《She's a flirt (training camp x reader)》11. You first
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"Y/n, what the fuck are you doing"?! Takeda freaked out and backed up into the corner.
"Geez. You're acting like I bite". I said a little shocked at his language.
I had never heard him curse before.
But since he knows I just sucked off oikawa I guess it doesn't matter.
"Get out". He mumbled.
"Takeda chill- I just wanna talk". I said.
"Not here". He quickly replied.
"Yes. Here". I stated firmly.
"Listen to me- I'm 23... I'm sorry for what I said earlier. It didn't mean anything". Takeda suddenly began explaining.
My stomach sunk.
He was so avoidant that it kinda hurt my feelings.
"I'm sorry that I made you think"-he couldn't find the words. "I... I won't tell anyone". I begged.
It was time to show him I was desperate.
"You won't tell anyone what"? He asked.
"Whatever happens here". I whispered.
He stared me down.
Time was moving so slowly.
"Just stop okay". He chimed.
"Fine. If you really want me to leave. Then open the door". I said.
"Y/n, you can open it yourself". He replied.
"No.. you open it. And I will walk out".
He walked over to the door and unlocked it, he put his hand on the handle but he didn't open it.
"Go ahead". I slightly smiled.
He stayed silent and let go of the handle, then he placed his head against the door and sighed.
"Not gonna open it"? I questioned.
"You win". He whispered back, as he locked the door.
"You want me this bad"? He asked.
It gave me butterflies.
"I told you to open the door". I said back trying to keep my cool.
He walked up to me and when he was just a few inches from my face. I realized how nervous I was.
He would be the oldest guy I'd been with.
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And when I thought of takeda- i Thought of ukai, who was even older.
"Kiss me". I whispered.
He leaned in and I closed my eyes as we began to make out. His hands were already all over me.
He knew what to do, because he'd probably done this
A hundred times.
I mean look how hot he is.
"You're gonna have to keep quiet". He said between breaths, finally pulling away to kiss my neck.
We backed up so that I could sit on the sink counter.
"Is this- gonna hold me up"? I questioned a little nervous. "Want me to hold you against the wall instead"?
My ears were Burning up.
I couldn't say anything.
"Hm? Yeah"? He asked softly as he kissed my neck some more and gripped my thighs.
He spread them apart and stood between my legs, then he grabbed my ass and lifted me, my legs wrapping around him as he walked to the wall.
This was more than I could ask for.
"Remember to be more quiet... than you were before". He smiled as he pinned my back against the wall.
I let out a small moan when he pressed against me.
"We don't have a lot of time". I said, kinda wishing I hadn't reminded him. But I also didn't want him to get caught.
"Well I've gotta finish this or I'll be thinking about it all day". He laughed.
I was in paradise, he was the one seducing me at this point.
"Have you... been thinking about this"? I asked as I heard him undo his pants.
I watched him slide them down with one hand, while he held me up with one arm.
I got a lump in my throat when he pushed his dick against me firmly.
"A little". He mumbled.
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I was flushed.
hearing him admit it made me need him more.
I'd waited so many summers just to get this kind of attention from him.
Now I have it.
"Can I- take these off"? Takeda asked me grabbing onto my shorts.
"Mhm". I affirmed.
He slid them down slowly, and my head spun in circles while my thoughts controlled me.
I could hear his breath hitch when he saw...
I wasn't wearing underwear.
He put me down for a brief second, I let my shorts fall to the floor and after that he picked me right back up, back against the wall where I had been.
"Plan for this"? He asked me.
I smiled. "I planned to at least get something".
"Wow- you're a horny girl". He replied.
He grazed his tip over me.
I licked my lips in anticipation.
Takeda gently slid inside me and i hissed at the pressure.
We were both silent.
Was he having doubts?
Did he just realize what he was doing- and who he was doing it with.
Then, as I was lost in thought, he began to move in and out of me.
A slow pace that made me crave more.
"Takeda". I whispered as I closed my eyes.
He stared at me, looking at my face while he was inside me.
"Mm". He lowly sighed.
His pace picked up.
The cold wall behind me, takeda in front of me.
This stimulation was so much to Handle.
I thought of oikawa... his face when I sucked his dick made me feel happy.
He was so fucking hot.
I opened my eyes to see the man in front of me.
Wow- this is what a 23 year old can do.
His thrust were getting stronger.
And his face was a little red.
"Ahh". I gasped as he pushed deeper, not stopping, only concerned with me right now.
I imagined ushjima standing outside the door.
God I wanted to ride him.
I want him so bad.
Almost as bad as ukai.
That man does something to me.
This was blissful. Just fantasizing while one of my goals was here with me now, satisfying me In so many ways.
Takeda let out a breath and buried his head in my neck. "Ahh-ah"! I moaned when he gripped my thighs tightly and slid inside me so deep I could barely take it.
I gripped his back and his sloppy style wore me out.
"Cum". I begged.
He was overwhelming me with pleasure, to the point of tears.
"You cum first". He smiled as he barely held on, fucking me with all the strength he had left.
My mouth opened and a silent cry came out as I held onto him and orgasmed.
The only thing I could do in the moment was let it happen.
A few seconds later he followed.
Moaning into my ear and wrapping his hand around my throat.
His red face was too cute.
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