Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)

Chapter- 11 My Pretty Boy 🍋

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Osamu placed his hand behind Lilith's headrest as he pulled out of his parking spot. He was watching for cars, but he noticed her eyes trailing across his body. Osamu wasn't a shy man by any means, but, "yer gonna make me blush if ya keep check'n me out like that."

Lilith snorted a giggle. "I'm curious pretty boy, have you ever blushed before?"

Osamu winked at her and chose to leave it up to her imagination.

Lilith relaxed back in his truck's big ol bucket seats and chuckled, "fine, don't tell me. I'm going to imagine that at one point in your life you were a sweet little innocent virgin boy who got corrupted by an older fine ass woman named Jolene who stole your innocence with a single romp in the hay."

Osamu genuinely could not keep his smirk off his lips as he laughed deeply, "yer actually not too far off."

"Really??! I'm sensing a story, so tell me, how did the Oh-So-Sexy-Osamu lose his virginity."

Osamu's storm-grey eyes peeked at her from his peripheral. He placed his arm over the steering wheel and absentmindedly drummed his fingers to a soft country tune coming over the radio. "Don't most women not want to know that sorta thing? Ain'tcha gonna get jealous or some shit?"

"How would I know what other women would do?" Lilith challenged as she turned the radio up a bit since Osamu seemed to like the song. It was a small action, but to Osamu, it meant a lot. He had worked very hard at being the more reserved Miya, and somewhere along the way he had begun to be very difficult to read. Yet there was Lilith bobbing her head along to the ancient country tune and recognizing his nearly invisible tells of happiness.

She snapped him out of his grateful foggy thoughts by saying, "I can't speak for other women, but I'm not going to waste my energy being jealous over something that happened in your past."

He wished he could slap on a carefree valley girl voice and say, "Yeah samsies!" but the reality was, he'd likely taste that bitter unpleasant flavor again if he had to think about Lilith with some scrawny fucker (naturally everyone in his mind was a skinny fuck because he had always been on the thicker athletic side).

Just like desensitization therapy, Osamu thought he could get over the jealousy by forcing himself to face it, so he grumbled darkly, "I'll tell ya my Jolene story if ya tell me about yer first."

Lilith tipped her head back and laughed loud enough that he instantly became suspicious. "What's so funny?"

"Noth'n for you to worry your pretty little head about," Lilith hid her smile behind her dainty cough. "You first."

Osamu was still downright annoyed by how much he loved hearing her laugh as well as how much he did not love that she was thinking about another man while with him.

"My Jolene was my middle school volleyball coach."

"No fucking way! You lost your virginity in middle school?"

"Nah princess," Osamu gave her the cockiest most arrogant smirk, "I hit a pretty big growth spurt in my second year of high school. I was pick'n up my cousin from practice, and low and behold my old coach was there. Needless to say, one thing led to another."

"Ummm no, sir! That is most certainly not enough detail." Lilith put her elbow on the center console and propped her sweetheart-shaped face on her hand. With hearts in her eyes, she asked, "how'd it happen?"

Osamu rolled to a stop at a red light. He finally looked over at her smiling face fully. "Lil, ya really wanna hear the details about how she took me back to her office and let me fuck her till we were nearly caught by 'Tsumu?"