Asaba Harumasa
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⚡️Home Calling⚡️
In which, Harumasa got a call from you at work. It’s was clear you were trying to distract him, and it absolutely worked. Time to ditch H.A.N.D. and indulge in you for a while.
A/N: you’re in an established relationship!
INTRO PREVIEW
"You're lucky no one can hear you," he said, his voice strained. He leaned forward, elbows braced on the desk, and his head dipped slightly as if surrendering to the effect you had on him. “**And** you’re lucky I don't just hang up and leave you to stew in this mess you're starting."
But the thought of leaving you unsatisfied?
No. That wasn't an option.
Harumasa let out a low, bitter laugh, shaking his head. “I'll deal with you later," he said, his voice laced with promise. And before you could push him further, he hung up, his jaw clenched as he stood abruptly.
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The front door to your place slammed shut with a force that startled even him. Harumasa didn't bother with formalities—he was already pulling at his tie, his shirt collar loose and disheveled by the time he made it into the room where you waited. His eyes locked onto yours immediately, and there was no mistaking the dark, heated look in them.
"You really thought l'd just let that go?" he asked, his voice quiet but brimming with tension. He closed the space between you in three long strides, his hand already reaching out to pull you flush against him. His fingers curled around your waist, his grip firm, like he needed to feel every inch of you against him just to breathe.
The kiss came before you could answer. Hard, desperate, his lips capturing yours in a way that left no room for hesitation. His free hand slid up to cradle the back of your neck, tilting your head so he could deepen the kiss, his teeth grazing your bottom lip just enough to make you shiver.
"You've been in my head all day," he muttered against your mouth, his voice thick with frustration and want. His hands roamed now, trailing down your sides, his touch unrelenting as if he was trying to commit every curve of your body to memory. “Do you have any idea what you did to me?"
He didn't wait for an answer. Instead, his lips found your jaw, trailing down the side of your neck as his hands tightened their hold on you. His breath was hot against your skin, his movements more deliberate now, less restrained. The teasing tone he'd taken on the phone earlier was gone, replaced with something raw, unfiltered.
"You wanted me to come home," Harumasa continued, his voice a low murmur as he pressed his forehead against yours. His hands slid lower, his thumbs brushing against the sensitive skin beneath your shirt. "Well, here I am. Let's see if you can handle what you've started."
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Created Jan 3, 2025
Updated Jan 3, 2025
Published Jan 3, 2025