It's been almost every day that I see the sight of you, laughing and smiling with your friends. Sometimes I even want that smile to myself; sometimes I don't even worry because I have something better than they do. I have been watching you since our younger days, I have been in secret with you since the end of our teenage years. Your back facing me in the morning as you hook up your bra, the sounds you let out at night, me being the cause, the faces of pleasure you make whenever you're below me.But I can't enjoy them to the fullest when I know you're not truly mine, whenever you found a new lover, it would take a week or days to destroy that relationship and make you crawl back to me. I know that it would have to take me to mark you to make sure you'd be back to me, but I still fill myself with empty lies telling you that it's not for my love for you, it's for my own selfishness.
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"... Shinsuke, what about you and Yoshi-san?" Your voice resonates through my ears and mind, the cigarette in between my fingers burns further as I exhale the burning smoke and prop onto his elbows to face you.
"We didn't get along well." I simply answer, even if it was dark, I could see the grim expression on your features as you look away with a wry smile. You pick up your undergarment from the floor and hook it up on your back with a silent huff.
"Is that so? I wonder why you two broke up." You murmur, I look away slightly with a gullible expression. I knew that would be your reaction if ever told you I broke up with her, you would feel guilty because of our relationship.
The phone on the nightstand vibrates and illuminates a part of the room, I could see you stiffen and glance at the screen. My eyes narrow at the name that displayed in the bright white screen, I put the cigarette in the ash burn and smirk when I see your hands clench on top of thighs, your shoulders drop slightly as a sad, guilty expression makes its way to your beautiful features.
A chuckle emits from my throat as I reach you and rest my chin on top of your shoulder while my arms wrap themselves around your thin waist and caress it slightly.
"Aren't you going to answer him, Ryuuko?" I whisper into your ear, my fingers drawing a line up your back towards the hook of your bra as I feel the shiver go up your spine. The smirk on my face minimizes and my eyes narrow when I see you reach for the phone hesitantly. "What are you going to say to him?"
"... I need to go and meet up with him." Your voice mumbles and my smirk dies down, instead a dangerous glint shines in my eyes and a malicious idea goes through my mind instead. I take your chin in my fingers and force you to face me, thanks to the faint illumination of the phone, I could see the dusk of blush that covered your cheeks and the dazed yet sad look in your eyes.
"And you are going like this? Right after what we did, Ryuuko?" I make sure my words burns into your mind, the look in your eyes are filled with guilt and shame. The glance you give your phone and your thumb twitches slightly as if threatening that it was about to press itself down on the red button, but I shake my head with a smirk and place my forehead on top of yours. "You're not going to answer it? That is so rude of you."
You gulp down the knot on your throat and your lips quiver, the phone still vibrating, the name still displaying on the screen. My possessive feelings take over and I lean in, placing my lips on top of yours in an aggressive kiss, your eyes close and as I run the tip of my tongue on top of your lips, from the corner of my eye, I see the phone screen darken but only to lighten up again after a few seconds. I slowly bite your already swollen lips and pull away, making sure to leave you desiring for more.
"Answer it." I demand and you nod your head, your fingers, trembling, press on the green button and you place the phone beside your ear.
"H-Hello?" I could hear the annoying voice from the other side ask various questions, you were humming as I run my fingers up and down the back of your neck and occasionally I would be kissing your shoulder. "I am sorry, Akirou."
The voice continues to complain and I glare into darkness, I brush aside the strands of hair that covered your ears and brush my lips against the edge of them, earning a silent moan from you. "Tell him you won't be able to go." I whisper and your hands grips my forearms.
"I won't be able to go."
"You have more important things to take care of." I once again find myself staring into your amber colored eyes and my lips teasingly peck yours in a ghostly way.
"I have more important things to take care of..." I could still hear his loud voice over the phone so I take it from your hands, I press on the red button and soon enough turn your phone off to make sure nobody else would interrupt us for the rest of the night. After placing the mobile back on top of the nightstand, I smirk at you and pull you closer to me and without hesitating attach my lips onto yours once more.
I unhook the annoying upper piece of clothing and take off the undergarment that prohibited me from being one with you, a deep chuckle escapes my lips. "You're a horrible girlfriend, leaving your boyfriend for me." You look away from me slightly as your eyes brim with tears while you bite your lips.
"B-But you told me to." I huff and my hands caress the inside of your thighs, making a moan emit from the back of your throat as your hands grip my shoulders and your nails scraping them slightly, making me grunt silently in satisfaction so you wouldn't notice.
"You could've said something else, couldn't you?" I lick away the tears from your eyes and drop a kiss on your lips before moving down your stomach as my hands trace the way down. "Your tears are salty, but I know you taste sweet." A whine that was mixed with a moan escapes your lips as I explore deeper into you that night once more.
'Oh god, what have you done to me?'
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Changing (Takasugi Shinsuke)
FanfictionThe neglection of feelings, the denial for somebody's warmth, the lies you feed yourself with in your everyday life. The empty feeling... is it enough to satisfy you, when you know you want more? You change me with every single one of your touch...