currently doing this before even going to bed cause why not?!😹
Dazai, a man baffled of himself- lost in the train of thoughts and questions he would love his other self- or if its possible to even meet an alternative world of him. to answer this spiraling feeling of ache and constant pouding burning in his chest.
Dazai, whom appears to his comrades- a flirtatious individual to others who he deemed to meet. an action of a habit he’d do to other ladies he crosses paths with. and my oh my, crossing upon you had him feeling like riding a rollercoaster.
you met him as an interactive, sweet-talk type of guy, a tone of sarcasm while he spoke about how much he wants you and longs for your love. you liked his humor indeed, as he kept entertaining you with such talks, you would respond either laughing or giggling at it. little did you know it became his drug.
it was unexpected for Dazai really. it all just happened in a bright day where he’d have your arm around your shoulder doing the talking while his eyes are set on you. hearing your laugh, your smile, the way you simply look at him. it makes the man himself flutter. a feeling of both of his foot flying away from the ground of the earth. heck it even feels like heaven is about to take him.
Dazai knows damn well he’s slowly falling in love with you, he’s so self-aware.. and yet he accepts this and doesn’t find himself to falter and furthers in reach to pursue your heart. you captured his, so why not his turn to capture yours too? to make it even for both of you.
now, now, dazai musn’t lose his composure around you. you were cool around him right? you surely wouldn’t notice? maybe? perhaps? the way he would sometimes stutter through his sentence, naturally he wouldn’t- but this time it was getting different.
you surely wouldn’t notice the way both of cheeks on his face turning into the shade of a sakura leaf when in close meter with you? oh he also hopes you don’t notice he would progressively be the shade of a tomato when you look at him with those pair of eyes he found to admire alot these past weeks.
his intense pumping heartbeat he tries to shadow, could you possibly hear it? the way his heart echoes your name. his mind clouding images of you. he can’t focus on work like this.. yes dazai a miracle to finally work on stacks of paperworks, yet again still not effective as a distraction. resulting kunikida scolding him again.
maybe cupid shot him so many times? was this a curse or a blessing? dazai will never know. but still he’ll continue, for you, and always you.
🦐 ; y/n’s presence never missed every single day! a text, a voice call, maybe even a visit. but then one morning.. boom! y/n vanished, not a single sign of life from them has got them shuffled in their minds! who knows could be what their reaction? (SCENARIOS)
— this is a fun little drabble while i had on my free time!! huehue, i swear ill make nikolai on the pt2 of this and along with another character in mind!
Sigma
Would end up trashing in fear in his body.
sigma's love for you is known to be only pure, he loves you whole and so do you. a routine where you'd keep him occupied with everything that's happened to you while he shoots you a bunch of questions of things he hadn't heard such about. the more you talked, the more curious he got.
the way you talk has him falling head over heels for you! that's the most special event in his daily life. the part where you'd find him and call so sweetly of his name out of your lips, your voice instantly makes him forget whatever's disturbing his head- soon relaxed when he recognizes your voice.
with this everyday routine with you is like a vitamin he has to take everyday, without it he may not function well. it's the most crucial part of his life- he can't miss a day without you. then one day, he did almost did miss a day.
usually you'd be calling out for him when he's really stuffed with the casino of his. a perfect timing for you to be his savior to come and comfort him, but after a few hours- he looked at the clock that was hanged on the wall.
'that’s strange.. y/n should be here at any moment now.. y/n's coming here soon right?'
and so, he waited. and waited. and waited. like a dog waiting for their owner to return home behind closed doors.
sigma begins to fidget without him realizing, one of his legs starts fiddling as both of his hands clasped together, his right index finger tapping up and down for who knows how long. and you still weren't here.
its been hours, he noticed. he spammed your phone number with a few text messages asking where are you, were you alright? were you not safe? the thought of you in danger increased his worries. could fyodor have captured you to use you against him?
he swallowed the developed lump in his throat, he had to search for you immediately. now was the time to take action. who knows what could’ve happen to you? he stands up and grabs the telephone by his desk- before he was about to dial, the sound of his main doors pushed open.
there you were, standing with a bunch of bags hanged on your arm. "hey, sorry i kind of arrived late! as you can see here i bought-"
"s-sigma?" you were cut by your sentence as you were took by a sudden surprise of sigma who dropped the telephone and approached you with his footsteps in a haste. he then hugged you tightly- wrapped in his arms, never wanting to let go of you. his head on your shoulder while his face hides at your sight. you almost fell behind and tumbled because of the unforeseen of event.
"where were you?" he asked, a sound of his voice cracked as he spoke. you hugged him back trying your best to tolerate how really tight his hug is, "i was out in the mall.. my phone happened to run out of battery so i couldn't message you. i'm sorry about that." you let out of a bashful giggle.
soon you felt slight coldness on the fabric you wore, your eyes dilated and grabbed sigma's forearms to push him slowly from you.
with his face in front of you. sigma's eyes were bottled up with tears, his nose a bit red. which looks like he's been holding in his emotions for a while. the tables have turned- now you were the one worried, confused, why was sigma crying? did you do something wrong?
"huh? did something happen? what's wrong?" sigma looked down, a sigh escaping his lips- his eyebrows furrowed. "you were gone for too long and i just got worried.. really that's all." his eyes shifted in another direction, a small pout on his lips formed after.
you also sighed in relief after thinking that something worse happened to him, "i'm sorry for that sigma.. next time i'll invite you to the mall with me. we could try one of those fancy restaurants i saw."
he sniffled, his index finger swiped the tear bubbling from the corner of his eye. "sure, i'd love to go." he then smiled. "i'm happy you're back."
sigma then felt something pressed on to his lips. it was.. a cookie?! his eyes lit of sparks. you pushed the cookie futher and sigma took immediate bite of it, "i also bought these cookies for you! do you like them?"
a faint pink shade of blush wave on his cheeks, "mhm."
Fyodor
Would come and fetch you immediately. and once found- it’s a must to return.
your presence being absent for a while doesn’t shaken fyodor himself. why? oh y/n, you lack the knowledge of fyodor’s tracking skills- an absoulute maniac at it! he could be watching you at every placed cctv camera by the city and you’re fully unaware of it.
fyodor fonds you quite alot- well for more than what you can think. he loves how you bring gifts for him on the way back, after he just watched you struggle to buy something for him. unable to choose between two goods situation. he smiles internally at how cute you look while deciding if he'd
with your loyalty to him, he surely should protect you from any harm that opposes you. that’s why he’s spectating you from the cameras y’know! it’s all for the sake of your safety after all. he even thought of placing cameras in your house, maybe if someone attempted to rob you then he’d save the day.
as soon as fyodor came back from his office- sitting on his chair, eyes stamped on the screen that displayed different corners of each street. in an insant his eyes hunt for you like a prey.
switching from cameras to cameras, he was unable to find you through it. he double checked again- maybe you’ll appear at any moment but no. you still weren’t there at the store you always went.
‘that’s strange..’ fyodor said as he gently rubbed his chin, thinking where have you might go. he only set off his eyes away from the screen for a minute and you’re gone that quickly? that was the least he expected since you take your time at browsing your items.
little did he know you stumbled upon this local cafe that just opened up! it was located at this small apartment that the owner set it up as their own business. you happen to saw a poster and an immediate urge drove into you as soon as you saw the cafe’s new release of a drink.
with that in mind, you went on your way to try it out. you open the door that supposedly says in the poster that this is where they’re located, a small, shady place for a cafe indeed. you were met by the sound of a small bell that clang on top when you opened the door. the aroma of coffee strikes you.
there were only a few people, really few.. like 3. the man who’s behind the counter greeted you a welcome. you came upfront and told him that you wanted to try their new drink. the man agreed, but as he went on to make it- the man seems like he couldn’t find himself to stop talking about you.
he continuously asked you multiple questions about yourself, what you do for living, how was living in the city, were you still studying, ‘till he abruptly asked if you were in a relationship with someone.
the first set of questions weren’t that bad, although they progressively became more personal. the conversation still about yourself- you ended up being uncomfortable as you sat and waited for your drink to be done.
“maybe we could exchange numbers.. if you ever don’t have one though! and we could go get some coff-“
“do you serve tea around here?” the familiar voice spoke. you quickly turned to your side and saw fyodor who was about to sit down beside you. “wait- fyodor?! what’re you doing here? i mean, when did you even get here?!”
“just now.” fyodor replied, his gaze on the man who was doing the finishing touches to your drink. the man who was behind the counter was also just as confused as you for the unexpected new customer. “tea sir? i’m afraid we don’t-“
“well, that’s unfortunate. i was hoping me and y/n would go here sometime.” fyodor replied. cutting the man’s words off. “y/n?” you looked to fyodor again, giving him a sign that he has your attention. he told you to bring out your phone and to wear your headphones for some reason, he then told you to listen to this orchestra piece he liked.
“just for a moment.” he told you, mouth close to your ear, then puts back the lifted half of the headphones on your ear. you watched him talk to the man, both of them having a conversation while you listened to melody in your ears. you then continued to sip your finished drink, ‘this is good.. and refreshing..’ the wave of relaxation was disturbed by a sudden slam that vibrated on the wooden counter.
you turned your gaze back to the two, lifting your headphones. the man’s face expression showed he was terrified, while fyodor was only giving the poor man a smirk. “get out before i call the police!” the man threatened. “wait- what happened?” yet again confused, you asked fyodor. he only stood up and stared at the man who’s legs began to shake.
“let’s go y/n. we surely don’t want to be in this place of a stench.” fyodor took his steps to the door turning the doorknob. you left your payment on the counter and catched up to fyodor on the way out of the apartment.
you were filled with questions for fyodor to answer, but the only answer you ever got was quite odd-
“i only gave him a little piece of advice, i wouldn’t want that cafe to be shut down completely.”
the next day, you were walking by the side of the streets. you found yourself in the same spot where the cafe you went was located. but this time, you took notice that there was a sign that said ‘THIS PLACE HAS BEEN SHUT DOWNED’
warnings ; implied yandere behavior, contains nsfw, stalking, dark explicit content, gore(?) well slightly, NOT proof read (im sorry)😿, fem reader
wc ; 2,241
might make a few more bunch of these with the others in mind 😸!
maybe taking on the offer of the one and only fyodor dostoevsky wasn't such a bad idea at first. taking on the job to be an undercover spy for him, your job was to only spy on the list of people he gave to you. atsushi, dazai, blah blah blah.. a whole bunch of random people you don't even know from before. well not until now that you're already trying to pinpoint their whereabouts.
and in return, you get money. that's right- money.
you liked money, with it's own multiple purposes- to buy new clothes, food, accessories, some new shoes.. oh how it was such a dream for you to achieve those. i mean, the job was to only spy on them, don't act suspicious.. and don't get caught, those were the last thoughts before you accepted the job, signed the contract you were offered from fyodor.
fyodor.. was a strange and quite gave off an unsettling vibe for you. from his outfit dressed oddly to his dark mauve colored eyes gazing at you as you try to drink your tea in peace while you two were in the same room. why'd he have to look at you like that?! it was making the atmosphere quite a bit awkward so you shifted your gaze somewhere else quickly after meeting sight with him.
focus on something else... oh the music! yes, yes, y/n. just listen to the music and enjoy your food, don't look at fyodor for god's sake!
it had been already more than a few times of exchanging stares from each other between you and fyodor, you had to ask yourself why does he have to look at you so often? not like something's wrong with what you're wearing right? or maybe there was something on your face?
you assumed that fyodor has an interest in orchestra music. he would always play them while you two were doing nothing, his eyes closed as he listened to the tune while you sat there or while resting. you weren't allowed to bring your phone in fyodor's base. it was forbidden but you don't dare to ask why.
"soo.. how long have you been listening to orchestra music, fyodor?" you asked in hopes to lessen the unhandy feeling. starting a conversation to expect a reply when he did the opposite. now that made you felt quite embarrassed- or maybe he didn't hear you through the sound of the music running in the background?
great, now you just wanna bury yourself under the dirt.
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as days passed, fyodor's behavior made quite a curve.. rather than usual.
now, starting a conversation with him was the least likely thing you wanted to take action on. thinking that he was the person who didn't like to be disturbed after the 'awkward' event that happened a few days ago. but now was different.
he was getting quite getting verbal with you, besides the conversation of your report on the strange men you spied- fyodor started making side comments after your reports. it would sometimes be questions of what else did you do besides spying? or what did you eat today? or, did you take a bath?
then to be surprised to feel a vibration from your pocket after finishing your break in fyodor's base. receiving an unknown number through your phone. the message stating 'this is fyodor.'
now that felt the slight goosebumps on your skin. how'd he even get your number? you don't remember giving out your number to anyone these past few weeks.
you shrugged it off, telling your self it was no big deal. being familiar with fyodor didn't set you off, although you still wonder how'd he get your number from the start.
the next day you asked fyodor on how'd he get your number, to be only answered by silence and another music piece of orchestra playing in the background, was he avoiding your question- or did he not hear it again?
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the next few days again, you receive such special and luxurious gifts outside your doorstep from an unknown sender. they would vary, to sets of bouquets, expensive chocolates, high quality essentials, and branded clothes and bags. and a gigantic fluffy teddy bear.
of course you were really shocked. at first, you thought that the sender might be sending a bunch of these gifts to the wrong person or the wrong address. but unfortunately the gifts didn't give any clue who was sending it, not even a note or an initial somewhere. truthfully you wanted to return it out of guilt, feeling that you don't deserve much of these- still thinking this must be for another person but mistaken you for that person. yet you still kept them, stacking it around the empty spaced corner you had in your dorm.
you're making money out of this job you have, you can get all of those one day if you finally start a career and become successful one day using the saved up cash you get from your job.
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on the last day of your contract, which stated that you only needed to do this for a month. unexpectingly your relationship between fyodor had become more.. closer?
fyodor started to question more about your personal life, your family, past history, relationships, your friends, experiences that you found funny. he listened while you kept talking. and one time, you swore that you heard him mumble, but you were in the middle of talking as you were pouring the kettle filled with tea onto your empty tea cup.
sitting on the fancy looking sofa, fyodor who's roots are surprisingly removed from his chair he usually sat on- instead, he sat near the single fancy looking chair just beside the long sofa you were sitting on.
"i'd love to hear your voice forever."
"sorry, i didn't hear what you said! what were you saying again?" you spoke as your hurried to place the kettle back to its old position.
to his reply, "oh- nothing, you can continue."
you blinked for a moment, "alright, so-" continuing what you were saying without a single curiosity on what he previously said. you assumed maybe it was just the wind? well that was funny for a wind to sound like fyodor that time. but once again, the poor oblivious y/n was going about to dive in the danger zone.
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"n-ngh.. ah-" fyodor hissed under his shortened breath, huffing as he watching from the desktop in front of him as his hand was moving up and down furiously around his cock from the displayed footage in his desktop.
a live footage of you, completely naked after your shower. it was such a delightful image to see in his eyes, your body wet, the way the water droplets drooped on your skin, your pair of tits who fyodor was craving to fondle.
god, it was making him so crazy. watching you dress up in a sexy looking dress- it was even the dress fyodor sent you. your bare ass faced in front of the camera made his action fasten- he bit his lips, his hand pumping his throbbing cock till he reached to his climax. making his cum stain on the screen of his desktop.
fyodor gulped the lump on his throat, calming his breathing when you were almost finished with dressing up yourself- you were grabbing a pair of heels then a doorbell suddenly rang on your door. it was 8pm, now who could that be?
"coming!" you shouted, grabbing the purse that was on your bed.
fyodor watched you wear those pair of heels in a haste, you tried to run after wearing them- yet still being careful not to trip. he continued to watch you out of curiosity on who was on your doorstep in the middle of the night. unfortunately for him, the creek to your room showed a silhouette of you and another person who was taller than you, had quite a large figure, and was a man, he thought.
the built-in camera inside the teddy bear he sent you recorded the conversation coming through the hallway, both of you and the man's voices echoing loud enough for the camera to reach the volume. to fyodor's reaction, it really was the worse that y/n can imagine.
"are you ready for our date?" the voice of a man spoke
"mhm, didn't expect you to get here at the exact time we talked about!" your voice replied.
something inside fyodor was burning intensely, his heart felt a painful ache he couldn't prevent- his hands balled into a fist while his eyes glared at the screen after hearing what he just heard. a date? with this man he never knew of? how ridiculous.
he thought that you were getting the hints he was giving, although to you- it barely even got into your mind that he was into you by showing the sudden curve of behavior.
he had to make a bigger hint on who you only belong to.
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the contract ended with fyodor, you were now a cashier for a bakery- still saving up money for the career you want to pursue.
everything was as normal as usual, a day where you work, go home, eat, sleep. then to wake up to your new fiance cooking you a good smelling breakfast in the morning. you met your partner by just stumbling upon him by the street, spilling coffee on you that stained what you were wearing, offered to pay and treat you to a restaurant- he insisted alot so you couldn't help but agree, then that's where all the talking started.
he was a night shift worker who worked as an engineer. while you worked from afternoon to around the evening.
then suddenly, every important people in your life, disappear one by one.
receiving an email of a photo of your fiance caught kissing another woman in a club- heartbroken then went to seek comfort through your friends, but they refused to be in contact with you, you didn't know why!
you were in the lowest point of your life.. you seek your family, calling your mom- hoping that she'd pick up but to misfortune hitting you, you only got a message that says they're not available. for after 30+ calls every hour?!
you don't know what's happening.. you ask yourself what is happening? you were confused, so confused. you lied there on your bed for who knows how many days you were sobbing with red puffy eyes surrounded with tissues all over the place.
curled up into a ball, you were fired from your job for being absent for weeks without any reason. now that just made it worse for you- the feeling of being back to zero, now who were you to turn to now?
'fyodor..' wait, that's right.. fyodor! maybe you could take his job again, in hopes to get progress through life being rough on the road.
you sat up from your bed, feeling a bit of back pain from lying for too long. you stood up and quickly grabbed a jacket and wearing it- there you took the route you were once familiar with. to the way to get to the man fyodor's place.
finally arriving to his place which was located in a forest, you walked up to the door and gathered the courage to knock. just knock y/n.. just like before, like you always did.. fyodor knows you right?
with a silent moment, you knocked 3 times. then a few seconds passed you overthinked that maybe he doesn't live here anymore. or maybe he wasn't hear- or maybe he just didn't want to answer the door-
the sound of the doorknob turned, you were startled but your body felt nervous for seeing a person you haven't seen for a while.
and there you met eyes again with the man, one and only- fyodor. he still looked the same as ever from the last time you saw him, he greeted you with a smile as he looked down at you.
"fyodor! i-"
you were cut off by fyodor's sudden offering of a small box with a ribbon wrapped on it.
"what's this..?" you asked.
"oh, open it so you can find out." fyodor replied.
you took the small box out of the palm of his hands, with one pull of the strand of the ribbon untied it. you opened the lid of the box.
a flash of horror and disgust was on your face, immediately recognizing what was inside.. it was the finger of your fiance.. the finger where he wore the matching rings he gave you when he proposed to you.
"what the fuck!" you dropped the box out of shock, you looked at fyodor with your legs feeling weak as they tremble- your breath started to shake. you felt stunned. paralyzed.
fyodor smiling at you, how did he get that in the first place..? you had so much questions running your mind, they continue and continue.. and continue till your nose was covered with a cloth.
your vision blurred, you felt your consciousness fading. what was happening? were you dying? you finally collapsed, being caught in fyodor's arms as he gazed at you the way he gazed you from the beginning.
fyodor's arms wrapped around your unconscious body, pulling you close to kiss your forehead. a smile of victory.
🦐 ; y/n fell into a swirling feeling of misery inside! don't worry akutagawa's there to rescue!
—also this is just a small drabble about one of the episodes in bsd WAN! i thought this would be a cute idea
"err.. looks like I lost it somewhere.." you whined in a tone of distress. Having one of the missing documents you were suppose to fill in supposedly went lost! that was even one of the last batch that you had to deal with!
'now how am i gonna tell the boss now..?' you thought.
you scratched the back of your head as you continued to travel every corner in the room, looked under every sofa and chairs, maybe in the drawers? no- you still couldn't find the missing document.
your back felt like it was experiencing a massive back pain from searching through the entire room, but in conclusion- it still wasn't found! you sighed.
"are you looking for this?" a voice spoke behind you.
you turned around to be met eyes with akutagawa, who was holding a document that you assume to be the one you're looking for.
you took a look of the document, looking closely into the text and finally recognized it as the last and missing piece of your work. You let out a sigh of relief with a smile next.
"oh yeah! this is the last of it thank god you found it!" it felt like the heavy weight on your shoulders had been released as soon as you recieved the paper from akutagawa. you thanked him and went on to arrange the final documents you finalized.
"tch, you should remember where you put your things. they're always scattered.." he commented.
"sorry, i owe you one again!" you replied.
oh y/n y/n y/n.. are you even aware of how much this man had helped you through such small needs and crisis? there was a never ending loop of how much your needs were need to be fulfilled but worry not! akutagawa is there for you at any time.
while you were arranging the stack of documents you had in your hands, a thought came up in your mind. it was akutagawa, but you started to realize how much he had helped you with so much list of stuff you needed throughout your time in the port mafia!
that time, when you were feeling a flu after delivering a mail the boss ordered you.
you opened the doors leading to the meeting room of the port mafia, seeing that nobody was in the room.
your breath was starting to hitch- your body felt quite hot than before, lastly you felt like fainting. you
sat down to one of the long sofas and laid there 'till you didn't realize yourself that you had fallen asleep.
later on waking up with the feeling of something comfy under your head. you lit your eyes a bit- vision was blurry but as soon as sight cleared, you sat up and noticed a comfy pillow was what was underneath you.
at the corner of your eye, the sight of a glass of water and what seemed to be medicine pill sat across the table not far from you.
you heard the sound of a door open. you looked to its direction to see akutagawa again, with both of his hands in his pockets he walked to you.
"hirotsu provided that for you, when he entered the room- he saw that your breathing was shortening and upon checking your temperature from your forehead. he said it was hot."
"you have a flu y/n."
you stared at him then shifted your gaze back to the medicine hirotsu gave you, you let out another smile. "then i have to thank him as soon as i see him, thanks for informing me akutagawa." you replied.
while staring at the objects on the table, a sound of a loud thud occurred. you looked to where it came and saw..
a whole box of.. yogurt drink 10 billion lactobacillus cells?!
you were taken aback, not sure of how to react- yet you didn't know what were those for.. you stared at it blankly not until akutagawa let out a cough, eyes closed with fist formed on his mouth as he did.
a faint red shade on his cheeks where you didn't seem to notice. that's good.
"drink those, it'll help with your flu." he said as he retreated back his ability that seemed to carry the box of yogurt drinks for him.
akutagawa exited back to the door, still leaving you in a confused state.
the next day, you felt more better than yesterday. being stable enough to walk through the base of the port mafia.
you entered the meeting room yet again, you were met with your fellow workmates. Hirotsu, Tachihara, and Gin. they all sat except for Tachihara, leaning on the sofa with arms crossed.
"hello Y/N, how have you been feeling?" Hirotsu greeted as you walked in. "greater than ever! thank you for the medicine you gave me Hirotsu-san!" you happily thanked.
"say.. akutagawa gave me a box of those yogurt drinks called 10 million lacto- uh.. i forgot but there were tons of them! he told me to drink those.. but I only finished 3 so far.."
"HE GAVE YOU WHAT?!" Tachihara yelled.
he pinched the bridge of his nose, "you're not suppose to give those to people who have a flu! how can they down something that thick?!" he said in a frustrated tone.
"oh? so that's why he bought a box of those.." Gin said, everyone looked at her.
"yesterday around noon, I saw my brother walking around the city and I happened to get a glimpse of him stopping by a store. But I had no clue why he was there, i went on with my day after that." Gin said.
Hirotsu took a sip of his tea, "hm, yesterday he asked me where was y/n, when i told him you were resting and had a flu, he left off in a haste." he said.
akutagawa bought those for you? no way he did! that must cost a lot and he didn't need to buy that much!
"well next time, advise your brother not to buy a damn yogurt drink and instead buy something else!" Tachihara commented.
"i've never seen my brother buy something for someone that much. (aside from dazai..)" Gin said.
since you’ve joined the armed detective agency, fukuzawa; the leader or boss of the agency you’ve joined- is but a sweet candy you can’t help to taste.
you’ve been eyeing him so much.. from when his first appearance in the office to announce something had caught your attention, something stirred within you- yet you can’t tell if it’s even love or is it lust?
the way he talks, his voice, his eyes, his stern expression, oh his lips so kissable that you can’t help but stare at it ‘til Atsushi snaps you out from your daze.
one day, fukuzawa asked you to help him with his needs, being an assistant for him in short. Of course you agreed.
a few weeks on, you’ve been assisting fukuzawa with simple chores and his needs in his office. With providing him coffee or tea, food, paperworks, you’ve got it all covered for him.
the part you loved the most being with him was the tension of you two being alone in his office. You only sat at one of the sofas in the office, waiting for a command from him or a sign of his distress.
while he was doing his paperworks, it was the time you decided to make a move on him, maybe a slight hint wouldn’t hurt right?
you stood up, walking behind his chair where he sat- you started to caress his back to softly massaging his muscles. He flinched but relaxed after, he just didn’t expect you to do that.
“Say president fukuzawa.. aren’t you gonna take break? you’ve been working for more than a while.. why not take a break?” you whispered close to his ear.
your hands continued to massage him, “You know I simply can’t Y/N. These paperworks are important.” he replied.
“Oh come on, you’re gonna grow old alot faster that before if you keep continuing those!” you teased.
“I know a way to relieve your stress president..”
your tone was different, he noticed. But the way the atmosphere shifted- he knew what you wanted, what you were going to give. And so, he agreed to your so called stress reliever..
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you were sitting on him, hugging him on his broad shoulders as both of your tongues were intertwining each other.
the taste of his lips was such divine, you couldn’t help but crave for more. You initiated to kiss him more deeply, which caused fukuzawa to be surprised but still kept kissing you back.
with one slide of his yukata reveals his boxers, you easily slid his boxers down to reveal his throbbing dick pumping veins for you.
“really that eager now are you?” fukuzawa said.
you let out a small giggle and slid the middle part of your shorts to the side and your panties too.
with the full reveal of fukuzawa’s dick, its head was massive, with the length too was intimidating you- doubting at first if your pussy’s able to devour this monster cock your president has.
without any further, you continue to slid your entrance into his. slowly taking it all in, fukuzawa groaned as you were forcing your way in- feeling pain and pleasure was superior.
fukuzawa touched your arm, “are you sure you want to continue?” fukuzawa asked while you were stopped. You gave him a sweet hum as an agree.
“mhm..”
and with that you continue, fukuzawa’s dick successfully entering your hungry pussy. You let out a moan after that, satisfied with all that work but there were still more to do.
you started to hump on his dick slowly while you both were feeling the pleasure. Fukuzawa held your hips while you continued to hug him and giving sloppy kisses to him.
each second passed, your insides were so delighted and so was Fukuzawa, fully devouring his dick as your hips gradually became more hasty than before. Coming more close to yours and his climax.
“Ah- President!~ This feels too good..”
sweat was starting form, your pussy desperate for that release to coat fukuzawa’s dick. While Fukuzawa was almost close too, ready to shoot his warm cum inside of you.
when you both felt it was time, a knock occurred to the office’s door, you both suddenly stopped.
