Omegaverse cuz why not
Kenjirō's POV
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"PLEASE...AH-HHHA...STOP! IT...HURTS!"
Finally, I felt a stringy substance fill my backside to the brim. He pulled out roughly and I fell to the hard, cold ground immediately.
I was panting hard and I heard him panting too. I slowly pulled my legs to my chest and curled up against the wall. My ass was aching, my heart was pounding, I was covered in a coat of sweat, I couldn't feel one inch of my legs, and my throat was sore.
"Get up brat."
"I...can't get u-p...if I can't f-feel...my leg-s."
I tried to speak normally but it just came out scratchy and rough. There was a pause before the male with ash blonde hair picked me up bridal style. I kept my arms crossed, I didn't want to touch him. I didn't even want to look at him.
He placed a soft kiss on the top of my head and I did nothing but look down at my bare body that was glistening. There was sweat everywhere. From my chest, my skinny waist, my thighs, my short legs, all the way to my feet.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by water touching my skin. I turned my head, my bangs swinging in the process, to see Eita's tanned chest.
He was holding me on his lap. He rubbed circles on my back and massaged my waist that now had long, skinny, purple marks on them from Eita's amazingly strong grip.
If only I could push myself off of him and run, or at least yell at him. I'd kill just to be ballsy enough to let one curse at him slip from my plump lips. However, I wasn't, not after that.
Flashbacks came back to me as I thought more and more.
'EITA! PLEASE STOP! I JUST-"
"Shut up brat. There's no excuse for the way you went around throwing a bitch fit all day. Now you're gonna have to pay for it."
I shook my head slightly and Eita looked down at me with a questioning look. I just turned away from him for a second before turning back.
"Do you still have an attitude with me?"
His voice was deep and low. I didn't want a repeat of what had happened beforehand so I leaned my head onto his chest and slowly wrapped my somewhat long, lanky arms around his neck. I'd be lying if I said it weren't comfortable but I still felt awkward.
"Just...thinking."
He ran his hand through my hair until his hand was on the back of my head and he pulled it up towards his face for him to kiss me right above my left eye.
"C'mon pretty baby, let's go get you dressed."
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I felt Eita sit me down on the cold surface of the counter. We were currently in the kitchen of my dorm room after he had gotten us both dressed.
I was in some of my own black shorts and his dark blue hoodie. I wanted to scream, 'Take your damn hoodie back!' but I didn't. I kept my mouth shut. I was scared. Scared of my own boyfriend.
Just because I had a bad day and had a bit of an attitude. Which is normal for not just me but for anyone. So why the hell did he bend me over and shove his dick in me? I don't know...
I was a little startled when he situated himself between my legs, he slipped his hands under the hoodie, and started rubbing my sides up and down. He was making me feel disgusting, yet I had just gotten out the shower, same for him, but I felt like a mess still.
