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It’s been a few months since you broke up with Han Maru.
You can still remember the day it happened like it was yesterday; Both of you sitting at dinner with your parents, happy, hopeful, your hand squeezing his under the shelter of your dining table. That hope died the second your mother opened her mouth, each jab she let out about Maru not having a job yet, releasing more and more tension into the air.
You tried to defend him, screamed for so long you could barely speak for the next few days after that. Maru never spoke up once that night, the sweat rolling across his back enough to drench the carpet below him. He ended things a few days later, said your mother was right, that you deserved someone who already had their life together. He didn’t listen to a word you said, walking away from your fervent cries and complaints.
Against his wishes, you still tried to keep in contact with him, sending him stupid messages and pictures every day just like you had when you were dating. Maru resisted at first, replying to your texts with playfully angry messages, promising to block you even though he never did. The two of you kept talking like that, the excuse of you just being friends straining with every text you sent. Recently, it was hard not to notice the decline in his texts, each one you sent only getting a reply by the next day.
Your friends wouldn’t stop teasing you; Gossiping loud enough for you to hear every time you opened up your empty phone, already cackling the minute you brought him up. One of them eventually got tired of your sad girl shit, pulling you aside one night in your room. She whispered conspiratorially in your ear, giving you ideas you were previously pretending to be too mature to consider.
Technically, you hadn’t gotten all of your things from Maru’s place; A few hair ties, old hoodies, and a bunch of socks were probably still lying all over his floor. You never raised a fuss about those things because you barely needed them, and a small part of you thought of it as leaving a little something for him if he ever missed you. Now, if you really wanted to see him so bad, you could go there under the guise of wanting your things back.
That’s what you keep saying to yourself as you stand in front of his apartment, glaring up at the tall, pristine white building. It had to have been a new building. You still remember Maru living with his mom while the two of you were dating, not that you minded, but this was a lot different from the quaint little home you were used to. You gaze down at your phone for the tenth time that morning, looking over your messages with him. This was the right address. Taking in a deep breath, you suck in every bit of nervousness still flowing through your veins, before taking the elevator up to the floor you needed.
Your breath hitches when the front door opens. Maru’s standing there, surprised look written across his features like he’s just woken up, black tank top practically slipping off his shoulder, ridden up enough to give you a good look of his abs. You can’t stop the way your eyes rake over his body, he’s built a lot more muscle since the last time you actually saw him. His hair’s a little longer now too, the temptation to run your fingers through the pitch black strands nearly taking over your soul.
“..Hey”
He finally snaps out of it then, rushing to adjust his top while the door opens wider. “Hey! Sorry, come in”
The inside is just as nice as what you saw on the outside; Light wooden panelling covers the apartment floor, the main living room couches are a nice dark grey colour, perfectly suiting the paintings hanging along the wall. You’re surprised, there aren’t any clothes or shoes scattered all over the house, your ex-boyfriend’s previously messy behaviour nowhere to be seen in the tidy space. Things click into place when you finally notice the doors lining the apartment’s walls.
“You have a roommate now?”
“Huh?” Maru pauses at what you think is his room door, turning back to you with a lazy yawn. “Oh yeah I do, he’s not here right now. He’s at work”
His room is a lot more of what you’d expect from him, barely any furniture or decorations, the only thing making the room look lived in being the dirty clothes littered all over the floor. That makes your heart squeeze painfully; You used to be the one hanging all of your pictures and figurines everywhere, decorating the room until it was practically yours.
You find your way over to his wardrobe, bending over to look inside a light blue paper bag seated on the floor. It’s your old hoodie, nestled inside the bag with a neat card on top, a hastily drawn heart written across the stark white card. Your hand comes up behind your legs, your skirt too short to let you bend too much. Even with that, you swear you heard Maru let out a shuddering breath, his face a nervous shade of red by the time you turn back to him.
“Found that a while ago. I was gonna bring it to you when you texted me first..”
You clutch the bag closer to your chest, showing him a genuinely grateful smile. The light pink dusting his ears only makes you smile wider. A peaceful silence hangs between both of you for a few moments, the tension in the air forcing both of you to try and focus on literally anything but each other. Your eyes finally snag on something different to talk about, a neat black suit hanging from the handles on his closet.
“Oh, you work now? Is that why you haven’t been replying to my messages?”
You mean it as a joke, but the slightly hurt tone that leaks into your sentence immediately negates any of that. Both of you rush to speak over the other, your faces burning brighter the longer you try to talk. Maru eventually gets to explain that he’s been working as a civil servant, leaving work at odd hours, too exhausted to take a shower, let alone look at his phone.
“I wouldn’t just ignore you, you know that..”
Both of you fall into another bout of silence, longer this time, embarrassment flooding through your body until it crawls up the back of your neck. Your fingers tighten on the straps of the paper bag; You’d gotten what you technically came for, exhausted every topic of conversation you could think of. It would be weird if you stayed any longer. You count your mission today a failed one, the defeat ringing loudly in your ears.
Your legs move as if on autopilot, carrying you towards the room door in four long strides, irregardless of how much you want to slow down and stay here as long as possible. Something gets in the way of your exit, a hand firmly gripping your upper arm, stopping you from walking any further. Maru’s staring at you intensely, eyebrows drawn together, lips creased in a little pout that does something to your heart. He’s flushed an even brighter shade of red now, his hand trembling a little as he lightens his grip.
“..Stay a little longer, please?”
You’re pressed against the wall closest to the door, the paint digging into your back with every jerky movement. Your arms wrap around Maru’s neck, dragging his sculpted body even closer to yours as your lips weave together in a desperate kiss. The kiss is sweet; It tastes like strawberries in this addictive way that makes you want to never let go, your body shivering as he slips his tongue into your mouth, swallowing the high-pitched whine you let out.
His hands are all over you, gripping the fat of your thighs from underneath your skirt, spreading a sultry heat along your skin. You’re barely supporting yourself on one leg, the other wrapped firmly around Maru’s hip, making it easier for him to grind up into you, moaning into the warmth of your mouth. He sneaks a hand under your shirt, unclipping your bra with ease, his other hand coming up to grope your chest, rolling your nipple between his fingers until it pebbles under his touch.
A thin line of spit separates you two when you finally pull apart, your thumb sliding it’s way into his mouth as he stares down at you, eyes glazed over, spit slicking his lips, desire burning in his irises. You stop him when he leans in again, giggling lightly at the frustrated groan he lets slip. You watch him struggle a little longer, placing a firm finger against his chin every time he leans in to kiss you, revelling in the little pecks he plants along your collarbone, silently begging for permission. You finally let him kiss you a moment later, his reactions too cute for you to keep denying him.
“P-please.. I want you so bad..”
You run a careful hand through his hair, shifting the strands back until his head snaps into the space behind him, his adam's apple bobbing nervously.
“You have to tell me exactly what you want babe…”
He breaks out of your hold, pressing his lips against your skin like a man starved, each kiss punctuated by his desperate pleas.
“Want to taste you… want you to cum on my tongue..”
…
Maru has you pinned against the bed, his head buried deep between your legs. He’s been nipping at your inner thigh for what feels like hours now, letting the tip of his nose brush against your clit but never actually giving you what you want. You watch him snake a hand down under the sheets, palming the tent in his sweatpants while he burrows his face even deeper in your underwear, licking a stripe from your entrance to your clit, dampening the dark grey fabric.
He gives in to your whining a second later, taking the edge of your underwear in between his teeth before ripping the garment clean off, leaving your pussy bare. You barely have a second to react before he’s pushing his mouth against your slick mound, flat tongue dragging in between your folds, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking like he plans to suck your soul out.
Your hips jump instinctively, making Maru moan so hard the vibrations send another wave of pleasure through your veins. He’s humping the mattress now, slow and needy, cock trapped in the tight fabric of his boxers, damp patch in the middle of them already staining the dark material of his sheets.
“Hngh.. Maru, slow down..”
He doesn’t seem to want to listen to you, muscular arms keeping your thighs trapped against his mouth, stopping you from wriggling away. He barely even responds to you, groaning into your pussy before he sticks his tongue further inside, fast, sloppy strokes that hit the spot, making your toes curl. His nose still bumps against your clit with every touch, sending shivers up your spine.
His hips never still, rolling slow circles into mattress, his body moving automatically. The damp spot on his underwear grows bigger, precum spilling further onto the sheets. Even from where you’re laying, you can see the head of his cock slipping out with each thrust, making even more of a mess the longer he goes on.
Maru lets out a breathless whine when you finally get a good grip on his hair, dragging his head back until you can get a good look at him; He has this dazed look on his face, pupils blown, face burning brighter than the heat between your legs. He dives back down into you, focusing his lips on your sensitive clit while he slides two thick fingers into your cunt, curling them in the exact spot you needed. His tongue flicks over your clit, keeping a brutal pace that immediately makes your back arch, a sultry heat coiling in your abdomen.
“Oh fuck yes — right there! M’ gonna cum..”
Your thighs clamp over his head, the pleasure slowly getting too much for you to handle. Your hips are practically floating off the bed, grinding into Maru’s fingers with such a burning intensity, your thighs soon start to ache. The feeling takes over your body, sharp sensations that crash through your form, scorching your limbs like they’re filled with liquid fire. Slick coats Maru’s mouth, dripping down his chin as he fucks you through the after shocks, lapping at your sore cunt, softer now. He moans like he’s the one in your position, his hips stuttering into the bed, once, twice, before they still.
Much to your horror, Maru doesn’t move from his position, panting hard into the heat of your cunt as he keeps licking, slow, but still sensual enough for your hips to twitch. Your hands find his hair instinctively, pushing against his head while your already sore clit aches under his attention. He doesn’t move an inch, splaying his hands against your thighs, keeping them spread open just for him.
“One more- please.. just cum…”
Tears prick in the corner of your eyes, the pleasure too much for you to handle. Your cunt clenches around nothing, almost begging for more stimulation despite the tiredness creeping in on you. Your second orgasm comes quicker than the first, ten times stronger as it locks your limbs in place, a broken whine echoing through the walls of Maru’s room as your hips rock against his face, attempting to soothe the constant ache between your legs.
You watch him crawl his way up your body, burying his head in the crook of your neck as his hips continue their relentless pursuit for pleasure, grinding into your inner thigh. He’s still achingly hard, the tip now peeking through his clothes. He shivers when you reach down, finally freeing it from the black fabric.
Maru leans away from you, peeling off the tank top now clinging to his abs from sweat, but your gaze is locked on his length. It was massive, almost nearing eight inches with a thicker base, one you knew would tear you apart in seconds. His cock twitches under the pressure of it’s own desire, angry red tip leaking even more pre onto your shivering cunt.
Your thighs squeeze together on instinct, a twinge of fear replacing the heat boiling in your veins. Maru swiftly puts an end to that, hooking his arms around your thighs, spreading them back open as he drags you back to him, your pussy flush against the base of his length, the heat making your back arch painfully.
“Don’t- Don’t run from me.”
His eyes are glazed over; Stare locked on the space between your thighs, as he rubs his cock in between your slit, the light slapping of his hips meeting yours only making you wetter. Slick coats the length of his penis, making each thrust slippery as he slides between your folds, leaning into the feeling, your thighs now pressed against your stomach. The tip of his cock catches your clit a few times, both of your heads falling back, your moans weaving together in the warm air of Maru’s room. His thrusts start getting sloppier, more and more precum leaking onto your stomach the faster his hips move.
It feels like it’s been hours before his hips still, his hand shooting downwards to grip the base of his cock, each breath coming in harder as he angles the tip at your entrance, prodding the aching hole until you finally scream his name, your thighs clenching in anticipation.
A slow whine crawls out of your throat, his fat tip slipping into your entrance, the burning sensation of being split apart courses through your body. Maru has your wriggling hips pinned against the mattress, fingers digging into the skin as he pushes agonising inch after inch into you, drool coating your lips at the stretch.
“Hngh f-fuck.. look at you.. so tight for me”
Your glassy eyes roll to the back of your head, he’s not even halfway in and he already has you screaming. Maru plants his arms on the opposite sides of your head, licking at the tears now rolling down your cheeks, his hips stuttering against the fat of your ass. Your pussy clenches tight around his cock when he finally bottoms out, each curve and vein digging deeper into your walls, drawing a low growl from your ex-boyfriend.
He only takes a second to let you adjust, shuffling back and forth on his knees before he’s snapping his hips forward, pounding his way deeper and deeper into your cunt until he finds your g spot, curling your toes at the brutal pace.
Your hands carve their way across his broad back, nails scratching deep into the skin, leaving bright red gashes that make him whimper. Maru leans into you, cock still smashing into your drenched cunt as he takes one of your boobs into his mouth, rolling his tongue around your nipple, sending shock waves straight to your clit.
Your arms grip the head board, head lolled back over the pillow melting into your neck. The room seems to be getting hotter, your skin sizzling under the weight of Maru’s thrusts. Your eyes finally snap open when an acrid smell invades your lungs, pressing against your senses. Maru is still looming over you, keeping your hips flush against his; But his eyes are completely glazed over, milky white irises somehow still gazing down at you, the thick, mustard coloured gas leaking from his lips the second thing you notice.
It hangs over the room, almost making it harder to breathe. When it finally settles in your lungs, it feels like a fire’s been lit under you. Your hips jumping to meet Maru’s as you claw at the sheets under you. He takes the hint immediately, slamming into you with renewed vigour, the wet slap of your hips colliding resounding in your ears. His hand comes down to touch you, thumb sliding over your aching clit, drawing his name into the sensitive nub as your cunt spasms around him.
Three sharp thrusts and you’re cumming, hard. The coil wounding tighter in your abdomen until it finally snaps, your limbs digging further into the mattress as you struggle to control them, pathetic mewls and moans crawling out from your lips despite your attempts to suppress them. Maru never slows down, each thrust bruising your cervix as he speeds up even more, holding onto your thighs tighter as he spills into you, breathing hard over your still trembling form.
You barely even get a second to breathe before you feel your body turn, flipping you over onto your stomach, that familiar stretch taking over your bottom half as Maru snakes a firm arm under your neck, squeezing hard enough for you to see stars. The pressure of his body on yours makes you lightheaded, his bruising pace forcing your sensitive nub against the mattress.
“F-fuck Maru, wait..!”
He’s not even listening, growling into your shoulder as he litters your skin with bite marks. You can feel him drooling all over you, needy whines punctuating each thrust as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix. Maru lifts your head up until you can see his face again, the crimson blush rapidly spreading across his cheeks, blood freely flowing down his nose, mixing in with the dust still floating out from his mouth.
You watch him lean down, slotting his mouth against yours, the yellow dust pouring into your lungs faster than before. It makes your body tingle, nipples erect against the cold air as your cunt clenches down harder on him, Maru groaning into your mouth while he fucks you harder into the mattress. The dust continues to fog up your mind, smothering your form in an unbearable pleasure that travels down to where the both of you are connected, sending another orgasm crashing through you.
Maru cums soon after, the feeling of his seed filling you up forcing a soft whine out of your wrecked throat. He finally pulls out of you, flipping you back over onto your back, manhandling your tired body until your legs are dangling over each shoulder. His tongue finds your cunt before you can even think to protest, scooping up his own cum before fucking it back into you. You hiss at the contact, your hands weakly swatting at his shoulders, doing absolutely nothing to stop him.
He curls his tongue between your folds, spreading your sopping cunt with two thick fingers, weaving his lips around your clit. Your body is too tired to fight for long, melting into the soft sheets under you, letting the sensations take over you. He flattens his tongue against your slit, mixing your juices even more with his cum as it coats the inside of your thighs. It hurts, it hurts so good that your fifth orgasm comes just as easy as the first four; Warm liquid gushing out from your sore pussy, landing on Maru’s already waiting tongue.
Your body gives up on you in that moment, every bit of energy you previously had quickly drains out of you, spilling onto the bed under you. You reach a hand out to your boyfriend, trying to get him to lay down with you; But he slides away from your touch, watching as your tired arm flops back onto your stomach. The last thing you feel before your vision finally fades, is Maru’s tongue flicking over your clit one more time, dragging a small whimper out of you before you’re out like a light.
…
The room is dark when you open your eyes again, pale grey light filtering in from the only window in Maru’s room. Still foggy with sleep, your mind wonders what time is it, trying to remember where you dropped your phone before you got into bed. You remember falling asleep on your back, but you’re on your side now, staring into the wood of your boyfriend’s closet while your body is still trying to catch up. A sharp slap wakes you up fully, bringing you back to a tight stretch between your legs, your cunt clenching down painfully without even thinking.
You feel an arm strapped to your side, digging into your stomach as it holds you in place, coming up to squeeze your boobs. Your head snaps back against a solid chest, the pleasure immediately plunging your mind into a frenzy. Through half-lidded eyes, you can see Maru staring down at you, eyebrows drawn in concentration as his hips slam upwards into you, drawing another wanton moan from your throat. The dust that was previously overflowing from his lips has mostly fizzled out, a few strands still curling around both of your bodies.
“Mmph.. Maru?”
His lips crash into yours, swallowing whatever protests you were about to utter, a firm hand splayed against your right leg hanging over his hips, keeping your pussy spread wide open for him. With all the cum leaking out of your poor abused hole, coating the inside of your thighs with a light sheen, it’s clear he’s been fucking you the whole time; The very shape of his cock moulding your insides.
Your eyes roll to the back of your head the second his fingers find your clit, rubbing the sore nub in quick circles, hasty hearts until you’re screaming again, another orgasm crawling up the heat in your stomach. Through the sounds of Maru’s hips slapping against your ass, you swear you can hear someone bang on the room door, yelling out your boyfriend’s name before he turns his head, shouting back at the door, telling whoever was behind it to shut up.
He pulls out of you a minute later, ignoring the broken whine you let out while he flips both of you over, until you’re the one on top of him, steadying yourself with two hands splayed against his sculpted chest. Maru guides your hips, lifting them up for a second, before letting them drop back onto his cock, the sensation making your back arch in the air.
It doesn’t take long for you to get the hang of things, the inside of your thighs thrumming painfully as you roll your hips against him, bouncing in his lap like your life depends on it. He bucks his hips off the bed, meeting you in the middle with a lewd slap. You watch him reach up to hold you, his big hands cupping each breast, kneading them hard enough to make your vision go white, each hard slap he lands on your nipples sending electricity straight to your cunt.
“Gonna fill you up so good.. fuck- you’re so pretty..”
The praise makes you keen, your pussy fluttering around him so hard his head falls back into the mattress, a broken whine forcing itself out of his throat. Your body feels like jelly now, your hips following the brutal pace Maru sets, his fingers digging into the fat at your sides as he basically uses you as a flesh light.
“Please! F-fuck m’ cumming m’ cumming m’ cumming!-”
Your moans mix together in the air, getting louder and louder until you’re certain the whole apartment block can hear you. The pressure that was steadily building in your bladder finally releases, cum gushing all over his cock, dripping down his stomach as your thighs start to shake, your eyes rolled so far back in your head, your vision nearly goes white.
You feel Maru grabbing at your hips, his own pace stuttering as your cunt continues to clench around him. His legs tremble harder than your whole body, toes curling deep into the sheets while light tears flow freely down his face, mixing with the drool dripping down his chin. Still sensitive, you feel his cock twitching inside you, though nothing actually comes out.
Your body crashes on top of his, burying your face into his neck as he flops a tired arm onto your back. You’re still connected at the base, both of you too tired to pull each other off. Aside from the blinding exhaustion, something sweet swirls around in the depths of your heart. After all this time, you’d somehow jumped to the conclusion that Maru wouldn’t want you anymore, that you’d come here just to embarrass yourself and go home.
A lazy smile finds it’s way onto your face, burrowing your face deeper before you sling an arm around his neck. You had so much to talk about, so much you wanted to ask too. For now, all of that could wait, the weariness settled deep in your bones finally taking over.