《ᴅᴇꜱɪɢɴᴇʀ||ᴋ.ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ †》chapter 16†
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"Tell me, what's your problem with me? You always seem to like me but you hate me at the same time? It gives bipolar if I'm being honest" you snicker, looking up at him.
"I don't know..." He responds, putting his head on your shoulder.
"Not very manly of you if I do say so myself doll" you joke, playing around with the chain that hung from his neck.
"Shut up... I just don't wanna get attached because something Bad's gonna happen and I know it" kenma muttered whilst drawing circles on your thigh.
"What's gonna happen?"
"I don't know, just something bad."
"I understand, I'll keep my distance if it's what you really need," you said in a soft tone, moving up from his lap.
"No, stay with me. Get as close as you need to... L/n, I like you but if I get all vulnerable and let all my feelings fly, I don't think I'll be able to control them" he responds, grabbing your waist and pulling you deeper into his touch.
"I won't let anything hurt you, I'll try my hardest to keep you happy I promise... You make me feel emotions that nobody else has before, it's all foreign to me. I've never been in a relationship before you know?" You said with a light chuckle, drawing random shapes on kenmas hand.
"I can tell, I've only been in 1 relationship. It was hard work." Kenma chuckles, getting up to look at you whilst grabbing onto your waist tighter.
Use just stared at each other, nobody daring to look away. The sexual tension was un-fucking-real.
"If you want a kiss, you don't have to ask. Just do it" I said with a small smirk.
"I wanna do more than just kiss y/n" he stated, grabbing the back of your head and lowering you down until your lips finally met his once again.
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His lips were moving in sync with yours ever so gently. He felt as though you were glass and if he went too rough, you'll break. His hands slowly glided up and down your figure then down to your inner thigh, gently rubbing it with his thumb.
His tongue glided against your bottom lip asking for access which you desperately give. You've been wanting this, this is what you wanted. He was the key to everything.
Use let go of the kiss, kenma breathing heavily. "Alright Mr 'only been in 1 relationship' " you chuckle, pushing him down on the bed.
"What can I say, good kissers always mean good dick am I ri-"
"No your not..." You state blankly as an awful memory crosses your mind.
"I don't know what dick you've been getting" kenma chuckles pulling you down for another kiss.
As use kiss, you lower your hand down to the bulge that was sticking out of his sweatpants, slowly palming it through the material.
His breathing got heavier into the kiss, gripping onto your thigh harder.
"Y/n...just do it already" he whispers in a whiney voice.
'gwad dwayum' you thought, slowly pulling his sweatpants and boxers down. His dick flung up to his stomach, making his eyebrows furrow.
'damn, he is big...I WAS RIGHT, RIN OWES ME 30.' you smirked, placing your pointer finger onto his tip, massaging it slowly. His breathing patterns were out of control and his eyes were squeezed shut.
"hurry up y/n" he whispered out slowly, breathing harder the more you teased him.
You grab his cock with your dominant hand and slowly started to pump him.
"Ahh~ fuck fuck fuck" he moaned out, gripping onto the sheets.
"You're So sensitive to my touch, so what if I just" you started to go faster, watching his every movement.
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The faces he was making: butterflies.
Him under you like that: butterflies.
His whimpers and moans: butterflies. At this point, you were a fucking butterfly.
"Fuck fuck fuck~ y/n, in gonna cum..." He states, clenching his jaw together.
"Already?" you whisper, jerking your hand faster until finally, he reached his climax, his cum all over your hand, slowly dripping off onto his abs.
"Good boy, you did a good job" you smirked down at his flushed face, getting up off his lap to get some tissues.
You started to wipe his abs down, taking notice of how tense he is.
"You alright ken?" You ask, starting to wipe your hand off as well.
"...I haven't done anything like that before is all..." He replies in a puffed-out voice.
"Oh, was your last relationship no foreplay
Or something?" You asked unconsciously.
"More like creepy, She was weird" he replies, sitting back up.
"Ken, you know I've only had sex with about 4 people? They were literally Remy, kiyoomi, Rin and Hiro...People always assume I fuck randoms that I don't know" you give him a small laugh, picking his sweatpants and boxers up from the side and handing them to him.
"No matter how many people you've slept with, it doesn't affect your worth...and how much I like you" he muttered the last part, putting his sweats back on over his boxers.
"Thanks, ken, tell me if you ever need space or if you think everything's going too fast and overwhelming you, I'll understand" you stated in a soft voice, patting him on the head.
"Thanks y/n, I appreciate it" kenma responds with a nervous smile like he wants or he's waiting for something.
"... Just do it kenma"
"Alright!" He quickly says, pulling you in for another kiss.
'such a softie'
-980
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