The calm morning sun greets you through thin black curtains, warming up your skin from under the heavy duvet. You grumble under your breath when you crack an eye open, only to be blinded.
Groggily blinking a few times, you try to figure out where you were. The only thing visible through your blurry vision was light coloured walls littered with posters, surrounding the large window.
Suddenly feeling the urge to pee, you shift around a bit, trying to get out of the large bed you lay in. However, you were stopped by a pair of muscular arms that were hugging your waist.
You turn your head, eyes widening when you find a sleeping Taiga under you. That was when you realised you were sleeping on his chest... in his bed.
You pause your actions to examine his peaceful state. His usually tense jaw and muscles were relaxed, eyes closed and breath quiet. His eyebrows weren't furrowed and his lips were slightly parted while his hair was sprawled out below him.
You took notice that he was shirtless and how his slightly tan skin was graced with small bite marks and hickeys. Small and faint scars decorated his chest and shoulders, scratch marks from the night before too.
Your gaze slowly travels from him to yourself, eyes widening when you find yourself wearing a large brown and beige plaid button-up shirt and a pair of underwear. The shirt was clearly Taiga's as it was huge on you, slipping down your arm and chest, revealing a shit ton of cleavage.
At that moment in time, everything came flooding back.
Getting caught masturbating, being carried to Taiga's house where he fucked you for hours in multiple positions. You could feel your cheeks burning at the memories before you shake your head, shaking the thoughts off too.
What you couldn't shake off was the aching in your legs and his arms that held you firmly against him. You sigh, resting your head on his bare chest as you try to think of a way to get out and go to the bathroom.
After a few minutes passed, you decided that you'd just slip out of the boy's arms and creep out of the room.
Squirming ever so slightly, you slide down his abdomen, shirt riding up. Once you were out of his arms you slowly lift yourself up and turn to hop off the bed.
"Okay... goo-AH!" You began to whisper to yourself, only for you to let out a small squeal. Strong arms wrap themselves around you, pulling you back.
"Huh?" You mumble as you were now lying on your side and you feel a weight on your shoulder.
"Just stay... a little longer." A deep voice whispers, their chin on your bare shoulder. Your eyes were wider than ever when you find a tired Taiga spooning you.
He had his eyes closed a bit as he gives your bare shoulder a light kiss, right over a bite mark he had left last night. His arms gently hold your waist, his head turning so his nose was in your hair. You couldn't help but blush at the small action and how deep his morning voice was.
"But, I've got to piss." You whisper. He groans lightly, arms tightening around you a bit.
"But, this is comfortable." He murmurs and you sigh, silently agreeing with him.
"But, I really gotta go." You mutter and he sighs again.
"You better come straight back to bed." He tiredly groans, letting go of you. You blink at the boy who cracks his eyes open.
Only now did you notice the dark bags under his eyes, the small freckles on his cheeks and even his long eyelashes. You slowly nod your head as he slumps into the bed, his eyes watching you slip off the bed and stand up.
"I'll be ba-ACK!" You interrupt yourself again when your legs give out and you tumble to the ground.
Suddenly awake, Taiga shoots up into a sitting position, his wide eyes staring down at you on all fours.
"Oi, you okay?" He asks, watching you turn to give him an embarrassed smile.
"Walking? The fuck is that?" You giggle into your hand. Taiga blinks at you in silence before laughing quietly.
"I should just sit here and watch you crawl to the bathroom." He jokes, leaning back on his left hand.
You couldn't help but stare at the grinning boy. His muscles were illuminated by the sunlight pouring in, blankets falling away from his toned abdomen.
"Well, aren't you a sadist?" You scoff, playfully rolling your eyes as you struggle to your feet.
Just as you were going to fall again, you were stopped by an arm on your stomach, holding you up.
Turning around, your eyes widen as you were swept off your feet. Taiga carries you out of the bedroom, bridal style, and begins walking towards the bedroom.
"You really are hopeless, aren't you?" He chuckles lowly as he uses his thumb to rub circles on your bicep. You just roll your eyes, head instinctively moving to be rested on his chest.
He stares down at you, a smile forming on his lips when he sees you were still wearing his shirt and how it was slipping down both of your shoulders. He could feel his heart fluttering when the weight of your head rests on his bare chest and when he could see the love marks littered all over your skin that he had left.
"Jeez, you look like you got mauled by a bear." The boy jokes as he turns into the bathroom. You look down at yourself, hickeys and bite marks covering your chest, thighs and shoulders.
"Yeah, thanks for that, grisly." You snicker back, earning a laugh from the male who sits you on the bathtub.
"Give me a shout when you're done." Taiga says, shutting the door behind him as he leaves. You hum in reply before walking towards the toilet with the help of the walls.
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"Taiga! Taiga! Put me down!" You squeal as the boy laughs loudly. You clutch onto his back as he prances down the short hallway.
"Not what you were saying last night." He chuckles, now spinning around. You release a shocked cry as you were spun around, hanging over his shoulder.
He had you draped over his shoulder, his hand on your back and your ass beside his face.
"Taiga, stop!" You say through the helpless giggles. He sighs, slowly spinning to a halt before resuming walking into the bedroom.
"Now, you definitely weren't saying that a few hours ago." Taiga laughs under his breath. You just groan, covering your face with your hands.
Gasping, you feel yourself fall onto the bed, back hitting the soft mattress. You could feel the mattress sink as a heavier weight was present, looming over you and blocking out the sunlight.
You couldn't help but stare up at the boy who hovers above you, one hand on either side of your head. Since his shoulder-length hair was free, it dangles in front of your face with his hot breath. His large muscles tense whenever he shifted his weight ever so slightly, his sweatpant covered legs caging your legs between them.
His maroon eyes didn't leave yours for he was stuck in a trance. The softness of your smile sent shivers down his spine as he admires your exposed chest, his shirt slipping so far down it was threatening to completely set your breasts free.
In his opinion, you looked like you were made to be under him.
"You know..." He hears you start, gaining his attention and breaking the comfortable silence.
"What?" He whispers softly. His eyes widen when he sees your eyes wrinkle at their corners and your smile soften even more. He feels you place a hand on his cheek, your thumb caressing his cheekbone.
"You're kinda cute." You chuckle, shifting your hand to comb his hair. You laugh quietly when you see his eyebrows knit together and his mouth scrunches up.
"Cute?! I'm not fuckin' cute." He exclaims, looking down at you with a slightly offended expression. You continue to laugh, eyes closing while he huffs.
He looks off to the side, your laughter filling his head and bedroom. He had only been called cute once in his life and that was by his sister when she had tied his hair up and scribbled eye shadow all over his face.
He was used to being called hot, attractive, even erotic. Hell, once he was even called a fucking pussy throbber and a dilf in the making. But, being called cute... he didn't know why... but although he was slightly offended, he kind of liked it.
"Yes, you are." You giggle, combing his hair gently. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction, subconsciously leaning his head into your hand like a cat.
"See. You're cute as fuck." You say, giving the slightly irritated boy a cheeky grin.
"Oh, shut up." He quietly scoffs, lowering himself to rest his head on your chest.
"Perv." You murmur when you feel his warm cheek against your exposed breast. He rolls his eyes, a hand on the side of your waist and the other caressing your thighs.
"You didn't seem to have a problem with me sucking on your tits, last night." He grins up at your shocked expression.
"Oh my god! Shut up." You dramatically sob, covering your eyes with a hand as you cringe. He just laughs before smirking again.
You jolt and gasp quietly when you feel his tongue and piercing press against your chest.
"What the-?! Taiga!" You exclaim, your wide eyes staring at the laughing boy.
"That shut you up, didn't it?" He chuckles lowly, resting his cheek back onto your breast. You sigh and roll your eyes, arms loosely hugging his neck.
"I hate you." You grumble under your breath. You feel his lips form into a grin.
"Nah, you love me." He states, your hand dropping to brush through his hair.
"No, I don't."
"... you're literally in my bed."
"So?"
"I fucked you for ages and you were begging for me not to stop."
"Oh, shut the fuck up!"
"I should've been the one saying that. You were so damn loud."
"Taiga..."
"( Y/n )..."
"Suck my dick."
"Aren't you meant to suck mine, though? You seemed to enjoy doing so last night."
"..."
"..."
"If you don't shut the fuck up."
"What? What'll you do, miss ( L/n )?"
"I'll..."
"You'll do what?"
"I'll... never suck your dick ever again."
"..."
"..."
"What's wrong, Taiga? You're awfully quiet."
"You wouldn't be able to help yourself."
You could hear the smug tone and feel the smirk against your skin. You look down at the boy whose maroon eyes challenged you to keep your word. You gulp nervously under his piercing stare and devious smirk. His large hands drop to your hips, giving them a small squeeze.
"I bet there'll be a day where you'll be on your knees, begging for me." He whispers up at you, barely being heard over the pounding of your heart.
But, neither of you expected the next words to come out of your mouth with such confidence.
"And, I bet you'll come crawling to me, begging me to give you the best head you've ever had." You confidently state, only for your eyes to widen when you had actually realised what you had said.
You nervously watch Taiga's shocked face morph into a smug one.
"We'll see about that, princess." He whispers, squeezing your thighs once more before shifting so he was on all fours. One hand was on your thigh while the other was beside your waist.
You stiffen up when he lowers himself to give you a soft peck on the forehead.
"I'm hungry. You want something to eat?" He whispers, lifting a hand to brush some of your hair behind your ear. You slowly nod, barely hearing his words since you were so focused on admiring his face.
"Well, come on. You're not just gonna fly there, aren't ya?" He chuckles as he stands up from the bed, his warmth leaving with him. You hum and nod your head, shifting to stand up.
He hooks an arm around your waist, taking your hand into his and guiding you into the dining room.
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"So, you really can't walk at all?" Taiga asks you as he stands in front of the stove, a few eggs on the pan in his hand. The music flowing from the speaker on the bench fills the room with warm sun, adding to the peaceful atmosphere.
"Well, you did just carry me around, didn't you?" You ask him with a grin, sitting at the dining table. He shrugs his shoulders with a grin, stealing a quick glance at you.
"What song is this?" You ask the boy who momentarily pauses his actions to listen to the song.
"Just the Two of Us, by Grover." Taiga tells you, eliciting a hum from your lips.
You lean on your elbow, cupping your cheek with a hand as you softly smile at Taiga's scarred and muscular back. Water began to fill your mouth and you didn't know whether it was because of the smell of the cooking food, or the sight of a shirtless Taiga.
Who knows? All you know is that you felt slightly disappointed when the peaceful moment was broken by a knocking at the door.
"I'll get that." Taiga mumbles, taking the pan off the stove and tilting it so the cooked eggs slid onto the plate.
Gently placing everything down, he picks up a spare t-shirt from the back of the couch and yanks it on while making his way to the door.
"How can I help... you?" Taiga begins in a tired voice, a hint of annoyance in his tone. Then again, they had interrupted your moment so he was a bit irritated.
However, his face completely drops when he sees the woman standing at the door with a cheeky grin.
"( M/n )?!" Taiga gasps, his eyes widening and jaw dropping. He wasn't sure as to whether he should play it cool or run past her and jump over the balcony to fall over the edge to his death.
"Hello, Taiga." ( M/n ) smiles, arching a teasing brow as she speaks.
"Happen to know where ( Y/n ) is? She didn't come home last night but her phone was on her bed." She continues, pouting up at the boy while acting oblivious. But, both her and Taiga knew what she was doing.
Taiga scratches the back of his head and grimaces while looking off to the side, not too sure on how to answer her. ( M/n ) laughs when she sees this, doubling over and slapping her thigh.
"I'm kidding! Oh, god! You're so funny and awkward." ( M/n ) laughs before sighing happily, standing up straight with her hands on her hips.
"Here, give this to ( Y/n ). Some clothes for her to change into." ( M/n ) says, holding a paper bag up to a wide-eyed Taiga. He takes the bag into his hands.
"How'd you know?" He asks her. She just laughs into her hand.
"These walls may be thick... but not thick enough I guess." She sighs, shaking her head while Taiga gapes at her.
"So... you're okay with... this?" Taiga quietly asks her, turning his gaze away from the bag in his hands. She blinks up at him before huffing out a laugh.
"I don't mind. She seems happy and must have had fun if she stayed the night." ( M/n ) chuckles, winking at the boy whose eyes widen again, his cheeks turning pink.
"But seriously, keep it down next time. ( D/n ) was close to tears when he could hear you both moaning louder than shrek on bass boost." ( M/n ) giggles at the memory of her husband holding pillows to his head as he rolled all over the living room floor, lips quivering and eyes filling with disgusted tears.
"Right... sorry." Taiga mumbles with red cheeks, looking off to the side.
"Oh well! Tell her I say hi and to be home in time for dinner." ( M/n ) smiles, turning to walk into your apartment. Taiga just blinks at her figure with confused and slightly relieved eyes.
"Oh, by the way..." ( M/n ) begins again, turning to smile at the boy from over her shoulder, her eyes closed as she smiles.
Taiga feels his eyes widen and he gulps when she sees her eyes open and smile tighten.
"If you hurt my daughter, I'll destroy you, okay?" ( M/n ) tells him in a low tone, the corners of her lips twitching. Without hesitation, Taiga swiftly nods his head, allowing her face to relax.
"See you, later!" Your mother smiles and waves at him before disappearing into your home.
"Scary ladies everywhere." Taiga shivers, closing the door. He sighs loudly, pulling his t-shirt off. He fans his neck, bothered by the warm weather.
"It's hot in here." He groans as he approaches your seated figure. You turn your head towards him and laugh at his expression. He let his tongue hang out a bit and his eyelids droop while he fans himself.
"It's not that hot." You chuckle, rolling your eyes. He just clicks his tongue on the roof of his mouth, placing the bag your mom had given him on the table and throwing the top on the couch.
"What's this?" You ask him, staring at the bag.
"Clothes for you. ( M/n ) dropped by." Taiga tells you, picking up the plate of food and another with a pile of toast. He turns around and walks towards you, taking a seat on the chair opposite you.
"What? Mom?!" You ask him, clearly shocked by the news. He nods his head awkwardly, quickly glancing at you before looking away.
"They heard everything last night." Taiga chuckles at how your jaw drops.
"So embarrassing." You groan, slapping your forehead with unnecessary strength. Taiga just laughs, his eyes closing and lips twitching upwards.
"Shut up!" You shout, pointing a finger at the boy who wipes a tear from his eye.
"Gosh, you're so cute." He sighs and chuckles, leaning back in his chair.
"Cute?" You mumble, heart skipping a beat and cheeks heating up without you realising.
"Huh?" Taiga asks. You couldn't help but smile when you notice he didn't know that he had said it out loud.
"So, you think I'm cute?" You grin, leaning forward and holding your face with your two hands. His eyes widen a bit, embarrassment washing over him. You laugh when you see this.
"So what if I do?" He grins, deciding that there was no way out of this conversation. You just blink at him with round eyes, leaving his grin to grow.
"See~ I was right." He chuckles before gulping down some water he had in a glass.
"So, about that date I was asking you about last night." He starts another conversation while reaching for a piece of toast. You hum, doing the same thing while listening to him.
"When do you think you're free?" He asks you.
"I'm free all the time, really." You tell him with a shrug. He slowly nods his head, taking a large bite from the food in his hand.
"So, next saturday?" He asks. Tapping your index finger on your chin, you try to think of anything that you could possibly be doing, only to come up with nothing.
"Yeah... Next saturday sounds good."