~Arataki Itto x fem!reader
@saradika-graphics for the dividers
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1,351
Summary: He’s been restless for days, hiding it behind smiles and bad jokes. You thought cooking his favorites might help, but something about tonight feels different.
ᴬᴺ ᴷⁱⁿᵈᵃ ʳᵘˢʰᵉᵈ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵃᵗ ⁵ ᵃᵐ ˢᵒ, ˢᵒʳʳʸ ⁱᶠ ⁱᵗ ˢᵘᶜᵏˢ ᵒʳ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ʰᵉʰᵉ. ᴿᵉᵇˡᵒᵍˢ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ! ᵀʰˣ
TW ⚠️: Rut themes, Suggestive tones, Breeding mentions, Reader's discretion advised
"Ｂ－ｂｕｔ ｙｏｕ ｓｍｅｌｌ ｓｏ ｇｏｏｄ．．． Ｉ－"
You think Itto is just under the weather, that a good meal and some rest will help.
Lately he’s been running hot, flushed and quick to snap at small things before he immediately apologizes. His usual energy comes in bursts but leaves just as quick.
The kitchen is warm, broth still simmering, and you can hear him shuffling behind you again, restless and distracted. You've noticed he's been jumpy about little things.
whining when you turn on the faucet because it was “too loud,” tensing when you brush past him like every touch startles his skin, sucking in sharp breaths when he smells you.
This worried you, so you decide to cook for him. His favorite, sweet bean paste mochi, plus pho, dumplings and fried tofu. A home-cooked meal should definitely help your poor baby right?
So, you finish spooning the last of the dessert onto a plate, wiping your hands on a towel when you shift to grab something from the counter and your elbow bumps into something solid.
You turn quickly, guilt rushing in when you see him rubbing his side. “Oh no, I-Itto, I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize you were right there.”
He blinks, startled, then forces a lopsided grin. “Nah Bunny, don’t worry about it! You’d have to hit way harder than that to take down the great Arataki Itto.”
His laugh comes out softer than usual, a little strained. The air between you hums with worry and want. You try to shake it off, pushing the plate toward him. “Here—sit, eat before it gets cold.”
He obeys, though his movements are sluggish. You can see him trying to act normal, cracking another small smile as he pokes at the food. “See? All good. Just hungry.”
“Itto,” you say quietly, “are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been burning up all day.”
“Yeah,” he mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. “Just—uh—guess your cooking’s too spicy for my system.”
You frown barely convinced, but you eat anyways.
After you two finish, you start to gather the dishes heading to the sink, unaware of your oni boyfriend who follows every step. The sound of running water filled the kitchen, your thoughts drifting until you felt him close you in against the sink.
You hadn’t heard him move, but somehow, he was there again. You turn around a bit startled, letting out a breathy laugh. "I-Itto what is it?" you ask. You lock eyes and that's when you see it.
You notice the hunger, his restraint, the effort it is taking him to mask it. He grins; hand sliding up to grip your jaw and squish your cheeks. "Nothing bunny- its just- You just look so fucking good. " He growls out and kisses you.
It's messy off guard and full of heat, tongue, teeth and spit. He whimpers and bites when you try to push off, complaining about "the d-dishes!" and "later itto! not now!" only makes his mask slip further.
If only you knew how much patience he's had, what he's been hiding, how he's been suffering all for you; and you want to deny him?
"B-but you smell so good… I-" he huffs, trying to cool down but kisses you again more fevered, grip tighter. "I'm done waiting Y/n"
He uses his free hand to pull your shirt up, letting your breasts bounce free. A low growl escapes him as he pulls away, a string of spit connecting your lips before he breaks it to suck a nipple into his mouth. A whine slips and you arch your breast further into his mouth.
"- AH- Itto! Wai-" you whine & plead but its only ignored as his hand slips into your lacey purple panties. He laughs a low gruff almost mocking laugh. "You're dripping…" his teases muffled while dragging his digits along your sopping cunt.
Itto wants to split you open so bad, but he doesn't want to hurt his Babygirl… He would never do that. So, he works you open on his fingers.
You tug his hair hoping to pull him off your sensitive breast , it’s making you leak all over his digits. So embarrassing.
He hisses spinning you around & bends you over the island. the dishes are forgotten, Ittos restraint has broken & you are… fucked. He wastes no time in basically tearing your panties off, exposing your slick covered cunny to him.
He's immediately on his knees, nose spreading your folds & inhaling the mess. "Fuuckk - you smell soo damn good!" Itto snarls out before he dives in. Tongue licking long heavy stripes & plunging into you.
The sounds alone are enough to make the knot in your stomach twist; you reach for his hair; fingers tangle as you try to pull him off, which makes him rougher. "S-Stop trying to run from me" He snaps
He catches your clit between his teeth before fucking you with his tongue. Moaning when he feels you clench around him.
" 'm -Shit- gonna cum! Itto please!" is all you can cry out when he makes you squirt all over his face.
Itto doesn't care that he's soaked in your juices or that your legs start to quiver, He wants more.
He shakes his face in the mess, swallowing every drop he could catch like it's the only thing that fills him. You barely can recover before you feel his thick leaking tip at your entrance. You whine about it "being too much, too big" "I- I can't" trying to wiggle away.
Itto isn't having it. "You can & you will. You will take every damn inch i fuck into you." he grips your hair forcing you to look up at him as he pushes the tip in.
You can't answer, He's- It's too much! You choke on a sob, eyes crossing at the stretch. you need to answer before he thinks you're being bratty, you know you should; it hurts & feels too good, it's too much but not enough-
He pushes inch after inch in to punctuate every word "Do. You. Understand?" you nod frantically. He pulls himself out to the tip. "Use your words Bunny" You whine at the emptiness
You try to finish your sentence. He bottoms out with a load groan, admiring the way you arch and how tight you are even after Cumming on his face.
"Thaats it. Thats my good girl. f-fuck"
Itto tries to keep a slow pace, let you adjust. Its just- God the way you're squeezing him and the sounds of your slick are driving him mad. His arm hooks under you, arching your ass further up to watch it ripple as his hips snap faster each thrust.
Your moans pitch higher with every rut, nearly drooling. Ittos hand leaves your hair to wrap around your throat "So fucking tight & obedient. Tell me its mine." when you don't answer fast enough he pulls out to the tip and slams back in. "say it baby. fucking say it"
You feel that knot again, threatening to explode. Trying your best you choke out, "Yours! O- ONLY yo-yours!" just as another blinding orgasm crashes in. He fucks you through it making a bigger mess
"Take this -Goddamn- fat fucking cock. Love this pretty fucking pussy" he slurs out.
That pushes him closer, you can tell, Ittos thrusts are getting sloppier, you hear his breath hitch, but mostly… you feel something start to swell at his base that you've never felt before.
"Wha- Itto??" you stammer out, panicking as it pushes into you, the stretch burns more than before.
"Sshh, It's my knot- shiitt- you can take it" He leans his head back and growls loudly once it pops in and locks you together. Your cunt flutter around him as he dumps his thick load into your cunt. Rope after rope pulls more cock-drunk whines out of you. It makes you so full you can only whimper at the feeling.
"Gonna give me a litter of Onis? You'd be sucha good mate- momma! i mean momma!" he "corrects" himself, blushing and shy now like he didn't just fuck you dumb in this very kitchen.
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