Daring Enough?

Chapter 4

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS PROFANITY, DETAILED SEXUAL SCENES, AND TRAUMATIC EVENTS THAT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME VIEWERS

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Am I seeing things?

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With no warning, he starts moving his hips, thrusting deep with a sense of urgency. Aki lets out a deep, guttural groan. "God, I've missed you," Aki moans out my name next, sending a sensational feeling down my body, that same feeling mixed with pain and with pleasure.

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Chapter 4

The sun sets, the last few orange rays of the sun seeping through the curtain, making a beautiful pattern on the carpeted floor. It gives me a sentimental feeling, but I brush it off. Despite how much I'd love to linger in the sentimental feeling, I have things to tend to and finish.

Together, Aki and I sit on his bed, studying for our upcoming presentation, though my head hurts slightly. Aki, being the caring and mindful person he is, notices this. "Baby, are you okay?" Aki whispers, placing a hand under my chin, turning my head towards his. I look at him and I can't help but smile. He always makes me feel some way...

"Hey, I'm okay, I'm just tired." I say softly, brushing off his hand. Throwing my notebooks off to the side, I lay down gently on his bed, stretching and staring up at the ceiling. Aki stares at me for a moment before I catch a glimpse of his mischievous smile that tells me he's either about to do something ridiculously stupid or he's in the mood.

"Aki—not now—"

"I know what'll wake you up!"

Letting out a sigh, I look at Aki with a mock frown on my face. "Okay fine, what?" I ask, despite knowing the answer already. I blink, and when I look at Aki again, his shirt is gone. He smirks when he sees the way my face has heated up, flexing his arms slightly.

"Where the fuck is your shir—?!" I can barely finish my sentence when the rest of Aki's clothes are discarded, left and thrown away, forgotten about. This leaves his entire body bare and naked in front of me.

He crawls over to me, grabbing both my wrists with his hand, pinning them above my head. His other hand is placed on my waist, his finger tips slipping down my shorts. "I've missed being inside you," Aki hisses under his breath as he looks at me with such a sultry look, it sends shivers down my body. Face red, I look away, avoiding his eyes.

We've done this so much, yet I can still never look him straight in the eyes in situations like these.

Aki slips his hand down my shorts, and of course, I don't stop him. Not that I could anyway. Aki keeps eye contact the entire time as he undresses me, and being the stupid person I am, I look away.

"A-Aki—"

"Yes baby?"

"Can you start slow?"

Aki ponders this request before his same stupid smirk forms on his face again. "What if I don't want to?" He says with that mischievous smile still on his stupid face. I scrunch up my face as he starts laughing. "We have a presentation tomorrow. I want to be able to move just fine unlike last time—"