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━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━ smut warnings: fingering, unprotected sex, use of mirror's reflection word count: 3244
(Y/N) had been dating her boyfriend for a few months now. Everything was quite literally perfect. He took her on dates, got flowers for her almost every time they met up, texted often and showered her with compliments every second he is got the chance to. (Y/N) often found herself thinking about her new lover, whether it be at work, the food store or while she is home by herself. She could even say, that she was infatuated with him.
But there was this little thing that bothered her. While everything was perfect, they hadn't made it past a goodbye kiss at the door. At first she had liked taking it slow, but after three months it started to bug her a little bit. She loved that her lovely boyfriend Kento Nanami hadn't rushed things or didn't seem to want to take her granted just for her body, but every time she saw him, she wished she could just hug and kiss him all the time. And of course her thoughts didn't stop just there. She often caught herself thinking about how his hands would feel on her hips, his lips against her neck, fingers gently touching her pussy and his cock stretching her out. But she was too embarrassed to even admit to herself that she was thinking that way, let alone initiate anything or even worse tell Nanami.
(Y/N) was staring out of her window from her work desk. Her legs and lower back hurt and eyes were getting tired from looking at the screen all day. She wished she could just go home, eat a lot and doze off in her comfortable bed. She pulled her gaze away from the window and looked at the clock on her wall, just 30 minutes left. She was about to focus back on her work, when her phone vibrated. She took it into her palm and stared at the screen.
Kento Nanami Are you by chance getting off earlier today than usually?
She, in fact, was getting off earlier, because sometimes her boss wanted to go home earlier too on Fridays, so he let everyone else leave as well. She quickly typed the answer and sent it, cheeks warming slightly at the thought of possibly spending the evening with him. Before she could place her phone down, she felt her phone vibrate again.
Kento Nanami Would you like to come to my place tonight? I'll cook something for us and then maybe we could watch a movie?
Yeah, of course, I'll be there at 19
She felt a smile creep up to her face. She was very happy with him. Happier than she had ever been. But that little something was still worrying her. Sure, sex wasn't everything, but it was still a part of the relationship. And since (Y/N) didn't always feel so confident in herself as she would have liked in sexual situations, she started to doubt herself. She wasn't really fond of her past experiences and so had started to feel uncertain. She had never been used or abused, but just the sheer feeling that whenever a man was done, he left and didn't care for her. So even if she craved the physical feeling, she couldn't resist thinking that something was wrong with her.
