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[18+] I hate and love you Pt. 2 - Bonten A.Haruchiyo

Genre: smut /!\ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT /!\
Characters: Bonten Sanzu Haruchiyo x fem!reader
Warnings: female receiving, slight degrading

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After all these years of fighting each other, throwing insults at each other, and just hating each other, you have never thought this would have ended up this way. You couldn't stay in the same room as him for more than one second without losing your mind. You couldn't stand the simple sight of him. His arrogant eyes, his cocky smile, everything about him always made your blood boil. It always enraged you. It always made you want to smash your fist against his visage, and wash that annoying haughty smirk off of his face. So how did you end up making love with Sanzu?

You have never gotten along with him. Each time you would cross his path, you would glare at him and just throw him each and every insult that would cross your mind. You never had one normal conversation with him. All you have ever done was argue over the most stupid and silliest thing. He had never been kind to you. You had never been kind to him. He had always been mean to you. You had always been mean to him. That was how you both communicated. It was the only way you both knew how to communicate with each other. You thought he had always hated you. You thought you had always hated him. So how did you end up making love with Sanzu?

The line between love and hate was very thin. So what was really between the both of you?

You had no idea. You had absolutely no idea. Everything was blurred and confused in your head. One moment you thought you were hating Sanzu with all you got to the point you believed you could actually murder him. And the next second, you let him push you against the kitchen counter, his lips pressed against yours as he let his callous hands roam over your body. You couldn't think straight. You couldn't comprehend the situation well. All you knew at the moment, all you wanted, all you were certain of was that you did not want him to stop. You wanted him to kiss you. You wanted him to press his body against yours. You wanted him to touch you, palm you, lick you. You wanted Sanzu to fuck you. So you let him do it.

It was as if everything that ever happened between you two never happened. One moment you were arguing, one moment you telling him how much you despised him, how much you hated him; and now, you were letting him make you feel good.

Sanzu grabbed your face and pulled you even closer, his lips never leaving yours. They were tasting each other, biting, licking, sucking, and moving together in the most heated dance there ever was. You melted under his touch, grabbing onto his shirt as he tilted his face to the side, skillfully sliding his tongue in your mouth. Both your tongues danced the most aggressive waltz, fighting for dominance, never giving up on the fight. You let out a moan, pulling him closer to your body basically pressing yourself against him. Sanzu opened his eyes, smirking as he observed closely the delighted sight of your already flushed face and shut eyes. Oh, how he loved this sight of you. The sight of your face distorted in contentment and pleasure. He loved being the cause of it. He loved destroying the walls you have taken so many years to build. He loved shattering your façade and making you feel every type of emotion. He adored it.