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She’s Too Proud of Me: Part 1

The luckiest dude ever.

In 8 parts, By Dragon Lair Reads. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

My name is Dunn. A few years ago, I was an absolute nerdy geek. A Chemical Engineering major at Texas A & M. Then I met a girl who changed the trajectory of my social life. That well, every other part of my life!

Liv; that’s short for Olivia; is my wife and inspiration. I’ll tell you how she got me out of my nerdy shell, but I’d rather let her tell you the first part, when we first met. Liv, tell us that story, again.

(February 14, 2018; at Texas A&M)

An unexpected Valentine Rescue.

My name is Liv, and this is the story about how the worst day of my life changed everything for me. It all started when I got a series of very bad scores back. See, I'm a Chemical Engineering major and to stay in that program you have to keep a really high GPA, and well, Thermo 1 and Fluid Mechanics had both kicked me back low exam scores just the day before.

That wasn't even the worst thing though. Well, it probably was, but it didn't feel like it. I'd spent a significant amount of money getting ready for a major party. A major party taking place on Valentine's Day. I had bought this precious slinky green dress. It hugged my figure perfectly and had a plunging neckline. I had made an appointment to get my hair done in loose curls and everything. For a girl so skinny you can see her ribs, I was going to be pretty hot, at least for one night.

And it shouldn't have mattered anyway because I was going to the party with my high school boyfriend. We had come to college together and been dating for three and a half years. But come that afternoon when we were supposed to go to dinner together, he shows up at my dorm room in his coat and pants, tie undone, and his shirt not even completely buttoned.

"Why aren't you ready yet?" I asked, "Come in and finish its almost time to go." He didn't move, scratching the back of his head and looking at the ground.

"Listen, Liv. I really hate to do this now, but, I think we need to stop seeing each other."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, not processing what he had said. "Get in here and get ready; everyone's going to be waiting."

"I'm sorry Liv; when we came to college together, I thought it would be fun but honestly the relationship has just felt like work. I don't know how to have fun with you anymore."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I almost screamed, "Don't know how to have fun with me? I've been nothing but available to you since we got here! All you do is drink and hangout with your stupid fucking frat buddies!" Now I was screaming. I poked him in the chest. "My grades dropped because of it."

"It's not working for me anymore, Liv." He said sheepishly

"Yeah, cocks usually don't when you're that fucking drunk." I snapped, tears falling freely off my face.

"I'm sorry." He said again.

"Get fucked!" I screamed and slammed the door on him. I couldn't see what happened, but I like to think it almost hit him.

I spent the next two hours sobbing until my eyes were puffy and I had blown my nose red. The dress I had gone to all that trouble to get on was practically ruined by tears and snot, at least for the night. The party wasn't happening, the hair appointment wasn't either. I never changed out of the dress, I just waited to stop crying and walked in an expensive cocktail dress and Chucks to the liquor store just off campus. I picked up a bottle of Jack Daniels and walked back to the sorority house, sitting out on the curb (yes in my new dress), taking swigs straight from the bottle.

It was pushing seven in the evening by then. People were ignoring me walking from place to place. Girls and guys together for dates, dances, or parties. I hated all of them. The whiskey was dampening my heartache and it wasn't as difficult to keep from sobbing in public. I was almost ready to go up to my room and dispose of all of his crap, probably by setting it on fire, when I heard someone talking.

"Damn, are you as bad off as you look?"

I looked up. It was a boy. Well ok, a young man. He was about my age, and maybe it was the whiskey, but I thought he was kind of cute. The fact that he was cute did not help. "Fuck you dude, I look like a million bucks."

He was holding a pizza box which he raised in agreement. "No contest on that one. The green dress really sets off your hair. But I meant the fact that you're clearly in some kind of emotional crisis." He smirked at me and pointed, "It's the bloodshot eyes and whiskey bottle that gives it away."

I glared at him and took a big swig. Too big, I coughed uncontrollably for several seconds. "Look here, either hand over a slice or keep moving. I'm trying to wallow."

"How dedicated are you to wallowing on the curb?"

"What's that mean?"

"It means I'll split it with you if you fill in for my roommate. We were supposed to have retro game night and he bailed to get laid; or he seems to think he is anyway. My mom just sent up Goldeneye and everything."

I stared at him for several long moments doing mental calculus through the fog of liquor. The curb hurt my ass, and the pizza actually smelled amazing. On top of that, he was cute, and being alone in a dorm seemed perfect for me to rope him into a rebound. You know if he sucked at Goldeneye.

"No Odd-job?" I asked.

"Who asks for that when they first meet?" He asked with a quizzical look.

"What?" I said confused, "What are you talking about?"

"You said no blow jobs. But who would even ask for that when they met someone?"

I rolled my eyes and stood up at great effort dusting off my britches. "I said No, odd job." I put emphasis on the syllables, "He's shorter than other characters which is unfair in versus mode." I handed him my whiskey bottle and he took it. I snatched the pizza box from him and opened it.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"I'm Liv." I answered, "Lead the way."

He looked me over nervously and gestured toward the dorms and started walking. "I'm in Dunn."

"We'll see how I feel about the blowjob after Goldeneye." I pulled a stringing slice out of the box and took an unceremonious bite out of it. He stared at me as I started walking and I smiled at him with a mouth full.

His dorm was like any other college boy's dorm. A nightmare. Nothing had been cleaned. Old food sat on a shelf, upon which sat a toaster oven and microwave, neither bed had been made, or washed, in ages, there was trash strung across desks and piled up in the trash can and two piles of clothes. One at the foot of the bed, and one on the ground next to it.

I traded him back for my bottle hoping to drink the mess away. But ultimately none of it mattered to me anyway. The large TV had two chairs in front of it. One was a folding chair from a lawn furniture set, the other clearly a family hand-me-down deep cushioned swiveling chair. Graciously I was offered the swivel chair.

This kid got spanked. We polished off the pizza and by the end he was stealing sips from my whiskey too. I had grown up on Goldeneye, even though it was pretty old by the time I was old enough.

I tossed my controller into his lap and laughed at him. "Suck it, eight out of ten wins man, you're done."

"I don't get it!" He yelled, "I used to kill at this game."

"Ha-ha!" I laughed, pointing at him.

He crossed his arms and sulked, "Man, you're really good at this. I've never blown at a game this badly."

"Oh, good idea." I said pulling my thick red hair from my face before leaning over and kissing him, my hands on his cheeks.

He was surprised and it took him a few seconds to kiss me back but when he did it was very fun. His tongue played with mine excitedly and I started to breathe heavily. Without realizing it I reached down and felt his jeans. He was rock hard and the heat from it was radiating into my hand. He seemed nervous as I rubbed him.

I pulled out of the kiss, "Is this ok?"

"It feels great, I just don't usually do it when I first meet someone." He said, sounding even more nervous than he seemed.

"I don't either, it's just nice to feel a guy this hard for me."

He gave me a puzzled look, "You're a fit redhead who wouldn't be this hard for you?"

I rolled my eyes and let my fingers try and grab his shaft through the tight fabric. "Ask me another time, I'm having fun." I leaned in and kissed him again. He kissed me back enthusiastically. His hand slid down my exposed shoulder and his thumb played at my collarbone. I knew what he wanted to do but he was trying to be a nice guy. What a sweetheart. What a chicken.

I smiled into our kiss and put my hand over his pulling it inward across my chest. His hand came to rest over my breast, which wasn't as pronounced as I'd like, but it fit snugly in his palm. "It's ok, I love having them played with." I whispered before kissing him again.

His hand closed around it and he gave it several gentle squeezes moving his palm across and letting his thumb find my nipple. The feeling of being groped set my body on fire. I was starting to ache between my legs and could feel myself getting wet. Each pass of his thumb sent edges across my body and I felt my breath catch. I whimpered into the kiss and dragged my nails across his stubble.

"How about that blowjob?" I asked leaning out of the kiss and smirking.

"We just met, are you sure?" He asked, his voice unsteady.

I nodded, "I've never been more sure." I slid my hand off his jeans and pulled my hair back smiling at him. "I wore my sluttiest underwear today because I was planning on giving it to someone else and um, those plans fell through."

"So you're going to give me, a guy you just met, one."

"You're not just some guy I just met. You're the guy who made me laugh on one of the worst days I can remember." I stood up and patted the cushioned chair I'd been sitting in. "Come on."

"You're really, totally, completely sure?" He insisted.

I laughed at him, "Will you get over here! Yes." He stood up and sat in the chair I'd been sitting in. I pulled his knees apart and knelt between them shaking my head to be sure all of my messy, unkempt, unbrushed hair fell behind my shoulders before pushing on his stomach so he was reclined and running my whole hand over his shaft.

I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the jeans sliding the zipper down. I tugged on the pants but got nowhere. He lifted his hips and I tugged the pants down to his ankles where he kicked them off. He had started to pull down his boxers but I wagged a finger. "I want to do the unwrapping." I said playfully, sticking my fingers into the elastic and pulling it back.

His cock slapped him as I pulled the elastic back and he lifted up so I could pull the shorts down the rest of the way. It reached up his torso and I took it in my hand feeling how firm and hot it was, stroking slowly. I watched his face as I leaned over and dragged my tongue along the underside feeling it flex against me.

I wrapped my lips around it, lowering my mouth so that the soft tip grazed the roof and started to suck, using my mouth to tug up and down while my tongue stroked the soft underside. I bobbed steadily, pleasuring his cock and listening to him make noises of enjoyment.

He put his hand on my head, his fingers in my hair as I worked his shaft and tip, loving how it felt it my mouth. The pulsing cock against my tongue was making me ache and I could feel my underwear saturating.

I pulled my mouth off and dragged my tongue across him again before stroking with my hand. "Mm, giving head always makes me so wet."

"You're really good." He said in a foggy voice.

I kissed under his tip for several seconds before licking across the top. A faint, salty flavor spread across my tongue and I smiled, putting him back in my mouth and sucking again until I tasted it again, pulling my mouth away and letting fluid string off. I ran my finger over the tip and played in the precum before tasting it.

"You're something else."

"Head just gets me all excited." I said dutifully lapping at his shaft. "You could cum in my mouth; if you want, or on my face; " I said in a panting voice, "Or; " I hesitated, "You could lie down in whichever pile of clothes in clean and I could ride the rest out of you."

He blushed and looked at me, "I want to be a gentleman and wait but; "

I let a strap of my dress fall off my shoulder and bit my lip. "I don't want you to be a gentleman, I want you to fuck me in this gritty, wasted dress."

He sat up, "I'm not going to argue with that. But I kind of want to see these." He said pulling on the other strap.

I giggled and stood up pulling one strap over my arm and then the other and tugging the dress down so the top hung below my breasts. Underneath was my lace bra that pushed up my b-cups. I always try and it never helps. I went to unhook the bra and looked at him.

"I'm going to take this off but you can't laugh." I said firmly. He gave me a puzzled look.

"I may do a lot of things, but laughing won't be one of them." I said seriously.

I watched him with a side eye as I unhooked the bra and slowly pulled it off. I stared at him for several minutes before finally removing it and setting it on the floor. He stared at them for several seconds and got up.

He came over to me and crouched down putting his lip around one of my nipples and gently playing with it, sucking, and licking. I couldn't keep from moaning, my mouth hung open and each pass of his tongue caused hot pulsing between my legs. I struggled to stay standing holding his shoulders.

I patted his head and he stood up straight. I panted for breath and lifted my dress to pull my panties off. He put his finger under my chin before I could, looking at me.

"You have awesome tits. These," He said pointing, "Are the most fun I've had on campus yet."

It was my turn to blush. "Lay down, Romeo." I said through a weak laugh.

"Why not on the bed though?" He asked hooking his thumb.

"Because I want to fuck on something clean." I said flatly.

"Oh," He said awkwardly. "That's fair." He kicked the pile of clothes along side the bed and sat down on the flat spread until he was laid on his back. I lifted my dress and hooked my fingers into the thong and slid it down letting it fall to my ankles and stepping out. A clear string of fluid snapped off the inside and stuck to my leg. I'd hoped he hadn't seen but he did.

"Are you really that wet?" He asked sitting up.

"Yeah, I get wet like I've sprung a leak. I can wipe it up." I said not making eye contact.

"No way, show me what it feels like!" He insisted.

I felt my ears get hot. "Well, if you insist." I climbed over him, and knelt down straddling his hips. My lips touched his warm shaft, and I made a small noise. The noises quickly became difficult to control as I slid back and forth stroking his cock with my messy cunt lips. "Fuck; " I whimpered. The feeling of his shaft grazing my clit made my insides feel tight, the aching in my cunt was unbearable. His shaft coated with me quickly as my cunt continued to drain thick, hot, fluid and I couldn't wait anymore.

I lifted up and flared my hips, reaching back to put his tip at my opening and rocked onto it. I felt him sink into me, my cunt being pushed open as he slid in. I lowered as slowly as I could stand, feeling him protrude into me filling me with cock. I was crying and moaning at the sensation and as soon as my ass hit his legs I started to fuck.

I stroked his cock, bucking my hips back and forth, moaning loudly. My eyes were closed and I held his shoulders as my slick clit brushed his pelvis and the thick meat inside me slid against my walls.

"Oh fuck; " I moaned. My hair was tenting around my face and I could feel my whole body tensing. His face was red with focus like he was lost in the feeling of my body and trying to hold onto the sight of me. I felt his hand pull the hem of my dress up so he could feel my bare ass. I gritted my teeth through groans and gasps as he gripped it.

"Fuck that's so good." He said frantically.

"Fuck; your cock is so hard; " I was losing control, gripping his shirt in my fists as I fucked him wildly. "Fuck I'm so close already." I panted through gritted teeth. I was starting to sweat and the burning tension sent jolts of pleasure across my torso.

"Oh fuck I'm cumming!" I screamed into his face. My stomach seized and my hips shook as my whole body shuddered with the violent climax that burst across it. I moaned loudly pulling on his shirt until it started to fade.

The neck of his shirt was stretched, and I could feel how much slicker he was under me now. I leaned over and kissed him eagerly. He held my face behind the ears and kissed me back. I whimpered and moaned; his cock still buried in me.

"You came pretty hard," He said.

"I did, thank you." I said kissing his neck and rocking my hips again. "You can cum in me if you want. I like it, and I'm risk free." I panted into his ear, working my hips to stroke his cock. I hoped the clenching and throbbing of my cunt would help him along. I could have fucked him all day but what he had just put me through I wanted him to have as much fun as possible.

"Are, are you-" He started to ask. I put a finger to his mouth and giggled.

"I'm not sure, I'm begging for it. It's ok, let me empty you into me." I stroked him rhythmically, moaning from how sensitive I still was. I rode him, watching his lost face slowly twist into desperation, feeling his cock start to swell in me and his grip on my ass tighten.

"I'm really close," He gasped one hand on my hip, "If you want me to pull out do it; please."

I shook my head, "No way, I want it too bad. Fill me; " I panted.

He grabbed my neck suddenly and his nails dug into my ass. He groaned loudly and started to buck and squirm under me. I felt his cock burst and a hot sensation filled my abdomen into my cunt. I continued stroking his cock waiting for it to soften and the heat to fade but it pulsed for several more seconds and I felt cum start to leak out of me.

I started to laugh weakly as I sat up letting his spent cock fall out. My cunt drained cum onto his pelvis, legs, stomach, and clothes in a thick, white, stream that slowed to a dribble. I laughed again at the sight and feeling, running my fingers through it.

"Wow, you really came in me." I said, relishing the heat that I felt from it all.

He sat quickly, "Was I not supposed to!" He asked in a panic.

I laughed at him again, "Oh no, you definitely were. Umm there's so much."

"Please tell me this is fine." He asked again.

I pushed him back down and laid on top of him, the fabric of the dress feeling wet as it dropped into one of the streams of cum that was falling out of me. "Would you shut up? Yes, it's fine, Mr. Post-nut clarity. Now stop ruining the afterglow."

I laid on him for several minutes and worried he'd fallen asleep. His chest was warm against my cheek. Suddenly we both jumped as the dorm door opened and a guy stepped in. He stared at us, blinked twice, and then left.

"My roommate."

"I figured."

"This was fun." I said tapping his chest, "We should do it again."

"There's nothing I'd like to do more." He said happily.

"How about, more Goldeneye, then you fuck me this time." I asked looking up at him.

"Deal, but if I win, I get to nut on your face." He said touching my nose.

"You're on!" I paused, "what was your name again?"

Yeah, I really asked her to repeat her name. But in my defense, my brain was momentarily deprived of blood flow. And Liv needs to take some responsibility for where my blood was amassed.

Anyway, let’s move on to the first time Liv brought me to meet her family.

Visiting her family.

Liv and I went upstairs into the guest room after dinner with her family. She was wearing what she always wore, a colorful sundress. She was tall, nearly five-ten and very lean. I teased her by describing her as 'all elbows'. But teasing aside I love her slender profile, b cups and tight ass. She was the cutest. Despite her cute appearance and playful personality, she was insatiable. So badly that she almost never returned to her dorm at school, filling her time out of class with me.

We were free with our sexuality, we didn't use safe words, or bother with boundaries. Neither of us had ever crossed a line with the other and we felt close enough that we would know if we had.

She walked to the bathroom, but I put fingers into her thick, long, copper mane and grabbed. She laughed through the wince and turned around. "I have to pee." She said.

"I know," I replied, "I want to watch you dance."

"You're so weird," She said with a smile and kissed me. "But I need to discuss something with you, and I don't want to wait."

"Oh," I said confused, "Alright."

She went into the bathroom and was gone for several moments and then came back out. I had sat on the bed and she climbed into my lap.

"So," she said, I looked into her big brown eyes. "I may have volunteered you for a weird tradition."

"If I have to wear a bad sweater in a photo you're going to pay."

She shook her head. "I have a fetish you don't know about, and I want you to help."

"Name it." I said. She took a deep breath like she was nervous and ran fingers through her hair.

"You know I'm down for anything, what's up?"

She sighed. "I want you to fuck my sister."

I laughed uncomfortably, "No you don't."

She pushed my shoulders laying me back on the bed. "We call it the pass-back game, she's going to spend all weekend trying to seduce you, all you have to do is resist as long as possible. When you can't take it anymore, fuck her brains out."

"You're serious." I said, she leaned over me.

"I've wanted to do this since you came last year but was afraid it'd freak you out." She gave me a soft kiss, "You think she's hot, I know you do because you've told me. Plus, you totally checked her out at dinner."

"I did " She put a finger over my lips.

"You're supposed to, it's part of the game." She said, "I know you love me, and are totally faithful, but I'm begging you. This is a bucket-list fantasy for me."

"Fuck your sister." I repeated.

She nodded with a straight face.

"This isn't some weird test, you actually want this to happen?" She nodded again.

"Hold on until you can't take it anymore. Make her wear you down." She said breathily. She kissed my neck playfully, "Then take her hard and until you're empty."

"This is a really big thing to spring on me during my second only visit to your family's house." I said.

"I know," She said leaning forward, "But I hoped you'd play along anyway. For me?" She said with a pouty face.

"You want me to get seduced by your sister; for you." I asked skeptically.

She nodded.

"Alright," I said in resignation. "But you'll pay for this."

She pecked me on the lips. From down stairs we heard their mother call, "Movie's starting!"

"Come on." She said excitedly getting up.

"I'll meet you down stairs in a minute." I said.

"What's the hold up?" She asked, I looked down. She giggled turning red. "No one will notice, let's go."

"Well, I'm going to change into PJs anyway." I said.

"Ok, I'll save you a seat." She said twirling to leave. Outside she talked to someone I couldn't hear as I began changing. I had just sat down to pull my pants off my legs when Maggie, Liv's younger sister suddenly walked in.

The nineteen-year-old blonde was shorter than her sister, with the same slender build. Her hips were wider than Liv's and unlike Liv who was perennially pale, Maggie sported a healthy tan. For someone as petite as she was, her breasts seem to hang off her. They were too big for her chest and shoulders. She was barefoot, wearing just a spaghetti strap top and very tight, very short denim shorts.

"Hey Maggie," I said uncomfortably, standing in my boxers and polo shirt.

"Hey," she said back, "Nice underwear." I gave her a look. "I can't get my zipper down; can you help me?"

"Your zipper?" I asked quizzically.

She got very close to me, looking down, "Yeah, I squeezed my ass into these shorts and now the zipper is stuck." She lifted the hem of her top revealing her flat, bare stomach to show me the shorts.

"You can't be serious." I said flatly. "Get Liv or your mom to help."

"They aren't strong enough to get this, plus my mom would just laugh at me. She hates these shorts. Come on!" She begged.

"I guess." I said reaching toward her. But she moved, turning around and leaning toward me.

"Awesome!" She said, "You got this." Her back was to me, and her ass was pressed up against my lap and she held her hands out for me to work. I grabbed the button and forcibly pried it open. It was snuggly secured and took some leverage. I got the button opened and started on the zipper. I had to feel through the tight fabric on her lap to find the tab, sliding my fingers along the seam several times to find a way into the crease.

Her ass pushed into me firmly as I found the tab for the zipper. While I was feeling for it I thought I heard her gasp. I grabbed the tab in my fingers and started to pull. I tried moving away from her but she kept herself against me. I was fighting an erection as I struggled with the zipper. Her ass was firm and moving against me and I could see down her shirt and her big soft breasts pushing on her shirt.

I groaned internally, feeling myself rock hard against her. I had backed myself to the wall to stabilize myself and pushed as hard as I could with just my fingers. Finally, the zipper slid down the whole inch and a half of it. I pulled my hands away and sighed with relief. "There you go." I said.

"Thank you so much." She said, a little breath to her voice. I waited for her to move but she didn't, her ass still pushed into me. "Can I help you with anything?" She asked looking back at me with a smile, moving her hips.

"N no, I'm all set here." I said.

She raised an eyebrow. "Well, maybe I can return the favor later." She smiled and left. I stood in the room startled and confused until my erection went away then put on pants and went down stairs.

I found Liv on the couch under a blanket that was thrown across her knees and shoulders. She smiled big when she saw me and pulled the blanket back to let me in. I climbed in and got close as she gave me a soft kiss.

We had kissed for only a few seconds when we were interrupted by Maggie, wearing tank top that was at least a size too small and soffe shorts almost as short as the ones I had just helped her out of.

"Are we doing PDA?" Maggie asked, "Is this seat taken?" and dropped into my lap.

"Whoa, Maggie." I said startled. She wasn't heavy, but it was surprising.

"Ignore her," Liv said pulling me back into the kiss. Her eyes closed kissing me gently. Maggie began to move in my lap subtly. Kissing Liv can excite me on its own, but having Maggie's ass wiggling in my lap made it worse. I was rock hard again in seconds, and Maggie made sure I was aware that she noticed.

I tried to pull out of the kiss to ask Maggie to move, but Liv put a hand on my cheek, kissing me more firmly. I was so hard I could feel my boxers dabbing drops of fluid as Maggie squirmed quietly in my lap. There were footsteps at the stair case, and Maggie practically rolled to the other side of the couch.

Liv broke the kiss and touched her nose to mine, "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too." I said back, still feeling lost.

"Maybe when Maggie grows up she can be in love too." Liv shot across the couch.

Their mother Diane came in, "Liv be nice to Maggie." Liv rolled her eyes. "Ready to start?"

"What are we watching?" I asked.

"Ugh," Maggie groaned, "Ever since mom and dad split its probably some lame rom-com."

"Maggie!" Liv scolded.

"No, she's right." Diane said. "It is a rom com." Diane moved the big chair outward to face the tv and sat down fiddling with the remote while Maggie got up and turned off the lights. The movie started, and we sat and watched.

Under the blanket, Liv threw her legs over my lap and laid on my shoulder. Under the blanket I felt the underside of her leg with my fingertips sliding up the back of her thigh. She gave me a sharp look. I ran the hand farther up under her dress and her eyes got wide and she looked at her mom and then back at me.

I teased her thigh with my fingers moving them up and down her lean thigh, watching her face. My hand slid between her legs and felt her panties, which were soaking wet. I ran my finger through her folds, soaking my finger in the wet fabric. She pushed her face into my shoulder and cried quietly.

I teased her, toying with her clit, rubbing and playing. Her eyes were heavy, and she was struggling to control her breathing. I moved the panties and ran my finger across her bare cunt. She covered her face with the blanket and gasped into her hand.

I slid my finger into her cunt and pulled it in and out. She grabbed my neck, pulling me closer as she tried to hide and stifle her moans. Her face was tented by her red hair as she panted against me. I fingered her faster, watching her delicate body respond and her sweet face struggle for control. I rubbed above her clit with my thumb as I fingered her and she started to shake, her cunt squeezing my finger.

She buried her face in the blanket, then my shoulder and quaked against me as orgasm rushed through her. When she came down, she looked at me with a submissive face before giving me an eager kiss. Her hands reached under her legs and felt my cock, which was achingly hard.

I shook my head at her. She nodded, untying the draw string on my pajamas under the blanket. "It's too messy." I whispered in her ear. She smiled back, pulling the waist down and grabbing my exposed shaft. I was slick from how erect I had been for so long and she pumped my cock aggressively, now her watching my face.

I shook my head insistently, my face already showing desperation as she stroked me. She smiled excitedly back, feeling my shaft pulse in her hand. Her other hand moved under the blanket. I didn't have to tell her, she knew how fast I'd be.

I took a hard breath and she leaned in close putting her face to mine as my cock seized shooting cum against the hand she had above it in a long series of bursts. She milked me through the orgasm, cum leaking down my shaft after eruption. She pulled the messy hand out of the blanket and licked cum off it with a smile, then used the hem of her dress to wipe off my shaft.

"I'll be right back," She said, "I have to use the restroom. She got up and walked out of the room. I studied Maggie and Diane, neither seemed to know or have noticed a thing. Liv came back and snuggled with me again until the movie was over.

They chatted about it for a few minutes, then I announced my attention to shower, and Liv that she was going to turn in and we all broke for the evening. When we got to the room Liv and I laughed about our rotten behavior during the movie.

She leaned against me, leaning against the wall and gave me a long kiss. I held her sides as we kissed. She pulled away and said, "Pull the string, so I can get this dress off." She turned around showing me the string in the back. I pulled, and it came free the dress slacking across her lean frame. She wiggled slightly giving the garment a tug and it slowly slid from her shoulders and hips to the floor.

Once her delicate frame was exposed to just her bra and panties she leaned back moving her ass against me playfully. Maggie had done the same thing and I wondered if it was them or me. "Play with me." She said in a childish voice.

"I intend to," I said feeling her flat stomach, "but can I shower first?" I asked.

She shook her head throwing long red hair across her shoulders, "No, fuck me dirty." She reached down and pulled her panties off, sliding them over her ass and letting them fall. I thumbed at her bra hook and undid it watching the straps fall forward. She had reached back to pull my pajama pants down, struggling to get them around my erection.

Sisterly Traditions

I reached around her slipping my fingers between her legs and feeling her cunt. She was soaking wet and cried quietly, flinching as my fingers slid across her. Her ass moved against me and I leaned into her ear while my finger teased her. She had let the bra fall off and squirmed helplessly. "I know you made me leave Maggie in my lap." I said softly.

She didn't respond, gasping quietly. I ran a hand up her side and felt her breast, feeling it fit snuggly in my hand. She panted loudly, her cunt was dripping down my knuckle. "You did, didn't you?" I persisted.

She nodded hesitantly, "I peeked during the kiss and saw her moving." She said breathlessly. "I wanted to watch." She said before leaning back and kissing me, moaning in her throat as I slid a finger into her cunt. I fingered her slowly through the kiss and she had to break away to moan out loud. She moved away from me and pulled my hand leading me to the bed.

She climbed onto the bed and I rolled her onto her back, pulling her to the end. I got on my knees and opened her long legs wide. I kissed down her thigh slowly and she squirmed with soft breaths. My mouth made it to her pink, leaking cunt and tickled her folds with the tip of my tongue.

She cried quietly, covering her mouth as her whole body squirmed on the sheets. I held her moving hips running my tongue against her ceaselessly. My tongue played in the excessive wetness that ran from her cunt, licking it from her ass and folds.

She started to jerk, and her moans lost voice as orgasm started to race across her body. With no warning to me, her stomach clenched, and her legs curled up and she moaned loudly into her hand seizing for several seconds as she came.

She caught her breath and I watched as she recovered running a hand over her stomach and chest. She raked thick red hair from her face and sat up on her elbows. "Holy crap; " She panted. She sat all the way up and kissed me. Her soft toes felt my shaft while we kissed and she tugged wanting me on the bed.

"Take your shirt off," she breathed. I did tugging it over my head. As soon as it was in my hand she grabbed my neck and pulled on me.

"Fuck me; fuck me, please; " She panted. I didn't need to be asked twice, I adjusted her on the bed, her legs up and around my torso, holding me with her knees, and her hands clasped behind my neck. I pushed my cock against her hip, she was so wet and slick I didn't have to adjust much to press into her cunt and start to slide in. She moaned desperately trying to keep her voice down.

I slid my cock in and out of her gripping cunt, watching her sweet face twist with intense pleasure, her petite breasts shaking with each thrust. I ran a hand up her stomach and grabbed a breast, being sure to squeeze her pink nipple firmly. She moaned into her hand before taking my wrist and pulling my hand to her neck.

I leaned slowly on her throat choking her gradually. My cock made loud wet sounds as it drove into her and I gripped her neck pushing into the mattress. Her face flushed turning pink and her moans were labored through being choked. I eased off her neck still pounding her insides and she held my hand to her face kissing my palm.

I slid my cock out and it slapped thick, glossy wetness across her stomach and leg as I did. Her face fought for breath while trying to pout. I tapped her hips and she rolled onto her stomach raising up on her knees. I slapped her ass with a loud pop and she whimpered approvingly before I hit her again. I pushed my cock back into her, having to push harder because of how tight this position made her.

She cried into the pillow forcefully, spreading her legs to accommodate me as I started fucking her again. She groaned through gritted teeth as I grabbed a fist full of thick hair at the scalp and yanked. "Fuck yes, fuck me; ahh; " I hammered her aggressively, balls slapping her stomach and she moaned into the sheets. I grabbed her hair again, yanking firmly. She squealed, heaving for breath, "I'm cumming; I'm cumming; "

She shoulders shuddered and she moaned hard wailing into her palm as her cunt clamped down on my cock fluttering as climax ripped through her again. I slowed my pace as she came down, gulping for air, hand still over her mouth. She shook her head slowly, "Not yet,"

She rocked back and forth stroking my cock with her cunt slowly. She watched my face with delight, as I put a hand on her ass and watched her slowly milk my cock. "You can't handle a slow fuck." She said quietly, still breathing.

She was so tight I could feel every inch of me being slowly squeezed, as she slid back and forth. I watched her body move, my cock disappearing under her ass. She spread her legs wider squeezing me more firmly as she stroked me deliberately. "Come on, come on baby, give me what I want." She said playfully.

She sped up slightly making quiet sounds as she took me into her tender, abused cunt. It wasn't long before I felt myself getting close. I didn't have to say anything, she knew and kept her pace steady, until I groaned loudly, unable to breathe as my cock exploded into her dumping thick burst after burst. She cooed with satisfaction and giggles until I fell out of her, cum leaking out quickly behind me.

She raised up on her knees and leaned back into me kissing me with her head turned. She ignored the strings of cum that fell out of her steadily as we kissed. "I know you can't resist watching my ass." She said quietly. I felt her wet cheek and she smiled.

"Do you want to clean up?" I asked. She shook her head.

"I waited all day to be full of you." She said giving me a kiss. "If I hadn't gotten another load earlier tonight, I'd want seconds." She said giggling.

"Well, don't be pessimistic, I can give you those seconds." I said.

"Maybe in the morning," She said, "It's been a long day."

Bed didn't take long to follow, and true to her word, Liv, let my spunk leak into her panties all night.

I woke up slowly the next morning with morning-wood stabbing into the mattress. I rolled over carefully, hearing the shower start. Liv must have just gotten up. Suddenly the bedroom door opened and closed, and I tried to flatten my aching erection under the covers.

Maggie strolled into the room, her little body wrapped in a towel. She turned and looked at me and smiled. "Good morning."

"Hey," I said awkwardly, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to borrow Liv's robe." She said, walking toward me, and sat on the bed. She was so close, and I was still fighting my erection under the covers.

"I'm sure she won't mind." I said uncomfortably.

"She never does, she shares everything with me." She said quietly picking up a corner of the covers and pulling it back.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I said loudly trying to grab the covers. I pulled them back over me but that was a half solution. She giggled and bit her lip grabbing my hard shaft that poked up tenting the covers. She stroked me through the covers, eyes bright when she felt how hard it was.

"Don't worry," Maggie said with a smirk, stroking me softly through the blanket, "It's like I said, we share everything." My aching cock strained against her small hands and she leaned over kissing me softly. As her tongue felt mine between our lips, she pulled the covers back exposing me and running her soft fingers over my shaft. Her slight touch teased my agonizingly hard cock before taking it in her grip and stroking it.

She parted from the kiss and smiled at me, "You're so hard, think I can make you cum before she gets out?"

I shook my head trying to ignore how soft her hands were, trying not to look at her cleavage the towel was snuggly wrapped around. She noticed my eyes anyway and giggled. "Wanna see them?"

"No n no." I said unsteadily, trying to focus on anything but the cute blonde tugging on my cock. She ignored me, pulling on the towel, and letting it fall off her. Her full breasts fell free of the tight wrap and burst off her chest. She pulled her lean, naked, body on the bed and bent over. Her blonde head moved down, and she stuck her ass in the air.

She giggled again and ran her pink tongue across my shaft. "Liv says you love getting head."

I tried to squirm back, "I do, but from her and that's really personal." I said panicking. Her green eyes glittered deviously as she wrapped her lips around my shaft and started to tug. Her soft, warm, mouth bobbed on my shaft. She sucked gently but hungrily, her breasts moving with the effort. I panted quietly, watching the little blonde work my shaft with her lips and tongue while I tried to keep control.

She slid her mouth off slowly and smiled at me, "I think you like it." She mocked, leaning down and tickling my tip with her tongue. "Wanna see how far I can take it?"

I shook my head, "No, you have to stop she could get out any second."

She snickered at the comment, "Think she'd join us or cry?" She asked before wrapping her mouth around me and sucking again. She slid her lips down until her throat seized and her torso flexed as she gagged loudly pulling up to resume sucking, drool running down my shaft. She panted breathlessly bobbing up and down quickly.

"Be quiet!" I hissed in a harsh whisper, "Someone will hear!"

She made a sensual whimper and interrupted herself, "I hope someone hears me choking on your cock." Before plunging me back into her mouth and down her throat forcing gagging and heaving sounds from her.

I put a hand to her head and panted, "Please, I can't.."

She laughed, pulling her mouth away stroking me with her hand, "You're going to, don't hold back."

"Please; " I strained, she leaned forward as my cock suddenly erupted shooting thick ropes of cum that splattered across her breasts and stomach. She stroked me through the climax, milking my cock, licking cum off her fingers, and then cleaning my shaft with her mouth.

She gave a satisfied laugh, feeling the cum that covered her breasts, "I'm such a slut." She leaned in and kissed me softly before standing up, biting her lip. She wrapped the towel around her chest and fixed it in place. "Think she'll notice all the cum on her robe?" She leaned over me again with a rotten expression, "Or maybe that your cock has already been drained?" She smirked and walked to the bathroom.

She shot me a devilish smile as she closed the door behind her. Once alone again, I swore and climbed out of bed, before climbing back in having no idea what to do with myself. I ended up laying there silently hating how much I enjoyed what had just happened.

Moments later the door opened, and Maggie exited, wearing the short, pink, robe tied around her small waist. It hugged her chest tightly and I could see cum still catching light on her cleavage. She leaned on the foot of the bed, "Try not to think about me." She smiled and left.

Liv was in the shower for almost another full ten minutes after Maggie left. I even dozed slightly until I heard the water cut off. There was silence for another long period before the door opened, and she emerged running fingers through wet, stringy, hair with a towel wrapped around her chest just like her sister had done.

Her slender frame walked across the room to the bed. "You're awake." She said excitedly.

"And waiting on you," I said.

She climbed onto the bed still wrapped in the wet towel. "Did Maggie behave when she was in here?"

"Of course not." I said flatly. She smirked and leaned in to kiss me.

"Good." She said before her lips met mine. Her kiss was hot, and sensual; I had worried that I would struggle to get hard again after Maggie but feeling Liv's body against mine made it immediate.

She grabbed my cock and stroked it while she kissed me, panting aggressively. "I hope you were this hard looking at that slut in her towel." She stroked me quickly, breathlessly kissing.

"Well I " I started to say but she put a hand over my mouth and straddled me. Her bare cunt was soaking wet, her lips dragged along my shaft leaving it slick with each move of her hips. She panted at the feeling. She made quiet moans grinding on me. I tried to reply,

"I'm not really sure " She interrupted with a finger over my lips and another whimper.

"Ugh, I hate her flaunting her fucking body like that." She said through high squeals and moans. Her cunt was so wet it dripped off my shaft and onto my waist. Her nipples poked through the towel and she shuddered slightly on top of me. "You could almost see her ass under the towel."

She leaned forward and pushed her cunt back on my cock which slid in easily. She used force to push me into her tight cunt that dripped as she eased me deeper and deeper into her. She started to ride, sliding my cock in and out of her narrow body, her hair hung in wet threads around her face that was hanging open in moans.

She rode my cock as quickly as she could, her flat body heaving for breath with the effort as she shoved me into her cunt hard. She shoved her hips against mine and rocked quickly, covering her mouth, "I'm gonna cum; "

She shook, holding her hand to mouth to cover her moans as orgasm raked across her, nearly shaking the towel free. She was so wet after cumming her cunt and legs streaked slickness across me with audible sounds. My cock had a white ring of cream around the base and her small breasts still clung to the now loose towel.

She gasped heavily for air, her hips not slowing down. She leaned forward and the towel fell off her shoulders and onto me making me move it. She was completely lost, her breasts bobbing with the movement of her hips, her redhair a mess across her shoulders and face.

"I cant't " She cried losing control, "I can't stop thinking about you looking at her, trying your best not to let yourself get hard, Fuck!" She panted, "Please tell me you looked." She said desperately. "I'm cumming again; " She cried. She shook quietly, whimpering into her hand. I put my hand to her stomach and felt the orgasm race through her a second time before moving her off. She knew what I wanted and rolled onto her elbows and knees.

On her knees, legs spread open, her pink cunt was a creamy mess. Grool made strings clinging to her legs which were smeared and slick. I slid my cock across her wet folds before pushing in. She cried, gripping the sheets as I started to saw my cock in and out of her.

Picking up rhythm I started pounding my cock into her, smashing against her ass. I spanked her and felt her tight cunt clench. She squealed and I spanked her again. "Shit, babe." I groaned. Suddenly she pulled away from and turned around putting her tongue under my shaft and licking me.

"Cum on me; " she panted, she licked and sucked my cock for just a few seconds before I erupted. She held my cock pointed at her cute face as cum burst across it in thick ropes. She stroked me gently letting it blast her and leak across her nose and cheeks. She licked my shaft and sucked the tip making me groan loudly as she tried to work out every drop.

I pulled her face up and kissed her gently. As she pulled away wiping cum away from her eye I asked, "Wanna hang out for round two?" She laughed.

"We should've done this before I showered." She said. "I have to get ready for breakfast."

She re-cleaned up and I got dressed. Back downstairs we resumed our best behavior, or so I thought. I had expected the parents to join us but they had gone out to run holiday errands leaving me alone with the sisters. Even still, mercifully, neither did anything since I'd already emptied twice that morning. And don't misunderstand, Maggie wore a spaghetti strap top that hid nothing, and shorts as tight and scant.

We did standard holiday stuff setting up the tree and picking up, Liv and I even did some shopping. When we got back we were sitting on the couch and I impulsively asked her a question.

"Has Maggie always been; how do I say this?" I said hesitantly.

"Slutty?" Liv said.

"Not what I was going to say but sure."

"She's been 19 for half a year now; check this out." Liv said opening her phone. She handed it to me and I scrolled through. It was a reddit user page and full of pictures of Maggie. Naked, posing sexually, several of her engaged in sexual acts, or splattered with cum ect.

"Holy crap." I said. Liv nodded.

"She's been on all the nude threads on Reddit since she turned 18." She explained.

"Wow." I said scrolling through the pictures. As I looked I noticed Liv became quiet and moved closer. I handed her back the phone. "I get the idea." I said.

"Some of them are really bad," She said keeping the screen open. "Watch this gif," she said hitting the link. The gif had sound; it was a minute and twenty-second-long gif of Maggie getting fucked from behind until the guy came all over her ass.

"She's like you, her favorite part is bringing guys to orgasm." Liv draped a leg over mine and opened another link, a video of Maggie laughing cutely while on her knees being filmed. She took a cock into her mouth and bobbed enthusiastically for several long moments until there was an audible groan, and she pulled her mouth off and let the cum shoot across her nose and chin.

"I think I get it." I said again, she ignored me and pulled up another video. Maggie was on her hands and knees taking it doggy style and whimpering 'fuck me daddy, please, don't fucking stop.' I tried to shift to avoid my swelling shaft from touching my pants, but it didn't work. Liv noticed and smiled, pulling up another video.

"How many does she have?" I asked.

The video was Maggie on top in an oversized shirt riding on top and moaning, pulling the shirt up to expose her breasts. My cock was now pressed against my pants

"Are you trying to get me off to your sister's amateur porn?" I asked as the video ended.

She put a finger to her lips and shushed me. "Pick one."

"You can't be serious." I said. She gave me a look and handed me the phone. I took it, still looking into her brown eyes. "You know, if you're this into this, why not just invite her to a threesome. Then you could watch your fantasy straight out?"

"It's way more complicated than that." She said with a devious smirk and pointed at the phone. I scrolled through the pages of slutty content while Liv watched me and whispered.

"Pick one where you can watch her ass. I know how much you love it." I tried to find something different to spite her but ended up opening a video of her holding her mouth to stay quiet while getting fucked in a dressing room. My cock raged in my pants, straining, as I watched the blonde on screen whimpering quietly.

She felt my tip through my pants with a delicate finger and I looked over at her. "No, no." she scolded. You keep watching." She said rubbing me through my pants. Suddenly we heard steps on the stairs and Maggie came into the living room. I startled at how fast she came in and expected Liv to stop touching me, but she didn't confident what she was doing was hidden under her leg and the skirt draped over it.

"What are y'all up to?" She asked coming over. I handed the phone to Liv.

"Just watching stuff online." Liv said.

"Anything good? Whatcha watching?" Maggie asked. Liv hesitated to answer, and Maggie raised an eyebrow. "So, porn." She said. Liv turned bright red.

Maggie looked at us both. "Can I join? Or is this a couple's event?"

Liv waved her over and moved her leg away from me. I expected her to sit on the other side of Liv, but she didn't. In fact, she didn't even sit on the other side of me she sat right on me in my lap. I waited for Liv to protest but she didn't. She ignored the fact that her sister was pushing up against me. Instead she said,

"You can sit there but we've been watching for a bit and it may be a splash zone." I stared at Liv who deliberately didn't look at me. "Now I know the risks." Maggie said with a smirk. Liv pulled up a video and Maggie leaned forward so I could watch over her shoulder. Her back was arched, and her ass stuck out.

We watched the video in silence. Liv leaned away from me to see the phone she was holding, Maggie bent over in my lap, her hips moving against me with excitement. To see the screen, I had to lean into her, pushing my stiff cock into her very protruding ass which wiggled against me.

"Fuck", Maggie swore as the video ended, "I'm so horny now."

Liv gave me a long look. I looked back and gestured for us to leave. She leaned in and gave me a soft kiss behind Maggie. As she leaned away from me, she smiled then reached up and pulled Maggie's hair.

As Liv yanked back on Maggie's curls, Maggie gave an aggressive groan and pulled against Liv's grip.

"Umm, your boy is not helping you at all." Maggie said, leaning forward and grinding on my lap.

"I don't think he's trying to help me." Liv said watching my helpless expression. She leaned across me and I looked into her face. "No, don't." I whispered. She ignored me and slapped Maggie's ass

Maggie looked back at me biting her lip, "He's so bad. He's going to make this a splash zone." She pushed against me and grinded on me. She turned back around and said in a sensual voice, "Hit me again, daddy."

Liv leaned into my ear and whispered, "Hit her again daddy." Then spanked her sister. Maggie groaned in satisfaction and rubbed faster.

"I think your boyfriend wants to glaze my cake." Maggie said breathlessly.

"I don't think you're helping." Liv said flatly.

"Umm" Maggie giggled, "Beg to differ."

I looked at Liv who was red in the face and shook my head no, asking for help. She smiled and nodded.

I put my hands on Maggie's waist, senselessly trying to tell her to stop, right before my cock burst in my pants. I groaned loudly feeling the heat and tension of orgasm stream through me as cum spurted out in gob after gob. I laid still panting and Maggie stood up, flipping hair over her shoulder.

"You're welcome." She said with a chirp of satisfaction. She winked at Liv who made a show of rolling her eyes as Maggie left, a big, wet, spot on her shorts as she went up the stairs.

I looked at Liv, "That was low."

She didn't answer and instead gave me a long, hot kiss. "I'd fuck you right here, but I know how spent you are." She said the ends of her mouth curling.

The remainder of the night was entirely mundane. I don't know if Liv knew about what happened with Maggie that morning or not, but she seemed to sense my fatigue. I showered and cleaned up after alone, nothing at dinner and Liv and I were in bed at a normal time.

Before we said good night, she told me that tomorrow was going to be the most intense day yet. I didn't know if she wanted me to be excited or concerned, and she didn't wait for me to ask.

To be continued in part 2, By Dragon Lair Reads for Literotica.

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Mafia AU - Bokuto x fem!reader

Chapter 7 - take you home

Chapter 6 - Unexpected Events ; Index ; masterlist

warnings: mentions of death and blood

Wednesday, 4 pm

Ushijima gets out of the car and you wait for him to open your door, when he does he stretches out his arm and you gladly place your hand in his, letting him help you getting out of his car. It’s just not the easiest and most elegant thing to get out of a low sports car, with high heels and a short slip dress on. He places his arm around your waist and gives the keys too the boy, who’s already waiting excitedly to drive this car to the parking lot. The doors open and you walk in the casino. Your golden dress perfectly illuminated by all the golden lights shining from the wall. You look up to Ushijima on your right. On his face all those lights dance, showing off his cheekbones, his strong jaw and the form of his lips. He turns his face to look at you, his eyes sparkling in the lights. “You’re good?” He smiles gently. You nod your head in response and his grip on your waist gets tighter. “Then let’s do this.”

Both of your heads are held up high as you walk through the halls, filled with poker tables, black jack tables, roulette tables etc. You feel some starring at you, but they are quick to move their eyes back to their cards as soon as either you or Ushijima shoot them a look. At the end of the hall you already see the elevator, which is guarded by two men, you are sure of caring more than one gun. As you come closer they already pressed a button and the door of the elevator opens. Stepping inside you take a deep breath. You shouldn’t be nervous. The boss loves you, he thinks of you as a daughter - so there is no need to be nervous. You haven't done anything wrong … it’s not that you caught feelings for one of their opponents. You lean your face against Ushijimas chest and sigh. His arms wraps around your body and he rests his head on yours. “What's up Y/n. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours.” He asks. The elevator starts moving. “I’m - I’m just confused.” You sigh again, yet before he could ask you anything more, the doors open and reveal a hallway. The floor is covered in a red carpet, the walls are dark oak wood, just like the doors. There’re two more guards at the door on the end of the hallway. “They’re waiting for you.” One of them says and opens the door.

“Ahhhh Ushijima, Y/N !” Suzaku greets you as you step inside the big room. He was sitting at the lounging are together with Kageyama. They both get up, hugging the two of you and you four sit down. You and Ushijima sink down at the black leather couch, Kageyama sits on a big black leather ear-chair while Suzaku sits down across form you at the second couch.

“I’m sorry it took so long, … I couldn’t decide what to wear.” You chuckle and fiddle with the hem of your dress. “You’re looking as beautiful as ever and the dress fits you perfectly.” He smiles gently. “About the Jackals. What should we do now.” Kageyama blunts out. Straight back to the important stuff, you think and smile to yourself.

“Now, now, now…. There’s no need to sound so harsh.” Sazuka smiles, “Y/N’s cover isn’t really blown up, it actually got better since we now don’t need to worry about them finding out her connection to us.” His smile turns more and more evil. His gaze now lays on you. Your body stiffens and you move closer to Ushijima, leaning your head against his shoulders. His arm instantly moves around your shoulder as he pulls you closer to him, giving you the comfort you need right now. “So what should I do now?” You ask and look directly in Sazukas eyes.

“Well… let's mess a bit more with this one guy shall we? Make him trust you, telling you all his secrets, taking you to their business dinners … - Make him fall in love with you.” You just smile at him, trying not to show any emotions. Kageyama laughs as he says “Well, that shouldn’t be so hard for her, he’s already head over heels.”

Hoshiumi steps forward form where he stood all the time. “Our only problem should be Ushijima here. You’re able to see her in another’s mans arms?” He smirks and looks at Ushijima, a playful smirk on his lips. “Why should I worry about that?” He shrugs, “She’s mine after all.” He leans down and gently kisses your forehead. “Right baby?” He looks down at you. “Yes.” You reply and smile. His words warm up your heart as your smile gets even bigger. Yes you are his. He just told everyone. You haven’t imagined him getting more soft around you, showing you glimpse of his true self. You are his.

Yet. Can you do this to him? To Bokuto? Who trusts you with every cell of his body? Who wouldn’t even thought of you betraying him? Can you just play with him? Play with him as if he’s just a toy, you throw away when you have enough of it?

Well… yes. You are supposed to do it. You simply have to keep up your walls again.

Even when he looks at you with those big, soft golden eyes.

Hoshiumi holds a glass, filled with whiskey and ice cubs, in front of your face. Thanking him, you take it and take it sip. That is exactly what you need right now. You sigh and lean your head back, as you feel the burning liquid running down your throat.

“Let’s stop with the business talk and let’s have some fun, shall we?” Hoshiumi suggests and looks over at Sazuka.

“Yes, you can go downstairs and have some fun, I have to take care of somethings.” He chuckles gently and waves his hand, excusing them.

Wednesday 9:15 pm

Your head spins as you walk back into the casino. Your heels clicker while you walk over the marble floor, back to your group of friends. “Hey, you’ll be my good luck charm now.” A random man says, grabbing your wrist and pulls you onto his lap. One of his arm creeps around your waist as he gives you a sloppy kiss on your shoulder. You shudder, disgusted by the feeling of his lips on your skin. His hand, which was grabbing your waist moves downwards, now resting on your thigh. “Now, when you’re doing your job and I’ll win, you can get your reward afterwards.” He presses you closer against himself, bucking his hips up so you’ll be able to feel his half erected dick underneath you. You shiver at the thought of what he’s probably thinking right now. Feeling your shiver, he quickly adds :” Don’t worry baby, I know how to treat my girl right.”

Before you could answer you hear he deep, raspy voice of the only man you want to be near right now.

“Well, too bad she is mine.” He growls.

The other guy practically jumps out of his seat, dropping you off of him. Before you can fall though, you’re already wrapped up in Ushijima’s arms, pressed against his chest. You sigh in relief and nuzzle your face on him, inhaling his wooden sentence.

He presses a kiss against your temple and leans down to whisper in your ear: “Are you okay my love?” You shake your head in response. “What did he do to you?” He gently asks, while his hands rubs your back. You couldn't really talk, yet for him your silence says more than words could ever say. His whole aura changes as he looks back at the other guy.

He nods to the two guys in the back and they immediately walk towards you all, standing right beside the man, grabbing his arms, walking him outside of the casino.

Ushijima wraps both of his arms around your body and pulls you closer. His chin rests on your head, while your hands grab his shirt. “I’m so sorry my love, I should have helped you sooner. Just the thought of this man touching you. Don’t worry, I make sure to make him pay for it.” He whispers the last words into your soft hair and pulls away. “Wait here love, I come back in a few.” He leans down and kisses you gently.

You sigh and make your way over to Kageyama and Hoshiumi. “Yoo where’s Ushijima?” Hoshiumi asks.

“Away, taking care of a problem…” you roll your eyes and plop down on the couch, taking Hoshiumis glass out of his hand, emptying it in one sip.

“Ah. A problem.” Kageyama states.

Ushijima walks out of the Casino towards the nearby storage house. He opens the door, guarded by the two man who dragged this guy out a few minutes ago and his eyes fall onto the guy.

He leans against a post his arms wrapped around it, fixed with some cable ties.

Ushijima narrows his eyes, closes the door and takes a few steps forward, towing over him.

“Heyyy… My mannnn, it’s not what it looked like. If I knew she was your’s I would NEVER done that-“ he tries to defend himself, but Ushijima cuts him off with a hit on his face. “Even if she hasn’t had anyone - you still have no right do disrespect neither her nor any woman.” He underlines his words with another hit, making the guy spit out some blood.

“Yet you touched her. You touched my girl, my love.” He swings his arm back and it crashes with the jaw of the man.

“And. I. Don’t. Like. Anyone. Else. Touch. Her.” With every word his fist collides with the mans face again and again. Every time it seems to be even harder and harder.

“I don’t want you, nor this fucking owl to touch her.” Ushijima cuts the cable ties open and the man falls onto his knees. Ushijima grabs his collar and drags him up, just to beat him over and over again, until he’s sitting onto of him, merciless destroying the mans face.

“Just the simple thought of him, laying in her bed, holding her, even kissing her.” His voice breaks and his vision gets blurry. The face of the men under Ushijima now mixed up with Bokutos. Ushijima grits his teeth and throws punch after punch. The jaw and cheekbone of the man long broken, yet he goes on and on and on.

Ushijima doesn't hear the door open again. He’s too caught up with letting out all of the anger he’s holding in for the past days. Seeing you with Bokuto, smiling, being all happy, even kissing him. His hits get even harder now since the image of you and Bokuto kissing is manifested in his mind.

“Toshi?” A soft voice calls out and he feels a hand on his shoulder. He snaps out of his trance and looks behind him. His eyes meet your ( eye-color ) ones and he he blinks a few times.

“Toshi, it’s enough, he’s dead.” Your voice is barley a whisper. Ushijima looks down at the men. You’re right. He’s dead. He killed him.

“Take off your shirt” You smile at him and walk over to the sink , grabbing a towel and wetting it.

Ushijima drops his shirt on the ground and looks down on him - his knuckles are cut open and bloody and his shirt has blood all over it.

“Here” you softly say, standing on your tip toes and begin to softly wipe away the blood on his face. After that you take his hands in your small ones and look up at him with glassy eyes. “Toshi, you know I hate it when you get hurt. Please think more of yourself. What am I supposed to do when you’re not here anymore.” You feel small hot tears run down your cheeks and you throw yourself in Ushijima’s arms, holing onto him as if your life depends on it. The alcohol in your blood and the dead men infront of you, forcing you to think of the day you see Ushijima’s lifeless body in front of you. “Don’t you ever leave me.” You snob.

“I won’t leave you Y/N.” He gently grabs your face and whips away the tears. “Never.” He kisses your lips passionately.

You stay like this for a while, until you begin to shiver. “Let’s get you home.” He smiles and stocks your hair. Ushijima grabs his Blazer and puts it on, while walking out of the house towards his car. Opening the door, he helps you get in and quick starts the car, driving off into the night.

You lean your head against the window, closing your eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Two strong arms, pull you out of your dreams.’

You look up at Ushijimas soft expression. “I’m sorry love, I didn’t wanted to wake you up.” He whispers and closes the front door.

You look around yourself. This isn’t your apartment.

“Toshi.. where are we?” You mumble, thinking it’s one of the save houses again.

“We’re at my place, I thought it’s about time to finally take you home, where you belong.” He whispers and shyly looks down at you.

You smile brightly and cuddle closer to him, melting in his arms.

Yes. You’re home.

You’re home in his arms.

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