The Bittersweet Taste of Dopamine

Chapter 4: Climax 🍋

A/N: Heya guys and gals! It's me, Kamiki, comin' in with a huge apology. I've been on a hiatus for far too long to consider myself as a writer. I'm really sorry for the long wait for literally one chapter of this, but hey, at least I'm back!

Oh and there'll be huge time skips that's gonna happen but not because I'm lazy, it's because I actually want some occasions to happen like new years, christmas and all that. But ye, Enjoy!!
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05-17-23
Y/N's House
2 AM
Y/N's POV
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[Sakuta]
"Yo dude, you awake?"
"You might need to see this."
*Sent one attachment*

HOLY FU-

IT'S THE LIMITED EDITION PLAYSTATION X JJK CONSOLE-

I WANT THIS- NO! I NEEEEED THIS!

"Dude, could you like, not bang the table so much? You do realize that yawn people are still asleep, right?" Futaba said from behind me.

"Ack! Dude, could you like at least not scare me?" I pleaded.

"Well, it was your fault that I'm awake. And besides, why were you banging the table anyway?" Futaba asked.

"Oh that? I was just annoyed at the fact that my phone was waking me up this early in the morning." I replied.

"Well, if you wanna slam your desk, at least try not to make any noise. And if I wake up to your dumb antics again, you will get a hit form me." Futaba said.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. Anyway, just go back to sleep, I still need to-

*Knock, knock, knock*

"What the-" We both said.

"Let me get it." I opened the door to see... The fake?! Wait, what is she doing here.

"Y/N, I need your help with something. May I come in?" The fake asked.

"Uhhh, sure-" As soon as I look behind me, the real Futaba is gone.

"Thanks." The fake said.

"So, uhhhh. What do you need help with-" I close the door and *Thud*

"This." The fake then removed her top and started rubbing my crotch.

"Dude, s-stop!" I tried not to forcefully push her away to the point she'd get hurt  but it was no use since she's got me pinned down.

"Oh come on. I know you want it. You've been fantasizing about his for so long-" *Clang*

"You aight?" Futaba asked as she offered her hand.

"Yeah. But that was brutal dude. You sure she wouldn't like, die? You did just hit her with my pan that I haven't even used yet." I asked.

"Don't worry she'll be fine. But a-are you though...?" Futaba asked while blushing.

"O-oh me? Y-yeah! Always am!" I replied while blushing as well.

"So uh... I guess we tie her up and interrogate her once she wakes up...?" Futaba asked.

"Sure, I guess-" And before I knew it, a kiss was thrown towards my lips as Futaba hugged me tightly.

"I don't ever want that bitch to steal you away... You're mine and mine only... Got it?" Futaba pleaded.

"Is this a confession I'm hearing? I never thought you were into me-" *Slap* Aaaaan there goes the hug.