UNDER YOUR SPELL

[amaderika]

THE FALLEN

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[amaderika]

Yan yomi with a milf reader he sneaks into her house while she's sleeping he's like her neighbor? somophilia and breeding with him talking about how he's going to make her his pretty little wife and keep her all knocked up I love your writing like literally nobody else writes for gokurakugai

SOMNO . . yomi x milf reader

CW— SMUT, milf f!reader. dubcon. somno. ooc (?) tbh not very yandere sorry anon 😞

yomi lived in the house directly across from yours. living in this neighborhood by any means wasn't cheap, so he was quite surprised to learn his new neighbor was a single mother.

you'd never had a neighbor like him before, no. he'd stop by unannounced just to talk to you or bring little gifts for you and your son. he always said it was just his way of being friendly, but you'd never seen him treat anyone else in the neighborhood like that. hell, you'd barely see him leave his house at all for that matter.

"my apologies if this is too personal," he asked one day, glancing at your hand. "but i couldn't help noticing you aren't wearing a ring. are you..?" he stopped at that, expecting you to pick up what he was putting down.

imagine his surprise and relief when you told him you were divorced, and that your son spent weekends with his father. while yes, the thought of another man walking away from someone like you left a bitter taste in his mouth, he couldn't deny that it worked in his favor. with no husband around, getting closer to you would be much easier.

he couldn't deny the attraction growing inside him. you were gentle and caring. your son was very lucky to have such a mother. every time you answered the door, you were wearing some kind of lacy nightgown that always failed to cover your tits properly. fuck. he'd imagine how they'd look bouncing in his face as you rode his cock relentlessly.

it came to the point that he could no longer satisfy his lust by simply jerking off to porn videos about hot milfs with a slight resemblance to you. he would sneakily steal some of your underwear when visiting your home, hiding them in his pockets so he could sniff or fuck into them later.

on some days, he could see the silhouette of you changing in your room because you never bothered to turn the lights off or step away a bit from the curtains. sometimes you changed quickly in your room with the curtains wide open because you never really thought anyone was watching. oh, you were so wrong.

you really didn't know the effect you had on him, did you?

it was 11pm saturday night. yomi knew your son was at his father's and you were certainly at home, asleep. while on some weekends you go out and don't come home until later in the night, he knew you were home since your garage light was still on.

he's memorized your schedules--your behavior and routines as well. all of those "observations" have helped lead up to this point.

yomi easily climbed into your room. your windows were always unlocked. that was something you recklessly admitted while joking around and drunk.

he saw you asleep in your bed laid on your stomach with a leg slightly raised, wearing one of those skimpy lacy nightgowns again. god, why do you even wear that if they barely cover you anyway? might as well sleep naked.

yomi hunched your nightgown up, enough to show the smooth skin of your ass. yomi lightly caressed it, giving it a light spank to test if you'd wake up. while the thought of you waking up certainly crossed his mind, he wouldn't mind if you did. it would add onto the thrill of this situation.

you didn't wake up from the spank. that gave him all the reassurance he needed to go on. he released his painfully hard cock from the restraint of his pants and gave it a good stroke before tapping the tip it against your clothed pussy. he rubbed his tip against your panties, noticing a damp spot already forming. he pulled your panties to the side and rubbed his cock against the lips of your pussy.

"fuck, how are you this wet when you're asleep?" he whispered under his breath. he stroked his cock while giving your pussy a good lick. he ate you out from behind, his tongue going in deep. he sucked on your clit and moaned against your pussy, his voice vibrating across your thighs. "so fucking tasty, mama. so wet," his hips grinded against the mattress.

pulling his mouth away, he spat on your pussy shoved a finger in, pushing it in and out slowly. his fingers long and slender and hit all the right spots. if you were wide awake, you'd definitely couldn't contain yourself from moaning. both his index and middle finger were pumping inside, causing you to stir from the sensation. "mmh.."

he works his fingers in and out while his other hand was busy stroking his fully hard cock. there was already pre leaking out of the tip. "come on, ma. wake up already. need you so fuckin' bad," he says, leaning in closer to whisper in your ear.

how fucking tired were you and you didn't wake up from that? he couldn't wait anymore. yomi pulled his fingers out from your pussy and licked the juices off of them while prepping his cock for you. he positions himself, his cock nudging against your wet folds. a choked groan ripped from his throat as he pushed the tip inside you.

"so warm.." his hips stuttered as he fought the urge to bury himself to the hilt. he pulls out slowly then pushes back in, going deeper as he does. his cock barely fit inside of you--it was barely even half inside. "fuck, baby. you feel so good," his hips twitched.

he gets a bit bold since you were seemingly in a deep sleep, driving forward with a sharp thrust. the bed was creaking at his pace, but you were stil asleep. he went in and gave a kiss to the back of your neck, kissing under your ear as well.

he pulls out halfway and thrusts back in, a loud squelch filling the room. "thats it mama, take all of it." he moaned in your ear, giving it a light bite. the headboard starts knocking against the wall and if this wouldn't wake you up, it would probably wake up your neighbors.

his pace turns sloppy and desperate as he whines in your ear, "g'na fill you up so good. gonna knock you up with my baby." he rasps, his hips slapping against your ass. "your dumbass husband will have nothing against this. gonna breed you, make you a mama again, you hear me?"

as soon as he comes inside of you, he doesn't pull out yet. he lays there, ensuring his cum stays inside of you only. surely your son wouldn't mind having a younger sibling, right?

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[amaderika]

hi guys, sorry for ghosting everyone for a really long time again but i have a yomi x milf reader fic & gkkg boyfriend hcs in prog <3 i havent had the motivation to write that much but i will have my comeback guys. aside from that, i plan on writing about my other interests such as american psycho & scream 🤍 love u guys and thanks sm for the support

[amaderika]

YOU'LL BE BACK . . yomi

A/N — back after an actual eternity! this is kinda a part 2 to the fitting room fic but not really >/>??? just same toxic controlling yomi ig HELPPP. i had this idea in my brain a few months ago but i didnt know if i should write it about yomi or yoru. : !! somewhat inspired by that one jdronica scene in heathers!

CW— SMUT, f!reader, DARK CONTENT: yomi is obsessed with reader and wont let her break up w him, toxic relationship, dubcon. yomi being a certified eater, face down, ass up, longgg fic

it was hard to deal with your boyfriend. these days, he made you regret ever dating him more often. it felt as if he was constantly drowning in insecurity, always wanting you to be under his watch. who the hell did he think you were? a cheater? going outside for a few hours with your friends did not equate to you cheating on him. that was unlike you. besides that, even a mention of another male gets him defensive. the "threats" he made towards your male friends weren't exactly threats anymore, he'd actually act on them these times.

what the fuck was wrong with him? despite all of these, he made it significantly hard to leave. it was like he knew how to get to you.

during the earlier phases of your relationship, you thought he was calm, collected—nonchalant even. he seemed to deal with such trivial things in an undisturbed manner. your view on him hasn't changed, not at all, which makes him all the more infuriating. everytime you argued he was frustratingly calm. you felt as if these matters didn't mean anything to him, which led you to this.

"break up? baby, are you hearing yourself right now?" yomi chuckled while manspreading on the living room couch. you nodded in response. you swear you aren't gonna let him get to you this time.

he got up, putting his hands in his pockets. yomi uncomfortably closer, towering over you. "what's your problem? we don't have to make this problem bigger than it is. i want to break up with you." with all this pent up frustration, you pushed him aside and tried to walk away. yomi grabbed your arm and pushed you onto the couch.

"why? give me a reason, baby. what's with this sudden rebellious behavior?" he pinned you down with a tight grip on one of your arms. you tried your best to let go of his grasp but he was just too strong.

"quit trying to fuck with me, yeah? i'll let you go if you just tell me." this.. this was new. he never rose his voice at you before, or even showed a small bit of anger. with you having no other choice, you sighed. "i'm just sick of your behavior, okay? that's all i'm gonna say."

"listen, my love, i don't wanna play your reindeer games. i can't guess what your problem with me is. tell me exactly what it is so i can fix it." yomi replied, trying to keep calm. you didn't wanna answer back. arguing with him would piss you off more.

after a few moments of struggling, you miraculously slipped out of his grip and moved away from him. a groan left you as the two of you went back and forth, but yomi pulled you right back in, catching your lips in a kiss again before you could get away.

"mmh!" you groaned, but he was hungry, and it felt like he was desperate for you not to leave. his hands tightly held onto your waist, pulling you as close as he could. yomi was being anything but gentle. "get off me!"

you managed to pry him off of you, both of you were breathing heavily. as much as you hated to admit it, he was a good kisser, but this was not the time. yomi catched his breath and ran his fingers through his hair as you scolded him.

"see? this is exactly what i'm talking about! you don't take anything i say seriously!" yomi looked to the side and snickered. he fixed his ruffled hair and looked at you.

he sat you up, ignoring the way you swatted his hand away. with a quiet sigh, he settled back on top of you and fixed your hair like nothing happened. god, he was just infuriating. “you know you wouldn’t be here without me, baby,” he said calmly. “i give you everything you want with just the say of a word.. think about it."

his thumb lingered near your jaw. “i just don’t get why you act like this sometimes,” he added. “you don’t really mean half the things you say when you’re upset. you’ll see that later.”

before you could say anything, yomi changed positions, bringing you onto his lap. "whatever i did, i'm sorry, okay? just please, don't break up with me." he nuzzled his face in your neck. "you know you make irrational decisions when you're mad."

with a sigh, you run your fingers through his hair. it was so hard to stay mad at him for whatever reason.. you struggled to fight the feeling, so you caved in. "i'm still mad at you."

"i already said 'm sorry, baby." he said sternly. "i'll make it up to you, swear on my life. never upset you ever again." he kissed your cheek. his fingers drifted along your back, his grip gentle yet somehow firm, holding onto you in a way that made it hard for you to leave. they moved slowly, tracing the curves of your body. yomi was worshipping your body as if it was some type of sacred object.

trailing further down, his fingers snuck into your shorts, rubbing against your clothed, damp pussy. his other hand fondled your ass. as much as you wanted to dump him and leave, your body made you feel otherwise. you hated to admit how wet you were, and how much this was turning you on. he really did know how to shut you up.

your panties were pushed to the side as he inserted his index finger inside you. "i'm so sorry, my love. i'll be so good for you from now on." he whispered into your ear, pumping his finger in and out. he put another finger in, making you moan louder than you wanted to. yomi exhaled, a sly smile on his face. "i knew you still wanted me. i'm always right."

"mngh.. no you aren't." you moaned in reply. yomi fastened the pace of his fingers, making you moan louder. "keep denying me. your body knows what it wants." he argued back.

and oh, was he right. your pussy was squelching and his fingers were coated in your juices. he curled his fingers, hitting your g-spot. his fingers were stretching you out, fuck. he pumped his fingers slowly and enjoyed the way your face contorted in pleasure. "i don't want you—" you tried to move his hand away.

"your pussy remembers me, baby. she knows who makes her feel good, hm?" yomi chuckled. his long, slender fingers worked relentlessly inside of you. god, no matter how good his fingers felt, you were desperate for his cock. you were already moaning like a bitch in heat when yomi removed his fingers and licked up your juices, making you whine. your pussy felt empty, clenching around nothing. "tastes soo fuckin' good. no man deserves this pussy except me."

he gently pushed your head down on the couch with your ass up, throwing your shorts somewhere. he ripped your panties open, lining up his bulge against your slick pussy. he gave it a little slap before getting down on his knees to eat you out.

"huh? i want your dick, yomi.. stop teasing.." you whined. yomi paid no mind and went down on you. he mumbled a bunch of "sorry's," his words vibrating against your pussy.

his face was deep in it, the bridge of his nose penetrating you. his tongue licking and sucking on you like a man starved for years. you were becoming sensitive, your legs closing on his face. his hands immediately gripped your thighs and forced them to spread more so he could get a better taste of you. he moved like a desperate man, pulling you closer.

"fuuck baby, so tasty." he whined, slowly stroking his bulge. yomi rut against the couch, desperate for some type of friction. "ill fuck you as soon as you cum, okay? im painfully hard."

"y-yomi! that's enough! stop!" you tried to push his head away but he was insistent on making you cum. he let go of his cock leaking with precum and shoved a finger inside of you. that alone was enough to make you cum on his face.

he wasted no time in shoving his cock inside of you, no preparation like usual. his usually gentleness was replaced by full desperation and need. even if you've been dating for quite some time, you've found it hard to adjust to his cock. that's why he'd always prep you before taking it. well, not exactly big, but moreso thick. he stretched you out like crazy. "y-yomii!" you moaned.

unfortunately for you, your boyfriend wasn't himself when he was inside of you. the very mention of breaking up probably fueled his already high sex drive. he pounded into you like his life depended on it. he had a hand on the couch, and another one on your hip, pulling you into him further as he thrusted.

"you're so fuckin' hot baby. i jus' wanna fuck you senseless all the time. i can't imagine another guy that's not me doing this to you." his voice was shaky, but you couldn't understand him even if you tried. your mind was incredibly hazy. "ill tell you now, breaking up with me isn't possible. ill fuck a baby into you if that's what it takes for you not to leave."

both your moans were filling up the room to the point it was almost sinful. he fucked you so good it made you wonder why you even considered breaking up with him in the first place..

"y-yomi, close.. so close.." you moaned.

"cum on my cock, baby. ill cum inside you too to show how sorry i really am." he reaches down to rub your clit furiously while continuing to thrust brutally inside you. his dick hits your g-spot perfectly with each deep stroke, making your legs shake and your eyes roll back. he seriously made you see stars.

yomi catched his breath and laid on your tits. he laid there, burying his face in them. he looked up at you from there. "no more break ups, 'kay baby?" he smiled while nuzzling his face into your tits. your response didn't matter to him anyways. he'd never let you go no matter how hard you tried.

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[amaderika]

ok im gonna be real w all of u i havent read gkkg in ages. the last chapter i remember reading was the one with that girl (i forgot her name IM SORRY) so sorry if all my fics will lowk be ooc yall 🙂‍↕️

[amaderika]

i need them to fuck me at the same time eiffel tower position yoru at the front yomi at the back

[amaderika]

im sorry this is so insane. harassing someone over fictional characters is insane. js because i said i think it's pointless to argue about something canon? crazy. get a grip 😂 bringing up my boyfriend and sexuality too? my boyfriend does not gaf if i thirst over fictional characters cs he's not insecure. i don't even play love and deepspace anym (i mentioned that). n why does it matter to you that im straight? HUH?? 😂😂 you'll LIVE LMFAO

[amaderika]

hello! could u write a yomi fic nsfw or anything is fine PLEASE I NEED THIS MAN HES SO AJDHANZJSN thanks if u do write one!

omg my dumbass actually forgot to reply to this lol 🤍 BUT I MADE A FIC ALREADYY POOKIE

[amaderika]

FITTING ROOM . . yomi

A/N — I FINALLY MADE A FIC FOR MY BOYFIE YOMI 😘😘 i love him sm HEHEHEHE

CW — SMUT, f!reader, somewhat condescending dom!yomi, quickie, kinda toxic relationship, pwp (?), doggystyle, creampie, unprotected sex, public sex (kinda??), hold the moan shitt, yomi is ass man, not proofread

you needed to buy some new bras since you've clearly grown out your old ones. they were getting uncomfortable quick so you did the most reasonable thing which was to buy some new ones.

unfortunately, one thing was stopping you from going outside this late at night—your boyfriend, yomi. he wasn't even someone you considered your boyfriend. he kinda just forced himself into your life and wouldn't take no for an answer. it was okay on your end though, because he was rich and he loved you.

"please? it's so dark outside. you know it's unsafe." yomi pleaded as you packed your purse to go outside. he fully knew that you could protect yourself. you certainly weren't weak; that's one of the traits he liked about you. despite this, he kept insisting that you couldn't go outside, alone at least, at this hour. it was cute how he was concerned, but you knew it was more because he wanted to be with you 24/7.

with a sigh, you caved in. now you're both in his car, on the way to the nearest shopping center that was still open at this hour. he had one hand on the steering wheel and one hand on your thigh. he squeezed it a bit. you took a glance at him and saw his subtle satisfied expression. he liked it when you listened to him, when you were dependent on him.

as the both of you stepped into that shopping center, you made your way to the store you usually bought from. you shopped here quite often which is why the employees have known who you are. they know you as that gorgeous girl with the rich boyfriend. yomi refused to let you pay for anything. even something as simple as candy.

you explored the store, looking for some new pieces to buy yourself. yomi gave you his card and sat on one of the couches. “have fun.”

“thank you.” you replied and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, getting the card from him. he got your bag from you and carried it on his shoulder.

after a few minutes, you finally found something you could see yourself wearing. you went to the dressing rooms and yomi followed suit. he leaned against the wall of your changing room and fidgeted with the keychain on your bag.

“need any help, baby?” he asked from the outside of the fitting room. he held the curtains so you wouldn't accidentally be exposed to everyone in this store.

you were busy putting them on so you didn't bother to reply to him. yomi made a tsk sound. she's so stubborn, he thought, smiling to himself. he pushed the curtains aside and went inside your fitting room.

“honey..” yomi crept up behind you. you felt his hands coming to hug your bare waist. you were just in your underwear as he entered. he buried his face into your neck and nuzzled you. he planted a small kiss on your neck. “don't ignore me.”

“yomi, baby, im not. i don't need your help.” this made him sigh. he pressed himself harder into you. you could already feel him getting hard through his pants.

he rolled the curtains all the way. that way no one could see that there were two people inside one fitting room and get an idea of what the two of you were about to do.

yomi made you face him. usually, he'd have to look down while talking to you due to your height difference. because of that, you also have to tip toe to kiss him.

“what?” you said, sounding pissed. he couldn't leave you alone for one minute, can't he?

he took advantage of your exposed body and kissed you everywhere. you gripped on his hair, caressing it lightly. “yomi, not here—”

he didn't listen and lightly placed you against the wall. your tits were pressed against the wall. yomi groped your soft, squishy ass and leaned into your neck for a kiss. he bit down lightly on your neck, making you moan.

“shh.” he shushed you. “you can't be loud, sweetheart. they'll hear us.” he chuckled softly, teasing you. his hand reached for the zipper of his pants.

“we have to be quick, hm?” he rubbed his thumb against your clothed pussy. he slowly inserted it inside you, rubbing your walls gently.

yomi licked his fingers. he took his thumb out and put a finger inside you. he built up a pace. you didn't expect to get this wet.. the squelching sounds were louder than you expected.

“fuck, you're so wet but still tight.” he added another finger. “gotta prep you for m' cock, yeah? you'd like that, won't you baby?” yomi whispered in your ear.

you couldn't bear to listen to him with two of his fingers inside of you. you forced yourself to be quiet though, because yomi was right. if people heard you two, they'd probably take a peek from the curtains..

“y-yomi, nghf— you need to slow down—” you let out a soft moan.

he noticed some cum dripping down his fingers and pulled both them out. even you didn't notice you came already with how fast everything was happening. licking his fingers, he pumped his hard cock and rubbed it against your ass. “what'd i tell you, honey? we have to be quick. people might see us.”

your pussy was still sensitive and throbbing. you felt your juices running down your thighs, to the point it soon reached the floor. without warning, he pushed his fat cock inside of you. before slipping out a loud moan, you held yourself back and bit your lip. you were still sensitive! can't he just wait..? “y—yomi!”

he fucked himself into your pussy. h tried to go slow, but it was hard because you felt so fuckin' good.

yomi's hands were squeezing your ass he pushed himself inside you. each moan you were holding back only made yomi smirk in satisfaction. he was getting to you.

the wet sounds the both of you were making just seemed to fuel his arousal for you even more. the sight of you having to keep quiet as he pounded relentlessly into you was absolutely adorable. he wanted to give you a kiss.

he rubbed his thumb against your plump ass. he gave it a soft spank, causing it to jiggle against him.

“fuck, honey. i love how you feel.” he panted into your ear. yomi felt himself getting closer. his cock was throbbing inside of you, getting ready for release.

you moaned louder than you expected and immediately covered your mouth with your hands. fuck, did the employees hear you? you just had to hope they didn't, otherwise you'd be too embarrassed to face them anymore.

yomi grunted and he thrusted a few more times inside you, ensuring that no more cum would fall out of you. “i'm a regular here, yomi! ugh, you're so annoying.” you whined.

“no worries, honey. you did such a good job, staying quiet f'me.” he cleaned you and the floor up. he helped you get back into your clothes as well. it was hard to put your panties back on with all the cum on it and stuff.. sure to say you two would be buying those underwear. couldn't risk the staff from seeing cum on them.

at the checkout area, your arms were wrapped around yomi's. you could barely walk properly with sore legs and cum threatening to leak down your jeans. yomi smirked and paid for everything with his card.

©amaderika. reblogs are appreciated!

[amaderika]

ERM HI i forgot i had this acc 😭😭 ill probably get back to writing soon 😔

[amaderika]

I wish I were a bird

samezies 😪

[amaderika]

the theme change slays so hard that it made me inspired to be an Ikea table 🤩✨

WAHHH THANK YOU POOKIE

[amaderika]

yoru is 100% a switch and i will forever stand by this

[amaderika]

HELLO EVERNYAN !! late happy new year and merry christmas to everyone who celebrates <33 ill be working on some of the requests so here's some of my drafts !! HWahHWUAHA

# YORU

1. mommy kink, smut (should he dom or sub?? i still don't know lol. i need jelp)

2. him using an onahole, smut

3. threesome with yomi (part 2 to the coworker fic 👀)

4. nsfw hcs

# YOMI

1. threesome with yoru

2. nsfw hcs

# TATSUOMI

1. riding him

2. pussy eating

3. nsfw hcs

# ISATO (finally writing for my baby boy 🥹🥹 about time)

1. nsfw hcs

extra: TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THIS 😭😭 i read all your requests but i have writers block 24/7 but im still really grateful for all the requests 🙏 thank you all for another amazing year and all the support ive received. i hope i have more motivation to write this year lolol. may this year treat all of u amazinglyyy ily all !

[amaderika]

Y do you keep getting back with your ex? Is he even worth all that?

hes hot ok . best description he looks like rafayel from love and deepspace (idk my friends js told me he looks like him)

[amaderika]

now that i know what love and deepspace is my friends were being so extra what 😭😭 he does not look that fine

[w0rnoutsock]

uhm.. yeah..

[amaderika]

. . % JUST MY LUCK ! yoru x reader

001 CW SMUT, long fic, f!reader, nerd!yoru, loser!yoru, popular!reader, reader is lowkey mean, blowjob, boob job, inexperienced yoru again im so sorry 😭 002 A/N nghghf finally got the time to post <33 this has been in my drafts for months...

the nervousness yoru was feeling at the moment was indescribable. there was a pair work, again. he dreaded pair works—he loathed them. usually, his partner would let him do everything. all because he was considered a star student. it was a curse and a blessing at the same time.

“why did sir let us pick our partners..? i'll for sure be a last option for whoever's as unlucky as me. .” he thought.

you, on the other hand, did not care one bit. it was starting to annoy you. he was fidgeting with his ID, the sound of his keychain hitting the frame making an irritating sound. why did you have to be seated beside him? his only redeeming quality is his intelligence. people only talked to him if they needed help with academics.

although yoru was smart, he knew no one would pick him. he was a loser, after all. people found him unapproachable and awkward. he had weird, messy, black hair, a lot of ear piercings, and his outfits were just.. weird.

as you looked to the side, you noticed the poor boy beside you, still feeling anxious. it was baffling how someone could be this stressed over pairings. yoru watched as people were picking partners while he was sitting there in silence.

he was scared—not only on behalf of his dignity, but his academics too. if no one chose him, how would he do the project? if no one chose him, how will his grades be—

“yoru, do you wanna partner up?” you asked him.

that sentence made him shiver a bit from the unexpectedness. you? out of all people? were asking to be partners with someone like him? oh, he'd just consider you his savior.

he turned to face you but quickly looked down out of shame. he almost forgot how to speak a coherent sentence when he looked in the same direction as you. you were just wondering if he knew how stupid he looked. his hair was basically covering his eyes as he was looking at the floor. “uh. . yoru?”

“ 'm sorry! yes, i would gladly appreciate if you were partners with me. in fact, i'm so grateful you gave me this oppurtunity to—”

you interrupted him. why does he only have 2 sides. . ? not talking at all or talking too much. you wished yourself goodluck as you realized what you got yourself into. your hands ran through his hair and you pat his head. “yeah, yeah, whatever. let's meet at my place to start it.”

oh, his face was red. he's never had anyone touch him like that before. he nodded at your remark and mumbled a little “thank you.”

people, including your friends, looked at you weirdly after finding out you decided to pair with yoru.

you and your friends were eating at a cafe for lunch. they decided to bring up the topic. “did you feel bad for, you know. . yoru?” one of them giggled. “or are you just planning to use him? you know, good idea. he knows you're a hot shot right? maybe you can—”

“yeah, i did feel bad. what's your deal? just shut up and eat.” you said while stirring your drink. it wasn't that big of a deal, actually. and why would you use him? yoru seemed like a nice guy despite your earlier impressions. he did weird you out in a way, but you didn't wanna embarrass him in front of your friends.

your drink was half finished. you wanted to order another one but you saw a familiar face outside the café. it was yoru, waiting for you outside nervously.

6pm. you were walking with yoru outside the campus to your place. on the way out, yoru was slightly annoyed on how much people were interrupting your walk. multiple people would greet you which causes you to start small talk and waste time. did you not understand how serious a research assignment was? you didn't get him at all! he wanted to complain, but he had no room to. he was nothing compared to you.

“you going to the party tomorrow?” an acquaintance of yours asked.

“i'll see. got a research to do and, well.” you gestured at yoru and giggled, hoping she would get the memo. you were kinda chained to this responsibility of finishing the project as soon as possible. yoru would probably want the project finished in a few days. he was that type of person. i mean, it was your fault for picking an academically attached loser.

after a few minutes of walking in silence, you two finally reached your place.

“place your laptop wherever.” yoru was looking around awkwardly. your place was nice for sure. . he felt a bit scared to sit down anywhere as he might ruin something and get you upset. no, no. anything but that. .

he sat on your couch and you followed suit. you were so close to him. yoru was tensing up. you two were usually seated beside each other during lectures, but this felt different. it felt. . strangely intimate. the two of you were alone, at night. anything could happen.

the two of you got to researching. it was too awkward. the silence was loud. you decided to play some music to “lighten up the mood” a bit and clear up the air.

it's been an hour, and you looked to the side. yoru was focused. he was typing quickly. his hands swiftly moved the mouse from one tab to another. while looking at his hands, your eyes locked onto the multiple golden rings on them. his hands were pretty long and veiny too.

the silence was getting to you. you decided to ask him to check your progress so far.

he flinched. it's been a while since the both of you said anything so he was quite surprised. “huh? okay.” he checked the google docs where the both of you started your draft on.

he had a. . confused expression while reading your part of the essay. the boy looked almost disappointed. he let out a sigh.

“oh.. well, it's not that bad..” he was trying so hard to be nice. to be fair, your work wasn't that bad. his standards were just high. he got back to work a bit drained as now, he had to fix your work too.

your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you struggled to read his expression. why did he look so down? you did your work anyways. “what's up with it? is there something wrong?”

he cleared his throat, “your grammar in these parts are wrong, you spelt this wrong, you didn't cite your sources properly—” he continued talking for what felt like an hour. he just had so much to say, didn't he?

he was typing quickly, fixing all your errors. his fingers didn't catch a break.

it was somewhat pissing you off how much he was correcting your work when it was completely unnecessary. he could've just let you fix it, now he's stressed out. yoru ruffled his hair and let out a groan under his breath, hoping you didn't hear him.

you just wanted to help, but he's so stressed he won't even listen to your suggestions.

you, being the worst comforter there is possible, decided to tap his shoulder. “yoru, you need to calm down a bit.”

the poor boy turned to face you. his eyebrows were furrowed and he just looked so sad. you wanted to kiss him so bad, but that's not the time for that stuff. instead, you buried him in between your breasts. okay, maybe that was a worse option, but it was just an innocent hug.

yoru leaned into the hug, oblivious to the hard-on you were starting to feel against your leg. he nuzzled his cheek against the top part of your breast. it was comfy—warm and soft. it was comforting in contrast to the stress of academics he was experiencing.

“t-thank you, again.” his voice was muffled as he said that due to him being pressed up against you.

you've done this multiple times, with different boys, but why, why does it feel so different this time around? your heart fluttered and it never did for anyone before.

yoru, on the other hand, was also having the time of his life. it was showing. his cheeks were red and he refused to show his face to you. he was starting to feel his pants tighten as he grew self aware of his erection.

“how about this? i'll give you a massage so you can take a small break.” you suggested. you both felt the growing sexual tension between you two—it was getting hard to ignore.

yoru nodded. he didn't know how else to react. how was he supposed to react when a popular girl basically smothered him in her tits and now is offering him a massage? he was winning in life. this was coming from a guy with no pull at all!

as soon as you got the go signal from him, you got on your knees. your fingers were above his zipper when he stopped you and grabbed your hand. “no, no, wait! i-i'm—” he was expecting an actual massage from you, not this. “i'm not experienced when it comes to this stuff! i-i've jerked off before but, i've never done the actual thing. i'm sorry if i don't satisfy yo—” here he goes again with the endless yapping.

that was even better for you. “dont be silly, yoru. i don't care.”

you looked so, so hot from yoru's point of view. his cock was starting to hurt from how hard he was. he unzipped his pants for you in order not to be an inconvenience. this exposed his hard, pulsating cock. his cock was long and thick, and i mean thick. it left you wondering how you'll be able to fit that in your mouth at all. .

the mushroom shaped head glistened with precum, the white fluid drooling from the slit. it was twitching with every touch of your finger. even a slight budge made him shiver, how cute.

“ungh— please don't tease me..” yoru pleaded. he couldn't contain his whines and whimpers that much. you were barely even touching him, but he was so hard it made him so sensitive. he was loud—you hoped none of your neighbors were hearing his moans.

he let out a strangled moan as you tried to stuff his cock in your mouth. his hips bucked involuntarily, pushing himself deeper into your throat. the sensation of your tongue swirling around the sensitive head was almost too much to bear.

yoru was gripping the couch as he fought the urge to control your movements. he was scared he'd hurt you if he got a hold of your hair, but oh, how he wanted his entire cock in your mouth. his other hand shakily tried to cover his mouth. “fuck.. please. please please—” poor boy was scared of being “rough.”

he felt you gag on his cock which just made his hips buck once again. he was trying his best to control himself, really. yoru held your hair as gently as he could as he tried pulling his cock out of your mouth to see if you were okay. he thought you were genuinely struggling.

“y-you don't need to force yourself to take it all.” he tried to reach out to you but you kept going. your hands started stroking him. each stroke made him grow closer and closer to cumming.

as you sped up your hands and licked his tip, you felt the familiar warm liquid spilling in your throat. yoru's eyes were filling up with tears as the sensation was too much for the poor boy to handle.

“such'a good boy. my baby boy.” you kissed his tip. you weren't done with him though.

you pulled your top down enough to reveal your tits. his favorite ever.

“oh, this is..” the sight of your breasts made him grow harder. your hard nipples practically begging to be sucked made him drool. he was in a daze.

he grabbed your tits and fondled them. your right nipple was being sucked, as the other one was being played with. yoru just refused to pull away from them.

he bit down on your breast, leaving a mark. “yoru baby.. umph.” your hand pushed him deeper in between them. you felt warm liquid spilling down your thighs. he was.. cumming, again.

he was too busy being a baby as he sucked and licked on your breasts. “mmf.. mmh. they're so soft.” his voice was muffled as he moaned. “they're so warm and soft, i wish i could be here forever.” you stroked his hair.

it was about time. you got on your knees once more and this time snuggled his cock in between your tits. it was so warm, it almost felt like a pussy. it was close enough.

yoru groaned as you wrapped your soft breasts around his throbbing cock, the sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before. the warmth of your flesh enveloped him and it has him over the edge.

“unghmf! it feels so good! shit— it's so warm!” he whined. his head fell back and his eyes squeezed shut. yoru imagined it was your pussy instead, as he tried to thrust up and down your tits.

he was getting close again. it didn't take long for him to cum all over your tits.

“that was quick. .” the sticky white substance covered your tits. yoru was still trying to recover from his high, but you got on his lap. before you could do anything, he interrupted you.

“no, no. not yet! no penetration yet. . we still have work to do.” yoru buried his face in your cum covered tits. “i'll be fine with just sucking on your tits while working.” he was so red again. his horniness made him bolder than he usually was, which totally made you forget how shy he was.

“if you don't wanna fuck, that's totally fine with me.” you said.

yoru immediately protested. “no! you got it all wrong. i do wanna have sex with you— i-i wanna be inside of you but.. we have something more important to do.”

yoru felt less stressed now. tits in his mouth, a hot popular girl as his partner, and a half finished essay. what more could he ask for?