I updated my pending list so if you want to see what my upcoming fanfics will be go check it outt 👀
Just fyi, they aren't in order. And I have a couple of requests ill be doing after I'm done with those that I got before I closed them. Once I'm finished, ill probably open them up again!
He was kinda surprised. He didn't expect 𝘺𝘰𝘶 out of all people to have something like this.
It was late at night. You had fallen asleep cuddling with him on your bed. He was staying for the night.
He got nosy. He wanted to find your secrets. Anything that could tell him more about you.
Before he decided to stop, his eyes landed on your nightstand.
He looked inside your closet first; nothing too interesting besides a few photos of you when you were a kid. He thought they were cute. He stuffed a few into his coat pocket.
Bingo.
Lots of people hide things in their nighstands. He figured he would find at least a diary of some sort.
He gently opens it, careful not to make any sudden sounds. He notices a small bag.
He picks it up. The bag was silky with a string holding the opening together.
He pulls it out and holds it in his hand, his eyes widening.
Not thinking much about it, he undos the string. Opening it and reaching inside to pull out whatever it is that's in there. It's smooth. It must be made out of silicone; he thinks to himself.
Holy shit.
He chuckles to himself in surprise. He doesn't mind that you have one no, but he didn't think you had one, It never crossed his mind.
His thumb presses the button. Making the toy buzz to life. Although it's on the lowest setting, it's still an intense vibration.
He goes through the different modes. Thinking to himself how you look using it.
After he's done. He looks over at you, chuckling again.
"I'm definitely going to ask about this later."
𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂
You were laying on your bed scrolling on your phone when you hear the front door open.
He comes into the bedroom, tired from work. You get up and hug him. He smiles and wraps his arms around your waist.
"You're home early"
He chuckles "yeah, boss let me go home earlier than usual."
He kisses your forehead and walks to the dresser to get a change of clothes while you lay back down on the bed.
His head turns to look at you but he notices something on your nightstand.
"What is that?"
You look up from your phone in confusion, you follow his gaze and you freeze.
Shit. You forgot to put that away.
"Its- it's nothing!" You say nervously. But the blush on your face says otherwise.
He cocks his eyebrow and walks up to the nightstand.
He picks it up.
You yelp and scramble off the bed, reaching for it, but he holds it away from you.
"Doll, is this a..?"
"Give me that!" You continue to reach for it, your face flushed in embarrassment.
His face is red too. This was something he did not expect to see first thing when he came home.
"Yknow.. You didn't have to hide it from me. It's- it's okay." He mumbles out.
He hands it back to you. And you snatch it and shove it back into your nightstand.
The two of you stand in silence. But despite Chuuyas flushed face, he smirks.
"You should let me use that on you someday. It'd be interesting yeah?" He chuckles.
𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒑𝒐
He already knows you have one, but he wants to see it for himself.
So when you show him your bedroom, he walks right in, Looking around. he See's your nightstand. He smirks.
He walks up to it.
"Ranpo what are you-"
"It's in here right?"
You freeze. "W-what?"
"Your toy."
You go silent. His smirk widens. Your face says it all. He reaches for the handle and opens it. Pulling the toy out.
"H-hey! Put that back!" You scramble over to him.
He turns it on. The sound of it's buzzing fills the room.
"How curious. I wonder how many times I can make you come from-"
"Ranpo!" Your face flushes. You take it from his hand and shove it back into the nightstand.
𝑲𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒅𝒂
He shouldn't have looked through your stuff in the first place. He knew better. But his curiosity got to him.
It was normal at first, finding random things of yours, your collections, and pictures. Pretty much everything that you'd expect would be in someone's room.
"I can't believe I'm doing this. I should stop."
He stands in the middle of your room, arms crossed. His eyes fall onto your nightstand.
A bit more snooping wouldn't hurt.
He opens the drawer and sees a small bag. His eyebrow cocks as he takes it out, opening it.
He reaches inside and feels the texture.
"What is this..?"
He pulls it out, looks at it, and drops it onto the floor.
"What the-! Why does she have this?!" He yells. His face turning pink.
He quickly grabs it and stuffs it back into the bag before shoving it into the nightstand and shutting the drawer.
He stands back and adjusts his glasses.
".. I'm gonna pretend I never saw that."
𝑨𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊
"Hey Atsushi?"
The two of you are laying on your bed together.
"Yeah? What is it?"
You put your phone face down on the bed.
"Can you hand me my charger? My phones almost dead. It's in the nightstand."
He smiles "yeah sure."
He leans over your bed and opens the top drawer. Looking for your charger.
Noticing something pink, he cocks his eyebrow. After moving some things around, He sees it.
He doesn't notice what it is at first so he picks it up.
"What is this?" He thinks to himself. He then presses the button on it.
You freeze.
You know that sound. How could you not.
"Um.. Atsushi? What are you holding?"
He looks back at you and holds it up.
"This. What is it?"
Oh no.
How are you going to explain to him?
"Atsushi.. Put that back."
He notices the change of tone in your voice and puts it back into the drawer.
"The charger is in the second one."
He nods and opens it, grabbing it and handing it to you.
You take it, not looking at him to hide your pink face. But he notices.
"Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"
You giggle "no no of course not. It's just.. That thing- it- it's a-"
He catches it. His face instantly heats up as his arms flail.
"Oh my God Im so sorry! I didn't know- shit I'm so sorry-"
You giggle "it's okay! I should've told you what drawer it was in. It's not your fault."
..
"So uhm.. how does it work?"
𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓
Fyodor is a very intelligent person, but with you, theres definitely some things he doesn't know about you. He knows you have secrets. Everyone has secrets.
But he wants to know all of them.
He spent the next couple of hours looking through your place. He had snuck in while you were gone at work. Although he didn't really find anything besides your collections and pictures.
Thats until he walks into your room.
There it is. Sitting proudly on top of your nightstand.
It surprises him a little, but nonetheless, he walks up to it.
The button flashes as it sits on the charger. It's been recently used. Perhaps before you left.
He takes it off the charger and inspects it, it's warm. Which confirms his suspicion.
"How very amusing." He says to himself, going through the different modes.
His thumb presses the button, making it buzz to life. He chuckles as the vibrations go through his hand.
Although.. He doesn't hear when you come into the room.
"Fyodor..?"
𝑵𝒊𝒌𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒊
"Nikolai!"
He runs into your room with a wide smile on his face. He's always been curious about your room.
He immediately starts going through your stuff. Your body tense. You don't want him to find your..
He quickly opens your drawer and pulls it out. Your heart drops.
"Oh? Whats this?"
You run up to him to try and grab it, but he giggles and backs away from you, keeping you from getting taking it from him.
"Put that back!" You yell, face pink.
He turns it on.
"HA! it works! I'm definitely going to have some fun with this." He smirks at you. Making your face flush more.
𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒎𝒂
You were in the kitchen, making some food for yourself and Sigma. He was sitting at the table, talking with you.
"Hey can you do me a favor?" You turn to him.
He perks up, smiling softly.
"Yeah sure. What is it?"
"Can you go into my room and grab my phone? It should be on my nightstand."
He nods and stands up. Walking out of the kitchen and down the hallway to your bedroom.
He pushes the door open softly, quickly finding your nightstand. He walks up to it. But he notices something next to your phone.
He stares at it for a few moments, trying to figure out what that thing is, before it clicks.
His face flushes and he quickly leaves the room with your phone. Heading back to the kitchen to give it to you, pretending as if he never even saw it.
𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂
"Well? What do you think?"
He walks in and looks around your bedroom, standing beside your bed.
"It's nice." He says simply.
You sit on the bed and talk to him about your room, the stories about your belongings, and about your collections.
His eyes wander the room, looking at your stuff till it lands on your nightstand.
You follow his gaze, confused at first, till you see it. You forgot to put it away last night. You curse to yourself and scramble to it, quickly shoving it into your nightstand.
The two of you sit in awkward silence for a few moments before he eventually speaks up.
"What was that?"
Your face flushes. "Uhm- it's.. It's a- yknow.. Toy.."
He stares at you blankly.
"I see."
..
"Ill pretend I never saw that." He says with a faint blush on his face. Trying to cover it with a cough.
𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚
────୨ৎ────
I apologize if the grammar isn't the best and that its short, I wanna be more consistent with posting so this was kinda rushed. But I hope it was enjoyable!
Youve been teasing him all day, flirting with him, discreetly brushing your body against his, and overall making him unable to focus. You follow him to the storage room where things get frisky.
ʚ♡⃛ɞ
Poor Kunikida, he's been stressing all week
..
Requests have been flying in left and right, constantly going on missions, which he usually doesn't mind, except you've been making it incredibly hard for him. Throwing off his schedules, teasing him, distracting him, He could name more. Hes had enough of it.
Seated at his desk, Kunikida works on his papers. the agency's quiet. It's a slow but busy day, which makes you incredibly bored. You get out of your seat and stride towards his desk.
"Get off." He glares.
He doesn't notice you, too focused on his work. The corner of your lips tilt upward as you move to sit on his desk. Right on top of his work. His eyebrows furrow as he looks up at you.
You don't reply.
"I'm not going to ask again."
You cross your legs and lean back a bit "I'm quite comfortable here."
..
He sighs and stands; he grabs your waist and lifts you up. Placing you on the floor next to him and continues his work. You pout.
A couple hours pass. Kunikida gets up from his desk and walks to the exit, you follow him. "Where ya goin?" You ask.
"Storage. I need to grab something."
You follow him to the door and he pauses.
"I didn't say you could come with me. Go do your work." You follow him anyway, making him groan in annoyance.
Silence.
He opens the closet door and you shove him in. Making him trip into the closet, he quickly turns around, his mouth parts to say something, but interrupted when you lock the door.
You smirk.
"Unlock that door." He sighs in annoyance.
"Hm? I don't know what you're talking about." You tease.
A few more moments of silence pass before he suddenly slams you against the wall, pinning you. You gasp in surprise.
"You're such a pain in the ass." He glares down at you. You look up with a giggle, angering him even more. He leans down and roughly kisses you.
You break the kiss and look down at his knee, your hips rocking back and forth on it. Hands gripping his shoulders.
His knee presses between your legs, pushing you up on your tippy toes as he explores your mouth with his tongue. His hands grip your hips and move you to grind against it.
"Kunikida- please.. I need-"
He cuts you off "No. You don't deserve it for how you've been acting. This is all you're getting."
You whimper. He presses his knee further into you, your cunt soaking your panties. The fabric adding to the pleasure.
You hump his leg like a dog in heat. Small, breathless whimpers fall from your lips. Your cunt clenching around nothing.
His hand comes up to your mouth to muffle your moans. Making sure no one outside the room can hear you. You try to complain, but his hand silences you.
"I told you this is all you're getting. Stop being a crybaby and take it."
His words go straight to your clit. You feel your orgasm approaching quicker than you'd like to admit. And he notices.
He takes his hand off your mouth and kisses you again, bringing it back to your hip and pushing you further into his thigh, your slick leaking through your pants and onto his. Creating a dark, damp spot on his thigh.
Your thighs twitch as your hips stutter. And before you could register it, you came. A series of moans fall from your lips and into Kunikidas. He groans into your lips.
He looks down at his thigh. Noticing the wet patch.
After you come down from your high, he breaks away from the kiss and backs away from you. You look up at him, and your breath shudders.
"Damnit! Thanks to you I have to walk around looking like I pissed myself!"
────୨ৎ────
𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚
2 posts in a day?! Omg 😧!! Sorry this is really short 😭 hope you guys enjoyed it nonetheless!
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨/𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: camera sex, sending nudes to Chuuya, oral, Chuuya jerking off in a bathroom, dazai giving reader backshots, hair pulling, choking
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮
Chuuya is out on a business trip, neither you or Dazai can wait for him to get back, so you two decide to show him what he's missing.
ʚ♡⃛ɞ
"Can you guys get off of me already?! A week isn't even that long!"
You and dazai cling to Chuuya as he tries to walk out the door.
"How can you say that! We're going to be so lonely without you chibi!" Dazai says dramatically.
"We're going to die!" You whine after him.
Dazai pouts "what about me? How come I don't get a goodbye kiss??"
With a groan, Chuuya stops walking. He then grabs your face and gives you a small and rushed kiss. "I'll be back before you know it, okay?? You'll be fine doll."
He smirks against the kiss as Chuuya angerly kisses him back, causing your cheeks to flush. After a few moments, Chuuya pushes him away with another annoyed groan.
Chuuya groans and approaches him, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him down to his length for a small kiss. But before he could pull away, Dazai grabs his face and prolongs the kiss before he can break away.
"God you're so annoying."
..
a couple days have passed since Chuuya left. You and Dazai sit on the couch, silently scrolling on your phones as the tv plays in the background.
"Hey Belladonna." He says casually, not looking away from his phone. While you look over at him.
"Yeah?" You reply.
After a few moments of silence, he turns off his phone and places it on the table in front of the couch, and rests his head on his hand against the arm of the couch.
"What do you think he's doing right now?"
You hum, thinking.
"Not sure. Why?"
He smirks. Sitting up straighter.
"I have an idea.." He then crawls from his spot to you, Hovering over you. He brushes a strand of hair out of your face, making your cheeks turn pink.
"What- what's your idea?" You ask, hesitantly.
His eyes darken while the sides of his lips turn upwards in a smirk.
"Lets show him just how much we miss him."
..
You're lied down on the bed faced up. Dazai hovers over you again as his fingers grab the hem of your shirt and lifts it off of you before kissing you. his soft lips moving against yours passionately as you eagerly kiss back. He then moves to kiss the corner of your mouth and trails down your jawline.
He sits back up to admire you, your lips parted as you pant below him with purple spots all over you. He smirks and let's out a hum of appreciation.
He spends the next couple of minutes marking your neck by sucking bruises onto it. They bloom a dark purple, making the marks very obvious. Once he's done, he moves to the top of your chest, doing the same right above your bra.
You watch as he reaches for his phone, unlocking it.
"what are you doing?" You ask.
He extends out his phone and takes a couple pictures of you. You avoid looking at the camera in embarrassment.
"Showing Chuuya what he's missing."
He sends the pictures. Captioning it with "missing you already </3"
..
Chuuya looks down at the table in front of him, paying little attention to Mori's lecture. his phone then buzzes inside his pocket.
He takes out his phone without any thought. Seeing that Dazai texted him, his eyebrows furrow in annoyance. But he opens the message anyway.
His stomach drops as he opens the pictures. he frantically looks around him to see if anyone saw. sighing in relief when he knows he's in the clear, but not any less angry.
He aggressively types back to him.
"DAZAI WHAT THE FUCK. I'M IN A MEETING RIGHT NOW. I'M GOING TO KILL YOU WHEN I GET HOME."
He takes another quick glance around the room before he opens the pictures again. His pupils widen as he looks at the pictures.
..
Chuuya's pants begin to gradually grow tighter. He adjusts in his seat to try and soothe the growing ache. He puts his phone back in his pocket and tries to focus on Mori so that he doesn't get even harder by thinking about you.
Dazai chuckles and lowers his hand with the phone in it, not yet putting it down. His other hand resting just below your bra.
He brings his hand to cup your breast, softly kneading it then lightly pinching your nipple, making you arch your back into the touch with a shaky exhale.
Your breath catches as he gropes your soft breast. Then reaching behind you to unclasp the bra and throwing it off of the bed.
He teases your breasts for a few more moments, taking pictures and videos for chuuya. He then hands you his phone.
"Hold this for me." You take his phone.
He lightly blows on your wet slit, making you feel his breath, but not yet pressing his lips against you.
He slowly slips off your pants and underwear. His hands reach up to squeeze your thighs before spreading them. Exposing your soaking cunt to him.
"You recording?" He asks, looking up at you. You shake your head no.
As soon as you hit record, he sticks out his tongue and flattens it again your slit, licking a long, slow, and teasing stripe up it. You gasp as he makes eye contact with the camera, wrapping his lips around your clit. He swirls his tongue around it as he sucks on it, which makes you gasp. He chuckles, the vibrations sending more pleasure Into you.
He continues to eat you out; he makes the slurping of his mouth more prominent for the camera. You reach your hand down and pull at his hair, pushing him further between your thighs. He let's out a small moan.
Taking one of his hands off your thighs, he brings two fingers to your entrance, teasing around it before he pushes them inside, making you arch your back and whimper.
Dazai grabs the phone from you and ends the video, quickly sending it and the pictures to Chuuya before leaning down and kissing you.
He smirks and curls them as he swirls at your clit faster, bringing you closer to your release. But before you could come, he stops and pulls back, his chin glistening from your juices. You whine at the loss of his mouth and fingers.
..
It's near the end of the meeting, and Chuuya hasn't been able to keep you and dazai off his mind. Imagining what you two are doing right now.
He notices the message and opens it immediately, his cock twitches in his pants.
Mori excuses everyone from the room. leaving as soon as he can and heads into the nearest bathroom. Quickly shutting it behind him and pulling out his phone.
"Shit.."
He brings his hand down to his pants and palms at himself, hissing from the pleasure. He then opens the video and slightly turns up the volume.
Your hand shakes as you let out noises of pleasure. Dazai makes eye contact with the camera as he messily eats your pussy. He curses again and quickly takes off his belt, letting it fall to the floor with a loud clinking noise that echos throughout the bathroom.
"Can't believe I'm doing this right now" he groans out.
He takes out his painfully hard cock, the tip a angry red and leaking with precum. He let's out a shaky sigh and wraps his hand around it, slowly stroking it.
..
"Turn around for me, Bella"
"You look so good from here Bella.." He coos, his tip catches on your entrance, making you gasp.
You turn yourself, lying on your stomach. He grabs you by the hips and pulls them up. Dazai quickly takes off his belt and pants, his cock pressing against your ass.
"Mnngh osaumu.. Put it in already.." you complain. He chuckles.
"Patience."
After a few more moments of teasing, he slowly slides his cock Into your wet entrance. Your walls hugging around him as he inches deeper into you.
He groans when he bottoms out inside of you. Once you're adjusted, he begins to move, pulling out around halfway before slamming back into you, eliciting a choked whimper out of you.
He leans down and kisses your shoulders, chest pressed up against your back. He uses the opportunity to grab his phone again.
Gripping you by the waist, he pulls you back against him to meet his thrusts, your pussy squelching with every movement of his hips.
"Wha- mh- what are you doing?" You choke out.
The camera catches the lewd sounds of your moans and the squelching of your pussy. He grabs your ass cheek with his free hand and spreads it, giving the camera a better view of his cock entering your pussy.
He smirks and leans back up, angling the phone to your ass and hitting record. His cock thrusting in and out of your pussy as it leaks around him, creating a creamy ring around the base of his cock.
"Look at her Chuuya- Mh- being such a good girl for me- ah-" he speaks into the phone.
Afterwards, he reaches up with that same hand and pulls at your hair, making you yelp and putting your back at a nasty arch. He thrusts harder into you, letting out sounds of pleasure himself.
He continues to fuck you for a few more moments before he tells you to turn around. Laying on your back again. You look up at him eagerly as he lines his cock up with your hole again, keeping the camera rolling.
He chuckles, noticing that you're close. With his other hand, he wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing enough to cut off some of your air. Your pulse beating quickly under his finger tips.
He shoves himself into you, making you whimper. He thrusts at a fast and brutal pace, bringing your orgasm closer and closer.
"Dazai- I'm- I'm close-!" You say breathlessly.
He moans as his thrusts become frantic, chasing his release.
"Come for me belladonna. Show- show Chuuya how pretty you are when you come."
Thats all you needed. Your walls clench around him as you cream on his cock with a series of moans and whimpers. Your juices leaking out of your hole as Dazai continues to chase his high.
Shortly after, he pulls out and strokes his cock feverishly, coming on your tummy with a pleasurable moan, some of it even reaching your breasts. He ends the video and collapses on top of you, both of you breathing heavily.
After a few minutes, he picks his phone back up and rolls next to you. You curl up next to him and look at his phone, watching him send the videos to Chuuya.
"Hes gonna be so pissed" Dazai chuckles.
..
Chuuya groans as he continues to stroke his cock, using his precum as lube. His hand holds the phone shakily, watching the video Dazai sent of him eating you out.
A notification pops up from the top of his phone. He opens it immediately. His cock twitches when his eyes fall on the video attachment. He opens it.
His eyes widen as he watches Dazai fuck you. Biting his lip to stiffle a whimper. His hand quickening on his cock.
He turns up the volume, the video echoing along with the wet sounds of his shaft inside the bathroom.
"Fucking hell-" he curses.
He doesn't want to admit how fast his orgasm is approaching. The sight of you and Dazai fucking while he isn't home is too much for him. His lower stomach tightens as his legs twitch, thrusting himself into his own hand.
Once he saw you come around Dazai's cock, it was over for him. He comes around his hand with an involuntary whimper. His seed spurting out of his tip, coating his hand and dripping down to the floor.
He pants and stands there for a few moments. Replaying the video in his mind. His cock was already hardening again.
With a irritated groan, he grabs some toilet paper and cleans himself. Tossing it into the trash and washing his hands, afterwards grabbing his belt from the floor and putting his pants back on. Ignoring his half-hard cock as he walks out of the bathroom.
𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚
────୨ৎ────
I'm trying to get better with grammar so I apologize if there's any mistakes. Hope you enjoyed!
I'm deciding to open up asks, feel free to ask or say anything you want! I'm open to suggestions to improve my writing as well. Requests will be closed until further notice. ♡
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨/𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙨: semi public, fucking on a pool table, smoking, praise, Chuuya is a bit controlling, face fucking, coming inside
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮
It first started innocent, playing pool with your coworker Chuuya, he even gives you tips, but you lose focus. thats when things get heated.
ʚ♡⃛ɞ
You don't even remember what you came here for. The room smelled of alcohol and cigarettes. The low lights flicker above you as you're seated against the wall, observing. You don't even play pool. Sure, you know the basics, but last time you've played was years ago, but seeing the men play and get frustrated was pretty entertaining.
Chuuya has been on a winning streak, winning against everyone who challenges him; the men even made bets on every game. The money only getting higher by each game. You consider trying for the sake of the extra cash, but seeing all the men lose to him shatters your confidence, so you just sit there and watch.
Your eyes lock onto Chuuya, who again, is winning against the man who challenged him, who ensured he would be the one to beat him. But like every round, Chuuya continues to win.
Chuuya hits the last ball into a corner pocket, which makes the man slam his cue onto the table and storm out of the room, now leaving just you and Chuuya in the room.
He watches the man leave and scoffs before turning around and looking at you with a small smirk.
"Wanna give it a go doll?"
You freeze and look around to see if anyone's there with you to play with him instead, but once you notice you're alone you turn back to Chuuya, meeting his gaze.
"I.. I don't know how to play"
He moves to grab the cue the man left on the table, and walks over to you, handing it to you.
"Then I'll teach you."
..
Chuuya grabs the balls from the ball return. Once all of them are on the table he grabs the rack and places the balls in the in the correct order. Once he made sure everything was in his place, he handed you the white ball and stood off to the side of the table, removing the rack.
"Solid or stripes?" He asks you, leaning against the wall behind him, you choose stripes.
You look at your hand and the cue; you curse at yourself in your mind, forgetting how you're supposed to hold it. You sigh and move the tip in between your middle and ring fingers; your back is stiff; it's obvious you're inexperienced.
Right before you hit the white ball he stops you with a wave of his hand.
"Stop, stop. You've got it all wrong. Let me help you"
You watch him walk over to you with confusion. He moves to stand behind you. Before you can ask what hes doing, His hands grip your hips and pull you closer to him, making your breath hitch in surprise. His hand presses against your back, gently pushing you into a looser position.
Once he was done he steps back and walks to your side, moving the tip of your cue above and between your thumb and pointer finger.
"Don't be so stiff; let loose a little yeah? Now give it a go." He walks to the side of the pool table again, watching you as he pulls out a cigarette from his pocket and lights it.
After a few moments of looking at the ball, you hit it with your cue. The white ball smacks against the others which causes them to scatter across the table.
Since you didn't pocket any balls, your turn was up. Chuuya takes a hit off his cigarette before he places it in his mouth and grabs his cue.
You watch as his lips wrap around the cigarette; they look so... Smooth. You can't help but imagine what they would feel like against your own and against your skin.
Your eyes trail down his forearms, his sleeves pulled up to his elbows, watching them flex as he adjusts his cue.
Then you look at his hands and fingers; you watch as they flex under the gloves, it makes you wonder what they look like underneath, and how they would feel on your skin. He places the cue between his thumb and pointer and hits the ball, pocketing one. He sighs and walks over to get a better angle, then hits the white ball again, but fails to pocket another.
You don't even notice it. You're too busy checking him out. He cocks an eyebrow, noticing. The corner of his lip quirking upwards.
"Somethin' on your mind sweetheart?"
You snap out of it, your face flushing at the realization of being caught. You look at the pool table, then back at him.
"Is- is it my turn?"
He takes a puff off his cigarette "yeah."
..
A few rounds pass, you can barely focus, the air feels thinner.. Hotter. He feels it too. Letting out a sigh, he speaks up.
"I'm bored of this." He puts out his cigarette in an ashtray on a table next to him before walking up to you, backing you up into the table before gripping the sides, trapping you, your breath hitches. He leans in and whispers into your ear.
"lets play a different game yeah?"
He's suffocating, and it's not just the smell of his cigarette but his presence. Cocky. Knowing. Powerful. It makes you forget how to breathe.
He pulls back and looks at you. "Do you want to play?"
"Say it. Use your words."
You gulp, your heart pounding in your chest. You look around the room. There's no one but the two of you, and it's late. It's unlikely that someone would walk in. After a few moments of contemplating, you nod.
You part your lips and muster out a shaky "yes."
And then he's on you, his hands moving to your hips and pulling you closer, lips smashing against yours. You quickly wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. You can feel his hard on against your hip as he presses it harder into you.
He pulls away for a moment, a line of spit connecting your lips, before breaking as he kisses you again. He then takes your bottom lip between his and sucks on it before pushing his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues swirl against each other in a heated dance.
After a few more moments he pulls away, both of your chests rising and falling quickly. He stares into your eyes with need. He then turns the two of you around, him now against the table.
"On your knees," he commands. You don't hesitate, instantly falling to the floor and looking up at him, waiting for him to give you more orders.
He cups the side of your face and gently brushes his thumb against your lip, which makes you involuntarily part them. He slowly pushes it into your mouth and presses it against your tongue.
Your tongue squirms under his thumb as your saliva coats it; he smirks and presses down more firmly. You close your lips around him and lightly suck on it, tasting the leather. He then pulls it back out but presses his middle finger to your lips.
"Take them off for me"
And you do so, you softly bite at the leather and pull off his glove, revealing his soft, pale hand. Once both of his gloves are off, he brings them to his belt and starts undoing it.
You watch his hands eagerly as they make a show of taking it off. Once he's done, he pulls the belt out of the belt loops of his pants and tosses it to the ground, making his pants sag slightly. He leans back against the pool table and looks down at his pants, gesturing for you to take off the rest.
You bring your shaky hands up and pull down the zipper. Afterwards, pulling his briefs down. Once you do, his cock springs out, making you gasp.
He's long and thin but not too thin. His shaft slightly curved. His tip leaking. You make note of all the little details of it, the veins, the freckles, everything.
He grabs the base and taps it against your lips, smearing the pre against them.
"Open your mouth for me sweetheart." He coos, you comply, parting your lips for him. He slowly slides himself inside your wet mouth, letting your mouth and throat adjust. Your hands ball into fists in your lap as you struggle to take him, gagging once he hits the back of your throat.
He lets out a sigh once your nose meets his pelvis. His hand falls to the top of your head and holds it in place with your hair. Your throat spasms around his cock, causing you to choke again. Drool begins to drip down from your bottom lip, coating your chin and his balls.
After a few moments, he guides your head back, almost pulling out, then slams it back into your throat, causing you to let out a choked whimper.
He then repeats it until he sets a decent pace, his balls slapping against your chin with every thrust as the filthy sounds of your throat fill the room. Your eyes begin to water as he continues to hit the back of your throat with every thrust. He lets out a small moan above you, which makes you look up at him.
You never believed that you would see him like this. His head is tilted back slightly, but still manages to keep his eyes on you. The skin on his face a light pink as his mouth let's out sounds of pleasure and panting.
After he pulls you off for a moment to let you breathe, you wrap your lips around his sticky tip, swirling your tongue around it. He grips the table behind him and lets out a small moan.
"S-shit, hold on-" he pushes your head away, which makes you look up at him confused, but before you can ask, he speaks up.
"Cmere."
You rise from your knees, and he pulls you in by your waist to kiss you again.
Once he pulls away, he turns the two of you around, pinning you against the table again. His hand sliding under your shirt and caressing your stomach.
"You want me doll?"
Your breath hitches. "Yes- yes please Chuuya, Take me"
He turns you around and presses his hand on your back to pin you to the table as his other hand pulls down your pants and underwear. Leaving you bent and bare before him. He pushes his cock against your ass and grinds against it, his tip leaking more precum.
You moan in desperation, pushing yourself back into him to coax him into you, he chuckles.
"Patience doll." He coos.
He then grabs the base of his cock and rubs his shaft against your cunt, your juices leaking onto him. Once he was done he brings his cock up to your hole and presses the tip against it.
Your nails scratch against the pool table, scrambling to find something to hold onto as he slowly sinks himself into you. He hisses as he pushes himself deeper, your tight walls hugging him.
He tightly grips your hips as he bottoms out inside of you. He lets you adjust before he pulls himself out halfway, then thrusts back into you. His thighs hit the back of yours with a small smack, making your cunt squelch, and a surprised moan fall from your lips.
His hands guide your hips back into him as he thrusts into you, making you feel him even deeper. He keeps a steady pace. You can't help the noises that escape you.
He grips the cheeks of your ass and spreads them, watching his cock disappear into your hole with every thrust. He fits perfectly inside of you, almost as if your walls were only meant for him. Your juices and his combined create a creamy ring around the base of his cock, dribbling down his balls and making your cunt even stickier and filthier.
He picks up his speed and adjusts his angle; you whimper at the sudden increase of pleasure. His cock lifting you onto your tippy toes. He takes one of his hands off your hips and shoves them into your hair to pull your head back, your eyes rolling back.
"That's it... Take it." He groans. His pace starts to stutter as his balls begin to tighten; he's close. And you are too. He hisses when your walls clench around him, nearing your climax, which makes his build faster.
"Fuck- where do you want it doll?"
You can barely muster up the words, but you try anyway. "Inside-! Shit- don't pull out-!"
His breath stutters. "You- you sure about that sweetheart?"
You let out a choked moan, yelping out a quick "yes!"
He groans. Determined to make you come first, he snakes a hand around your body to rub your clit, and that was all you needed before you gush around him. Your body spams from the intensity of your orgasm. Your walls fluttering.
Chuuya's cock pulses inside of you as his tip spurts out his sticky and warm seed inside of you. He let's out a shaky moan as he pulls you closer to him by the hips, pushing his cum deeper inside of you.
The both of you sit there for a few minutes to catch your breaths. Once the two of you came down from your highs, he slowly slips his softening cock out, watching his seed leak out of your hole, and dripping onto the floor.
He helps you put your clothes back on after shoving your panties in his pocket. He then takes a cigarette out of his other pocket and offers it to you, later taking you home.
────୨ৎ────
𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚
This took me about 3-4 days so I hope you all enjoyed! I apologize for being very inactive, life's been a bit busy for me lately. Also I'm sorry if this is super long. Ive had this idea for a while and I finally got the motivation and time to write it! I have a lot more ideas that I'm excited to write on.
