I’m Not as Young as You Think I Am ~ Wataru Asahina x Reader (Part 4)

*Three Years Later..*

About two years ago I left to study abroad. Finally getting a break, I decided to head home for a while. My first stop is the Asahina household, where I'm being allowed to stay for now. It has been so long since I've been in this city, and the butterflies in my stomach show no mercy as I approach the familiar door. It isn't too strange for me to be back here, I've often gotten to video chat with them in my free time. Our relationship is still strong, and I'm still friends with all of them. But Wataru, I'm not so sure where our relationship is now. He talks to me every time I call and still constantly professes his feelings and all, but it's been two years since I left. He's thirteen now, and has definitely grown, though it doesn't appear much like it when you only talked over a phone screen.

I knock and soon hear someone running towards the door. Everyone seems to be excited to see me, but I pass by the few boys who are home, my eyes gazing around for the boy. "Where's Wataru?" I ask.

"He's at school right now, but he should be heading home now though," Masaomi answers.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so dumb," I slap my forehead. "I'll just head over and get him."

Rushing out the door and towards the school, I scan the crown for a head of pink. My eyes brighten as they landed on him. I notice students eyeing me up and down as the boy walks this way. His eyes light up when he sees me, running at me to leap into a hug. He nearly won't let go until I coax him out of it. He then yanks me towards home. "I can't wait to tell the others you're here!" He exclaims.

"Actually, Wataru.. they already know.." He comes to a halt, giving me a pout. I kiss his forehead, reassuring him that if I had known he was at school then I would have come here first.

Once inside, he quickly greets everyone before tugging me up the stairs. "Let's go play in my room!" He shouts, fairly innocently. The others just nod without another thought.

I sit down on his bed, eyes gazing around the familiar pastel-colored room. Wataru closes the door behind him, letting out a sigh. He crawls up into my lap, "No one can disturb us now," he whispers, pressing his lips against mine. I smirk, kissing the boy back. My fingers entangle in his soft, pink locks. He bites down roughly on my lip, to which I grant his entrance. His tongue hungrily fighting mine as we both get lost in this sweet moment. "I missed you," he whispers, pulling away.

"Me too," I manage to get out without a stutter. I slam our lips back together, pinning him down on the bed. My palm rubs along his erection as I crawl into his lap. Grinding against him to get some friction.

He groans, wrapping his arms around my neck to pull himself up as he places kisses all along my collar. His lips like a vacuum, suck roughly on the skin leaving marks that won't disappear before we do this again. The boy's hands trail up and under my shirt, messing with my bra.

I sit up in his lap, lifting up my shirt so he can get the contraption off. His fingers fondle my breasts, cupping the soft mounds to feel them up. He playfully teases my nipples as the child entertains himself. Though I shiver at his touch, I find it quite enjoyable.

Swirling his tongue around my bud, he begins to suck roughly on it as it softens in this lips. He bites down causing me to moan as he massages my other breast in his hand. I can feel his member grinding into my p*ssy and dig my nails into his back as I try and shuffle more against him.

Wataru shoves me down so he could get on top, getting on his knees so he could pull out his member. It springs up, causing him to blush as he wraps his legs around my waist. I squeeze my tits around him watching excitedly as he thrusts between the two mounds. His fingers grope at my breasts as he quickens his pace before squirting onto my face. "You know this is a good look for you," he purrs, brushing a gentle hand along my cheek. "I like it."

He moves down to my legs, fingers working quickly at my (pants/skirt) until I'm completely naked under him. "You're so pretty, (y/n)," he whispers, shoving two fingers inside me. Then just as quickly as they went in he pulled them out, stretching the sticky substance between his fingers, "You're this wet already?" He asks, smirking down at me. He licks along my labia before inserting his tongue at my entrance. I dig my fingers through his hair, letting out soft moans as he laps at my walls.

A feel that knot turning in my stomach but he pulls away causing me to pout. Instead he grabs my legs, slowly entering me. The boy places kisses all along my chest, and I hug onto him as he thrusts, biting down on my lip so I don't scream out and attract the others as he quickens his pace. He pulls out, seeming to be annoyed by this. "Why'd you stop?" I whine, wanting to feel him f*ck me already.

"Why don't you get on your knees for me," he asks, but it's more of a demanding tone. I do so as he grips my hips and slams back into me. I dig my fingers into the sheets as he pounds into me again, trying to keep quiet except for the moans that can't help but slip out.

He cums again, and plops down next to me. I cling onto his waist. Grabbed his base, I lick along the length before taking him into my mouth. He lets out a chuckle, running a hand through my (h/c) locks. "You look so cute, gagging on my d*ck," he purrs. I blush, pulling him from my lips so I can speak. "What is it?"

"Can we do another round?" I plead.