he stops his walk throughout the hall to raise his eyebrow as he turns around and takes sight of the girl.
“ what’cha need, runt .ᐣ ”
more of an aggravated response than a question; clearly he wasn’t fond of being interrupted.
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her stomach as she sweetly called out, her tail started to wag slowly. god how much assignments did he miss? it’s nearly up to her collar !
“ k .. kenji—- cccould you uh. . erm, wait up a second! “
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his eyebrow raises a bit as he takes the bento into his hand, noticing how it was carefully wrapped as he speaks up.
“ ya’ want me to have this .ᐣ ”
he asks, unsure how to respond.
“ thanks, ya’ shouldn’t have.. ”
she was the one who always told him about chasing his dreams and aspirations, to work hard for what he wants, that if he does that, good things will come to him.
well he’s a fuck up, a big fuck up —— but the one thing he’s working
hard for and chasing after, is her affection. he can feel it, can’t she .ᐣ there’s something between them, something that exploring even one time in secret would be worth chasing.
he’s only practicing what she preached, he’s not letting
she should know playing hard to get is only gonna make him work harder for her affection. studies are one things, but he’s always had his sights on her.
his parents .ᐣ which ones .ᐣ the ones that beat and bruised him .ᐣ or one of
he’s just a few months off being an adult, he’s far from childish. a man keeps a promise made, and he intends to keep his.
he’ll woo’ her over, save her from her otherwise lame ass husband.
he even got her a new vase, gorgeous for
he’s more of a man than that prick and she knows it —— he’s hurt she’d still consider him a tyke after all this time.
besides, she told him when he was older he could marry her, he hasn’t forgot such claims made to him when he was
taken aback by her embrace he flinches before beginning to draw back —— he has a reputation to maintain, he can’t be all soft for her now .ᐟ
a gift, for scum like him .ᐣ
she’s in ( bad ) hands with him around, escorting her away from the noise of the party to do just that.
come on, he’s known her since he was a little boy. he loves her far more than that pathetic excuse for a husband.
he can treat her right, he knows he can.
his hand reaches down, slowly yanking the used condom off —— the last bit of protection that prevented the delinquent from abusing her cervix until she was impregnated.
letting it hit the floor, his hands go back to gripping those thick
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thus she spreads her thighs open again and nods, whimpering pathetically as she tries not to watch.
“t—take it ,, take it off...” she murmurs, dropping the phone.










