series: yugioh 5ds
ship: divine/aki izayoi
rating: E
tags: mutual masturbation, year of otp 2025
notes: yes i am writing divaki porn when i should be in bed for work but SHRUG what are you gonna do
She could never resist him, no matter what strange idea he brought to the table this time.
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“Come sit,” Divine purred, patting his bare thigh with a devilish grin. She could never resist him, no matter what strange idea he brought to the table this time; Aki had never even considered half of the things that they had done together before, but she trusted that he knew what she would enjoy even better than she did.
It was why she perched herself on his leg without any question, cunt hot and damp against his skin, a hand on his shoulder to stabilise herself, blinking up at him with a little smile of her own. “Like this?” She shifted against him, whimpering, and the glimmer in his eyes only darkened.
“Good girl, exactly like that.” He leant back, his hand gripping her hip and squeezing, gaining a roll against him in response – exactly what he had been after. “Just keep doing that.”
Of course Aki would do whatever he said, following after his guidance until she was grinding against him just right, gasping and whimpering his name into the space between them.
“That’s it princess, just like that.” He grit his teeth, blood trailing downwards until he was throbbing. In any other scenario, if he hadn’t daydreamed of having Aki just like this, he would have lifted her onto his cock and buried himself inside of her but watching her like this was intoxicating.
But, he had to do something about his predicament, something more than watching her tits bounce with each thrust at least. He lifted his hand, placing a finger in his mouth and biting down until he could pull his hand out.
The moan that escaped her lips upon watching him was enough to send him over the edge, brain fuzzing until all he could think about was her, her soft lips and plush skin, the way she was so obedient for him…
Was it a surprise that his hand found itself on his cock, stroking in time with each of her movements, hisses of pleasure through gritted teeth as her nails dug into his shoulder. It wouldn’t take long for her to cry out, fingers scraping down and leaving deep reds in her wake as she came. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as sobs wracked through her, her grip on his thigh squeezing tighter until the springs coiled in his core unleashed.
White hot spilled across her stomach and hip, his leg (and certainly the chair under it) soaked from a secondary high – she always did cum again as soon as he did, a trait he found oh-so-endearing. She was panting, blinking up at him with dazed eyes and wet lashes, a drunk smile on her lips.
“Have fun?” He pulled her closer, and she finally unhooked herself from around one of his legs, settling on his lap properly with the sweetest hum of content. It was as good an answer as anything, and he wrapped his arms tight around her frame to keep her close; Aki was his, and that was how he liked to keep it.
[ chapter 28 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: pre-canon, au where jack doesn't leave satellite
notes: well, we did it! here lies the end of femslash february. thank you for coming <3
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“You could have it all. You know what you need to do.”
The words bounced around Jack’s skull; she could have everything. Money, status, the adoration of the world (supposing she could succeed, which she had to believe she could). And yet… The thought of it made her feel sick.
She knew what she had to do, but she couldn’t do it.
She sat at the edge of the waters, having left a note on the top of Yusei’s newest toy – the white bike, the one that she suspected the strange man expected her to steal… If they knew it existed. The thought of them knowing of someone else in Satellite didn’t sit well in her ribcage.
Boots against concrete. Jack always knew she would come if she asked, even if part of her wished she wouldn’t. If Yusei didn’t, then she could justify doing something much crueller. She could sneak away and bury her regrets in fancy wine and fast races.
But, instead, Yusei sat down beside her, legs over the edge, kicking the wall absently.
“So, what’s up?”  She stared absently ahead, but tilted her head, ensuring that Jack knew she was listening. When she didn’t respond, she turned to face her, one leg under her body. “Jack?” A hand rested on her knee, patting lightly, as if to encourage her.
And how could Jack ever keep a secret from her? The words bubbled in her throat until they spilled over, hot and acidic, guts spilled onto her lap. “I’ve been given the chance to leave. Satellite, I mean.” Yusei’s eyes widened, but she remained quiet, a frown forming in the corners of her lips. Still, she remained quiet. “But…”
“But?” Yusei budged up closer, leaning over slightly until they were mere inches apart. “Something stopping you?”
She could always see right through her. In a way, Jack hated it, but she knew nobody would ever understand her like this. “Yeah. I can’t…” She paused, turning her head away, eyes squeezed shut as the courage finally built in her core, burning in her veins. “I can’t leave you.”
Crow had teasingly called it love before, but that word felt lacking compared to the all-encompassing feeling. Besides, didn’t Yusei love Kiryu? Still, the words slipped out, “I love you too much for that.”
Immediately, Yusei’s brows raised, but she responded without a moment’s hesitation. “I love you too.” Then, she pondered for a moment longer. “…It would be selfish to tell you to stay, but… Stay with me?” She took Jack’s hand, squeezing, her other hand lingering on her jaw to slowly turn her head again.
Purple eyes were teary, and her arm trembled.
“I mean it. Please stay. For me.” She rose from her seat, tugging lightly until Jack followed, keeping a tight hold.
“What’re you doing?” Jack crouched down beside Yusei, who was kneeling in front of her bike, screwdriver in hand as she analysed the plates. It seemed like there was a small dent, tiny to the naked eye but noticeable to someone with such attention to detail.
And once Yusei pointed to it, she could see it too. “Need to fix that.” She replied softly, glancing up with a light smile on her lips. “Want to keep me company? It won’t take long, promise.”
Jack thought for a moment – usually, she would complain about how dirty or cold the floor was, but right now, she wanted nothing more than to stay close. So, she sat, shuffling closer, watching as though she would ever need to know how to dismantle a bike.
“The bike represents our dreams!” Rally had said a long time ago, which Jack had scoffed at. It was bullshit – the bike was nothing more than a source of jealousy for her. Each time Yusei revved the engine, she found herself wishing more and more that she could just escape.
And yet, when Rally asked her if she agreed, she could do nothing but nod. Sure, the bike was their dreams. Her dreams to get the fuck out, at the least.
When she finally had the bike under her, doing laps around a private circuit in the dead of night, Jack found herself having to accept that it represented more than just her dreams.
[ chapter 24 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: media perception, yusei fudo hates being Known lol
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Interviews weren’t exactly Yusei’s forte. She hated being in the limelight – could duels not speak for themselves? – and often avoided them like the plague. Of their relationship, Jack was always the one more willing to get involved.
Though, some of her offhand comments had certainly caused a media circus around their relationship. Jack really tried to keep interviews and comments relevant to her career, but the smile that would cross her face whenever anyone brought Yusei up was a giveaway; any attempts to cover the fact they were together failed entirely.
But, she would continue trying her best, dodging questions and refusing to tell too much. Any attempts to keep their life private.
Two wrists held together with one hand, pinned against the sheets at Yusei straddled Jack’s hips, a devious glimmer in the dim light. “Told you I could pin you down.”
 Was that where this had started? Jack couldn’t remember. All she could focus on was the slight shift of body weight against her. As Yusei leant over, hot breath against her lips before crashing them together, she realised that, perhaps, losing was okay if it was to her.
Besides, it didn’t take long for her to roll them over, trapping Yusei between her chest and the mattress. The smug look replaced with wide eyes and a fluster that trailed down under her tank top.
[ chapter 22 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: duels, probably fits somewhere in canon
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Really, Jack should have known Yusei’s playbook by now. She had dueled her, and watched her from the stands, enough that every strategy was ingrained on her being. Whenever she watched, she could predict a move, but here…
Well, Yusei was the only person who could ever throw the King off. She was just glad that they didn’t tend to duel in front of audiences – the world knew that only one person could defeat Jack each time, but they didn’t need to see that to be true. At least she always got close to winning, just out of her reach.
The bike slowed, the word defeat flashing at her. She always would fall into the same traps that she could call from a mile off if she wasn’t the one this close. Or, maybe, Yusei just tugged at her heart, made her judgment cloudy.
Either way, she would get a kiss for her attempts, Yusei quietly promising that she was still the King despite it all. That was enough to convince Jack that she could one day defeat her again, revving her engine up, encouraging Yusei to follow after.
They tried to avoid watching Jack’s duels with Yusei around. They were exhilarating in ways that Taka couldn’t really describe, but the thrill wasn’t worth the distinct look of heartbreak that would cross her face whenever a certain blonde flew past the cameras.
But it wasn’t their fault if she came home and the match was already playing, tinny from the old speakers. It had just ended, and naturally, the King had successfully defended her title. Honestly, neither of them remembered her being this good at dueling, though Blitz could vaguely recall her leaving Yusei on her knees once.
Or was that for a different reason? Their friendship always was confusing.
Yusei sighed, stumbling into the room, making a beeline for the screen. At first, it was just to turn it off, to avoid being reminded yet again of what she had lost. But, when Jack’s face appeared, she paused, listening closely.
“Oh, shit! Sorry, Yus. I’ll turn it off.” But his hand was lightly batted away, blue eyes trained on each exaggerated movement from the woman on the screen.
Jack’s words spoke of excitement, having been the first Turbo Duelist to do just about everything. Title after title after title, but the smug expression stopped dead at her eyes. How nobody else could see that she was bored shitless, desperate for some real stimulation or… Honestly, anything… was beyond Yusei.
She frowned, unable to make out the rest of the conversation, an irritating distortion of an old analogue signal. As soon as the interview was over, Yusei bolted from the room, hopping down the stairs of the old subway platform.
“Wait! Where are you going?”
“I need to find her.” Yusei spoke quickly, as though she was on a deadline. Before anyone could argue, question why this of all things made her desperate to find Jack right this second (and not any of the other issues at hand), she sped off.
She knew the path, after all. She had studied it for hours in the dead of night, tracing maps with her fingertips as she considered how she could find Jack again.
Yusei just couldn’t bear to see her looking that empty. And she would do anything to give her something worth feeling for.
[ chapter 20 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: newlyweds, first dance, fluff
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It turned out that the first dance was a lot easier than Yusei had anticipated. Simple rocking back and forth, bodies pressed together. The most she had to focus on was not standing on Jack’s white dress, which she was relieved to discover she managed.
As the song faded out, replaced with the sound of others making their way to the dancefloor, Jack took her hand, pulling her away from the crowds and into the darker periphery of the reception hall.
“Thank you.” It sounded silly, and Yusei furrowed a brow at it; thanks for what? “I know you hate dancing, but… I really wanted to do that.”
She just laughed, shaking her head as she tugged Jack closer for a kiss, mumbling against her lips, “Anything for you, my wife.”
[ chapter 19 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: fluff, yusei can drive a car ig
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“Turn the song up,” Jack instructed as they sped down the highway, Yusei’s old reliable car purring through a modded engine as though it was a Formula 1 racer.
“Hm?” She glanced away from the road for a second. At first, she wanted to remind her that she could do it herself - had she forgotten Jack was the definition of passenger princess? She laughed at the soft pout on her lips, and gave in, turning the dial up until she could barely hear herself think.
It seemed to make her happy, though, and Jack’s voice harmonised with the melody gushing through tinny speakers. She would only ever sing when she thought it wasn’t audible, but Yusei was tuned into her.
[ chapter 18 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: end of canon, home
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“You’re going for how long?”
Everyone else had balked at Jack’s assertion of 6 months or so, but not Yusei. Never Yusei. She understood, after all. The woman before her had something she had to prove – to herself? – and she would not stop until she had conquered.
It was part of what was so amazing about her in the first place, a fiery sense of determination within an equally burning soul.
Yusei’s hand lingered atop Jack’s, the rest of the world fading away for a moment so she could take a good look at the woman she adored so.
“A while. However long it takes me.” She swallowed, flicking violet eyes up at her. “I’ll be back. I promise.” In truth, Yusei was the final stop on her mental checklist, and she wasn’t sure what she would do once she reached it.
“I see. You’ll stay in touch, right?” A quick nod assured her. “And, you know you’ll be welcomed with open arms when you get back.”
“I know.” She tugged Yusei that little closer to kiss her on the cheek, ignoring the surprised gasp somewhere behind them. It was a promise, held only between the two of them. After all, did it matter to anyone else whether Jack came or went? “I’ll come back home. To you.”
[ chapter 17 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: g
summary: pre-canon, jack's escape into neo domino, angst
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The ring glistened in the dim light of their lounge, with Jack eyeing the white gold closely. It was a simple band – nothing too flashy – which she could easily wear under her gloves when dueling. Yusei had suggested that one in particular for that very reason. Well, that and she could wear her own, matching, ring when doing repairs without worry of a large rock getting in the way.
Yusei sat down beside her, an arm snaking around her frame as she leant her head against her arm. “What’re you looking at?” She asked softly, reaching to take Jack’s hand in her own, squeezing.
“Nothing, just admiring this.” She turned her head, pressing a soft kiss between the strands of dark hair clinging to her forehead.
[ chapter 16 of please, i want you | femslash february tag ]
series: yugioh 5ds
ship: yusei fudo/jack atlas
rating: e
summary: good old fashioned lesbian sex, nsfw
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As each moan filled the room, Yusei realised that her own fingertips and an overactive imagination would never fill the void; she needed Jack under her, taking each thrust willingly, sobbing her name until the pleasure was too much, spilling over and leaving the bed underneath them damp.
Jack glanced back over her shoulder, cheeks crimson red, trickling down her body and teasing along her collarbone, mixing with the purple hues of a necklace of love bites. Her eyes unfocused, thighs trembling as calloused fingers traced the curvature of her spine.
“More?” Her voice was low, and she gained an eager nod in response. If Yusei’s own stamina hadn’t been so high, she would’ve wondered how the hell Jack could take this much, but she couldn’t complain.
No, when Jack had finally tapped out, Yusei sprawled herself out on the sweat-soaked sheets beside her, slowly pulling the harness of the strap away – her cheeks tingled at the sight of her own cum clinging to the leather.
“Impressive,” Jack smirked as she wriggled closer, trapping a thigh between both of her own.
“I thought you'd had enough?” Yusei raised a brow in response, but pulled her closer, a firm grip on her hip – proof she had been there, as if either of them could ever forget.
“Hm?” She fluttered her lashes, trailing kisses up her jaw. “No, I could never have enough of you… I want you to wreck me completely, Yusei.”
Isolating herself wasn’t working. Her auditorium – a stage without an audience for an actor without script – may have been her safe place, but Yusei knew exactly where it was. And as Jack retracted back, lingering in the periphery as the D-Wheel took centre stage, it seemed she had grown more determined to keep the connection.
She still brought her ramen, a thinly veiled attempt to ensure she was still eating, often placing it on the steps towards her makeshift throne, slipping back out before purple eyes could make her out in the dark.
Yusei wasn’t sure when she had changed, when the smirks on her lips had stopped travelling up to her eyes. Still, she kept sneaking in, trying to pull her into the group, but each attempt was met with contempt and a scoff.
She supposed, when she looked in her deck and saw Stardust missing, that she should have seen this coming. A pull back in an attempt to make her final move less painful.
And yet, how was Yusei ever supposed to forget the sound of her laughter?