《Inner Mechanisms- Maki Zenin x Reader》payment
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You started a shower, peeling off your wet clothes. A sigh escaped your lips as you settled into the hot water, the coldness that previously occupied your body disappearing. Standing there for a few minutes, you closed your eyes and basked in the feeling of the warmth against your skin.
The moment of zen was interrupted when you heard loud banging on your door. You reluctantly got out of the shower, pulling your hair into a bun and slipping on your favorite pink robe and some underwear. Who could be knocking at this time at night?
You hoped it wasn't your neighbors. They had two kids, and their mom was always asking you to babysit them at the most random times. The extra money was nice, but you definitely were not in the mood for all that right now. You unlocked the door and opened it. "Ms. Ayuzawa I-" You looked up to see Maki standing in your doorway.
"Ms. Ayuzawa, huh. You cheating on me already?" She joked.
"Maki? I thought you already left." You looked up at her with a confused expression.
"Well, I told you to text me when you got up safe, and when you didn't I realized you left your jacket in my car. It had your phone in it, so I thought you would want it back." She extended her arms out, handing it to you.
"Thank you," You replied. "But how did you know what apartment I lived in? And this building doesn't allow guests after 12."
"I may or may not have slipped the doorman some cash," she smiled.
You playfully rolled your eyes. "You couldn't have waited till tomorrow?"
"I didn't want you to think you lost your phone or something. Anddd, maybe I wanted to see where you live. Walking up 10 flights of stairs every day must suck. Nice robe by the way."
You looked down, quickly remembering what you were wearing. You snatched the jacket out of her hands, holding it to your chest in an attempt to cover yourself up.
"You don't have to worry about me," You said. "I can handle myself. How much did you give the desk guy?" You asked, turning back into your apartment. "Like, 80 bucks."
Eighty? She had said it so nonchalantly, but in your world, that was 9 hours of work. She lingered in your doorway, leaning against one of the sides.
"Come in," You said.
"Wow, Y/N, inviting me in already? I thought you said you weren't that type of girl," she joked, taking her shoes off.
You rolled your eyes at her again. "I'm not," you said, rummaging through your nightstand drawer. "The landlord gets mad if we stand around in the hallways, and I don't feel like dealing with him tonight." You pulled out a wad of cash from your drawer, extending it to her. "I only have 50 right now, but come by the shop tomorrow and ill give you the rest." She ignored it, walking right past you to sit down on the side of your bed where you stood.
"You don't have to pay me back, I was the one who decided to come up here. It's not a big deal anyway."
"I don't like to owe people things." You pushed the cash towards her again.
"Seriously it's fine."
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"Seriously, take it."
Maki smiled. "I don't want your money," she slid back onto the bed a bit. "So, why don't you pay me back another way?" She patted her lap, gesturing for you to come to her.
"You are so unfunny."
She reached up to grab your waist, pulling you between her legs. "Who said I was joking?"
You froze again.
She pulled one of your legs over hers so that you were straddling her thigh, pushing your hips down onto her leg. She ran her hands down your legs then slid them back up. She was barely touching you, but the feeling of her fingertips on your bare skin made you tense up.
"Something wrong?" She asked, stilling her hands and bringing her gaze back to your face.
"Maki I-" you turned your head to the side, trying to think of what to say. You couldn't focus when she stared at you. She gently cupped your face, turning it back towards her. "Don't get all shy on me now." You felt her press her leg further between your legs, and heat rushed to your face. She gently squeezed your face, pushing your cheeks up. Her eyes roamed over your body, admiring you. The robe wasn't much of a cover-up, exposing your bare legs and neck. Fresh out of the shower, you weren't wearing a bra, and a few pieces of your wet hair fell on your face.
"You're cute when you're like this," she said.
"Like what?" you managed.
"When you're all flustered. Do I make you nervous or something?"
"I am not flustered."
She reached her hand down to the back of your neck, pulling your face to hers. "Really? Seems like you are."
She leaned up to kiss you, and you returned it for a few seconds before pulling away.
"Maki, I don't wanna be just another girl for you to toy with," you said, placing your hands on her shoulders to put some distance between the two of you.
"What, I can't kiss you?"
"You know what I mean," You replied.
"Fine. How about we kiss then," She suggested. I won't try to hook up with you or anything like that."
"Just kissing?" you asked.
"Just kissing." She sounded genuine, but the look in her eyes suggested otherwise.
She leaned up to take your mouth with hers again, and you kissed her back. The sweet taste of her gum from before was missing. She let go of your face, slipping her hands underneath your robe go hold your hips again, her fingertips sliding under the elastic of your underwear.
You felt a wave of desire wash over you as her thigh rested against your core. You began to softly rock your hips against her, and her hands moved in sync with you. She moved one hand up to grasp the nape of your neck and began to trail kisses down your jaw.
She kissed and sucked on your neck, leaving wet kisses all over. You let out a soft moan and tilted your head to the side to give her more access. She began kissing more roughly, grazing her teeth against your supple skin. The kisses were sure to leave marks, but you didn't care. The feeling of her tongue gliding across your neck only intensified the heat building between your thighs.
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You pressed her head to your neck, running your fingers through her soft black hair. Maki's pace on your hip quickened, rocking your hips against her thigh.
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This felt like a lot more than just kissing. Your pleasure heightened every time her leg pressed against the fabric of your underwear, and you began to move faster, letting out soft moans. She slipped a hand into the bottom of your robe, tracing her index finger down the indent of your back.
"Fuck" you whispered. You felt her smile against your neck, hands trailing down to your ass. You didn't know if it was how long it had been since you hooked up with someone or her, but your body was sensitive to every one of her touches.
She reclined back onto the bed, pulling you with her, adjusting so that you straddled both of her legs. Her kisses returned to your lips as she wrapped a hand around your neck, pressing her fingertips onto the sides. You bit her lip softly, causing her to let out a soft groan. She moved to pin you below her, grabbing your hands from her hair and pinning them above your head with one hand. You moaned into her mouth at her sudden forcefulness, forming a light grip on her hair.
She pulled away, looking down at you with lustful eyes. You were pinned against the bed, and your robe had been pushed up, exposing your legs and underwear. She released her grasp on your neck and wrists, getting up from over you. You whined at the loss of contact.
"Why'd you stop?" you asked, sitting up on the tops of your elbows.
"I need a break," she replied.
"Why?"
"If you keep pulling my hair like that, I won't be able to do this 'just kissing' thing." She made air quotes with her fingers. Her bangs were ruffled, and her ponytail had slipped halfway down her head. She stood above you with half-lidded eyes.
For once, she looked like the flustered one.
"What's wrong? Can't handle me?" you teased, grinning to yourself.
"No, I think it's the other way around," she said, kneeling back over you. She wrapped her hand around your neck again, tighter this time. You began to regret your earlier remark.
"You said you don't wanna be toyed with," Maki said lowly in your ear. "But that's exactly what I want to do to you."
You looked up and her and gulped as a sinister look flooded her eyes. "Why don't," she paused, trailing her free hand down to your underwear. "You," she pressed a finger against the damp fabric, lightly trailing it up and down. The sensation drove you crazy. "Tell me what you want."
You attempted to close your legs, but hers kept yours pinned apart. You whined and kept your mouth closed, not wanting to answer her. "Just admit it," she smirked down at you. She added another finger, sending a chill down your spine.
"Admit what?" you asked, although you already knew what she wanted you to say.
"That you want me to do more than just kissing."
You looked up at her with pleading eyes, hoping that would be enough of an answer.
"Use your words sweetheart."
"I-I want you to touch me," you answered, turning your head away.
"Oh, but I'm already touching you. Why don't you be more specific? And look me in the eyes when you say it."
You recently turned back towards her and answered her.
"I want you to fuck me," You replied.
A grin spread across her face. "Good girl."
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She let go of your neck, moving to take off her white belt. "You know," she said, grabbing your wrists and pulling them towards her. "If there's one value I kept from my family," she wrapped the belt around your wrists, tying it in a way that resembled handcuffs. "It's obedience." She pulled the strap through the buckle, tightening it.
You looked down at your wrists, up to her, then back down. "Oh don't look so scared," she cooed, sliding you back onto your bed. "I'm gonna take real good care of you." Your breathing became staggered as you watched what she was doing.
She tied the end of the belt to the headboard. You tugged at it to see how tight it was, and gulped when you realized you couldn't move.
Maki leaned over you and untied your robe, exposing your torso and breasts. You usually would've tried to cover yourself up, but you couldn't. The control she had was intimidating, but at the same time, it made you press your legs together in anticipation.
The brunette trailed kisses down your neck and collarbone, stopping to lightly kiss your breasts. She grasped one in her hand, sucking on your nipple. Her tongue trailed back and forth against the sensitive bud, making you moan. The sensation made the sensitivity in your whole body increase, and when she pressed two fingers to your clothed sex, you moaned out her name.
She continued kissing all over your body and slipped her fingers inside your underwear, making you curse. She traced her fingertips up and down your slit, the wetness allowing them to glide up and down easily. She applied more pressure, teasing your sensitive bud. "Fuck, Maki," you moaned, and you felt the vibration of her laugh against your chest.
Your head pressed back into your pillow as she slipped a finger inside of you, then added another. The pads of her fingers curled against your walls, hitting the perfect spot. Your back arched, and you desperately wanted to grab her hand and make her speed up, but you couldn't.
Her pace was slow and teasing, and your body ached for more. She slowly slid down between your thighs, removing her hand. She hooked a finger underneath your underwear, sliding them down and taking them off.
"Fuck," Maki muttered to herself, looking up at you. She hovered between your legs, not touching you. You whined and pressed your hips up towards her, desperate for more. "Be patient princess," she said, pinning you back down. After what felt like forever, she lightly trailed the tip of her tongue up your pussy, watching you struggle.
"Maki, please," you breathed. She obliged, diving deeper. She licked and sucked at your pussy, flicking her tongue against your clit.
"Holy shit," you moaned.
"You're being pretty loud sweetheart," she said, crawling back on top of you. She grabbed your underwear and balled them up. "We wouldn't want Ms. Ayuzawa next door to hear you, now would we?"
You shook your head, and she placed them into your mouth, muffling you. Maki slid back down between your legs, leaving more kisses down your body as she went. She slung your legs over her shoulders, hooking her arms around the sides of your legs and resting her hands on your stomach.
She picked up where she left off, making you moan into the fabric of your panties and toss your head back against the pillow. She mercilessly sucked on your clit, watching you writhe beneath her.
Two of her fingers pressed back into you, your walls tightening around them as you neared your orgasm.
Your thighs pressed against the sides of her head, pulling her in closer. Muffled moans filled the room as you grabbed bedsheets above your head, trying to find any kind of stability as your orgasm washed over you. You closed your eyes, back arching against the bed as you came.
Maki looked up at you with half-lidded eyes, watching you, her tongue cleaning up the wave of wetness from your orgasm. She gently kissed the inside of your thighs as you caught your breath and sat up to wipe her face off. She hovered over you as she licked and sucked her fingers, cleaning them off. She removed the gag and untied your wrists, watching as you lay there with your chest heaving up and down.
"I think that's payment enough," she said, slipping her belt back on like it wasn't just used as bondage.
You slowly sat up, pulling your robe back closed. Your wrists had a few marks on them from the belt being so tight, but besides that they were fine. Your legs still felt weak, so you stood up hesitantly.
"That good?" Maki smiled, coming over to help you up.
"Oh shut up," you said, tapping her arm lightly.
She turned towards you and picked up one of your hands, placing it in her own.
"Look, Y/N. I'm not as much of a player as everyone makes me out to be. I actually like you, and I'm not just trying to mess with you"
"I must be really special then," you teased, walking her to the door.
You swore you could see a slight blush spread across her face.
"But seriously, thank you. For taking me home, for the job, everything. And I like you too."
Maki smiled, leaning down to kiss you goodbye. "Goodnight, Y/N. I'll see you next weekend. "Goodnight, see you!" You waved goodbye to her down the hall and finally got back to your long-awaited shower.
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