11: Dolphin — Nanase Haruka
He had his way of ruining moments.
You could've sworn the boy was a dolphin.
You were ready to bet that after he'd die, he'd reincarnate into one.
It was evident in his swimming. His strokes were smooth and his glides were seemingly effortless, as though he was merely dancing on land and not propelling through an unyielding current.
Heck, he proved it in bed all the more.
His fluid movements. His soft, lingering touches. His honeyed voice that came out in pleasured sighs.
Your panties weren't even off yet, and he was already driving you into euphoria.
Swimming sure improved his form, what with the way he grinded against you fluidly, albeit with just the right amount of pressure to keep the flame ablaze, as his hot mouth worked yours.
"H-haruka," You whimpered into his ear. "Need...you..."
You were barely coherent, but he complied. He grabbed the elastic band of your underwear, and yanked it downward, inch by inch. The way he teased you nearly made what little sanity you had left crumble.
He already rid himself of his clothes minutes earlier. It was just so unfair.
The goddamn fabric was half past your thigh.
It slid down your knees.
Almost. There.
"Eep!" You let out a yelp upon hearing his phone ring.
With the unmistakable cry of a dolphin.
"..." He blinked at you.
"..."
"..."
"...of all the ringtones, seriously?"
A/N:
You guys probably hate me for the long update.
You guys probably hate me even more for the cut off.
Damn, that was close. -snickers evilly-
Like you've noticed, I'm keeping the story in 2nd Person POV, simply because Reader-Insert just doesn't sound the same if it's written in another way.
Thank you, users and anons alike, for the lovely reviews!
To make up for the long update, I'm uploading the next four by tomorrow.
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