❀ – Summary: Coming home late from patrol to the apartment Kuroiro shares with his close friend Kamakiri is reliving. But what he encounters next is even more satisfying.
✿ – Ft.: Kamakiri Togaru, Kuroiro Shihai, Fem!Reader
❀ – Fanfic Type: SMUT ! (+18 content: non-con accidental voyeurism, ...)
Kuroiro couldn't understand the reason WHY he had to move in with his classmate Kamakiri right after the two of them had graduated from Yuuei. Probably because when Kamakiri had gotten an apartment, he wanted to share it with one of his closest friends. Saves rent and gives him company, y'know?
And until then, Kuroiro never saw a single con while living with his best friend! Things were good. Kuroiro did chores just as much Kamakiri did, Kamakiri never got into any arguments despite his often hot temper, Kuroiro knew how to respect the guy's space... Things were going great.
Well, until Kamakiri's girlfriend showed up.
The very first time Kuroiro met her, he was confused. She was so sweet and caring, funny, and so, so pretty too.. What the hell was she doing with a guy like Kamakiri? Why was someone like you doing with someone who was constantly called brutish and loud, a total punk, for all the wrong reasons? You have got to be kidding him.
Soon enough though, Shihai came to understand it.
It happened accidentally at first. Coming into the darkness of the apartment from side kick work late in the middle of the night. Kicking off his shoes at the entrance, body sagging against the cream coloured walls of his shared home. Kuroiro thought that maybe Kamakiri and you might've been asleep, judging by the quietness of the place.
But as he walked closer and closer into the dimly lit apartment towards the rooms, he found the silence to be quite strange.
Usually, one of you would be up by now, either greeting Shihai home or just up and about in the kitchen.. Did the two go to sleep early? That was Kuroiro's immediate thought. Not even thinking about some other things that could've made Shiozaki stay an entire month in church.
Without a second thought, Kuroiro blended into the shadows of the apartment, gliding through the darkness until he reached the familiarity that was his best friend's bedroom, peaking only his face through at first— But what Shihai saw made him stop immediately dead on his tracks.
Kamakiri was laying on his bed from what he could tell, dark cargo pants pushed down to his knees haphazardly. He was thrusting his hips fast and hard into you, who sat straddled on your boyfriend's lap completely nude, bouncing up and down with each harsh thrust up. One of Togaru's pale green hands was wrapped around your face, covering your mouth even as hushed moans and whimpers left your lips quickly, tripping over other noises of pleasure each time Kamakiri's hips met your own.
A violent shiver ran down Shihai's spine at the sight. He was halfway out of one of Kamakiri's walls, but the view before him made Kuroiro immediately take a step back so just his face was left uncovered by the dark.
He had the perfect ability to close his eyes. The great capacity to quickly turn away and walk back to where he was. But Kuroiro couldn't rip his wide white eyes off them. Sure, he knew both of them had sex regularly, if not judging by the apartment's thin walls.. But Shihai never once thought of interrupting the two of you in something so intimate. Nor spying.
But to be able to watch it now? Even if he had walked on them accidentally? He was dreaming.
Shihai's eyes were glued on both of his friends. Watching the scene escalate bit by bit every time a second went by.. Until his ears perked up at Togaru's voice.
"Yeah... Fuck. That's it, baby." Kamakiri said with his usual raspy voice, though much more erotically in this scenario. With his hand wrapped tight around your mouth, you didn't say anything, but you let out a little louder moan as some sort of answer— grinding your hips down a little deeper into him as you felt his long cock graze your cervix every time he came up.
Oh. Oh fuck, Kuroiro could already feel his pants tenting from the sight. Oh fuck, oh shit— was he really gonna watch his best friend fuck his girl just like this? Completely uninvited to something he was sure as hell not supposed to be looking at?
Shihai shouldn't. But he sure as hell wasn't gonna move.
"Fuck! Right there, sweets! Right there!" The hand that held closed your mouth pulled away to hold onto your plush thighs, forcefully angling you back onto a position where your pussy swallowed his dick in just the right way.
With your mouth finally free from it's confines, your head tilted back immediately as a rather deafening moan left your pretty mouth.
"Aah~! 'Garu! Please! Fuck, faster!" Hearing those words fall away from you out of all people had a buzz of excitement shoot through Kuroiro's body directly into his quickly rising length. And he couldn't help but quietly lift a hand to palm himself through his pants amidst the dark.
The sight of you alone had Kuroiro spiraling, sent him into state like he was staring at a beautiful nightsky.. but your voice? Exactly like a siren's call of which he couldn't escape the melody.
He didn't take his wide eyes off them for a single second. Kuroiro felt guilty.. SO guilty. He really should be pulling an U and turn away... But when had an erection of his peaked up this good since high school?
Despite already being a hero (ahem.. side kick), Shihai wouldn't get any actual action. The maximum was locking himself away in his room, turning off all the lights and shutting closed the window's blinds while the only font of luminescence was his beeping monitor— some weird erotica displayed on the screen as his hand violently stroked his length in the dark.
It's true. Kuroiro's way too awkward when he tries to talk to girls, so how was he supposed to get laid? Hell, he even was awkward talking with you about the most simple things! And Lords know he had tried.
To conclude, Shihai deemed his own sexual activity for himself. To the privacy of his room until by some unknown miracle he could get some. Well, he thought that he could only keep it in his room, anyway.
Because now? Now Kuroiro was running a hand up and down his cock as quietly as he could inside his black pants, watching Kamakiri absolutely railing you as soon as he flipped you, your back hitting against the black sheets as the pillows cushioned your head so you wouldn't be continuously hitting it on the headboard— Man, if only Shihai could blend into those sheets..
No. No, that was for some other time (other time??????).
So now he stuck to just watching. Watching the both of you floating through cloud 9 while your moans got louder and your whines got whinier.
Togaru had long since forgotten to cover your mouth. He didn't even remember why he covered it in the first place.. Well, he did. So his roommate next room wouldn't hear. But why couldn't he hear them, huh? Kamakiri had always been one to showoff with pride.
Your moans could only satiate that hunger he gad- Togaru needed you to be louder for him.
"Fuuuck! Louder, doll! C'mon, moan loud and pretty f'me!" Kamakiri leaned down to groan in your ear, rolling his hips in just the right angle from above as it hit your sweet spot like heaven coming down-! And you gave it all to him, arching your back and letting your head roll back against the pillow so prettily as you screamed your angelic noises.
"T-To- Ah~ Togaru, s'too much! Cummin'!"
Shihai tightened his hold on his cock a violent type of much, biting his other free hand desperately as to not let out any noises fall away. He was decently taking advantage of the massive blunder of noise though, stroking just a little louder as his eyes shut closed. He shouldn't be so much into this. Shouldn't even be doing this in the first place— but his orgasm was arriving so quick.. Kuroiro really couldn't stop even if he wanted to back down then.
Kamakiri let out a loud grunt, thrusting his hips faster, harder, desperate to get to his own release sooner than later.
And that he did— letting out an almost completely unintelligible string of curses as he spilled into the thin plastic barrier separating you both. Unfortunately separating you.. It was needed though.
And Kuroiro shared his load off as well almost the same time as his friend's, biting down a bit too hard on his black skin as he kept from moaning too loud out of synch with the sounds coming out of the couple— shooting pearly white cream inside the front of his pants.
The three of you reminisced in the after glow, though one of the parties was unknowingly unwelcomed. The ragged breathing from both you and Togaru were the only sounds that muffled Shihai's own desperate pants, white eyes opening to stare at his friend and his girlfriend..
Yeah. He should absolutely go now. Dipping back into the void of the shadows of the apartment, he left the two lovers to their own devices— guilt and shame already tugging hard at his chest as Kuroiro left to his bedroom.
Togaru, as sweet as he didn't ever claim to be after sex, pulled you gently to his side as he let himself fall to yours with a small groan— pulling the black sheets over both your flaming bodies.
"... Don't you think we were a bit too loud this time?" You asked your boyfriend after some resting time, slightly lifting your head from it's place on Togaru's naked chest to look at him.
"Hm, nah. Shihai can deal with it." He gave you an unbothered shrug of his shoulders, pressing your head back to place as his fingers resumed their soft twirling of your locks of hair in his hand.
"I feel kinda bad though. We probably interrupted his sleep..."
"It's whatever, (Y/N). It's not like he watched us fuck or anything."