𝗕𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗢𝗠 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 [ msby black jackals ]

𝘀𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝘅 [ 06 ]

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌'𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 and you heard the door swing shut afterwards. You were afraid to look up at him, only puncturing your nails into the key's lanyard out of habit.

Attempting to think of what to say to him, you were constantly distracted. He was moving so close to you, his hand never leaving your hips. "You and Sakusa had a moment in here I'm guessing?" You finally met his sharp golden eyes, locking gaze for a full moment before whipping your head to the side.

"It wasn't anything," you muttered underneath him, hovering you. Shocked as you were that you managed a short sentence without a problem. You gulped, then a second time when you felt the lump in your throat grow. "She's waiting for me."

"I'm sure your friend can spear you five minutes with me, hm?" Bokuto growled deeply, "Isn't that what you want? You can tell me, no one else is around." He smugly smirked. "Just the two of us."

A tiny whine escaped you as his lips pressed against your neck, before he came back up to meet your gaze once more. Heat sprawled from your neck to your ears. The guy surely enjoyed himself just listening to your uncontrollable noises.

"You want it, don't you?" He repeated, keeping his eyes on you. It made you feel like you didn't belong. Like you weren't suppose to be there. Desperation lurked beneath his lustful and yet respectful eyes. Bokuto wanted your consent.

Deep inside, you really wanted to. A short nod gave him every intention of wanting you. He was hungry and was longing to touch you, and you let him. "Now, let's see what we can do in a span of a few minutes, shall we?" His head dropped lower, slightly nudging you against one of the tables with more bins stacked upon it. His large hands wrapped around you.