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CHAPTER 07






Oikawa follows you into his bedroom and slides the door shut behind him. "My dad won't be home until later, so we should be fine for the whole night." he watches you settle in, dropping your bag next to his own and hanging your blazer. "What should we do first?"

You look at him over your shoulder. "Come here," you hold out your hand. "I want to show you something first."

Smirking, he places his hand in yours and lets you guide him to his desk. He sits beside you on the floor, but you motion for him to sit behind you instead.

"No, like this," you scooch to sit between his legs, both of you facing the monitor on his low desk. "Perfect."

Oikawa, feeling slightly embarrassed, is glad that his burning cheeks were out of your view. "Okay. What now?"

You laugh when you catch his voice trembling. "I want to show you a video first." when you lean over, turning to look him in the eye, and you laugh when you notice his blush. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," he stiffens, "Please continue."

Seeing him nervous, you lean back closer into his chest. "I'm gonna show you something, but I want you to let me know if it makes you feel uncomfortable, okay?" He listens and nods. "Have you ever watched porn before?"

His eyes widen, already revealing his answer. "Well, not often." he lies, not knowing how you'd react to the truth.

Instead of pressuring him, you grab one of his hands and massage him between both of yours. "No need to be nervous," you whisper, bringing his hand up to your lips and placing a gentle kiss on the back, "I'll stop the video whenever you tell me to."

You lean back farther into him and bend your knees, propping them up and pressing your feet against the floor. You push your knees apart so they touch Oikawa's, and your skirt tumbles back on your thighs, stopping just above your hips and revealing your skin.

Reaching for the mouse, you open a browser and search for the site. "Have you ever used OnlyForUs?" he hums in response, feeling anxious that if he spoke his voice would crack. "Stop being so nervous."

"I've never watched porn with someone else before, so of course I'm nervous." he mumbles, resting his chin on your shoulder to watch you type on his keyboard, "But I'm also excited to have a taste of what you like."

The thumbnail of a woman laying back with a man laying between her legs is clear as day. Having spent some nights alone, you've searched through the site enough to know that this specific video was your favourite. Scrolling down, you read some of the tags aloud to Oikawa so he's aware of the contents before viewing.

"This one's my favourite," you click on the thumbnail and let the video load, "The video focuses on the woman's pleasure."

Oikawa's response is a simple, "Oh."

"This website is completely safe. It's porn made by women, for women."

"Oh."

You laugh when he inhales shakily. "Relax, the show's about to start."

The video begins with a woman leading a man into a bedroom. She turns around, instantly wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss. They angle their heads affectionately, their tongues making small noises as they deepen their kisses.

He backs her up until her legs hit the edge of the mattress. She giggles when he moves his head, kissing and biting the side of her neck. "Like this?" he asks, and she replies with a nod, granting him more access to her neck and collarbones.

Then, his fingers reach around her back and pull the zipper on her dress down. The couple work on each other's clothes, leaving the woman in her panties and the man in nothing. Before she can give him another kiss, he lifts her up and tosses her down onto the mattress.

Oikawa starts to relax against your back. "Lots of kissing."

"Mhm," you study the way the woman lays down, letting the man kiss and touch every inch of her body. She praises him with small moans while her hands explore the muscles on his back and shoulders. "It's quite passionate."

"You like passionate sex?"

"Yeah," you reply, watching as the man slides the woman's panties off her legs and tosses them behind his back. He lowers his head, kissing her inner thighs before running his tongue over the slit of her pussy. "Passionate sex is about hands and mouth. It's about having a slow buildup with foreplay to the actual sex so both partners are ready. Do you know what I mean?"

Oikawa doesn't respond. He's too consumed in the video. He even tries to mentally picture himself as the man, pleasing a woman so much that she begs and mewls for more.

He watches how the woman shudders against the mattress, the pleasure playing with every muscle in her body. The man climbs over to cup her breasts, massaging her gently before taking her perked nipples into his mouth.

"Oikawa?" you try to get his attention by calling his name, but his attention remains on the video, specifically on the woman's face. Her lips are parted, letting sweet moans and whimpers fill his ears. It's enough to get his heart pumping and his mind running wild.

On the other hand, you watch how the man's tongue swipes over the woman's nipples, neck, and thighs with care. His hands explore and massage, touching her gently then suddenly grabbing and teasing her curves.

The man returns between her legs, stroking her pussy with his tongue. He flicks her clit continuously, using his fingers to slide and fuck her pussy until her back is arching. He hums as he tastes her, and she gives him her all, moaning loud and grinding against his face as her orgasm takes control of every fibre in her body.

"Oikawa?" Even when you call for him again, he remains silent, completely lost in the video and in his own thoughts. You wiggle your hips, getting closer to him, but you stop when you feel him bump into your lower back. "Oikawa... you're hard?"

"You like the eating out scenes, don't you?" he whispers, his breath brushing over your neck and sending a shiver down your spine.

You swallow a lump in your throat. "Yes."

"Keep watching," he whispers once more before bringing his hands to your bent knees. "I want to touch you while you watch him eat her out. Is that okay?"

You respond by spreading your legs further apart. He brings a hand under your skirt, letting his finger lazily trace circles on your inner thigh. Your muscle twitches under his touch, bringing a small laugh out of him.

"You're so soft... so warm..." Oikawa places a small kiss against your neck, and you instantly relax against his touch. "I wonder what you taste like."

You feel his fingers inch closer and closer to your pussy. Then slowly, he pushes your panties aside. He gives you a few seconds to breathe, places another kiss on your neck, then lowers his fingers.

Oikawa's movements are slow, stroking carefully to mimic the man in the video. "Mm," you try to silence your moans when his fingers move up towards your clit. "Oikawa, please."

"Please what?" he stops stroking, wanting to hear you beg. "I won't do it unless you say so, remember? Tonight, you tell me what to do."

You lean your head back so he can see your eyes. "Pleaseβ€”" he suddenly presses a finger against your clit, robbing you of your words. "Oikawa!"

"Hm?" he smirks, revelling in the face that you're making when he starts rubbing your clit in circular motions. "What is it? Talk to me," a laugh, "if you can."

When his fingers move faster, an innocent moan leaves your mouth. "Please," you bring a hand under your skirt and hold his wrist in place. "Keep touching me like that."

He brings his other hand around your shoulders and up to your face. Cupping your chin, he angles your head, forcing you to look into his eyes. "Okay," his voice is raspy from his heavy breaths, "How about I touch you like this?"

You feel him adjust his hand, massaging your clit in side to side motions. "Oikawa!" you moan his name, over and over, begging for him to rub faster. "Please don't stop."

"How does it feel?"

"So good," you squeeze your thighs together, trapping his hand in place. "So fucking good."

"I'm making you feel good, huh?" he holds eye contact, not wanting to miss your reaction when he slides two fingers down your slit and into your pussy. "We're just getting started here."

Your mouth opens, letting out another moan when he starts pumping his fingers. "Ah, fuck," you arch your back, but Oikawa pulls and holds you against his chest. "Mm... Ah!"

He smiles to himself. "You're so cute," he whispers over your lips, "And so wet."

You coat his fingers, making it easy for him to shove his fingers out and right back into your pussy. The soft squelches make his heart thrum with excitement.

When he curves his fingers inside, your moans shrink into whimpers. The stretch feels good, and the pleasure elevates when he separates his fingers, stretching you even wider. "Oikawa!"

"What?" he laughs, "Does it hurt?"

"No... no, it feels amazing."

"Look at me," he says when he finds your eyes closed. "I want you to look me in my eyes while I touch you."

You open your eyes slowly, not realizing the tears that have formed and are now falling down your cheeks. Another moan slips out, and you bite your lip, holding back another before catching a breath. "Happy?"

He smirks devilishly. "Not quite." He slides his fingers out with a wet sound that leaves you embarrassed, but your embarrassment instantly vanishes when you watch him slide his wet fingers into his mouth. Then, he swallows. "Now I am."

You unwrap your hand from around his wrist, not noticing when he slides the same fingers into your mouth. You suck on them, tasting his saliva before he slides them out.

His hand hovers for a moment. When you look up, you find his eyes studying your lips. You don't stop him from staring, and he even strokes your bottom lip with his thumb, letting you know his intentions.

"I want to kiss you," he whispers as he strokes your lip once more, "Can I kiss you?"

Not knowing how to speak in your state, you nod your head instead, and in a split second, Oikawa crashes his lips onto your own. His kisses are aggressive and hungry, almost like he's been waiting for this moment for so long. You don't complain either, taking in every rough movement of his lips and hands.

"Mmph!" you moan against his mouth, your parted lips making way for his tongue. "Ah, Oikawa,"

"Hm?" he lifts your hips in one swift movement, placing you on his lap. You squeeze him between your thighs and start rocking, feeling his bulge press up against your heat. When he finds the buttons on your shirt, he starts undoing them one by one.

Once your shirt meets the floor, his fingers move to the clasp on your back. You help with the task, lifting his shirt up and over his head and tossing it next to yours on the floor.

When you find him eyeing your chest, you cup his face between your hands. His skin burns against your palms. "Like what you see?" you ask, and he responds by leaning in, taking one of your nipples into his mouth.

His lips seal around you, his tongue flicking until you perk up in his mouth. "You're so soft," he mutters, planting a kiss on your breast before moving over to the other. "So delicate. So perfect," His breath is warm, almost ticklish yet comforting, "And you're all mine."

But all is gone when his teeth sink into your breast, biting hard enough to leave a mark. "Oikawa!" you grab onto him, fingers digging into his muscles. Pain blooms across his shoulders β€” the same pain you're feeling from his mouth. There's something pleasurable behind the pain that stops you from letting go and pushes him to nibble all over your chest.

"Oikawa..."

"Hm?"

"... Oikawa..."

He presses his lips against your collarbone, holding in a laugh. "What is it?"

"Oikawa," you love the sound of his name, so much that you let it tumble out of your mouth so easily. "I want to feel your tongue on my clit."

"Finally," you don't hear him, and he gives you no time to ask when he swiftly lays you down on the floor. He uses his hand to protect the back of your head, the other holding your thigh against his side. "I've been waiting for you to say that for a while."


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