𝘾𝙍𝘼𝙑𝙀 | 𝙍. 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙖

𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣

as suna and i quietly entered his house, a sense of exhilaration mingled with nervousness. the dimly lit living room cast elongated shadows, and the hushed sounds of our footsteps on the wooden floor seemed magnified in the silence. we exchanged playful smiles, understanding the need for discretion.

he gently closed the front door behind us, and we shared a secret, mischievous look before tiptoeing further into the house.

"i know it'll be difficult but i need you to be quiet." he smiled teasingly. his mother and little sister were fast asleep, and we were determined not to wake them.

our hands sought each other out, fingers intertwining as we edged closer to his bedroom. the soft moonlight seeping through the curtains bestowed a gentle, silvery glow upon suna's features, enhancing the allure of his green-ish grey eyes. they bore into mine, expressing a mixture of longing and anticipation.

despite our endeavor to be discreet, a stifled laugh escaped my lips, and suna couldn't help but respond with a genuine smile while placing his hand in my mouth. his fingertips then brushed lightly against my cheek, a tender caress that traced a path down to my chin. "shhh." with a gentle, confident touch, he tilted my face upward.

our lips met in a soft, lingering kiss that seemed to hang in the air, our mouths hesitant yet filled with desire. our bodies pressed tightly together, the racing rhythm of our hearts creating a symphony of its own. suna's hands, strong and unyielding, embarked on a journey of exploration, tracing the contours of my curves and setting my senses ablaze. the magnetic pull between us had grown into an undeniable chemistry.

finally, we found ourselves in suna's bedroom. he delicately pushed the door closed behind us, and the soft click of the latch sounded like a declaration of our shared desire. in the gentle glow of the room's dim lighting, i could see the intensity in his eyes, a hunger that mirrored my own, a mutual longing that had reached its boiling point.

— smut warning —

(fingering, oral, face fucking, praise and a bit of degrading, unprotected  angry sex, consensual. skip to the stars divider if you don't want to read it)

as suna leaned in, he parted my legs with his knee and brought it as close as he could to my cunt making me sigh and wrap my legs around his body trying to get him a little closer. i started running my hands over his chest, slowly lowering them to his abdomen and then taking them to his back, arching and pressing against him when he lightly bit my neck.

"is this what you wanted?" he took my nipples between his fingers, twisting them to his liking just as he knew i liked it, then he brought his mouth one of them as he looked at me. "you were such a bitch at the party, i'm going to fuck that attitude out of you."

before i could protest, he took my hard nipple between his teeth, preventing me from speaking, making me let out a moan. he began to lick it slowly, and i could feel my clit throbbing asking for a little attention but tonight he felt like taking his sweet time with each part of my body, making me suffer.

he directed his hand that was left over my mouth and caressed my lips  with his fingers before introducing two them into my mouth, which i gladly took, passing my tongue over them, sucking lightly as i felt his knee pressing against my entrance.

"i've barely touched you and you're already soaking wet, you're really a slut." i bit his fingers lightly when i heard how he had called me, after all i had a soft spot for degradation. i wasn't very proud of it and i definitely would deny it if someone other than him knew.