DON'T FORGET ME | BAJI KEISUKE.
โหโกโก synopis. going to a concert with your best friend certainly has its perks. and so does hooking up with one of the bandmates.
โหโกโก contains. bimbo!reader, rockstar!baji, unprotected sex, pet names, asphyxiation, creampie, semi-public sex, baji being sleazy + eighteen plus, mdni.
โหโกโก word count. 3.3k.
โThanks for coming to tonightโs show! Hereโs one more song before we head out!โ
Youโd never been much of a fan of underground rock music, and quite frankly, you still werenโt. Something about obnoxiously loud vocals backed up with random electric guitar riffs just never settle right within your spirit. In fact, you almost forgot the real reason you stood just yards away from one of the biggest up and coming rock bands.
For one thing, the air was incredulously too suffocating. Bodies upon bodies virtually sewn together despite the spacious arena that held them, and the stage lights abnormally dimโOnly a few saffron-hued luminescences casted upon the four males that appeared on the platform. You hardly saw the members in the far back on their guitars but of what you could make out, one had white hair decorated with a small black streak and tan skin that glimmered under the hot lights while the other, with a dark neck tattoo and bold eyes, drank from his half-full water bottle.
Mostly by the front and center of the stage, occupied the drummer and the person who was just speaking out from the mic mere seconds ago.
โThatโs my fucking brother!โ Your best friend and little sister of the main vocalist, Airi shouted. She was but the replication of her brother; large, emerald orbs dazzled with long dark brown eyelashes and heaps of wavy blonde hair that fell downward to her lower back. Her outfit choice of leather pants donned with a matching corset top left none of her figure to the imagination, an ode to her love of the genre.
Wherever Airi went, you followed, and when she proposed the idea of seeing her brother and his bandmates perform, you couldnโt pass up the opportunityโNot to mention the free front row tickets he offered.
It was clear Chifuyu heard his sister from the crowd, looking down at the two of you with an illustrious smile and gesturing a two finger salute. He inched back with the microphone taut in the grip of his left hand and sent off a cue to the rest of his bandmates. Music followed hastily after and he began to sing.
Throughout the whole show, your eyes remained locked onto the raven-haired drummer. You marveled at each and every ministration he made, how his demeanor seemed to switch with each passing song and how the sweat accumulated on his perfectly toned body. In your head, you couldโve cursed Airi for not telling you about him beforehand, heโs totally your type.
You bobbed your head along to the melody that flowed within your ears and it was evident to Airi that you were enjoying the show you formally told her you โprobably wouldnโt enjoy.โ
She leaned over to sonorously whisper-yell in your ear. โHaving fun?โ The expiration of her words practically fell to flat ears had you not seen her in your peripheral view. In all honesty, you were more-so focused on the aggression that sexy drummer displayed while he played. How did he not break the drumset? Surely, he was strong enough to do so.
โHuh?โ You peered over at her, vacant eyes meeting her jaded ones. She gave you her signature allknowing look and turned back to face the band.
Soon enough, the music stopped and the venue was filled with its final cheers. The stage went ominously tenebrous and the rest of the audience filed out of the stadium, except for you and Airi.
โWanna go chill backstage?โ Airi proposed. She pointed her thumb in the direction of a hallway filled with staff. โAre we even allowed to?โ you started. โThe place is packed with security.โ
Airi mirthfully elbowed you, that sly smile on her perfectly made-up face. โIโm family, theyโll understand.โ
One thing you couldnโt knock about your best friend was her adventurousness. Truthfully, you were just as bad as her, yet a bit more wary of getting in troubleโEspecially if the law was involved, but you liked fun. And this was definitely what you needed. โShow me the way then, Little Matsuno.โ
And with that, the both of you had set foot on your way to heading backstage.
Which undoubtedly felt like the case until you found yourself stranded among other concertgoers and personnel that you lost sight of your friend. She couldnโt have gotten far so where the hell was she? You continued your search by calling her phone, walking in any direction to pick up the slightest amount of signal.
โHey.โ
The bellow of a deep voice stopped you dead in your tracks and you sheepishly looked up with silent hopes that you hadnโt gotten in it with the wrong person. Much to your dismay (Or maybe it was a blessing), the man youโd been eyeing all night stood tall above you. Long, wavy noir tresses sat at his wide shoulders to match his black tank top that was slightly rolled up at the hem, showing off his midriff and that delicious v-line. His toned and ink littered arms folded across his chest while an undistinguishable expression etched over his features.
โUh, hi.โ You blinked a few times in dubiousness at the circumstance you so gracefully landed yourself in. Proximal distance to his figure led you to tread backward a few steps until you were at a comfortable enough range to take him in fully.
He looked so fucking mean, thick eyebrows pursed together, and sharp, amber eyes narrowed upon your figure.
โWhat do ya think youโre doinโ?โ
You had half a mind to drop to your knees and show him what was on your mind, yet you remained to keep yourself where you stood, for his sake of course.
His eyes bored holes into your frame. Whereas you couldnโt keep up with his unwavering eye contact, he managed to take note of every little quirk about you. โUm.. I was looking for my friend.โ Your throat felt dry as you began to speak. โShe said I could come backstageโHer nameโs Airi Matsuno, Chifuyuโs sister.โ The words got quieter as you spewed them out. You werenโt sure if it was your nerves or the intimidation, heโs so much taller up close.
โEh? Fuyuโs lilโ sis?โ He looked behind him to one of his bandmates, that same one as before with the blond streaks and neck tattoo. It seemed as though every member had genes blessed by the deities up above. โTora, does Fuyu have a sister?โ
The man you come to realize as โToraโ affirms your claim, adding that he had just seen Airi and Chifuyu leave the venue.
โDamn it, Ai.โ You thought to yourself as if sheโd actually given one day to not be herself.
The drummer turns back to look at you, this time unfolding his arms and standing somewhat widely. His thick dark brows remained quirked in a perplexed manner. He leans down to meet your gaze, hands hidden in his pockets as he concludes. โSome friend you got there. She left ya all alone.โ
โShe does that sometimes.โ You reply.
He straightened up back to his full height, his expression softening, and a slight crack of a smile on his lips. โGuess iโll keep ya company โtil she comes back.โ
Any other day, your humility wouldโve been disregarded to the back of your mind. In all actuality, you were discourteous and loved attention, yet the feeling of a celebrity seemingly stooping low enough for some lost, 20-something year old groupie in disguise, kept your modesty in perfect condition.
โOh, you donโt have to-โ
Your words were quickly cut off by his cold demeanor as he opened one of the doors in the narrow hallway beside him. โBut I wanna. /Ven aqui/.โ Eyes looked into yours like daggers and you couldnโt quite tell if he were vexed at your facade or if he were just blessed with bedroom eyes.
You followed him into what seemed to be his greenroom. Itโs complete with a set of drums on one side near the corner and a half opened window, and a leather couch in the middle, not to mention the rack of clothes on the other edge.
โDidnโt catch your name, though. You are?โ He questioned, sitting at the drumset in front of you. You made yourself comfortable on the plush couch, pulling the hem of your pink bodycon down in hopes you donโt reveal too much.
โIโm Y/N. And you are?โ
He raises an eyebrow then follows it with a hearty laugh. โYou came to my show โnd ya donโt even know my name?โ You felt heat rise to your cheeks in embarrassment, but he was right. You didnโt know any of the members aside from the obvious, Chifuyu.
โMy friend dragged me here, I just go wherever she goes.โ You retort, a cordial grin on your face. He adjusts his sitting position and spreads his legs slightly.
Itโs coming. The urge to suck dick.
โYeah? Nameโs Baji. You can call me Keisuke though.โ
He pulled the pair of drumsticks from his back pocket and quietly tapped away. โYouโre cute.โ Dexterously, he twirled one of the sticks between his fingers where you noticed his black lacquered nails paired with the skull-esque designs of the rings that adorned said digits. โYou like a college student or something?โ Heat spread across your cheeks at the comment. A band member calling you cute was not something you thought youโd experience tonight, but thereโs lots you havenโt experienced yet.
โMhm. Itโs a lot though, I'm thinking of dropping out.โ More calm your voice was, and he picked up on your energy, sending a stern glance your way.
โNah, donโt do that.โ The melodic tapping from the drumsticks halt. โYa seem like a smart girl, donโt be like me.โ
Curiosity overtakes you, causing you to press forward. โAnd what are you like, Keisuke?โ His name tasted saccharine falling off your tongue and filling your ears with the sweetest music. Keisuke, Keisuke, Keisuke.
โDropped out at 14, ran around with a few gangs, and now โm doing music.โ His words register in his mind before he continues. โBut โm makinโ good money now, maybe you should live like me a little.โ
A giggle resonated within the room and he felt his heart swell at the cute laughter. He wasnโt quite sure what urged your joy but he returned it with a smile of his own. You truly do have the prettiest face. โIโll keep that in mind.โ
โYa know..โ His words slipped off his tongue like honey and in turn you gave him the most of your attention, curious eyes locked on his dismal bronze ones. โI got this beat I canโt get out my head. Can I get your opinion?โ His expression was glazed over in calculation with a slight pat to his thigh that you seemingly picked up. Instinctively, your body moved on its own and replied to his silent call. As you nestled into his lap, you only hoped that this had been what he was asking for. โMhm.โ Your response was curt and barely escaped under the pressure of your breath.
Your back was pressed against his chest and your core was slotted over his thigh, a relatively intimate position despite the need for cordial relations. He started up on the drums, stirring up the common one-two, one-two beat that emphasized its focus on the round bass drum that sat at the bottom of the set. It was as if with each press to the drum pedal the muscle of his thigh dangerously tensed beneath your heat, eliciting surges of delirium and pleasure straight to the very source. Itโs clear he knew what he was doing from the onsight of your glossy lips parting and the faintest decibel of a gasp leaving your lips.
โYโlike it?โ Deep voice ghosted over your ear as he leaned in precariously close. โYโsure it wonโt sound better like this?โ
The beat he originally created morphed into one of a sonorous, heavier tone. Your body vaguely rocked over his, your tits bouncing from the nefarious rising and falling of his leg in the sweetest, yet most sinister tandem with his flexing thighs.
And all restraint vanished from within you as you diligently rutted your hips. You felt embarrassed. Like a needy nuisance needed to be taken care of, yet again, your humility sat idly by and pride dwindled from your very being.
โThatโThat sounds nice.โ Your reply was breathy and if you thought enough of this through, your little plan of passing your insatiability off as adjusting your position wouldโve worked on him. But it didnโt.
The sultry, damp sensation he felt on his blackened denim pants told him otherwise. Baji chuckled to no one in particular, the sharp canines on display while he smirked mirthfully to himself. Heโs had his fair share of girls practically throwing themselves at him, and still, you were the most fun to play with.
The flexing and relaxing of his muscles didnโt let up, as with your ruthless humping. You held tightly to his knees with the pressure only gradually increasing when you felt yourself crumbling in his hold.
On the verge of your awaiting orgasm, Bajiโs lips press against the shell of your studded ear.
โI saw you starinโ in the crowd tonightโCouldnโt keep my eyes off that tiny lilโ dress youโre wearing.โ He moved one hand from the drumset to snake over the front of your garment, calloused hands kneading at your soft and pert breasts. The movement was one of full dexterity. Your nipples ached as he pinched and rolled them between his fingers.
โKnew you werenโt wearinโ a bra.โ his lips against your ear trailed down to your neck which caused the helplessly rutting of your core over his thigh, strikingly close to orgasm. You had managed to keep your whimpers low but due to proximity, you left nothing to be unheard. A harsh tug of your nipples pulled you from the hazed out state you were entranced in.
โGotta tell Tora I won our little bet.โ
False lashes fluttered with every move the both of you made. Your voice was soft as you responded, โYouโre just so fucking fine, Couldnโt help myself.โ
He was used to the attention. Heโs a 6โ0 rockstar with a checkered past โ Any girl would fall for that cliche shtick, yet something within him wanted to toy with your naivety. Would you really believe anything he said?
โI donโt get much attention from fans, but you? Youโre special.โ
It was that moment that sent you over the edge, a lewd cry followed by your body convulsing, pretty face screwed up in pleasure, letting Baji know your release had hit you, and fucking hard at that.
โOh ho? That did it for ya, huh?โ He watched in awe at the sopping mess of his pants while allowing you to ride out your high completely before those same strong hands bunched your dress up at the hip.
You rested against his back for a while as stray pants waned themselves from your lips.
โYa poor thing, I ainโt even get to finish my drummin.โโ his hands left your tits as he rasped out the words and settled on turning you around to face him on his lap. โSorry..โ you meekly responded. An airy chuckle sounded itself from him as he whips out his throbbing hard length.
It should be illegal to be as thick as a fucking Coke can, yet there he was โ The tip flushed a deep mauve, and pretty pearlescent beads of precum streaming down his cock and over the few veins that seemed to run along the shaft. The prettiest dick youโve ever seen, and you stared in awe until the deep clearing of his throat caught your attention.
Pumping it shallowly, he pushed those cute fucking pink lace panties to the side, revealing your glistening and sticky folds to him. He prodded the tip at your hole, bullying your core that left you aching for his touch.
โRide it for me, muรฑequita.โ
With no hesitation, you sank yourself down onto his cock, carefully taking him in.
โFuckโโ The low whimper is sounded from you as you began to bounce yourself on his lap. He felt impossible to take and with your hands rested over his shoulders paired with his arms at your waist, slowly pushing you further down, you didnโt think you could take it. โThatโs it, baby. Ride it like itโs yours.โ He cooed, letting his head fall back as you got him off.
You bit at your plush bottom lip to elicit any moans from flying which reigned ineffective when you picked up pace and rolled your hips, allowing his cock to drag against that spongey spot within your walls that had your resolve weakening.
Obscenities and the reverberation of skin on skin bounced against the walls of his green room. You were tighter than any girl heโd ever been in and much cuter too.
Once you were able to fall into a comfortable rhythm of bouncing on his cock he hastily began to work toward his own release having grown tired of your saunterous riding.
He lifted you up off his length and turned you around so that you were bent over his drumset. โI know you were trying your best,โ he followed up his words with a quick slap to your ass before aligning his cock with your slit once more, โBut iโm gonna need better than that.โ
Baji noticed the way you faltered once he built up his own pace, with more fervor than the previous. You almost fell forward with the trajectory of the thrusts and to his chagrin, your moans amplified.
โD-Deep! โS so deep!โ You cried wantonly. You felt your guts get turned inside out with his vigor. A scoff was heard from him in response, the inked up hands that rested at your hips now filing up your body and hooking at your elbows, holding you back flush against him as he continued to hit harder within your walls.
You felt unsteady when his right hand trailed up to your neck and gripped at your jaw before his index and middle finger slipped past your lips into your mouth. The metal of the rings tasted metallic and felt cold against your tongue, those being the least of your concerns when you felt your high from previously coil right up within you once more.
Without warning, you were hit with your release that left you limp in his hold, his fingers retracting from your mouth and messily running down your fat bottom lip where he also smeared a mix of saliva and cherry oil gloss down your chin.
Just momentarily from the sight of how pretty you looked, convulsing and crumbling because of his doing, he followed suit and filled your insides in thick, hot spurts of his cum, drops dripping down your thigh when he continued to rut inside you, emptying himself of his need.
It took you both a while to settle down, his lips hungrily taking in your neck down to your shoulder.
โWas that deep enough for ya?โ He rasped and haziness filled your system when you pant to respond. โI-โ
Just before you could respond, thereโs a knock at the door and a familiar voice accompanied.
โY/N! You in here? Iโm ready to leave!โ
Itโs Airi, loud and clear after her awaited reappearance.
โShit.โ Baji cursed under his breath. He pulled you off of him and bent you over slightly, fetching a thick black marker from the table beside him and holding the cap between his teeth.
The uncomfortable sensation of the felt tip on your ass trailing down to your thigh lasted mere seconds as you tried to make out the shapes you couldnโt see. โHereโs my number. Donโt forget me.โ
He stood you up properly and fixed your skirt, sending you off with a pat to your ass.
โIโll see you again, Keisuke?โ
โDamn right you will.โ
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bajiโs placed under house-arrest after setting a cop car on fire and prior to that his mom cut off the internet as punishment, he thought it was gonna be a torturous 3 months until he finds a new source of entertainment through stalking the new girl next door, who turns out to be a former pornstar?
โคท disturbia (2007) the girl next door (2004)
โ ๏ธ : stalker themes but not really, usage of weed, college!au, non-consensual filming (at first), 80% plot 20% porn, unprotected sex, baji is mean and naaaasty, breeding kink, gag kink, face slapping (once), pussy slapping, he records you two fuckinnnn
proofread by my sexy bf & my bsf who were BOTH high when they read this so if this is shitty blame them lmao
one week of house arrest almost drove him crazy. actually, almost is an understatement; he had completely lost his mind.
the judge did cut him a break by making it a 3 month house arrest instead of 2 years in jail due to his constant arson, all thanks to his mom pulling a few strings, insisting that โitโs technically not aggravated arsonโ and โwouldnโt do any harm, heโs just a bit impulsiveโ.
but at this point, he would rather do time than be facing her wrath.
he tried to cheat the ankle monitorโs alarms a couple times, thinking he could just walk out the house like he did once before when he was under house arrest, forgetting that the only reason why they let him go in the first place is because they didnโt strap an ankle monitor on him, since he was just a teen at the time.
the number of times baji was handcuffed this week had cops expecting a call about him almost everyday; sometimes, they didnโt even bother to pick up at all.
hell, this is christmas to criminals. they have their chance to do whatever their hearts desire now without worrying about authorities, all thanks to baji keisuke.
but lately? heโs been leeching off of kazutora, calling him two to three times a day.
โkazutora, you have no fuckinโ idea how much this thing itches.โ
kazutora could hear baji shuffling around on his bed, even though he couldnโt see him, he knew heโs elbow deep in some bag of chips.
baji continues to speak with a mouthful, โplus my mom fuckinโ transformed, sheโs a dictator now. she took my goddamn xboxโ canโt even watch no TV. iโm losing it, iโm losinโ my mind just give me any information anythinโ at all whatโs goinโ on out there?โ
he could hear kazutora walking outside from the cars driving by and the wind blowing against the speaker, making his voice barely audible. โjust say you want us to come over, you donโt gotta complainโ in my ear all the time.โ
baji shoves another handful of chips in his mouth, โcome over?โ he looks around his hellhole of a room. โseriously?โ he starts scratching the ankle monitor aggressively and running his fingers under the band.
he hears more shuffling from the speaker, as if someone had grabbed the phone from kazutora, โitโs been almost two weeks, and you didnโt miss any of our faces? iโm hurt, keisuke.โ ryousei says, his voice filled with theatrical passion and intensity, he could sense him posing with his hand on his chest dramatically.
baji rolls his eyes, โyou guys cominโ or what?โ
he could hear another voice coming through the phone, he couldnโt make out what they said since they were heavily inaudible.
โwho else is with you-โ baji questions before kazutora quickly cuts him off, โweโre almost there gotta go byeeeeโ
and with that, kazutora hangs up.
he clicks his tongue, throwing the phone across the room and falling back onto the bed.
no way is he gonna handle being at home for the entirety of summer break, especially since his mom decided to take away every little thing remotely entertaining in the name of โlearning his lessonโ and to โquit being involved with hoodlums.โ as if thatโs not making him want to get twice as violentโ
a slight jingle interrupts his train of thought.
he furrows his brows at the sound, sticking his head up to look around his room for the source. his eyes land on a long, fluffy black tail trotting around the area where he threw the phone. he sits up seeing the rest of itโs body, catching it playfully pawing at the phone.
bajiโs brows twitch, confused about how the cat managed to climb up to his room. he stands up from the bed, slowly walking towards it, โhowโd yโget in here.. huh?โ he questions it softly.
the cat whips itโs head towards the voice, responding to his presence, it emits soft chirps and trills, immediately striding towards his legs, going in between them to rub itself on the ankle monitor. baji steps back, feeling something sharp against his ankle.
he hums curiously at the unusual feeling, noticing something shining on the catโs neck, he couldnโt tell what it was from how fluffy the cat is.
he crouches down for a closer look, seeing that itโs wearing a small spiked black collar with a little skull charm in the front, he tilts the charm up and turns it around seeing โnightmareโ engraved in the back.
โnightmare?โ a subtle grin appears on his lips, he uses his finger to tilt its chin up so he can get a better look at the catโs face. nightmare sniffs his finger and leans itโs cheek against his hand affectionately.
he gently scratches underneath itโs chin, watching it purr softly with contentment at his affections, until the voice of a girl who sounded like she was calling out for the cat disrupts the moment.
โnai-nai? where are youuu?โ you call out, making kissing sounds as an attempt to lure the cat in. your voice gets louder and louder, getting closer to his house, almost as if you were irritatingly yelling by his window.
his lips curls down into a frown as he huffs in annoyance. the cat quickly hops on bajiโs shoulder as he stands back up. he peers over the window, looking at you yelling around his houseโs fence while he continues scratching nightmareโs cheek. he pauses, his irked expression calms as his eyes meet your distressed face.
the face he was met with threw him for a loop, how come he has never seen you before, โhas she just moved in?โ
he slowly walks closer to the window to get a better look of you.
beep beep beep
he looks in the direction the noise came from, seeing a big van moving backwards towards the house next door.
he glances at another car from behind after hearing the car doors opening and closing, though he can barely see because of the van blocking his view.
he glances back at you again, seeing you run towards the car, watching your short short skirt that barely covers your ass flow every step you take til you disappear out of view.
. หณโบโห เผบ โฐ เผป หโโบหณ .
โhas anybody seen nightmare?โ you ask your parents who were walking away from the van, carrying moving boxes.
your mom sighs, her voice laced with irritation, โdidnโt i tell you to not let her out of the carrier while weโre moving?โ
โbut she needed to peeโโ
โthatโs your problem now. go help your siblings with the boxes; we donโt have all day.โ
โiโm not gonna help until i find her!โ you whine, following behind your mom into house.
. หณโบโห เผบ โฐ เผป หโโบหณ .
baji sighs disappointingly at the thought of returning the cat, slightly turning his head towards nightmare while still keeping his eye on the front door from where you disappeared. โguess yโgotta go home.. cโmon.โ he gently picks her up with one hand and sets her on the window, watching her bolt towards the house next door.
. หณโบโห เผบ โฐ เผป หโโบหณ .
the moment you heard nightmareโs collar jingle, you ran outside, sighing with relief at the sight of her, baji could see your worries melt away from your body as you crouch to pick her up and hug her. he leans his arms atop the window frames, observing the scene quietly.
โwhere were you?โ you coo, kissing her head, noticing that she has an unfamiliar scent clinging to her. โwere you snooping in peopleโs houses?โ you turn her body to face you so you could scold her, seeing that she was distracted, staring up at something. you assumed it was a bird until you followed her gaze, eyes locking with brown ones.
his big, muscled arms were visible for you to drool over, seeing his body leaned atop the window frame, staring down at you. you feel the intensity of his gaze as it raked itself up your form, eyes darting between you and the cat. the way he โbasicallyโ checked you out made your head spin, making you weak in the knees.
he looked tall, and strong. you could see his big shoulders bulging out of his wife beater, with a couple of black rings on his hand too. and that long, jet black hair.. the cross layered necklace he was wearing.. is he seriously your new neighbor?
โgood taste, nai.โ you whisper in her ear as she purrs in your arms, you hesitantly bring your hand up to wave at him with a gentle smile. he nods his head at you, seemingly distracted by his thoughts.
. หณโบโห เผบ โฐ เผป หโโบหณ .
Itโs an insignificant interaction; he was just greeting his new neighbor, and yet something about you had his body growing hot in a way heโs never felt before, he didnโt wanna take his eyes off of you; he nearly gets lost in a trance until he hears the ringing sound of his doorbell, crushing the tension.
he clicks his tongue, pushing himself off the window frame, looking back to where the front door is, contemplating if he should answer it or not, he slowly turns his head back to look at you again, staring at your figure that is now walking away, slowly growing smaller the farther you go, walking back inside the house.
he keeps his eyes glued to your front door, hoping that youโd come out, maybe flash him that smile again. at this point, he might even kidnap the cat just to get you to come out once moreโ
ding dong ding dong
the doorbell rings again, annoyingly on repeat this time.
โfucking hell, iโm cominโ iโm comin..โ he quickly runs downstairs towards the front door, yanking it open irritably. his eyes are met by none other than dumb, dumber and dumbest.
โdamn, you really are going through it.โ ryusei greets, chuckling at bajiโs disheveled look. his amusement gets cut off by chifuyu elbowing him in his stomach, wincing in pain.
kazutora walks in between the two and pushes the zip to bajiโs chest, brushing past him to walk up the stairs.
baji quickly shoves it in his pocket in a panic, โdonโt be openly showinโ that around! i got my mom up my ass enough.โ he yells at kazutora.
โwhatever! you down to roll one right now or what?โ kazutora replies, completely ignoring him as he walks into bajiโs room.
baji feels a pat on his shoulder, turning to face ryusei. โsurprised you actually stayed home this time.โ ryusei remarks, referring to the last house arrest he was in. ryusei starts walking up the stairs following behind kazutora.
he rolls his eyes and turns his head back at chifuyu, โwhatโre you doinโ here?โ
โafter kazutora told me about what happened, i felt bad leaving you be all alone, the gang misses you by the way.โ chifuyu says with a smile.
a shy grin tugs at the corners of bajiโs mouth, โcโmon. iโll be fine; this ainโt a charity.โ he says, turning his back towards the door, leaving it open, and walking up the stairs towards his room, with chifuyu following.
he locks the bedroom door behind him after finding kazutora on his bed, openly prepping to roll a joint, with a tray set, and ryusei sitting beside him with a remote, flicking through apple music tracks. kazutora sticks his hand out for baji to throw the zip.
โdamn, she even locked apple music from you? how are you even alive right now.โ ryusei mutters to himself.
baji reaches for his pocket and throws it at kazutora, โdonโt be stinkinโ up my room with that; smoke out the window,โ he says in a low, gravelly tone.
kazutora hums in response, continuing to pack a joint, โnot worried about the cops whoโre watchinโ over you seeing that from the window?โ chifuyu questions.
โmy mom sโworse.โ he sits down on his gaming chair, leaning back, slowly rolling it towards the window where he last saw you.
he didnโt mean to stare at the house next door again; he did it subconsciously. itโs like there was something about you that pulled him in. he thought to himself; itโs none of my business, but he canโt help the need to be curious about what you were doing right now.
his eyes flick towards a figure on the room right across his. coincidentally, your room windows are aligned towards one another, he could see almost everything without trying, almost like it was there for him to look. he sees you digging through your suitcase, throwing your clothes around, searching for something.
you finally pull out a swimsuit and set it aside, you start to tug on the hem of your shirt, pulling it up slowly to reveal your bare back. you werenโt wearing a bra this entire time.
you seem unaware, and yet with the way your body moves, the way you smoothly took off your clothes, the way everything was perfectly angled, teasing him, it was like you knew he was watching, knew that he wonโt be able to do shit with the annoying cuff on his ankle.
you walk out of your room with a swimsuit on and towel draped on your arm, disappearing from his sight. he rests his arm on the window sill, pinching his lip between two fingers, patiently waiting for your appearance again, his eyes darting between the metal band posters you already set around your room, the more he looks around, the more he learns about you.. the more intrigued he is.
a couple minutes later, his eyes flick at the back door, seeing you walk outside in your hot pink swimsuit, dipping your foot in the brand new pool, slightly shivering at how cold it is, you slowly start walking down into the water, trying to adjust to the temperature.
you begin swimming under, he sees glimpses of what looks like a tramp stamp and two bows exactly under your ass. he leans closer, trying to get a better look until he hears a loud, aggressive cough right by his ear.
he looks in his peripheral vision, seeing kazutora and ryusei smoking right behind him, with chifuyu crouched on the floor coughing, holding the back of bajiโs chair for balance.
โdid you even inhale it?โ ryusei snickers at the sight of chifuyu struggling.
chifuyu stands up and spits out the window, clearing his throat. โthat shit tastes disgusting, iโm not inhaling that!โ
โquit pressurinโ him to smoke,โ baji turns the chair around to face the two. โgrab the wuss some beer- uh, redbull to get rid of the taste, i got a pack right thereโ he points with his finger, snatching the joint from kazutora in the process.
kazutora turns his head to the direction baji pointed at and walks towards it with ryusei following behind. baji spins the chair back to look at you once more and takes a puff, fully leaning against the window sill, seeing you still swimming. he seems to forget chifuyuโs still there until he hears him clear his throat, baji snaps his head to look at him.
โyou know her?โ chifuyu questions, raising his arm up to rest it against the wall, leaning his head on it.
baji shakes his head, putting the roach out. โshe just moved in next doorโ he says after a few minutes of silence.
chifuyu forms an โoโ with his mouth, he continues staring at you peacefully swimming then looking back at baji again. a mischievous smirk forms on his lips, โthink sheโs cute?โ
โwhat the fuck, matsuno!โ
โyour staring at her too much, youโve never done that with anybody!โ
โso? doesnโt mean shit,โ baji scoffs.
โwhoโre you two arguing aboutโ kazutora pops up from behind, holding three bottles of beer and a can of redbull.
โnobody,โ baji grumbles.
โnah, nah, nahโsheโs not a nobody if she got baji drooling like this. heโs checking out his new neighbor.โ chifuyu points at you with his chin.
baji's jaw clenched, crossing his arms irritatedly. kazutora pushes both of them aside to get a better look at you, he mutters, โhold on,โ and turns around, walking towards bajiโs drawers, looking through them and finally pulling out old, dusty binoculars.
โthis is getting fucking creepy,โ baji mumbles lowly.
โwhat is?โ ryusei raises a brow, looking from chifuyuโs shoulders, catching you in his eyesight.
kazutora blows the dust away from the lenses, placing the binoculars on his eyes and pointing them at you, he walks closer to the window. his sight reaches your tramp stamp, โhuh.. that tattoo looks familiar.โ
โlet me see, give me that,โ ryusei snatches the binoculars from kazutora, he points the lenses towards your tramp stamp, taking a sip of his drink, seemingly deep in thought.
โyou donโt think thatโsโฆโ
โno fuckinโ wayโฆโ
bajiโs brows jump. โwhat? spit it out,โ waiting for them to elaborate.
it finally hits them, literally.
ryusei almost chokes on his drink from kazutoraโs continuous smacking on his back. โi know that tattooโthatโs that one pornstar! damn, what was her name?โ he starts snapping his fingers, trying to jog his memory.
bajiโs eyes almost burst out of his skull โHUH?!โ baji and chifuyu said in unison. โhow many pornos you gotta consume to identify a pornstar based on some tattoo? you fuckinโ fiends,โ baji grimaces with disgust.
โi knew it,โ ryusei said under his breath, walking back, looking around bajiโs room trying to search for something. โyou got a camera keisuke?โ
โfuck you need that for?โ baji spat.
ryusei pulls an old camcorder out from the top of his closet, โletโs get her to smile for the camera. thatโll show you, ponstars are naturals like that.โ he walks up towards the window and hits record, slowly zooming in to get a close-up of you. โthereโs the star,โ he sultrily whispers
his filming was quickly interrupted by bajiโs hand covering the lenses. โquit beinโ a creep! turn that off.โ he shoves the camera away. โshe just moved in your gonna freak her out,โ chifuyu says, trying to take the camcorder out of ryuseiโs grip until he puts his arm up out of chifuyuโs reach.
kazutora steps in between, backing up ryusei who continued to film you, โhell no this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! you got the chance to live next door to a goddamn pornstarโ he said poking bajiโs chest with a pointer finger.
baji swats his hand away, clicking his tongue as he sits back down on his gaming chair and pushes it away from the window with his leg, making sure heโs not in your sight when you catch them being stalkers.
โi donโt even know why he got that chance.โ ryusei mumbles, zooming in on your figure, licking his lips, feeling bajiโs glare burning a hole into the back of his head.
โhuh, come to think of it.. iโve never seen baji even look in the direction of a girl,โ chifuyu says to himself, rubbing his chin deep in thought.
โand how do you know that? you stalkinโ me and keepinโ track of who i look at?โ baji says bluntly
โiโm not the one who was ogling the girl!โ chifuyu bites back.
โiโm seriously gonna kill you.โ he jumps at chifuyu, accidentally bumping into ryusei, pushing him to fall forward into the window sill, causing him to flip over and fall out into the bushes.
you jerk your head at the sudden sound, seeing three men peering down into the bushes and then to you, meeting eyes with that raven-haired hunk again. your eyes wander to his friends and see binoculars in one of their hands. were they creeping on you swimming?
they immediately duck, their backs against the wall under the window.
โyou two are jackasses, genuine jackasses.โ baji says through gritted teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose, kazutora cackles and claps as if heโs seen the funniest thing ever.
โus two?! your the one who pushed ryusei out of the window!โ chifuyu whisper screams before kazutora quickly smacks him on the head.
chifuyu looks back at kazutora in shock, seeing him holding a finger against his lip shushing him, he slowly stands up to peer out the window to see if youโre still staring at them.
he sees you swimming towards the stairs, watching you walk out while squeezing the water out of your hair, you feel somebody stare at you and you turn your head towards the window again.
he quickly sits back down, โyeah, she just saw meโ he says, laughing in between.
chifuyu scoffs, now standing up to peek his head out to check for himself. his eyes dart around the swimming pool area, looking for you. he straightens himself up and peers down to check on ryusei, finding him gone too.
he looks back at both of them, lips pressed into a thin line. โi canโt find neither her nor ryusei.โ he says, shaking his head, walking away from the window to pace around the room in a panic, already assuming the worst. the weed paranoia is getting to him already and he barely smoked.
โfuck you mean ryuseiโs gone?โ baji questions, he stands up to check, finding nobody there. shit.
โmaybe she just went inside, no big deal!โ chifuyu says nervously.
baji sighs, โyeah, โcause she caught you three stalkinโ her like a bunch of creeps.. now sheโs gonna think her neighbors are perverts,โ he mumbles, leaning against the wall.
before chifuyu and kazutora had the chance to react at bajiโs hypocrisy, the doorbell rings.
โis that him?โ kazutora runs to the front door window to check until chifuyu yanks his arm back away from the door before anyone sees him, โwhat if itโs her?โ
โso? not like we can pretend weโre not homeโ baji points at his ankle monitor with his eyes and starts walking towards the door.
baji didnโt suspect a single thing, he wasnโt even nervous at the idea of you being the one ringing the doorbell, itโs just some girl, he thinks. so why is he frozen in place at the sight of you, drenched, wearing a skin-tight black button-up top with shorts underneath, practically swallowing your ass and thighs, a weak attempt to โcover upโ, once again, being a fucking tease.
โiโm all wet.. can i come in?โ your tone oozing with seductive intent.
chifuyu and kazutora pop out from behind baji, catching the scene. chifuyu looks at your form and then at baji repeatedly with a confused look. the sight looked like a skit from a porno. you truly are a natural.
bajiโs hard-on was unfortunately stepped on when he sees ryusei pop out from the side with a camera, laughing hysterically at the scene that unfolded, clearly, this was all planned to be a prank. and yet, baji seems unfazed by it. heโs barely even listening at the three, mind drifting elsewhere, lingering over the idea of you genuinely being a pornstar, he canโt get the moment out of his head.
he kept his eyes on you, watching you giggle at the two arguing and yelling at ryusei for the prank he pulled. all baji was thinking about was how sweet and innocent your smile looked compared to your former lifestyle, how your strawberry pink lipgloss was glistening perfectly with your glittery skin that came from your sunscreen, how your shirt was unbuttoned at the top perfectly exposing your breastsโ the hot pink bikini you were wearing, yeah.. thatโs totally what he meant.
you hugged your form from the cold breeze, unknowingly making your tits look appealing. god, if he was a casting director for porn, he would hire you in an instant with him in it. a true succubus in the flesh.
ryusei blocks bajiโs view of you with his camcorder, cackling in a way that grated on bajiโs nerves, โyou shouldโve seen your face, keisuke,โ he ends the video and fiddles with the camera to watch it again. โyou donโt mind if she smokes with us right guys? she got locked outโ he grins infuriatingly wide, finding amusement in torturing the raven haired man.
โyeah for sure, she can smoke with us, right baji?โ kazutora speaks without a thought.
bajiโs stare lingers on your form once more, especially the little cute ribbons that are peeking out of your shorts, holding your bikini bottoms against your hips before quickly breaking it away to speak.
โwhatever.โ he says nonchalantly. he moves out of the way, walking up to his room without another word.
you slightly pout at the interaction, you hoped youโd get the chance to talk to him more since your closer now, thatโs the only reason why you even agreed to ryuseiโs little prank. it was so worth the reaction though. youโve had many eyes on you and your used to it by now but this is the first time youโve felt a magnetic pull that ignited a flicker of excitement within you just from being checked out, especially the way he did.
it was a challenge trying not to stutter after seeing him opening the door, his wife beater hugging his form so deliciously, his exposed big shoulders that his long hair couldnโt cover had you drooling, and grey sweatpants too? heโs such a gorgeous man and he doesnโt even know it.
โdonโt worry about him; heโs always like that,โ kazutora comforts, gesturing his head inside, inviting you in properly. a slight jingle sound from his earring. โcome on in, after you.โ
โsuch a gentlemanโ you fawned, brushing beside him to walk up the stairs with the three behind, finally reaching bajiโs room.
โyou got locked out? you, uh, need to call someone?โ chifuyu says, a note of concern evident in his tone. avoiding eye contact, trying his best to ignore your.. look.
โiโd rather stay stranded if you donโt mind..โ you smile nervously, shoving your hands in your back pocket to avoid fidgeting.
you look around, checking out his hot mess of a room, heโs sitting on his gaming chair, staring at the cat whoโs sitting on the window sill, actually, that looks like nightmare!
โhow did you get in here?โ you murmur lovingly, slowly walking towards the window, bending over to pet her, unknowingly having your ass directly infront of baji, yeah, no doubt. your most definitely teasing. and heโs not falling for it. he kicks his chair back a bit to hit the wall so he can face the cat more.
your eyes flick up towards your window seeing how itโs aligned so perfectly with his, you look down finding nightmare pawing at the binoculars.
you grab it, looking through the lenses and directing it towards baji, โsorry about her; she likes to explore sometimes, especially when it comes to our neighbors.โ you tilt the binoculars down a bit to look at him better.
โno worries, catsโre usually like that with meโ he says, his voice carrying a husky undertone.
cats love him too? can he get any hotter?
you both sit in silence for a bit until you feel smoke being blown directly on your cheek. you turn, now facing the guy with the tiger tatted on his neck. โhere,โ he hands you the joint, โyou two can smoke, the three of us might play some video games.โ kazutora fabricates, he stuffs his hand in his jacket pockets, โyou donโt happen to have wifi, do you? ours got cut off.โ
you take a puff, blowing it out the window. โof course, here.โ
you connect them to your wifi, and kazutora uses it to his own advantage, putting it into bajiโs computer. he sits on the bed with chifuyu and ryusei next to him, he opens up a porn site and starts searching for titles he remembers you being in.
he clicks on the first video that pops up and mutes the volume. you mostly did POV videos since itโs what you were mostly known for, hundreds of videos of you bent over, teasing the camera, every POV theme, you did.
you hand baji the joint, a wave of embarrassment takes over, now noticing how soaking wet you were,
โuhm, whereโs the bathroom? i need to dry up.. or at least attempt to,โ you nervously laugh.
โdown the hall to the leftโ he rasps.
you walk out of the room, feeling bajiโs eyes glued to your back as you went to where he directed.
โdamn, is this your girl, keisuke?โ ryusei teases, watching videos of you plastering your pussy on the internet. โquit it, sheโs not my girl.โ baji responds with an edge to his voice, continuing to pet nightmare, whoโs now laying on his lap with her stomach up.
โnot even curious enough to look?โ kazutora questions, his head is facing baji, but his eyes are still glued to the screen.
โ'm not interested.โ baji says with a monotone, knowing it was a flat-out lie, but he couldnโt give in, not yet, especially with you in the house.
chifuyu narrows his eyes at baji with suspicion, nobody knows how baji thinks like he does. he knows heโs not gonna bother asking them for the titles to watch privately, since heโs not gonna hear the end of it from kazutora and ryusei.
chifuyu makes sure kazutora didnโt put it in incognito mode and secretly moves the mouse to favorite the link for baji to check out later, glancing at kazutora and ryusei, hoping they didnโt notice.
you walk back into his room, who didnโt move his eyes away from nightmare the entire time you were gone, he lifts his head up to look at you, taking a long drag from the joint. you walk towards him to snatch the joint from his lips before he finishes it, you crouch down til your eye level with nightmare to pet her, whoโs still on his lap. your current position not helping bajiโs situation at all.
ryusei clears his throat, leaning back against the headboard, pretending he just didnโt see your entire naked body, head to toe, in every sex position ever created. โso, howโs the move going with you?โ
you stand beside the window with your back facing it, you lean back slightly, placing your hand on the window sill for support, โstill going..โ you sigh, exhaling the smoke out, you quickly glance at baji, catching him with his head tilted upwards ever so slightly, fixated on you with unwavering intensity, his eyes conveying a sense of intrigue.
you immediately look away, breaking eye contact to hold back a smile.
โweโd help but, uh, one of us is a little spatially challenged at the momentโ chifuyu points at bajiโs ankle monitor with his chin.
โyeah i can tell, he got that whole lindsay lohan thing going on.โ
โwho?โ baji questions, tilting his head as he gazed at you, the sun peeked through the window, streaming directly into his eyes, casting a warm glow over his face, he squints slightly, his eyebrows scrunching together, almost looking like heโs winking at you. his eyes are so intensely brown itโs driving you crazy.
you giggle handing baji the joint to smoke it, he pushes the chair closer towards you and places his foot on the wall right next to your thigh, trapping you between him. he takes a puff from your fingers. the coconut flavor of your lipgloss lingers on the joint, you wouldโve thought he was messing with you until your eyes land on his hands, seeing that theyโre a little occupied from nightmare playfully biting them.
โwhereโd you say you were from?โ kazutora probes.
you tilted your head towards kazutoraโs direction, still keeping eye-contact with baji as he continues playing with nightmare, watching the smoke curl out from his lips as he exhales. โiโm from the city!โ
โthe city?โ he inquires.
you hum enthusiastically in response, โand now forcefully relocated..โ you relax your back against the window sill, tilting your head back, letting the breeze hit your neck for a moment as the familiar sound of your motherโs voice reaches your ears, a shiver of fear creeps up your spine, tinged with the realization that you're in a place your definitely not supposed to be, especially since you snuck out without a word.
you jolt up and duck under the window, your head is now directly next to his foot, eye level at his ankle monitor, baji silently chuckles at you, watching his shoulders shake.
โcould you come in here, please?โ
you look back at the four, mouthing and pointing at the direction of the voice, โmy momโ
baji offers a quiet โmm-hmmโ, he peers out the window, looking at your mom whoโs clearly staring directly at his window.
โyeah, sheโs polite and always says please but she has that tone did you notice?โ you say sarcastically, realizing that you're sitting on something. you sit up and find a blue marker right under you, taking the opportunity. you bite the lid off and carefully scribble your number onto the monitor thatโs resting mere inches from your face, your hand trembles slightly as you add little hearts around and a cat resembling nightmare.
โuhuh, i know that toneโ baji replies, you notice a knowing smirk in his tone.
the atmosphere crackles with anticipation as he watches your every move, his gaze lingering on you intently.
you finish off your scribbles on his cuff and place the lid back into the marker, โgotta go before she kills me..โ you get up, dusting off your butt from the floor. you start walking towards the door, quickly saying your goodbyes, and run outside towards your mom
baji brings his leg up to his lap to check out the cuff, seeing your little cute doodles and your number in the middle, he bites back a smile hoping his friends donโt see, he leans back against the chair, pushing it closer to the window to watch you walk towards your front door with nightmare beside you.
itโs been a week since you moved in, since you came over and wrote your number on his cuff, since you became a tattoo in his mind, and he couldnโt control his urges any longer.
he thought he could ignore the fact that heโs neighbors with a goddamn former pornstar but you giving him a show every. damn. time, you undress has been nothing but hard on him, literally.
itโs no coincidence that everytime you undress you had your back facing towards the window, you do it so torturously slow and seductive, almost as if you were giving him a strip tease every night, you knew exactly what you were doing.
in rare occasions youโd catch him staring and he would play it casual, acting like heโs busy doing whatever he does. but sometimes itโs innocent and sweet, youโd catch him staring at you playing with nightmare or getting ready for bed, youโd give an innocent wave or a little nod and heโd do it back, itโs a cute interaction but itโs still not helping him avoid whateverโs in his search history.
and thatโs exactly what heโs gonna be clicking on tonight.
he opens the tab, already overwhelmed by the amount of POV options he could choose from. he clicks on the last video you made, and by a freak coincidence; itโs the girl next door themed.
the video starts off with you giving your usual strip tease by the window, classic. baji leans closer to the laptop, resting his elbows on the table, his eyes flicking between your window and the laptop screen.
you reach for your panties, the camera zooms closer to your ass, catching you linking your fingers under the straps, tight around your hips, you slowly start to pull them down, then snap! the camera pans back to your face from your sudden movement, catching you looking directly at the camera, the camera-guy ducks down immediately at the sight, muttering โshit, shit, shit!โ behind the camera.
after a couple seconds of him hiding he holds the camera up, checking to see if youโre still there, noticing that youโre nowhere to be seen in your room until he hears footsteps walking towards the house, he pans the camera down catching you walk towards his front door.
the doorbell starts ringing.
bajiโs eyes flick towards your window again after seeing your lights turn on from his peripheral vision. seeing you throw yourself onto your bed seemingly exhausted doing god knows what.
disappearing out of his sight; he continues watching the video that was still going.
โiโll delete the video if you suck my dickโ said the camera man, your eyes lit up at the offer, already getting down on your knees to unzip his pants. you bite your lip with anticipation as you look up at him with glassy doe eyes, correction; looking at the camera lense. you jerk his pants down along with his boxersโ
a fluffy feline silhouette appears, blocking the laptop screen with its presence, demanding attention with a gentle purr emanating from her throat.
โseriously nightmare? now?โ he gently pushes her off the laptop, accidentally having her tap on the keys from his push, disrupting the video and making it skip to the part where you finally get fucked.
except, the volume was all the way up. filthy loud moans emitting from his laptop speakers, baji immediately shuts it in shame, and from behind the laptop screen it was you, looking directly at him with a walkie talkie in your hands.
you click on the button, โsounds like somebodyโs got access to the internet againโ holding back a giggle.
the sound of your voice come out from the walkie talkie on his table, seeing nightmare pawing at it, she mustโve brought it here and was trying to get his attention for it.
he grabs the walkie talkie and rolls the chair closer to the window, click, โyou could say that.โ
click, โwhatโre you watchinโ?โ
click, โa continuous of.. something we recorded.โ
click, โwe?โ
he grabs the camcorder from his desk and replays the part where you teased him on his front door directly to the walkie talkie speaker.
click, you laugh at the humiliating sound of your own voice attempting to seduce the hunk next door, โoh my god i completely forgot about that!โ
he tongues his inner cheek, emitting an amused scoff. click, โi didnโt.โ
click, โwhat? you jack off to it every night?โ you joke with a small laugh.
click, he licks his canines, a sly smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. โmaybeโ
click, โdonโt you got a girlfriend?โ
click, โsays who?โ
click, โyou look like a guy who would have a girlfriendโ
click, he tuts โnah, i never had time.. why the sudden curiosity? yโwant me or somethinโ?โ
you squirm in your seat, pulling up your knees to your chest and burying your face in them. click, โi didnโt mean it like thatโฆโ
click, he tilts his head slightly, leaning back against the chair. โcโmon.. be brave, just like how you were last week on my front door.โ baji sways the chair side to side with his leg.
you peek your head out from your knees, resting your chin on it. click, โyouโre just gonna keep bringing that up huh..โ
click, โuhuh.โ
click, โwhat did you mean by continuous by the way?โ you say after a few minutes of silence.
you watch him spin his chair side by side as he ponders his answer for a bit, click, โcโmere and iโll show you exactly what i meant.โ
you bite your lip from his boldness, you didnโt expect that from him at all, then again, you didnโt expect him to be shy either, he looks like the type of guy that makes sure he gets what he wants and god does that thought make you throb.
click, โi canโt.. iโm sort of grounded for sneaking out, ever since we moved here momโs been eyeing me like a hawk, why donโt you come here instead?โ
he places his cuffed leg up on the window sill, indicating that heโs still in house arrest, you completely forgot that youโre neighbors with a criminal, another thought that has you throbbing.
click, โhowโd you get that?โ
click, โburninโ a cop car for shits n giggles.โ
click, โdidnโt know i was neighbors with an anarchist.โ you tease.
click, he mumbles โdidnโt know i was neighbors with a pornstar but yโlearn new shit everyday huh?โ
click, โwhat?โ
click, โdonโt worry your pretty brain, gimme a sec.โ he stands up from the chair and walks out of his room, disappearing from your sight, a couple minutes pass by and he comes back with a long ladder, placing it on his window and pushes it straight towards yours.
you lean your head out of the window from his action, โare you insane?! iโm not coming in like that!โ
โwhat? too chicken shit?โ he chuckles, successfully bridging the gap between your window and his. he pulls out the camcorder and clicks on the record button, panning the lenses towards you, โiโll hold it just cโmere.โ
you shake your head, incredulous. โyouโre crazyโโ
โyou donโt trust me?โ he persists, tilting his head, his gaze fixates on you with such intensity that has you breathless.
you sigh, rolling your head back. fuck it, you reluctantly step closer to the ladder. โif i break my neck itโs on youโ you slowly start to climb the ladder towards him.
he grins, his eyes lingering on you, drinking in your reaction to the height as he watches you climb up with shaky hands.
he couldnโt resist fucking with you, captivated by the way your fear only seemed to enhance how gorgeous you are, he gently starts rocking the ladder back and forth, pretending to lose his grip.
you shriek, mixing with laughter, echoing in the quiet night, you bite back your screams trying to avoid your parents attention. โyou fucking dickhead! stop!โ your grip tightens.
โi donโt even think this fall is gonna break a neck i think itโs gonna kill me!โ you whisper scream at him, laughter turning into nervous giggles.
he finds your determination cute, even after his little attempt to give you a heart attack, he relents, โalright iโll behave, just get over here already.โ he steadies the ladder.
you resume your ascent, curses punctuating the quiet of the night. you finally reach his window, breathless but wearing a triumphant grin, he offers you a hand, pulling him into his room with a subtle yet lingering touch.
you both stand face to face, the adrenaline from your little escapade still coursing through your veins, โdidnโt know you had it in you.โ he toys.
you roll your eyes, playfully pushing his shoulder, โyouโre an asshole you know that!โ a hint of a smile plays at the corners of your lips, unable to suppress it.
he zooms the camera lense at your cheek, โyeah, think i made you cry a little bitโ he teases, his voice softer now, laced with genuine concern.
โshut up, itโs just the wind in my eyeโ you mutter, wiping at your cheek with the back of your hand.
โis that right?โ his hand moves almost instinctively, gently cupping your cheek as he wipes the tear away with his thumb. his touch starts to linger, gaze fixating on your lips, slowly tracing his finger along your bottom lip.
you gasp softly, caught off guard by the sudden shift of the atmosphere, his touch intoxicating, sending shivers down your spine. instinctively, you lean into his touch, your tongue darting out to lick the lingering taste of your tears from his finger.
your eyes lock, lips slightly parting, taking in his thumb in your mouth as you start to suck on it.
he sighs, biting back his groan from emitting out of his throat, observing you from the camcorder as you suck on his thumb like a mindless whore, โuhuh, open that pretty mouth fโme.. all the way.โ he flicks his eyes from the camera screen to look at you, you do as he says just from the look in his eyes, like a good girl would, he starts tracing his thumb around your tongue, thrusting his fingers in and out of your mouth, prepping it for his cock that was already bulging out of his sweats.
โsuck it just like that..โ he says, drunkenly watching your eyes water as you gag around his fingers, he tuts, โalready?โ you whimper, drooling all over his fingers, โmโ i gonna have to prep that pussy too?โ you shake your head, whining even more.
โcโmon baby, use your words.โ he pinches your cheeks together smushing your face, your doe eyes flick down to his crotch before looking back up again, soft lips pushed out in a pout, you link your fingers down under at the band of his boxers, pulling him closer towards you.
his grip tightens on your cheek as he lifts your head up, the look on his face when he stares down at you makes you weak in the knees.
โyou actually wet this time?โ he teases, bringing up what happened last week yet again,
you tease back, โhow about you touch me and find out?โ
he lightly slaps your cheek shutting you up, making you yelp, rubbing your thighs together after he genuinely made your clit embarrassingly throb from the slap. his hand finds its place on your cheek again, โquit being a tease and do as i say princessโ he mocks.
โwhat does that needy pussy want, huh?โ
โwanna suck your dick.โ the way you were acting so damn shy and obedient as if you werenโt whoring yourself out and plastering your pussy all over the internet makes his dick spring up in an instant.
โyeah?โ he tilts his head, moving the camera away to admire you, the ends of his hair tickling your skin, you nod persistently, he grins wider, his canines poking out of his lips, his hand slides down your throat and grips around it, pulling you closer towards his face as he locks his lips with yours,
your plump coconut flavored lips kisses him back, groaning at your taste, remembering how he first tasted it when it was lingering on the joint. you deepen the kiss after feeling his grip tighten,
he pulls you closer towards his chest, making you stand on your tippy toes savoring the kiss, your hands rest atop his chest to tug on his shirt desperately, silently begging for more of him, his tongue licks at the bottom of your lips. finally breaking the kiss off to breathe, his spit string connected to your lips, your knees already growing weak from the small make out sesh as he grabs a handful of your hair, tugging it down forcing you on your knees, enough to make your pupils dilate at the subtle feeling of pain, he takes a mental note of your masochism and unlinks his sweats, sitting down on his chair, legs spread wide open for you to drool and gush over.
he points the camera towards you again, โwhatโre yโwaitinโ for huh? suck what youโve been begginโ for.โ
your fingers tremble with desire, squeezing your thighs together getting wetter and wetter from how deep his voice is, you curl your fingers under the boxer band and pull it down, freeing his thick fat dick out from itโs confinements, falling entranced with the bobbing of his cock that sprung upwards towards his stomach.
your hand reaches out to grab his cock, wrapping him around your delicate hand, slowly jerking him back and forth. your fingers arenโt even near touching from how thick he was, a fat flushed tip pooling with pre making you drool at the sight.
you part your lips, flattening your tongue around his tip, circling around it, toying with himโ toying with his patience,
he rolls his head back holding in his groans as you bob your head up and down painfully slow, he snakes his fingers through your hair, grabbing a handful of it to push you down further, thrusting in your throat, back and forth. you moan on his dick, he grips onto the camcorder tight, your throat vibrations against it almost made him lose control, he yanks your hair pulling you back away from his dick, groaning at the loss of you.
saliva trailed from your mouth to his tip, making his dick twitch at the sight.
you teasingly kiss at the tip, giggling at his reaction as you quickly got up to walk over his bed, bending over, crawling towards the middle of it. you arch your back, ass up with your head down, you look back at him motioning him to walk over with your finger as you moved your hips back and forth.
he zooms the camcorder at your form, โthere she is..โ he slowly starts to walk over towards you, he grabs your hips, hooking onto your black lace shorts and tugging it back towards his crotch to grind on you, you arch against him, moaning at the friction of his hardened dick against your aching clit, pushing yourself back like a bitch in heat, โpretty fuckinโ sight, right there.โ
he reaches his hand down, skimming up your thighs, spreading it apart more, the hand at your thigh slides up and cups your ass, pulling your shorts upwards to reveal the outline of your plush pussy, you silently thank god you were wearing black or youโd already have a visible wet spot.
you canโt help the blush that consumes your entire face, burying your face into his blanket from embarrassment, โstop teasing me..โ
he hums in response, getting a close up of your outline on his camera, โi havenโt even seen your pussy and just from the outline of it.. jesus christ, youโre gonna be the death of me.โ he says through gritted teeth as if he was straining to hold himself back from eating you,
he starts kissing your clothed clit, burying his sharp nose up the seam of your shorts. โneed to taste you.โ he rips off your shorts in a blink of an eye,
โw-wait-โ โiโll buy you new ones baby, quit whininโ.โโ
he pulls at the sides of your panties, letting them go to snap back against your pussy. you whimper at the sensation, greedily moving your hips against his finger trying to get him to touch you already. he tuts, moving his hand away making you miss his fingers, you feel a sharp smack against your ass, โbe patient.โ
he slowly starts pulling them off of you, you wish you werenโt so embarrassed from your position so you could look at his pretty face, itโs always what drove you crazy about him, feeling his eyes on you everytime you undress in-front of the window, of course you fucking did that on purpose, your neighbor is hot for godโs sakes! all you ever fantasized about was him, him, him.
and here he is, right in-between your legs from behind, recording and staring at your pretty pussy glistening around his index finger, slowly rubbing your slit up and down, his long finger slides up inside you, curling it, the bottom of his palm rubs right against your clit.
baji hovers above you, jaw clenched as he works his hand fast, shoving his ring finger to join his middle one. he whispers in your ear, โyouโre so fuckinโ hot like this, so needy for me.โ he kisses and bites the back of your neck, trailing his lips down your back towards your ass, lowering himself to be in direct line of sight of your pussy again.
he lightly starts sucking on your now swollen clit, burying his face in your cunt, messily eating you making the nastiest noises, which sends your hips squirming away from his lips, he circles his arms around your thighs, keeping you still enough while he tasted you.
he continues finger-fucking you, hardening his tongue to lick at your clit. he changes his thrusts to the scissoring motion. even though you told him you didnโt need prepping for his cock, something tells him that youโre not gonna be able to take it, begging him to stop.. whining about how itโs too much, the thought of hurting you like that and stretching your cunt out to only fit the form of his cock got him twitching.
seems like heโs not the only one whoโs throbbing already, feeling your walls tighten up around his fingers, thighs trembling beyond your control as he holds it down with his grip that squeezes you from time to time. your moans, pleads and whimpers were music to his ears as you climax on his mouth,
you grip at the sheets feeling him spit on your pussy, sucking and tasting your juices with his eyes dilated, taking in the sight of his meal as if this is his last one, cause you truly are gonna be the fucking death of him. his fingers spread open your folds, watching his spit drip in between, clenching around nothing since you were achingly empty, he suddenly lifts his face, coming up to hover over you, continuing to work his fingers into you, fucking your own slick back into your cunt. โthink she can handle my cock baby?โ he gives your pussy a quick slap!
you clamp your teeth, hissing at the slap, you push yourself up with your arm to meet his eyes, biting your plump lips as you look back at him finger fucking you, the corners of his mouth glistening with your arousal, you nod persistently.
โuse your words.โ he gives your pussy another slap, โyes, yesyesyes..! please..โ you plead pathetically, tears leaking from overwhelming pleasure already and he hasnโt even fucking started.
โatta girl, gonna give your pussy what it keeps throbbinโ for, and โm not gonna fuckinโ stop.โ he says in between ripping off a condom from its confinement with his teeth and slides it on his cock, you moan after every promise he makes as he slowly sinks his tip in, your swollen plush lips swallowing and clenching him already, โshit.. ease up baby, youโre so goddamn tight.โ his head tilts back, feeling you resist him, he hisses trying so hard to hold back from blowing his load right then and there.
he slides his hand to the back of your head, grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling you closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around you as his entire length finally sinks into you, you immediately grip on his arms, nails digging into him as a whine leaves your throat.
he pulls out and slides back in, over and over, his eyes glued to the way your slick is already coating his cock, he keeps his pace slow and hard, finding your spots and avoiding hitting your cervix, as much as he loves the thought of seeing you in pain heโd rather watch you squirt from overwhelming pleasure all over his abdomen.
his head dips down into the crook of your neck, biting it to suppress his groans, holding back from pulling out the condom and snapping his hips against your ass, the thought of breeding you is slowly consuming him and heโs trying his very best to hold that back.
suddenly, the creak of the front door of the house interrupts, followed by the soft thud of it closing. baji recognizes his momโs footsteps slowly approaching the stairs, he suddenly straightens up at the sound, turning his head towards his door expecting her to barge in like she usually would, he takes the opportunity to slide the condom off, slowly shoving his tip back in, ignoring her presence in the house.
โs-stop.. i think somebodyโs here.. i-โ he cuts you off immediately shoving two fingers into your mouth, โsuck โn shut the fuck up.โ the worst part about all of this is that he doesnโt stop.
matter of fact, his pace is moving faster than before, sounds of his hips roughly clapping your ass echoes around his room. you try to talk with a mouthful, โsheโs gonna hear-โ โi donโt give a shit.โ he gags you with his fingers, rolling his waist to knock into you, soaking wet pussy coating his abdomen, strings of slick connecting the two of you as he continues to kill your guts, forcing you to swallow back your screams as you mindlessly suck on his fingers like a dumb whore.
the second he started fucking you raw, everything that was holding him back from brutally pounding you is gone, your pussyโs too damn addictive, he canโt miss it for a minute, god if he was one of your costars he wouldโve grown attached to you, making the producers yell โcutโ cause he just. wonโt. stop. fucking you.
you plead for him to stop, trying to push him back, too overstimulated for another orgasm, you suppress more moans from escaping your lips as he shoves all of his pulsating dick inside your wet cavern. the base of his cock meets your slit to let you know just how absolutely deep heโs gone in.
you were a siren to him, whimpers and squeaks too addictive to hear that he falls in a trance, watching you suppressing your noises like he ordered you to. heโs already planning on rewarding you for being such a good girl for him, ideas about lapping on your pussy nonstop cloud his mind, yeah. heโs gonna make you his after this.
for now, you donโt care about anything else except the feeling of his intoxicating desperate thrusts as he rams more forcefully inside, tears well up your eyes along with your whimpers. slobbering over his fingers and choking on your spit, you clench around him as you feel a growing sensation in your lower abdomen, aside from butterflies.
baji finally pulls his fingers out of your mouth, โspeak up baby.โ he taunts before tightening his hand around your neck โfuckmybrainsoutfuckmybrainsout please please..โ you can barely form a word from the pressure heโs putting against your windpipe, the only words that emit from your mouth are the words of a bitch in heat whoโs clit possessed her body, mind and soul, and thatโs exactly who you are right now.
โshit. let me cum inside you and i will princess.โ
โwh- what about the condom..โ
he grunts feeling you tighten around him, โmustโve slipped out.โ
heโs so fucking mean, youโd be lying if you said you hated it, especially with the way you clenched around him after finding out that he was fucking you raw this entire time.
you nod, you nod desperately and latch onto his arms when the skin slapping becomes louder and louder with each second that passes, you cry in absolute euphoria as he chases his orgasm, feeling his own climax budding inside of him.
you start clapping your ass up to meet his thrusts, your mind brainless from his constant fucking, focused on one thing and one thing only.
your tits bounces as he jerks his hips more rapidly, he cusses under his breath, catching up to an animalistic pace until you completely disintegrate under him by the time you reach your climax.
your legs shake and your lips quiver, baji takes the opportunity and coats your insides with his load, shooting thick ropes of white all over your walls as you clench your cunt around him, draining the life out of him from the tip of his dick just from your tight pussy.
gasping and whimpering as he slowly pulls out of you to direct the camcorder towards your pussy, watching how his hot seed oozes out of the hole he just destroyed. he gives your ass a smack, flesh shaking like jelly as you push out more of his seed, making it drip down your slit, he grabs your ass spreading you open to give more room for it to ooze out.
โyouโre so fucking perfect.. mine. all mine..โ he says softly from behind the camcorder, he pans the camera towards your face, you smile into your shoulder blissfully and giggle as he films your bruised and used cunt. โmhm.. only mine.โ
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