WARNING!
sexual content
To say that you couldn't get Metori Saiko out of your head was an understatement. It was so bad that you were unintentionally in Toritsuka's presence for more than a minute. Until you were saved by Teruhashi, that is. The same Teruhashi who Saiko was talking to as you stared at them, cheek resting on your hand. He was no doubt flirting with her considering the unusual redness of the girl's skin and the way she waved her hands frantically in front of him. Thoughts from the night before invaded your mind.
"Stop it. Don't you remember that I can read your mind?"
How his soft hands caressed your skin, his breathy moans, the way he kissed you so softly before he became the asshole you forgot he was again.
"Yare yare, are you even listening to me?"
You finally turned your head away from the pair to meet your best friend, Saiki's, annoyed expression. You sighed.
"Is it bad that I want more with him?" You asked, shoulders slumped over, "I mean, it was only meant to be a one time thing but- Actually, it wasn't meant to be a thing at all. I'm usually never this hung up on a boy but for some reason, the rich douchebag is different... This never should've happened. Why weren't you there to stop me?"
Saiki sat and listened as he enjoyed his lunch. Just as you were expecting some advice, Saiki replied with,
"I don't care about your sex life. You have girl friends to talk to about this. And don't blame me for your stupidity."
You rolled your eyes with a slight smile, you had forgotten who you were talking to for a second, "I like how blunt you are, Saiki. It helps with my problems."
"I'm not your therapist, Y/n. Shut up or leave me alone."
You opened your mouth to retort but halted when you saw the back of Saiko's distinct silver head leave the cafeteria. Not before he purposely met your gaze, that is. Curiosity got the better of you as you rose from your seat, muttering a lazy goodbye to Saiki, as you followed your newest lover.
The boy seemed to have disappeared as you wondered out into the hall, the chaotic sounds of the lunch hall muffled as the door clicked shut. You strolled down, peering into classrooms to try to work out where Saiko went. That was until a cold hand clasped your wrist and tugged you into the dim janitor's closet.
You were pushed against the wall, hearing the door click shut behind you, the other icy hand clamped over your mouth. Your eyes adjusted to the dark and you soon saw a familiar face staring back at you. He slowly moved his hand from your mouth to gently caress your warm cheek with his knuckles. Once again were flashes from the previous night flooding your thoughts. Just the sight of him against you overwhelmed you with need and arousal. Your breath hitched in your throat as you reacted to his touch,
"Saiko."
"What is it, pretty girl?" He smiled teasingly, releasing his grip on your wrist to stroke your inner thigh. His fingers continued to move until they were tracing underneath the top of your panties. You squeezed your thighs together around his hand, but not even that was enough to satisfy you.
"Please," You whispered, your voice failing you. As the words left your lips, you were reminded of how angry he'd made you once your time together was over. He saw you as a prostitute, and here you were - begging to be pleased by him. The pair of you overcome by lust.
"You want me to touch you?" Saiko asked, a playful glint in his eye that made you weak at the knees.
You nodded vigorously, eyes screwed up as you awaited his touch.
"I need you to use your words, baby," He muttered, dipping to place open mouth kisses on your neck.
"Yes," You gasped, "Please."
That seemed to be enough for Saiko as his fingers circled your clit over your panties, causing you to moan breathlessly. Soon enough, he slid his hand under your panties, biting his lip to prevent grinning as his fingers brushed the wet spot that had already formed. He rubbed his middle finger up and down your folds, gathering the wetness on his finger.
"So wet," His eyes met yours. He smirked wickedly as he continued to rub your clit, "And I've barely touched you yet."
"You make me feel so fucking good." Yet saying that didn't aid your attempt at hiding your whimpers. Especially not when Saiko's finger slipped into your hole.
"Sai-"
Your cry was cut off as he immediately kissed you. He pulled back and looked at you with the same cold eyes that everyone else knew. "If you want this, you're going to need to be quiet," He snapped.
"I'm sorry," You whimpered again.
Although your slip up had already been forgotten by Saiko as his finger started to slowly move in and out of you again. His finger curved perfectly as he hit your sweet spot. Once again, it was like he knew everywhere you wanted to be touched and it was only your second time together.
"Please make me cum, Saiko."
"What did you call me?" He hissed, the motions of his recently added second finger stopped abruptly.
Your eyes fluttered shut as you leant your head against the wall. You hadn't been a sub in so long, but you didn't just want this, you needed it. Saiko needed to be the one to make you cum, what you craved wasn't something that could be achieved by yourself. Swallowing your pride, you gave the boy what you knew he wanted,
"Please... Daddy."
Saiko offered you nothing but a satisfied hum at the sound of you submitting to him. His fingers moved in and out of you at an increasing pace, his thumb rubbing at your clit. All the added stimulation was taking you over the edge.
"G-gonna cum, Daddy," You mumbled, your words slurring with anticipation.
"You can cum, baby," He commanded, voice laced with added layer of authority. He didn't see himself as just better than you in that moment, he owned you.
Your thighs tensed around his hand as his other hand clamped over your mouth once again. He knew you couldn't be quiet any longer as you finally released the pressure that had been built up between your legs.
Saiko placed little kisses to your lips as he let you recover and gather yourself. This soft moment after one filled with pure lust was all too familiar. You wanted to savour it while you could, knowing that he would go back to treating you the way he did everyone else in a few minutes. He slowly retracted his fingers and licked himself clean of you.
"Why... Why did you do that?" You asked.
Saiko furrowed his eyebrows, pulling his middle finger from his plump lips with a 'pop'. He turned his head away, the ghost of a blush reddening his cheeks. Although you had convinced yourself it was just your imagination due to the lack of light. "I... missed you," He murmured.
You cocked your head to the side, cupping your ear, "What was that? I didn't quite catch it," You smirked, your teasing nature slowly returning to you after being temporarily submissive.
"You heard me," Saiko spat back, refusing to turn his head, "I won't repeat myself."
You reached over to take Saiko's hand but just as your fingers brushed his palm, the bell rang for the end of lunch. You sighed, grabbing your bag that had been carelessly discarded beforehand.
"This can't happen again." You shook your head, turning to look at Saiko as you stood behind the door.
"I know."
"I don't do the same person twice. That's a rule. You should focus on Teruhashi." This was all insurance for you. You knew only bad things would happen if you let yourself get attached to Metori Saiko.
"Y/n, I know."
You nodded once before leaving the janitor's closet, hoping Saiko would have the sense to leave a few minutes after you.
At least he remembered my name this time.
Author's Note!
Daddy issues boy has a daddy kink??? *gasp*
Also, I hate when fanfic writers add random Japanese words to English sentences but I had to include Saiki's 'yare yare'. It's too iconic not to.
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