Chapter 57

WARNING this contains a lemon.

(y/n) P.O.V. 1st Person

Yacchan had me pinned to the hard floor, my cold, wet clothes soaking up the surface. His grip on my wrists was tight and a bit painful, but I didn't mind. His lips are rough against my neck, his teeth grazing the surface. My legs wrapped around his hips, and I can feel him grinding against my vulva making me all the more wet. He slips the wet fabric up and over my shoulders. Cold droplets cover my form mixing in with the sweat. But his touch is warm. He'll warm me up soon. 

All my clothes are off as he plasters kisses all over my form. Across my chest, down my stomach, along my thighs. Not a single place is left untouched. Yet he still hasn't pulled any of his own clothes off. One of his hands moves away from my form to meddle with his pants. Propping my legs up on his shoulders he slams into me. I let out a moan as I'm suddenly stretched out. His fingers dig into my thigh as he thrusts, nearly pulling all the way out before shoving himself back into me roughly. His pace increases quickly, and he's pounding into me like no tomorrow. I can feel him going deeper in my core and him become thicker the further inside me he is.

He pulls out and flips me around so my chest presses up against the cool floor. Gripping my hips he shoves his dick back into me. I let out deep moans as he slams into me from behind, his hips slapping against my ass. He leans over me, clinging onto my form as he pounds into me. A groan leaves his lips as I feel his warm seed filling me up. He clings onto me, placing kisses along the backs of my shoulders.

We stay like this for a while, I lean over and kiss his lips. He responds in kind as I run my finger down his cheek and curl them through his hair. I pull away, eyes staring numbly into his. "Isn't it exhausting faking being nice?" He furrowed his brows, clinging tighter onto me.

"Yeah.." he admits. "I wasn't ever doing it for you. I need to be someone everyone thinks is nice and likes."

I smiled at him, "You only need a few people to like the real you. You don't have to fake around me." He has such a cute, blushing, nervous expression on his face. I know not all of it was fake at least. Carefully he pulls out of me, sitting up as he puts it back in his pants. But I'm suddenly cold again.

A sneeze escapes my lips, making my nose feel all itchy. It is chilly. I slip my panties on though they're still a little damp, but I'm going to get his semen all over them anyway. The rest of my clothes are completely drenched though. "Tch. You'll catch cold like this. Didn't you listen to me earlier? It's hot during the day, but soon as the sun goes down it gets freezing." I nodded and watch as he slips his jacket off. He's just wearing a white tank top and back shorts underneath, my eyes glancing away at the sight of his toned figure. But he must be cold like that too. He hands it to me with an unpleasant glare on his face. "Take it."

"But you.."

"The muscle mass between you and me is completely different. I'll be fine. Besides, look at yourself." I nod, letting him wrap it around me and zip it up.

I chuckle a little at his hostile yet caring expression. "This side of you is cute too." He glances away nervously, 'Yep. Cute.' "Ah, the rain stopped," I glance out the window. It's still dark out, but now that the weather's cleared up we can get out of this scary place.

We headed outside, my arm wrapped over his shoulder as he helped me out. My ankle was still useless after all. "I'm sure we've caused quite the commotion. We should hurry back for now," he tells me.

But I'm struggling to walk even with him supporting me like this. "Um.. Yacchan?" He pauses to look at me with that beautiful expression. "I-it hurts.." He raises his brow at me. "You did it really hard.." I mutter, and he seems to get the idea.

"Oh," he squats down. "Can you help yourself on?"

"I think so.." But I don't want to bother him.

"Come on, it'll be easier this way." I nod. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, he lifts my legs around his waist. It doesn't seem to bother him at all as we try and find our way out of here.