Ex's Best Friend (Short Story)
He was always kind, friendly, but never a close friend. his best friend was my boyfriend. After the break up though, he went above and beyond. He checked in on me, took me on drives and sat with me while I practically ate my weight in chicken nuggets.
“I’m sorry he hurt you” he said, grabbing my shoulder and pulling me into a hug after grabbing ice cream with me.
“It’s not your fault,” The thing about him, he wouldn’t let go of a hug unless I let go first, especially in conversations about my ex. Finally, I loosened my hold on his torso and stepped back. I continued, “I just hate seeing him everywhere. In my car, in my bedroom.”
“Why don’t you come spend the night at my place? Get your mind off him for a bit.” I paused at the offer, in conflict with myself.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother.”
“You won’t be a bother, I promise. Plus, this way you won’t have reminders of him.”
“Okay,” I quietly agreed. We got ourselves into his car and instead of going straight to his house, he said, “let’s take the long way.”
This ‘long way’ consisted of back road with very few vehicles. On this route, he would drive fast and drift corners, making me smile. Each time he shifted, I caught him glancing at me to see if I was smiling. Inevitably, he got what he wanted, catching a giggle from the fluttering in my stomach.
“Now that’s what I like to see,” he said, messing my shoulder length hair. Not long after, he pulled into his driveway. “Technically it’s my parents place, but I get the basement suite all to myself.”
I was surprised when we walked in. Expecting the messiness of a single twenty-something boy, I walked in and saw clothes neatly organized, laundry in the bin, dishes in the cupboard, and garbage in the bin. I can only assume he saw the surprise in my face asking, “what, not what you expected?”
“No, not quite I guess.”
I followed him as he passed through another door, leading to his bedroom. “You can sleep in here, I’ll take the couch.”
“No no, I’m already crashing here, I’m not going to put you out of a bed too. Besides, I would hate to ask so much of you.”
“So much?”
“I.. I don’t have spare clothes with me, so could I borrow some sweats and a t-shirt?”
He walked over to his dresser, pulling out some black sweatpants, then walked to his closet and grabbed a baggy tee and tossed them both to me.
“I’ll at least let you get changed in the bedroom,” he said, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him. Looking at the shirt, it had ‘Knights’ scrawled across it.
Quickly, I changed into the clothes and opened the door again. “Don’t worry, I’ll wash these before I give them back to you.” I said walking out of the room.
“Don’t worry about it. I have to do a load tomorrow anyways. I grabbed out a couple blankets and a pillow for you.” I hadn’t previously noticed the two blankets now on the couch, both neatly folded and with a pillow balancing on top. “I didn’t know if you get too hot or too cold at night, so I grabbed a thin blanket and one thick fluffy one.” Despite the kindness and care he had previously shown, I was still shocked at this gesture.
“Oh, thanks.”
“It’s still kinda early,” he said, looking at his watch. “Want to watch a movie or something before we crash? I’ve got Netflix and Disney.” He offered.
“Sure, what do you want to watch? Action, comedy?”
“You can choose, I’m down for anything.” He said, turning on his game console before handing me the remote. I went straight for Disney, selecting the ‘Pixar’ tab, selecting ‘Up’
He walked back out from the bedroom in another pair of sweatpants, this time grey, and a muscle shirt. “This what we’re watching?” He asked.
“I mean, it’s what I picked, but we don’t have to watch it.”
“No no, this is okay. I like this movie.”
Sceptical I asked, “yeah, what’s your favourite part?”
“Oh, you know, the part where they uh.. when the person…” he said beginning to laugh, making me laugh as well. “Okay, you got me, I’ve never seen this movie. But you picked it so I’m gonna watch it for you.”
‘For you’ I thought. People hadn’t done something ‘for me’ in a very long time. He picked up the controller, starting the movie and setting it aside. I grabbed the big fuzzy blanket and threw it over myself. “Want to share?” I asked, offering some of the blanket to him.
“Sure,” he said, “but we might have to sit closer. This blanket isn’t very big. Only if you’re okay with it though.”
I scooched closer until our legs were touching and tossed half of the blanket over him as well.
I made it half way through the movie before I was struggling to keep myself awake. I stopped trying to fight it and found comfort in my half-asleep state. I didn’t know when the movie ended. But I heard a faint “that was actually a good movie” before he shifted his weight, noticing I was asleep. I felt him get up from the couch before moving me and covering me with the blanket. This movement caused me to come back to reality and let out a quiet groan.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He whispered. “I’m gonna go to my bed now, okay?”
“Mmhm”
In my now awake, but still tired state, I tossed and turned, hoping to get comfortable and being unsuccessful. Some time later, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 30, I decided to go to the bedroom and see if he was awake.
I walked quietly to his door way, his door open just enough to see the illumination of his phone screen scrolling. I knocked gently.
“Are you still awake?” He flipped around to face the door.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Sorry to bother you.”
No, it’s all good. I was just doom scrolling.” He chuckled. “What’s up?”
I was nervous to respond honestly. Thinking back and forth about what lie I could spin or tell him the truth. “I.. I’m so used to someone else being beside me. I haven’t been able to sleep well since the break-up. I guess that’s why I fell asleep so quickly during the movie..”
He must have picked up on what I was trying to say, because he responded “do you want to sleep in here with me?”
I nodded and walked over to the bed. I noticed how soft the covers were, I hadn’t noticed that the last time I was in the room. He pulled back the blanket, revealing his sheets.
“Hulk sheets?” I questioned
“Hey, don’t knock it. You can take the kid out of the superhero, you can’t take the superhero out of the kid.” We both laughed as if that was the joke of the year, although it was not nearly as funny. I sat on the bed, turning and sliding my beer between the mature, solid grey duvet, and the almost nostalgic and childish sheets, pulling the blanket back over me.
“Thank you for being here for me.” I said, and his reply left me speechless, “I care about you, and I want to make sure you are okay. Anything you need, I’m here for you.” I reached over, placing my arm across his now shirtless chest and squished him in a semi-hug and he leaned his head on top of mine.
I pulled back just a few inches and for the first time, just looked at him. In the darkness I could barely see, but there was just enough light to see the curve of his shoulder, the fluffiness of his hair, and his nose.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He quickly stated
“It’s okay, you didn’t.”
“I’ll just lay on this side and…”
What happened next surprised us both. I stretched up and gently kissed his lips. Pulling away in shock of what I had done, we both just looked at each other.
“Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking,” I said. “I just got broken up with like, last week and you were his closest friend, but you’ve been so nice and it makes it so easy.”
Instead of saying anything back, he put his fingers under my chin, making me look up. Once we were face to face again, he leaned towards me, kissing me, this time sustaining it longer. I placed my hand in the dip of his waist as he pulled away.
“Was that okay?” He asked. I nodded in response. “Would it be okay if we did that again?” I didn’t even reply, just stretched up to meet his lips. My hand shifted to his chest, subtle bumps and grooves from his muscles. This time the kiss lasted longer and became more intimate. Rather than a peck, our lips were locked together, not able to get enough of each other. His hand reached around my back, pulling me closer, before settling on my hips.
I broke off the kiss, worried we might be getting ahead of ourselves, and laid my head on his chest. Being my ex’s best friend, I had never considered him as more than ‘one of the guys’. I knew he was hot and I knew he was single, but it never occurred to me to act upon it.
I felt his hand slip from my hip, under my shirt, and to my waist. “Is this okay?” He whispered. I held his forearm, guiding it up my torso to my breast, placing his hand on it. “This is okay too.”
He pushed me onto my back, hand still on my chest, and began kissing me again. His hand, going between groping my breast and teasing my nipple. I broke away just for a moment, long enough to turn my shirt over my head and take it off before reconnecting my lips with his. Kissed his way to my chin, down my neck, across my collarbone, and on top of my breast. He looked up to see me smiling in bliss, and he continued past my ribs, over my stomach, and to the waistband of the sweatpants he lent me. He stretched the waistband down an inch or two, continuing to work his way down my torso. I lifted up my hips and pushed the waistband lower before he took over, gently pulling them off.
Now fully exposed, I felt self conscious about my body, but that didn’t last long as he brought his face to mine and kissed me, and after pulling apart our lips said, “mm god you’re beautiful.” His hand rested on my now bare thigh. I slid two fingers into his waistband, realizing at this moment he had taken off his sweatpants before I joined him in the bedroom. Pulling the waistband down, it got caught on his cock, now hard with anticipation. I pulled the waistband Over his tip and slid it down until he was also fully exposed. Either the faint light it was hard to truly tell his size, but it appeared to be longer AND thicker than my ex. I wasn’t sure if he would even fit.
When I started dating my ex, I was a virgin, and it took a while for me to be comfortable during sex because of the size of his cock. I’m not sure how well I’ll feel about this.
My thoughts were cut off by him pulling me in and kissing me whiling trailing a hand down to my butt. He stayed there a moment before training his hand to the front of my thighs, breaking our kissing to say “spread your legs gorgeous.” I immediately complied which received in response “that’s a good girl.” He knew exactly how to make me melt, although I’m not sure if it’s due to my ex telling him this, or if it’s just obvious.
His hand slid down, teasing me by lightly brushing up and down my already soaking pussy.
I let out a gasp as his fingers spread my lips and came in contact with my sensitive clit. He rubbed an teased, feeling his fingers becoming covered in my wetness anyways. I so badly want him inside of me, “please,” I whisper.
“What’s that?” He asks with a smirk, while increasing his pace of rubbing my clit.
“Please,” I paused to catch my breath, as I was now moaning between every other word. “Please fingers,” I had to pause again, “inside me.”
“Ohh I see,” he said “you want me to finger your pretty pussy?” He asked. In response, I could only nod. His fingers left my clit, repositioning at my hole. He rubbed his fingers up and down the outside of my hole before sliding in just one. He slid his one finger in and out, hitting that sweet spot inside. A moment later, he added a second finger.
“Baby you’re so tight, just for two fingers. How will I ever fit my cock in you?” He asked. I could only moan in reply. With two fingers already inside me, he reached up with his thumb and began to rub my clit as he fingered me.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him, “it feels so good.” Almost as if that was his cue, he stopped, earning a groan from me and a “whyyy?”
“We’re just getting started. I wasn’t about to let you cum on my fingers when my dick is hard and ready.” He put one finger around the bottom of his shaft and placed his thumb on top, wiggling his cock up and down. Looking at it, I knew I wanted it in my mouth. Beginning at his chest, I kissed my way down, ending at the top of his pubic hair. Still holding his cock, he said “open up love,” and I opened up my mouth and stuck my tongue out. He rubbed his tip on my tongue and I could taste the sweetness of his precum.
I could only easily fit half of him in my mouth before it became difficult. He gathered my hair behind my head, following my pace rather than forcing me farther. I heard a deep groan from above me, an indication I was doing a good job. I slowed my pace, putting my hand at the base of his shaft and focussed on his head. I swirled my tongue around it, up and down the bottom, and made sure I got the very tip as well.
I pulled away from his cock and looked at him. He placed his hand at the side of my face, and ran his thumb over my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid his thumb inside, allowing me to suck on it.
“Fuck your mouth feels so good on my dick, I can’t even imagine how good your pussy is gonna feel.” He says. With a sly look, I respond “what to find out?” And move back to my own side of the bed, laying on my back.
He hopped up to a kneeling stance on the end of the bed. “Lay in the middle instead. It will be more comfortable.” So I scooted to the middle. With one hand on each knee, he spread my legs apart, exposing me fully to the cold air in the room. Kissing from one knee to my inner thigh, he placed one kiss just above my pussy before sticking out his tongue and working it on my clit. I couldn’t help from moaning, feeling his soft wet tongue on my already soaking pussy.
Just from his tongue I was getting close to cumming, but I knew by now he wouldn’t have me cum until he was inside me. I gasped, arching my back in pleasure when he again inserted his fingers, this time licking and sucking away at my clit at the same time. Without even thinking, I grabbed his hair and rutted myself against his tongue. He pulled away, and brought his face level with mine.
"Mmm baby you taste so good. Taste yourself on my lips." He places his lips on mine and immediately I could taste the salty-sweet juices left on his lips and tongue.
Holding his face in both my hands, I whispered, "I want you inside me, but start out slow." Reaching behind him to his side table, he turned back to me, holding a condom. Ripping open the wrapper, he said, "Better safe than sorry i guess," While chuckling.
After rolling the condom over himself, he rubbed his tip up and down, preparing himself to enter me. As he positioned himself at my hole, I focus on taking a deep breath and relaxing. He begins to push into me and it only took until the head of his cock was in me until I felt the fullness in me.
“Oh fuck baby. Your pussy is so tight around this dick." All I could manage out was a gasp as he continued his push into me until he bottomed out in my pussy, the tip of his cock hitting into my cervix.
"Ahh i feel so full with you inside me." He slowly pulled most of his cock out, holding my face with one hand as he pushed his entire length back into me. As he increased his pace, I reached for the hand on my face, bringing it to my neck.
"Are you okay if I.."
"Choke me," I said cutting him off. He tighened his grip on the sides of my neck, increasing the pace of his thrusts until only soft moans and little ‘ahh’s were the only noises I could make.
“You make such pretty noises when I’m fucking you baby.” He released his hold on my neck, and shifting his position. Instead of leering over me, he kneeled and pulled by ass onto his thighs, in just the right position for him to hit my sweet spot with every thrust. At this angle, it felt like he was reaching even deeper than before.
After just a few strokes, all I could manage out was “please.. don’t stop.” Which resulted in faster and harder thrusts. “I..I’m gonna cum.”
“Yeah, cum on my dick baby.” That was the last bit of encouragement I needed to send me over the edge, arching my back and gripping the sheets. “Mm you get even tighter when you’re cumming.” He continued to thrust into me, prolonging my orgasm.
“I’m gonna cum,” he said, thrusting into me a couple more times before coming to a stop still inside me and groaning. After riding his high, he pulled out and started to pull off his condom, now filled with milky-white cum. He tied the end, getting up and putting it into his trash can.
I began gathering my clothes to put back on when he turned to me, noticing what I was doing, and came over. He grabbed the sweatpants, saying, “here, I’ll help you.” Normally I wouldn’t have accepted the help, but I was feeling completely wiped after that. He put the pants on my legs one at a time, then offering his hand to stand me up and pull them over my butt. Grabbing my shirt, he said “arms up,” slipping watch arm into the respective homes, and tugging it past my head. I moved myself back to the bed, ready to lay down when he pulled the blanket up and over me. After putting on his own pants and climbing under the covers, he held his arms open, inviting me in.
I felt a soft kiss on the top of my head as I began dozing off with the warmth of his arms around me
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Christmas POV
Class 1 A pt. 2 (No Mineta 👍)
Character:
• Sero Hanta
• Mezo Shoji
• Tenya Iida
• Yuuga Aoyama
• Tokoyami Fumikage
• Mashiro Ojirou
Note:
I am very sorry, but it's hard seeing Ojirou, Shoji, and Tokotami having the "bedroom exercise"
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Sero Hanta
• First of all, Christmas will start lovely, nice. You two wrapping Christmas gift, decorating the Christmas tree. Until, you two watch some Christmas movie.
• you two cuddling for a while... Until he gets a boner 😶
• Handcuffs ❌ Tape on the wall ✅
• There's a saying that he's Latino, get use to the "Mamacita" Guys....
Mezo Shoji
• Let's just say, his hand get more use now...
• you know that his hand can turn into a mouth right? (If you know, you know 😶)
• Let's just say, y'all Christmas was half in the bedroom and half in the living room open present.
• After care [10/10] (mainly because he is a softie and he won't hurt you 😊)
Tenya Iida
• He has that no s3x until marriage phase. (Prepare c0nd0ms)
• So when you two we're watching a Christmas movie. You started to grind on his leg.
• and Oh boy you got him h0rn3y. So he use his quirk to vibrate his leg, and oh boy, you we're m04n1ng and your face was red
• keep Imaginaning 👍
Yuuga aoyama
• let's just say he's the sub👍
• you two we're watching a Christmas movie and you decided to rub his stomach.
• But you didn't know that he was in the mood
• so he shove your head on his stomach and make you nibble and kissing on it. Until you reach his length
Tokoyami Fumikage
• Just so you know, you both will be having dark s3x
• you were cuddling while watching a Christmas movie in the dark.
• until you nibble on his neck
• one scene shows up on the movie, and he decided to do it, so he place you on top of him. And he ask you to kiss his neck.
• BTW Tokoyami is a type of person who undresses himself and his partner in the middle of s3x
Mashiro Ojirou
• This is hard... Since he is a soft and innocent boi
• um.. Okay... Soo.... He is on the top, not because he might seem like one. It because of his tail. we can't see him suffer more right?
• so you guys are baking cookies, and you guys were a mess
• you guys go to the bathroom to clean both you guys, and in the end it's not a cleaning time, is shower s3x
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