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[aennasan]

let's pretend denji is happy cuz im tired of seeing people using him

Imagine befriending the weird guy named Denji in your apartment complex. A next door neighbor that you thought was a ghost because he comes and goes, and gets home in the middle of the night.

You call him weird because sometimes you see him laughing and talking by himself but you learned to accept it since you can actually rely on him when carrying your heavy groceries upstairs. Although odd, he was a gentleman so you let him be.

Until one night, you were woken up by a loud wet and flapping sound, heavy grunting, and moaning from the other side of the thin walls of your room.

You don't even need to ask what he was doing. You recognized that sound. The feeling of shame and embarrassment resonates on your skin on how warm it has become.

Of course, a man also needs to relieve himself. You just thought he would be discreet, thinking of his neighbor too. He probably has been doing this even before you were here. He probably forgot. Or at least you tried to convince yourself.

It lasted a long while, and you were wide awake the whole night. You just can't remove the sound in your head. And when you're finally able to close your eyes, your body was so tired that it forced you for a short nap to rest, you still dreamt of it. The worst part was being violently woken up because in your dream the sound had Denji’s face on it.

The next day, you did your best to ignore him and make sure you will not cross paths. However, he does it everyday. You’ve guessed since you did not complain, he thought that you're not hearing it. You were just too embarrassed to confront the guy. And you don't want to feel awkward with your only known neighbor on this floor.

So everyday you pretend not to hear it, at least you tried your best, until there was a day you were extremely horny.

With your back against the wall, you fingered yourself and played with your pussy. It was so good that you lost yourself and did not realize the volume of the sound of your moaning, not until after you cum.

Sweaty, tired, and in the middle of your heavy breathing to regain composure, you realized that there was only silence. And it was loud.

Did he stop?

Not sure if it was because you just had your release but you were weirdly calm as you steadied yourself and rested your head on your pillow.

Not long after, you can hear hesitated knocks on your door.

Denji’s voice echoed in your small room and you shivered hearing the pathetic timbre on his voice.

“I heard you. Open up.…..please.” He pleaded. Desperate.