His Eyes

It's Only Fair

Guys.... we r still alive I swear.

Heres the next part xD

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Fuck.

I tried to open my eyes but it felt as if my eyelids were glued shut.

What the hell?

I groaned heavily, rubbing my eyes furiously as I slowly sat up. I was sitting on a bean bag...

No. I was sitting on Tayla who was sitting on a bean bag. She's more comfortable than you'd think. She snored slightly, as I stood up, on the verge of falling but I caught my balance.

I walked around the house, looking for someone but I was still tipsy... who was I looking for...?

"BEAN BAG SENPAI!" I screamed And seconds later heard a small bang.

"DRUNK SENPAI!" Tayla SCREECHED back.

Tayla came out of the room, looking at me strangely before saying, "I don't know what's happening but hey."

She saluted me and tried to walk in front of me but I grab her arm, pulling her back so that I could ask her a question, "Where's my tol one?"

"Tol On... OH. Let's search." She replied, pulling me along beside her by grabbing my hand.

"Where the fuck is DADDYYY?" She yelled, beginning to lose her patience.

There was a sudden yell, from the other side of the house, "BABY GIRL I'M HERE!"

Tayla grabbed my shirt, pulling me to a run as we bolted towards the voice.

Once we reached the room Tayla jumped at the door, slamming it open, revealing a shirtless Uta and a tired looking Ayato who had a piece if toast in hand.

We stopped in the door way as they both turned to us.

"Hello baby girl." Ayato said with a smile and Tayla leaped at him, knocking him down before wrapping her arms and legs around him.

As Uta watched, confusion on his face, I walked over to him and whispered, "Daddy... you left me behind..." I watched a blush spread on his cheeks but before he could react I pulled my hand back and hit him on the ass, making a loud clapping noise before screaming, "GOTTA GO FAST!"

I bolted from the room and within seconds heard Tayla follow me screaming, "IT WASN'T ME IT WASN'T ME IT WASN'T ME!"

"WHAT WASN'T YOU!?"

"I DIDN'T GROPE HIM!"

I began to laugh, meaning that Tayla managed to overtake me... which also meant Uta was able to catch up.

His arms wrapped around my waist, and whispered in my ear, "It's only fair."

He carried me to his room and let me down once he had closed the door.

I ran to his desk, smacking my thigh on it and grabbing the iPod he uses, accidentally pressing the play button.

"MORGAN NOOO!" He yelled and ran towards me, yanking the iPod out of my hands but it was too late, I'd already heard the song and I fell to the floor rubbing my leg and laughing.

And soon enough I was screaming the lyrics as the song played, and as it's desperately tried to turn it off.

"DANCIN IN MY VANS GETTING WHITE GIRL WASTED I KNOW THIS BITCH DIDN'T STEPPING ON MY SHIT SHE'S LUCKY THAT I'M LIT AND NOW I'M LIKE WHATEVER!"

Having given up on the lyrics I put my time into stopping laughing because I couldn't breathe, the song finally stopped playing and I laid down on my back, allowing my lungs to function.

"I can't believe you."

"Neither can I." I replied.

He looked down at me and very suddenly bent down and grabbed my legs, pulling me across the floor towards the bed, before we reached he let go and pulled me up and threw me on the bed.

"Its only fair." He said once again.

Before I knew it... he pulled out pink fluffy hand cuffs. I screeched and tried to make a break for it but he grabbed me and straddled me as he cuffed my hands to the bedhead.

Many thoughts ran through my head but Uta simply places a peck on my lips before leaving the room.

...what the fuck do I do now?

I waited for nearly 10 minutes before I realised he might not come back. I rolled onto my stomach, twisting the cuffs a little and sat on my knees, desperately trying to break the cuffs.

I had been so focused I hadn't heard him sneak into the room but the sudden stink and clap noise made me aware.

My ass cheek felt hot and was stinging, it felt as if there was pins and needles too.

The bitch spanked me.

"This isn't whay I expected to come back to but I can't say I'm not satisfied with it."

I turned my head, looking at him. He had had a shower, his hair looked as if it had been towel dried and water droplets fell from his neck and face down his torso before finally reaching the towel wrapped around his waist.

I blushed and then realised.

He's trying turn me on. This bitch.

I pouted and said, "Shirt please."

He cocked an eyebrow at me, "Why?"

I rolled my eyes, turning away as I felt my heart race.

I hate him...

....smash or pass?

I blushed YET AGAIN as I thought.

Smash.

I let myself lay on my stomach as I took some deep breathes before rolling onto my back.

"Are you going to do anything or stand there?" I asked impatiently.

He cocked his eyebrow again and smirked, he unwrapped the towel from his body and let it drop to the floor. I kept my eyes on his as he got onto the bed, pushing my legs so that they were spread apart. Blushing heavily I but my lips and closed my eyes.

It's leaned over me, whispering anything he wanted into my ears as long as it made me blush or squirm underneath him. He trailed hickeys down my throat and over my collarbone. These were harsh bite marks that left thick purple bruises and after he finished off biting me he slowly removed my clothes.

He realised then that my bra and top would be hard to remove with the hand cuffs still on but he was unwilling to uncuff me. Instead he ripped my shirt at the sleeves and yanked it off my body and broke the straps on my bra. Once again he started to bite me, making a trail of marks from the top of my breasts done to my hips. I squeezed my thighs together and pursed my lips as he stopped. When he saw my thighs he pried them apart and placed himself between them, smirking at me evilly.

This bitch.

I don't know how long he messed with me but by the time he was ready to stop playing I had come undone, covered in sweat and breathing heavily while he chuckled as he watched how he effected me.

But he was ready for more... and next thing I know... he's pushed in.

Once again, I lose track of time and place and he is the only thing I can focus on.

We finish together and he collapses on top  of me, leaving us both covered in a sheen of sweat, mingling our breaths as we try to calm ourselves.

This is not what I had expected.