AOA's ONESHOT COLLECTION

*2:00am*
"Every single fucking day?" Mina spat angrily. I was too scared to answer her. When she was in this state of anger, she is probably thinking about strangling me right here. "Do you have to go out and smoke and drink at the bar everyday?" she yelled again staring me down. I gulped knowing I couldn't "win" this one. I fucked up the good flow of our relationship once again. I didn't answer her question that is seemingly not rhetorical, not wanting to piss her off even more after my shameful actions at the bar earlier. "You know what? I'm done." she said in a suprisingly emotionless voice after the explosion of anger she hurled at me. "What?!" I said. "You can't leave!" I tried calling after her. She strode to the door, wrapping her hands around the doorknob, the image so sad that there will subsequently be a burning reminder of this eternally stitched in my subconscious. "Bye." she said emphasizing the sad sense lurking in the air. "Please stay. I'll stop smoking, I swear!" I cried pulling her to me. She stepped back in sudden disgust in me wiping her hands on the shirt I bought her to higlight her disgust of me. "That is ironic because you said this after every fight we have had." she said with a cock of her head. Then, she turned on her heels towards the door. "Oh and I intend to make this fight our last." she said. Tears rolled down my cheeks no matter how hard I tried to hold them back. The memories of her surfaced from the back of my mind. Happy ones. Sweet ones. The ones I wanted to last forever. Our first kiss, first date, our first everything. Everyone told us we were meant to be based on the way we acted with each other and I'd just smile at that. No girl would ever make me feel the way she does. "Please don't go." I whispered. She ignored me and continued to the door. "Don't go." I said shakily. She continued to ignore my sadness expressed in few words.
I knew I couldn't change her desicion to leave me but I just needed her one last time, just one more memory of our relationship before it perishes into utterly nothing. "Stay one more night, please. Just once more." I said shakily grabbing onto her shoulder. Before she could refuse, I pressed her back on the wall kissing her roughly, just the way she liked. I pressed my tongue against her closed lips as if I were "asking" for entrance in her mouth with my tongue. She opened her mouth a little giving me enough access to her mouth just to slip my tongue inside her mouth. I planned to taste every inch of her body because of the single fact that I would probably never see her again, let alone touch her. I kissed her whole-heartedly with sad lust filling my eyes at the fact that I will never pleasure her again. I stared into her beautiful golden brown orbs knowing it was a waste to just leave her like that. I would just ignore her complaints, me never showing her affection or "treating her like a princess", not even hugs. Only drugs and alcohol were on my mind that fogged the thought of who really mattered. I completely took advantage of her forebearing attitude towards me. Forgiving me everytime I went back to my addiction again, it took a lot for her to give up on me. I really deserved this. I was a such a bastard.
My hands slowly travelled up under the hem of her shirt gliding the cloth up her stomach stopping at the cups of her bra savoring the feeling of her soft skin at my fingertips. My hands then crawled over to her bra clasp gently scraping her collarbone along the way. Freeing her mounds from her simple, black bra, I attacked the soft flesh making her uncontrollably scream my name grabbing fistfuls of my hair. I continued playing with her breasts until she was writhing in frustration because of the fact that her shirt was in the way of me having full access to her breasts. "Take it off dammit!" she screamed put my hands at the hemline of her shirt. "Slow down babe." i said with a chuckle hoping I could enlighten the mood even if that I couldn't change her decision on leaving me. "Don't call me babe. I'll be leaving by tomorrow anyways." she muttered harshly in between her breathy pants. The little laugh that I had a few moments ago left my system leaving me sadder than before. I resolved to just pleasuring her instead of trying to "talk her up' to changing her mind. "As you wish," I mumbled inwardly kicking her shirt to the side.
I locked my lips over a nipple lightly sandwiching it between my teeth while looking at her face, eyes closed, lips parted slightly. It was so tempting to kiss her once more so I rose from my kneeling position to capture her pink, parted lips. Then, kneeled again face level to her chest and began to play with her breasts again.
I drew a line of salvia with my tongue from the downfall of her breast to the trim of her pants, letting my tastebuds collide with her skin. Her eyebrows furrowed and she licked her dry lips impatiently for more. I didn't keep her waiting any longer and dragged off her pants along with her underwear to find that she was wet.
Very wet.
I found this to my liking and dragged her panties in a tortuously slow pace in contrast to me stripping off her clothes in the lash of a whip. "Why are you teasing me all of a sudden?" She asked, trying to remove my fingers from her panties so she could pull them off herself. I looked up at her with a confused expression wondering why she wanted it so bad yet she practically hates my guts. Just a few minutes ago, she extended her anger on forbidding teasing verbally behind the repusle of me trying to enlighten the mood filled with annoyance. Her needs were hard to perceive. "Just fuck me already." She groaned pulling me to stand up only to kiss my lips for herself.
I threw away my plans on pleasuring her with my fingers and slammed into her making us both groan as waves of pleasure and pain engulf us into a intoxicated high that we would never come down from. Snapping my hips, I pounded into her harder, pushing her face harshly against the wall. Animalistical noises came from my mouth roughly pulling on her hair. My lips brushed over her ears letting my breath tickle her earshells. My hands raked at her long, black locks. Animalistic noises erupted from our throats simultaneously. "Harder!" she cried grinding her hips into my mine. At that, I pulled out and thrusted back into her making her cry out in pleasure.
She began to coil tighter around my cock, squeezing at my softening flesh. I growled and rocked my hips faster, rhythmically pulling my hips into her. "Mmm... I'm close" she husked in a hushed tone. I groaned in agreement before pulling out and lifting her into my arms. Ignoring her whines of protest against my neck, I carried her upstairs to my room before tossing her onto my bed.
As soon as she landed on my sheets, I positioned myself at her entrance and entered reaping a sharp inhale from my lips. I pressed my palms around her head moving faster inside her. The bed creaked and moaned along with our movements until it gave out.
I couldn't tell Mina that I was close, I came too quick. Warm seed filled her insides and filling my desires so that I was satisfied. I took one last look at Mina, the girl u went crazy for. Hair splayed out on the cotton pillow, lips slightly parted, eyes heavy lidded. She was the most beautiful she could ever be at this moment. Too bad I couldn't have that. And in despite of that intense moment of eye contact, I slumped over tiredly, immediately falling asleep with a light snore without a subconscious at all. I wanted to apologize, beg her for more forgiveness only to know that it took her a lot to give up. To give up on me.
The next morning, she was gone as she promised, no where to be seen, not even her clothing for only her scent to be left behind. Her scent laced in the atmosphere, the image of her fogging my mind, I could even hear her signature laugh. Cute and Bubbly. I missed her.
I inhaled her scent knowing I was about to cry my guts out in pure scorn of my acts. Immediately, tears sprang around my eyes and one single droplet freed itself from my eyelashes and fell. All the memories of us replayed over and over again in my mind reminding me of what I did last night leaving a scar on both of us. Both of us hurt, both of us sad, and it was all my falt. More tears fell on my bare thigh skin as the memories flooded to me. She was always an angel to me, being worrysome over me, always showing me she loves me, letting things go even when I deserved to be ashamed. In short, this angelic girl was always understanding me when there was nothing to be understood, just incompetence. She needed someone who takes care of her the same way she does, loves her the way she does. Mina was better off without me.
I looked over to my dresser to see that they were open and looked like someone fished through them. Mina had already taken all her clothes back (we planned to live together). I closed my eyes hoping it wasn't true, it was just a dream.
Leaning over in a sad hunch, I whispered to myself,
"I'll never be happy..."
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Notes

That was my cringe worthy straight smut, this is my first smut writing collection so go easy on me ^-^