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#just didn't expect it to be this long i was aiming for under 1k... oh well
tihgnari · 2 years
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ꕤ 26. only for today
tw: none / wc: 1k
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while counting down the seconds until ayato appears, you wonder if indulging ayaka like this was a good idea. after all, you were trying your hardest to limit interactions with him as much as possible but it seems the universe is on ayato's side.
"just accompany him around the booths. i promised him i'd do it but something came up with one of the stalls i was watching over."
"do i really have to? can't you guys just reschedule or something?”
"please? you're the only person i can trust to do it. and you're the first person he met from my friends! i'm sure he won't mind! plus, it's a good way for you guys to grow closer, you know!"
the flutter in your heart died down as soon as it appeared because you know ayaka meant "growing closer" as in a sister-brother sort of way, something she had told you the night after meeting ayato in his apartment. you'd do well to keep that in mind and not think that this is her giving you her blessing.
"oh, yn, didn't expect to see you here. where's ayaka?" you jump when you hear his voice. he chuckles, finding you amusing.
"something came up on ayaka's side of the campus, so she asked me for a favor to stand in as your guide until she's free. don't worry! it won't take long."
he nods slowly, hands digging into his pocket. "i don't mind your company. in fact, ayaka can take all the time she needs."
"oh but–"
ayato approaches you in long strides, catching you off guard as he wraps an arm around your shoulder and drags you into one of the booths.
"now! off we go! i swear i saw a stall selling takoyaki, let's go there first!"
maybe you can forget about the promise you made to ayaka–only for today.
first, he dragged you towards one of the shooting games after eating his takoyaki. he wanted to win you the biggest plushie and nearly had a fight with the student manning the booth.
"okay, my aim was perfect! the cans should've toppled over! this game is rigged!"
your eyes widen, immediately stepping in front of ayato and the student to salvage the situation.
"hey, don't–"
"yeah? well life is rigged, mr. kamisato."
"excuse me?!"
long story short, ayato did get what he wanted and ended up "winning" you that plushie.
you ask him about the extra amount of cash he slipped across the counter upon paying the fixed participation fee, together with a subtle "keep the change" under his breath.
but ayato merely tilts his head.
"hm? i can't possibly know what you mean."
due to the plushie being too heavy to carry while walking along the stalls, ayato offered to put it away in his car for the time being and you can't help the giddy smile on your face seeing him put the seatbelt around the plushie as he settled it on the passenger seat.
"i'm thirsty, should we buy ourselves some drinks?"
he feels parched after making that trek from the parking lot back to the campus grounds, so he pulled you into one of the café that a class of freshmen was doing.
"oh, it's our SC secretary!" the girl behind the counter exclaimed. eyes shining as she looks at you, completely ignoring ayato standing next to you. "omg, you're so pretty up close! i daresay the air around you almost feels regal! what would you like to have? it's on the house!"
ayato clears his throat. "right… how kind of you to treat us to some free drinks! i knew i made the right decision coming–"
"ah, no. only the secretary's drink is on the house. you're paying for your drink."
"WHAT?!"
you asked him if he wanted to walk around while sipping on your boba but ayato insisted on settling in one of the tables and taking advantage of the air conditioning in the room.
"what's the name of your drink again?" he asks.
"oh i think it's blueberry blues…? not sure."
"wanna taste each other's drinks?"
"uhm–"
"here taste mine! the flavor's name is happy honeydew! it's delicious!"
the day felt amazing and you've never felt this happy in your entire life. you may or may not have neglected your duties in looking out for a few stalls that were assigned to you but you were ordered by ayaka herself to show her brother around! this was an order from the president herself, you can't possibly go against that.
plus, you've reached out to some students and said they were A-okay in their booths and that you had nothing to worry about.
watching the sunset on one of the rooftops felt like a nice way to end the day. worrying about ayaka was a distant thing in your mind.
"yn?" he calls out.
"yeah?"
"i like you."
you freeze. this shouldn't be happening. this day was amazing, yes, and you might have forgotten about ayaka and your promises but you swore you'll only forget it today, right now. ayato confessing to you was a thing you never thought would happen so soon. not that you'd ever wanted it to happen.
you almost want to smack yourself for what you're about to do, but it has to be done. both for your sake and ayato's.
"i like you and i want–"
"i like you too, ayato!" the shimmer in his eyes before you crush his heart to pieces will forever haunt your nightmares. "ayaka means so much to me, so i'm glad we're able to get along great as friends! i'm sure ayaka will be very happy!"
"no, i don't mean–"
your phone rings and you don't know whether to laugh or scoff at the contact name on your screen.
"hey, ayaka… we're here on the rooftop of narukami building… ah, you've sorted it out? i see… okay! so will you be coming?… oh really? dean hayashi wants to see me? okay! i'll be right over!"
after the call you shoot your hansome companion an apologetic smile. "sorry, duty calls–literally. i had fun today! i'm glad i got to spend time with you."
his smiling face against the setting sun was nothing short of immaculate. "yeah, me too. i hope we can do this again sometime… preferably outside campus?"
you force a laugh.
"of course! we can even invite ayaka and the rest of the council, or your friends! anyway, see you!"
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summary — it was only recently you found out kamisato ayaka was, in fact, not an only child after all! seeing ayato for the first time gave you the severest case of the butterflies but according to ayaka, he’s off limits, especially to you as her most treasured friend. well, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt, right?
notes — friendzone AWTS.
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joongernaut · 2 years
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prove me wrong
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pairing: mark lee x reader
genre/warnings: smut, porn with very little plot, big dick mark lee, very doubtful reader, rough sex, overstimulation, sexual explicit, idk how else to word this let me live
word count: 2.1k
prompt: N/A
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"i heard his dick was really big, like really really really big." one of your friends whispered scandalously, leaning over the cafe table towards you. "i heard somebody had to go to the hospital right afterwards and now they walk funny." another one said causing the other's eyes to widen while you let out a huff of air, something akin to a laugh. "so this is a he said, she said, they said type of thing? have either of you fucked mark yourself?" you questioned, taking a sip of your now cooled tea and they both fell silent with matching pouts on their faces.
the guy in question, to the surprise of anyone who didn't really know him aside from his appearance, was mark lee.
there was no doubt about one thing: he had a great body (when he decided to show it off). and you weren't really one to gossip about stuff like that to your friends but you have encountered people who were growers (not showers) and others some would assume would be packing in the dick department actually falling a bit 'short'. so, when the thought of how big mark could be down there came to mind, you weren't thinking much of it.
but maybe mark shouldn't be the one to doubt so easily.
this pops up in your head twice. the first time is after he approaches you a week later asking you out for dinner. it doesn't take you off guard since you two mingle in the same close friend group (and it might've slipped from haechan's mouth that his friend was gathering the courage to ask you out eventually).
the second time the thought pops up is after the date ends and you two are together in the back seat of his car at the far end of a somewhat secluded parking lot. you were laid out under mark as he pressed his body against yours, a little uncomfortable from the limited space you two had and considering the position you were in but you weren't paying attention to it much with the way he pressed opened-mouth kisses onto your neck. mark redirected his kisses back up towards your mouth and you shared a wet kiss before you licked into his mouth. "you're really good at that." he panted between breaths and you nipped at his lip in response. "you're not too bad yourself. wonder what else you're good at." you replied while his lower half slowly dry humped against your panty-covered pussy.
your hand subconsciously slid down between your bodies and you pressed your palm into his crotch, almost freezing in place. your breath catches just at the girth of his dick through his jeans and mark let's out a low groan in response, squeezing his eyes shut. "you're big?" you accidentally said out loud and his eyes flutter open to look down at you before his eyebrows knit together. "what?" he questioned, halting all movement as you mentally kick yourself for not being able to control your mouth.
then mark clears his throat. "did you think... my dick was small or something?" he asked, clearly offended, and you let out a sigh. "no, not necessarily." you reply, trailing off a bit and mark gives you a look, motioning for you to continue. "i just heard that you had a big one. and i don't take word of mouth very often, that's all. no offense." you added and he looks like he's mulling your words over in his head to fully grasp what you're saying
mark sits up fully now and you think you've pissed him off or something to the point where the mood is entirely ruined and internally prepare for him to end the night right there and take you home. that is until you watch him begin to unbutton his jeans, tugging it down a bit where it rests loosely around his waist along with the waist band of his boxers. his dick smacked against his stomach once the constraining clothing is low enough, clearly hard from all of the previous touching, and you have to stop yourself from gawking too much at the sight but you can't take your eyes off of him.
"is this big enough for you?" mark asked, a hint of cockiness in his tone, and he smirks a bit at your reaction. now, it's your turn to clear your throat. "more than enough." you breathed out almost shakily and try to sit up with him, mentally and physically preparing to attempt to give him head. but he placed a hand on your chest to keep you underneath him. "i'm more than ready for you, you don't have to do that." he said with a lick of his lips before you can even ask him anything. you watch as he spits into the palm of his hand, bringing it down on himself to stroke his dick in languid motions and, with his other hand, he pressed two fingers against your clit through your panties an rubbing in tight circles. sliding them down to ghost over where your hole was, you clenched around nothing and a low moan tumbled out of your mouth as he does it a few more times making the fabric practically stick to you.
"i might not fit." mark mumbled to himself as he hooks a finger into the side of your panties covering your pussy, moving it to the side to get an even better view of you. "you're so wet already but i don't know if that'll be enough." he said matter-of-factly but the words make your pussy throb more at the insinuation. he was big, as you could clearly see, but you weren't one to tap out before the fun has even started.
"i don't need prep, mark. i'm not a virgin. just fuck me already, i can handle it." you tell him stubbornly, just wanting to feel him already but not wanting to beg. mark's eyes seem to darken almost immediately hearing your mouth and his gaze flickers from your face to your glistening slit and back up to you again. "okay..." he replied, not sounding nearly as dejected as you would think. "okay, fine. turn around for me then."
with a bit of maneuvering on your part, you end up on all fours facing away from mark and nearly pressed up against the back seat window in the cramped space. you feel him approach you from behind and you can't help but tense up just a bit when you feel the blunt tip of his dick rub up against your ass cheek.
he stroked himself again, motioning himself up and down against your wet pussy and he has barely put the head in you and yet you're already trembling in anticipation. sinking in deeper, mark let's out a hiss as you take him and he holds onto your waist with a grip nearly painful with the way his nails dug into your skin if it weren't for his dick stretching you out as a distraction. "h-holy shit, you can't be this tight." he groaned, taking a quick pause to allow himself to adjust. he bottomed out finally, pressed into you so deep that you could feel every ridge, every vein, every pulse. yours eyes nearly roll back into your head and you bit down on your bottom lip to repress a whimper.
"you alright?" he asked immediately after hearing the noise and you're too flustered with the way he's filling you up to respond in words so you give him a thumbs up and he lets out a wavering chuckle. mark pulled out slowly, every inch of him being felt, before thrusting roughly back in making your body jolt forward. "mark, fuck." you moaned out, still trembling a bit as you placed a hand near his lower abdomen instinctively. you weren't trying to do this: you didn't want him to stop or for him to wait for you to adjust to him. you just needed a second to catch your breath.
but mark wasn't having any of that. he sucked his teeth at your action and grabbed your hand, twisting it a bit and pinning it to your back before giving you another hard thrust making your ass clap against his pelvis. "i thought you said you could take it?" he mocks in a deeper tone than before, throwing your own words back at you. "i-i can, i can take it." you rushed out but you start getting choked up once he starts a steady motion, pulling half way out of your pussy just to thrust back in harder each thrust. "then take my dick. it's big enough, right? you can handle it, right? you said so yourself." he said, a particularly hard thrust making you move up a bit. "and don't run from me." he growls, pressing into you and pushing your pinned hand against your back more to make you arch lower into the seat.
the new position and brutal pace of his thrusts had your toes curling as he pounded into you, dragging against your walls deliciously and sparking something in you. "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, oh my god, mark." you moaned, not being able to control your own voice. and mark was being just as vocal. "feels good when i fuck you like this. you're so small, so fucking tight, could split you right open." he mutters, clearly lost in the feeling, and his words have you shaking even more, your body moving on its own now as you start to meet his thrusts.
mark's hips stutter a bit at this, the sight of your ass coming back down on him while you swallowed him between your lips being nearly too much. "that's right, fuck yourself on my big dick. f-fuck me, [y/n]." he moaned, the last part of his sentence coming out as a whine of your name, slowly loosing sense of what little composure he had and you mewl with your face pressed against the seat.
even with this fact, however, his movements didn't slow down and you felt the coil in the pit of your stomach tightening up faster. "too good, it's too good. i'm gonna cum, please." you said between labored panting and mark brings you up from your bent position to press your back against his taut body, hitting your spot just as deep, fucking you with a sense of urgency that has your bodies meeting with an embarrassingly loud, wet sound every thrust. "i can feel you, baby, i'm close. you're taking me so well, so proud of you. you could take it after it all." he praised, wrapping his arm around your stomach firmly to keep you in place as he started to rut into you roughly. one hand moved against your clit back and forth quickly while the other kneaded your breast under your dress that was bunched up over them now.
"now thank me." mark said roughly against your ear, pulling at it with his teeth before biting down into the junction of your neck and shoulder briefly. "thank me for giving you such a big dick to fuck. thank me for fucking you so good. thank me for getting you to cum like this." he added with a grunt, punctuating each sentence with a thrust that had you grabbing at the back of his head and pulling the hair at the nape of his neck.
and you do thank him. over and over, repeating the phrase as you clench hard and cum all over his dick the way he wanted you to. "oh, shit." mark groans, feeling your pussy gushing as he started to get frantic. you could feel the overstimulation hitting you and you fuck him back with fervor, wanting to get him to cum, too. the way your pussy spasms around him, feeling the way you start to drip down his dick to his balls, he pumps a few more times before pulling out of you quickly and spurting white ropes of his cum all over your ass. the space in the car is humid now and you two take a moment to catch your breath for a little bit.
mark reaches over into the front seat to grab some spare tissues out of his glove compartment to help clean you up and you laugh a bit once he's finished, much to his confusion. "what? was that alright? was that good for you?" he asked you, feeling a bit self-conscious now and you hit his shoulder lightly as you start to get dressed. "i can't believe you proved those rumors right. i'm half surprised, half relieved." you said to him and he lets out a sigh of relief of his own, thankful you were at least not regretting what you did. "then i guess i should be proving you wrong more often?" he presses, and you exchange a knowing look. you didn't mind being wrong once in a while.
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