aonung x Roxto's sister
I press my head to the ocean floor, finally feeling relief along with waves wash over me. I close my eyes, letting the sun heat my body. A shadowy figure clouds the warmth I felt. My eyes look up immediately and ugh... it's him.
I sit up on my elbows immediately, trying to gauge the reason for his disturbance. "So?" The sass in my voice doesn't go unnoticed as he raises an eyebrow he doesn't have.
"What do you mean so?" His amusement shining through his fake question. I roll my eyes, "why are you here Aonung? Haven't you bothered me enough today?" His smirk stays persistent as mischief rolls in his eyes.
He crouches down, a bit too close for my liking, his abs flexing slightly. I catch my eyes before I trail down further than I should. He looks around for a second. I study the way the veins on his hand practically burst against his hand. I wonder when I stopped viewing him as Roxto's annoying friend and this.
"I cant see my best-friend's sister anymore?" He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his face close. My eyes widen at his boldness. I mean , we've teased each other before but we've never moved to such close contact until now.
"Careful, you know how Roxto feels about you and me." I shyly look away, a smile gracing my face. A warm pool puddling in the bottom of my stomach. I don't want him to pull away but... I know he's off limits. All of Roxto's friends are but especially Aonung.
His smirk becomes lopsided as he laughs. He looks around fast before sitting on his knees. He spreads his elongated legs around my body, close as ever. I can smell his hair wash radiating off of him. He smells so deep and masculine.
The scent intoxicates me and I turn my head to not face him. Seeing his face this up close makes my heart race faster than the waves next to us. Aonung's fingers pull my chin back to face him. I look up at him.
Even though we're sitting down, he's still taller than me somehow. I feel like he can hear my heartbeat. His finger glide down slowly to my neck and then to the hems of my top. I look down at his hands.
His soft hands play with the strap of my top. My flustered face causes him to smile. "What?" He asks , tugging on the strap of my top. I gasp, hands immediately trying to hold up my top. "Aonung!" I shriek.
"Sweetheart, nobody's here. You know you wanna show me." His eyes stare at mine with desire, lust and hunger. I look around us, it's true. It's just Aonung and I. On a secluded area of the island.
He scoots closer to me, reaching for my hands. He pulls my hands from my top and it falls in front of him. I look away shyly, I've never felt so naked and excited before. His eyes roam my exposed chest like a predator.
His hands travel down further south to my waist, gripping it tightly. His cold fingers send shivers down my back. I scoot closer, feeling emboldened by the secluded area. Aonung lets one of his hands travel back up, giving my breast a squeeze.
I moan into his ear, shifting my weight onto his lap. I grind against him as he kisses up and down my neck. I let my neck fall back, rotating endlessly on his hard-on. He bites my neck, making me yelp and grip his shoulders for balance.
My eyes flutter at him, his oceanic blue eyes stare back at me. His hands travel to my bottoms, keeping eye contact as he rips off my favorite cover-up. Now, fully naked in front of my brother's best friend, I push him onto his back.
I tumble down with him, kissing his soft lips. Rolling around in the sand, he sits me up by my waist. "Aonung" I whisper. The corner of his lips tug into a smirk, thrusting slowly into me. I yelp in surprise. His covering barely holding all his length.
I slam back on him, feeling out his hardened cock. He stiffens his moan, his eyes low and dangerous. He flips us over, pushing me on my back with my legs up.
He spreads my legs, "Tell me you want this." His breathing unsteady as his excited dick presses into my wet opening. "I need this, Aonung." My panting becoming louder as he lines his tip up with my entrance.
My hands at my side immediately fly to his stomach, feeling him stretching me out roughly. I whimper as he moves around slowly in me, the pain filtering out soon enough. As my whimpers turn to moans, his thrusts gain a deeper rhythm.
The thrusts make a wet slosh sound as he travels inside of me more and more. My hands slow him down as his speed intensifies. Aonung pins my hands above my head and further accelerates his movement.
I cry out in joy, eyes rolling to the back of my head. His lips kiss my jawline and neck, whimpering lightly in my ear. "You're so beautiful when you take it." My legs tighten around his waist, his words tightening my core.
"Aonung" I moan loudly, the sexiness, the shame and the shock finally hits me of what we're doing. Tears run down my face, "you're Roxto's best friend.. this is wrong." He smiles at my whining moans and licks the tears off my face. His thrusts go deeper inside of me, my legs shaking as he doesn't stop.
I scream his name, not caring about who hears. He kisses my neck, "You're such a slut for me. Your brother's best friend?" His words drown my guilt with horniness. He's right, this is wrong. It feels too good to stop.
I clench around his length, eyes shedding more tears than ever. I moan and beg for him to let me cum. His thrusts intensify, finally finding my spot. I shriek his name, "Aonung! Right there!" He stops leaving hickeys on my neck and stares into my eyes as he pounds into me.
"You're gonna cum for me, baby?" His hot breath on my ears overstimulates me more. I nod desperately. "Use your words, sweetheart." His condescending voice mixes in well with his grunts of pleasure. "M gonna cum" I whimper quietly, mouth agape.
The pleasure he's giving me has left me speechless. I slam back into him, trying to catch his rhythm. He moans as our bodies collide. I tighten so much around him and finally release. He keeps going, sending me into overdrive.
I'm a drooling mess as he kisses my forehead, "You're taking it so good, such a good slut." His thrusts become more sloppier as his tip twitches. Still sensitive, I yell his name as he drops loads into me. He still thrusts, milking every last drop.
He lets go of my hands, they flail back to my sides. My chest pants heavier and heavier. I look up at his face, his curly man-bun undone, fallen at his shoulders. The moonlighting reflecting off of his light teal skin.
I take a deep breath and admire the man above me. He looks down at me with ease, pulling up my body with one of his huge hands. I slightly whimper at him still moving in me. He smiles gently, slowly sliding out. Cum drips out of me, my eyes widening at the discovery.
"Aonung!what did you do?" I questioned, shocked by the fact he came in me. "Shhh, baby it'll be ok." He murmurs, pulling me into a hug. I roll my eyes but nonetheless hug him back. "Y/n?" I hear a voice call out for me. Aonung and I both look up, eyes wide.
"It's my brother! Where are our clothes?" I panic. I instantly cover myself. "Shit, ok stay here I'll find our clothes." Aonung rises from the sand, running around urgently checking for our clothes.
