Akaza was your rival.
But he hated you. You caused him unnecessary stress. He always wanted to make his dad proud. You were always making it hard for him. His father degraded him not being the best all the time. Muzan always complimented you and compared him to you. He took that out on you.
You should have felt sorry. You should have told him it wasn't your fault. You really should have. It would have been more constructive than having his father shove your head in the pillow while he takes you from behind.
Truth is, you tried.
But that day Akaza wasn't home, his father was. All he did was tell you all the lovely things he heard about you, and a few minutes later, you were bending over the counter getting fucked into oblivion. His dark black locks of hair fell over his eyes as he kissed you. The veiny hand leaning next to your head on the counter as he thrusted into you roughly. Pulling your head back to sink his teeth into your neck as you climaxed.
The secret went too far.
You sat on his dresser with his lips around your nipple as he cupped your other breast, leaving kisses all over your chest. It was so wrong. So wrong to want it. So wrong to think about him at night urging you to text him. He'd only make some excuse why he needs to leave his house. Minutes later, your doorbell would ring. The older man would immediately find your lips.
Akaza could never find out. He'd never forgive you.
Muzan's hands would run along your back as you slept. Lips kissing your forehead as he cuddled you.
But you couldn't stay away from him.
It was fine as long as he never found out.
He was never supposed to find out.
Not like this.
Not with the door slightly ajar. Watching his father fisting your hair as your thighs rippled with every harsh thrust. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you screamed words of encouragement. Begging for every inch of his father's cock. Back arching as you moaned.
He hated it. How dare his father fuck you.
How dare you enjoy it.
He watched his father's fingers run along your skin, rub your clit, choke you, fuck you and please you. His head buried between your pretty thighs.
He couldn't stand it.
At the same time, you looked so beautiful.
It wasn't that he was hurt.
He was jealous and who could blame him...
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