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The tapioca pearls swirled in your drink like an endless vortex of soft velvet, digits now wet as the thin veil of water coating the cup transferred on your pads. The ice had melted within the ten minutes you and your partner took your orders and sat down in the small boba coffee’s veranda.
Summer came early that year, so you had to act accordingly and wear a flirty sundress your best friend gave you on your birthday. That was last winter, and you and Okkotsu had started dating roughly a week after.
That meant it was his first time seeing you wearing something so revealing. The two of you weren’t going to rush, since it was your first important relationship and the boy sitting across from you had recently succeeded in moving on from the loss of his previous partner.
It was still painful to think about her and what they had, but Yuuta was sure you understood his yearning for doing things slowly. But was he going to do the same?
After taking peeks at your half bare thighs under the table and your collarbone hugged tightly by the dress’ straps, he wasn’t sure.
«This place is magical!» you sighed as you took another sip of the drink in your hands, «Thank you for bringing me here.»
He followed every action of yours without making it too obvious, even though it was no easy task. You didn’t mind having his undivided attention on you, however.
It was nice to feel desired by someone as caring and kind as Yuuta Okkotsu.
The black shades protecting his eyes were now resting on the top of his head, letting his gentle gaze warm your heart once more. Or was the enamoured smile that embedded his beautiful face?
«It’s my pleasure. One of my best friends works here, and she wanted me to promote this place.
Yeah, I know» his soft chuckles echoed yours, «I didn’t have the heart to let her down. But we also came here because it’s one of the best boba coffees as of now, so I thought it was the best thing to do. Are you okay with it?»
«Of course I am. You’re really considerate of everyone around you.
I love that.»
Okkotsu already felt blood rushing to his cheeks as you said that, but the moment was interrupted by the sound of a low-pitched hiss.
Yuuta went to look behind your back to see what was happening… and he immediately sighed, embarrassment filling his chest.
She was supposed to have her day off today. It was all Mai’s fault, for sure.
The cute apron the waitress was wearing carried the faintest scent of winter jasmine along with it, and you turned your head just enough for the girl to return the action.
Her short hair complemented her face, eyes piercing through your soul as she took in your entire persona.
And a delighted smile was what she greeted you two with.
«You must be Y/N! I’m so happy to finally meet you.
I’m Maki, Okkotsu’s best friend. His favourite.» the aforementioned man rolled his eyes at that and the girl hit him on the shoulder. Everyone knew it was right, but that didn’t mean Yuuta was going to admit it any time soon.
You smiled right back at her and shifted position so that your upper torso was now leaning more towards the girl in front of you.
That way, Okkotsu could see your side profile. It was just as perfect as the rest of you were.
Your lips wrapped around the straw as you listened to Maki talk, giggling every time the other woman rattled off pieces of information about the black-haired man.
«Girls, I’m right here.»
«Oh, we know you are. That’s why I’m trying to apprise Y/N as much as I can about your antique courting skills.»
Yuuta glowered at Maki suspiciously, for he really didn’t know what point his friend was trying to make there. Even if she really was doing so, you didn’t seem to care or notice.
Because your next words swept away any other self-perception the dark-haired boy might’ve felt then.
«Don’t be so hard on him.
I don’t want to speak on Okkotsu’s behalf, but I definitely fell in love with his old-fashioned ways of conquering my heart.»
The sudden confession from your part, followed by your shoulders caving in to hide your shyness, was the final demonstration the boy needed to confirm his feelings.
If you had such strong emotions for him, what he felt for you was two, three, four times more intense.
You were his precious sweetheart. If someone sought to hurt you, he’d scorch the Earth to find and annihilate them.
«Likewise, darling. Likewise.»
Later that day you were sitting on Okkotsu’s couch, its owner fumbling with his phone in the little kitchen not far from the living room. Apparently ordering take-away food wasn’t his best suit.
But his strongest one was watching you: your sundress caressed the apex of your thighs by the time he leaned against the doorframe to compose himself. The low growl that escaped his chest, however, alarmed you immediately.
You couldn’t know the sight of your panties turned him on beyond words, his leg moving to cross the other one to hide his erection.
«Are you alright?»
His nod did nothing to assure you, so you patted the expanse of couch besides your legs. Sighing, the boy quickly made his way to you and sat in a way that made your heart ache. He was too far away for your liking.
Determined to get to the bottom of his sudden mood swing, you suddenly placed a hand on his incandescent cheek while straddling him.
It definitely worked for you, but not for poor Okkotsu. If anything, the tent in his pants grew even more as your throbbing pussy pressed against it.
The boy was in distress.
«Tell me what’s wrong.» you continued, eyes scanning his entire figure until you felt his right hand rest on the back of your nape.
«I suck at placing orders. Next time we decide to eat Thai food, let's have Geto-sensei or Panda do it. They both scare the life out of people just by hearing their voices.»
«Loving the idea, but don’t change the subject. Talk to me.»
Should he? Should he talk to you about how everything you did exude sensuality? How many times you made his head spin just with a flicker of your lashes?
Yuuta was tired of being the good boy.
He had to get it off my chest, despite the promise you did one another when you first started dating.
His fingers traced imaginary mazes on your sensitive skin, then they went further down until his knuckles grazed your backbone to finally land on the small of your back.
«I think I might be at my breaking point, Y/N. We promised not to rush things between us and here I am eye-fucking you since this morning. Pathetic, right?»
A startled chuckle was your response to that, but he didn’t get to reply or have enough time to feel ashamed. You had covered his hand on your back with your own, encouraging Okkotsu to stay there.
«You’re not pathetic. You’re just as horny as I am.»
«Y-you are?»
«I might not have a lot of experience in…well-»
He helped you out with a small smile. «Sex?»
«Yes, but that doesn’t mean I’m stupid or oblivious to your body’s reactions. Or mine, for what it matters.» you proved your point by lifting your sundress to offer your boyfriend the full view of the wet patch at the front of your panties.
His gaze darkened at the action and you almost whimpered when his grip on you tightened. Then he was tilting your head downward to meet his hungry eyes. Lusted-blown pupils had devoured any remnants of colour around them.
«You’re making it more difficult than it is already, darling.»
«Maybe I don’t want it to be hard for either of us. Well» you playfully grinded on Okkotsu and his pained hiss danced on your face, «I want you to be hard for me, at least.»
That was it.
His resolution disintegrated with a mental, ear-piercing screech, resulting in his arms circling your waist to push your body flush against his. And then he took your mouth for himself.
You indulged him with a moan he swallowed down, lips clashing as his hands eventually planted themselves on your ass cheeks. They kneaded and moulded the flesh to his liking, especially each time you sank your teeth into his bottom lip.
He wanted to ravish you.
«W-wait, Okkotsu.» your heaving chest separated from his as you frantically looked at the time, «how long do we have before-»
He interrupted you promptly by rubbing his thumbs on your ass, eliciting a moan from you and a cocky smile from the boy.
«Plenty of time. God, I love that I can feel the heat between your thighs.»
Another exchange of breaths occurred after that, then fervour got the best of Yuuta: his dominant hand sneaked on your front to cup your breasts. Holding you still on him, he went down to lick the stripe of skin between it and the dress when his brain spiralled.
Doe eyes met his as the cold metal of the ring on his finger glided past your dress’ straps to undo them; finally his hand stopped on your throat, and a sudden push towards him had your blood rushing to your pussy.
There was something feral and primal about this Okkotsu that you couldn’t quite put your finger on. Yet it was so intoxicating to watch him you did nothing but sigh the moment you registered his slightly wicked smile.
«I have something in mind that you might like. Do you trust me enough to try it out with me?»
«Yes, I do.» not the loudest response you could manage to get out, nonetheless Yuuta’s smirk grew.
«Aw, my girlfriend has an experimental streak within her, huh? Good to know.
Tap on my thigh if it gets too much and you want to stop.»
And before you could really understand what was happening, your mouth was agape again and Okkotsu’s lips had wrapped around your tongue in no time.
Taken aback you squirmed in his touch, but quickly adjusted to the new feeling of Yuuta sucking on your wet muscle as if it was the only thing that could keep him going. And maybe it was, for his neglected erection was now poking at your entrance with more insistence than before. He didn’t seem to care, but you did.
You moaned as soon as you learnt to reciprocate the intensity of the action, and Okkotsu nearly fainted at the way you were staring at him. Such unconcealed appetite in your every move was a new thing, and it excited the boy beyond any reasonable logic. The balmy, innocent aura of yours had been stripped away by Okkotsu, and what he found resting underneath was a lioness ready to be tamed.
«Now imagine I do this» a final suck on your tongue had your toes curling and your breath stuck in your throat as he pressed harder against you, «on your clit.»
He was so lost in that thought that he didn’t feel your fingers finding harbour in his collarbones as you lifted off him just enough to bring your cleavage at his eye level.
«Baby.»
The pet name you used helped him snap out of it and almost whined when the pressure of your thighs against his was gone. However, his pads caressed your soft globes straight away, giving away the fact you discarded the sundress while he was spacing out.
Every other possibility of his mind drifting away got erased alongside any sense of pudicity left in you, so it was not difficult at all to puff up your chest and motion him to touch you.
You were so addicted to his touch already you weren’t sure how you’d been able to live without experiencing it right away.
«Fuck.»
«Like what you see, my beautiful desperado?» your question got an appropriate answer as Okkotsu eventually bent down to trail his tongue starting from your neck to finally rest on the soft cotton covering your breasts.
The content hum reverberating in his throat inflated your ego, bringing you to throw back your head and whimper out loud whenever Yuuta’s teeth grazed your nipples still trapped in the fabric.
If you thought you were wet already, you sure didn’t include the piercing look your partner gave you as his next words were absorbed by your skin licked by perspiration. The tone alone oozed confidence shaded with possessiveness.
«I really do, my pretty savage.»
Yuuta carried on with his ministrations until his fingers descended on your body and reached the drenched panties that somehow managed to stay up till then. Well, now he was pushing the underwear aside to insert two fingers in the space amid you two and stroked your lower lips coated in your juices.
Juices he gathered on his pads to then taste on his tongue, breath devouring yours as you followed his movements with wide eyes and quivering thighs.
«You’re so good to me, Y/N» your full name sent shivers down your spine and Okkotsu chuckled, «now sit on my lap again, baby. You’ve strained yourself too much. Will you let me take care of you?»
You did as instructed and your happy nod gave the boy the positive response he needed to continue.
Fearing your legs might’ve given in midway to his bedroom, he asked you if you were okay with staying on the sofa. The moment you tilted your head up and down again, he proceeded to flip you over.
Your back impacted with the couch as Yuuta raised to his feet and you looked at him in all his height and excitement barely contained.
«I’ll be right back.»
With that being said he sprinted to the bedroom, right where he kept condoms and lube but you weren’t going to use it that day: you were soaking wet already just by what happened on the sofa. Almost tearing apart both his shirt and pants, Yuuta put on the condom with firm strokes before heading back.
And he nearly whined at what was awaiting his impatient form.
You were waiting for him with your legs partially open, arms both covering your now nude body, anticipation and a pinch of worry gnawing at you. What you lacked in experience you made up in initiative, but was it enough? Was Okkotsu going to put up with it?
Oh, he was going to. Totally.
The boy’s weight rested above yours as he settled down once more, his chest pressing against yours. You would’ve drooled at his pretty cock while he guided his angry tip at your entrance, but all you did was nearly jump out of your skin out of complete, utter tension. He was burning, but the sheer material of the condom was so cold you wondered why it hadn’t melted off yet.
You were going to make a fool of yourself.
«Hey.
Y/N, look at me.» his sudden yet more than welcomed kiss soothed your nerves just enough for you to meet his eyes and shudder.
His fond, encouraging smile was contagious and you found yourself wrapping your hands behind his neck for support as he kissed your insecurities away, gentle pecks erasing every drop of those nasty feelings that didn’t belong with you.
«I know it might be too overwhelming, so don’t break eye contact with me if you still want to do this.»
«I do, silly. Oh-» your vision quickly trained on his length’s tip breaking past your entrance before you lost yourself yet in Okkotsu’s eyes. The stretch burned but it wasn’t hurting so much, and that pushed you to suck a hickey into your boyfriend’s neck.
Once he bottomed out inside you amidst shared pants and hasty kisses, you motioned for him to stay still so your inner walls could accommodate him. And he did, caressing your face with a hand while doing so.
He couldn’t give a flying fuck about your inexperience. He just needed to be with you as long as you wanted him around. There was time for you both to learn about each other’s little secrets.
A jolt of pleasure shot through his system once you moaned in his ear for him to move. Once he did, his hips rocketing into yours to gain momentum while whispering sweet nothings into your ear, you knew you’d feel his stretch for days to come. The ache between your legs was going to stay there for a very long time, considering how aggressive your boyfriend was being in his personal quest of finding and attacking your weak spots.
Nobody was very aware of that, but Yuuta Okkotsu was really, really competitive.
And if the final prize was the sight of you shaking and moaning his name against his body… Well, nothing could stop him.
Nothing.
His thumb worked your sensitive nub as the head of his cock eventually kissed your cervix, the action eliciting a loud wail from you that the dark-haired man felt on his shoulder blade. Your teeth had penetrated his skin as viciously as he did when your legs wrapped around his waist.
«You’re taking me so well. Look» you stared at the belly bulge Okkotsu was pointing at right after he slid back in you, «do you feel me going this deep inside you, baby?»
You nodded, nails scratching the sensitive skin behind Yuuta’s ears as you arched your back off the couch, the orgasm approaching at lightspeed. All the chords within you snapped simultaneously, for his final pushes had your eyesight going blank for a couple of minutes.
Judging by the way you were going limp against him, Okkotsu trapped your lips in another kiss you reciprocated right away, his tongue chasing for yours until his own release pushed him to go taut, lazily bucking his hips against yours as bruises embedded you both and he sucked your tongue again.
After you felt like yourself again, your fingers were already circling Okkotsu’s wrist as he slipped out of you. He was just going to throw the used condom in the trash can, but you needed him to stay there with you.
«Come here.» he lifted you up in his arms effortlessly, his nose brushing against yours while he got rid of the object. By the time he confessed that he had the physical need to feel all of you without barriers — and that was going to happen next time you two did the deed —, your ears burned hotter than all nine rings of Hell combined.
Half an hour later you were both eating Thai food on the carpet right in front of the couch, Yuuta preferring to wear only a pair of grey sweatpants while you had on just a black shirt of his. The gallantry that distinguished Okkotsu from the rest of men struck once again as he helped you in the shower, pestering your face in kisses while you did the same as soon as he moved to go under the shower head. Then he did the same, for he had pushed your half naked silhouette behind him while the young man in front of you both did his best to avoid staring at your bare legs. The hem of the shirt barely covered your nudity, and Yuuta was a breath away from losing it again.
You now watched as he motioned for you to straddle him, and when you did his brazen smile mirrored yours. Before you could say anything, though, he gently shove his spoon in your mouth. The taste of bean sprouts and peanuts hit your taste buds at the same time the stir-fried rice did, and a happy giggle filled your stuffed cheeks.
Once you swallowed the big spoon of food, you did the same with him and a content smile plastered on his beautiful face.
«You know, I could get used to you feeding me pad thai wearing just my shirt with no underwear on.»
«Really now? I could say the same about you, baby.» you replied, forehead resting in the crook of his neck while your free hand roamed over the waistband of his pants.
«You better, because you won’t get rid of me so soon now. Now, me fucking you on my couch before eating Thai food is still an old-fashioned way of conquering your heart?»
You shove the boy half laughing half choking on the rice, the sudden change of topic having you gasping for air.
Nonetheless you kissed his pouty lips soon after you fed him another generous amount of food, his forearms possessively hugging your middle while your fingers gently pressed on the dark circles under his eyes. They seemed less deep today, lighter.
You loved him from the smallest piece of hair on his head to toe, and the warmth radiating from his eyes every time they landed on your figure stated the same.
It was another love, a gentler one. One that mended all wounded hearts and bloomed under a hot summer night.