my obsession [ isaac foster x reader ]

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"Zack?" I looked around the house. I loved this place so much, but I wasn't sure if we can stay here.

"Huh?"

"Where do we go?"

"What do you mean? You wanna go somewhere or somethin'?"

"Not really, but someone's been here. There's a person out there who knows where we live. Do you realise how dangerous that is?"

"Quit worryin' will ya? We'll figure something out" he said, uninteresed and sat on the couch.

"For fuck's sake, Zack! When?! When are we gonna figure something out?! The cops can come here at any second!" I snapped.

"Stop fucking yelling at me, you bitch!" he yelled.

"And what else am I supposed to do, huh?!"

"I don't know!"

"Pack your stuff. We're leaving" I said.

"Huh?! Where do you wanna go?! We have nowhere else t-!"

"Quit worryin' will ya?" I mocked him "This is the best time to leave, without anyone spotting us"

We didn't say a word to eachother as we walked down the road. It was so quiet, I could hear the crickets in the high grass.

"Yo, Y/n" Zack finally spoke.

"Mhm?"

"I know where we can go"

"Where?"

"Down this road there are bunch of fuckin' rich people's summer houses. We can just break into one and stay there for a couple of months. The owners ain't gonna notice"

"What if they do notice?" I asked, still unsure of this idea.

"WHAT IF YOU SHUT UP FOR ONCE?!"

"Fineeee. Jeez, no need to be so angry all the time"

We walked over to the first house in our sight. It was white and it had wooden doors and windows. It looked so easy to break in.

Bet, they weren't expecting this to happen with zero security alarms.

Zack broke a window which I assume belonged to the basement. I climbed through the window and checked out the house. Tall ceilings, huge windows, two bathrooms... All this and nobody around.

After I made sure that there was no one inside I opened the front door to let Zack in.

"Damn, this place is so-"

"Spacious" I finished his sentence.

"I'm starving though" he said and opened the fridge which was surprisingly full enough to feed the whole town.

Zack didn't hesitate and prepared cereals with milk, meanwhile I made pancakes.

I swear, he could live off cereal for years.

"We'll have to move soon" I said as I took a bite of my pancake.

"Huh? Why?" he said with mounth full of cereal.

"It's currently May and I suppose this is a summer house. We don't know when the owners plan on visiting" I explained.

"Stop being a smartass around me, bitch" he yelled "Be glad you're not sleeping outside"

"Wow, that's some attitude for someone who can't step a foot outside without the cops noticing" I sneered.

"Shut up!"

"Or?"

"Or I'll make you shut up"

I smirked at him, not really expecting Zack to do anything. Surprisingly he stood up and picked me up bridal style.

"Hey, Zack! Put me down, right now!"

Without saying a word he carried me to the nearest bedroom and threw me onto the bed.

"Ouch. That hurt, y'know" I whined.

He unbuckled his pants.

"Get on your knees" he commanded. I did as I was told to. I was looking up at Zack who's eyes were full of lust. I tried not to break the eye contact, but the thing that caught my eyes more was his hard dick throbbing through his boxers.

I decided to tease him. I grabbed it harshly and looked up at him to see his reaction. He was now gritting his teeth with pleasure.

"Fuck, Y/n. The things you do to me" he gritted his teeth more but then grinned.

He put down his boxers and shoved his dick down my throat. A tear rolled down my cheek as I gagged. It was way too big.

Zack grabbed my hair harshly making me look at him.

"Can't be a smartass with your mounth full, huh?" he smirked as I started to suck on it. I grinned against it as I continued to bob my head up and down. I choked when he pushed his thing deeper down my throat. More tears fell down my cheeks. That's when he moaned.

"Sh-shit, Y/n" he wiped away my tears "Just like that"

He soon twitched inside my mounth and that's when I knew.

"I'm gonna-" I heard Zack say as I continued. He let out a loud moan as his thick liquid filled my mounth and I had no choice but to swallow.

"Good girl" he whispered, throwing his head back in pleasure.

I wiped my mounth and looked at him seductively, sitting on the floor after he fixed his pants. My throat hurt so bad.

"Any more smart things to say?" he grinned at me. I shaked my head no in response.

It was around 5 AM so we headed to bed.

"Does it hurt?" Zack asked me as we laid next to eachother just in our underwear.

"Yes" I replied, expecting aftercare, but it was Isaac Foster, so what could I really expect.

"How much does it hurt?"

"On a scale one to ten, one hundred" I noticed him get excited

"And would y-" he stopped himself before asking another question, realising he was getting hard again "Fuck, that felt so good"

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