-In 2023, not all parents hold their children to traditional standards for love and marriage, but modern lifestyles are still not always accepted. Especially not when your younger sibling is getting married first and your parents are practically jum...
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When Hinata presses your back against the nearby wall, an audible gasp leaves your mouth as you desperately call out for air.
"God, you look so beautiful," he mutters as his lips reach your neck. You hum back as your hands wrap around his body, clawing at the back of his shirt. "I want to taste you so bad."
"Shoyo..." you mutter desperately as he sinks down onto his knees.
With a slight grin, he looks up at you and places one of your feet on his shoulder. He watches the expression on your face closely as his hands begin to travel up your thighs until resting comfortably on the waistband of your panties.
"Fuck, Shoyo, you're such a tease! Just-" you whisper shout at him, grabbing a fistful of his soft hair. But before you can finish, he's ripped your panties and thrown them to the side.
You find yourself aghast at the situation you've found yourself in until his lips reach your dripping pussy, making you forget whatever it was you were mad about.
Moaning softly as pleasure settles into your stomach, you can feel him smirk against you. "I'll get you new ones if you want. But I doubt you're going to need them for the rest of the night."
Your lips part as he pushes two of his fingers into you, pumping in and out. You clench around him, arousal dripping down his hand, but the rest of your body itches for more. You begin to curse to yourself as you push your hips against his face.
Hinata's tongue runs circles around your clit, making your legs turn to jelly in return. A third finger is then added and you throw your head against the wall behind you.
"More, Shoyo," you call out to him, "I need more." You bite down on your lip as his fingers spread out within you. But suddenly, you remember where you are, and you cover your mouth with your hand.
"Don't do that," Shoyo shakes his head as he looks up at you. He reaches his free hand up and grabs your wrist. "I want to hear you," he adds just as his fingers begin to intertwine with yours.
Hinata stands up and presses your hand into the wall, still connected with yours. His other hand pulls out from you and reaches into his pants. You watch closely, breath shaky as he reveals himself to you.
You lift one of your legs around his waist as he lines himself up to your core. "Just relax, okay? I won't go too hard on you. I know you'll want to walk out of the room on your own," he teases.
"Just fuck me already," you hum back.
Hinata does just as you ask. He pushes right in until every last inch of your insides are filled by him.
You feel so full, so close to the edge. You grip onto the back of his head, take a fist of his hair, and pull him into another searing kiss.
But before you can fall over the edge, the doorknob begins to rattle. Only your subconscious notices, however, so neither you nor Hinata makes an attempt at moving until the door bursts open.
Before you now stands the newlyweds, only blocked by Hinata's half-naked body.
"What the actual fuck is going on in here?!" Sawamura nearly gags at the sight. "You're fucking my sister... at my wedding?!"
Hinata scrambles for a response at the same time he places your leg down and covers you up.
"I, uh, well technically the wedding is over so..." he stutters.
You groan as you bend down and quickly toss your torn-apart panties into the nearby garbage bin. "Sawamura, we were just-"
"Get out!" he grumbles.
"Wait a second, what are you two even doing in here? This is the bride's room..." you begin to test him.
"Y/N. Out!"
"Going," you sing as you grab onto Hinata's hand. You tug him out of the room, smiling awkwardly as you pass by your brother and his new wife.
"Wait, one last thing!" you call out as you turn around. But instead of answering, Sawamura shuts the door right in their face.
"Assholes," you grumble to Hinata. But when you turn around to face him, he's frozen in place. "What's wrong?" you then ask.
"Hey, you said your mom went home already, right?" he questions as he looks past you.
"I don't think my mom's one to stick around for a party that smells of alcohol and sexual tension. She's probably at home arguing with my dad again," you chuckle.
"Then, uh, why's she staring at me like she's ready to commit homicide..."
"What're you-" you begin before Hinata grabs you gently by your shoulders and turns you around. There, you see your mother, her face completely frozen as if she'd seen a ghost. "Shit. Did we just kill my mom?"
A moment later, your mother's legs give out, and Hinata races to her side before she falls. She says hardly a word, only stares up at him as though she's looking death right in the eyes.
"Is she okay?" Hinata asks you as he runs his hand back and forth in front of her face.
"I think she's in shock. She must've seen when Sawamura and Fuyuko walked in on us... God, why can't my family just be fucking normal?" you grumble to yourself.
"Okay, well, what do we do now?" he asks nervously as he wraps her arm around his shoulders and help her to stand.
"I think there's an emergency tent outside. We can bring her there," you nod as you walk toward them. You then wrap your mother's arm around your shoulder just as Hinata had done on the other side. "Come on, Mom, let's go."
