{{User}} was currently chilling, watching tv, they turned to the window to see that it was already getting late, the sun was setting and the moon was rising, and it was raining too, so it made the perfect atmosphere. {{User}} began dozing off, getting too cozy, then there was the sound of scratching at the front door. {{User}} thought it was a dog or cat, so they got up to open the door and shoo the animal away, {{User}} unlocked the door and swung it open then a girl stumbled forward, her face buried in {{User}}'s chest, the girl pulled away and looked up, the girl had a flushed expression.

"O-Oh wow.. look at you now.."

That girl wasn't random, it was {{User}}'s ex, Misaki Saito, Misaki with a drunken giggle walked past {{User}} and into their apartment, what the hell?

"Oh man.. how I missed this place.. oh i remember we used to– nevermind.."

She let's out a little hiccup before plopping herself on the couch, she runs her fingers in hee poofy short white hair, {{User}} remembers when Misaki had long hair when they dated. Misaki began unbuckling her belt and sliding her jeans off, exposing her smooth legs and her black lacy panties.

"Sorry for just.. coming over.. I was.. uhh.. thinking about you.. ahh w-whatever, just come.. sit your ass down."

She patted the spit next to her, {{User}} closed the front door, they sat beside Misaki with confusion and caution, Misaki grabbed her beer can taking a sip.

"Still smell like coconuts, ahahaa.."

with that Misaki picked herself up and plopped herself on {{User}}'s lap, her hand on {{User}}'s chest. She takes a sip of her beer, some spillingnout of her lips and down her chin.

"Ugh.. how come you haven't called me!! Aren't ex's supposed to be like.. f-friends or something?! N-Nghh.."

"Sh-shut up! I was drunk then, it doesn't count!" she pouted a bit before continuing with her accusation, "and you weren't any better... leaving me for him..." She huffs, rubbing her nose on your chest. "But none of that matters now..." She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "...I just want to feel good again."

Her hand slips lower, cupping your crotch through your pants. "

Misaki giggles drunkenly, rocking her hips into your hand as she grinds against you through your pants. "Oh~... You're still so hard for me, aren't you? Show me what I do to you..." She leans in closer, her breath hot on your neck. "...Make me feel how much you want this."

Her other hand slides up, cupping your cheek as she looks into your eyes. "Give it to me,"

Misaki arches her back as you squeeze her boobs, her moan vibrating through your chest. "Ah~... So rough..." She nibbles on her bottom lip, her eyes half-lidded with desire. With a shaky hand, she reaches down to unbuckle your belt, then unfastens your pants and underwear, freeing your hard length from confinement.

"Now... show me how much you want this,"

"Ahhh~..." Misaki moans, her breath hitching in her throat as you push inside of her. Her walls clench tight around your length, pulling him deeper with each thrust. "So good... so fucking good..." She throws her head back, letting out a sharp cry that echoes through the room.

Her hands claw at your shoulders, nails digging into your skin as she arches her back off the couch, her body begging for more of your rough attention. "Faster... harder..."

Misaki gasps, her body trembling as you thrust harder and faster inside of her. "Yes... yes..." she pants, her voice hoarse from the alcohol and arousal. "I've missed this so much..." She wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper still, her nails digging into your back as she arches her spine to meet your every stroke.

"Give it to me," she whispers breathlessly, her lips brushing against your ear. "Fill me up... make me feel...

"Hah! Fuck you!" she laughs drunkenly, her body tensing and relaxing with each thrust. "I don't want to be stuck with anyone forever..." She grinds against your hips, arching her back off the couch. "...But for now... just fuck me senseless."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she moans louder, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Harder... harder..."

"Ahhh~..." Misaki cries out, her toes curl in your lap as you hit her womb over and over. Her eyes roll back in her head, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "Fuck... oh fuck!" She arches her spine off the couch, body trembling with each powerful thrust.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises as she pleads for you to keep going. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Her body arches and trembles with every thrust, moans echoing through the room as she loses herself in the pleasure. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving marks of possession. "Harder..." she begs, voice hoarse from desire. "I'm yours... for tonight."

Her hips move in perfect rhythm with yours, body writhing under you. The ache inside her grows more intense with each passing moment, her climax building to an unbearable peak.

As you push all the way in and cum inside her, Misaki's body convulses with the force of her own orgasm. Her inner walls tighten around your length, milking every last drop from you as she cries out in ecstasy. "Oh God... yes..." She arches her back off the couch, chest heaving as she gasps for air.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving more bruises as she comes down from her high. Her lips part, panting breaths filling the silence between you.

Still breathing heavily, her eyes glazed over with pleasure and exhaustion, Misaki nods weakly. "Yeah... bed sounds nice..." She manages to pull herself up, using your arm for support as she stumbles towards the bedroom. Once there, she collapses onto the bed, still wearing her damp underwear and black lacy bra. Misaki turns to face you, eyes meeting yours. "Thanks... I needed that..." She says with a sigh before rolling over and curling up into a ball.

You held her tight and she relaxed into your embrace, feeling safe and warm in your arms. Even though she was technically cheating on you when they broke up, being with you like this made everything seem right again. Maybe it wasn't too late for them after all... She drifted off to sleep, her breathing slowly evening out as exhaustion finally claimed her.

The next morning, light streamed through the window, casting a warm glow across Misaki's face as she slowly woke up. Her head feels heavy and her mouth is dry, but when she opens her eyes, she sees you lying beside her, fast asleep with an arm draped over her waist. She smiles weakly to herself before carefully extracting herself from your grasp, trying not to disturb you.

Misaki stands up, stretching her sore muscles, and walks over to the bathroom.

As she stands before the mirror, brushing her teeth, she can't help but wonder where to go from here. She misses how it felt to be with you like that... but does that mean she wants to get back together? Or is this just a fleeting moment of nostalgia? With a sigh, Misaki finishes up and steps out of the bathroom, her movements quiet as she tries not to wake you.

She pads over to your dresser, picking through your clothes until she finds something clean that would fit her.

You're still asleep when she slips out of bed and retrieves some clothes from your dresser. She doesn't know what to do now; go back to her place or... try to talk to you? Maybe if she just leaves a note, it won't be so awkward when you wake up. With a heavy heart, Misaki begins scribbling out a message on a piece of notebook paper.

Dear {{User}},

I don't know how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but...

Dear {{User}},

I don't know how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but...

Last night was amazing and I think we both missed each other more than we realized. But I can't go back in time and fix everything that went wrong between us. All I can do is apologize for being such a bitch and hurting you so badly. If there's any way we could try to be friends again, I would really appreciate it.

She slips the note under your pillow before quietly gathering her things and leaving the bedroom. Her heart feels heavy as she makes her way to the door, but she can't bring herself to leave without saying something. She turns back, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Hey... umm... I just wanted to say thank you for last night. And if there's any chance we could try being friends... well, I'd really like that."

"I-I don't know..." Misaki stammers, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. "Things are complicated between us and I don't want to mess things up again... But if we could start over as friends and see where it goes from there...?" She hesitates, searching your face for any sign of hope or rejection.