Could I request for Daichi making love to his girlfriend because she's been feeling stressed and he just wants to make her feel better? ( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑
((You just know that Daichi would beso sweet and gentle and loving throughout the whole thing oh my word-
“Did you want totalk about it?”
Seven words thatopened up the dam in your chest, that parted your lips and spilledout all your worries, your insecurities, all the silly things thatpiled up to stress you out beyond belief. It seemed small at the time– a low grade on your test, slow traffic making you late for work,burning your dinner, noticing you’d put on an extra pound – butwhen they added up, you felt as though you would break.
Daichi had satpatiently through the entire rant, pulling you in to his arms andletting you sit on his lap, a single hand resting on your back anddrawing firm, but soothing circles against it.
Eventually, you’dfinished, and your eyes were watery and your head hurt but honestlyyou felt a lot lighter, and judging from the soft smile on his face,Daichi wasn’t judging you for your issues.
“It’s hard wheneverything piles up.” He finally spoke, and his tone was gentle andsoft, like the fingers that carded through your hair, cupping yourcheek to lift your head up a little. He kissed your forehead,lingering for a moment and letting you soak up the warmth, beforepulling back to nuzzle your nose a little. “You can come to methough, okay? When it starts to be too much, I’m here.”
Your lower liptrembled a little.
Sniffling, youturned away, rubbing at your slowly drying eyes, burning slightlybecause of your tears. He chuckled, swiping away the tracks on yourcheeks. “Stop being perfect.”
Daichi bumps yournose with his once again. “Can’t do that. My girl needs me.”
You open and closeyour mouth, searching for something to say in return, but all you cando is shake your head and utter; “How did I get so lucky?”
There’s a softsmile on the captain’s lips, eyes gentle as he brushes his thumbagainst your cheekbone. “I ask myself that every day.”
And then he’skissing you, and it’s warm and gentle, with just a hint of insistencelingering in his touch. You’re winding your arms about his neck,holding him closer to you and returning his gesture, eyes closingtightly and giving yourself to the feeling of his hands on your body.Daichi shifts you in his lap, so your legs are on either side of hiswaist, before grasping the bottom of your thighs as he stands fromthe couch, holding you tightly against him.
He whispers againstyour lips, breath warm and sending shivers down your spine. “Let memake love to you.”
“I want to showyou how lucky I am.”
You swallowthickly, and instead of answering him, you bury your fingers inshort, raven locks and kiss him again. One hand slides from yourthigh to under your ass, his forearm holding you up as his now freehand finds the wall, slowly guiding him to your bedroom.
His knuckles bumpthe handle, and he twists it, pushing it open and stepping insidebefore kicking it closed with his heel. There’s a brief period wherehe’s lost in your kisses, in the way you feel against him, and hedoesn’t move from his spot in the middle of your room.
But then herealizes why he’s here, and he gently lays you down on the bed,easing on with you as he kisses down your throat. You’re keeningsoftly, hands raking through his hair and nails lightly scratching athis scalp. His lips are hot as they move down your chest, over thesmooth skin of your collarbone to the edge of your shirt. For amoment, he mouths softly at the exposed skin, his fingers glidingslowly up your torso to the buttons of your shirt, popping them openone by one.
Your skirt isskewed as he tugs the hem of your shirt from the waistband, flickingthe last few buttons before letting your shirt hang on either side ofyour torso, crumpled against the bed – and then his lips are on youagain. They start at the swell of your breast, kissing down over thematerial that covers it, and inching along the valley of yourstomach. There’s a brief moment where his tongue swirls around yournavel, before he’s back on his path and nipping at the waistband ofyour skirt.
It’s only the soundof your shaky breaths and the rustling of clothing that break thesilence, but neither of you seem to mind. You’re communicating in afar better way than words could ever hope to reach.
During thesethoughts, you find he’s sliding his fingers in to your skirt,pressing against the crotch of your panties and chuckling at thedampness that he feels against his skin. You’re so responsive forhim, and he adores it.
His index fingerscurl in to the sides of your underwear, slowly gliding them down yourlegs and off your ankles, leaving them to sit somewhere on the bed –your skirt is following the path and you feel cold, shivering as coolair washes over your body in a gentle wave.
Daichi is back overyou again, and he’s kissing you tenderly as calloused fingers glidebehind your, over the skin of your back and to the clasp of your bra,freeing the hooks with practiced ease, tugging it away from yourarms, and then it’s gone, joining the pile of clothing at the foot ofthe bed.
“You’restunning.” He whispers against your clavicle, and a soft, breathysigh escapes your lips as your hand laces in to his hair, holding himto you as he dispenses open mouthed kissed along your previouslyunadorned skin.
It’s only brieflythat he pleasures you in this way, because the next moment, he’sstraddling your hips on his knees, reaching behind him to grab theback of his shirt and tug it over his head. Years of practice havetoned his body in the most delicious of ways, and his muscles rippleenticingly as he moves above you.
You’re reachingout, sliding your fingers down his stomach, and he’s shivering aboveyou and watching your every move and you feel powerful. Handsshift to his pants, and you’re unbuckling his belt and popping thebutton in an instant, eager to see what you know is waiting for you.
He’s already hardwhen you pull the remaining clothing over his ass, and he hisses ashe’s met with the cool air and the chill of your fingertips. Youtease him for only a moment, squeezing and tugging and licking yourlips, and it’s the last action that does him in. He’s pulling backand kicking the hindrance off his legs, laying against you andallowing his body to press every which way against your own.
“Daichi~” Yourvoice is a coo, and he hums softly as he kisses you again, eyeshaving fluttered to a gentle close. He’s slipping a hand between yourthighs, testing the waters. Satisfied that you’re wet enough to takehim, he carefully guides himself inside you, a low, garbled groanfalling off his tongue as you envelop him. You always feel wonderfularound him, and it never fails to make him stutter in his movements.
He catches himself,both of his hands finding yours, lacing your fingers and pressingthem in to the mattress by your head, locking his gaze with yours,and then he’s moving – slow but sure and god it feels so good.
You’re whimperingagainst his ear, and his breath is hot against yours, hips pullingback only to glide forward again at a steady pace. Daichi liftshimself up a little, looking in to your eyes and resting his foreheadagainst your own. His mouth slips teasingly over yours in featherlight touches each time he takes you, and you’re tilting your chin tocatch it in a slow kiss.
There’s a sheen ofsweat along the both of you, and its gliding the two of you smoothlyagainst one another, easing the friction that would normally hinderyou. “You’re perfect.” He whispers praise against your lips, andyou keen softly as he arches his back and his hips swivel perfectlyagainst you.
You’re mewling hisname, and he murmurs against you again, “I love you”, “You’rebeautiful”, “I’m so lucky”. Things that have you edging closerand closer to your orgasm as he rocks in to you slowly.
He looks at you,and you really look at him, for the first time that night – hisface is scrunched up a little, one eye is currently closed. He’spanting softly, and he twists his hips a little and bites his lip,letting out a low grunt as both eyes close for a moment. Then he’slooking at you again, gaze dark, face flushed from exertion and hishair damp from sweat. You look down, and his stomach tightens,muscles moving deliciously as he takes you, and you wiggle your handsaway from his to reach for his arms. They land on his biceps, andlord, you can feel the tendons as he holds himself up, the musclestight and quivering as he struggles to keep himself up a littlelonger.
Swallowing thickly,you look back up at him again, in to his eyes, and you’re gone. Ahigh, keening mewl of his name falls from rosy lips, and he’sswallowing it up as he kisses you. It seems he was waiting for you,as he follows after you, and you can feel the warmth inside you as hehits his release.
There’s a tenderperiod of coming down, his chest against yours and the both of youcan feel the others heart beat, loud and throbbing. When you’vecaught your breath, he slides off you, kissing you again andgathering your tired body in to his arms.
“Do you see it,now?” He murmurs, and you remember his words from before this allstarted.
“I want to show you how lucky Iam.”
You chuckle –albeit tiredly – against his chest, leaving little kisses along thesweaty skin. “I do. Thank you, Daichi.”
His fingers are inyour hair, and you don’t have to look to know he’s got a warm, tendersmile on his lips. “Of course. Anything for you.”
Your heart swells,the stress having melted away entirely. “I love you.” Daichichuckles, and he tilts your chin up to kiss you slowly – themeaning clear in the way his lips move against your own.
