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well, i guess we didn’t have to kill her.

don’t feel so bad, though . .

but everyone is going to have to die sometime .

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bro i just had a massive plate of spaghetti and meatballs like fifteen minutes ago and I’m still hungry omfds. oh and i rebranded 😋

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“. . . yuji ?”

propping yourself up on your elbows, you glanced around the rooms with bleary eyes. the other side of the bed that was supposed to have a person in it was empty. morning person, he was. yuji.

you pulled off the blanket, your naked body, save for your (ruined) panties and hickey-littered body reminding you of everything that happened last night. last night. the night you went out with your best friends yuji, megumi and nobara to the club. the night you and yuji got lost in the music. the night you both got super drunk and you said some things that you aren’t really proud of admitting to your best friend of five years (was it how you felt about him inside or how you felt about him being inside you. . ? it’s hazy.), but you aren’t complaining considering where it got you.

you swung your legs over the side of the bed and stretched your arms above your head languidly. the arch in your back reminded you of all the ways yuji had you bent last night, causing a slight shiver down your spine. standing on slightly wobbly legs, you scoped the scene of carelessly tossed clothes on the floor for something to throw on, eventually settling on yuji’s shirt. pulling it over your head, it hung loosely on your shoulders.

“fuckin’. . . giant freak.” you huffed, rubbing at your eyes and walking (hobbling..) out of his room to - oh my days. what is that smell. that glorious, delicious scent. your legs took you to the scene of the crime, a lazy smile spreading across your face at the sight you were met with.

yuji with his back turned to you, shirtless, back red and littered with scratches — courtesy of you, of course — and his sweats sitting low on his hips.

slut.

“who fucked up your back like that?” you mumbled, snickering slightly at the little jump he did to the sound of your voice. you walked up behind him and peered around her bicep. ..you aren’t tall enough to look over his shoulder and get a clear view.

“didn’t hear you wake up. i would’ve brought like.. i dunno. breakfast in bed or sumthin’.” yuji turned his head to look down at you.

“i can always just like.. go back to bed and you can bring me the food. i didn’t feel like getting out of bed anyway.” you shrugged as you turned for the door. you didn’t get very far as a hand wrapped around your wrist and pulled you back, whirling you around to meet yuji’s lips.

he grinned into the kiss before pulling away slowly. “you’re already here, so.. you might as well stay.”

“eww he’s clinging onto me. . get him away. .” you snickered, pulling away from him jokingly.

“oh okay. no i get it. you want me to die.” he shrugged, letting go of you.

“what gave it away?”

he stared down at you with raised brows, a scoff leaving his mouth after a second before turning away and looking at the stove again.

“i don’t even care.. didn’t hurt my feelings or anything. you don’t deserve these pancakes, get your own breakfast dude.” he huffed, shaking his head.

a frown broke out across your face as you walked towards the stove again. “?? i never said anything along those lines what the hell.”

“it sounded like that to me.. go order from the mcdonald’s breakfast menu or something. . you don’t deserve the luxury of my cookin’.” yuji plated a few pancakes with a soft smirk, avoiding the annoyed look you were giving him.

“okayy, well. . i don’t even care! your cooking is ass, you’re doing me a favour.” you shrugged. you watched yuji slide the pancakes he just plated back into the pan as he finally locked eyes with you.

“so you don’t want ‘em. cool.” he shrugged, taking the pan off the stove and holding it away from you as he took one off the top of the pile and shoved it into his mouth. “mm- fhis ifh sho goofhd.”

“you eat like a genuine pig - gimme one.” you reached for the pan, but yuji held it farther away.

“yo’ll haf to take if.” he snickered, walking backwards away from you.

“you think i won’t !?” you grumbled, starting to chase him around the kitchen.

“i’hm nefer letting you haf any!”

“stop talking with food in your mouth, you’re gonna cho- i didn’t even finish my sentence. just choking all over the place. . .”

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Men who put your comfort before their ego. Men who ask what you need and actually do it. Men who don’t sulk when you need space. Men who defend you in rooms you’re not in. Men who hype you up to their friends without making it about sex. Men who remember the small shit you said months ago. Men who plan around your schedule instead of expecting you to rearrange yours. Men who don’t get insecure when you're better than them at something. Men who check in after an arguments. Men who take accountability the same day, not three days later after they’ve cooled off. Men who don’t punish you with silence. Men who are soft with you even when they’re stressed. Men who don’t need you to mother them. Men who don’t joke about your insecurities. Men who are fine with you leading in bed and outside of it. Men who don’t need to be the main character in your life. Men who take “no” for an answer the first time. Men who are proud of you in public and gentle with you in private. Men who don’t keep score of every nice thing they do. Men who would rather lose the argument than lose you. Men who stay consistent even when things are messy. Men who know it's just the bare minimum.

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cockwarming nagi while he games ! :P

“my ult isn’t ready yet, dude. . i just don’t get why you’re yelling at me — i’m doing my job as a tank and you’re letting a bp into our back line. that’s like, your job as a vanguard, dude, i don’t get wh- hold on.”

nagi muted his headset, his eyes flicking to you for a split second before locking back onto the screen.

“stop grinding. . you’re distractin’ me.”

since you sat on nagi’s bed two hours ago, the only words exchanged were variations of “can you get off the game now?” and “in a few minutes.” as nagi’s girlfriend, it’s only natural that you would want his attention to be on you and not on the game! it wasn’t easy getting nagi’s attention when he was focused on a video game, and desperate times call for desperate measures. .

you had snuck up behind nagi, moving the headset off his ear slightly, before resting your chin on his shoulder. you claimed you just wanted a ‘closer look at the game’, but nagi doesn’t remember dirty talk and moaning being a marvel rivals combo.

“i need you so bad , nagi . .” you whined, your tender hands reaching around his gaming chair and lifting up his shirt as they began to glide along his abs, making their way up to his sensitive chest. though his eyes were on the screen, there was no mistaking the way his teeth pulled at his bottom lip, the way his adam’s apple bobbed slowly, how his body tensed: you had him right where you wanted him.

“m’so wet for you already. don’t you want to get off the game and pay attention to me instead . . ?” you sighed into his ear, your fingers finding his hard nipples and starting to pinch and roll softly. you caught the way his breath hitched, how he glanced towards you for a split second. a few more minutes of this and you had this in the bag!

. . that was until nagi had had enough. as soon as reo went afk to use the bathroom, nagi tore off his headset and was on you like a dog. he turned in his chair, his large hands finding your waist and setting you down on his lap as he kissed you hungrily, aggressively even. his hands found their way to your ass, groping and squeezing— your moans were like music to his ears. your hands roamed up and down beneath his shirt, going down, down, down, finding the waistband of his sweats and tugging.

pulling his hands off you, he lifted his hips off the seat just enough to tug his sweats down to his knees. you reached down and pulled his straining cock out of his boxers, sliding your hand up and down his straining length. he tore away from the kiss, his head lolling forwards against your shoulder to muffle his whines as you worked his aching dick, squelching sounds of precum loud in the dead silent room.

it was dead silent until there was a faint hissing from the headset. a reo-sounding hissing from the headset. he had comeback from the bathroom and was ready for another game. much to your disappointment, nagi reached over to grab the headset and put it back over his ears. you moved to get up from his lap, but he stopped you. “stay.” he mumbled, reaching a hand under your skirt and pulling your soaked panties to the side.

he pulled you up and lined his tip with your hole, biting his lip harder when he felt how wet you were. your face contorted in pleasure as you sunk down, your hands set on his shoulders as you started moving up and down an-

“no. that’s too distracting. . just sit. you wanted attention, right?”

and that’s how you ended up in this position. your gummy walls pulsed around his thick length, trying to resist the urge to just say ‘fuck it” and start moving, desperate for something. anything. but he wouldn’t budge. this wasn’t enough.

“nagi, please. can’t- hnngh-! can’t take it. .” you whined into his ear, your pussy clenching around him once more.

“you’re gonna have to.” he huffed. “game’s almost over.”

you spent another two minutes in agony and need, your whines barely affecting him as much as you’d like them to. you glance back at the screen in desperation, letting out a relieved sigh at the sight of the victory and mvp sequence (nagi, of course). you let out a particularly loud moan, turning back to nagi with a pout on your face. for some unknown reason, reo had to go afk yet again. strange. nagi didn’t bother muting his headset, since he knew reo likely wouldn’t be back before you two were done. his hands moved to your ass once more, his lips finding your neck as he started moving you up and down his cock, sucking at your neck harder at the loud moans of relief.

reo sat silent as a mouse at the other end of the line, listening, a hand sliding down his shirt and towards his waistband. what, you hardly thought those whines of desperation were quiet, did you ?

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Reacted ❓️to your message 😭😭😭😭😭

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this made me cackle no joke this + the one i got that was about like second hand embarrassment are my favourite reblogs of mine ever thank you

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i dont think its a secret that im a smoker like its in my about me and shit but today my lungs were actually out to the test when my mum had me like deliver something to her on the road.. like she was on a walk and she wanted me to bring her something but it was super important so she told me run and i sprinted. dude. my lungs were hurting for like 3 minutes afterwards. i felt like this specific picture of pou

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ok i’m done w smut for a bit chat next fic is most likely gonna be fluff🥶🙏

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two heads are (a lot) better than one.

pt 2. of this !

“you didn’t have to do all this, though! you made it up to me afterwards . . like a lot.”

“yeah, but i still feel super bad about it though. . i gotta treat you to something small, at least— your eyes are still shut, right?”

nagi was treating you to a surprise! apparently he was making up for ‘the whole not giving you attention thing’. (his words, verbatim.) he was currently dragging you back to his place. . did he decorate his bedroom? oh my god! maybe with something like. . flowers? did seishiro nagi actually put in some effort for once!? you were getting giddy at the thought.

“okay. we’re here. i hope you like it- like i said, s’not much, so . .” he trailed off, a hand raising to the nape of his neck as he glanced off to the side.

a wide grin adorned your face when you turned to look at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. what could the surprise be!? your cheeks started to hurt at how much you were smiling. you gently opened the door to see-

“. . . reo !?”

reo raised his head slowly to look up at you, a lazy, hung smile slowly spreading across his flushed face. your eyes wandered down to the chair he was . . strapped to. no, no, you heard me right. strapped to. his hands were tied behind the chair, tightly from what you could see, since the muscles were straining against his dress shirt. (who wears a dress shirt casually other than reo?) his ankles were bound to the legs of the chair too. the only part of his body loose was his. .

nagi was lying. the surprise wasn’t small. reo’s cock stood proudly, leaking pre-cum that was dripping down his length and messing his thighs. there was a vein running up the left side, and it curved to the right slightly. it looked as though it was 9 inches. give or take? and that was standing from afar. you swallowed the saliva pooling in your mouth before whirling around to face nagi — your boyfriend, by the way — who was also eye-fucking reo like there was no tomorrow.

his eyes were trained on the way reo’s chest moved up and down, the way his cock twitched now that there were eyes on him. it took you a few nudges to grab his attention again; ironic considering-

“this surprise was meant for you to make up for not giving me attention. not a good look when you’re ogling your best friend instead of me.” you grumbled, before tilting your head to the side and raising a brow. nagi met you with a blank expression, before you gestured aggressively to the purple haired boy sitting in the chair in front of you. nagi turned back to the boy and hummed.

“this is the surprise. oh. wait. ahem. surprise. . !” his monotone voice travelled throughout the room as he walked over to his friend, grabbing his mussed up ponytail and turning his head to face you. “your own personal fucktoy. well- our personal fucktoy. .your personal fucktoys plural. . ?”

“wh- shut up about that for a sec. how did you guys even. . ?” you trailed off as your eyes wandered down to reo’s cock.

reo rubbed the nape of his neck, a pink flush creeping up his neck as he noticed where you were looking. “aha- it happened like. . yesterday when we were at mcdonald’s.”

( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

“. . you seriously heard everything ? and you’re into it . . ?

“don’t repeat it man, yer making me sound like a perv !” reo groaned as he bit into his burger.

“you are a perv, reo, you just told me you jerked off to me and my girlfriend together over my gaming headset.” nagi stated, his tone blunt, dipping his fry into some ice cream.

“lower your voice!” the purple haired boy hissed, glancing around frantically. “what if people hear you-!? this is a public eating area, man. . !”

“you’re the one who did it. . i don’t get why you’re so pressed.” nagi leaned back in his seat, eating in silence for a few seconds. “do you like. . want her or something?”

reo choked on his bite, hitting a fist against his chest multiple times as he stared at his best friend dead in the face. “i’m not gonna-!” a splutter. “i’m not gonna admit that in front of you, dude! what the hell. . ?”

“but do you? cause like. . i don’t mind or anything. seriously. i don’t think she would either.” nagi continuined, a shrug of his shoulder catching reo off guard.

“. . she wouldn’t?” he mumbled back, leaning in slightly almost on instinct.

nagi shook his head, making a face before starting to dig into his ice cream. “nah, dude. she’s talked to me about threesomes before. pillow talk. she was half asleep when saying it, but i’m pretty sure she meant it. . it would be a nice surprise.”

reo stared at his best friend in shock, his brows furrowing. “. . are you-? are you planning a threesome with me, you and your girlfriend right now? over fucking mcdonald’s? c’mon, dude. .” his eyes only got wider at the sight of nagi’s nodding head, his mind working in overdrive.

“you’re serious ? yer so weird, man, why would i even consider that . .” reo trailed off, taking another bite into the burger. “. . what time did you say i could come over again ?”

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you watched as nagi’s hand wrapped around reo’s aching cock, the way reo’s head fell back in relief at the feeling of finally being touched after so long.

“. . do you guys. . normally have conversations about me over mcdonalds?” you mumbled, a brow raising.

“oh yeah.” “all the time.” the boys said at the same time, reo’s voice breathy and weak as his thighs tensed. nagi started stroking faster, determined to make him cum. “you need to see what he looks like when he’s close. he gets all whinpery and writhy and stuff.” nagi mumbled. reo’s back started arching slightly against the back of the chair, his muscles tensing as his wrists fought against the restraints.

you watched the erotic display in silence, gulping before taking a few steps towards them. you glanced over at your boyfriend, your bottom lip caught between your lips. “could i. . ?”

nagi nodded and let go of reo’s dick — much to his dismay — and watched you wrap your dainty fingers around it, stroking him gently. you leaned over towards reo and bit his ear gently before starting to kiss his neck.

“so you were listening to me and nagi, hmn ? you’re such a pervert, reo. .” you whispered, your hand starting to move faster.

“the- mnngh-! m’sorry. . m’so fuckin- nngh. . so fuckin’ sorry-!”

“you’re sorry? s’that it? you apologise?” you lifted your head and turned to nagi, who was now stroking his own cock at the scene in front of him. “you think we should forgive him?” you asked, your tone sultry. nagi shook his head. a loud gasp elicited from reo as you let go of his cock all of a sudden.

“wh-? no, wait- i said i was sorry! why did you-!?” “you have to satisfy us first.”

you cut him off, rounding the chair to undo the bounds on his wrists. nagi moved to untie his ankles, looking up at nagi with a soft smirk before taking a step back. reo stood on shaky legs, turning to the bed to see you already on it, skirt hitched, legs spread, panties already being pulled to the side. reo swallowed hard, climbing onto the bed. his head ducked down, and. . you pushed him away?

“not yet. you don’t deserve a taste- not from me anyway.” you smiled, before nodding your head to the left. reo turned to be met face to . . tip. nagi looked down at him with a raised brow.

“what’re you waitin’ for?” he asked, a confused expression on his face.

reo gulped before leaning over and licking a long, languid stripe up his friend’s member, pressing a few kisses along the skin before slowly sinking his mouth onto it fully. nagi let out a strangled groan, a hand leaning down to grip reo’s ponytail as he started moving him, thrusting into his mouth in tandem. reo’s fingers moved up and down your thigh, before slowly finding purchase against your sopping pussy. he used his fingers to part you gently, before letting his fingers find your pulsing hole. he pushed his fingers in slowly, his thumb rubbing soft circles around your clit. you let out a soft whine at the stimulation, your hips starting to grind against his knuckles as you dripped precum onto his fingers.

the room filled with the sound of squelching and muffled moans from all three of you, reo moving his fingers faster and hollowing his cheeks to take nagi even deeper. his nose nuzzled against nagi’s white, wiry curls, balls slapping against his chin as he took him fully. your hands clenched at the sheets, head lolling backwards when reo curled his fingers upwards brutally.

“fuck- fffuucck-! right there, reo, right there- nngh-!” you whined, reo’s fingers thrusting deeper and harder. nagi gripped reo’s hair and started thrusting faster into reo’s mouth, the purple haired bot gagging around the sheer size of it.

“shit- fuck me, m’gonna cum. gonna fill up your mouth. you want me to fill your mouth, reo? you want that, don’t you?” nagi groaned louder at reo’s enthusiastic moan around his length, the sound sending vibrations all up his body as he kept thrusting harder and harder, until-

“ffuuck, reo-! take it. you can do it, c’mon. swallow it all for me, mkay? you can- mmgh-!” reo’s fingers kept moving inside you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt his mouth fill up with the salty liquid. he rubbed the nub of your clit faster, your hands grasping at the sheets as you finally came all over his fingers with a wanton moan. reo slowly pulled off nagi with a lewd pop!, his fingers pulling away from you gently. he brought up his cum-covered fingers to his lips and licked them erotically, the sight causing both you and nagi to let out moans of your own.

“so? . . did i do good? am i in the green yet?” he asked, glancing between you and nagi with wide eyes.

you shared a look with nagi before smirking softly and turning back to reo. “of course you are. . ! you said you wanted a taste, right?” you spread your legs wider, your smirk growing at reo’s mouth falling open in anticipation. he crawled closer to you, his head ducking down as he started lapping up at your sweet cunt.

“hngh- oh fuck-. it’s better than i could’ve ever imagined. . you taste so fucki- mmph-!?”

he was quickly cut off at nagi’s tight grip on his hips from behind. he slapped his cock against reo’s twitching hole a few times, pulling his fingers out of his mouth and slowly pushing them into reo’s hole, causing him to let out a low whine. nagi scissored his fingers a bit, before spitting down onto his cock— still a bit wet from reo’s mouth— and pushing into the latter slowly. reo’s breath hitched and he let out a long groan, which was cut off again, but this time due to you grabbing his hair and pushing him down onto your pussy. reo whined and started lapping at your pussy again, pushing harder against your clit every time nagi thrusted deeper. nagi moved slowly at first, relishing in how tight reo was for him- that was until reo mumbled something against your clit.

you pulled him off gently, looking down at his face and his puffy lips with a raised brow.

“mmngh- harder. i want sei to go har- ah-!?”

i don’t think reo got to say a full sentence this whole ordeal, because he got cut off again when nagi set a brutal pace out of nowhere. you ducked reo’s head down against your puffy pussy once more, scratching your nails lightly against his scalp as he ate you out. nagi whined loudly, hips slapping against reo’s ass at a rough pace.

“shiit, reo- so fucking tight f’me- squeezing the hell out of me- fuck-!” reo moved his hips back against nagi, his tongue digging into your pulsing hole as you started grinding up against his face. it was sloppy, it was messy— he was eating like a man starved. you felt your climax coming sooner than you expected, your hand gripping and pulling at his hair as you pulled him even closer. your toes curled and your eyes rolled slightly at the pressure of his tongue against your clit— adding on the aggressive, erratic thrusts of seishiro nagi behind reo and you were seeing stars.

“you’re close, hm? c’mon, baby. cum for me. i wanna taste you. wanna- mmngh, fuck-! wanna taste you on my tongue. . c’mon.” he groaned, his hands squeezing your thighs at nagi pistoning inside him. he shoved his tongue deeper into your pussy, letting out a particularly high whimper as his friend’s leaking tip rubbed against his prostrate.

“shit- m’close. gonna come. .” he mumbled against your sopping wet pussy. “gonna come gonna come gonna- ah- ah-!” reo’s untouched cock spurted pearlescent seed, his hands gripping tighter around the plush of your thighs. nagi’s thrusts continued, his hands slapping reo’s ass until his cheeks were pink.

your climax came not too long after, reo’s name on your tongue — and your pussy coming undone on his — as you came, your back arching off the mattress. nagi’s thrusts became even more erratic, his cock twitching inside of reo’s tight heat. his eyes rolled back into his head, a long string of whimpers emitting from his mouth as he finally came. you all stayed that way for a few seconds, panting for a few moments before nagi slowly pulled out. he watched as his come dribbled out of reo’s bruised hole, his cock already twitching again and getting harder at the sight.

reo rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. his cock slapped against his stomach with a lewd smack!, a smirk playing on his lips as he let out a soft chuckle. “. . shit.”

a soft smile spread on your face as you stared down at him. “that’s all you have to say? seriously?”

“what am i supposed to say? ‘wow guys! that was the best sex i’ve ever had in my life! thanks for letting me have a threesome with you two, let me know if and when we can do this again so i can clean up my schedule!” reo huffed, his eyes meeting yours with a skeptical expression on his face.

“that checks.” you shrugged, leaning back against the headrest. your eyes closed in satisfaction, a long sigh leaving your lips.

“how about now?” nagi mumbled, leaning back on his knees.

“. . how about now what?” reo mumbled, propping himself up on his elbows. he glanced over at nagi before furrowing his brows in disbelief. “dude! you’re hard again!?”

“you asked ‘when can we do this again’. . i say now. unless you guys are tired. .” nagi mumbled, a hand already reaching down to stroke his own cock.

you and reo shared a look. he was being serious. reo turned back to his friend, his eyes trailing from his eyes to his wet, aching length.

“. . hey, nagi.”

“mmh. . ?”

“what’s your opinion on eiffel towers?”

paragraphs and paragraphs of pure bullshit LMAOAO IS IT OBVIOUS I HAVENT WRITTEN SMUT SINCE I WAS LIKE 13

© st3iin , est. 2026 . don’t copy/plagiarise , nor put my works into any ai, chatbots included tyy love y’all. <3

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??HELLOO?? THIS IS SO INSANE PLUS THE LIKE THOUSAND NOTES ON THE NAGI FIC CHAT OMG TYSM?? i hope you guys all stay. please. i’m lonely. nagi fic coming in the next 1-2 days so stay tuned!! 😋😋

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No cus that nagi fic you did was perfect like chef kiss and ima need more please make more you so good too😍😍😍😍🤤🤤🤤🤤🫰🫰🫰🫰

OMG MY FIRST ASK GET DOWN MR PRESIDENT‼️‼️🔥🔥

tysm anon that was like my first time writing smut in like. 4 years I’m not making this up LMAOO but dw chat i’m locked in and researching smut (that sounds crazy) to live up to everyone’s expectations hence why it’s taking a bit lmao.. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT WHEN IT COMES OUT ILY!! 😋💗💗💗

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chat i’m so scared to write that freaking pt2 to the nagi fic like I’ve been reading threesome smut on tumblr and highlighting keywords and noticing patterns i feel like a chud detective

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sigh sigh sigh thinking of flirty friendship w bsf!shidou that ends as fwb!shidou

don’t know if anyone’s written abt it yet but I deadass will bro

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isagi misses you during the world cup! :(

whenever isagi won a match, his first thought was always you. he would look up at the stands, and there you were, at the front row — in his jersey, cheering for him as loud as you could, the team’s colours being the theme of your makeup — just how he liked you.

after scoring the winning goal that got japan to the round of 16, he looked up on instinct, his eyes scanning the stands to meet yours until he remembered where you were, a frown adorning his face.

“i wish i could be there ‘sagi, i really do, but i have a competition coming up that I just can’t miss.” you had said at the dinner table when he brought up plane ticket prices. he didn’t like the idea of flying out all the way to the states without you beside him the whole way, but he couldn’t pull you away from your competitions just to see his. it wouldn’t be fair to you or your team, what, with you being the track team captain and all.

you two made sure to spend copious amounts of time together before he left, a lot of it being spent in bed but it’s still time! plus, you both called each other every night so it was kind of the same! if you squint. . if he was being honest, after that tiring game it was the only thing he was looking forward to.

from the bus ride back to the hotel to the moment he pulled his keycard out of his pocket, all he could think about was talking to you again, seeing your face albeit through the small screen of his phone. his shorts tightened at the thought. he kicked his shoes off, not even bothering to take off his kit as he flopped face down onto the soft mattress (would’ve been ten times more appealing with you on it, but we ball). rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling, he let out a loud sigh before pulling out his phone, opening it to a picture of the two of you in a photobooth as his lockscreen. god how he missed that smile. he unlocked his phone and scrolled until he saw your contact, clicking the call button and waiting.

you normally picked up after what, two rings? four maximum? . . it’s been seven. hm. weird. okay. he hung up before trying again. . . and again. after what, ten tries, his brows furrowed. why weren’t you picking up the phone? the match ended around 2, what could you possibly-

shit. it was that day already? the day of your race? you were probably dead asleep. plus, the timezone difference was crazy, you couldn’t possibly be awake at midnight after a competition. shiittt. his cock was throbbing so bad it hurt. he needed your voice, he needed your face, he needed you, you, you.

he swiped out of his contacts and went into his gallery, his phone lighting up with two folders: ‘football’ and ‘her’. he clicked into the latter, watching the screen fill with pictures of you — intimate ones, ones where you weren’t looking, even your promotional track photos. he swiped through the gallery, his fingers hesitating over a video that he took of you before clicking into it. immediately the quiet room filled with the sound of wanton moans and squelching — your wanton moans and squelching.

isagi bit back a groan at the videos, the way your ass slapped against his hips, the way you glanced back at the camera — at him — with tears streaming down your face and a weak smile, mouthing the words ‘i love you’.

his free hand undid the tie of his shorts, tugging down his shorts. there was a wet, sticky patch at the front his length twitching at the sounds from the phone speaker. slowly peeled his boxers off, hissing at the feeling of the cold air against his contrastingly warm body, wincing at the obscene slap! of his cock against his abs. he lifted up his jersey and help the fabric between his teeth to muffle his groans of pleasure as he started working his aching cock, stroking in tandem with the loud plap! plap! plap! of skin against skin.

“oh ffuckk— ‘sagi-! ‘sagi, m’gonna cum again,” you whined, your breath speeding up. he could almost feel your puffy pussy around his cock, his hand fisting his aching length with fervour. his head lolled forwards, biting down into the fabric harder as he grunted, his hips bucking upwards into his fist. “you’re so pretty- mngh, fuck. mmph-! come f’me pretty. . come all over f’me.” his low groans turned to higher whimpers as he felt his heavy balls tighten.

“need you isagi. . ngh! i need you so bad- ffuucck-! m’gonna cum, isagi! m’gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna- hnmgh—!” loads of sticky, pearlescent come coated his abs at the sound of you reaching your climax, his hand working his spurting cock until he couldn’t take the overstimulation. he flopped backwards onto the mattress, an arm covering his eyes as he caught his breath.

reaching for his phone, he opened up his messages to send to you a goodnight text when he noticed four unread messages. seriously? how is he able to observe every player’s move on the pitch but he couldn’t even notice missed messages from his own girlfriend?

ik ur phone is on dnd and ur probably getting ready for your match rn, js wanted to tell you i’m probably gonna be wrecked after this race and won’t be able to call you tonight :(( sorry!!

my apology + compensation for your troubles

i love you, wish me luck!! 😋

along with a six minute long voice note underneath? you recorded a voice note on how your day went just for him? how cute! isagi clicked play and held the phone up to his ear, closing his eyes with a soft sigh.

. . only for them to immediately snap back open at the sound of your breathy moans and whines coming from the speaker. even though he just came, his cock twitched again at the sound. his teeth nipped at his bottom lip to hold back a low moan, a hand reaching down and wrapping itself around his cock again. he had all night, right?

a/n : tysm for the love on the nagi post! ily guys pls stay. 😔 pt.2 of that one is coming soon!!!

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cockwarming nagi while he games ! :P

“my ult isn’t ready yet, dude. . i just don’t get why you’re yelling at me — i’m doing my job as a tank and you’re letting a bp into our back line. that’s like, your job as a vanguard, dude, i don’t get wh- hold on.”

nagi muted his headset, his eyes flicking to you for a split second before locking back onto the screen.

“stop grinding. . you’re distractin’ me.”

since you sat on nagi’s bed two hours ago, the only words exchanged were variations of “can you get off the game now?” and “in a few minutes.” as nagi’s girlfriend, it’s only natural that you would want his attention to be on you and not on the game! it wasn’t easy getting nagi’s attention when he was focused on a video game, and desperate times call for desperate measures. .

you had snuck up behind nagi, moving the headset off his ear slightly, before resting your chin on his shoulder. you claimed you just wanted a ‘closer look at the game’, but nagi doesn’t remember dirty talk and moaning being a marvel rivals combo.

“i need you so bad , nagi . .” you whined, your tender hands reaching around his gaming chair and lifting up his shirt as they began to glide along his abs, making their way up to his sensitive chest. though his eyes were on the screen, there was no mistaking the way his teeth pulled at his bottom lip, the way his adam’s apple bobbed slowly, how his body tensed: you had him right where you wanted him.

“m’so wet for you already. don’t you want to get off the game and pay attention to me instead . . ?” you sighed into his ear, your fingers finding his hard nipples and starting to pinch and roll softly. you caught the way his breath hitched, how he glanced towards you for a split second. a few more minutes of this and you had this in the bag!

. . that was until nagi had had enough. as soon as reo went afk to use the bathroom, nagi tore off his headset and was on you like a dog. he turned in his chair, his large hands finding your waist and setting you down on his lap as he kissed you hungrily, aggressively even. his hands found their way to your ass, groping and squeezing— your moans were like music to his ears. your hands roamed up and down beneath his shirt, going down, down, down, finding the waistband of his sweats and tugging.

pulling his hands off you, he lifted his hips off the seat just enough to tug his sweats down to his knees. you reached down and pulled his straining cock out of his boxers, sliding your hand up and down his straining length. he tore away from the kiss, his head lolling forwards against your shoulder to muffle his whines as you worked his aching dick, squelching sounds of precum loud in the dead silent room.

it was dead silent until there was a faint hissing from the headset. a reo-sounding hissing from the headset. he had comeback from the bathroom and was ready for another game. much to your disappointment, nagi reached over to grab the headset and put it back over his ears. you moved to get up from his lap, but he stopped you. “stay.” he mumbled, reaching a hand under your skirt and pulling your soaked panties to the side.

he pulled you up and lined his tip with your hole, biting his lip harder when he felt how wet you were. your face contorted in pleasure as you sunk down, your hands set on his shoulders as you started moving up and down an-

“no. that’s too distracting. . just sit. you wanted attention, right?”

and that’s how you ended up in this position. your gummy walls pulsed around his thick length, trying to resist the urge to just say ‘fuck it” and start moving, desperate for something. anything. but he wouldn’t budge. this wasn’t enough.

“nagi, please. can’t- hnngh-! can’t take it. .” you whined into his ear, your pussy clenching around him once more.

“you’re gonna have to.” he huffed. “game’s almost over.”

you spent another two minutes in agony and need, your whines barely affecting him as much as you’d like them to. you glance back at the screen in desperation, letting out a relieved sigh at the sight of the victory and mvp sequence (nagi, of course). you let out a particularly loud moan, turning back to nagi with a pout on your face. for some unknown reason, reo had to go afk yet again. strange. nagi didn’t bother muting his headset, since he knew reo likely wouldn’t be back before you two were done. his hands moved to your ass once more, his lips finding your neck as he started moving you up and down his cock, sucking at your neck harder at the loud moans of relief.

reo sat silent as a mouse at the other end of the line, listening, a hand sliding down his shirt and towards his waistband. what, you hardly thought those whines of desperation were quiet, did you ?

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ANON LIST !!

i’m not worthy yet

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MISC MASTERLIST .

oh so EVERYONE’S gone. ok. no it’s fine.

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