Requested by: YumiHamada
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"Don't you think you're getting a bit too close to (Y/n)?"
Laughing nervously, the cowlick teen crept discreetly further from his friend, now seemingly unhinged. He spoke in a hostile tone, reminiscent of a protective boyfriend. Except he wasn't. He had no claim to you. By inviting to tutor you, Isogai had unwittingly unleashed a side of the blonde that he didn't have on constant display.
"Calm down! S-She's just a friend." He reasoned; a vain attempt to cease the boy's absurd behaviour.
"She doesn't need friends."
Red blotches filled his sight.
He saw it too late.
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There was a light bounce to your step as you skipped down the unoccupied street, leading to your school. Various crimson patches adorned the object dangling in your hand. The furnace at the back of Kunugigaoka would fix your...small problem. Maybe they wouldn't question why one of their students stopped showing up.
Certainly, the main campus wouldn't mind.
It was one less reject to cater for.
If only she had been more careful – If only she had taken your warning – If only she hadn't been such a brat.
Then, you might not have had to kill her.
Ambling towards the building with great enthusiasm, soundless among the silence, you made around the establishment with haste. Peering cautiously every few steps, attempting to appear lost in case someone found you, your journey soon came to a standstill.
A singular question prodded at your mind.
Why is he here?
Having listened for your gentle footfalls, assuming you would come yet again to deliver another body or instrument of murder, there he stood, alone and bloodied. An insignificant amount of panic dispersed throughout your body, managing to render you temporarily rooted to the spot.
He glanced the thing in your hand, a recognisable grin hijacking his features.
"That's not anti Koro-sensei material, (Y/n)." His voice was very definitely teasing.
You relaxed, allowing him to get a better look at the object.
"I had to take care of a...problem." You muttered, not having nearly enough sympathy to give her a name.
"Me too. I suppose that's two classmates dead and gone."
Insouciant, you advanced in his direction, pausing where he stood, right next to the furnace. He trailed a curious hand down your arm, pleased at the shiver he had evoked. As if assessing the quality of your skin, he quite abruptly bit down on your neck, earning a gasp of surprise.
His tongue ran along the mark, creeping up your neck, placing love bites on the hardest spots to cover up. You moaned, suddenly feeling a weight lifted. You realised it was your weapon, and before you could retrieve it, the furnace had encased it in flames.
A disgruntled sound arose from your throat, sending unpleasant vibrations to the blonde. He withdrew his lips, scanning your body in order to select the next spot for violating.
Meanwhile, you tried lifting up your head to meet him, endeavouring to make his mouth touch yours.
"Don't make me punish you." He whispered lowly, giving your cheeks a soft scarlet hue.
"Mae-"
You began his name, only to be forcefully shoved to the ground. You were lying on the grass, neck riddled with evidence of abuse, being pinned down by an agitated blonde. He stared at your figure, deciding how best to go about undressing you. After a short while of pondering, he decided on traditional.
He'd just rip your clothes off.
Yanking your blazer boldly, he soon made short work of your top – not even bothering to attempt unbuttoning it. He threw the offending articles elsewhere, opting to pull your bra up rather that unclip it. This meant that it was practically strangling you, but what did he care?
His mouth found its way to your breasts, sucking desperately on one bud, all the while neglecting the other. Occasionally, he would bite it, causing you to yelp in pain.
Instead of satisfying your other breast, he chose to fiercely remove your pants/skirt, leaving you in nothing but panties, socks and shoes. Detaching his mouth from your chest, he moved his head further below, reaching down to your abdomen, stopping at your panties.
He brought them down swiftly with his teeth. You gasped when cold air hit your area, and again when you felt a hot muscle swirl around it, covering every inch in your partner's saliva.
"A-Ahh ~" You moaned out, hoping it would arouse him, as he didn't seem too excited.
As if an act of revenge, he thrust his tongue into you, making you squirm around. He explored as much as he could inside you, until you orgasmed. Upon sampling the white liquid, and finding that he did indeed like its taste, he lapped up the remaining dregs, making eye-contact with you as he licked it from the corners of his mouth.
"I think that's enough foreplay." He stated, in a tone that made it clear he wouldn't take opposition.
"I'm r-ready." You panted, slightly fatigued from your previous climax.
Unbuckling his belt, and sliding down his pants allowed you to glimpse his erection. Through the boxers, it looked to be suffocating. Relieving himself, Maehara promptly hooked his fingers on to the waistband, dropping them to his knees. He proceeded to take them off completely, and line himself up at your entrance.
"You're mine. You need to learn that."
He rammed his manhood into you, going slower once inside. You couldn't take the agonisingly slow pace, and urged him to speed up. He complied, thrusting relentlessly, trying to find your g-spot.
"M-Mae ~ AH!"
His momentum was incredible – his member twitched inside you, signalling his oncoming orgasm. You wrapped your legs around his torso, pushing him deeper into you.
"Nngh...a-ah.."
Unexpectedly, he pulled out, causing you to whimper from the loss of pleasure. In a matter of seconds, he shoved himself back in, making you scream.
"MAEHARA!"
He smirked, thrusting over and over again, hitting the spot you liked most. He grunted when you came, covering his cock in a white substance. Not long after, he announced that he was cumming, and when he did, he buried himself deep inside you.
"A-Ah!! Nngh...fu.."
"I-I want to know." He panted, sweat dripping down his forehead.
"K-Know? Know what?" You inquired.
"Who you killed."
