WARNING: smut.... Pretty whiny Hanamiya too. kinda ooc if you ask me. Oh well.
Makoto Hanamiya x Reader songshot: One More Nigt by Maroon 5
You and I go hard at each other like we're going to war
You and I go rough we keep throwing things and slamming the door
You and I get so damn dysfunctional we start keeping score
You and I get sick and I know that we can't do this no more.
You panted heavily as the erotic sound of skin slapping was heard in the room. Makoto's dick was big, and it took its toll on you. But, you got used to it already. "Fuck, (Y/N), I'm coming." He said in a husky manner.
"Ngh~ wait for me, I'm not yet!~" you moaned loudly, getting a soft grunt from him. In your position, he was doing you against the wall. He nipped on your hard nipples and a while back, hickeys were planted on your smooth skin. Your hair was a mess, being tugged on, but it made him go crazy for you.
He thrusted deeper into you, kissing you to kuffle your loud moans. He knew he hit your sweet spot. Your legs wrapped around his perfect torso were shaking violently and you panted heavier than before. "There! Makoto, there!" You pulled him closer into you as he thrusted roughly. "Shit!" You yelled as you felt your walls closing in. "I-I'm coming," you said, tugging on his dark locks. Before letting you come, he licked your nipples, leaving you wanting more.
Not a while later, he came. "That has to be one of our bests," he said as you wobbled. "Yeah, whatever." You muttered as you finger-combed your hair. "Ugh, I'm all sweaty now." You groaned as you felt him slither near you. "What do you want?" You looked at him straight in the eye as he gazed at you hungrily. "Another round, maybe?"
You groaned into your hands, then pushed back your hair. "No. I have to study." You picked your bra up from his dorm room's floor as he tried to stop you, playing with your breasts. "Fuck off," you said as you slapped his hand away.
"Do you really have to leave?" He asked, a little whiny tone in his voice. "I do. Now, where are my panties?" You asked, scratching your head. "Do you mean these?" He raised his middle finger up, holding a (F/C) lace panty. "Yeah. Give me that." You rolled your eyes as he gave it to you.
"I don't understand. Why don't you like me? I mean, we're best friends, (Y/N), and fuck buddies. What more could you possibly want?" He pulled on his grey boxers and looked at you longingly. "There's the problem, dickhead. We're best friends. I don't want to chsnge that." You whacked his head.
He muttered colorful words for you as you gave him your favorite finger, the middle finger.
"Good bye," you finally said as you wriggled in your (F/C) sweater.
Before you could leave the room, he pulled you into him and kissed you roughly on the lips. "Bye, you little whore." He said, throwing your little kink directly at you. You darkened a bit but gained your composure immediately.
"Dickhead," you kicked his door shut, not caring if anyone saw you get out of his dorm room. Not even the dean you were scared of.
Then, you went out of the men's dormitory and out in the campus. Pulling out your pack of cigs, you sat on one of the benches overlooking the small lake, smoking.
But baby there you go again, there you go again making me love you
Yeah I'll stop using my head, using my head let it all go
Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo
And now I'm feeling stupid, feeling stupid crawling back to you
Makoto sighed and wore some decent clothes. Black shirt, some sweatpants he saw laying on the floor, flip-flops and his jacket. He put his e-cigarette in his jacket's pocket and went out of his single dorm, into the night.
Honestly, he could care less if anyone saw him out of the dormitory by curfew. It's not like his whole life depended on that single night.
Turning on his e-cigarette, he kicked on some innocent pebbles in annoyance.
Why wouldn't you give hima fucking chance? You were obviously not that interested in your academics, being a prodigy. After all, lessons come easy for you. So there was no reason for you to leave after a steamy session of protected sex. Plus, you two have been fucking around quite literally ever since freshamn year of college. He didn't understand why you didn't want to date him. He was after all the number one wet dream on campus.
He breathed out a large patch of smoke and saw a silhouette by the lake. Curious on who the fuck the person was, he walked closer.
So I cross my heart and I hope to die,
That I'll only stay with you one more night,
And I know I said it a milkion times,
but I'll only stay with you one more night.
You groaned at yourself. Before, you were all right sleeping in his bedroom. Now, you were reluctant. Something shifted between the two of you before, and everything seemed to have changed.
You started making excuses not to sleep with him, and felt it harder to say no to his permissions to court you. You honestly had no idea why, but you have been noticing how toned his body was, how silky his locks were and how deep his eyes are.
You were probably going insane.
You heard pebbles being stepped on behind you as you looked into that direction.
You knew exactly who was roaming around the campus at 1 am with an e-cigarette.
"Makoto," you stated as you stepped on your now useless menthol cigarette. He sat next to you as you felt your stomach drop again.
"(Y/N)." He stated back and just smoked for a while before turning the device off. "So, studying, huh?" He smirked at your direction as you simply shrugged.
"How's life, buddy? You've been busy with your (Your Course) lately." He said, grabbing a fallen twig and snapping it in half.
"Fine, buddy." You replied in a stoic expression.
"Okay, fuck. Let's not ignore the fact that we just had the best sex we had in a long time." He gave up in the friendly games as you just looked at him, unamused.
"Okay, so it was good," you gave in.
He nodded and thought of an idea. "Hey buddy," he said as you gazed up to the deep eyes you've come to a conclusion you adored. "Yeah, buddy?" You questioned, cocking your pretty face downwards.
"Lets play a game. 7 minutes of honesty. We just spill things in our mind for seven minutes, and when it's up, it's either we address them or choose to ignore them."
You felt intrigued by the idea. Sitting straighter, you said an eager 'sure.'
"Okay. I start."
He rubbed his large palms together, the palms he used to grope your breasts and tease your clit with.
"You know what? I fucking like you, (Y/N). If only you give me a fucking chance maybe we'd be riding my dick to Narnia. But no. We're still in this little phase where we're hopelessly fuck buddies and you choose to ignore your feelings. I know you feel something. I just kopnow."
You sighed as you looked at him. "You have such a big ego, for fuck's sake. But you know what? Maybe I will give you a chance and let you become someone special in my life if you just try to work on your acads and try to fucking change. You still inflict pain on others, in and out of the court, and it's getting shitty. We all know you like me— heck I'm at the verge of liking you back! But get a fucking attitude check before even trying to hit on me you fucking dickhead."
Taken aback, he absorbed your words.
"You know what? You think of yourself too highly. Thinking you're untouchable or as if you're the womn version of Akashi Seijuro. But guess what, you're not. We're both fuck ups, take that. You are an asshole yourself, come to think of it. You force people to do things they shouldn't. You think you're so fucking mighty it's getting unbearable. So I don't understand why I'm the only one to change if I want us to actually be real. I think you need to get a fucking break from that ego of yours, too."
"Come to think of it, we both are shit people." Makoto bit on his lower lip s you itched to ask a a question.
"How many more minutes?" You asked as he glanced at his watch. "Three," he clicked his tongue.
You stood and sat upon his firm lap, kissing him slowly, savoring every moment.
Both of you had to have a real talk from time to time, to actually understand each others' feelings.
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how did it end up here
help me im ded makoto's too fab oml.
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