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[beingsillyhere]

Hello,

Welcome to this little tea shop of mine.

I’m Be (the shopkeeper), and this is where I keep the stories I write and the things I love to talk about. Think of this space like a quiet corner with warm lights, soft music, and shelves full of different blends waiting to be chosen.

If you’ve stepped inside, consider this your invitation to sit by the window, listen to the quiet clink of porcelain, and choose a blend that suits your mood.

Each character has their own flavor here . You’ll find them under the menu. I do my best to keep it updated… but sometimes the orders pile up and the menu lags behind a little. (feel free to use the tags as well :p)

So take your time, pick whatever feels comforting for you today.

And stay as long as you like. ☕🍃

Here's the menu

Craving a particular flavor? Request a custom cup (Request's status: OPEEEEN!! EVENT GOING ON!)

[beingsillyhere]

This is really silly and cliché, but could I request Enjin with a reader who is a chef? Someone that cooks and bakes incredibly tasty food.

Loooooove this idea. So so cute

Stress baking

Summary: He was out for a mission, and you got a little worried and baked enough sweets for the whole base.

Warnings: none, pure fluff

The first thing Enjin noticed when he stepped into your shared quarters was the smell. Warm, buttery, sweet, and savory all at once. The entire place smelled like a bakery had exploded.

He kicked off his dirty boots, blonde hair still messy from the mission, and followed the scent into the tiny kitchen area, knowing he would find you there and there you were.

Apron on, hair tied up messily with a bandana, flour on your cheek, and that focused little frown you always got when you were deep in cooking mode. The counter was covered — trays of cookies, two different cakes, a big pot of stew simmering, fresh bread cooling on a rack, and what looked like handmade dumplings waiting to be steamed.

Enjin leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you for a moment with a lazy smirk.

“You’re stress-cooking again,” he said, voice low and amused.

You, who didn't notice him, jumped slightly, then turned around with a sheepish smile. “I… got bored. And a little worried. Your mission ran long.”

He walked over, wrapped his arms around you from behind, and buried his face in your neck, breathing in the mix of your scent and vanilla and sugar.

“Mmm. I'm sorry, baby, but I'm back now” he mumbled against your skin. “and...my cute little chef trying to feed an entire Cleaner base.”

You leaned back into him, cheeks warming. “I just wanted to do something with my hands. Then I kept thinking you don’t eat properly when you’re out there and when I realized..."

You looked around seeing all the things you made.

Enjin chuckled, the sound vibrating against your back. He reached around you, stole a still-warm cookie from the tray, and bit into it with a satisfied groan.

“Fuck,” he muttered, mouth full. “This is dangerous. One day I’m gonna get fat because of you.”

You laughed softly. “You are an idiot."

He turned you around in his arms so he could look at you properly. His eyes softened when he saw the faint tiredness in your expression — the stress you tried to hide by baking half the pantry.

“You were really worried, huh?” he asked, brushing flour off your cheek with his thumb.

“A little,” you admitted, looking down at his chest. “The mission sounded dangerous this time.”

Enjin tilted your chin up and kissed you slowly, deep, and grateful for all the love you gave him through your eyes and baking. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours.

“I always come back to you,” he said quietly. “Especially when I know you’re waiting with food this good.”

You smiled shyly, then reached behind you and picked up one of the small savory pies you’d made specifically for him. You lifted it to his lips.

He took a bite, eyes fluttering closed in bliss.

“Marry me,” he said immediately, still chewing. “Right now. I’ll fight the boss for the paperwork.”

You burst out laughing. “You say that every time I cook.”

“Because I mean it every time.” He stole another kiss, tasting like butter and spices. “You’re too good to me. Gonna spoil me rotten with all this food, and then I’ll never wanna leave your bed.”

You poked his chest, cheeks burning. “You already don’t want to leave my bed.”

“Exactly.” He grinned, that signature cocky smirk returning as he hugged you tighter, lifting you slightly off the ground. “that only means I’ll keep coming home starving to eat whatever masterpiece you made while you were worrying about my stupid ass.” He kissed your forehead, then your flour-dusted cheek, then the tip of your nose.

You melted against him, arms wrapping around his neck. "Okay, now let me go, I gotta check the oven."

"Five more minutes"

"Enjin, it's gonna burn..." You moved around, trying to get rid of his arms, and he only hugged you more tightly.

"Just a little longer, yeah?"

"Enjin!!"

[beingsillyhere]

Honestly, they make me want to have 10 kids as well. It's such a sweet story. I literally devoured it

[beingsillyhere]

I loooooove the details you created for your tumblr. It makes me wonder who's the shopkeeper

Thank yoooou. It's made with a lot of care since it's a tiny digital space to relax a little! And the shopkeeper is someone who loves a good gossip and talk in general. Chat away ☕️

[beingsillyhere]

Wooooow, I didn't know tamsy was so popular. He is already the most requested flavor :0. I actually thought it would be Enjin or even zodyl

[beingsillyhere]

2k Celebration Event: The Tea Room is Open

Hello, dear guests. 🫖

To celebrate reaching 2k followers, the tea shop will be opening its doors for a special request event.

For this occasion, each story will be prepared like a custom tea order, carefully brewed to match the flavor you’re craving most.

All you need to do is:

☕ choose a blend

☕ customize your order

☕ leave the rest to the shopkeeper

✧ STEP ONE — CHOOSE YOUR BLEND ✧

🫖 Smoked Cinnamon Chai — Enjin

Dangerous warmth. Sharp spice. Burns slowly.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: possessiveness • tension • rough affection

🍒 Dark Cherry Black Tea — Zodyl

Bitter sweetness with a dangerous aftertaste.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: morally gray romance • emotional intensity • devotion • manipulation

🌫 Lavender Earl Grey — Gris

Soft smoke, tired eyes, quiet comfort.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: slow burn • tenderness • emotional intimacy • comfort

🍓 Strawberry Cream Tea — Tamsy

Sweetness hiding sharp edges.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: playful teasing • clinginess • jealousy • yandare

🌙 Midnight Jasmine — Sasuke

Cold at first sip. Gentle underneath.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: yearning • reunions • emotional repression • painful devotion

❄ Vanilla White Tea — Satoru

Pretty presentation. Dangerous aftertaste.

Recommended if you enjoy flavors like: teasing intimacy • possessive humor • overwhelming affection • hidden loneliness

✧ STEP TWO — CUSTOMIZE YOUR ORDER ✧

SWEETNESS LEVEL

Determines the fluff/angst ratio.

• No sugar → angst

• Light sugar → balanced

• Extra sugar → fluff

TEMPERATURE

Determines the intensity.

• Iced → playful/casual

• Warm → romantic

• Hot → emotionally intense

• Boiling → explicit/smut

EXTRA FLAVORS

Adds tropes/themes to your order.

• Lavender → hurt/comfort

• Rose → yearning

• Cinnamon → tension

• Vanilla → domestic intimacy

• Cherry → obsession

• Mint → enemies to lovers

• Caramel → mutual pining

• Cream → softness after intimacy

✧ HOW TO ORDER ✧

Please send your request using this format:

“Blend:

Sweetness:

Temperature:

Extra flavors:

Example:

Blend: Midnight Jasmine

Sweetness: extra sugar

Temperature: Warm

Extra flavors: Rose + Lavender

The shop will remain open until the staff collapses from overbrewing emotionally unstable men.

You can add optional notes on your request. Like, something you desire and, unfortunately, wasn't covered by our menu. Surprise me, + feel free to just chat with the shopkeeper as well

Thank you again for 2k followers and for spending time in this little corner of mine. ♡

Please enjoy your stay. 🫖

[littiesparrow]

It took a long time, but I finally drew something for his third myth

[littiesparrow]

No excuses, you've all seen the teaser.

[littiesparrow]

Times are tough these days, we all need Enjin in a cute apron. Thanks to @beingsillyhere for the inspiration <3

[beingsillyhere]

A sweet man in a sweet apron ❤️❤️

[beingsillyhere]

Have you guys ever read The Poppy War? I am currently reading the book 1 and going insane. So let me hear your thoughts about the characters!!

[beingsillyhere]

Hii, I have a very horny request...I'm a little embarrased about it; You can ignore it if it's too much. Could you write a smut where Enjin records you and him having sex and watches it with you? Like, it's one of his fantasies so you agreed on doing it even though you were really shy about it. Sending you a big hug, I love your work

Oh, you are nasty. I love it xp but don't be shy about it, cutie! It's the most natural thing to have a horny request

Give me a twirl Summary: Enjin convinces you to let him record you and him having sex and watch it later Warnings: sex tape, dirty talk, filthy language (it's Enjin after all. This man is a pervert), oral sex, doggy

The living room is dim, lit mostly by the soft glow of the TV screen and the string lights draped over the bookshelf. You’re curled against Enjin’s side on the couch, legs tucked under you, still wearing the aftermath of his “stupid fantasy”: thigh-high white socks with fat pink satin ribbons tied into perfect bows at the tops, the delicate lace lingerie set he picked out (pale lavender, barely-there bra and panties). You look like a doll someone dressed up for a very specific kind of playtime.

Enjin’s arm is slung around your shoulders, casual, possessive. His free hand rests on your thigh, thumb idly stroking the ribbon on your sock like he can’t stop touching it. The remote is in his lap; he’s already pressed play.

On screen, it starts innocent enough.

You stepping into frame in your shared bedroom, shy and giggling, arms crossed over your chest like you’re trying to cover yourself even though the lingerie hides almost nothing. He’s behind the camera.

“C’mon, princess. Give me a twirl. Let me see how pretty you look for me.”

You do—awkward at first, then looser as he keeps praising you. The ribbons flutter. The socks slide a little down your thighs when you spin, and he groans off-camera like he’s been punched in the gut.

“Fuck… look at those legs...You’re killing me, baby.” He runs a hand through his hair and asks "You feeling okay? We can stop at any moment, you just gotta say the word."

"M'fine" You say still a little shy.

"You sure?"

"Yes, Enjin"

You see yourself get on your knees on the screen. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, jeans open, cock hard and heavy in his hand. You’re looking up at him with those big, nervous eyes, and lips parted.

“Open,” he says on screen—same rough, velvet command he uses when he’s trying not to lose it.

You do. He guides himself to your mouth slow, lets you take him inch by inch while he keeps the camera steady with one hand. The audio picks up every wet sound, every soft whimper you make around him, every shaky breath he lets out when your tongue swirls.

Back on the couch, real-time Enjin shifts beside you. His hand tightens on your thigh. You feel him getting hard again against your hip.

“Shit,” he mutters under his breath, eyes glued to the screen. “Look at you. Taking me so good even when you were nervous.”

You hide your face in his neck, cheeks burning. “This is so embarrassing…”

“Embarrassing?” He laughs—low and dark. His fingers slip under the edge of your panties, brushing over the damp fabric. “This is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. My little doll all dressed up, ribbons and bows, sucking me like she was starving for it.”

On screen, the angle changes—he’s got the camera lower now, filming from behind as he bends you over the bed. The skirt of the lingerie (if you can even call it that) is flipped up, panties pulled to the side. He’s sliding into you slow, letting the camera catch every inch disappearing inside you. Your back arches and your ribbons fluttering with every thrust.

You whimper on screen—high, needy. “Enjin—please—harder—”

Real-time you squirm against him. His fingers press harder between your legs, rubbing slow circles over the lace.

“Listen to yourself,” he whispers against your ear. “Begging for it. Look how wet you were. Still are.” He dips under the fabric, finds you slick and swollen. “Fuck, baby. Watching this is getting you worked up all over again.”

You bite your lip, hips rocking instinctively against his hand.

The video keeps going—him fucking you from behind, one hand in your hair, pulling just enough to arch your back. The ribbons bounce with every thrust. The socks have slipped halfway down your thighs now, bows askew. You’re moaning his name like a prayer, ass jiggling, thighs trembling.

On screen he growls, “Gonna fill this pretty pussy up. Gonna make you leak me all day in those cute little socks.”

He does. The camera catches the moment he buries deep, hips stuttering, groaning your name as he comes inside you. Then the slow pull-out—thick white cum dripping out, coating your folds, trickling down your thigh, staining the top of one sock.

The video ends with him turning the camera on your face—flushed, wrecked, smiling shyly at him while you try to catch your breath.

“Say hi to future me,” he says on screen, voice wrecked and smug.

You whisper, dazed, “Hi, future Jin… thanks for ruining me.”

The screen goes black.

Silence for a second.

Then Enjin exhales hard through his nose, cock fully hard against your hip now.

He turns his head, lips brushing your temple.

“Future Jin says you’re welcome,” he murmurs. “And present Jin wants to ruin you again. Right now.”

His hand slides fully under your panties, fingers circling your clit while the other tugs your hair gently.

"Keep the socks on. I wanna see them slip down your thighs while I fuck you just like that again.”

[arabella0001]

Sharing is caring?

𖥔 Pairing: Sasuke x Reader x Naruto

Summary: Dragged by his friend to a frat party after refusing way too many times enough for Naruto to be more annoying than usually, Sasuke find you in a messy condition. All of you are friends, so it’s not surprise Naruto joined the party after.

𖥔 Content Warning: modern AU, fratboy! Naruto, childhood friends, threesome, switch/versatile characters in bed, blowjobs, pussy eating, multiple orgasm, praise kink, after care, small yaoi/bl scene, poli couple suggested, SA mentions, 10k words

𖥔 A/N: Me and @beingsillyhere saw a modern fanart with them and it was impossible to let our lust demon control us. She inspired me to write this too. At first, I thought it would just be smut, without ever delving into the subject of poli. I realized after this fic that in certain contexts, I can understand why such concept exist. xD

Sasuke sighed irritated as he looked from where the abusing sounds come from — because that’s clearing not music. The recoiling din coming from the house only confirmed to him that he had no business being there.

You know when you say no to going out so many times that if you say it one more time you might lose your friend so you just say yes once?

“Lose” is not really a fitting word when it comes with Naruto, but he was way too annoying than usually. His loud voice buzzing his ear off these week.

“Come on! I’m sick of your ass staying in your damn house all day! Can you just come ONCE? You’ll not regret it, I swear!”

Sasuke leaned his back one of the University’s desk, hands over it each-other at his chest. The class will be empty soon. That’s what he hopes, since his friend decided to drag all the attention to him, curious eyes searching for more drama probably.

Come where? To…Naruto’s frat parties? Not his thing, and Naruto knows it, so why the hell he is so insistent—

“I’ll come too. I’m bored enough to come to one of your parties, Naruto.”

“Really?”

Naruto hugged you in front of Sasuke, way too enthusiastic about it while he rubbed his cheek against yours and Sasuke could’ve only imagined two chibi characters by how childish you both look. He almost rolled his eyes, but when you looked ar him, he found your gaze in an instant.

“How so?” He remember asking.

“Why? Now you’re tempted to come? That’s cute.” This time he rolled his eyes as you smirked back at him. “Come on, at least we will leave together if we get bored to death.”

Naruto’s mouth open offended, pointing his fingers at both of you.

“Don’t you dare leave until Flip Cup! You NEED to play at least once.”

You and Sasuke responded at the same time. “Pass.” And you chuckled, he snorted, eyes clinking with amusement.

Now here he is, wasting a Saturday night instead of doing something actually worthy of time.

Sasuke walked smoothly between shadowed figures, not really in the mood to interact, but he knew he would eventually. Maybe after a glass or two of whatever the frat boys have. Even the word "frat" makes him cringe inside just thinking about them — Kiba (of course), Choji, Shino (?), Naruto and Shikamaru. Rock Lee comes most of the time, as he heard from Naruto, happy to be included in anything his friends are in and way too serious whenever they play some stupid game together.

That’s right. It’s not his first party of this kind. He thinks he probably comes as rare as Neji does. He respects him from that. Nor that they are friends of anything.

Sasuke eventually entered the house. A two-storey house, something inherited from Naruto's uncle, Jiraiya, who most likely did this too in his past considering that he sometimes comes to parties and is embarrassing because Naruto always tells him that he's too old, but they still sometimes end up drinking together (and having a competition to see who drinks the fastest) while sharing stories until the morning arises.

He thought he should’ve worn noise-cancelling earbuds so his ears wouldn't bleed now by the trending music you also listen to sometimes, and he is always surprised to hear you singing mindlessly around him since at the same time you also share some common tastes in music too; actually, you even come to him to see his favourite artists at concerts.

Speaking of it, where are you? He quickly scanned the first floor, but there wasn’t any sight of you. Late? A little unusual, but he knew you liked to pre-game with your other friends, dressing up and all that. You shouldn’t take so long; he sometimes observed when you do your make-up in front of a small mirror how skilled you are when doing your…eyeliner? He remembered the word that you told him multiple times before.

As his mind wandered, Naruto’s figure appeared more clearly by the way he waved exasperated for Sasuke to see him.

“Hello?? Sasuke? Over here!”

He nodded, making eye contact with the others after. Naruto’s arms were over Shikamaru’s shoulder, who exhaled the smoke out of his mouth as he glanced at Sasuke coming. Naruto spoke first.

“It surely took you so long!”

“At least I’m here before [Name].”

Sasuke comes into the circle of them as Shikamaru addresses him, giving him a cigarette.

“Want one?”

Sasuke shook his head. “No. Maybe later.” He realized too late the smell from the cigarette was different, but he didn’t say something about it. Each on their own. But probably Choji’s father, who's also a police officer, could let them off easy.

Naruto spoke again.

“Where are they, anyway?”

While Kiba thumb-wrestles with Rock-Lee, both of them speak. First Kiba said, “Hinata texted me she will come soon with Tenten." Then Rock-Lee added. “Sakura and Ino too!” Kiba groaned when Rock Lee catches him off-guard, winning.

“Sorry, man! No intention to win every time, I promise.” Rock Lee's smile was contagious, making Kiba less irritated.

“Again.”

Sasuke’s phone lightened; a notification popped in. Naruto leaned over his shoulder when he saw Sasuke type back. Seeing a photo with you, Sakura and Ino drinking a glass of god knows what by the flashy colour it has.

🔗 Don’t we look like the most badass girls out in town?

You’ll be freezing to death in that dress.

Ok, dad.

I should’ve texted Naruto instead…

Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s phone, making him irritated by the gesture as Naruto pressed his thumb on the screen to send a voice message between the loud music, his voice loud as fuck to make both him and Shikamaru flinch since they were the ones closer.

▶️ Yeah, you should’ve texted me first, duhh! You all look veeery beautiful! So stop drinking all alone and come soon!

On the other side of the phone, you played the voice message as you applied the last important part of your make-up — lipstick. Then, you gulped down the glass, exhaling satisfiedly.

Ino chuckled, arranging her ponytail in the mirror. “Someone’s excited?” Sakura added as she tied her shoes near the door, ready to go. “I’m too. So hurry up!” Ino smirked, teasing both of you.

“Don’t tell me you got all pretty for some boys.”

Sakura huffed, annoyed, while you followed them as you replied to Ino.

“Yeah, right. Like it’s someone worthy out there to be excited.”

Looking at your own ghostly reflection in the taxi’s window, you were lost in belittling thoughts. Is something wrong with you?

It’s not like your whole purpose is to find a good man, nor like you believe those kinds exist (they do; take Rock Lee for example, you’re just exaggerating) or that you don’t enjoy your time alone, time with your friends and anything like that. Is that something that's been bugging you for some time…You need to get fucked. Like, really fucked. Not the barely satisfying quick sex with no real tension. The good, mindblowing fuck.

But it’s clear you’re not going to do it with anyone anytime soon, nor that you ever meet someone this fast who feels safe enough to do it.

Ino nudged your knee as Sakura watched the interaction in the middle mirror from the car.

“You good?”

Ino may like to tease you both, fight with you and everything, but she is a good friend.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t worry.”

Both of them are, actually.

When all three of you had your hands in each other, stumbling between crowds and crowds of people inside the house, Ino made enough room to walk, barking at random, drunk people for not having any kind of spatial awareness to move an inch as you all walked to dance a little. The music put out by Shino, since he had a thing for mixing songs and watching “his” public behind those black glasses, seems like it provides him enough fun to do so.

It didn’t take long for Naruto and Sasuke to see you. Sasuke watched for the side, glass stilling mid-air near his lips. He gives a quick scan of your appearance. Sasuke sighed, thinking to himself — You’ll be begging for his jacket later since you decide not to listen to him. A velvet black dress with thin stripes and lace details at the neckline and hem. A sensual cut on your thigh with a V neckline, adorned with a delicate decorative pendant in the centre. It looks good on you. Of course, he didn’t dwell on that thought. When he looked over and spoke, Naruto was nowhere to be found.

“They are here—Naruto?"

When Sasuke glanced back, he already saw his friend running towards where you are as he start hugging all of you. Naruto’s wide smile brightening the whole room as always.

“Uh, uh! What are my pretty girls doing?”

Ino and Sakura grinned at each other as they danced around him, circling him. He blushed as he chuckled softly, swinging his body along with them as he looked at you when you spoke.

“I told you we will be there. Lucky the drinks made by Ino’s mother were good enough for Shino’s music to actually sound good.”

All three of them agreed by the synchronised nod they gave you.

When Naruto vanished like a smoke in the wind from Sasuke’s side, the empty spot was soon filled by another presence. The redhead smirking at Sasuke as he looked back at her, recognizing despite the flashy, smoky eyes watching him.

“Oh? Look who decided to make his presence known at the party?”

Sasuke didn’t hear Karin too well, leaning to speak next to her head.

“Can’t hear you well. I’m here by force.”

The action didn’t get missed from your spot. Analysing them because from this position, you could see a Sasuke whispering in her ear and a Karin who giggled back as she took his hand to guide him…where?

You didn’t see much when your attention came back to Naruto, who just comically moved your hips to the beat, placing his hands on them as your hands found his shoulders. He lowered his head when you came to speak against his ear.

“I think Karin’s flirting will come to an end tonight.” Naruto blinked, lifting his head to look at you before turning his head dramatically to find the source of your conspiracy, but you gripped his arm tightly. “Don’t look like that, idiot! He’s going to see it.”

“Eeh? How?”

You rolled your eyes, still dancing with him like this. It might be weird for others, but people know how close you are enough for no possible girl crushing on Naruto to take it in a wrongful direction. In fact, most of the time you try to alert them not to fall for this fool. Not like Naruto will be a bad boyfriend, but he is in a phase of being a man-child, despite Kushina’s efforts. You feel embarrassed to tell her how her son behaves sometimes. Should you? Hmm.

“You know how creepy observant he is.”

Naruto snorted, glancing back shortly before grinning at you.

“Then if he’s getting it, I also need to pull out my game too!”

Tsk. You clicked your tongue, slapping his head slightly as he touched the spot.

“Ouch!”

But when he left, you had a clear view of the image in front of you. As Karin leant over a corner, smiling at Sasuke while speaking, Sasuke found your gaze in the crowd. You widen your eyes a little, feeling like you just interrupted something, so you find yourself shying away, going back to the girls.

Meanwhile, Sasuke’s talk was nothing you expected it. Karin was a classmate; he sometimes shares courses with her, along with two other guys. He actually thinks he wants to see them, at least for a cigarette. He was irritated to be dragged by Karin’a hand to a more open space, but his voice was neutral despite that.

“Why did you say you were forced here?”

“Not my type of parties.”

She chuckled, smiling at him sweetly.

“True. I was surprised even myself to see *the* Sasuke here.” Karin looked shamelessly over his body as he didn’t move an inch. “You look…good tonight.”

He’s not stupid; he knows Karin wants him in a way he doesn’t want. And when he looked in another direction, sensing someone’s watching him, he caught your glance as you danced with Naruto. You averted too quickly, and he raised an eyebrow, but then he remembered Karin is here too. He eventually dodged her compliment.

“Where’s Suigetsu and Jugo?”

Karin’s irritation was visible on her face, for him being as he always is, but also to remember that annoying hell of a friend they have together.

Near midnight, your dizzying state due to sweet intoxication made you tipsy for trying more since you’re not really drunk. Just close for perfection. Now in the kitchen, the second shot you took by yourself of tequila, followed by squeezing the lime between your lips, made you accidentally slurp a piece from it, hitting the back of your throat abruptly as you start chocking. The drink had a different taste, like some harsh herbs were mixed in here too, making your throat feel sore.

You felt Sai presence before you see it when he was near you, patting your back as his words seemed concerned in contrast to his faint smile.

“Are you okay?”

You gestured with your hand, body leaned towards as your hand gripped your stomach.

“Yes, yes.”

He gave you a glass of water as he smiled.

You don’t particularly have something with Sai. Just his cluelessness of how things work outside makes your veins boil sometimes. Like right now.

“Oh, it must be the drink I spice.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, licking your lips to taste that unfamiliar taste. You didn’t have time to check to see the tequila has actually tones with verdita and he is just a fool. When he just looked at you to see some reaction like you are some kind of social experiment, your voice turned aggravated.

“Are you joking, Sai?” His constant smile made you take him by the collar. “Tell me. Are you fucking joking?”

In the other room, closer to this, Sasuke was staying next to Naruto, who annoyingly put a hand over Hinata. She sent him a glare or two but didn’t complain. She knew Naruto knew she stood no chance. As the smoke from Shimakaru blew out from Sasuke’s mouth, his head was embraced by a fuzzy, comforting feeling, filling his lungs. Only for something to be taken out of the state. Your voice. Are you yelling, or does he have some paranoia? The second time he heard it, you were louder.

Sai raised his hands in surrender at your grip.

“It was a joke, haha…But why are you so riled up about it? We can try together if you want.”

When he towered over you, his hand touching your arm as he came closer, you felt an adrenaline pumped into you, your hand clenching on the side, the other flinching from his touch. “It’s not that why are you dressed so provocatively right now? I volunteer.”

I’m going to hit him. I’m going to hit him now.

“Get lost.”

Sai’s eyes widen, mirroring yours as you straighten up at the sound. First, you saw Sasuke’s hand over Sai’s shoulder; second, as Sai turned at him, the expression of your friend was intense. The seriousness in his gaze made you feel suddenly sober.

“Sasuke?”

“That’s not how you speak with a girl. You can see all over her body and face she’s uncomfortable.” He glanced at you.

Sai’s frightened eyes were proeminent only at the first.

“I didn’t realise."

Sasuke sighed, seeing the anger in your eyes.

“I said get lost. She’s not interested.”

Of course I’m fucking not!

You mantain eye-contact with Sasuke as Sai left; the kitchen room felt small since some of the people came to hear what happened, making you want ro go to the second floor, feet pushing against the steps like you wanted to dig holes. Sasuke followed you slowly with his hands in his pockets.

You flung open Naruto’s bedroom door. The last room on the right side of the corridor. Sasuke closed it quietly behind you, while your gestures remained utterly rough. You sat down on the bed, kicking off your sneakers and staying in your socks, yanking one shoe off aggressively as it refused to come off while you were speaking.

“Stupid fucking Sai. Is it really so hard to pick up on some signs? I swear they do it deliberately. Okay, maybe not Sai since he basically just landed on this planet and he’s speaking with actual people for the first time.” You groaned. “That was mean. Fine. I know he has a past, but I don’t fucking care right now!”

You looked at Sasuke and he caught your irritated expression. But something behind it, something he hadn’t yet deciphered, made him think there was more here than just the situation with Sai. Still, he tried to dissipate the tension in the room.

“He was aware something was off. He should’ve been more cautious since he was also drunk, not that it justifies his actions.”

You muttered under your mouth, looking away and steadying your breathing before meeting his gaze again. Your eyes flickered, becoming more conscious of the present.

“Thank you, Sasuke.” He only nodded, rubbing the back of his neck and thinking he was already getting bored with this night, but before he could suggest leaving— “So… you and Karin.” You wiggled your eyebrows.

He sharpened his gaze.

“Don’t start.”

“What? You seemed close!”

He placed his fingers between his brows.

“This is the 15th time I’ve tried to turn her down.”

You rolled your eyes.

“Such a nonchalant guy. You have to tell her directly!”

It irritated you for a second, but somehow it was projected, unrelated exactly to the topic. Mare of fact, it was the opposite. It triggered something, reminding you of insistent people from the past who don’t know how to accept a silent “no” and need it spelled out—and even then, there’s still the possibility they’re complete degenerates. Sasuke didn’t take it personally; he had his own internal monologue about not having time for fleeting outings that end in something superficial. Not that he didn’t have time, but it simply wasn’t a priority. “Sorry. It’s just like—”

You stopped when the bedroom door burst open, Naruto walking in with a foolish grin that quickly turned into confusion upon seeing your irritated expression.

“Oh? Why are you guys in my room?” He looked at Sasuke standing in front of you, then down at you resting on the bed, noticing your vexed expression. “What happened?”

Sasuke sighed. Here we are again. He explained shortly for Naruto.

“Want me to beat him?”

You looked exasperated at Naruto; the frustration you felt wasn’t something a fight would fix. Sasuke suggested something else.

“Do you want to leave?”

“You’re really going to let that dumbass ruin your night? Oh, come on!!! This night could be a blast!”

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at him. “Then why are you in your room?”

“I’m sweating all over. Need to change my t-shirt at least.” He then smelled his own armpits and looked satisfied, a smug expression on his face. “I still smell good as fuck. The perfume I bought from the store isn’t all that bad!”

Both of you made a disgusted face, saying in unison, “Naruto….” and then you added, “The cheaper it is, the worse it is for your skin.”

He mimicked your words, making you shoot him a glare, but then he added a teasing compliment.

“Sorry I’m not as fancy as you. All pretty dressed up and everything.” — making you blush, while Sasuke mentally added, “True,” silently aligning himself somewhere between Naruto and you when it came to taking care of appearance.

Then Naruto pulled his shirt off over his head as you watched him unconsciously, not having any inappropriate thoughts about his toned muscles—maybe just a fleeting one like, “So the effort really paid off, huh? He really is a gym bro.” But Naruto blushed slightly when he noticed you staring at him.

Your eyes wandered mindlessly at nothing in particular before Naruto broke the spell.

“Let’s go downstairs!”

You sighed, not really feeling like joining again, but not wanting to ruin their mood.

“I should go home.” You spoke with Sasuke. “Don’t need to come with me; I’ll take a taxi.” Then you spoke with Naruto. “I don’t want to ruin everyone’s mood.”

“Huh? But it’s not like you to avoid… Wait a minute.” You felt little under Naruto’s gaze. “What’s with that face?” Sasuke could see it too. Anger and sadness meddling together.

Finally, as they looked at you like you owed them some explanation, you found yourself speaking.

“I’m tired of arseholes. I’m so fucking tired. You two are guys — well, in a way.” They glared at you before you added. “It’s something wrong with me?” Their puzzled look made you shake your head. Forget it. It’s clear all my friends will say no. The girls already said it.”

You actually stilled when they spoke.

Naruto scratched under his chin.

“You’re too unapproachable sometimes to guys.”

“And impulsive," Sasuke added, then looked at Naruto. “Like you.”

Naruto raised an eyebrow, then continued his idea.

“Remember that time our classmates come to you to take you out?” He faked a shiver. “He was so scared when you looked at him with a murderous look. I bet he cried at home.”

You gasped. “Of course I refused him! Come on, we barely talked, and he invited me outside in front of all people?!”

Sasuke agreed with you.

“I’ll be the same.”

“Thank you!” You breathe out harshly. "These are shitty examples, whatever you two said. But I mean it! I’m so fucking tired!” As your words flowed out of your mouth, you felt falling into a trance, voicing out a monologue. “Don’t get me started on how awful the sex was with all of them.” You hummed, eyes furrowing in thought. “Maybe that time with the senior guy was not so bad. His tongue doesn't work wonders.”

At the lack of reaction, you looked at your two frozen friends on the spot. “What? Why are you guys acting like a 5th grader?”

For some reason, Naruto and Sasuke shared a glance. An unreadable message that neither of them really knows what it means. Despite the visible blush in Naruto’s cheeks, in contrast with Sasuke’s small ones on his pale skin that were covered by the moonlight, he spoke.

“Ermm, what does 'bad' mean for you?”

You blinked, thinking if you should explain some basic female anatomy, but eventually you closed your eyes as you exhaled.

“Nevermind.” When Sasuke sees your thinking face, he knows it will be trouble. “How the fuck do you guys get any?” You pointed first at Naruto.” Messy guys that probably forget their names but win them with silly jokes.”

“Hey! That’s not true—“Naruto’s words were cut off when you pointed at Sasuke too. “And the emotional constipated man who doesn’t want a relationship, but somehow he pulls.”

Sasuke interfered, not really taking your words to heart (you are right anyway).

“You shouldn’t compare your experience to us.”

But his impulsive friend has other opinions when you don't stop.

“You can’t be all that.”

“Want me to show you?”

Sasuke almost chokes on air at Naruto’s question. He shoved his friend in the shoulder, yet Naruto’s voice was annoyed, mocking even as you matched his childish behaviour, rolling your eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. No thanks.”

You rose on your feet when Naruto spoke again, not really meaning what he said.

“Are you sure you don’t expect too much, [Name]? Like…errrr I don’t know, do you just sit still and do nothing?”

You gasped, coming closer to him.

“Do nothing? Shut the fuck up, actually! I’m sure you don’t even focus on them that much. Maybe they even fake their orgasm!”

Naruto opens his mouth, offended, as Sasuke is on the side, not really believing what the fuck their friends are talking about.

“That’s not true at all! What are you—“

You chuckled, but not friendly at all, and you were so close the aggressive huffs of warm air spread on both of your faces.

“Yeah? Then why are you so angry if you are so sure you are soooo good? I bet you don’t even know how to kiss, but how to fuck!”

Naruto was out of his mind, but so were you. So, no one was at fault; it was equally a stupid heated action when your hand came behind Naruto’s back head while his came to grasp your cheek while your lips met. The kiss was urgent, to prove something, as Naruto’s tongue slipped into your mouth in a sloppy way, sensual enough to make you feel dizzy as you let them, to show you how wrong you are until you finally fight against it, your hand pressing against his chest to create a distance.

You couldn’t admit it, and you couldn’t yet realise what happened, only continuing the crazy scene.

“Don’t look so satisfied. I bet Sasuke is better than you.”

When you both glanced at your friend, the realisation started kicking in.

“Are you guys stupid? What the hell are you doing? Really, what the hell are you thinking?”

You blinked twice, letting your hand go from Naruto’s chest as Naruto was as bewildered as you are.

“Oh fuck!” Naruto tried to secure himself, turning his body to the sight as his hand was over his mouth.

“Shit…” You murmured, eyes wide open as you shared a glance at all of them. A stir of emotions messed with your head real bad. The taste of Naruto’s lips on you is still present, as both of you couldn’t really stop looking at each other to gauge any reaction. The guilt you felt every time you met Sasuke’s eyes was like you disappointed him. Both of you.

“Are you both drunk?”

You shake your head at the same time with Naruto, scared to say more. But Naruto accidentally looked somewhere he shouldn’t.

“You are hard too!”

You followed, surprised, where Naruto’s eyes go until you looked at Sasuke, well…at his lower body. Sasuke grunted embarrassed, now he was the one hiding too.

“Shut up. I was surprised.”

You repeat Naruto’s words.

“And you got hard.”

“Yeah. Because of my friends. So I’m no better. Let’s stop—“

“Is that really bad?”

You didn’t realise what the fuck you said until Sasuke looked over his shoulder in shock while Naruto was completely out of it.

“What…?”

They were so surprised when they saw your expression. Flustered, confused, with a loving glint in your eyes for one of the closest people in your life. But it's impossible not to observe—that you are aroused too.

“[Name]?”

Sasuke’s mind turned black for a second until he tried to make sense of all this situation while you turned around to not face them. He looked at Naruto's concerned expression, yet not against it. Fuck. They are fucked.

You looked toward the ground, only hearing your own violent heartbeat and the heavy breaths coming out of your mouth. They come slowly, giving you any time to move as you didn’t. Naruto’s hand brushed yours, letting his fingers trail down your arms as he followed every movement, mesmerised by how your skin shivered against his touch. Sasuke comes in front, letting his hand reach your chin to lift it softly only to meet your vulnerable, fragile gaze.

Naruto was the first to spiral, his hands stilled in the air.

“Are you really okay with this? Fuck, I feel so bad—“

While you processed Naruto’s world, glancing slightly to the sight before back to Sasuke, he spoke what you showed him.

“The limits are already crossed. We might as well go through it.”

Naruto gulped, feeling at ease when you finally spoke.

“I’m…okay with this.”

Sasuke didn’t trust himself as he hesitantly let his hand cup your cheek while you leaned into it. Hell, none of you could trust yourselves.

It made sense in a way — the vulnerability slipped through Naruto’s soft touches as he let your dress’s straps fall from your shoulder, his head lowering to kiss the spot here, making you gasp. The way Sasuke’s other hand let it wander down your neck, circling your collarbone as your breath accelerated by the minute. The way your head leans on Naruto’s shoulder as your hand comes next to your head for you to touch the half of his face in support.

It makes sense in a way why you all feel thrilled by the fact you shouldn’t do this, as guilt and intrusive thoughts start to evaporate by the trust you guys have in each other.

Your half-lidded eyes were drowning in Sasuke’s onyx eyes as Naruto’s touches started to be more firm, dragging his hands on your waist, lifting your dress up in the process as he felt your heated skin from the side of your thigh while his head nuzzled into your neck, letting slow kisses mark your body.

Then, you moved your head to close the distance as Sasuke did the same, letting you control the pace until your heavy breaths burnt against his mouth. You hummed against his lips when Sasuke finally kissed you. A kiss not rushed like Naruto’s previous one, yet with equal sensuality as he purred his desire in it.

When Naruto kneeled behind you, letting his hands brush your legs up and down to warm you, you felt your back arching, forcing you to stop Sasuke’s kiss as you glanced down to look into Naruto’s one in which he already watched you. His hands come between your thighs as his kiss comes closer and closer, where you feel throbbing.

Naruto's hoarse voice makes you whimper in need when he kisses the inside of your thigh.  “Should I continue? Please tell me I can.” As he returned the gesture to the other, Sasuke’s eyes waited expectantly for your answer. His hands come to the side and the other of your body before one of them comes behind your back, pushing it towards his chest as his spiky hair brushes your face, now being his turn to trace Naruto’s kisses with his own.

“Please…”

Naruto groaned, nipping your skin as Sasuke’s hand came to push you by the back more against his chest for him to wet your neck more with the touch of his hungry lips. The shock still runs through your body, not yet matching the fast of the events as you find yourself needing their affection, despite fighting them no longer before. Are you really going to do this?

Might as well do something back. You tug at Sasuke’s hair as he lifts his face, inches apart from you, until you kiss him again while he responds in an instant, more passionate than before. You hear Naruto’s knees hit the floor as he lifts your dress more, giving him more access to see your ass hidden by those panties that made him twitch in his pants at the sight.

Your eyes widen, breaking from Sasuke’s kiss as you moan against his mouth when Naruto starts palming your ass in his big hands. You suddenly became aware of your surroundings, the music from downstairs a harsh slap.

“W-wait—“

Sasuke moved his eyes all over your face, his breath ragged while Naruto stopped himself, his hands still on the sides of your legs.

“What happened?” Sasuke asked in a whisper.

“The door. Lock the door!”

Naruto stumbled to rise from his feet, hands supporting his weight, clumsy as he almost fell in order to reach the door.

“Fuck, true. I should text Shikamaru to say, “Don't..." He locked the door as he took his phone from his back pocket. “…don’t search for me.”

Shit. Right. Maybe your girls are searching for you too? Maybe there's a possibility for them to not miss your presence that much? What if—

Sasuke tilted your hand from the side with one of his fingers to make you come back to them.

“Don’t overthink it. We will speak about it after.”

You gulped as you nodded while Naruto returned to his previous spot, phone now in some random place in the room, moving his hands down your body, squeezing here and here as he murmured. “Yeah. Let me prove you wrong for all the shit you said to me.”

He grinned at you from below, and it only made you breathe out a laugh. The anxiety once again dissipates while Sasuke showed he shared his friend’s sentiment to make you feel good as his own hands start roaming on your body, palming your breast against his hands until he squeezed them.

Then, you remembered what you wanted to do. To regain a little control. He gasped when you came to kiss the skin on his neck, moaning between those kisses as Naruto’s touches came closer between your legs until his fingers felt your pussy through the panties, slowly dragging them up and down.

“Fuck, [Name]. You are already so soaked for us.”

You felt embarrassed by him exposing you, yet you let your own hands wander over Sasuke’s body until you reached his waistline. He watched you, feeling his muscles tense, yet you could see he wanted you to continue. His breath faltered as he made eye contact with you when you started stroking over his pants, only to bypass them to feel him against his hard dick struggling in his shorts.

His lips claimed yours as you continued to feel him under his pants, yet it was hard to focus to be more coordinated as Naruto teased your pussy, occasionally licking your ass cheeks. Only then, at the same time, when Naruto put your panties to the side to expose your glistening pussy while you wanted also to feel Sasuke’s directly, you find yourself speaking.

“G-Guys, we should wash our hands.”

Naruto groaned in complaint as Sasuke stilled in front of you. Why didn't he think about it sooner? You didn’t want to ruin the vibe, but you still feel Sasuke’s taste of weed and Naruto’s one with alcohol. Who knows what things they touched before, and you the same—but Naruto took your hands in his to rush you to the bathroom as he let you first.

“Let’s do it faster. Fuck, I’m so hard. I need to eat you.”

You blushed, and Naruto just laughed it off, dragging you into the bathroom as Sasuke followed. You wash your hands under the sink, ears ringing from the sudden interruption you caused, more aware of the present, but they didn’t seem to mind. Naruto’s hips pushed Sasuke’s to wash his hands as Sasuke returned the gesture, making Naruto splash water on him.

"Asshole!"

“Tsk. Naruto…”

Sasuke gripped Naruto’s arm as his friend gripped the other one, their faces inches apart. Jeez, such foolish guys. Yet, when you see the way they looked at each other, a sudden thought popped into your mind. They glanced back at you as you couldn’t hide a smirk.

“What?” They asked in unison, and you shook your head. No, maybe you’ll do something about it later. Now is not the moment.

You turned around as your skirt was still lifted, ass exposed to their sight, as they followed you mindlessly into the room until Naruto rushed to the bed, taking your hands in him to move you over his lap horizontally.

“Naruto, that’s embarrassing!”

“Nuh, uh! This is fucking sexy.” As he starts squeezing your ass, the side of his hand comes between your cheeks and parts them to give him space while he moves the panties to the side.

“I’m not shaved.”

Naruto stopped for a second, raising an eyebrow. “Oh. And…? Aww, it’s trimmed. All this for us?”

“How should I have known—Fuck…" You suck for breath, making him chuckle.

“Shhh, let us make you feel good.” The shyness faded when you felt his fingertips directly on your clit, playing with the wetness. “Oh, damn….” He groaned at the feeling, looking then at you as you opened your mouth, eyes glancing up at Sasuke, who approached the bed, his hand coming to lift your chin, his thumb pressing on your lips as you started to suck around it.

You push your arms, elbows resting on the bed, and your hands come to rushly undress him while he helps you.

“Someone’s impatient?” Sasuke asked, and Naruto then slapped your ass, making you gasp. “She sure is by how wet her pussy is too.”

You whined at his dirty words, “S-Shut up!” Yet the slap was so sweet you moved your hips to ask for more as Naruto chuckled, slapping your ass again as he watched it bounce. At the same time, you lick your lips when Sasuke’s pants drop to the floor, taking his dick in his hands to stroke it.

“So pretty.” The whisper falling from your mouth made Sasuke’s leg tremble. You put your hand over his as he let you do it alone. His groans start mixing with your moans.

When Naruto’s fingers circle around your pussy hole until he tested the tightness slowly to enter more, he stilled your hips as you wanted to run for him at the sweet feeling.

“No, no. Stay here, baby.” His arm rested on your back, his hand squeezing your waist as the other made sure to do the job better, fingers thrusting in your pussy deeper.

“I-It feels so fucking good—“

“Yeah?” He added one more to reward you, making you so aroused by the slightly painful stretch that turned into pleasure that it made you stroke Sasuke more roughly from the base to the bottom, spreading his precum as he hissed.

Then when you let your mouth open, tongue slipping out of your mouth, and tapped Sasuke’s tip on it, you made sure to look into his eyes. You never saw Sasuke with this expression, so utterly fucked, making his dick throb already.

“Sasuke…”

“Open, [Name].”

Naruto watched when Sasuke put a hand over your head, slowly inching you closer as he moved closer until his dick entered your mouth. He groaned at your eagerness as you started to swallow his friend's dick, hollowing your cheeks as you gagged around his size. It made Naruto’s dick painfully hard, moving his hips as he felt your heat under him. His fingers pumped rougher inside of you, making your throat meet Sasuke’s slow thrust.

Naruto slapped you with his other hand, more loudly than before, as the red imprint it made now, making you moan louder, sending vibrations on Sasuke’s dick as he looked down at the tears painting your cheek from his cock filling your mouth, at the pleasure resting between your eyebrows as you tried to suck him more and more.

“Mhm. Good, [Name]. Look at me. You’re going to cum for us?”

You nodded rapidly as Naruto saw it, letting his thumb go to circle your clit at the same time his two fingers fucked your pussy.

Sasuke emptied your mouth as he felt you barely breathing, giving you a short kiss as he crouched down to be at your level, to look at your desperate expression.

“I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum—“ Your screams filled the room, making Sasuke clasp a hand over your mouth as he whispered, "Shh. Sorry, sorry.” While from Naruto’s mouth, only praises could be heard. “Fuck, baby. Cum on my fingers—such a good, good girl.”

Your cries now muffled by Sasuke’s hand turned to an end while you orgasm as he slowly let his hand go, legs convulsing around Naruto’s grip as he dragged your orgasm slowly with his fingers until they slipped out of your pussy, only for him to suck them as he moaned. Naruto, quickly move under you, switching places and raising your trembling legs, coming on his back as his face comes under your lower body.

Sasuke tried to help you move as you barely catch your breath, struggling to form words.

“Naruto, what are you…what are you doing?”

He tried to move your hips, urging you with a small pat on your ass.

“Come on, baby, one more. Let me eat you. Sit on my face.”

“Noo! I’m going to suffocate you—Ah!”

He dragged his fingers between your folds as he groaned. “You’re so soaked for us. Soo fucking wet.” He managed to kiss your sensitive clit, sucking around you as he gripped your hips to go lower as you unconsciously rested on his face. Sasuke helped you straighten yourself, hands resting next to your body as you grinded on Naruto’s face while you watched Sasuke undress the last piece of his cloth, his black shirt. With a knee over the bed, Sasuke comes closer to you as your hands come to wander over his abs. He put a hand behind your head, closing the distance to kiss you. Luckily, he finally gets you to touch you more, squeezing your breast and pinching your nubs as you cry against his lips, barely meeting him.

You and Sasuke barely heard Naruto’s sweet words between the squelch of your pussy.

“Such a pretty pussy—Mhmm—you taste so good, b-baby—“

His hand goes lower when Naruto lets his tongue go inside and out of your pussy, cleaning your orgasm while Sasuke’s fingers now circle on your clit. Sasuke’s mouth twitched as you once again were struggling to kiss him back, coming to whisper against your ear.

“You like it when Naruto says compliments to you?" Since then, do you need validation? Or... is this a praise kink?”

You shivered at his words, never seeing Sasuke teasing you while his fingers circled more rapidly, letting your chest rest on him as his head came over his shoulder, seeing only an inch of Naruto’s face buried into your pussy.

“Should I compliment you more? Tell you how you make me feel too?”

“Sasuke—Y-Yes! Please—fuckfuckfuck!”

He tugged your head to lean back as he watched how your eyes rolled by the way Naruto was moving your hips against him, while two more strokes of Sasuke’s hand helped you reach your second orgasm.

Only then did Naruto lift you enough for you to sit on his chest, breathing heavily, face completely red.

“Fuck me…. This was so fucking hot, baby…All of this is so hot.”

Sasuke cupped your cheek, murmuring a soft “Are you okay?” as your breath faltered, eyes heavy with desire while you nodded. Naruto helped you move from one top of him by the grip on your legs, while Sasuke guided you by the hand, yet they both followed how your fragile legs landed on the floor as their eyes followed your movements down when you knelt in front of them. The eyes were now wide open.

While Sasuke was already undressed, you only put a hand on him while the others struggled to help Naruto take his pants off.

“Wow, wow—[Name], what are you…" Sasuke added, knowing what you want. “You don’t need to…”

You glanced up at him, and he was still on his spot as you murmured while your face now nuzzled along the hard bulge formed over Naruto’s shorts.

“But I want to.”

“Oh, damn…" Naruto moaned as you played with his dick until he helped you get his dick out of his pants. You licked around his tip, cleaning off the precum here before you hollowed your cheeks to take him in inch by inch.

Naruto’s hand comes to tug your hair gently, barely putting it in a ponytail, as Sasuke gasps when your other hand starts wandering from his waistline until you wrap it around him, stroking him as he is already wet from your mouth.

You took turns then, alternating between their dicks as you tried to look in their eyes. Sasuke caressed your face, tilting your chin and then widening your cheeks a little with his fingers for his dick to reach deeper. You moan at the gesture, squeezing lightly Naruto’s cock as he hisses in pleasure while you start stroking him more from the base to the bottom. He starts squeezing your breast, tugging your nubs between his fingers as you return to suck him again, sending vibrations on his veins too by the moan you give them.

“She’s so out of it. So pretty.” Naruto watched in awe, as Sasuke was no different. “Mhm. She is," Naruto added again. “So good for us.”

Naruto’s dick slipped out from your mouth with a pop as you started stroking it at the same time. Your heart beats so hard as you watch their chest go up and down; their focus on you makes your mind turn wilder.

“Kiss each other."

“Hmm?” Naruto’s were shut as he hummed in pleasure while Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows in pleasure and yet confusion too.

“Please. I want to see it.”

Naruto opened his eyes, turning to look at his friend as he was already watching it. By the look in Sasuke’s eyes, he could see he was hesitant but completely getting with the flow when Naruto’s face could only signal one thing: Fuck it. His lustful gaze matched Sasuke’s one before he put a hand behind his neck to drag him closer. You helped Sasuke be more comfortable when you started sucking him again more, making him more aroused to kiss Naruto. He put a hand over your head while you moan at the sight before Naruto claimed his friend’s lips in a messy kiss.

It didn’t take long when you felt Sasuke’s hips moving, thrusting in your mouth deeper as cum started pouring down your throat, only for your face to be covered in Naruto’s cum too as he took your hand away so he could stroke himself rougher over you.

Naruto whispered against Sasuke’s mouth between his kisses.

“Mhmm—More." His tongue slipped inside Sasuke’s again while yours was now out of your mouth to lick Naruto’s orgasm too since Sasuke’s cum was already in your belly, yet some of it slipped on your chin, mixing with Naruto’s. Sasuke barely breathed out when Naruto finally let him, both looking in each other's eyes before they looked at your pleased expression, a smirk on your face as your wish happened.

Then, Sasuke took you on the bed, you sitting between his legs, back pressing against his chest while his hands find your breasts, playing with your nubs as you moan next to his ear. Naruto’s grin was devilish as he came in front of you, parting your legs as you trembled when his long finger circled around your clit.

Then, his eyes widen at a sudden thought.

“Wait! Wait—I have…? I have something here. Pink? Weird form? What’s that called, huh? Let me check.”

He stumbled on the bed, on his belly, while he started digging in the small cabinet next to his bed until a vibrator was now in his hand.

Sasuke was flabbergasted the same way you were.

“This is yours?”

Naruto scratched his neck, embarrassed, avoiding eye contact.

“I use it once or twice. Can’t remember…”

Mhm.

You felt already stimulated by the sound it made when Naruto clumsily turned it on. He gripped your leg to stay still as your hips rise by the sudden vibration against your swollen clit.

“Heh. You’re so sensitive, baby.” He chuckled as you couldn’t even retort something back, whining by the feeling. As your body convulsed under the restless movement of the vibrator, Sasuke didn’t lose time to touch every inch of your body, his mouth sucking against your shoulder, followed by a bite that made you hiss in pleasure. His hands caressed your sides until you felt his dick pocking in your back. While Naruto comes to kiss you, you lift yourself a bit, bending your body as Sasuke has more visible, cupping your ass and letting his dick grind teasingly.

“Condoms—“

“Don’t worry.”

He took the one dropped by Naruto earlier when he took the vibrator, his teeth taking out the preservative from it as his breath accelerated.

You gasp against Naruto’s mouth when you feel his tip testing your entrance. He slipped out, taking some arousal between your folds before fingering your pussy with two fingers slowly, stretching you out a little bit before he replaced it with his dick. Naruto kissed you even if you didn’t respond; his hand over the vibrator didn’t bulge as he spoke between low breaths.

“Come on, [Name].” He placed his hands over your lips, lowering himself as he watched both of his friends moan. Sasuke’s dick entered you inch by inch until you were fully filled by him. Your pussy squeezed around him, urging Sasuke to move as you start bouncing, matching his rhythm.

“Oh my God—“

“F-Fuck.” Sasuke groaned, feeling himself getting closer way too soon, slipping out at least for a bit just to help you move on on your hands and knees, just before his dick came back inside your trembling pussy, milking him enough by how wet you are as you start cumming on his dick, your cries muffled as Naruto put a hand over your mouth.

“You’re so pretty. Fuck, can’t wait to feel you. Did Sasuke fuck you dumb, baby?” You whine in pleasure as Sasuke’s hips thrust roughly, chasing his own orgasm by how aroused he is, looking on as his friend kisses you as Naruto starts stroking himself when he puts the vibrator to the side, already hard just from watching you two. When Naruto glanced up, his gaze locked on Sasuke, like a trigger for his friend’s orgasm, his cum purring inside of you, filling the condom to the brim. One last thrust and Sasuke stilled inside you, his head leaning back with eyes closed.

Naruto, on the other hand, takes you with him as he leans on his back; a whine leaves your mouth when Sasuke’s dick slips from your pussy, feeling already empty. Yet, not for too long. But first, you want to do something else. You took the vibrator in your hand, watching Naruto’s panicked expression.

“What do you want to do with t-that?”

You whispered against his ear, tracing his body with the vibrator in your hand.

“Can you let me do it on you too, Naruto? I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

Sasuke doesn’t know if he is lucky he is not the one in Naruto’s place or not. Watching Naruto, how he hesitantly nods, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment as a cry escapes his mouth when his dick starts feeling the vibration while you move it up and down, touching slightly from time to time his tip. Letting him in a haze as you chuckled, Naruto barely managed to put his own condom on his dick before you were already on top of him.

“Baby, wait—l” Naruto put his hands around your waist in an instant. “Nghh!!” Your hands came around your shoulder as you bounced on his dick, hips burning for your desperate moves. Lucky, he helped you by gripping both sides, sliding your pussy up and down. Sasuke was still recovering on his back, watching the scene in front of him completely in awe. He moved just when Naruto switched the position, your back dropping on the bed, your legs now over his shoulder as his dick starts fucking you rough. When you look up, Sasuke comes over you, placing his hands on each side of your head as he nuzzles your face, kissing your cheeks and temples as you cry for both of them.

“One more time, baby. I know you can. This sweet pussy listened to us all night. R-Right—Mhmm—Sasuke?”

Sasuke claimed your lips despite the weird position, murmuring against it.

“Mhm. A very good girl.”

His whisper against your ear makes you already on the edge, letting your hand come between your legs to touch your clit, barely feeling it by how sensitive it was. You watched Naruto moan in pleasure when he saw you, just before you glanced up to lock your gaze on Sasuke, who was already watching every reaction you gave him.

“I’m close. I’m so close—“

Naruto’s thrust reached deeper, rougher, his balls slapped your skin so loudly as he chased both of your orgasms. “Yes, yes, yes—give it to me. Cum on my dick, please—“

“Fuck!” Your cries now muffled by Sasuke's mouth as Naruto felt your walls squeezing inside as you cum, his tip so stimulating it was enough to fuck your pussy just a little for his own big load to start, filling your pussy.

This time, Naruto didn’t slip out like Sasuke needed to, coming over to you, nuzzling in your neck while Sasuke pressed kisses on your face, caressing your body while your orgasm wore off. Eventually, Naruto moved to give you space to breathe.

Sasuke was on the side, his body facing yours, resting on your back, while Naruto’s was between your legs, his head resting on one of your thighs as one of his hands circled your skin.

You glanced back at your phone after you finally managed to text one of the girls, Ino.

I will not come back to the party :( I’m sorry!! Dance for me some more 🥹 I’m with the boys

🙄You are lucky I trust that assholes when it comes to you

The silence of the moment triggered as reality started checking in. Naruto’s gaze dismantled you; you also felt Sasuke’s gaze following every exhalation you had, the pressure between your ribs heavy. Sasuke was the first to nudge your body. You felt as if you couldn’t realise it was your voice speaking.

“Do you guys feel less of me now?”

Naruto lifted his head slightly, brows furrowed. “Huh?” While Sasuke looked down at you, you only gave him a quick glance before avoiding both of their staring.

“Do you? Think less of us?” When you bit your lip, the words didn’t slip out of your mouth, but for Sasuke, it was enough. “So there is the problem.” He added after a pause. “Do you think we saw you like this until now?”

“D-Did you?”

Sasuke’s reply comes in a second. “Never.” Following Naruto’s one, as he sits on his elbows, you closing your legs embarrassingly broke the safe they provide. “Me neither. Wait. Well… I kind of saw you in that way. Just one time! Maybe in 5th grade when you kissed me on the cheek on my birthday! “His cheek blushes. “But you were the first girls, so that’s why! And I felt very bad afterwards — he gestured with his hands to show an X. “—And ban myself like it’s a no, no—a minefield!”

Because of Naruto’s antics, you couldn’t control it, the small snort slipping from your mouth. To both your and Sasuke's surprise, Naruto continued.

“You are pretty and attractive—I mean…both of us are aware of that. And cool too. But…” He glanced in a random spot, pouting as he tried to find his words. “I don’t know…in a way like…we could beat someone’s ass if they mess with that big heart of our friend.” He accentuated his point by pressing his finger two times between your breasts as he spoke. “Not like we want to fuck you.” You raised an eyebrow. “Well, we did fuck you, but you get it—“

Sasuke sighed, pressing his fingers between his eyebrows.

“Naruto, shut up. It’s enough.”

You murmured, “I… I’ll do the same for you, guys. I hope you know that.”

Sasuke was silent, communicating with his soft touches against your shoulders, his arm going over your head as you leant your back onto his chest. A mix of emotions is bubbling inside your veins as thoughts start to form and disperse until another one picks up your anxiety. Naruto glanced at both of you, unsure on what to say more until you speak.

“What will happen now? What will happen if you guys get in a relationship? It will be weird! I couldn’t ever face your new—“

They both freeze, and Sasuke tries to interfere, in vain. “You speak too soon—“

Your eyes stinged as the raw voice left your mouth, trembling. “I-I don’t want to lose you!”

The silence that followed, the impactful one after your words, gave Naruto and Sasuke time to think.

Sasuke was the first to speak. “You will not.” Then Naruto followed, glancing at Sasuke before he nodded. “Yeah, we don’t want to leave you.”

You turned to Sasuke, then at Naruto, heart pumping violently at the implications.

“But how? It’s not like we can become a c…people will—“

Naruto, at least, didn’t think through the end of what a relationship with you and his friend might mean, so he watched Sasuke with curiosity the same way you did.

“We are not in ancient time… It’s not like it’s shocking news for boys to kiss boys or girls to kiss girls.”

He saw the glint in your eyes, already anticipating the tease in your next words.

“I guess not. I mean…you guys also seemed immersed when you kissed each other."

They both flinched visibly. Oh? Spoke too soon? You thought you should let them explore this when you looked down at Naruto’s adorable expression, still between your legs as he looked up at Sasuke. His friend's expression wasn’t indifferent to them; it glinted with something they both see in yours. Some hidden rule broke that time.

After that discussion, you and Naruto were still in the bed. Catching your breath, you and he were lying flat on your backs on the whole bed while Sasuke picked up your clothes from the floor, blush spreading on your face when he also took your soaked panties.

Then, at a final deep exhale, you and Naruto both look at each other at the unplanned synchronisation. It took a second before you both burst out laughing, your eyes tingling with something soft.

“Up.”

You both lifted your heads slightly toward Sasuke, who was looking down at your ravished naked bodies. Even though he didn’t have his hands on his hips, his attitude was exactly like that.

“Eeh?”

Sasuke closed his eyes, sighing.

“You need to wash up. We are dirty. The sheets are dirty too.”

Naruto whined, his head slumped back on the bed.

“Do we really have to?” He blinked twice as you watched him, amused. He’s still himself; your fear that he might be different around you now eased a little. “Wait! Together?”

Sasuke made eye contact with both of you; it was as if you were waiting for something you couldn’t quite put into words. His voice softened, despite his irritating gaze.

“If this is what it takes for both of you to take a bath…I guess so.”

Then, Naruto turned to you excitedly, giving you a quick kiss, his hands squeezing your cheeks, before helping your trembling legs move and leading you to the bathroom, holding your hand tightly. Sasuke followed afterwards, but before you entered the bathroom, you looked over your shoulder, your gaze meeting him.

Sasuke’s mouth parted a little at your sudden gesture when you leant toward him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Come with us, Sasuke!”

And he did. He followed both of you like he always did and will do.

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Both. Both is good 👌👌👌👌👌👌

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I love your oneshots so much. I was wondering if you could write one where Enjin finishes fast and gets embarrassed

Love to think about this cocky bastard actually being so over the moon for his girl that he can't control himself

You feel way too good

You’ve been teasing each other all damn day.

Since breakfast, really—his texts starting innocent (“miss your mouth already”) and escalating fast (“gonna bend you over the second we get home, baby, been hard thinking about how wet you get for me”). By the time you walk through the door he’s already all over you.

He doesn’t even let you kick your shoes off properly. Hands everywhere—mouth on your neck, fingers yanking your shirt over your head, jeans shoved down your thighs before you’ve made it three steps inside. You’re laughing, breathless, until he gets you naked and on the bed in record time.

Legs pushed up to your chest, knees hooked over his arms, spread wide and open for him. You’re soaked—have been since the third dirty text—and he groans the second his fingers brush your entrance.

“Fuck… look at you. Dripping already. Been waiting for this cock all day, huh?”

He lines up, rubs the head through your folds once, twice—coating himself in your slick then pushes in slow.

The stretch is perfect. Hot. Familiar. Your walls flutter around him immediately, welcoming him deep, and you moan his name—soft, needy, exactly the way he loves.

“Enjin…”

He bottoms out with a low, wrecked sound. Forehead drops to your shoulder for a second, hips flush against yours, breathing hard through his nose like he’s trying to hold it together.

“Goddamn… you feel—fuck, you always feel so fucking good—”

He pulls back—slow, savoring the drag—then thrusts once.

Deep and firm, making your back arches; you gasp.

He slams his hips againts yours the second time and fuck you feel good. Way too good.

He slams in deep for the third time loving the wet slap sound—and freezes.

His whole body locks up. A choked, embarrassed groan rips out of his throat. His cock pulses hard inside you—once, twice, three times—and then he’s coming. Hot, sudden spurts flooding you before he’s even really started moving.

He doesn’t thrust again.

Just… stays buried, hips jerking in tiny, helpless twitches as he empties inside you way too fast.

Silence.

Except for both of you breathing like you’ve run a marathon.

You feel him soften almost immediately—still twitching, still leaking the last weak pulses—but he doesn’t pull out. He just… drops his forehead to yours, eyes squeezed shut, cheeks flushed darker than you’ve ever seen them.

“Fuck,” he mutters. Barely audible. “Fuck. I—”

You blink up at him, still hazy from the stretch and the sudden heat blooming inside you.

Then it hits you.

He just… came. After three thrusts.

Your lips twitch.

He feels it—the tiny shift of your mouth—and cracks one eye open, mortified.

“Don’t,” he warns, voice hoarse. “Don’t you dare laugh.”

But you’re already smiling—soft, fond, not mocking.

“Jinnie…” You smile "I promise i'm not making fun of you"

He groans again—longer, more dramatic—and buries his face in your neck like he can hide from reality.

“I talked so much shit all day,” he mumbles against your skin. “Said I was gonna fuck you for hours. Make you come five times before I even thought about finishing. And then—three thrusts. Three. Like a fucking teenager.”

You slide your hands up his back—gentle, soothing—fingers threading through his white hair.

“Hey,” you whisper. “Look at me.”

He doesn’t want to. But he does—slowly—eyes glassy with embarrassment, cheeks still burning.

You cup his face.

“It’s okay,” you say softly. “It’s cute.”

He makes a pained noise.

“Cute?”

“Yeah.” You smile wider, brushing your thumbs over his cheekbones. “You were so worked up thinking about me all day that you couldn’t even last. That’s… really hot, actually. Means I feel that good to you.”

He exhales hard through his nose—half-relieved, half-still mortified.

“I’m supposed to be the one wrecking you,” he mutters. “Not… coming in three seconds like I’ve never fucked before.”

You lean up and kiss him—slow, sweet, reassuring.

“I love when you lose control,” you whisper against his lips. “Means I’m doing something right. And honestly? Feeling you come inside me that fast… it’s kinda perfect. Warm. Sudden. Like you couldn’t hold back even if you tried.”

He groans again—but softer this time—and finally relaxes a fraction, letting his weight settle more comfortably over you.

“You’re too nice to me,” he mumbles.

“Nah. Just honest.”

Then he lifts his head, yellow eyes flicking down to where you’re still connected—his cum starting to leak out around him.

“Gonna make it up to you,” he says, voice low and determined. “Gonna eat you out until you’re crying. Gonna make you come on my tongue so many times you forget I just embarrassed myself.”

You smile—lazy, sated, already tingling at the promise.

“Deal.”

He kisses you once more—slow, grateful—then carefully pulls out (both of you wincing at the sensitivity). He doesn’t go far. Just slides down your body, hands spreading your thighs wide again.

“Stay just like this,” he murmurs, already kissing the inside of your knee. “Gonna clean you up first… then make you scream.”

And yeah—he spends the next hour proving he can still wreck you because cocky or not… when he’s embarrassed, he overcompensates.

And you’re not complaining.

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A dinner night

Summary: You prepared a small dinner for everyone

Warnings: none, just fluff, found family core

The hideout's kitchen is a cramped, makeshift space—scavenged counters, mismatched pots, and a stove that runs on whatever fuel Enjin jury-rigged last week—but tonight, it's alive with the sizzle of onions and garlic hitting hot oil. You've been at it for over an hour, chopping vegetables and browning chunks of meat (whatever protein Gris managed to trade for in the last supply run), stirring in spices until the air thickens with the rich, earthy scent of curry. Simple, hearty stuff: rice bubbling in a big pot, curry loaded with carrots, potatoes, and greens to make up for the week's worth of stale snacks and energy bars everyone's been surviving on.

You wanted this. After watching Rudo scarf down junk like it was nothing, Riyo complaining about her stomach growling during patrols, Zanka quietly pushing through without a word, Guita fidgeting like she was starving but too shy to ask for more, and even Gris looking more worn than usual—you figured it was time for a proper meal. Something home-cooked, even if "home" is this dingy corner of the Abyss.

You felt arms wrap around your waist from behind—familiar, warm, a little too tight. Enjin's chin hooks over your shoulder, his yellow hair tickling your cheek as he peers into the pot.

"Smells like you're playing house again," he murmurs, voice low and teasing, lips brushing your ear. "Adopted the whole damn team, huh? Team Akuta and Team Child lining up for mama's cooking."

You elbow him lightly, but he doesn't budge—just chuckles and presses closer, one hand splaying flat against your stomach under your shirt for that extra bit of distraction.

"Enjin," you warn, stirring faster to hide the smile creeping up. "If you're gonna tease, at least make yourself useful."

He hums like he's considering it, then nips at your neck quick enough to make you jump. "Fine, mama. What do you need?"

You spin around in his arms, grabbing the frilly apron you'd found buried in a supply crate (probably meant as a joke gift originally) and tying it around his waist with a flourish. It's pink, with little flowers, and it looks ridiculous on his tall, pierced frame.

"There," you say, stepping back to admire your work. "Now chop those onions over there. And no slacking."

Enjin stares down at the apron. His eyes are narrowing, but the corner of his mouth quirks up. "You're lucky I like you." He grabs the knife anyway, muttering under his breath about 'domestic bullshit' while he dices like a pro—years of handling tools paying off.

By the time the curry's done—thick, savory, spooned over steaming rice—you call everyone in. The table (a rickety slab of salvaged wood) fills up quick: Rudo slouches into a seat, eyeing the food like it's a trap but inhaling deeply anyway; Riyo plops down next to him, scissors Jinki tucked away for once, grinning wide; Zanka takes a quiet spot at the end, nodding thanks; Guita scrambles in with wide eyes, and Gris settles in last, massive frame making the chair creak, offering a gruff "Smells good."

No Amo tonight—she's off napping in her corner after a long day—but the chatter starts almost immediately. Riyo dives in first, moaning around her first bite. "Holy shit, this is way better than those protein packs. You gotta do this every night."

Rudo grunts agreement, shoveling food in like he hasn't eaten in days—which isn't far off. "Yeah... thanks." It's quiet, but sincere, his usual scowl softened just a bit.

Zanka eats methodically, but you catch him sneaking seconds when he thinks no one's looking. Guita picks at hers at first, then devours it with little happy hums, whispering, "So yummy...".

The room buzzes with easy talk—Riyo ribbing Rudo about his latest trash beast takedown, Zanka chiming in with dry facts about Jinki maintenance, Guita giggling at everything. You finally sink into your chair beside Enjin, the tension from the week easing out of your shoulders as you watch them all relax, laugh, just... be kids for a minute. Or close to it.

You lean over, resting your head on Enjin's shoulder—solid and warm, the apron still tied around him like a badge of defeat. "I wish this was their life," you murmur softly, just for him. "Not the Abyss. Not fighting every day. Just... this. Normal dinners, no worries."

He shifts, arm sliding around your waist to pull you closer, thumb tracing lazy circles on your hip. "Yeah," he says quietly, voice losing its usual cocky edge. "Me too." He tilts his head, pressing a slow kiss to your temple—lingering, tender in a way he saves for moments like this. "You're good for 'em, you know. Good for me too."

Across the table, Rudo glances up at you mid-bite, like he's waiting for something—approval, maybe, or just acknowledgment. Enjin catches it, smirking as he spoons more curry onto his plate.

"Look at that," Enjin says louder, nodding at Rudo. "Kid's fishing for mama's thumbs-up. What, you need her to pat your head too, Rudo? 'Good job eating your veggies'?"

Rudo's face flushes red, spoon freezing halfway to his mouth. "Shut up, Enjin. I wasn't—"

Riyo bursts out laughing, nearly choking on her rice. "Oh man, he's got you pegged!"

You swat Enjin's arm, shooting him a look. "Leave the boy alone, Jin. And eat your own food before it gets cold."

Enjin grins—unrepentant—but squeezes your waist in silent apology, digging back in. The table erupts into more laughter, the kind that echoes off the walls and makes the hideout feel a little less like a prison.

For tonight, at least, it's enough.

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OMG SORRY I JUST SAW REQUESTS ARE CLOSED SORRY 😣

It's okay kskk don't worry about it. It just won't be posted now

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Heeeey!

No requests. Just wanna say that I kinda miss you and hope you're doing well <3

Hii~~~thank you for your message and affecion ;-; I went "awwwww" out loud onde I read it

Things are a mess right now so I haven't been around here for a while. Everything that is being posted was scheduled months ago. There are a bunch of drafts to work on, requests to work on...I just didn't find the time to sit down and do it yet but I do miss posting and commeting on things with y'all ofc

I hope you are doing well too <3

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You are oblivious as hell sometimes

Summary: He loves how you take care of everything—he really does. But it would help if you didn’t get so absorbed in others that you completely overlook your boyfriend, who’s very turned on for you.

Warnings: suggestive

The hideout's common room is buzzing with that rare, easy energy—everyone scattered on mismatched chairs and the beat-up couch, plates from dinner long cleared but the warmth lingering. Riyo's mid-story, gesturing wildly about some trash beast she took down with her scissors Jinki, Rudo grunting occasional commentary while Zanka nods along quietly, a faint smile cracking his stoic face. Guita's curled up in the corner, giggling at Riyo's exaggerations, her doll Jinki clutched like a teddy.

You're right in the middle of it, leaning forward with that soft, attentive smile—the one that makes them all open up a little more. "That sounds intense, Riyo," you say, voice warm. "You okay after? No bruises?" She waves it off, but her eyes light up at the concern, and the conversation flows on—Rudo admitting he could've used backup, Zanka offering tips on better positioning.

Enjin loves this about you. He really does. The way you turn this ragtag group of misfits into something like a family, fussing over them without making it feel like pity. You're perched on the arm of his chair, close enough that your thigh brushes his, and he's got one arm slung casually around your waist—like it's nothing. But it's not nothing. Not tonight.

He's been half-hard since dinner, watching you move around the kitchen, bending over to grab plates, laughing at Rudo's awkward thanks. Now, with the low light casting shadows on your skin and your scent—something soft and clean mixed with the faint spice of curry—wafting every time you shift? It's torture.

He tightens his grip on your hip, thumb slipping under the hem of your shirt to trace slow circles on bare skin. A subtle hint. You don't notice—or if you do, you pat his hand absently, still focused on Riyo. "Make sure you rest that shoulder tomorrow, okay?"

Enjin exhales through his nose, jaw ticking. He leans in, lips brushing your ear under the guise of whispering. "Baby... need you."

You turn your head slightly, blinking innocently. "Hm? What'd you say?"

He smirks, but it's strained— yellow eyes darkening as he lets his hand slide lower, fingers digging into the curve of your ass just enough to make his point. "Said we should head out soon. Got somethin' to handle."

You frown, glancing back at the group. "But Riyo's story isn't done. And Zanka was gonna tell us about that new Jinki mod—"

Fuck. He loves how oblivious you can be—sweet, caring, always putting them first. But right now? It's driving him insane. His cock twitches against his pants, the pressure building with every laugh from the team, every brush of your body against his.

He shifts in the chair, pulling you more firmly into his lap now—subtle, but possessive. You settle in without a second thought, still chatting. "Guita, you ate enough? There's more if you're hungry."

Enjin groans internally. His free hand trails up your thigh under the table's shadow, squeezing high enough that heat should click for you. Nothing. You're too wrapped up in mother-hen mode.

Finally, he can't take it. As Riyo wraps up her tale with a dramatic flourish, he stands—hauling you up with him in one smooth motion, arm banded around your waist like you're weightless.

"Alright, show's over," he announces, voice rougher than usual, that lazy drawl edged with something sharper. "Gonna steal her for a bit. Don't burn the place down."

Riyo raises an eyebrow. "Ooh, bossy."

Rudo mutters something about "gross," face red, while Zanka just nods knowingly and Guita waves innocently.

You blink up at him as he drags you down the hall toward his room, door kicking shut behind you. "Jin? What's up? You okay?"

He backs you against the wall instantly—hands pinning your hips, mouth crashing down on yours in a hungry, claiming kiss. Tongue sliding in deep, teeth nipping your bottom lip until you gasp.

"Been hintin' all night," he growls against your mouth, one thigh shoving between yours to press where you're already starting to heat up. "Love how you take care of 'em—fuck, it's hot. But damn, baby... needed to drag you out and fuck you senseless before I lost it."

Your eyes widen—cheeks flushing as realization hits. "Oh. Oh—Enjin, I didn't—"

He chuckles darkly, hands already tugging at your shirt. "Yeah, I know. You are oblivious as hell sometimes. Now strip. Gonna make sure you get the hint this time."

The door muffles the team's distant laughter, but in here? It's just you, him, and the way he worships you.