arisu x usagi fic ~ what if mom and dad didn’t argue in the store and instead finally released some pent up tension…?
alternate non canon scene based on 2x1. usagi and arisu don’t disagree about returning to the real world, and instead explore their built up tension thus far…
basically a really smutty fic for all of us arisagi lovers who need to satiate the slow burn.
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“But it makes you want to buy more, right?” Usagi asked with a giggle, putting the yakisoba in the grocery bags.
Arisu chuckled. “Yea, I bet a ton of guys would come in for you,” he smirked. “With that smile.”
He looked up, catching Usagi’s eye with the remark.
“Huh?” She quipped, an instant blush spreading on her cheeks.
“Huh?” Arisu also exclaimed, almost as bashful and shy as she was. He laughed and pointed an accusatory finger at her. “Hey, are you blushing?”
“No,” she shook he head. “I’m used to it.”
Arisu rose his eyebrows, shocked until he asked “really?”
“Stop making fun of me and pay for this yakisoba, Arisu!” Usagi was almost blushing from head to toe, suddenly shy.
Arisu frowned, wondering if he’d took his joking too far. He reached out and put a hand on Usagi’s shoulder, wanting to comfort her. Before he could fully rest his palm down, she flinched back - a full tremor raking through her body
His frown deepened further. “Usagi…” he whispered. “It’s me, Usagi. Are you,” he paused, thinking better of his word choice before continuing.
He couldn’t fathom that Usagi might be afraid of him. Had he done anything to scare her? Make her fear him? He’d try to be as least violent as possible in every game so far.
He ultimately took a few small steps back, dropping his head and rubbing the back of it with his hand.
“I’m- I’m sorry, Usagi, I-“ he was mumbling now, confidence wavered completely.
Usagi frowned. She didn’t want to make Arisu feel small like that, ever. He was nothing like the others. Nothing like the mutilated burnt crisp that she hoped lay dead somewhere. Her body’s reaction threw him off guard.
He was hers. Arisu is hers. How could she push him away? Out of all the men in her life to take advantage of her - he has been by her side, patiently waiting for a simple smile. He protects her, with his life. Has never pushed her for more.
She doesn’t know that she would have made it this far- to the face card games, without him. If she didn’t have Arisu, her will to live may have burned out long ago.
Usagi stepped forward slowly, closing the gap between them again. Arisu stuttered, still nervous, and kept his gaze pinned to his feet.
“Well, if anyone has ever appreciated me- it didn’t matter coming from them.”
His face dropped even further at her words. Didn’t matter..
He dropped his hands to his sides, turning to leave. He might not be extremely experienced in girls or dating; yet he knew that when a girl said that, it wasn’t exactly a declaration of love. She was turning him down. He needed to accept that unless he didn’t want to at least keep her as a friend.
Before Arisu could fully leave, Usagi rushed out, grabbing his hand to stop him.
“Arisu, no…” she whispered, pausing to find the right words. He still faced away from her, hiding any reaction he may be having.
“It didn’t matter from them Arisu. It matters a whole lot more when it’s coming from you.”
Usagi’s voice barely dropped an octave, her fingers slowly trailing from his hand up his arm. “I- I like how it feels when you compliment me.” Her fingers tickled the hairs on his arms, raised in apprehension. Having no idea where her newfound confidence came from, she gave into it; simply leading by what felt right. She continued, almost tauntingly.
“I like how it feels when I turn around and you’re already looking at me,” her hand reached his elbow, cupping it and then continuing its agonizing trail upwards.
“I like how it feels when you’re asking me for my opinion, or help,” her fingers danced along his shoulder now, grazing the expanse of his back.
She leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear. “And I love it when you protect me.”
Her hand trailed around his front, fingers dancing along his collarbone, and then applying pressure on his opposite shoulder; urging him to turn and face her.
He slowly turns, and his gaze trailing from her feet and up, an agonizing trail of fire in its wake on her body. He finally brought his eyes to her, almost completely shy still.
Yet, swirling under the surface, she could see a hint of mirth there. Excitement. She decided to test it.
“Why are you still so far away?” She asked.
Their chests were already only a few inches apart. With her hand still on his chest, she wrapped it around the back of his neck and used her curled arm to pull him flush with her. Their fronts were now pressed against one another, and Usagi felt that fire burn hotter inside of her.
Arisu did as well. It was like an inferno in the stuffy grocery market. While he held a fraction of confidence still, he brought his hand up to gently cup her face, testing the waters.
Once his palm made contact with her cheek, like a perfect fit, Usagi nuzzled her face in closer. She could tell too, how well they fit to one another.
Their eyes met, faces impeccably close. Tension burned beneath their gaze. Arisu dropped his eyes a fraction, intently locked on Usagi’s supple lips.
Lips that screamed they needed to be kissed.
Oh, Arisu wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to drop his head and capture her mouth; to hear her whimper of surprise. He wanted it so bad.
Could he, though? Was that really what was happening now? He didn’t believe he had it in him to pull a girl as extraordinary as Usagi.
She was wonderful. Absolutely breathtaking and terribly strong.
How could he compare to her? How could he deserve her?
His eyes stayed locked on her mouth, daydreaming about the day he’d deserve the ability to take it as he pleased. Whenever he wanted. Whenever she wanted.
Then, Usagi darted her tongue out, slowly licking her lips to moisten them. Arisu’s pupils dilated to a shade darker than she’d ever seen before. It made the fire burn even louder in her lower belly. She wanted to see what would make him finally snap.
She knew he was in his head. How could he not be with how she’d reacted earlier? She couldn’t leave everything to his imagination, however instead of saying more, she’d need to show more.
The hand not around his neck rest on his hip, and she dragged it slowly toward his front - resting right above his belt buckle. She let it linger there a moment, pausing to gauge his reaction. Her gaze was pinned to his eyes, however he was not looking back at her. He was looking directly at her hand, mouth a tiny bit agape.
She took this as a good sign to continue.
She pushed up under his shirt, drifting her fingers up his bare chest lightly, keening at his shivers. With how close they were, Usagi could feel as Arisu became more and more aroused. It made her turned on and confident. She was the one responsible for his reaction.
“Take what’s yours Arisu,” she whispered, hand now trailing back towards his belt. “I know I want to.”
Arisu shivered, increasingly aware of everything Usagi. Her hands all over him. Her scent in his nose. The sheen of sweat peeking from the nape of her neck.
The hand he had cupping her cheek slightly tightened, slipping to cup the juncture where her neck met her shoulder - anchoring there and pulling her until their lips clashed.
That whimper of surprise he was hoping for escaped her, and if he had an ounce less of restraint - he could have came undone just at that.
His other hand came up to grasp her side, squeezing her in impossibly tighter. She slipped the arm she had tucked in between them out and wrapped it around his neck to join her other one. She crossed her hands over one another, grasping at either side of his head and pulling at his hair.
She felt ferocious. Hungry. Needy. And she had the very distinct feeling that was exactly Arisu was feeling too. There was nothing delicate about how they kissed - it was raw, passionate, and desperate. Their tongues fought for dominance, swiping against each other. Teeth clashed, their kisses almost a sloppy mess as they got completely lost in one another.
Their bodies shifted - searching for friction. Usagi could feel the hard press of Arisu’s shaft gliding against her belly, his movements becoming more distinctive thrusts.
She shifted Arisu’s hand that cupped her neck to her other side, picking up her left calf and hooking her leg to his hip - indicating for him to lift her up.
Arisu’s wariness he held at the beginning of this encounter vanished. Everywhere Usagi touched left a flame in its wake. Her taste, though, is insatiable. Once he got a taste of her, he knew he was done.
He’d bow at her feet had she asked.
His hands grasped her sides, roaming their way down over her back, and smoothing against her firm ass.
His neck was bent now, not wanting to break the kiss until this moment. He pulled away for a beat, exhaling a breathy chuckle.
“I don’t want this to sound weird or anything..” he whispered, hands roaming the expanse of her supple ass. He squeezed both cheeks slightly, grasping a full handful. Leaning down further to whisper in her ear, “I’ve thought about this ass so much, I considered sneaking away to jack off just thinking about it. So fit, strong, beautiful - your body is a work of art Usagi.”
With that Arisu slipped his hands lower, just below her ass, to cup her thighs and lift her up in one swift movement. Usagi yelped; hands grasping his neck tighter now. Arisu looked at her and noticed the blush that spread down her neck and unmistakable heat in her eyes.
Usagi squeezed her thighs around Arisu’s waist, doing her best to shift her front against his - grinding on his shaft as well as she could while anchored to him. Arisu was locked onto where there fronts met, eyes glazed over with pure lust. He was so hard he was afraid he would come at any moment.
“Kiss me, Arisu,” Usagi pled. “Please.”
He complied almost immediately, lifting his head to catch her lips in his.
As Usagi helplessly ground on him, Arisu realized she needed more leverage and began to walk them backwards; putting her back flush against the wall.
The new advantage let them both feel each other much more intimately. Not only could Usagi feel Arisu, but he could feel her, too. Using the wall as a post; Arisu moved his hands up to grasp the bend where her thighs met waist, fitting perfectly into the nooks. He used this new position to rub his shaft right against Usagi’s warm center, helping shift her hips up and down along him in rythm with his thrusts.
Usagi tore her lips from his, taking in a few shallow breaths. He did the same, pausing for a moment.
“Take me over there,” Usagi nodded her head to the side, indicating a table in the back corner of the store.
Arisu complied immediately, firmly cupping the underside of her thighs and drifting her toward the table. Once he reached it and set her down, he put both arms on either side of her, hands planted on the surface.
Usagi pulled him into her, arms fit perfectly around his neck again. “I want to go all the way, Arisu,” she muttered, bringing her gaze to his.
He paused, shifting a bit. “Are you positive, Usagi?” he asked, wanting to make sure of it.
She removed one of her hands, instead reaching down his front, slowly cupping his hard member.
“Arisu, take what’s yours is what I said, no?”
Her hand around his shaft squeezed slightly, eliciting a groan from him. She leaned in, grazing her lips against his ear.
Arisu short circuited - his whole body turning primal. He stepped back, reaching around behind him and swiping his shirt over his head. He then gently pushed Usagi further back onto the table, leaning back on her elbows for support. He bent down at the waist, bringing his lips to her neck. He trailed slow, passionate kisses along her collarbone, up her jawline, and all over her face until he grasped her lips in another bruising kiss. His hands gripped at either side of her shirt at the bottom, slowly dragging it up. Her pulled away from her.
“Can I?” He asked permission before sliding the top off. He knew after being around her so long that this tank top had a built in bra; meaning that if her top came off, she’d be completely bare.
Another thing he often thought about.
She nodded eagerly, raising up to help him get the garment off of her. Arisu peeled the offending top off, baring her breasts to him.
“God, you’re perfect…” he whispered, in awe of her. His eyes were stuck swiping between her beady peaks; begging to be sucked into his mouth. He licked his lips at the thought.
Usagi grasped his head, dragging him down to her chest. She knew him so well.
His mouth latched onto her left nipple, sucking the perky nub. He swirled his tongue around the point, drawing little mewls from her.
Any noise his girl made was intoxicating. He wanted to make her get louder. He wanted to make her scream and shake with pleasure.
He just wanted to make her feel good so he can keep hearing those sounds.
Arisu popped his mouth off, both nipples red and wet from being sucked on. He dropped to his knees in front of the table, Usagi raising back up to her elbows to get a better look at him.
“I want to make you feel so good, Usagi.”
Arisu’s hands wandered to the little knot at the front of her waistband, keeping her joggers snug to her waist. Usagi breathed hard, eyes shining still.
“You,” she paused, finding the words. “You know how to do that?”
Arisu moved his head from side to side, indicating ‘so so.’ “I watched a few videos and maybe got a few tips from my friend Karube back in the real world, but…” he looked at Usagi. “You’re my first.”
Usagi balked, shaking it off however quickly. “Me too, Arisu.”
He chuckled under his breath, giving his head a slight shake. “No, Usagi..” he muttered, fingers pulling the knot completely undone. He brought his eyes back to hers. “You’re my first everything.”
With that he tugged her joggers down her legs, Usagi picking up at the waist to help him shimmy them off. The air immediately felt cool against her skin - covering her thighs in goosebumps.
Arisu noticed, rubbing his palms up and down the expanse of her thighs, bringing his face in close to her warm center. Simple light pink panties barricaded him from her center; however, it’s not as if he still wasn’t pleased at the sight.
After receiving a final nod of confirmation from her, Arisu nuzzled his nose right against Usagi’s sweet cunt, inhaling her scent. He shifted his head up slightly so he could drag his lips against her, darting out his tongue in one fluid swipe.
He couldn’t form a single thought right now. No tips from Karube, or memories of the tutorials performed on peaches in the videos. The one thing that drove him right now was pure lust. Desire. Infatuation.
He wanted to consume her. And same for him. He wanted to be consumed by all things Usagi.
His hands found purchase at her waistband, slowly dragging the offending article off. The one last piece.
He paused. Looked at the table. “One second, baby..” he whispered, jumping up and rushing to grab his shirt, laying it on the table. He picked up Usagi, placing her on the shirt instead.
“The table could be dirty, so-“ he began. Usagi cut him off.
“Why am I the only one naked, eh?”
Arisu paused, and then chuckled. “Ok, I see,” he said, dropping his hands to his own pants. “We have to even this out, huh?”
Usagi giggled, nodding her head. Her gaze dropped to the hands at his waist, eagerly awaiting his pants coming off.
Arisu dropped his pants and briefs in one fluid movement, his hard cock jutting out at full attention. As if pure reflex, he gripped his length in his right hand immediately - giving it one slow tug.
Usagi’s mouth watered. She didn’t realize how much watching him would turn her on. She didn’t notice, but Arisu caught on to her lust at his actions; urging him to continue.
He stroked languidly at his cock again, hissing slightly when his knuckles grazed the tip. He was so needy for her, for just a touch.
Usagi continued watching, her own palm drifting towards her center. She met her exposed labia immediately, mewling at the friction of her touch. She was so turned on that it felt better than ever before when she masturbated alone. She didn’t know it could feel this sensitive, so good.
Arisu had to stop this entirely too quick before he came at the sight of Usagi touching herself. He wanted to keep the vision of it imprinted in his memory forever.
Usagi whimpered when Arisu dropped to his knees, slapping her hand away. Her whines replaced with a satisfied moan as he clamped his mouth to her center.
This is when he needed the tips, all the ones he catalogued for this very moment of course, however his mind was stuck on how good she tasted, and that was about it.
His tongue swirled between her folds, finding her sensitive nub and circling before he wrapped his lips; sucking it into his mouth with gentle pleasure. He basically made out with her pussy, tongue fucking her with all his might.
Above him, Usagi grasped at his hair with both hands - knees bent and clamping his head, trapping him. She made breathy sounds, increasing in volume to full moans when he got a good spot just right. He keened at her reaction, wanting to make her explode in his hands.
Arisu wrapped one arm around her thigh and over her front, spreading her folds for him to bare he clit better. He snaked the other hand under him, dragging his pointer finger tentatively against her entrance.
“Usagi,” he whispered, getting her attention. Her hips bucked, mouth opening and letting out a moan of frustration at him stopping.
“Scoot up for me, little bunny.” Arisu continued his torturous mannerisms, finger prodding her needy hole; yet not entering it. Usagi shifted forward a bit, pushing her heels into his back as leverage. He praised her, “that’s it, good job my girl.”
He brought his mouth back down to her slit, lapping up her pussy and ending the conversation yet again. With the new leverage, her ass perched at the edge of the table, Arisu finally pushed his finger in, slowly, hitching at the knuckle.
Usagi preened. She got louder, moving wildly against the table and his mouth. She moved her hips in tandem with the thrust of his finger, chasing his tongue.
He stuck his tongue out and lay it flat, letting Usagi ride his face while he finger fucked her. He paused for a slight moment to add a second finger, making Usagi crumble.
Her moans became high pitched whimpers. The strong legs wrapped around his head tightened, beginning to shake. Her hands pulled at his hair relentlessly - writhing in ecstasy.
Arisu reached up the hand that had been spreading her folds, instead grasping onto her tit, squeezing the supple flesh there. He tweaked at her nipple, while simultaneously curling his fingers inside her up towards her g-spot, and she came right then, body convulsing.
She sort of got quiet, as if she were holding her breath. Her mouth was open in a silent ‘o’ and her eyes were squeezed shut, one hand shooting up to cover her mouth.
Arisu looked down and slowly pulled his fingers out, bringing his gaze back up to Usagi’s. She opened her eyes, slowly dragging a head through her hair and exhaling a breathy chuckle. She looked back at Arisu, slight question in her gaze at his silence.
He then raised his fingers up, light catching her moisture on his glistening digits. Maintaining eye contact, he brought them to his mouth and sucked them in, lapping up her juices with a filthy moan.
Usagi dropped her mouth yet again, in shock, excitement or what, he didn’t know - but what he did know was that he was so fucking turned on.
Usagi leaned up again, half sitting to reach out and grasp his hand. She pulled him into her, cupping the back of his neck and dragging his head down for a bruising kiss.
They moaned into eachother, hands roaming one another’s body. They had explored this far, yet no amount of touch felt like it lasted long enough. They were utterly consumed by each other.
Arisu shifted up, raising off of his knees and bending over her above the table. He layed her back so she was fully flat on the surface, one of his arms bent beside her head for stability. His other hand dropped to his cock, giving it a smooth tug before bringing it to her wet heat.
He grasped Usagi’s lips with his own just as he dragged his tip up her slit and purposely thrusted the head of his cock against her clit, swallowing her moan at the action.
He continued a few thrusts of this, grazing his cock up and down her folds and slicking it with her moisture. When he felt wet enough from this, he brought his gaze to hers; breaking the kiss.
The arm next to her head curled in closer, his hand cradling her face. Maintaining eye contact, Arisu grasped his cock and positioned it at her entrance; nudging the tight hole with his tip.
Usagi bit her lip, one hand flying up towards his shoulder and the other covering her mouth. The pleasure felt so good that it almost overshadowed the pain, an odd mixture she didn’t know she’d enjoy so much.
Arisu paused, having only gotten the tip in; yet wanting to make sure she was okay. He checked her face for any sign of pain, but when she nodded eagerly - he took it as a sign to continue.
Arisu snapped his hips in one fluid swipe; notching himself at the hilt. He was fully positioned inside of her now, and he released a guttural moan and how good she felt.
Her walls were tight, and hot, and he wanted to stay nestled there forever. Letting Usagi adjust to his size, he waited for her to move, granting him permission to continue.
Arisu dropped his head, catching Usagi’s mouth in a sweet and slow kiss as he began thrusting. His hand dropped to her clit, rubbing the sensitive nub in smooth circles as he continued to fuck her.
Usagi moaned into his mouth, gradually getting louder. He quickened his pace rubbing her clit, wanting to make her come now. He knew he couldn’t hold much longer, everything just felt too good.
Her moans became breathy -a telltale sign she was getting close as he’s learned - and he felt her pussy squeeze down on his shaft, gripping him tighter than ever before.
His eyes rolled back into his head at the feeling. He pumped out a few more thrusts, jerky and uneven, before he felt himself come completely undone; spasming inside her sex.
Arisu slipped the hand from between them out, resting it on the other side of her head and dropping his own to her chest, exhaling a few heavy breaths. She did the same, wiping a hand across the sheen of sweat on her forehead. It was silent for a few moments, apart from these few breaths in the room. Her other hand dropped to his head, gently pushing through the messy mop of hair.
He lifted his head, bringing his eyes to hers. “Wow…” he whispered.
“Big wow,” she gigged, eyes shining with delight. Arisu chuckled, loving to see her so happy. Loving that he’s the reason for it. She’s the reason he’s alive; so it’s the least he could do to make her happy.
They realized soon that Arisu was still inside of her, and so he slowly pulled out of her warm embrace with a hiss. The cool air hit him quickly, his shaft already starting to deflate.
Usagi winced when the cold air hit her as well, losing Arisu’s warmth that blanketed her. He told her to sit tight for a moment, turning to run and grab a washcloth from one of the aisles. He grabbed one of their thermos from the backpack with warm water, soaking the cloth and lightly wrenching it out. He brought it back, gently running it over her folds and cleaning her up. He did his best to catch and clean up any of his release that happened to spill out.
Once he finished cleaning her up, he gently lifted her off of the table and set her on her feet; helping her to get dressed. As soon as she was all put together, she stepped out to use the bathroom while Arisu changed back into his clothes.
After he dressed, Arisu took a seat on the table - the very one they just had sex on - and thought quietly with a content smile.
How’d I get so lucky? Usagi is a dream, only worthy or the best, and she’s mine.
He almost laughed at the irony. If only Karube could have been here to see him now…
Usagi yelled from outside, calling out for Arisu. He sprang into action, jumping up and rushing out of the store to make sure Usagi was okay. He couldn’t lose her now, not just when they were getting started.
“Usagi!” Arisu shouted, looking for her through the outgrown vegetation. He immediately caught sight of her pink tank top, her back turned to him. He jogged up to her, “Usagi?”
She just looked up at the sky, pointing with her finger. Arisu followed her line of sight, face dropping at what he saw.
The blimp with the King of Spades was heading directly towards them, and it was only then that they picked up on the faint screams of people headed this way.
The King of Spades targeted large crowds. Easiest way to kill multiple people at once. Arisu clamped Usagi’s hand in his, pulling her to face him. His other hand went to cup her cheek.
“I will do anything to protect you, Usagi,” he said, fiercely holding her gaze. “Everything. I will fight, plan, kill, steal and die if that means you get to live. You are all that matters to me now. There is no real world if you’re not in it for me.”
Usagi nuzzled her face in his palm for a moment, bringing her own hand up to squeeze his. She nodded, gaze unwavering, “me too, Arisu. I will protect you with my life.”
She kept his hand in hers, turning and pulling him to run away from the blimp. They smiled at each other, knowing that while they were running for their lives - they also had someone they were running for.
Usagi chuckled suddenly, her laughs coming out winded from running.
“Oh nothing,” Usagi drifted off, smiling. “Just wondering if we can get pregnant in this world, is all..”
Arisu’s smile dropped. Oh shit…
thank you so much for reading! i didn’t mention this at the beginning, but this is the first fic i’ve ever posted for public viewing! please let me know what you liked, didn’t, or any suggestions etc!
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