breaking point | daichi x fem!reader
warnings: 18+ minors dni, reader is a tease, penetration, unprotected sex,
daichi was a gentleman through and through, but there was only so much teasing and innuendos that he could deal with before he snapped.
you, his pretty little college classmate who’d insisted they needed tutoring, didn’t hide your crush on him. if it was just that, though, then it wouldn’t have been so bad. no, you wanted to see him snap, to watch daichi lose his shit.
you’d heard of how scary he can get from other students, his friends even, and you’ve seen how driven he is during the few volleyball matches you’d been able to attend.
you weren’t even sure of the reason why you wanted him to lose his composure.
maybe it was because he’d never snapped at you. he took your flirting and dirty comments in his stride, often replying with a raised brow or an amused smile. your especially good lines sometimes got a combination of both and you couldn’t deny that he had your panties dampening.
well, he hadn’t snapped until now.
your usual study spot at the library was a no go as it’d been closed for a random club meeting and at your disappointed face, sad that you wouldn’t get to spend time with daichi, he offered up his dorm room.
he didn’t think that you’d go straight in with the flirting, he thought you’d at least sit down before opening your mouth. but you couldn’t help yourself.
there was a mirror that he had near his dorm room and as he neatened up the shoes that you’d both removed, you stared at the reflection with a grin. “i’m shorter than you, maybe you should put some inches in me.”
honestly, you expected an eyebrow raise for that one.
daichi blames his actions on the fact that you were both in the privacy of his dorm room. there wasn’t any chance of being interrupted by a librarian or another student.
you were caught of guard when he sidled up behind you, grabbed you by the squish of your hips and nudged his nose up the shell of your ear to whisper, “put some inches in you? i don’t think you could handle it.”
your eyelids fluttered at that, gaze trained on his in the mirror. you tried to turn yourself around, whimpering when he held you in place, a firm hand now cupping your jaw to keep your head still.
the grind you pushed into his stiffening cock had him shoving you forward, your hands just barely bracing against each side of the mirror frame as he freed himself from the confines of his jeans. you’d decided then and there, as he flipped up your skirt and yanked your panties to the side so that he could press the engorged head of his cock to your weeping cunt, that you needed to invest in more skirts.
“all your teasing… pretty girl.” he gritted his teeth as he sunk into you, watching your face as your jaw went slack and eyes rolled back the further in he went. “you really thought that you’d get away with it?” his fingers bit into your ass as he bottomed out, holding himself deep as he rolled his hips, his thick cock stirring up your insides.
your stuttered moan had him grinning and sliding a hand to your throat so that he could pull you up towards him and nip at the back of your neck
“time to put your money where your mouth is, baby.”