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It wasn't unusual for you to show up at Enjin's place on a Friday night, a small bag hanging from one shoulder as you held your favorite takeout in your hands, eagerly waiting for your blonde friend to open the front door so game night could finally start. Ever since you've become close to Enjin, Fridays have been reserved for gaming nights where you would hang out at his place, bodies sunken deep into the couch that stood in the middle of the room while eating whatever your heart desired. Both of you enjoyed this time together, playing silly games on various consoles or simply hanging out together to your heart's content. You would gossip a lot, latest dates, partners — just the average talks.
At least that's how things were until you got together with your latest boyfriend, who didn't like just how close the two of you were, constantly assuming that you were cheating on him. While it did hurt Enjin when you said you couldn't come by anymore, he understood, not wanting to be the reason your relationship fails — but when you texted him that you were coming over, bearing the news of the breakup, his heart did skip a little beat, and perhaps your now ex-boyfriend was correct and Enjin did see you more as a friend, but it's not like you'd ever know, right?
The door soon swung open to reveal a very happy Enjin, looking excited to finally have gaming night with you again.
"Come in, don't be shy; you know the way!" He almost dragged you inside, moving you towards his decently styled living room that you came to adore. You were barely able to sit down on your favorite spot when he already sat on his, your controller held out for you to take.
"I figure you don't want to talk about him?" He asked kindly, not pushing the subject. You'd never mentioned him much to your friend, fearing it might be considered too much information, even though you knew that this never existed with Enjin.
"Nothing worth mentioning, really," you mumbled. The reasons for the breakup had piled up over time, but the main reason must have been the way he never cared about your needs in every department of the relationship. Not once did he stop to consider your feelings. — not even when you were intimate.
"He said eating a woman out is weird and unsanitary," you said out loud, not an ounce of shame coming over you upon realizing that you were thinking out loud and Enjin could only gasp at the newfound information.
"So he never...?" He asked almost too respectfully, and you shook your head.
"He didn't want to 'waste time' on foreplay either since 'lube is a thing'" you continued, making little quotation marks in the air whenever you repeated that asshole's words.
The game was long forgotten by both of you, your little guys were just hopping up and down to the temple grounds soundtrack of Tekken.
You didn't realize that you were rambling at a point, embarrassment slipping through every crack of your being when you confessed to your best friend that no man could ever make you feel good in bed.
When your rambles came to a stop for you to take a deep breath, you registered Enjin's small giggle, wondering just how long you were carrying that around with you instead of talking about it.
"What's so funny about that?!" You snapped at him in a defensive manner, which made him wipe a fake tear.
"Nothing, nothing," he reassured you teasingly before taking a breath to compose himself.
"It just shows what an asshole that guy was. Small dick, eh?" He asked amused, already having suspected that your ex wasn't the most secure person given you were no longer allowed to see your best friend.
A laugh burst out of you, which relieved him visibly — the crease between your brows disappeared and got replaced by little wrinkles around your eyes. He loved how sincere your laugh seemed, reaching all the way to your beautiful eyes and — he's been staring for a little too long. Fuck.
Your boisterous laugh slowly died down and left you gulping under the intense stare of your best friend. Were his eyes always this beautiful? You wondered as you found yourself getting lost in them until they seemed to change.
Enjin's pupils dilated upon the shift of air around you two — a friendly hangout to play games suddenly felt different, and an unfamiliar feeling spread and made it hard to breathe for the both of you.
"You know, I could show you," he offered, his voice hushed as if he were speaking to himself.
"Show me what?" You asked naively, and your face started to get hot, fearing that you knew exactly what he meant.
"How good it can feel to be with a guy," he confirmed your fear, and you immediately shook your head, only to break the intense eye contact you two were still holding.
Anxiously, you fidgeted with your fingers in your lap, picking up the controller just to hold onto something.
"We can't. You're my best friend." Your words sounded defeated, as if your friendship would stop you from anything, but Enjin let go of the breath he was holding, a small chuckle escaping in the process.
"And? Nothing has to change about that. It would just be two friends having some fun," he reassured you, not trying to push you into it and you actually considered his words.
"I couldn't act like it never happened. I'm not the friends-with-benefits type." A sadness underlined your words, but he leaned closer, and when you didn't bother to move away, he looked up at you with these damn shiny eyes.
- GAME OVER - The loud announcement coming from the TV startled both of you out of whatever trance you were in before laughing it off.
"If you promise not to tease me about it... we can maybe... you know, a little. Not all the way." You talked around it, not wanting to say it out loud because that would make it too real and weird.
The blonde man didn't need to be told twice, positioning himself right before the game destroyed the mood — face just inches from yours.
"You sure?" He asked and his tongue darted out to wet his lips a little as he waited for a reply, which came in the form of a small nod.
"If you change your mind, just speak up, yeah?" His voice was soft like honey now, and his pupils dilated once again.
It felt weird letting yourself go like that with your friend, but your body screamed for him, a yearning that has been buried all these years, but the feeling seemed to be mutual.
Big hands cupped your face, where one of his thumbs rubbed over the apple of your cheeks, a sly smile etched onto his lips. And
"You know, I've wanted to kiss you for a while already," he mused and leaned in without further warning. Enjin trusted you to speak up or to push him away if you happened to change your mind, but you kissed him back the moment his lips connected with yours.
It felt like a little firework set off inside the both of you as the kiss dragged on, the faint taste of his cigarettes long gone as your tongues danced around each other, wrestling for dominance, which you gladly granted him.
Despite the desperation behind the kiss, it was sweet and sensual, his hands roaming over your body while staying respectful. Only when your hands started to wander further down his abs to play with the material of his belt did his hand come to hold yours firmly yet gently.
"No, don't. It's about you," he mumbled breathlessly as he pulled away from the kiss. The effect you had on him was visible, but he didn't care, wanting to put the focus on you.
"But—" you wanted to protest, and he kissed you again just so you wouldn't continue your sentence of how he should also feel pleasure.
"It's enough for me, trust me," he reassured you as his kisses traveled down your neck until he nibbled on your sensitive spot just to suck on your soft skin.
You were lost in how good he already made you feel just by kissing you, not wanting to argue about pleasing him and being selfish for once in your life.
"May I?" His voice was barely above a whisper, and you felt his breath against your ear, which made you shudder. Soft hands rested just under the hem of your shirt, waiting for permission to rake over your skin without fabric between the two of you this time, and you nodded before kissing him again.
Enjin's warm hands slipped under your shirt and caressed your skin, goosebumps forming where he touched you, but his gentle touches always stopped right under your chest, wanting to respect you and your body.
It drove you insane to the point where you took your own shirt off, needing his hands on your chest right this second or you would combust.
"Should I take it off?" Honeyed words against your skin as he kissed your neck once again, a single finger slipping under the strap of your bra, teasing your shoulder, and you could only nod before a desperate "Yes, please" slipped out of your lips.
He didn't need to be told twice, slipping the bra strap he was playing with down your shoulder, small kisses following its trail before one hand unclasped your bra behind your back. The heat was rising up your cheeks when he got rid of your bra so quickly, arms crossing over your chest in an effort to hide, which made him halt right away.
"Changed your mind?" He asked curiously, no hint of anger in his voice, and you shook your head.
"No, it's just- you make me feel so good it's ugh... embarrassing," you admitted out loud, your whole body burning hot from embarrassment, but your best friend could only chuckle in response, kissing each hand the moment you dropped them from your chest.
Yes, he wanted you — badly. But you were so much more to him than just your body. It was everything he dreamed about countless times before — better even, and he needed you to understand that making you feel good is pleasing him too.
Soft kisses trailed up each arm until he was leaving open-mouthed kisses along your collarbones, your heart almost beating out of your chest, and you let yourself sink into the plush pillows beneath your body.
"Please," you whispered, unsure what you were asking for, but you needed him to do something, anything really.
Enjin understood your empty plea and kissed the supple flesh of your chest until his lips wrapped around one nipple, a blissed-out sigh slipping from his lips and erecting goosebumps all over your skin.
He could do this all day, mindlessly sucking on your nipples, tongue swirling over them as his fingers played with the other so neither boob felt neglected. You started to get vocal at this point, soft sighs and mewls slipping from you, and you could feel him smirk against your tits.
"You're so responsive for me... feeling so good just from this?" He asked teasingly and used his teeth to gently tug on the nipple he was previously sucking on.
All you could think of at this point was his face between your thighs and the way his skilled mouth would feel against your neglected little pussy. Unbeknownst to you, you were rubbing your thighs together at the thought, but the blonde man noticed right away, his heart swelling at how good he made you feel.
"Want me to move this further down, eh?" He asked with such a dirty smirk on his face that you wanted to hide, but all you could do was nod shamefully.
"Just lay back and let me make you feel good, princess," he cooed as his hands worked on your pants before pulling them off in just one move.
His fingers traced back up your legs and raked over your thighs ever so gently, which made you spread your legs for him so willingly. Slender fingers continued their path until one single digit ran over your soaked panties, humming when he felt your sticky, wet essence completely soiling your underwear.
"Did any other guy get you this worked up before?" He asked, almost cocky, but you know he needed to hear that he's the first to make you lose your mind like this.
Wordlessly, you shook your head as the embarrassment set in once again under his intense gaze, but his lips curled up to a sweet smile.
"Then I won't make you wait too long, hm?" He asked sickeningly sweet before hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties, eyes searching for any hesitation on your face, but you willingly lifted your hips, allowing him to take them off by offering yourself like that.
Enjin peeled your panties off of your legs slowly, the fabric sticking to your pussy and forming little strings of your slick when he pulled them off, a small chuckle falling from his lips once again when he saw just how wet you were from his caress.
Once you were entirely naked, he pushed your knees towards your chest to take a closer look at the cute little pussy he got to play with — arguably his new favorite toy.
"Y-you don't have to." Your voice ripped him out of his thoughts, and he looked up at you like a kicked puppy.
"But I want to... or have you changed your mind?" He asked concerned at the sudden change, but you shook your head again, trying to gather a clear thought before answering him.
"You hesitated," you eventually pointed out, and he smiled softly, his blonde hair swinging as he shook his head no.
"I was admiring that sweet pussy of yours and thought about what a shame it is that no one ever tasted it before," he answered amused yet honest, and you sunk further in the couch, his words making you shy away but your pussy clenched, desperate to be touched.
Only when you told him that you wanted him to go on did he kiss your thighs down to your mound while holding eye contact. Once your eyes were on his, his thumbs came down to part your folds and his tongue dragged through them in a long lick only to circle around your bundle of nerves just like he did with your nipples moments before.
The feeling caused you to moan and arch your back for him, one hand flying down to hold onto his soft hair, not wanting him to stop. Hot air flushed over your glistening cunt when he chuckled at the desperation, but his ministrations never stopped.
Enjin's tongue continued to play with your pussy, swirling it over your clit or spelling his name onto it with the tip of his tongue to claim you in a sick way, to make you his, hoping to burn his name into you so no other man can make you feel this good.
After just mere minutes, he had you close to the edge, the knot almost snapping, and your hand tangled in his hair to gently pull on it.
"Let go for me; it's okay," he whispered against your drenched folds, tongue dipping into your entrance to taste more of your sweet juices before he continued to lap at your sensitive clit the way you liked it.
Hearing him so eager for your release made you relax and give into the pleasure until the knot inside of you exploded, a sweet moan of his name ringing through his room, yet his tongue never slowed down to help you prolong the orgasm. Only when you started pushing his head away, far too sensitive for a second orgasm did he pull away. Your juices were clinging to his chin when he gave you the sweetest smile.
"Was it as good as you expected?" He asked sincerely and licked your slick off his lips.
Breathless, you nodded, unable to form even a single thought at how good he just made you feel.
Seeing your pussy clench around nothing but air made him pity your sweet little cunt, so he brought a finger up to circle around your entrance, which made you whine out, eagerly nodding.
"So eager for more..." he teased, but wondered just how neglected your pussy might have felt after no one bothered to give it the attention it deserved for, lord knows, how long.
His finger slipped in with ease from how wet you still were, and his tongue returned to lap at your clit — much slower this time, but it felt so much more intense when his finger massaged your sweet spot now too.
"I'll do this until you tell me to stop." His words come out quiet against your slick folds, and he closes his eyes in pure bliss upon feeling you clench around a single finger. The room filled with your sinful cries of pleasure once again when he curled two fingers into your g-spot while his lips caused enough suction on your clit to make you lose your mind entirely now.
Enjin's pants grew tighter the closer you got, and when the squelching noises alongside your whines of his name were all he could hear, it became almost impossible to not cum untouched, a damp spot of pre-cum forming in his boxers, yet he'd never ask you to return the favor—simply palming himself through his pants to your sweet sounds.
Your high approached once again, and he stopped himself from his own release to focus on yours fully, fingers massaging that one spot that had you curling your toes as his tongue relentlessly dragged the letters of his name onto your overly sensitive bundle of nerves. His free arm held your legs down, pushing them down to your chest some more until you were almost screaming in ecstasy. A clear stream of liquid poured from your cunt as your walls clenched around his fingers before they slipped out to rub your clit, helping you ride out yet another orgasm until you lay there panting heavily. Enjin rested his head against one of your thighs after he lowered your legs slowly, his pants drenched in his own release just from witnessing yours.
Never in your wildest dreams would you have thought that you could squirt from a man playing with your pussy, but Enjin had only started, eager to make you lose your mind with the way he had you like putty in his hands, the lines of friendship and more slowly blurring.
“You're so good for me." His praise was gentle as his hand cupped your cheek, his eyes full with adoration when he looked down on you—perhaps you should have confessed your feelings for your friend long ago since they were obviously returned by him. But right now you didn't want to think about the conversation that sure would follow; you just wanted to be selfish for a little while longer when he so badly wanted to make you feel good. Another time you would surely be allowed to return the favor…