𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃.

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝

The kiss surprises you, but you don't pull away. You kiss him back, molding your lips against his. Sero's passionate, but gentle, as the two of you continue making out, his hand cupping the back of your head, while his other is holding you up, by the small of your back.

You keep your hands wrapped around his neck as you kiss him back and oh my god, you're kissing your best friend. But you don't stop. You don't want to stop. You want this, and you've thought about it quite a few times before.

After another moment or two, he pulls away from you, leaving you both breathless and gasping for air. For some reason, you both start giggling, and he grins down at you, before taking your hand and leading you away.

[NSFW WARNING: ORAL SEX, DRY HUMPING]

You two run back to the car, and he opens the door for you, pushing the seat back. "Sit."

You do as told, sitting down in the chair, and he crawls in between your legs, sitting on the chair with you. He moves in to kiss you again, and you kiss him back.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted you. How much I've wanted this." He confesses, his voice lower and huskier than usual.

His words are making you feel dizzy, and butterflies flutter in your stomach. Your heart is pounding, and the words just slip out. "Me too."

"Can I make you feel good? Please?" His hands are at your thighs now, massaging them gently, and spreading them even wider. You nod, whispering a small 'yes.'

With that, he slips off your coverup, leaving you in your bathing suit. Then, he moves down, between your legs, kissing them. His hands move behind your back, unhooking your top, and leaving your top half nude.

You feel the need to hide as he stares intensely at your body, feeling nervous and ashamed. You pull your hands up, over your chest, but he stops you. "Don't. You're beautiful."

When you finally get the courage to look in his eyes, you see that his pupils are all blown up with adoration and lust. So, you let your arms fall limply to your side, giving him a better view.

"It's not fair. You should take off your shirt too." You tell him, and he chuckles, before unbuttoning his shirt and slipping it off his shoulders. "Like what you see?"

"Shut up." You roll your eyes, hitting him in the face with your left thigh. He grabs your thigh and sucks on it, leaving a hickey. That makes you jump, and let out a small squeal of surprise.

Then he moves closer and closer, kissing up your left leg, then the right, and then nearing your core. He eyes your bathing suit, seeing the damp patch that was forming, smirking to himself.

He moves one of his hands away from your thigh, and to your damp slit, running a finger up and down gently. You've never felt so aroused and wet before. Not since the closet with Bakugo, anyways.

Slowly, he pulls your bottoms down your legs, before raising them to his face, licking at the damp patch. He inhales sharply, muttering a small 'fuck' under his breath. The sight makes you throb, and you feel the sudden need to close your legs, and he stops you just before you can.

"Seems like you're as sweet as you look. But I'm gonna need a taste of the real thing first." His hands move up to your breasts, gently grabbing your nipples and teasing them before he finally puts them down between your thighs.

Now, Sero has some experience here and there with eating people out, with past relationships, and other things...especially since he loves making them feel good. And now, he wants to make you feel good.

He wants to make you cry and your legs tremble from how good it feels. He wants you to need him, just as much as he needs you.

He licks up your slit, feeling all your juices on his tongue, groaning at the taste. Then, with two fingers, he spreads your lower lips and starts circling your clit with his tongue.

"Oh shit." You gasp, feeling yourself melt into the unfamiliar sensation. After some more teasing, he presses a kiss to your clit, making you jolt in sensitivity, letting out a small moan.

He latches onto your clit for a moment or two, sucking gently, before moving his tongue inside your opening. "Fuck, Sero."

"Hanta. Call me Hanta." He tells you, before diving back in. "Han-"

You run your fingers through his hair, as he continues eating you out, using his fingers to rub st your clit. It feels amazing. He's good at this. Really good at this.

He moves your legs over his shoulders, pushing his face even deeper against you, as he continues eating you out. You're moaning and moaning, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, and he finds himself getting harder from each noise you make.

Pushing his face as deep as it can go into your cunt, he grinds his cock against the car seat, groaning into you. "Hanta that feels good, really good."

His nose bumps against your clit and he's using three fingers to rub at you, and you're crying out, arching your back. "Oh god, don't stop, please, never stop."

How can he stop when you look like this? When you're writhing beneath him, crying out his name, your legs shaking. It's not long until you're cumming on his tongue, continuing to ride out your orgasm on it, but he doesn't stop.

Not with the way he's close and he's grinding against the car, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "Hanta- I'm too, I can't-"

But with one more flick of his tongue and harsh rub at your clit, you're climaxing again, all over his face. Tears are streaming down your cheeks, and he feels a wet sensation in his trunks, as he finally slows down, pulling himself away from you.

"That was amazing." You say breathlessly, still coming down from your high. He kisses you one last time, wiping your tears, before moving over to the driver's seat.

Once you get yourself together, you get your bathing suit back on, moving your seat up. Sero starts the car, and you can't help but feel guilty. He made you feel good, and you didn't return the favor.

"Do you want me to...uh maybe-" He shakes his head, stopping you. "It's fine. I uh, came in my pants, so."

"Holy shit, really?" You exclaim, and he nods, showing you the big wet stain in his trunks. You don't know how to feel. "So, where am I taking you? Do you wanna go home or what?"

He asks, acting all casual, as if he didn't just make you cum twice on his tongue, as if your juices aren't coating his face. You giggle, shaking your head.

"You're so weird. And you know what? I think I'll sleepover at yours, and just text my mom." You tell him, watching as a big, happy, grin crosses his lips.

"Great, let's get going."

Little did either of you know that you were being watched.