The Recording 18+

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Kinda stalker stuff ahead so warning ⚠️

There's two things good about being a college student.

One: The ability to drink (legally)

And two: Having your own apartment

Two of which I both have. After a full day of classes and drinking with friends I stumbled in my apartment.  Well after I struggled to remember which key unlocked my door.

This key chain has too many damn keys.

Once in my apartment I drank a glass of water and stripped myself down to my underwear and bra. Also another thing to add too the 'good things about being a college student' list.

I threw on a random shirt that's used for both regular and pajama wear. I sat on the floor, my back against my bed as I scrolled on my phone. The moonlight gleaming and flooding into my room through my open window.

I wasn't tired yet but I was getting there. As I was scrolling through social media I got a text, one that read:

Hey Y/N, sorry I can't make it tomorrow I have some family things to check on. How about next Tuesday? Love you.

I scoffed. It was from a guy I met at a bar, didn't matter, I would soon add him to my blocklist. We were supposed to meet up tomorrow at a cafe, not to mention this was the 4th time he rescheduled.

Started 4 weeks ago and each with a different excuse.
'My dog has to go to the vet' or 'My car broke down' and even, 'got pink eye sorry love!'.

I mean come on, how catastrophic is your life to have such bad luck every week.

I shrugged as I pressed the block button. Just wanted a quick one night stand with the guy but never even gotten a chance.

And since he kept rescheduling I didn't talk to anyone neither did I touch myself. I set my phone on my bed as I pushed my shirt up and held it in my mouth.

I started by circling my clit covered by my underwear. I don't know what it was, the fact I haven't done it in months or the alcohol in my bloodstream, but my senses were heightened.

Even the slightest touch made me wet, if only it wasn't my own hand. But how can you complain when it feels this good.

Impatient and eager for release, I took off my underwear and slid my fingers in between my legs. My fingers immediately wet from the contact of my pussy.

I jumped at the coldness of my fingers but continued. I trailed my finger up and down my wet slit. I pushed a finger in which slid in easily. I lightly bit my lip as I added another finger and another until three fit into my cunt.

I fasted the pace as I threw my head back against the bed. A light in my window flashed but god I didn't care, I was so close to release and I wasn't about to loose it now.

A few seconds later my abdomen and legs tightened as I rubbed my clit which I hope wasn't swollen by now.

A harsh release washed over me, if this is what cloud 9 felt like I can see why it's so popular. After my anger release, at both my hook up for canceling and me for letting him cancel so much until now. I grabbed a towel and wiped the floor of my mess, now embarrassed at what my drunken self has done.

But too tired to stress over it any longer I climbed into bed and let the dreams carry me away. Well not really all I saw was darkness but still a nice thought to drift off to sleep too.

The next morning I woke up refreshed. Enough to make breakfast and coffee which was a rare sight for me.

After breakfast I went to my morning classes. I only had 2 today so I wasn't very weary of them. Our professor went over notes we reviewed (or should have) last night. Soon lunch break came so I went down to the cafeteria to meet some friends.

On my way there I was intercepted by a male with hair as dark as midnight. I looked at the guy, he stood there. He was tall, his cheek bones sharp and set perfectly, his eyes narrow and bright. He was perfect.

"Excuse me?" I asked confused. I've done nothing to earn the right to a visit by someone like him.

"Come sit with me." He pulled my hand and led us to the nearest empty table. He sat me down as he sat across from me.

Still confused I asked, "What is it?"

Instead of answering he put his phone on the table. On his phone there was a video, I looked at him.

"Go ahead, play it."

I did as he said and press the play button. My eyes shocked wide open when I saw the contents of the video. It was a video of my little pleasure release last night from my apartment window.

God does he live next door? And why was he recording in the first place??

Before the video could finish I slid the phone back to him.

"Going to post it online? Well if you do make sure to get my good angle. I look pretty good so if you could send me that as well you'd be doing me a huge favor." I said as I set my head on my hands smiling.

"I want to be the only one who gets to see you like this." His gaze dimmed as he stared at me with something like lust.

"Oh? I'm Y/N what's your name?"

He scanned my face for a while before responding, "Dabi."

"Well Dabi are you my stalker now?" He didn't answer, not that I expected him too. His glare hardened.

"I hope you know the real thing is better but I guess you'll never find out huh?"

I said as I stood up, a strong arm grabbed me keeping me in place. Dabi has also stood up and moved to the side of me.

"We both know what you want. You want somebody, anybody. Let me be that somebody for you. What have you got to lose?" He said whispering in my ear as his arms wrapped around me.

"A lot actually." I lied.

He chuckled, "Then take a bet, if I can't make you feel as good as you were feeling last night you can tell the whole school. If not you find a new sex partner. So take a chance on me, Y/N."

A shiver rolled down my spine as his deep voice husked out those words.

"Fine," I said giving up.

"You better make me cum."

He smiled, "I will."


A:N: I'm going to officially end this book soon!!! If you guys want a new book with a new character from any anime please let me know <3 I'll try to finish any mini stories that people are interested in at the moment so let me know your favorite mini story and enjoy thanksgiving <333

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