⎯ The Divine of Judgment⎯ || BSD x Reader

The Clock Ticks Closer [ 057 |

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[ Chapter 57 || The Clock Ticks Closer ]

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[Y/n]'s eyes fluttered open, squinting at the sun's rays. The warmth of the sun felt comforting against her skin as she slowly sat up, taking in her surroundings and trying to remember how she ended up in bed. [Y/n] turned her head to the side, to hear shuffling noises coming from Beside, and faint sounds of snores filled the air. She looked around the room and saw her clothes scattered on the floor and a half-empty bottle of wine on the nightstand.

[Y/n] glanced to the side and was met with the sight of Chuuya fast asleep, his orange hair messily falling over his face, and his breathing shallow. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of him and reached out to trace her fingers over his face and gently brush his bangs back from his forehead.

His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm, and she can feel the warmth of his breath on his face. His arms are thrown wide, and his fingers are splayed out on the blanket as if he is trying to grasp onto something that is just out of reach. His lower half is bare, and the blanket lies loosely on his lower half, showing his bare back. [Y/n] can see the muscles in his back rippling as he moves in his sleep.

As she recalled the events of the evening, the memories came flooding back. The three of them had returned to her apartment, eager to commemorate the occasion with a bottle of wine. However, as the bottle was opened and the wine was poured, the atmosphere began to shift and tensions rose. She remembered that as the night wore on, their desires grew stronger and stronger. They shed their clothes, one by one until they were naked and vulnerable in each other's arms. They made love in a way that [Y/n] had never experienced before, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

[Y/n] had been in such a trance that she didn't even realize Chuuya had woken up until he shifted slightly in his spot. "Good morning," she said softly, feeling a warmth spread through her body as she caught a glimpse of Chuuya's eyes fluttering open. Chuuya's voice came out hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a while. "Good morning," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. [Y/n] could feel Chuuya's warm breath on the back of her knuckles as he placed a kiss there. She pulled back slightly, looking up at him with a smile. "We need to get up if we want to be on time for work," Chuuya said, his voice growing stronger. "I don't think Mori would want you to be late."

[Y/n] stretched her limbs and glanced around the room, and noticed that her on-suit bathroom was partially open, with the sound of running water emanating from within. As she looked down, she realized that she was indeed naked, and a blush crept up her cheeks. She quickly grabbed her robe from the end of the bed and slipped it on, covering herself up. 

As [Y/n] attempted to rise from the bed, Chuuya firmly wrapped his arms around her waist. "Stay," he softly said, almost whispering as if to himself. His tone was soft and inviting. [Y/n] hesitated for a moment, but then released the hold she had around Chuuya's waist and continued on her way. "Chuuya-san, I need to make breakfast. Will you let me?" [Y/N] asked as she walked towards the door. Chuuya nodded and settled back down on the bed, watching [Y/N] leave the room.