𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 - Five x OC

Chapter 5 - Frustrated

10:50 pm — 7th of August 2024

It was a hot summer night and the sky was clearing to a dark black and Five was sat asleep on his garden chair. My eyes lock to his sleepless body. My body feels with an impulse to slit his throat and laugh as his blood spills from his throat.

With my teeth gritted, I rush over to the table, picking up the knife and retreating over to Five resting body. I hold it up tightly.

My heart was pounding. A second of hesitancy saved his life. I exhale slowly, lowing the knife, walking away from him.

I hold my head in my hands, I'm going crazy.

His eyes flutter opening, seeing me with the knife in my hands, "What were you about to do?" He speaks half-asleep.

I turn around to face him, dropping the knife to the floor, "When am I going home?! I was seconds away from slitting your throat."

He chuckles softly, leaning up on the chair, "If you kill me you're never going home."

I groan in anger, "It's been 2 years Five!"
"I'm so unbelievably frustrated."

I could hear his jaw locking as he stands in front of me, his sudden height change made me jump, his eyes corse mine, looking into my soul, knowing what I am thinking.

"And you don't think I am?! I've been working my ass off to try to get your stubborn ass back to wherever clownfest you came from!"

Both of our hands were tightly wrapped in a fist.

"Get me home Five. I don't care the consequences even if I go home and go to jail, I'd rather be there then with you." I spit, turning my back on him.

The burning tension felt like fire against my back. Five grabs me, pulling me inches away from him, "Say that again."

I gulp, "Am I speaking English cunt?"

He smirks slyly, grasping my wrist tightly. No words were spoken, all was spoken was the words between our eyes as we look at each other in burning fury.

In tight frustration Five pulled me closer aggressively pushing his lips against mine and forcing me up against the wall. As a reflex I compel and kiss him back the same way.

Our tongues fight as we can't kill each other. His hands claw at my waist, my hands pulling his face towards mine in a rhythmic manner. The smell of the musk of smutty sweat made me quiver.

He grabs my left leg, lifting it up and grinding himself against me in a unfriendly manner. I grunt in my mouth, only for him to rip off of my shirt, revealing my sweet breasts.

My skirt slides up as his fingers reach for the burning heat in my pussy. I moan in his mouth. His sweet lips fall down to my neck, sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy.

My hands ruffle through his hair, pulling him closer to my sweaty body.

No words occur from us, the tension only burns harder as Five picks me up and takes us to the mattresses on the floor, he throws me on it, removing his shirt, trousers and boxers.

His face was stern and the steam in the room only made me want him more. His body towers above me, quickly hurrying toward my body, which was craving his hands, mouth, lips, tongue, everything.

A slow thrust and grunt occurred from Five as his dick slips into my wet pussy. I groan with my brows furrowed. Bitting my lip as he thrusts harder and harder.

His right hand reaches for my neck, applying pressure, only making me wetter and wetter.

The moans fill the room and the void of heart is filled with lust instead of the urge to slit his throat.

His lips suck on my jawline like a fish, only making me crave his duck harder.
"Harder." I moan, throwing my head back.

Five concedes, holding my throat harder and quickening his pace into me. The feeling in my stomach feels so fucking good. So strong. So hot.

Our naked bodies grinding against each other. Panting aggressively. The anger from fighting with each other turned into anger within sex.

My nails dig into his back, his body rocks inside of mine. His eyes were closed shut. My body shakes in pure ecstasy, my eyes quiver rolling back as I reach the edge of the cliff.

"Fuck!" I moan, making an o with my mouth as the knot in my stomach explodes.

Five whimpers against my throat, releasing his warm load inside of me. A few slow pumps and pants before he pulls out of me and slumps next to me.

I snap back to reality. My mouth was still widen and my mouth was watering. My body was wet in what I think is sweat, but I'm not so sure anymore.

Shit.