Farewelling kissgate

It’s kinda unbelievable to Erik that it’s already the holidays, one more spring/summer semester, and he’s in his last year of college. He’s not sure he wants his third and final year to be as eventful as this one.

He walks under the setting sun, enjoying the last of the chilly air. Spring approaches, and Summer soon after. In his younger years, he was much more of a winter enjoyer, but with the influence of Vi, and specifically the bikinis she likes to wear now… Well. He can appreciate summer a little bit more.

It’s been a while since he did this. A walk just for his own enjoyment. He likes to stay busy most of the time, whether that’s gaming, studying, or being with Vi; it’s nice to just exist in the world for a bit.

He pauses, looking out at the sunset over the distant city.

But with this solitude, his thoughts inevitably turn to serious problems. The issue of what comes after college…

He barely works the bartending job as it is, not even because of Maki, but that’s been a good excuse to avoid it. The real issue is that he doesn’t know what to do with this business degree. It seemed so obvious, so generic, something that could fit into any business.

But what is he passionate about?

Vi?

He laughs. The warm sun cascading onto his face. The thought of being a model like her crossed his mind, or just to be her manager… But she hasn’t needed a manager so far so why would that change in the future…

He supposes that the bigger she gets, the more offers she would get, she could branch away from Blake…

‘She would be too busy partying and advertising herself… She may need that extra support.’

“Yeah, right.” He chuckles the model idea being way too funny, hands in his pockets, the sombreness quickly returning to douse his laughter.

It’s something he genuinely needs to consider. Vi’s dad already isn’t a fan of him. He and Vi both know (despite her refusal to acknowledge the fact) they can’t avoid him forever. Erik has to meet him soon. Probably this year, given how he’s been calling, insisting on her visit, and threatening her.

He can't show up with a) no job, and b) no career idea or prospect. He groans, closing his eyes in thought.

He’ll have to ask Mrs Revers for career advice; a professor is a respectable career path, after all? It’s not going to provide generational wealth, but it means that he and Vi will live comfortably.

Vi’s dad… Joseph. Erik is fearful of what will happen when they meet. Not in the way that he’ll break them up or something; Erik is secure that Vi will push back or outright refuse… Even if she gets weird with her dad.

But going back to her hometown… Her two ex-boyfriends… Well. One. She doesn’t really count the early school ‘boyfriend’. But the latter boyfriend? He doesn’t even know her name, she doesn’t really seem to be a fan of the topic. And that Johan guy… Vi’s best friend before Ari, the childhood romance that never happened. Rich, like her family, and apparently Joseph is a big fan.

Erik is drawn out of his thoughts by the sensation of his phone vibrating against his leg.

“Hey Vi! Another call, is this a new thing?” He asks teasingly.

She laughs on the other end, “I didn’t even realise. No, no, I just couldn’t be bothered typing, so I used the voice-to-call feature thing!”

“Oh, amazing.” He chuckles. “Well, I won’t complain regardless; I like hearing your voice.”

“Ooh, charmer.” She giggles. “How about seeing me? You like doing that too?”

“I guess I could be convinced.”

She laughs again. “Okay, come over then!” Her voice lowers an octave. “I’m all alone right now.”

She hangs up.

He takes one last look at the setting sun.

“Doom thoughts can wait for a little while.”

The door swings open; Vi is wearing an oversized hoodie… That’s it. And she still looks overwhelmingly sexy.

She jumps into his arms and kisses him tenderly. “I missed you!”

Erik catches her as she hooks her legs behind his back. “Me too. Feeling good?”

She nods against him, kicking the door closed as he takes a few steps in, carrying her in his arms.

He drops her onto the bed, and she giggles as she bounces. Sitting up, she looks at him sideways, patting the bed next to her. “You eat before coming?”

Erik replies sheepishly, “I assumed we would get takeout.”

She grins, “Trying to fatten me up or something? New fetish?”

“That’s a fetish?” He asks innocently.

She nods, “Nora told me about it. Feeding or something?”

Erik grimaces and then considers it for a moment, “Wait… Lowkey, will it make your tits bigger?”

She slaps his arm, biting her lip, suppressing a grin. She shakes her head, falling back on the bed, her lingerie purple panties sticking out beneath the hoodie.

That’s a bit…

He falls next to her, grinning at her.

She looks at him teasingly. “What?”

He shrugs. “Nothing. Can’t I look at my girlfriend?”

She rolls her eyes and slides onto her side, caressing his face; she leans in and kisses him again.

“How did you know?” She asks, inching closer so her thighs are pressing against his.

“I always know.”

She giggles, kidding him again, caressing his chest. “Mhmmm. Lucky me then.”

She straddles him, pushing him onto his back, her legs locking him in as she pushes her lips into his, lingering each time before adjusting, her tongue finding his in a lewd wet dance.

“I love you.” She breathes into his mouth, sitting up on him, grinding her hips softly down.

“I love you too.” He replies, holding her thighs tenderly.

“And…” She says, scooting backwards and off the bed, sliding her jumper off. A simple, barebones purple lingerie set. “I’m sorry.”

He sits up. “Sorry? What?”

His heart thumps nervously.

“For that whole thing with Sai.”

He scoffs, standing up to hold her. “Babe… I told you, it’s fine. I’m surprised you’re still thinking about it.”

She shakes her head. “I need to repay you.”

“You already did.” He reminds her.

She shakes her head again. “Properly.”

The bathroom door unlocks and Ari steps out in a matching simple set of lingerie, just in green instead of purple.

“Thought you were going to cuck me there for a second.” The petite woman says, stepping over and slapping her friend's ass.

She peers up at Erik, “Sup, big dicked cuck.”

She reaches for his sweatpants, pushing her hand firmly against his hard dick.

“Vi?”

Vi finds words are no longer necessary, dragging Ari down with her; she pushes Ari onto her knees, squatting beside her, and looks up with a sultry expression.

She grabs his track pants and yanks them down, his cock falling forward and slapping onto Ari’s face.

“Fucking finally.” Ari groans, taking him between her lips, flexing in the presence of Vi and taking him down all the way, her lack of a natural gag reflex meaning that there is no resistance for him, her throat stretching easily to accommodate him.

“Ooooh Fuck!” Erik groans, the sensation coming in so quickly and hot that his brain didn’t have time to really catch up.

Vi this time doesn’t join in, instead her role, apart from being eye candy, is to grab a handful of Ari’s hair and control her pace, pulling her head back to the tip, Ari swirling her tongue and drooling onto his length before being forced down all the way, holding her nose close to Erik’s lower navel.

The lack of air caused her to choke and struggle before being granted air by Vi’s mercy.

“Aaaaha. Fucking bitch.” Ari says with a smirk, glaring playfully at Vi besides her.

“Is that so?” Vi says with a sneer, pushing her head back down, holding her and looking up at Erik. She holds her head down, placing light snaps on Ari’s face. “Should I give her air?”

Erik chuckles, shaking his head as Vi giggles, Ari choking as she sinks her nails into Erik’s thigh, coughing as Vi drags her head back, Vi leans over to spit in her friend's mouth, her fingers pinching her cheeks.

“Good slut.” Vi growls in her friend's ear, pushing her head back down and now giving her a consistent bobbing rhythm.

The dorm room door unlocks and starts to open; Erik starts to pull away, but Ari keeps him in place, grabbing the back of his legs and holding him there.

“Hey Ari —“

Sai pauses, seeing the scene.

“Hey stud.” Vi purrs, standing up and sauntering over to him, Ari needing the break to just lick the underside of his cock, smirking at her own boyfriend as she catches her breath.

Vi caresses Sai’s bulge, looking over her shoulder at Erik, “Since this is an apology…” She turns to Sai, “You can stay and watch, or leave us, no joining in for you, babe.”

Sai chuckles, crumbling from Vi’s hand on her bulge, “Fuck it.”

Vi smirks in approval, grabs him by the belt, leads him to her bed, and sits him down. She walks over and rejoins the green-haired girl on the floor. “Enjoy the show then.”

Erik sneaks a glance at his friend, evidently much more used to being in a watching position in person than he is. Masterfully avoiding looking at Erik, he unzips his pants and tugs his cock out, stroking it already.

He decides not to stare at the male in the room and refocuses his attention down in front of him.

Vi leans forward, sticking her tongue out and slurping on his balls, her hand in Ari’s hair, tugging her hair back, keeping her throat stretched, the tip of his cock on the flat of her tongue, “You still don’t want the apology?” She asks, saliva connecting him to her mouth.

He shakes his head, “Fuck… Apologise away.”

Vi giggles, pushing Ari’s head back down, her eyes hazy from the treatment, but moaning and begging for more all the same.

Vi stands up, pushing her chest into his arm, reaching down and holding Vi’s head deep down on him again; she whispers directly into his ear.

“I had the idea… For you to get one last sorry from me. But Ari insisted on being part of it. She wanted to suck you bad, baby.”

Vi leans down and sucks on his neck, dragging her nails lightly down Erik’s chest, and it’s too much for him; his cock explodes, one hand grabbing Vi’s hair, pulling her into his neck as she nibbles on his flesh, and the other pulling Ari down as well, his fingers mixing with Vi’s in Ari’s hair.

Ari gags beneath them, gagging on the amount of cum flooding her mouth; she struggles and coughs on his cock, the force of which sees cum leak out of her nose, Erik having removed his hand, but Vi unrelentingly in her goal to have Ari suffocate.

She grins down as she finally lets go, Ari sliding her head back and choking, cum falling out of her mouth onto her thighs; she glares up at Vi, but it’s quickly replaced by a grin, “Fuck Vi. We gotta do that more, no idea you were so fucking sadistic. I like it.”

Vi nods, “All you had to do was ask, bitch.”

Ari snickers and stands up, cum running down her chin and legs; she looks over at Sai, cock in hand, slowing down as he watches her, “Come. Shower.”

And that’s all the instruction he needs, closing the bathroom door.

Vi pushes Erik down onto the bed, stroking his cock, one knee on the bed.

“You ready for more, daddy?”

Erik grins and nods, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her down on top of him, her hair falling around their faces as she inches down and kisses him hungrily.