn't help but close your legs tightly, feeling the friction of clothes on your intimate part. You could feel a strong contraction in your panties letting a wave of pleasure travel through you.

“Kento! Kento!” your father shouted, certainly waking up the whole neighborhood. “Come in”

Your father met your eyes, and you could see the long process in his eyes before he realized you were awake and in the living room. You always were. Every Thursday, on your doorstep upstairs. Seeing them walk down the hallway to the living room just to catch a glimpse of him.

“What the hell! Aren't you supposed to be in your room?" your father asked.

You pointed to your computer screen, letting him know that you were finishing writing a paper.

Nanami Kento was behind you, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, with a mischievous smile on his face. Your breathing stopped, filling your chest with air, and your head with obscene thoughts. Like every Thursday. 

Your father rocked one foot on top of the other before staggering over to the mini bar next to the sofa. He poured himself a drink and looked at Nanami, who made big eyes.

"You know I like to drink, but this is going too far, even for us.

Your father chuckled, sounding like a kid, and collapsed on the sofa, almost spilling the drink. You clicked your tongue, because you knew that it would be up to you to drag him to his room in less than an hour. By the time you returned your gaze to your focus of interest, Nanami had left her position and was now inches away from you, infusing your oxygen with her enticing scent.

“What are you studying tonight?”

The way you’re shaped.

“Just a paper that I have to give before midnight”

He smiled and you could see the inside of his shirt, the way his collarbone danced across his body to the beginning of his pecs. This man was far too fine not to admire him and not to imagine every night how he could thrust into your tight pussy.

His cologne tickled the beginning of your nostrils, and you absolutely could not concentrate, knowing that he was now looking at what you could write.

"I've always hated turning in work.

He said cutting off the torturous silence. He pulled the chair next to you and looked at you, resting his head on his hand.

"You were always very serious. For as long as I've known you, now almost six years? you were always working in silence, like tonight."

That's not true. Most of the time he was at home you'd go and hide under your sheets since you were 18 before licking your fingers and slipping them under the laces of your panties, dreaming of his fingers.

"Looking forward to finishing college?"

"Not really... Considering I don't know what I'm going to do next."

He tilted his head back and crossed his arms behind his head before drawing a small smirk on his face tired from the long day he had just had. You could admire the way his body stretched. You would have given anything for you to get down on your knees now, pull that zip off his beige pants, to release what was definitely on a thick cock.

“Not long ago, I was just like you. So, I kinda know what you mean by that”

Were you really going to have that talk?

“And did you? Find yourself I mean…”

Nanami didn’t answer. He got up and stretch himself before resting his hand on the top of your head and leaned towards you.

“You got it kiddo; you’ll get there at one point”, he replied with a large and tired smile.

You stopped breathing for a second and whole new person took over you. You turned to him before placing a heavy kiss on his pink lips.

He backed off and looked at your father completely wasted on the couch, his glass between his legs. Nanami’s first concern wasn’t the kiss then, but your father. You shut down your computer in a clap and got up. Your heavy step towards him. Nanami turned to you showing a concern look. “I didn’t mean it that way…” he tried to say but you pushed him on the chair he was occupying – maybe regretting to have left it – seconds ago. You placed a leg on each side of his and sit on him like it was a regular thing between you.

His face turned red, and he placed his hands on your lower waist to keep you in place. His eyes turned once again towards your father, but without a word you locked his chin between your fingers to make him look at you. The man who was talking about future minutes ago was speechless.

“Say” you started, licking his cheek, feeling the beginning of an unshaven beard, “did you know that every time you were coming home, with my dad, I was moaning your name in my bed, thinking how good you could make a mess of me”.

You saw his Adam’s apple make a quick jump. His hands were still on you, holding tight. You slowly started rocking yourself on him and saw his eyes dropping towards your belly and under. Oh, he was starting to feel good. His hands were guiding you closer to the bulge forming at the edge of his pants. It was almost forceful. The chair was cracking under both of your weights. You let your tongue out again before putting it in his mouth that this time didn’t try to remove it. Your kiss was sensual and hot, you felt his dancing with yours and caress each other. Little moans from each of you came out, but neither broke the kiss. Your rhythm took a faster pace, and the kiss became messier. His hands started to go down on your butt and squeezed it switching between a firm and a soft grip.

You broke the kiss, letting a stray of saliva still connecting, at the touch of his hands. Nanami wasn’t shy anymore, he let a behavior he didn’t know he had out and slide his hands inside your shorts feeling the skin of your ass. You dive again in this face licking his chin up to his mouth and rolled your tongue with his. Nanami placed his hands under your butt to get up and repositioned himself on the chair so that your clothed pussy would make contact with his eager cock. You could feel your nipples getting harder with excitement.

“Touch me” you let out between your wet kisses. His cold hands caress your burning body and lock themselves on your tits, massaging them softly. He lifted the blue T-shirt you were wearing to see what he was thinking.

“No bra?”

“I’m at home why would I need one?”

He smirked and placed his mouth on your right nipple and his fingers were on the others. Your moans were encouraging him, and he could feel him twitching inside his pants.

You put your unoccupied hand on his needing part, and he clench his teeth on your nipple.

“It’s going to be difficult to back away if we go that way”

“Who said I wanted to back away when I waited years for that?”

“Years?”

“In my dreams you make me cum more than once, do you think you’ll be able to?”

You were playing, he didn’t know what kind of game, but he was too far gone in it to really think about it.

“You’re driving me mad, I’m too old for that”

“Each ones turn” you replied before unzipping his pants.

“Stop” he pointed your deep asleep father.

“So, you’re worrying about that now?”

"I was worrying about that since the beginning in fact”

He zipped back his pants, put you on the table, and looked at you.

“Fuck”, he kissed you. “I’ll need you to show me your room”

You jump from the table. He took his vest and followed you up the stairs.

You entered the room and for the first time the man of your fantasies was behind you. He locked the door and pushed you on it, your back at his disposal. He slowly put his hand under your shirt to feel your skin before removing it completely. While his hands were now wandering on your belly, almost at the begging of your pants, his tongue made contact with the middle of the back making you shiver. He could see your goosebumps as his sensual caresses danced on your skin. His right hand held the door strongly while the other one dived into your pants to meet your already soaked panties.

“This should be illegal” he said showing you his fingers wet of your pleasure. He played with his index and middle finger to show you the trickle of juice that had formed between them, before repositioning them where you wanted them most. You bent over in pleasure to give him more room to do his fast back and forth. Your ass touched the beginning of his erection, reassuring you that he wanted it as much as you did.

The quick movements of those fingers left behind obscene noises, and you shook your legs to let your pants slide down. Nanami used that brief moment to unzip his and let his cock, twitching with excitement, out. He tightened your now-naked-thighs to leave a short space where he inserted himself, gently but easily with the help of your cum that soaked the opening of your legs. You lowered your head to see the tip of his dick appearing and disappearing every time he would go back and forth between your thighs. You could feel his impatience as his movement became messier. His head was so close of your ears that you could hear his little breath and moans of “ah” making you even more excited. Even the creaking floor of the stairs indicating that your father was on his way to his room didn’t slow Nanami down in his quick and dry movements. His cock, with a large vein in the middle that you could spot even from where you were standing, was stroking your clit perfectly. His lips were moaning your name and you could swear to God that it could make you came right now with only his voice.

You heard your father calling you from outside the room.

“I’m going to bed, baby. Have a great night and don’t stay up late too much, ok?”

Well, that was going to be difficult as his best friend and colleague was doing his best to make you cum. You saw a vein pop up on his right hand on the door and you licked it to make him relax a little bit.

You wanted to answer your fathers’ good night, but you were also trying your best not to get caught. Finally, you heard his door room open and closed and you let your voice out, a little bit.

Nanami was massaging your tits while his cock was still driving you mad.

“Bed” you managed to say between two moans.

He withdrew his wet cock from his precum and your juices and lifted you up before pressing you against your bed. His pants were leveled at his knees, and you found this insanely attractive. The eagerness.

He left up your legs and hold them tight as he pushed his dick once again between them chasing his orgasm. His hair was going everywhere, and you were there for it. Your eyes became blurry with the fog escaping from your mouth and your own climax arriving.

You could feel his cock enlarge and each time his – full and heavy – balls smacked the back of your legs he was moaning “cumming”, louder and louder until you felt tips of cum running on your skin and some of them jump on the middle of your belly.

His groans were mesmerizing, and his speed didn’t slow down. You could feel your wave coming and as you were moaning more and more, Nanami place his thumb on your clit and draw little circles on it.

“God! Yes!” you screamed before letting go, toes curling and legs shaking.

He withdrew before searching in his back pocket his wallet. He got out a condom and before he could open it you smashed it away from him.

“Eh eh, what are you trying to do?” he asked you.

“We’re not gonna put this thing when I waited for years to feel you deep inside me”. As the words came out, his dick regained some energy.

“Are you clean?” you continued.

He smiled, “Who are you taking me for? I’m not concerned about that but more about here” he said before placing a hand on your belly.

“I wouldn’t mind” you answered.

“We’re not going there”

“I know, but I want your cum in me, as deep as you can until it will overflow, so what are we gonna do?”

Once again, his dick twitched at the words.

“And I think you want it too” you finished putting a finger on his tip, circling on it. He pinched his lips and you saw him take a deep breath before pressing you into the mattress. His half-opened shirt let you see a ring still attached to a silver chain. You stopped your hand, which took him by surprise and contemplated his chain.

"She's not part of my life anymore" he said cutting off your thoughts.

You didn't answer and looked at him. His hair was completely disheveled, and it was the first time you had seen him like this. What had she done to him? Who could be the woman abandoning the man you had dreamed of kissing since you were 18? Crazy, you thought.

"You need to be taken care of, right?” you started.

"What?"

"I can be the little woman who waits for you every day when you come home from work"

You slowly settled down on his thighs and left your panties aside so that his fully erect cock could make contact with your private part.

"I can be the little wife who waits for you on the stairway quietly"

Nanami grinned with anticipation as your pussy slowly settled on his cock which entered slowly, without need of preparation as you were so wet.

"I don't..." his sentence was cut off by his moans of pleasure that took more and more space "need that".

His hands surrounded your hips to freeze you on top of him before letting his torment take over and give a sharp blow of pelvis to rush deep inside you.

"Ah!" you cried out in pleasure feeling him reaching almost immediately the best gummy part of you.

You gently pushed him on your bed so that he was under your weight, vulnerable to your movements. The shadow of the streetlight outside illuminated your skin and offered a brilliant picture to Nanami.

You placed your hands on his torso to lift yourself up before letting yourself fall completely until you felt his filled balls hit your ass.

"God" he moaned. He continued to caress your hips, gripping more and more to keep from losing control. Your bouncing breasts offered a hypotonic view for Nanami who slowly got up before locking one of your nipples in his mouth and continuing to enjoy your comings and goings on him. His cock explored your parts and continued to work its way in, with each stroke of Nanami's hips. His tip was caressing the entrance of your cervix and you were feeling heat waves that could easily make you delirious. His tongue continued to play with your left nipple, and you ran your hand through his hair to let him know that the massage was doing you good. His little pelvic thrusts turned into dry hip ones, making you lose your balance.

The position was reversed and Nanami was on top. You made a sad face letting your displeasure show.

"I want to be the one who takes care of you” you stated.

"And you think that what is happening now is not?"

"I want to leave such an important trace in your memories that you will think of me as much as I think of you".

"You are already in my thoughts you know? And that's why I have to get you out of my head, or I'll get trapped and do something bad"

"If it's me you can do anything you want".

"No, I can’t, and you know it. You are my best friend's daughter.

He closed the discussion by placing his mouth on yours and letting his tongue find yours. Like two lovers who hadn't seen each other for so many years his tongue captured yours and didn't pull out until he was fully inside you.

"Lock me up in your house and never let me go again” you continued. 

He smiled, revealing a Nanami you didn't know. A smile that could terrify some people. A possessive Nanami. He positioned himself in front of you and lifted your legs to provide a narrower entrance and began to pound without measure. His balls slapped against the juices dripping down your thighs and your moans grew in size.

Daddy, Mommy, discover me, you thought. Once the relationship was discovered you would have nothing to hide, and you could be the little housewife waiting for her master.

"There! There! Ye-s! So good!" you cried.

Nanami pressed more and more on your legs, your knees almost in front of your face and his cock strokes took a wild rite. His grunts echoed and you printed them as they echoed around the room. Your old bed creaked with each coming and going and that turned you on even more. Your fingers were desperately looking for something to close on in order to hold you but in vain.

Your name in his hoarse voice was music to you and the more his moans intensified, the more he could feel your pussy tightening around his twitching cock, almost reaching its climax. He could see you seeing the stars and be almost inert as the pleasure took over your body. Your orgasm was traveling through every part of your body leaving you out of control.

He rested your legs and pulled your arms to put you on a sitting position, on top of him. He repositioned himself to finish his deep pounds into you.

"Fuck. Fuck, fuck..."

He could feel himself coming, so hard and all he wanted to do was let his cum sink into you, pregnant or not, he didn't care. He wanted to paint you from the inside and mark his name on your tender skin.

"Cumming" he moaned without stopping to bury himself in you, your cum flowing over his cock. "Cumming!"

"Inside! Please, please! I want everything inside!" You screamed desperately, wrapping your legs around his hips so he wouldn't escape.

"Yes! Oh! Yes!" he grunted before thrusting deep inside you, letting out a big ah of satisfaction feeling his cum slide inside you. He gave a few thrusts with his hips to make sure he didn't slip out anytime soon. Your tongue hanging out you felt his hot cum filling you and smiled letting a line of saliva run down your mouth which he caught with a flick of his tongue.

His forehead was soaked with perspiration and his shirt was transparent after the efforts of that night. He laid your naked, wet and burning body on your bed.

"Take me home with you"

"You are at home" he answered

"My home is where you are”

He laughed at your innocence and kissed you one last time.

"You are playing dangerous games. If you continue, I'm going to kidnap you and never let you be with the people you love.

"Then I'll have won everything because I only see you"

He clenched a fist before releasing it and slipped the blanket over you, in which you quickly wrapped yourself like a hibernating animal.

He quickly put his clothes back on and took one last look at you before exiting your room as if he had never been in. Nanami disappeared with the slow closing of the door and vanished as the light from the hallway seeped into your room. Everything would be alright all you had to do was waiting for next Thursday, like always. Right?

Hope you enjoyed! Stay slutty everyone!

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Found this — for real this anime is the only one where it is hard to find some character to hate

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So proud of this one !

Hope you’ll like it !

https://youtu.be/TYaKPAfGU_4

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It’s funny how there is always a specific fandom on each social media I use — like here I can see that there are more people who like JJK than AOT and on tik tok for exemple it’s the contrary — just me here saying some facts lmao

#jjk #aot #i want to know #why

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Friday’s request of the week ! ❤️

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A new Jean x reader is coming - quite excited for this one - I have too many projects at the same time I’m the worst 😭

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Holy trinity is here 😭

https://youtu.be/GJDxZUvKHK8

#Youtube #anime #aot #attack on titan #connie springer x reader #connie springer #connie aot #aot playlist #anime playlist #connie snk

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Byeeee - on my knees for them

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Credit : yuannoi on Twitter/IG

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Not Youɾ Midnight Love (pɑɾt 6)

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⇴Crédit : rudecopper on twitter

⇴ Part 5

⇴ All parts

⇴ This part contains Smut!! Be aware of that please.

⇴ Enjoy !

He was sitting at the table in silence. Plates placed as usual one for you and one for him. His head was in his arms, thinking and thinking. When he came back around 7 am, after wandering around the neighborhood and stopping at the nearest cafe, he found a little paper on the door letting him know that the door was opened. So careless, he thought imagining the idea of someone finding it before him.He was sitting in silence at the table in silence, thinking about how he would be able to collect the little piece of trust you had in him that he broke earlier this morning. His thoughts cut sudenly hearing the door of your room slowly opening and your heavy footsteps. He stood up, making his chair flicker. You were rubbing your belly, hearing growl of hunger, before meeting his eyes. One second and two seconds passed before you said calmly "Good mornnin'" with your sleepy voice.

He nodded, before sitting back and getting up again.

- Morning.

- You forgot your keys, you continued.

- I did. Thank you for the memo on the door by the way, he cleared his throat.

You entered the kitchen and took the kettle. You shook a little bag of coffee powder and poured it into a cup, you took a second bag and poured it into another cup.

- Coffee i suppose? you asked

- Yes but... uhm can we talk.

You placed your hands on the counter and turned to him.

- I will first then.

He nodded energetically.

- You have to stop drinking that much if you cannot control yourself.

He looked at you shoked that it was your first thought.

- You cannot talk to me the way you did yesterday.

- I won't

- I want to go back to the way we were so I'm erasing from my mind what happened yesterday.

- I... can't because I did something that I won't forgive myself. I hurt you and...

He paused and breathed. He left the table and went to the kitchen to join you.

- Listen, I need to tell you something. I do not care about a lot of things. I usually do things my way and try at least to not bring people in the way I am. But you. You... are in my way but not in the negative part. Hum. His throat was burning. I can't help to care about you and to be sure that everything is alright around you.

- But that is not your job.

- I know but I... can't help it. I don't know what came over me, and it won't happen again, that I can promise you, but I can't just forget and, yes I want you to forget to let me live here... because I like what we have together, but I want to be sure, that you know, that I care about you. And the fact that I hurt one of the most important... I...

You lowered your head. You wanted also that, the idea of him staying, it was comforting. You nodded and smiled, making his heart lighten a little bit.

- Coffee?

-Coffee, he smiled back.

When you turned your back and heared him go back to the living room, you let out the breath you've been holding for a few minutes now. Yes, he had hurt you, but not in the way he thought. He had triggered something in your heart that you thought you didn't want to grow and that was the most painful part. Becoming aware.

The silence was so thick between you, almost touchable. You were siting next to each other and the gaze upon you was heavy.The only thing you could notice was the laugh. Oh, she was trying her best to not laugh.

- So you wanted more? Shoko asked.

- I didn't say that.

She almost died on her inspiration from her electronic cigarette. You looked at her seriously and snatched it from her.

- Hey! she screamed between two coughs.I don't want to mock, but be honest two seconds, it's hilarious.You felt something in your belly right? she asked tickling you.

- What the fuck are you trying to say?

- You're so rude when it comes to him God, try to be discreate about your feelings or he will discover them.

- There is no such thing as a feeling. That's what I'm trying to say.

- Ok but when you asked him to stop it wasn't about the act right? It was about the situation.

Maybe? You had every right to ask him to stop. He wasn't in the right state and you weren't okay with his manners.

Shoko shook her head in despair.

- I don't want you to get hurt, nor him by the way. But if the feelings that developped in your coochie...

- Shoko!

- Then that means maybeeee, you want something more of all that. Try to be clear with that because in the end, if both of you won't talk about what you feel... it's not going to end well.

You knew that. You really knew that. But you didn't have a clue of to figure out what was going on in your head.

You ended up again in the Café where Geto worked, without really knwoing why. The decor - although ugly - was reassuring.

His eyes were, from across the room, locked on you. Something was on your mind and he could tell just by looking your gesture around your tea, nearly shy to dive into it. His shift was ending in less than two minutes and he was still asking himself if it wasn't too much to come talk to you and offer you to pass some time together. After all, you met 24 hours ago, but something triggered in his mind and he couldn't shake it off.

- Are you alright? he finally asked at the end of the two minute. You didn't touch it.

You met his gaze and kindly smile. That was low of you, he thought.

- I don't know why I came so I was wondering about that. But yeah, I'm fine, are you finished?

- I am.Do you have some time, do you want to go walk a little bit?

- I would love to actually.

- Let me grab my vest and we can go.

Silently but not awkwardly, you walked side by side near the river, the one ending in the ocean that was at the entrance of the city.

- We had a fight, if you were wondering...

Could you really call it a fight?

- About what?

You stopped. Maybe it wasn't a good idea talking about that with his best friend. You didn't want them to go in a argument over something you cleared up earlier.

- Minor things about his behavior... Netherless, it's stuck in my head in a bad way and I didn't know where to go so I came here.

You looked at him and for a second you realized that maybe the situation was weird.

- Geto, I'm sorry, it's weird isn't it?

- What do you mean?

- We know each other since what... a day? And here I am running to your workplace when I don't feel at ease.

You had a way to make his heart twist. A day, yes, but it came fast to him, the realization, that he saw this encounter as something more, at least to him... he wanted to believe it.

- You know, a lot of friendship starts like that. A weird way, I mean. Because you decided to sit next to eachother, because you asked a weird question, because you laughed at a bad joke, all of theses situations will always be odd at first, but who cares?

- Still... I am have to manage what is developping in my head or else I would be a burden for you.

Both of them actually.

- Can I say something that could actually sound cheesy? he asked, making you raised your head.

You were already there, seeing the your building in the background.

- Confide in me, he started. Rely on me.

He took your cheek in his hand. It was cold and at the same time so warm. You wanted to hear this. But the little voice inside your head was singing these words "not from him".

From afar, Gojo just left his previous appartment that was in an impeccable state, as if the accident never happened. The temperature had become cooler making him shiver slightly. He looked towards the road to watch the beautiful sunset that was slowly falling and dipping the city in a particularly soft orange. The honeyed colors fell on your hair. Again that unhealthy feeling grew in Gojo's stomach. His hand. His hand was on your cheek and you didn't fight back. Did he know less about your relationship with Geto than you said? Were you more than just acquaintances who "just happened" to meet? He was sick. That was the only answer he had to his stomach, which had suddenly become very tense.

The key turned into the lock and he could hear you talking to Geto. So what now, you won't come home alone? Never again? Gojo stood up and greeted both of you. He let you saying goodbye to Geto and make your way into your room. "Smells good!" you screamed from your room.

Gojo looked at your door closed and run towards the entrance. Geto wouldn't be far. He called him from the stairs, where his best friend turned to him with a large smile.

- Yo what's up! Geto said.

Gojo looked at him silently.

- What is she to you? he asked without restrain. After all, he had every right to know, he was his best friend.

-What? he asked scratching his head

- You heard me man, common...

Geto took two stairs up towards him.

- It's going to be weird, but I don't know.

- Please don't, don't do that.

-Do what?

-Falling in love with her.

- Okay, Gojo, some strong words. I didn't say that I loved her.

- But you didn't say you didn't like her.

- What does it matter? Geto asked.

-Because if it's you, she would have every reasons to run to you.

Geto looked at him puzzled.

-You're the goal. You are.

Not me, he thought.

- Please find someone else, not her. Everyone but you... he finished before turning back to the appartment.

He felt that the dinner was dragging on. Billie Eilish album in the background was playing. This ill-timed song began.

♫"What the hell did I do? Never been the type to Let someone see right through"♫

You talk about the moment of the day when you had seen Shoko, saying that she was always so annoying, without really mentioning the background of your discussion.

♫"Up all night on another red eye I wish we never learned to fly"♫

The moment of the day you had to help an old lady because the cars weren't stopping at the stop signs.

♫"Maybe we should just try To tell ourselves a good lie I didn't mean to make you cry"♫

He could hear you mumble the words of the song. The sensations that sailed through Gojo's body were unbearable. It was growing more and more. He was looking at everything on you. Your clothes. Your mouth. Your hair. Your eyes. Everything in this room was making him sweating. It was too hot.

♫"There's nothin' you could do or say I can't escape the way I love you I don't want to, but I love you"♫

He let a little laugh escape.

- It's just like if you're saying you're loving me right now... he said.

-Wh...at? you asked stunned by the words.

Too hot. Gojo got up so abruptly from the table that you slid your yogurt spoon down onto your pajama pants.

Did the gods want to play with him right now? -Fuck, you mumbled, trying to wipe the white stain from your stocking. Look what you did! Oh, he was watching. He left the living room in the direction of the bathroom. - I don't feel well, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'm sorry. You watched him leave the room without saying a word.

Gojo leaned against the door. Shit, shit, shit. His hand slipped under his jogging suit and he came out with what had been writhing in pain for the last few minutes. He slid his hand along his cock frantically, his weight braced against the door, sliding it out, so that he ended up on his knees on the cold bathroom floor. He thought about last night, about your body under his. His hand continuing its back and forth over his stiff dick. His little moans were starting to grow into whimpers of complaint. He wanted it to be yours that encircled his cock, that it was your tongue that brought him to pleasure, that it was your body that stirred under his penetrations. Oh it was too much. He lifted himself up with all his weight and stepped into the shower abruptly, letting the water run over him, both to calm him down but also to mask his growing moans. His speed was accelerating. He tilted his head back, leaving "ahs" echoing in the bathroom. The obscene sounds of his gestures on his cock had faded under the pressure of the shower. -Fuck, fuck, he wanted to scream your name. The temperature of the water was frigid and ran down his frame, yet nothing changed the burning frenzy inside him. He could feel it twitch between his fingers and he applied more and more pressure. He was going to cum using your laughter and your voice, your face and your body as material, and God, it had been so long since he'd had to masturbate in this way. His grunts intensified to the point of release. He placed his left hand on the wall and his right hand finished with slow movements, letting his pleasure fade into the shower drain. Dammit.

Now the stain slightly erased you recovered the things on the table and proceeded to arrange them in the kitchen. The dirty dishes in the sink and the fresh products in the fridge. It was rare for Gojo to leave the dining room without saying anything and without putting anything away. Maybe he was really sick. You walked past the bathroom and heard unusual sounds coming from the room. You tried not to pay attention, but you couldn't deny that the sounds you were hearing were moans, and not from pain. The feeling you had last night came back and ran through your body.

Who was he thinking of? Was that why he wasn't talking at the table? Was his mind elsewhere? To someone?

~ ah ah ah ~

His moans were particularly bewitching. The sudden sound of the shower surprised you and you locked yourself in your room.

What had just happened? How could you still look at yourself in the mirror after trying to kill Gojo in a moment of initmity? Despite your disappointment with yourself, you couldn't help but feel that warm, lustful feeling come over you. You slumped down on your bed, slipped your hand under your pants and felt your desire transpire on your fingers. You slid one finger in and then two easily. Fuck, it was too good. You could hear her moaning in your ear. Like it was you he wanted, always. You imagined him on top of you, whispering your name, longing for you. Your fingers continued to insert themselves quickly into you. You let your imagination take control. His inside you, thick and precise. He would know where to aim. You could feel your juices slowly flowing down your thighs. What you felt was an aphrodisiac wave. You moved your thighs up to give him more access to your intimacy. You were completely raving. He was in the room with you, taking you to a powerful orgasm. More, you wanted more. You wanted him inside you. Let him fuck on your own bed, let him bang on the wall to wake up the cranky neighbor. You wanted to scream his name and ask him to go harder. Your head was buried in your blanket and you took a small piece of cloth in your mouth to hide your moans. Quickly, awkwardly, his fingers touched your pleasure spot. Your name on his lips. -Go-jo... you whispered. There, there... You were speeding up - he was speeding up - you could feel yourself coming. More, more. You wanted his heat not yours. The wave of your orgasm washed over you, without respite, you felt your legs shake, your toes curl.

You let the warmth went away, only to leave you alone in the dark room, all sweaty.

♫"Maybe won't you take it back? Say you were tryna make me laugh And nothin' has to change today You didn't mean to say, "I love you" I love you and I don't want to"♫

Out of breath, a little tear in the corner of the eye. You were falling in love with him, and denying it was lying.

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He was sitting at the table in silence. Plates placed as usual one for you and one for him. His head was in his arms, thinking and thinking. When he came back around 7 am, after wandering around the neighborhood and stopping at the nearest cafe, he found a little paper on the door letting him know that the door was opened. So careless, he thought imagining the idea of someone finding it before him.He was sitting in silence at the table in silence, thinking about how he would be able to collect the little piece of trust you had in him that he broke earlier this morning. His thoughts cut sudenly hearing the door of your room slowly opening and your heavy footsteps. He stood up, making his chair flicker. You were rubbing your belly, hearing growl of hunger, before meeting his eyes. One second and two seconds passed before you said calmly "Good mornnin'" with your sleepy voice.

He nodded, before sitting back and getting up again.

- Morning.

- You forgot your keys, you continued.

- I did. Thank you for the memo on the door by the way, he cleared his throat.

You entered the kitchen and took the kettle. You shook a little bag of coffee powder and poured it into a cup, you took a second bag and poured it into another cup.

- Coffee i suppose? you asked

- Yes but... uhm can we talk.

You placed your hands on the counter and turned to him.

- I will first then.

He nodded energetically.

- You have to stop drinking that much if you cannot control yourself.

He looked at you shoked that it was your first thought.

- You cannot talk to me the way you did yesterday.

- I won't

- I want to go back to the way we were so I'm erasing from my mind what happened yesterday.

- I... can't because I did something that I won't forgive myself. I hurt you and...

He paused and breathed. He left the table and went to the kitchen to join you.

- Listen, I need to tell you something. I do not care about a lot of things. I usually do things my way and try at least to not bring people in the way I am. But you. You... are in my way but not in the negative part. Hum. His throat was burning. I can't help to care about you and to be sure that everything is alright around you.

- But that is not your job.

- I know but I... can't help it. I don't know what came over me, and it won't happen again, that I can promise you, but I can't just forget and, yes I want you to forget to let me live here... because I like what we have together, but I want to be sure, that you know, that I care about you. And the fact that I hurt one of the most important... I...

You lowered your head. You wanted also that, the idea of him staying, it was comforting. You nodded and smiled, making his heart lighten a little bit.

- Coffee?

-Coffee, he smiled back.

When you turned your back and heared him go back to the living room, you let out the breath you've been holding for a few minutes now. Yes, he had hurt you, but not in the way he thought. He had triggered something in your heart that you thought you didn't want to grow and that was the most painful part. Becoming aware.

The silence was so thick between you, almost touchable. You were siting next to each other and the gaze upon you was heavy.The only thing you could notice was the laugh. Oh, she was trying her best to not laugh.

- So you wanted more? Shoko asked.

- I didn't say that.

She almost died on her inspiration from her electronic cigarette. You looked at her seriously and snatched it from her.

- Hey! she screamed between two coughs.I don't want to mock, but be honest two seconds, it's hilarious.You felt something in your belly right? she asked tickling you.

- What the fuck are you trying to say?

- You're so rude when it comes to him God, try to be discreate about your feelings or he will discover them.

- There is no such thing as a feeling. That's what I'm trying to say.

- Ok but when you asked him to stop it wasn't about the act right? It was about the situation.

Maybe? You had every right to ask him to stop. He wasn't in the right state and you weren't okay with his manners.

Shoko shook her head in despair.

- I don't want you to get hurt, nor him by the way. But if the feelings that developped in your coochie...

- Shoko!

- Then that means maybeeee, you want something more of all that. Try to be clear with that because in the end, if both of you won't talk about what you feel... it's not going to end well.

You knew that. You really knew that. But you didn't have a clue of to figure out what was going on in your head.

You ended up again in the Café where Geto worked, without really knwoing why. The decor - although ugly - was reassuring.

His eyes were, from across the room, locked on you. Something was on your mind and he could tell just by looking your gesture around your tea, nearly shy to dive into it. His shift was ending in less than two minutes and he was still asking himself if it wasn't too much to come talk to you and offer you to pass some time together. After all, you met 24 hours ago, but something triggered in his mind and he couldn't shake it off.

- Are you alright? he finally asked at the end of the two minute. You didn't touch it.

You met his gaze and kindly smile. That was low of you, he thought.

- I don't know why I came so I was wondering about that. But yeah, I'm fine, are you finished?

- I am.Do you have some time, do you want to go walk a little bit?

- I would love to actually.

- Let me grab my vest and we can go.

Silently but not awkwardly, you walked side by side near the river, the one ending in the ocean that was at the entrance of the city.

- We had a fight, if you were wondering...

Could you really call it a fight?

- About what?

You stopped. Maybe it wasn't a good idea talking about that with his best friend. You didn't want them to go in a argument over something you cleared up earlier.

- Minor things about his behavior... Netherless, it's stuck in my head in a bad way and I didn't know where to go so I came here.

You looked at him and for a second you realized that maybe the situation was weird.

- Geto, I'm sorry, it's weird isn't it?

- What do you mean?

- We know each other since what... a day? And here I am running to your workplace when I don't feel at ease.

You had a way to make his heart twist. A day, yes, but it came fast to him, the realization, that he saw this encounter as something more, at least to him... he wanted to believe it.

- You know, a lot of friendship starts like that. A weird way, I mean. Because you decided to sit next to eachother, because you asked a weird question, because you laughed at a bad joke, all of theses situations will always be odd at first, but who cares?

- Still... I am have to manage what is developping in my head or else I would be a burden for you.

Both of them actually.

- Can I say something that could actually sound cheesy? he asked, making you raised your head.

You were already there, seeing the your building in the background.

- Confide in me, he started. Rely on me.

He took your cheek in his hand. It was cold and at the same time so warm. You wanted to hear this. But the little voice inside your head was singing these words "not from him".

From afar, Gojo just left his previous appartment that was in an impeccable state, as if the accident never happened. The temperature had become cooler making him shiver slightly. He looked towards the road to watch the beautiful sunset that was slowly falling and dipping the city in a particularly soft orange. The honeyed colors fell on your hair. Again that unhealthy feeling grew in Gojo's stomach. His hand. His hand was on your cheek and you didn't fight back. Did he know less about your relationship with Geto than you said? Were you more than just acquaintances who "just happened" to meet? He was sick. That was the only answer he had to his stomach, which had suddenly become very tense.

The key turned into the lock and he could hear you talking to Geto. So what now, you won't come home alone? Never again? Gojo stood up and greeted both of you. He let you saying goodbye to Geto and make your way into your room. "Smells good!" you screamed from your room.

Gojo looked at your door closed and run towards the entrance. Geto wouldn't be far. He called him from the stairs, where his best friend turned to him with a large smile.

- Yo what's up! Geto said.

Gojo looked at him silently.

- What is she to you? he asked without restrain. After all, he had every right to know, he was his best friend.

-What? he asked scratching his head

- You heard me man, common...

Geto took two stairs up towards him.

- It's going to be weird, but I don't know.

- Please don't, don't do that.

-Do what?

-Falling in love with her.

- Okay, Gojo, some strong words. I didn't say that I loved her.

- But you didn't say you didn't like her.

- What does it matter? Geto asked.

-Because if it's you, she would have every reasons to run to you.

Geto looked at him puzzled.

-You're the goal. You are.

Not me, he thought.

- Please find someone else, not her. Everyone but you... he finished before turning back to the appartment.

He felt that the dinner was dragging on. Billie Eilish album in the background was playing. This ill-timed song began.

♫"What the hell did I do? Never been the type to Let someone see right through"♫

You talk about the moment of the day when you had seen Shoko, saying that she was always so annoying, without really mentioning the background of your discussion.

♫"Up all night on another red eye I wish we never learned to fly"♫

The moment of the day you had to help an old lady because the cars weren't stopping at the stop signs.

♫"Maybe we should just try To tell ourselves a good lie I didn't mean to make you cry"♫

He could hear you mumble the words of the song. The sensations that sailed through Gojo's body were unbearable. It was growing more and more. He was looking at everything on you. Your clothes. Your mouth. Your hair. Your eyes. Everything in this room was making him sweating. It was too hot.

♫"There's nothin' you could do or say I can't escape the way I love you I don't want to, but I love you"♫

He let a little laugh escape.

- It's just like if you're saying you're loving me right now... he said.

-Wh...at? you asked stunned by the words.

Too hot. Gojo got up so abruptly from the table that you slid your yogurt spoon down onto your pajama pants.

Did the gods want to play with him right now? -Fuck, you mumbled, trying to wipe the white stain from your stocking. Look what you did! Oh, he was watching. He left the living room in the direction of the bathroom. - I don't feel well, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'm sorry. You watched him leave the room without saying a word.

Gojo leaned against the door. Shit, shit, shit. His hand slipped under his jogging suit and he came out with what had been writhing in pain for the last few minutes. He slid his hand along his cock frantically, his weight braced against the door, sliding it out, so that he ended up on his knees on the cold bathroom floor. He thought about last night, about your body under his. His hand continuing its back and forth over his stiff dick. His little moans were starting to grow into whimpers of complaint. He wanted it to be yours that encircled his cock, that it was your tongue that brought him to pleasure, that it was your body that stirred under his penetrations. Oh it was too much. He lifted himself up with all his weight and stepped into the shower abruptly, letting the water run over him, both to calm him down but also to mask his growing moans. His speed was accelerating. He tilted his head back, leaving "ahs" echoing in the bathroom. The obscene sounds of his gestures on his cock had faded under the pressure of the shower. -Fuck, fuck, he wanted to scream your name. The temperature of the water was frigid and ran down his frame, yet nothing changed the burning frenzy inside him. He could feel it twitch between his fingers and he applied more and more pressure. He was going to cum using your laughter and your voice, your face and your body as material, and God, it had been so long since he'd had to masturbate in this way. His grunts intensified to the point of release. He placed his left hand on the wall and his right hand finished with slow movements, letting his pleasure fade into the shower drain. Dammit.

Now the stain slightly erased you recovered the things on the table and proceeded to arrange them in the kitchen. The dirty dishes in the sink and the fresh products in the fridge. It was rare for Gojo to leave the dining room without saying anything and without putting anything away. Maybe he was really sick. You walked past the bathroom and heard unusual sounds coming from the room. You tried not to pay attention, but you couldn't deny that the sounds you were hearing were moans, and not from pain. The feeling you had last night came back and ran through your body.

Who was he thinking of? Was that why he wasn't talking at the table? Was his mind elsewhere? To someone?

~ ah ah ah ~

His moans were particularly bewitching. The sudden sound of the shower surprised you and you locked yourself in your room.

What had just happened? How could you still look at yourself in the mirror after trying to kill Gojo in a moment of initmity? Despite your disappointment with yourself, you couldn't help but feel that warm, lustful feeling come over you. You slumped down on your bed, slipped your hand under your pants and felt your desire transpire on your fingers. You slid one finger in and then two easily. Fuck, it was too good. You could hear her moaning in your ear. Like it was you he wanted, always. You imagined him on top of you, whispering your name, longing for you. Your fingers continued to insert themselves quickly into you. You let your imagination take control. His inside you, thick and precise. He would know where to aim. You could feel your juices slowly flowing down your thighs. What you felt was an aphrodisiac wave. You moved your thighs up to give him more access to your intimacy. You were completely raving. He was in the room with you, taking you to a powerful orgasm. More, you wanted more. You wanted him inside you. Let him fuck on your own bed, let him bang on the wall to wake up the cranky neighbor. You wanted to scream his name and ask him to go harder. Your head was buried in your blanket and you took a small piece of cloth in your mouth to hide your moans. Quickly, awkwardly, his fingers touched your pleasure spot. Your name on his lips. -Go-jo... you whispered. There, there... You were speeding up - he was speeding up - you could feel yourself coming. More, more. You wanted his heat not yours. The wave of your orgasm washed over you, without respite, you felt your legs shake, your toes curl.

You let the warmth went away, only to leave you alone in the dark room, all sweaty.

♫"Maybe won't you take it back? Say you were tryna make me laugh And nothin' has to change today You didn't mean to say, "I love you" I love you and I don't want to"♫

Out of breath, a little tear in the corner of the eye. You were falling in love with him, and denying it was lying.

Thank you for reading!

Part 7 here (coming soon)

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Not Youɾ Midnight Love (pɑɾt 5)

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You could feel Geto’s gaze on your back and all you could do was to lower yours to meet neither his nor your roommate one.

- I just wanted to be a gentleman and accompany her to her place, Geto started putting his hand on your shoulder.

Even if you tried with all your might to resist, a shiver ran down your back and it was not invisible to Gojo.

- Don’t have this look man, he continued. I’m the most surprised to see you here and call this place yours. Since when did you move and without telling me on top of that?

He let go of your now rigid shoulder and entered the living room. You took advantage of this moment to slip away in the direction of your room. Gojo grabbed your arm, and you exchanged a long look. His was full of questions until he realized what you were wearing and who it belonged to. He looked down with concern to see that the top and shorts you had on were definitely not from your closet and looked up again to meet your eyes. This time his gaze was darker and showed no concern. Something else, yes... Something so dark that you wondered if you had all this time imagined his blue eyes.

- Let go… please… your murmured

He obeyed and went in the direction of his best friend, as if nothing happened. You glanced in your room before entering in. He was with someone less than two hours ago; it doesn't hurt to check if there is anything suspicious. Clutter, clothes, or a person.

Everything was clean, though. Nothing out of ordinary and everything at its place. Maybe he wasn’t that shameless and wouldn’t do it in your bed after all. The couch. Ew.

You started to put on clothes, this time yours, and carefully folded Geto's.

- How come you are the one to be with her? Gojo asked his friend

- She was at the Café and one thing lend to another and I find myself at your place. I have so many questions bro. Why are you crashing here when you could be anywhere, like at my place?

- It’s too far from Uni and you know that, Geto answered taking two beers from the fridge. Look how many times you are late, I can’t do that to my fans.

- Your what? He laughed refusing the beer with a quick gest.

Gojo insisted placing it on his forearm.

- Nah, thank you though. I know how it goes, if I start with one, I won’t be able to stop and I’ll end up as a deadass on your or her couch.

- It’s ours!

- Look at you, talking like a married couple.

- Nahhhh… far from it. She’s just sweet enough to let me crash here and letting me some time to adjust.

- How did you know her except for the fact that she's your neighbor? I mean, you could have ended up at the old folks' home on the 7th floor.

- Yeah I hesitated but we had a funny introduction and I thought she could do it.

- Do it? What’s so special about her?

What’s so special about you? Gojo crashed onto the couch and let a big sigh escape. He closed his eyes for a second. He didn’t know what he meant by that. When he was imagining his future, he was always the one ending up with a blurry face girl at his side. But since you came into his life, not long ago, he could picture something else, something great. Not specially a lover thing since he didn’t know what love feels like but yeah… if you were around in his future, as much you are now, he could be excited of what to comes.

- Yeah, forget it, she was here at the right time, and she’s pretty nice so you know.

He slurped his beer faster, as if it could drown the words, the lie, he just spurted. That day he waited for you to come. He waited that you would turn around the corner of your hallway to ask about this roommate adventure. He was right. You were special. Special enough.

- Do you think that your cohabitation does not bother her too much? Geto asked.

- I still have the keys, right? Gojo answered picking them out of his back pocket.

He kept them in the air for a few seconds, letting them hang and spin around. He should buy a key chain to decorate them, maybe one for you too. He tossed them before catching them in a firm grip and kissed the slightly protruding key tip.

- Why was she wearing your clothes Geto? He suddenly asked out of the blue.

Geto turned to his friend and leaned on the bar that separated your kitchen from your living room.

- This is actually a funny story… he started but you opened the door of your room at the same time, making Geto and Gojo stand up straight.

- Wow… so formal for me… you said on a sarcastic tone.

You approached Geto and gave him his now folded clothes.

- Thank you for everything… and for… you glanced a Gojo before stopping.

He suddenly felt out of place and went in the kitchen to throw the empty beer bottle. He was at his place right so why did he felt that way? Geto smiled gently and went to the door, you on his steps, as if you didn’t want to be lost in the night. He turned to you before you could continue your sentence.

- Yes, thank you for everything and for not judging me about all this and my presence at the café earlier.

- Well, if we remember correctly, I did judge. For a second though.

- You did indeed, you laughed.

He took his short and put them in his sport bag and kept the shirt in his hands before giving back to you. You shook your head trying to understand.

- Do you think I sweated that much that you want me to clean it?

He chuckled.

- No seriously won’t you need it tomorrow if you have a match?

- I can find a T-Shirt for that. But maybe I just want another reason to come back. Here.

Oops. What was that? Your heart did something you didn’t want to hear nor feel.

- Well, you have Gojo, so you could always come to meet him.

- And you?

- Me?

He nodded.

- What for?

- Because I need to get back my T-Shirt, he said ending the conversation by opening the door and letting a small “bye-bye” go in the wind.

You hold the T-Shirt tightly.

You took the few minutes in your shower to think about the day you just had. Was it that bad that you could only think about him and about the reason he wanted to meet you again?

You closed the curtains of your room and let the steam from the bathroom escape into the room. Without really knowing why, you took Geto’s shirt and put it on your skin fresh from the shower. It was slightly larger than you, barely covering the beginning of your thighs. You tugged slightly and looked at yourself in your mirror until you really realized what you were doing. Ew, what was that behavior that possessed you? You didn't have time to answer when heavy "Bam" sounds were heard on your bedroom door.

- Bathroom free?? Gojo shouted from the other side.

You hurriedly opened the door to erase the thoughts that were running around in your head.

- Yes, yes, sorry.

Your hair was still dripping on your shoulders and you tried to push past him into the living room. The music playing in the background was one you kept hearing lately on the radio.

"Save your tears for another day”

Several empty bottles of beer were sitting on the coffee table in the living room.

- YO! You shouted out, realizing that this was clearly too much for one person to handle in one evening. You could have waited for me, I wouldn't have said no... you mumbled.

No one answered you. Were you talking to yourself, and he was already in the bathroom?

♫ I don't know why I run away I'll make you cry when I run away♫

You opened the fridge, only to see that there were no bottles left. Selfish buffoon you laughed. You slammed the fridge door, making it shake, before turning around to find yourself face to face with the last full bottle in the apartment held in a hand as white as snow.

-Wow! you scared me! you cried out, seeing Gojo inches away from you. Do you want to give it to me after all? you asked, reaching for the bottle.

He pushed it away from you to prevent you from reaching it.

- What are you playing at? you asked impatiently, still holding out your hand.

-What are you playing at?" he asked in a slightly aggressive tone.

You could feel the tension building between you and him, and your mother has always told you that when things start to escalate it's best to leave to avoid making things worse. At least, that's what she used to tell you about her and your father, but here you were up against a wall. Your kitchen was narrow, so Gojo's back was a door you couldn't get past.

-Gojo?

The silence was still as heavy as ever. He placed his bottle on the bar, causing it to wobble before spilling onto the counter, leaving the foam to collect on the edge.

-Gojo! you cried out. I've got a deposit for this kind of thing!

He grabbed your arm and looked at you.

-Why are you wearing his top when you just met him?

-That? you said avoiding him and keeping your gaze on the bottle that was letting its bubbles escape leaving crackling noises in the kitchen.

- Remove it, he ordered you.

- Yes, I'll do it, don't worry, I don't know what's gotten into my head...

- Now

-Yes, so let me pass.

- No here.

This time you couldn't help but look him straight in the eye. Was he serious?

- Don't mess with me.

- Now, he continued, pulling your arm a little closer to him.

You tried to resist but his grip was firm.

As the inches shrank between you, his free hand wandered over to his best friend's shirt with the number 1 on the back. He certainly wouldn't be number 1 for you, would he?

♫"You could've asked me why I broke your heart

You could've told me that you fell apart"♫

-Gojo?

Your voice echoed in his head. Like the question Geto had asked him earlier. What was so special about you? and without realizing it his hand slipped under the shirt and he could feel all your muscles stiffen. He felt the fingernails of your hand, still trapped in his grip, digging into your palm. Your breath quickened and he was mesmerized by the rhythm of your chest rising and falling. His hand continued its path and your legs lost their support. He caught you by the small of your back and let you slide down to the icy kitchen floor. Your now half-bare body shivered at the difference between your skin that couldn't help but warm up and the cold floor. Maybe as cold as the gesture he had on you. Like a robot. His caresses did not transmit tenderness. The number 1 ended up on the floor and you couldn't help but cover your private parts.

♫"Take me back 'cause I wanna stay

Save your tears for another

Save your tears for another day

Save your tears for another day"♫

Your look transmitted your concern, yet you couldn't say the word stop. Gojo placed his lips on your belly button and began to apply small hickeys. Your voice echoed against the tile floor and your heartbeat was now so loud that the whole neighborhood could hear it. He stroked your leg and his hair tickled the middle of your belly. You tried to curl up but he wouldn't let you.

♫"So, I made you think that I would always stay

I said some things that I should never say

Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine

And now you won't love me for a second time"♫

Not like that. His gestures were not gentle. They were imitating each other. He didn't want you, he was just seeing another one. You didn't want to be a midnght love. Not like that. His lips, wet with the beer he had just drunk, caressed the hollow between your breasts and you hiccupped with surprise. Not like that. Little beads of tears gathered on the corner of your eye before rolling down in rhythm with the music in the background.

♫"Girl, take me back 'cause I wanna stay

Save your tears for another"♫

His hand went to the side of your cheek and turned your face towards him. His eyes locked on yours and his pupils widened when he saw your face.

- Not like that, Gojo, not like that, please... you let your trembling voice say.

♫"I realize that I'm much too late

And you deserve someone better

Save your tears for another day

Save your tears for another day"♫

Gojo stood up in a second, slowly realizing what he had done. He took off his shirt and slipped it around your head before pulling it down your body.

- I'm sorry.

He hid the parts you were trying to protect.

-I'm sorry, he continued.

He took the number 1 from the floor and carried it under his arm, put on his shoes, and left the apartment.

You found yourself alone, still on the floor in the apartment that had long been plunged into the darkness of the night.

♫"Save your tears for another day

Save your tears for another day

Save your tears for another day"♫

Gojo walked quickly down the street to escape from the scene he had just committed. He wanted to call himself names. He felt his pockets of his jogging suit and did not feel the keys of the apartment. He turned his head abruptly towards the apartment, hair in the wind hitting his face. Did he still have the right to keep them?

Thank you for reading!

Part 6 here (coming soon)

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