car drive

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A/n: lol sorry i havent been posting my dad came back and we had a manjor fight and yeahhhhhh


You fled with nothing in your pocket, blackout days in full swing. Suna sped by vehicles going through red lights, while you drove past your home, letting go of everything, and it felt different. Your hair was blowing in the wind, and you turned to see Suna, who was grasping the steering wheel and putting his foot down.

5 hours later.

You arrived at a mansion suna, and he got out of the car, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pistol, which he pointed at a wealthy guy. Suna returned to the car after receiving cash from the rich businessman. "What was that?" you enquire. "Nothing, it's business," he responds, his eyes filled with rage.


You looked at him, puzzled; you didn't want to listen to this nonsense for the rest of the driving journey. You took the pistol and stepped out of the car, shooting the man, feeling strong, the guy holding his leg pleading for assistance, you laughed at his efforts to call the guards, you shot him in the head, and strolled back to the car as if nothing had happened.

Suna gave you a surprised glance before smirking and driving away; the remainder of the journey was quiet, but the tension was obvious. He was clutching your thigh when he came to a halt, glanced in his bag, and produced ten blunts. You took one off him and lit it with the lighter you had in your pocket.


You exchanged glances after that, then you smashed your lips together, him biting your bottom lip, and you let him explore your mouth, you fighting for dominance. He then unbuckled his pants as you jumped on him, ripping your skirt (thankfully you were wearing lace), gently pulling down your underpants, and then putting it in.


You gasped, and he grunted in response. You then started riding him, and the sex felt so fantastic that you felt a knot in your stomach. "I'm going to cum," you murmured, "me too," Suna growled. After that, you both summed, allowing your liquids to mingle together.


He then began kissing your neck while simultaneously kissing and delivering hickes to another breast, raising your shirt and removing your bra. He then began giving your breast a hand massage while kissing and giving hickes to another breast. You groaned and were drenched.

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