"That sure was...eventful..." You said to
Kusuo as he opened the front door to let you out.
"I'm so sorry...they're usually like that though." He lightly laughed, easing some of the tension. "Do you wanna walk or teleport?"
"Uhm...teleport...kinda tired," You smiled awkwardly as he opened his arms to allow you to get closer. You obeyed and leaned into his chest, tightly gripping on his shirt.
"Shit...Kuusuke was right...everything he said..." Kusuo thought to himself as he teleported you back to your apartment. "I want to fuck her, I want to touch her, I do stalk her, and I do have fantasies about her." As you released your grip from him and opened your apartment door, he quickly stepped inside. "Is it that obvious?"
"Are you sleeping over?" You questioned, putting your phone on the kitchen counter.
"C...can I?" His face immediately lit up.
"Well, I mean, you can if your mom lets you. I don't think I really need to call MY mom for permission though," You chuckled at your own joke. Kusuo didn't acknowledge it.
Picking up his phone, he immediately texted his mom.
'Can I please stay over at Y/N's?'
His mother always responded quickly.
'Of course, Kusuo, just make sure to use protection 😘'
'Mom! I'm 16!'
'I had Kuusuke when I was 18, no excuses!'
Kusuo quickly set his phone down in embarrassment and heard your bathroom door click open. It was you coming out from brushing your teeth. Already comfortable in your pajamas.
"What'd she say?"
"Yes, obviously. Otherwise I wouldn't be here," Kusuo smiled brightly.
"M'Kay. Do you wanna borrow some clothes to use for paja-"
Before you could even finish your offer, he had already answered.
"Yes!"
You softly chuckled at your pink haired friends enthusiasm and led him into your bedroom.
"I have a few pairs of boxers if you wanna borrow them. Get changed here and wear whatever. I'll be in the living room picking out a movie for us to watch."
"Okay, thanks," He heard you lightly hum in response as you closed your bedroom door.
"Oh my god..." Saiki thought to himself. "Anything?"
Immediately, he glanced over at your dresser, already thinking of perverted and disgusting things he wanted to do.
But he thankfully resisted.
He did what he was told and changed into some of your clothes.
But only after vigorously smelling them to get your sweet scent closer to him.
***
"Hmm, I wonder what kind of movie this is..." You we're talking to yourself like you usually did as you scrolled mindlessly through the selection. Eventually, you decided on a TV documentary called "The Boundaries of Love."
As soon as you hit play, you heard your bedroom door click open.
"Hey," You called out to him, not bothering to turn around.
"Hi." Kusuo trailed over to the couch and fell onto it right beside you.
Glancing over at him, you noticed he had picked out a shirt from your dirty pile in the corner of your room.
"Doesn't that shirt smell bad?" You asked, setting the tv remote on the couch arm.
"It smells like you."
"Hey! I don't smell bad!"
He chuckled softly, gripping the collar and bringing it to his nose.
"I mean it smells like you. And you smell sweet." He grinned.
Your face turned a little red but you buried most of your feelings.
"T-thanks."
You bother turned to the TV and began watching the documentary.
A few minutes went by and the monotone voice of the narrator calmly explained the difference between love and obsession.
"You see, love is when you want to see a person smile and grin. When you want to see them grow as a person." He explained as the background showed pictures of flowers and basic Valentine's Day things. "However, obsession is when that love becomes too extreme. When you want to see them smile and grin but only at you. When you want to see them grow as the person you want them too." The previously happy background turned gray and flashed over pictures of jail cells and gravestones.
Kusuo lightly turned to you as he saw your face turn lightly mortified at the mention of obsession.
"Why did you pick this? Do you not like it?" He frowned with a face filled with concern.
"Oh...no. It's just...Not what I wanted it to be..." You quickly reached over for the remote and changed it as fast as the Wi-Fi would allow you to.
"How about that movie? 50 Shades of Gray?"
"Oh, yeah sure. Never heard of that one..."
"Must be foreign to us..."
As the movie began, Kusuo wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug.
"Mmm..." You softly moaned. Kusuo was warm enough to be a heating pad and how he pressed his hands against your waist was extremely comfortable.
"W-what was that?" Saiki looked at you, clearly shocked.
"You're just warm."
"O-oh...yeah..."
A few more minutes went by and, right before you were about to drift off to sleep, you heard a whip-like sound and an extremely loud moan.
"What the hell?!" Your head quickly jetted up as your eyes located the source of the sound.
Disturbingly, on your living room tv, was a very realistic sex scene.
The female lead was moaning every time the male hit her violently. It seemed it was extremely painful and not arousing at all but the sounds she screamed made you think otherwise.
"Holy shit! Uhm, fuck, where's the remote?!"
You quickly rolled off the couch and fell onto the floor in a panic, looking all over for the remote.
Neither of you had time to admire the slight irony of the situation but having two teenagers trying to turn the porn off was a bit goofy.
But the harder the two of you looked, the moans got louder and louder until Kusuo flipped up a cushion and found the remote.
He quickly left the streaming service you were using and that left your living room in a dark light. An awkward silence arose between the two of you as you stared at the outline of each others bodies.
Eventually, you broke the silence.
"How about an animated movie?" Within every word you said was a loud voice crack.
"Yep...great idea..."
Climbing back onto the couch, Kusuo clicked through multiple movies before deciding on "The Little Mermaid,"
Now, instead of cuddling, you both awkwardly sat on either side of the couch, watching the musical scenes go by.
"So...BDSM...porn..." Kusuo stated, taking pauses between his words.
"Yep...uhm...I mean, would you try it?" Saiki giggled at your odd question.
"What kind of question is that?!" He laughed as you began to snicker at your foolishness.
"I-I just mean, like, if you could, would you?" Trying to defend yourself, Kusuo eventually settled down.
"Well...I mean...no."
"I probably would at least try it."
"Wait like, on the receiving end or like...the abusing end?"
"Both. I mean, you can't really knock it until you try it..."
"So...wait let me get this straight," He turned his body to face you. "Theoretically, if I offered to preform that...stuff...with you, you'd do it?"
"Yeah, as long as you won't like...kill me or anything."
Both of you paused for a moment.
"Actually, I think I'd rather do the abusing part then the reviving part..."
Kusuo chuckled, "I mean, I just think it's weird but if you're into that I might just have to try it." He winked playfully.
"I haven't tried it...yet."
"Yet?!"