Chapter Nine
Rin
The nerves in my stomach are making it hard to breathe as I follow Maki into his apartment. I chance a quick glance around, taking as much in as I can before Maki is taking my hand and leading me deeper into his place, towards his bedroom.
Everything is so neat and tidy. I would expect nothing less from Maki. I smile to myself, seeing this part of him, seeing his private space.
My feelings only seem to intensify. I care about him so deeply that it scares me. At the same time, I feel elated and excited. I’ve read romance novels and watched romcoms, I know what these feelings are even if putting a name on them is scary.
As soon as we get into the bedroom, I yank Maki’s hand, forcing him to turn and look at me. I lean up on my toes in order to kiss him. Maki’s hands grab my waist, digging his strong fingers into my hips.
I might have started the kiss but very quickly, Maki takes control of it.
He pins me against the wall beside the door, his hips pushing against my own.
A broken noise leaves my lips as my head swims, my cock growing hard within a few seconds.
I’ve never had someone manhandle me like this.
I’ve never kissed someone bigger than me before.
“Oh,” I gasp out as Maki’s mouth moves away from my lips, trailing hot, wet kisses against my jaw. “Fuck, Maki.”
He runs his teeth over my skin before nipping softly. My skin breaks out into goosebumps, a shuddering breath leaving my throat.
“You have to tell me what feels good. I want to make you feel good so desperately, Rin. I don’t know what I’m doing but I trust you to teach me.”
A groan leaves me without my permission, my hips pushing against Maki’s. I can feel that he’s just as hard as I am.
“I really, really want you to fuck me,” I tell him, my fingers running through the hair at the back of his head. “How do you feel about that?”
Maki pulls back, staring down at me with nearly black eyes. “Yes,” he says, his voice breaking. “Yes, I would very much like that.” Then he looks down at my shirt and grins. “Will you wear my jersey while I fuck you?”
I let my head drop back against the wall with an audible thump. “Oh my gods, yes. Fuck, Maki. That’s so hot I might come in my pants just thinking about it.”
He lets out a deep chuckle that makes even more warmth swirl within my belly.
Maki takes a step back, pulling his shirt over his head, leaving it bare.
Before I can get my hands on him the way I want, he turns around and starts digging into his gym bag.
A moment later, he’s pulling out his actual, real jersey.
“Fuck,” I hiss out, my cock jerking where it’s trapped inside my pants. I quickly shuck off the fake jersey and shimmy out of my pants.
“It’s still really sweaty,” Maki starts to say, suddenly looking unsure. Before he can second guess himself, I grab the jersey from him and slip it on.
Fuck. Just like I thought, it’s a bit too big on me. I slide my boxers off, leaving myself completely naked except for the jersey. It’s so long it covers my ass and my cock, the shoulder slipping to the side, exposing my collarbone.
Maki looks at me like he wants to eat me and fuck, I really want him to devour me.
“You’re beautiful,” Maki breathes out before diving back into a kiss. His hands move down my back until they get to the bottom of his jersey. Then he lifts it up, getting his hands on my bare ass. I whine against his lips, more turned on than I’ve ever been.
“Bed,” I murmur against his lips. “Come on, Maki.”
Maki picks me up, forcing a startled sound from my lips.
He places me on the bed. I’m expecting him to follow but instead, he stands at the edge of the bed, just looking at me for a moment.
I can feel my cheeks heating but there’s something incredibly erotic about the way he’s watching me. I feel so fucking sexy.
I pull the collar of his jersey up to my face, breathing in the natural, sweaty scent along with Maki’s deodorant. Gods, it smells so good it makes my cock twitch.
Maki slides out of his jeans and boxers, his hard cock slapping against his stomach.
It’s long and thick and hard, just like the rest of him.
His body is fucking jacked, his stomach forming an eight pack.
Jesus, I didn’t even know real people could look like that but it makes sense, with him being a professional athlete and all.
“Jesus Christ, Maki. You’re so hot. How are you so fucking hot? I think I’m gonna die just looking at you.”
“Please don’t,” he says, crawling onto the bed. When his body falls against my own, I groan in pleasure. I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him impossibly closer. I want him. I need him inside of me. Fuck, I don’t know how long I can wait before having him.
“I want you so bad,” I tell him, running my fingers down his back, feeling the muscles ripple as he gives an experimental thrust against me.
Our cocks rub against each other through the silky material of his jersey and it feels so good, made only better knowing it’s Maki’s official jersey between us.
“I want you too.”
“Do you have lube?”
Maki nods before turning onto his side, reaching into his bedside drawer and pulling a small container out. He quickly squirts some onto his fingers and I spread my legs for him.
“Have you done this before?”
Maki touches my hole with his wet fingers and I suck in a sharp breath. His eyes are locked on my face, making sure everything feels good as he pushes in the first finger.
“No,” he whispers, kissing my lips once before pulling back. “Only on myself.”
My stomach swoops at the soft confession, my heart aching. I adore this man so fucking much. He’s so big yet so gentle with me. He tells me exactly what he’s thinking, exactly how he feels. I feel so incredibly lucky to have him.
“Jesus,” I hiss out as he pumps his finger in and out. I close my eyes, savoring the feeling. His fingers are so much longer than my own, reaching so much deeper. “You feel so good, Maki. Please. Another one. I can take it.”
Maki pushes in a second finger. I reach my hand up, gripping his bicep which is so toned it makes my mouth water with how badly I want to fucking bite him. My cock is wet with precum, making a mess of his jersey but that somehow only adds to how good this all feels.
“You take my fingers so well,” Maki says, his voice tinged with wonder. “You look incredible like this, spread out on my fingers, wearing my jersey.”
I whine as he pushes in a third finger, my hips starting to move of their own accord, chasing Maki’s fingers. My head is growing foggy with lust, the only thing I can think about is how much I adore Maki and how good he’s making me feel.
“Gods, Rin,” Maki breathes out, burying his face against the side of my neck.
I can feel his cock against my hip, hard and throbbing.
I can’t help but squeeze around Maki’s fingers with anticipation for the real thing.
“You have no idea how good you make me feel. Not just right now, but just knowing you. I am so glad that you are mine.”
The hand around Maki’s arm squeezes so tight I’m worried I might actually leave bruises. The alarm clock on Maki’s nightstand goes flying across the room, crashing against the wall. How I don’t instantly come just from his words is a mystery.
Maki’s body stills and he pulls away from my neck to look down at my face, his eyes wide.
“Sorry,” I whisper, covering my face with my hands. “Shit, I’m so sorry. I just got overwhelmed and my magic flared.”
Carefully, Maki pulls his fingers out of me and I whine, clenching around nothing. He wipes his fingers on the sheets before turning towards me and cupping my face.
“What has made you overwhelmed?”
I hold onto his wrist, staring up into his pretty hazel eyes.
“You,” I say softly. “The idea of being yours. I want that, Maki. Will you be my boyfriend?” He tilts his head to the side in a way that makes me grin.
His thick eyebrows scrunch up in confusion.
“You thought we were already, didn’t you? ”
“I did.”
“Okay then, I’m glad that’s settled,” I tell him, tugging him until he kisses me. I’m swept away in the kiss, my body warm from the top of my head to the toes of my feet.
Maki pulls away and moves, sitting with his legs stretched in front of him and his back against the headboard. He covers his cock with lube.
“Like this,” he says softly. “I want to hold you while I’m inside you.”
I make a strangled noise before following his instructions, straddling his lap. I pull the back of his jersey up enough to keep it out of the way as Maki holds his dick up for me. I sit down on it, slowly sinking. The moment his cock breaches my hole, we both make a broken noise of pleasure.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp out, overwhelmed by how big Maki feels as I sink down, lower and lower. I feel stretched beyond what I can take yet somehow, continue to take him nonetheless.
“Rin,” Maki says, his hands scrambling to hold onto me. One hand cradles the back of my head, the other grabbing at my hip. He pulls me down until our foreheads touch.
When my ass finally connects with his hips, we both let out a shaky breath, adjusting to the feeling. It’s so much yet not enough at the same time. I want Maki. I want all of him.
“Next time, I want to be on the receiving end,” Maki says, his breath hot as it fans against my face. “I want to feel you the same way. I want everything with you, Rin.”
That soft confession spurs me into action, sliding up until I’m almost completely off Maki’s cock before plunging back down.
We both whine, overwhelmed with pleasure.
I can feel sweat start to dot the back of my neck, caught by Maki’s jersey.
He warned me it would be sweaty but that only adds to the pleasure, being able to feel the sweat, being able to smell his musk.
Jesus, am I giving myself a jersey kink?
“You feel so good,” Maki tells me, his mouth finding the underside of my chin. “So good, Rin. I’m so glad I saved this for you. You mean so much to me.”
“Maki!”
“Yes,” he whispers, his right hand finally sliding under the jersey. He cups my ass, squeezing my cheek and forcing a whine to leave my throat against my permission. “That’s it. Keep going, Rin.”
Who knew that Maki would be the type of guy to talk ya through it? I’m not mad by this revelation.
“I’m already so close. You’re making me feel so good.”
“I’m close. Touch my cock, Maki. Please.”
“I’ve got you,” he breathes out, wrapping his hand around my dick through the jersey. Oh my gods. Fuck. Holy shit. It feels good, the material cold and soft against my throbbing cock. “Let yourself fall apart in my hand. I’ll catch you, Rin.”
I let my face fall forward against Maki’s shoulder. I bite down to muffle the little noises I’m making as I ride his thick cock. Maki is groaning as well, unashamed.
“I’m gonna come,” I murmur. “Fuck, Maki. I’m gonna come!”
“Let me see it,” he says in response. “Let go for me.”
I groan as my body lights up with pleasure, my muscles tensing. My cock throbs against Maki’s palm, covering my stomach and the inside of his jersey with my cum. Maki holds me through it, running his fingers over the back of my head as I keep my face pressed against his shoulder.
As I catch my breath, I can feel Maki still inside me, rock hard. I pull back. “Fuck me, Maki. I wanna feel you come inside me.”
“You’re not too sensitive?”
I shake my head, feeling warmth pool in my belly at Maki’s tender care. My breath is stolen from my lungs as he grips my ass in both hands, thrusting up into me.
“Fuck,” I gasp out as he fucks me hard and quick, chasing his pleasure. This is almost as good as him talking me through my orgasm.
“You feel incredible around me. So hot and tight, like you were made for me, Rin. You’re mine. Tell me. Please, Rin. Tell me you’re mine.”
I cup his face, doing my best to keep my eyes on him instead of allowing them to roll back in my head. I swallow before I start drooling. I might have just come but Maki hitting my prostate over and over still feels so goddamn good.
“I’m yours,” I tell him, ignoring the way my words are slurred. “I’m yours, Maki. All yours. No one else can have me. No one could ever fuck me this good. No one could make me feel the way you make me feel.”
Maki lets out a long groan, his hips finally stilling, holding me in place. I can feel him spill inside me, my ass flooded with warmth. I feel so thoroughly claimed. I feel so loved.
Maki pulls me into a kiss, his tongue sliding into my mouth. We hold onto each other almost desperately, coming down from our highs. Our kisses slowly morph from heated into something much softer, something filled with fondness instead of lust.
“I meant every word of that,” I say against Maki’s lips. “The things I feel for you? They’re really special, Maki.”
“It makes me happy to hear that, because I feel the same way.”
We stay like that for so long that Maki’s cock slips free of my hole, leaving us both wincing and wrinkling our nose. He picks me up and carries me to the bathroom, helping both of us get clean. He quickly rinses the inside of his jersey, murmuring about having it dry cleaned sometime this week.
When we get back into bed, we hold each other, my head resting on his strong chest. I listen to his heartbeat against my ear, allowing it to lull me into a deep and peaceful sleep.