'She is still the same.' He thinks. The decor was modern, yet comfortable. It instantly felt like home to him. He head someone clearing their throat. He looked over to see Y/n in a two black laced pajamas. The top could be considered a crop top because it showed her abs. It also defined her breasts, making them stand out. Her shorts were shorter than they should be. She had a maroon robe that had fallen off her shoulders. 'When did she have time to change..?' He asks himself. He hurriedly looked away. A bright blush invades his cheeks. He covered his mouth with his palm.
"Didn't your mother teach you to knock on doors?" She asked. She chuckled lightly.
"Well, since you came in, why don't you sit down?" Y/n asked, pointing to the edge of her bed. He complied, to embarrassed to refuse. After five minutes, he finally calmed down.
"Why did you change...?" Sakusa asked. Y/n chuckled, her smile glowing. But to him, her smile was genuine. It wasn't snarky or meant to tease someone. It was her smile. He felt his heart flutter.
"These are my pajamas. I wear these kinds of pajamas every night." She wasn't lying. However, she changed earlier than usual. Two hours to be exact. But Sakusa didn't know that. Why would he? He watched him like he was prey. Sakusa failed to meet her gaze, continuing to look at the ground. But she noticed something growing in between the males legs. Y/n smirked mischievously. She walked over to him, then used her index finger to hook his chin. She smiled, looking into his eyes. She eyed him for awhile. He slightly nods. She took this chance to slowly put her lips onto his.
1st Person POV
The kiss was deep, yet slow. He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Do you want to continue? I promise I'll be gentle~" I said. My teasing voice rang in his ears. He breathed a yes. He picked me up, throwing me on the bed. He climbs on top of me. I smirk.
"You aren't in charge. I am." I say. He rolls his eyes. I switch our positions, landing on top of me. I slip on metal cuffs onto his wrists and hold it down.
"Don't worry. You'll have so much fun." I say. I start kissing his neck and collarbone. Dark hickeys form onto his pale skin. He lets out a pleased sigh. I lick his earlobe, giving him shivers. His body shakes. I rip his shirt open, showing his abs. I trace my fingers around them. I remove his pants and boxers, exposing all of him. I start to leave hickeys on his v-line. His hips buckle, but I hold him down.
"You are just being a brat now. And brats need to be punished." I say. I grab his neck, squeezing the sides. He lets out a loud moan as a reaction. I leave bite marks all over his chest. He hissed in pain, but let out the tiniest moan. I use my dominant hand to start pumping him. I make it slow to torture him. He starts trying to thrust his hips. I go at a faster pace, making him smirk like he won a million dollars. His breathing becomes unsteady and his body becomes tense. I let out a smirk and let go just before his climax. He whines in protest. I smirk, grabbing one of my sensual candles and lighting it.
"Because you think it's a good idea to test me, you don't get to climax until I want you to." I say. Slowly the wax turns into liquid. I tilt the burning candle to the side. We watched in anticipation for the wax to drop. After a century, one drop fell. I use the wax to design a heart on his abs. After I finish, I put the candle aside. I remove all of my clothing. I straddle his lap, aligning myself to him. I harshly sink down on him. Not giving him to adjust, I start to lift my hips. The pace was steady, yet fast. I could see drool starting to escape his mouth. I increase my speed, making both of us moan. I kiss him on the lips sloppily. I feel him coming close to his climax. I speed up once more.
"I-I am going to c-cum Y-y/n." His voice was broken with pleasure. I slap his ass harshly.
"That's not my name." I say.
"Fuck! Mommy.... I am almost there..."
"Such a good boy." I say. I lift myself off of him, but continue to pump him with my hand. White ropes fly into the air as he moans loudly. I finish myself off, my juices falling onto him. I grab a towel and wipe, cleaning him up.
"Don't worry baby. I'll clean you up." I say.
