Outside the tinted window comes the night sky, exhibiting the dazzling pearls of bright stars. The midnight aura captivates you, like a soft whisper into your heart. It was a moment that felt perfect; the sentimental, romatic type of perfect.

Tonight you were on a date with Nanami at a drive-in cinema. Inside his car, the situation was insanely intimate, yet cozy. Nanami's arms were wrapped around you while you straddled on his lap. The air grew thick with tenderness, making you feel safe and warm against his chest. What drove you even crazier was his rich and sweet Burberry black cologne scent. Could this man get any hotter?

"

Harold, it's Bateman. Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer and so I think you should know ' I've killed a lot of people

," says the movie on the large screen.

You cradle onto Nanami's lap, feeling his tongue press against your lips, where you gladly allowed him to delve inside. It was a slow, yet sloppy kiss; every few seconds you'd separate with quick and shaky breaths. Your fingers run through his soft blonde locks and onto his nape.

Nanami adjusted the seat a little lower. You rub yourself against his crotch on purpose, making him smirk. A few moments later you pull away, revealing a thin line of saliva stretching in between. Just staring at him made your heart almost falter ' he looked so beautiful under this lighting.

Meanwhile, Nanami's hands follow the curves of your body and onto your ass. You inched closer to his face where you couldn't see much of his face except for his lips. "Nice skirt," he whispers, smirking.

"You said that like twenty times today," you giggled. "Do you like it that much?"

Nanami suddenly reaches under your skirt and grabs onto your ass with his cold hands, making you gasp in surprise. Your heartbeat accelerates, for you were nervous for the things that were about to go down.

As you got ready earlier, you planned to not wear anything under your skirt except for your underwear. Grinding against his crotch while kissing stimulated your walls, making you feel aroused and excited.

"I love it." Nanami mutters, his mouth trailing along your jaw until he hovered above your lips.

". . .

And I can't wait to fuck you in it

."

Immediately, and desperately, your lips cling onto his again. You kissed him so many times today that your lips almost felt sore. Nanami felt the same, but he wasn't a quitter. As you lost yourself in the moment, your hands come upon the zipper of his trousers. Everything felt so rushed, so quick. It sent wild tremors to your nerves, where you poised with expectation.

Nanami pulled his pants down to his thighs, where his hard cock rubbed against your folds. In between kisses, your moans and breath became staggered. The sensation of his cock filling your walls were all you needed to be right now. You pulled your skirt up and moved aside your underwear. Then, you mounted yourself on him slowly, allowing him to slide it in.

His cock pulses through your silky walls, causing you to throw your head back from the stimulation. Your thighs subtly tremble from how wide and deep he is inside you. Nanami pulls you closer to him and places your forehead on his. "Are you okay?" he whispers.

You give a nod. "We've done it before, remember? But. . . not this position. . ."

"I know." Nanami's hands went back on your ass, spreading it for you as you began to rock your hips. The edges of your skirt caress his sweater and naked thighs. Your walls envelop his cock, causing Nanami to pant heavily. He held onto your ass as you swirl your hips, thrusting yourself onto him.

Your eyes shut tightly as you were riding him, feeling the mind-blowing pleasure rush through your blood. Your mouth was wide open and your eyebrows furrowed. Nanami runs his hands through your chest and onto your bouncing breasts that stuck out over your tank top. "Fuck! Oh my god!" you moaned. "Na ' Nanami!"

With your hands thrown around his neck, you initiate another heated kiss. This time, Nanami began to thrust inside you, plundering your walls with such great speed it completely shattered you. Then, he grabs onto your neck as his tempo increased greatly. His cock began to ache. "

Fuck

, oh god," he grunted. "Come on, beautiful. I wanna hear more of you. '

'Shit! A ' ah! Fuck,

Nanami

! '

Hearing his own name from you like this made his stomach flutter. Every whimper, every scream, every movement. . . the more he hit the right spots, the more glorious sounds came out of you. As your neck was hovering over his lips, he took the chance to suck on your skin.

And from there, where you felt your pussy pulsate around his cock, your orgasm came in clutch, completely draining you physically. Nanami slid himself out of you as his cum dripped on the hem of your skirt. You collapse on his chest, breathing heavily.

"

There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable, and the insane, the vicious, and the evil. . . All the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it. . . I have now surpassed

," the movie on the large screen narrated.

Nanami held you again in his arms like you were cuddling with him. Your body, tired and drained, felt warmth. After awhile, he planting small kisses on the top of your head, making you smile.

'Round 2. . .? ' you suddenly ask, smirking.

'Damn ' already? '

'No. . . I meant in the morning. . . '

Nanami gazed down at your face, his expression softening every time he laid his eyes on you. He wiped the remaining tear residue on your cheek from earlier with his thumb and cupped your face.

'If you 're able to handle it, ' he winked.