any r&b/soul lovers out there? cuz pretty wings came on while i was writing this and i just about diedddd ahhh my shuffle already knowsss

anyway, this chapter takes a turn and it's definitely because of that song 😩🥴

**Y/n POV**

I swirled my drink around, my heart crashing against my chest, "So her name was Jun?"

Not that he owed me a damn thing. We weren't together, he was free to date or be with whoever. But knowing that doesn't make it any easier to hear.

"I thought I could move on," he spoke slowly, his eyes glued to me while I stared at the floor. "But I realized literally everything I was doing was for you."

"It wasn't fair to her, so I ended it. After a week or two, that's when I decided I needed to see if I could give this one more chance. So I reached out to Aiko and the protectors."

I tried to fight the smile back because I thought it was hilarious he wasn't actually concerned with a truce, he was just trying to see me.

Cute. Reckless and a little irresponsible given his position, but cute.

"Who you dated really isn't any of my business, but I do have plenty of other concerns."

"Like what?" he asked as his thumb stroked across my hand.

"Well, like if you still have that obnoxious, codependent friendship with Gojo."

"Damn..." he muttered out.

I knew it was a little harsh, but it was the truth.

"I'm not interested in playing games with you Suguru. So I'm not going to hold back. If you want to talk about us, we have to talk about all of this."

"No, no, you're right. I mean, Satoru, he's still my best friend..." he trailed off, and I had to keep my facial expressions in check because what I really wanted to do was gag and roll my fucking eyes.

"What's that look for?" he asked me. Apparently I wasn't hiding my emotions as well as I thought I was.

"What look?"

"You still hate him?"

"Mm, no," I shook my head. "That one's not my fault. He hates me, and you let him treat me like shit."

I could tell he was getting frustrated as he let go of my hand and began to rub his neck, his jaw tightening a bit.

He sighed, "Do you remember what I said last time we saw each other?"

"You'll have to be more specific," I mumbled before taking a sip of my liquor. Honestly, that conversation in Flores was etched into my memory.

"I think my biggest regret is telling you that I didn't want to choose," his voice was barely audible as he spoke. "The dumbest fucking thing I could've said."

"Because I want you, Y/n. And if Satoru can't accept that, then I'll still choose you."

I was glad he remembered that because I think that's what hurt me the most. And the fact that he realizes it, it meant the world to me.

"I don't want you to have to lose your best friend..." I mumbled out. I mean Gojo sucks, but I'm not a monster.

"Me either," he muttered. "But you're right. He's been the problem, not you."

I tried to hide it, but I couldn't. A smile quickly formed on my face. I was just so fucking relieved that he realized it. Finally.

"Don't look too happy," he teased.

"I'm sorry," I couldn't help but to laugh now. "But this almost feels too good to be true."

He smiled as he grabbed my hand again, holding it tightly, "I know it took me so long Y/n, but I mean it. I'm all in on you, and I'm ready to do anything to prove it."

"Anything huh?" I licked my lips as I looked at him.

I probably shouldn't do this, but I was a few drinks in, and he always looks so damn good.

He grabbed the glass from my hand, setting it down on the coffee table before leaning over towards me.

"Anything," he whispered as his hand lightly cupped my face.

I carefully closed the distance between us, feeling chills rush across me as the warmth of his lips met mine. His tongue tasted a tint of alcohol, but I loved how soft it felt.

The way it gently brushed against mine, I couldn't hold back anymore. I quickly pushed him back against the couch, straddling myself over him as our mouths stayed connected.

I moved my hands wildly through his hair as we continued to kiss, clearly trying to make up for missing each other so deeply. I bit his lip lightly before pulling back to catch my breath, his yearning eyes gazing into mine.

"Y/n," he whispered softly as he held my face. "I don't want to rush this at all if it's going to only push you away. I want you for the long run, and I can't let myself ruin that."

I smiled at him, inching my face closer to his, "Suguru."

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

His eyes widened, immediately pulling me in for a tight hug. I was surprised he hadn't cried yet since we started talking about everything, but I felt his gentle tears hit the skin of my shoulder.

"I never thought I'd hear you say those words again," he mumbled out, squeezing around my waist even tighter.

"Y/n," he pulled apart and held my face in his hands, his eyes staring deeply into mine. "I love you too. I never stopped. I-I'm just so sorry. I know I don't deserve you."

"I don't want to think about the past Suguru. I just want to think about the future, our future."

He smiled brightly at me, "Our future... I love the sound of that."

I smiled back before leaning in again, and it didn't take long before we were lost in each other's touch. My hips began to move into him as we kissed, making it impossible to think about anything other than him.

His hands explored everywhere. I let them touch the bare skin underneath my shirt before he gripped onto my hips. It took only moments before he was completely hard.

I pulled back, slowly lifting my dress over my head, leaving myself completely exposed.

"You're so fucking perfect," he muttered as he stared and moved his hands across my bare body.

He reached around to unhook my bra when I stopped him, "Mm-mm, your turn first."

He smirked before lifting his arms up, letting me removed his shirt before tossing it to the floor.

I moved my mouth to his neck, pressing his tongue into the skin before sucking. He let out a soft groan as I bit him into him, not wasting another second to rip off my bra.

"Someone's eager," I teased as I continued to kiss him.

He chuckled, "You have no idea."

His hands found their way to my ass, grabbing it and pushing her further onto him as I kept kissing him everywhere. I made my way back to his lips, kissing him slowly now before pausing and looking into his eyes.

I lifted myself up off him so I could pull down my underwear, letting him slide down his pants at the same time.

I carefully straddle back over him and rested my forehead on his, both of us breathing heavily as we stared at each other.

I couldn't believe how much I was throbbing for him. It felt like my whole body was on fire. I needed him more than I had ever needed anything.

"Let me remind you that I'm the best you'll have ever have," I whispered as I moved my hands down, grabbing onto his throbbing cock before beginning to stroke it.

"Fuck," he groaned as he dug his fingers into my flesh, his eyes closing as I rubbed him against me.

I smiled to myself as he began to moan, his body already shaking in anticipation.

"Come on Suguru, you know I like it when you use your words," I stroked my thumb across his lips as I stared at him. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Y-yes," he breathed out.

"Yes?" I growled into his ear before biting down on his sensitive skin. "You'll have to do better than that."

"Ahh," he let out another moan. "Y/n. Please. Fuck me. I need you."

I immediately yanked back his hair, causing his head to jerk back. His eyes were hooded with lust, a hungry desire for me. His mouth was parted open slightly, a small bit of drool escaping.

"Good boy," I praised him.

"Oh fuck Y/n," he called out as I slowly slid myself down on top of him for the first time in years. It was even better than I remembered, and with the his face twisted up in pleasure, I knew he was feeling the same way. 

It took me a moment to adjust to him fully, but as soon as I did, I couldn't get enough. He gripped down on my thighs, digging his fingers into my flesh as I rode him.

"Such a nice dick baby," I praised out as our bodies smashed together. "No one's ever made me wet like you do."

I had honestly never felt this type of high with anyone else. I really didn't have to think about anything, my body knew exactly what to do when it came to him.

It was more than just sex with him, it always had been. I lost myself fully whenever we were together. I didn't feel like we were two different people, but that we were one. I loved it. Every part of me craved him.

I grabbed down on his shoulders as I moved quicker, riding him roughly now, using him to get to my climax. I let my head fall back, my eyes slamming shut as the sensation took over my body.

His grunts and groans were getting louder as he spewed out profanities, begging me to keep going.

"Y/n," he moaned out as I felt his cock twitching inside me, pulsing as it neared completion. "Fuck it feels so good. The best," he whimpered out.

I yanked his head back, my hands tangled in his hair, "Look at me when you tell me I'm the best."

"Y/n I've never been fucked like this. Y-your pussy is the best," he whined, trying to keep his eyes to stop from rolling back in pleasure. "You're the fucking best."

"Good boy," I smiled as I leaned in to kiss his neck, marking him as my own. Maybe it was the tipsyness, or maybe it was just me letting out a new side, but I needed everyone to know he's mine.

"Please don't stop," he begged me as he pushed me back into his neck for more. "F-Fuck me harder."

"Anything for you my love," I smirked proudly as I pushed myself to ride him even harder, loving how out of control he was, spewing lewd noises, drooling and shaking as he held onto me tightly.

He was all mine, and we both knew it.

"Y/n, ahh, I'm gonna cum."

I closed my eyes as I got ready for him to finish, almost at my own peak too. I really couldn't believe it felt this fucking good.

"Fuck baby," he yelled as I felt him release, a mess as he marked inside me, and I was right there with him. Everything around me faded, my body refusing to stop until my high finished completely.

His entire body was trembling with pleasure, and my legs weakened as I slid him out of me, instantly collapsing my body onto his as we both tried to get our breathing under control.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling into my chest as I held him. I lightly scratched his back, resting my head on top of his. His body always fit so perfectly with mine.

"That was so amazing," I whispered, smiling as he squeezed me tighter.

"Absolutely perfect."

After a moment, I lifted his head up to look at me, carefully caressing his face, his eyes soft and satisfied as he stared at me. They were so breathtaking, and I knew I didn't want to go another day without looking into them.

I gave him a gentle kiss, smiling as we pulled apart.

"Will you stay the night with me?" he asked.

"Mm, I'll stay with you every night if you want," I teased as I began to leave soft kisses across his face.

I watched as the cutest blush hit his cheeks, closing his eyes as he smiled and let me continue to kiss him.

"Come on you softie," I laughed as I got up, holding out my hand to help him up.

"Hmm? And where are we going?" he asked as his eyes wandered down my body.

I licked my lips as I watched him start to get hard again, "Wherever your bed is."

"Is that right?" he chuckled as he stood next to me, pulling me into a hug.

"I haven't seen you in years and you thought I'd be satisfied after one round? You're smarter than that, Suguru."

He put his hand underneath my chin, gently tilting my head up to look at him, "Y/n."

"Yes my love?" I asked in a flirty voice.

"I'm so glad you came home to me."

I smiled as I looked into his eyes, feeling my heart growing full once again. This man, if only he knew how deep my love flowed for him.

"Me too, Suguru."

I didn't want to hide from it or deny it any longer, we belong together. And that's all I wanted. One last chance. I think we'll get it right this time.

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i was asked what i thought y/n looked like, and i tried to make the story so you could imagine her how you want, but if you are also curious...

this is the artwork i've been using as my reference as i write. not mine, and idk who the artist is, but she's pretty af.