*I feel like I should acknowledge the fact I completely dropped this story and just now finally came back but this type of behavior is common in fanfic writers LOL but anywho enjoy!*
Saiki S pov
now that it was Friday I felt that I should check on how the planted fantasy had grown inside (Y/N)'s cranium. I had to admit I almost forgot what I had started with this week's event happening.
(Y/N) pov
this week has been hell, absolute hell. after my little daydream about Saiki, I couldn't get him out of my damn head. it didn't help that I'm borderline a pervert, so of course. one thing will lead to another and I started rethinking my feelings about how I see Saiki. maybe it could work if I tried, would I even have a chance against teruhashi? probably less than a cent percentage but I just couldn't stop thinking about the what-ifs. what if I'm missing out by not trying, or missing an opportunity to try and win over his affection. the minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days at the opportunity to win him over. what if I was wrong about how he was in bed? maybe it's just my fantasy but what if he's just the way I hoped. ( now this caught Saiki's full attention and wondered what his perverted friend would brew in that head of hers.) maybe he was a sadistic bastard who feeds off my pleasurable torment, would he tease me endlessly and leave me hanging for more? I ponder this thought and entered my own personal nedo mode as class started. ( Saiki also agreed to this questionable thought. for he didn't know if he quite understood how he wanted to torture you, but having the thought of torturing you already put him on the sadistic side)
deciding to dive deeper in your mind to see what fantasy you had indulged yourself in, Saiki had not anticipated finding (y/N) fantasy version of him have her bent over a school desk, his hand rubbing the swell of her ass and the other pulling her hair back towards him. her eyes closed in pure bliss as little whines pour from her lips, Saiki never would have thought he would ever be jealous over himself. yet here he was, watching with envy and irritation that it wasn't the real him touching you like that. the fantasy version of Saiki pulled his hand from her ass and spoke " yare yare. I can't believe you couldn't wait until we left school" his hand had came down to strike " you just couldn't be a good girl for me today, could you (y/N)? * SMACK* "you're lucky to have such a caring boyfriend to help you with your needs" * SMACK* "my dirty little slut" (Y/N) couldn't do anything but moan and whine small pleas and yes sirs. taken aback from the scene in front of him, Saiki did not dare to move to caught in shock. he was aware his dear friend was a pervert but this, this. was pure filth. it wasn't shocking but definitely a surprise to see how rough she wanted to be treated. how she was begging to be used. Saiki's face had flushed incredibly red. he didn't think it would be this intense and affect him this badly, it was best if he left. any longer and he wouldn't be able to carry out his plan and cut it short so soon. so he did
while (y/N) was stuck in her own world still, Saiki was also plotting his next move, he may have to speed it up slightly. for the fantasy (y/N) made Saiki eager to speed this along. he didn't want to keep his pretty girl waiting too long.
An : honestly i don't think this will go anywhere, feel free to leave a comment if you'd wish for this to continue
