Yono woke up to the feeling of weight on the right side of her collarbone. All she saw was a head of blond hair curled into her side. She adjusted herself so she lay flat on her back and Hizashi adjusted along with her. Using her free left hand, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and stretched her legs out as best she could, despite his long leg hooked over her right knee. The room was still dim from the blackout curtains on the windows, but she could see the glow of the sun lining the edges of the curtains. Looking over to her side, she debated trying to grab her phone but thought better of it as she didn't want to ruse him from his slumber. So she stayed put, lighting combing her fingers through the bright blond hair that cascaded down his back.

Hizashi's face nuzzled into her chest as his arm that lay over her stomach tightened around her. Her arm draped atop his shoulder and rubbed the expanse of his bicep as a low mumble of content slipped past his sleeping lips.

All Yono could think about as she admired him was How did I end up being the pillow? And how do I get out of here?

Her thoughts were dashed as Hizashi lightly stretched his long limbs before he tipped his head up to smile at her with his pearly whites and disheveled moustache, his beguiling green eyes almost hypnotized her as they fluttered open;

"Good morning," - he rasped in a low husky tone. Yono's heart fluttered as she continued to stare into his eyes; no thoughts, only him. He pushed his arm underneath and around her waist, his free hand meeting the other at the crook of her back. His eyes casually dipped to her lips and back up. He leaned forward and let his lips brush softly over her own. - "sweet thing."

Yono pursed her lips to kiss him back but thought better of it, instead opting to whisper a simple "good morning" before attempting to scoot backwards and away from his embrace. Hizashi didn't let her get away that easily and began to trail feather-light kisses up the length of her body starting from her navel, her breath hitching as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin between her breasts. He gave pause to adjust his lying position so that he was almost fully on top of her chest-to-chest, his right knee between her legs as he braced himself on his elbows, letting his hands caress her shoulders as he continued his journey up her neck and jawline muttering;

"Now, now, Nono-chi. Don't get all embarrassed now. You're the one who seduced me first, my little composer."

Yono felt her cheeks flare up as his lips finally met their intended destination; her own. Long, relaxed, heartfelt kisses that made her absolutely melt into the pillows behind her. His tongue swept against her lips faintly, prompting her to allow him to deepen the kiss. His right hand moved from her shoulder, underneath her arm and around to her back, pulling her further into him. Her freed hand moved up to caress the back of his head, entangling her fingers in the delicate hairs at the nape of his neck.

The kiss slowly became more sensual by the minute; slow, languid brushing of his tongue against hers as his hand pawed at the skin of her back. They separated for a second to catch their breath and Hizashi gave her a lazy grin;

" So... I'll have to make good on that wake-up call another morning, but that doesn't mean we can't have some breakfast in bed..." Hizashi's gruff freshly-woken up voice sent shivers of pleasure down Yono's spine as he gave her another deep carnal kiss, drawing a moan from her as his right hand trailed back around and downwards to the juncture between her thighs, his fingers delving between the silken folds of her sex to stroke against her clitoris with his index and middle finger. She rolled her hips against his hand as he circled the sensitive nub, her whines devoured by his lips. Her sinfully sweet sounds only spurred him on even further, the movement of his fingers becoming frantic against her wet pussy. His erect cock prodded her thigh all the while, beckoning him to rub himself against her. He leaned back a tad and whispered against her lips;

"Can I try something?" - Yono nodded dumbly, still reeling from the sensuous kisses that Hizashi had given her. He adjusted their bodies so that he was laying behind her in a spooning position, with her naked rear pressed against his pelvis, his cock lay stiff against the curve of her ass. He leaned his torso closer to her so that his chest lay flush against her back as he stretched to kiss her ear, the hairs of his moustache tickling the shell. - "I've never tried this myself, but I'm curious… Hike up your leg a little for me?"

She did as he asked and gasped when he slipped his cock between her thighs, his shaft caressing the outer folds of her cunt. He put a hand on her thigh and nudged her leg back down, effectively squishing his cock between her supple thighs. He leaned down and kissed on her shoulder as his hand reached around to fondle her right breast;

"Wait, a-aren't you gonna put it in?"

He chuckled against her skin and playfully bit down on the tender flesh, drawing a moan from her mouth as he rocked his hips against her behind, rubbing his cock against her slit. After earlier demonstrations with his fingers, her outer folds were wet with her slick, effectively working as a lubricant to give him the ability to rub against her with little issue.

"Nope." - He smacked her ass, making her cry out before he grabbed hold of her hips as he quickened the pace of his hips. - "Gonna fuck your thighs till I cum all over them."

"Oh, I've never-!" His cock slipped between the folds of her pussy and prodded at her aching clit, shooting tingles of pleasure up her spine. His hips continued rocking, further nudging against her bundle of nerves and milking her for all of the moans that she was worth. She squirmed against him in hopes of more friction when suddenly-

" Oh! "

Hizashi's cock slipped inside of her; the momentum he'd been putting into fucking her thighs would have made him bottom out completely if it weren't for the angle. Yono cried out from the sudden penetration, the sound crescendoing into a long moan. Her tightness clenching around his bare shaft sent him spiraling after all of the stimulation that the tip of his dick had gotten before when he was rubbing against her folds. His fingers gripped onto the soft flesh of her hips as he rested his forehead on her shoulder from the sudden sensation; oh how much he wanted to just pound into her like a madman.

"Fuck, sorry, just uh- lemme just-" - He moved to pull out to his dismay, but Yono jutted her behind backward, further sinking herself onto him. He groaned at the feeling of nearly bottoming out and squeezed her sides in hopes that it would deter her. - "Wait! Yono, baby, I don't have a-"

"Hizashi, don't stop, please!" - She writhed against him, prompting his cock to stir within her in a way that started to cloud his judgement. - "I need it, pleeeeeeease !"

Hizashi groaned in frustration; saying no to Yono when she begs so breathlessly… it's impossible. He let go of her hips and pulled his dick out from within her making Yono whine in disappointment. He moved away from her and sat on his haunches, smacking her ass;

"C'mon, get on your knees and gimme those hips. Lemme fuck you properly."

Yono smiled wide while biting her lip in anticipation as she quickly turned over onto all fours in front of him. He marveled at the sight of her so eager and ready for him and spanked her ass again, leaving his hand on her to squeeze the bouncing cellulite in appreciation. He straightened up onto his knees behind her and massaged her cheeks in circular motions, mesmerized by the way she wiggled with need.

"Oh yeah, look at you. So eager to please. You want me to fuck you, sweet thing?" - She nodded as she braced herself on her elbows to bring herself into a face-down-ass-up position. - "Damn, I don't even need to tell you how I like it. What a good girl. "

Yono couldn't help the stuttered whimper of excitement at the praise; It just hit differently hearing it from him. He took notice her reaction and grinned mischievously;

"Ho ho? You like that, sweetheart? Being told you're a good girl?" - His hand slowly ghosted up her spine, drawing more delightful mewls from the woman underneath him. She nodded hesitantly, arching her back as his lithe fingers danced their way along her vertebrae. - "You gonna be a good girl for me and cum on my cock again?"

For context; Yono has been with a couple of partners in her time who've been into pet-play or dd/lg. Did she enjoy the sex that came with said kinks? Sometimes. Not her personal cup of tea and that's fine, everyone is allowed to do their own thing. Has she called a man daddy or master before? Yep. Did she enjoy it? Not very much but her partner did at the time, so she complied to make him feel good. But praise? Oh, a bitch loves some praise.

" Yesyesyes, I'll be a good girl! Please, Hizashi!" She leaned backwards in hopes of coaxing him inside of her, but all she got in return was a harder-than-usual spank against her right cheek that would surely leave a mark in the shape of his hand.

"Good girls are patient." Hizashi's voice dropped an octave, his tone absolute. Yono whined as he rubbed the newly-tender spot to soothe the stinging. Then his hands trailed back to their previous spot on her hips to drag her backwards. He buried himself within her. They both groaned in unison as Yono tightened around Hizashi.

His thrusts were long and deep, his right hand moved from her hip and found itself on her shoulder, he gripped her there pulling her into him harder. The motions and strength of his thrusts were beginning to build Yono up to the edge of orgasm, she clenched around him and let her head fall back, her eyes closed and moaning sinfully.

Hizashi was close to losing his mind as he felt her muscles within her tighten around him, the sensation bringing him closer to his own climax. Using his hand that he had on her shoulder, he encouraged Yono up to a kneeling position where she would be flush against his chest. His hand then moved from her shoulder to reach across to cup her left breast. With the position change, the new angle brought tears of pleasure to Yono's eyes as her g-spot was assaulted by his cock.

"God, you're so perfect..." he murmured against the shell of her ear. His fingers digging deeper into her side, his own hips losing their rhythm as he tried to hold on longer. "Fuck, I'm getting close."

Suddenly, Yono found herself pushed back down face-first into the mattress, Hizashi's hands returned to their initial spot on her hips as he pistoned within her, his pace becoming erratic. His moans were loud and bounced off of the walls as his pelvis smacked against her ass repeatedly as he chased his release. Yono was steadily getting closer to the edge, she could feel the pressure building-

Then he pulled out.

"Fuck!"

And came all over her ass.

His cum came out in little spurts, clinging to her ass and dripping down her thigh. It was warm and tacky and just plain unsatisfactory. Yono couldn't help the underlying feeling of disappointment; she had been so close to her own orgasm that she could feel it in her bones. She felt as though she made a long hike to the top of a cliff, ready to jump, and was pulled back at the last second. The lower half of her body started to slump downwards as Hizashi marvelled at the sight of his seed painting her behind.

As Hizashi came down from his orgasm high, with with the tell-tale haze of lust still in his eyes, he reached down between Yono's thighs and cupped her sex; his fingers immediately delving into the soaked warm depths of her cunt. She cried out from the sudden intrusion and raised her hips back up instinctively in preparation for the onslaught that Hizashi was likely going to put her through. He leaned over her back, his abdomen making contact with the sticky substance he'd just spent on her, as he curled forward to whisper in her ear;

"Don't think I forgot about you, sweetheart."

All she could do was squirm with satisfaction and overstimulation as he made quick work of her with his nimble fingers; he easily found the spongy tissue of her g-spot and stroked it vigorously.

Yono buried her face into the bedding, muffling her stuttered moans as she gripped onto the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white. Every pore of her body and mind was dedicated to the powerful and amazing feeling of the ultimate gratification that his touch blessed her with. The coil inside of her wound up tightly as she reached the edge; until it snapped. Heat overwhelmed her senses as she smacked the mattress with her open hand, akin to tapping out in submission. She had to physically recoil from Hizashi's touch as he attempted to continue to assault her overstimulated pussy with his fingers. He laughed out loud when she reached between her legs to physically push him away before she slumped onto the bed to catch her breath and gather her bearings.

"What, you done already? I could easily keep going." - Hizashi wiggled his fingers mischievously, earning him a glare. He continued to laugh as he removed himself from the bed, moving toward the bathroom to retrieve a towel. He returned with haste and crawled onto the bed. - "Look at this mess you made me make. Tsk tsk, impatient."

"Shuuuuuuuut uuuuuuuuuuuup." Yono groaned into the pillow that she'd hidden her face in to hide her embarrassment. She turned her head just enough to peek through her disheveled hair and watch Hizashi wipe his abdomen with the towel.

"It's been ages since I've had to clean myself off like this. Definitely didn't miss the feeling." - He leaned forward and brushed the towel against her, cleaning her off as well. - "Judging from how you're looking, I'm gonna assume I'll shower first."

Yono nodded into the pillow, the fluffiness swallowing her groan as Hizashi lightly smacked her ass when he got up. She stayed there, unmoving and basking in the afterglow, for several minutes. She didn't know if it was post-orgasm foggy bliss that she was still experiencing or if it was something else entirely that led her to get up. She rolled out of bed and padded over to the bathroom. The sound of running water and Hizashi humming called out to her like a siren's song. She eased the door open and peeked inside, the oversized mirror above the sink was fogged over from the steam circulating the room. She could barely make out his form through the frosted glass of his walk-in shower. He doesn't notice her presence until the glass door is ajar and he lets out a shocked squeak;

"Crap, uh- Hey!" - His hands were in his hair, lathering shampoo to his roots, as he stood away from the spray of water coming from the ceiling-mounted rainfall showerhead. - "I didn't know you were so impatient, Nono-chi. Or did you just miss me that much?"

"Both." Yono stated as she stepped in, not noticing the way Hizashi faltered at her response, holding her hand out to test the water temperature. It was hot but not scalding. A little hotter than she typically enjoyed her own showers, but she'd deal with it. She stepped under the spray and ran her fingers through her hair, encouraging the disheveled locks to straighten and absorb the water. Hizashi could only watch her in awe as his hands stayed firmly in his hair. It's not until she turned to him and put her hands on his hips that he snapped out of it and smiled at her.

"Earth to Hizashi, you look like you need to rinse." She lightly tugged him forward toward the spray and was surprised when he leaned down and kissed her sweetly;

"Mmmm, can't help but enjoy the show." He chuckled as she flattened her hands against his chest when he pulled away. She rolled her eyes and moved over so he could rinse.

The rest of the shower was less steamy than Yono expected and she couldn't figure out whether or not she enjoyed it more than she should have. Despite the chaste kisses they shared and the ways they caressed one another's soapy bodies as they washed each other, it was a rather innocently romantic experience. Subtracting the lustful undertones that typically held their attention left them with unbridled curiosity as they explored each other's bodies in an unsexual manner. One of them would find a little reminder of their day jobs marred on the other's skin and ask the cause, prompting the other to go off on a small tangent on the incidents that left said marks. Stray knives, past surgeries, burns, even a bullet wound; all sorts of scars that most medical quirks couldn't rid them of. Hizashi was quite indifferent to them;

"Aah, I don't sweat them too much. They're reminders of what I've gone through to get to where I am now. Progress." - It wasn't until Yono barely made out the smallest hint of discoloration on his throat that Hizashi showed a less enthused response; -"An accident from when I was a kid. Lost my mom in a crowd and I got snatched up by a low-rate thug looking to make some cash with a ransom call. They didn't get anything; I yelled until I was found. Pretty sure he went deaf. But I did some damage to my throat and I had to get some surgery to check it out."

And as expected, Hizashi didn't let the mood stay down for long after that. He made a quick joke to smoothly recover and smothered Yono in kisses when he noted how worried she'd looked.

"Oh my god, Hizashi! Let me breathe!" She laughed, squirming in his tight wet hold on her. He paused, feigning the thought of stopping his assault, said "hmmmm, no" and further drowned her in cutesy affectionate kisses and praise.

But then Hizashi just had to ruin it all when they exited the shower and started to blot themselves dry with their towels. He had wrapped his towel around Yono and pulled her into his embrace. She mimicked the action on him so they were in a plush cotton cocoon chest-to-chest. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers with a smile;

"Mmmm, makes me wish every morning could be like this."

Yono's heart threatened to fly away as it fluttered in her chest, his whispered sentiments ghosting over her cupid's bow. She closed the minuscule distance between them and pressed her lips against his as she basked in his closeness.

"Dammit, Yono! We're just fucking! Nothing more, nothing less!"

Her heart dropped as flashes of before flickered in front of her eyes, covering Hizashi's face, molding into another's. His long blond hair turned short and ruby-red. His two-toned green eyes suddenly black as charcoal. His adoration turned to malice. She wasn't in his arms in the bathroom anymore, she was sitting in the middle of her bedroom that looked as though a tornado hit it. She was there.

There where her heart was broken in two. Where she couldn't feel anything.

"I- I didn't mean it! Takahiro, I swear! It was just in the moment, I-"

"You expect me to believe that you just randomly confessed your love to me after you fucked me senseless!? In the moment?! That's even worse! That means you definitely fucking meant it!"



Hizashi pulled away from the kiss once he noticed how tense Yono suddenly became. He peered down at her and noted the far-away look in her rosy eyes.

"Hey... You alright?"

"I thought we were on the same page!"

"We are!"

"No, we're not! I don't love you, hell I don't even really fucking like you! We call each other and fuck now and again-"

"We fuck more than regular couples do! And go on dates! We even spent the holidays together! I met your fucking parents! What else was I supposed to think!?"


Yono doesn't snap out of it until Hizashi's hand is caressing her cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear that had been trailing down her cheek.

"Hey, hey, hey. There she is. What's wrong, sweetheart?" He thumbed gentle swipes over the apple of her cheek.

"Sorry, I... I need a minute. Just, uh, just remembered that I should be going soon." She attempted to step back and out of his embrace but forgot about the towel cocoon they encased themselves in. His hand shot down from her cheek and back to where their towels met and held them firm so she couldn't get away. His eyes hardened as she tried to emotionally and physically distance herself from him.

"That's definitely not it. Something is clearly bothering you. You spaced out just now and here you are upset." He tightened his hold on the towels and pulled her closer so that they were back to being chest-to-chest;

"Tell me."

"Tell me."

"...tell you what?"

"Tell me you don't actually love me, Yono. Tell me you were lying. Look me in my fucking eyes and tell me that we're just fucking around."

She couldn't look at him, she was blinded by her tears as he stormed out of her apartment in a rage.

"...tell you what?"

Yono's voice was small and choked-up as she refused to look him in the eyes. She could feel her eyes burning with tears she refused to shed as she stared at the few chest hairs directly in front of her nose.

"Where did you go just now?"

Hizashi's voice was stern and warm with concern.

"I didn't go anyw-!"

He dropped the towels, leaving them both openly bare as he took her face in his hands. Green met Pink. His eyes softened as he took in her glossy gaze.

"You're lying." - He leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers. - "C'mon, tell me what's wro-"

"I can't do this right now."

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'I think I'm falling in love with you and I'm terrified.'