T.w: p in v, afab anatomy, multiple orgasms, unsafe sex (don’t do that), kissing, teasing, and I think that is everything lmk if not
The thing about Giyuu is that he is not a man of many words, and you’re okay with that. He shows his love and care for you mainly through actions. Like having hot tea ready for the two of you in the morning, or when it storms, he always has your rain shoes out and waiting. It never ceases to amaze you how thoughtful this man truly is.
While, of course, there are moments when this quality of his can be a hurdle in the relationship you’ve built, like when he gets hurt on a mission and can’t acknowledge why you were so worried about him. You know he cares about your reasoning, but most of the time, he just can’t sympathize with words how you feel. But you always know, when he gets better, there will usually be a wildflower bouquet in a glass vase by your side of the futon, or something magically fixed that you’d been meaning to do. That is just the kind of man your Giyuu is.
That said, you’ve recently come to realize that this trait of his comes with another perk, is that the right word, sure?
It was early morning, and you had just gotten off from patrolling. While it was a quiet night, it was long, and honestly, your bed was calling your name. When you entered the house, you noted that Giyuu wasn’t back yet, which wasn’t out of the ordinary. So you started your bedtime routine at five o’clock in the morning.
Once you’d finished taming your hair, you sat down on your shared bed. The light bleeding through the curtains was an indicator enough that you should just lie back, close your eyes, and let sleep succumb to you, but you honestly hated going to bed without him next to you.
As the thought crossed your mind, the sound of the door sliding open piqued your interest. Perfect, Giyuu would freshen up, come to bed, and the two of you could sleep. Rubbing your eyes, you wait patiently for him to enter the room, listening to his footsteps carefully.
“Giyuu, how was patrol?” His entrance was quiet, like usual, but you could tell by looking at him that something was bothering him. As he walked farther into the room, he began to discard his haori. “Are you okay?”
The only thing you got was a quick nod before he grabbed the back of your knees that were tucked under you, and pulled them quickly. With an alarmed squeak, you were now on your back with him slotted between your legs. Before you could even begin to question him, he was on you. His lips met yours in a kind of frenzied manner. As his lips moved against yours, you matched his pace. He usually was a gentle kisser, never moving too fast or aggressively, but right now it felt like he wanted to devour you.
Continuing his kiss, he started to slowly grind against your center, which was already exposed from your nightgown falling above your hips from the sudden movement. The moan you let out was quickly swallowed by the man above you. Unfortunately for Giyuu, you still needed to breathe, so you pulled away as best you could. Giyuu continued to leave a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck and collarbone. “Giyuu- fuck, what’s gotten into you?” You sigh as you try to pull his head off your neck. One of his hands trails down your side, taking its place on your hip. He holds it down as he grinds a little bit harder into you. You can’t help the moan that escapes you, and you can feel the damp spot you’re leaving on his pants. You should tell him to stop, talk to you so you can get to the root of where this is coming from, but now he’s awakened something in you, too, and you can slowly feel the pressure build low in your stomach.
Suddenly, he detaches from your neck and straightens to his knees, pulling his uniform shirt over his head. The way you’re looking at him right now is truly a sight to see. The rapid rise and fall of your chest, with your mouth slightly open, as your eyes slowly rake up and down his body. Just by looking at you, he can tell your head has started to fog with the same feeling he’s been dealing with since his patrol began.
“Are you going to tell me what is going through that head of yours, or are you just going to sit there?” You tease him because, honestly, you’re starting to get frustrated.
You see the corner of his mouth twitch before he leans back down against you, though now his mouth is replaced with his hand as it cradles your jaw, featherlight. He licks a slow stripe from the base of your neck to the spot just below your ear that leaves your stomach fluttering and neck moving to give him more access. “Been thinking about you all night,” He murmurs lowly.
“Is that all you have to say?” You bite back, moving to wrap your arms around his neck to keep him closer. He huffs, and you’re not sure if it’s a laugh or in frustration, but it doesn’t matter because his hand moves to where you’re aching for him most, and every retort suddenly leaves your mind. His fingers find your slit and feel the wetness that’s gathered there. He pulls his head back to look at you as his touch sends a jolt through your body.
At a torturous pace, he circles your clit, and you throw your head back with a moan. You try to move your hips to increase the pressure, but he is an unmovable force, and you are at his mercy. Your grip on him tightens as you groan into his neck. He moves his fingers a little faster, but only enough to keep you wanting more.
“Please-please Giyuu,” You sigh. “Don’t tease me.”
You feel his smile now against you before he rears his head back. “Tell me what you want?”
Wriggling against him, you huff, “This isn’t fair, you started it!”
His vibrant eyes stay on you as he slowly starts to insert a finger, your mouth falls into an ‘o’ as he picks up the speed, curling just right. “Maybe I just want you to ask nicely.”
“Just- I need more. Please, I need you inside me, Giyuu.” He doesn’t need to be told twice. He adds another finger before doubling the pace he was going at. Your legs automatically open wider to give him more room as he fucks you with his fingers. Your eyes close as you let out a wonton moan. And when he adds his other hand to match the pace on your pulsing clit, you cry out for him. The pressure builds faster than you expect. The coil pulls against you tighter and tighter.
“Look at me,” He slows his movements a little until your eyes blink open. The sight of him alone almost makes you cum on the spot. His hair is curtaining his face while his eyes are blown out with lust and desire.
“Oh fuck, please don’t stop,” You pull him down, lips crashing against each other. It’s messy and hot and perfect enough to push you right over the edge. Moaning against him, your legs clamp around his hand as white light blooms behind your eyelids, and he lets you ride out your orgasm before pulling his fingers out.
Trying to catch your breath, his hands rub your thighs soothingly, “You’re so beautiful,”
Even after all that, you feel even more flushed just by those simple words. A peaceful quiet settles over the room as both of you bask in the warm afterglow. Then, you’re the one to break it when you sit up to reach for the ties holding his pants up, kissing his jaw as you let one hand “accidentally” drag against him. He hisses quickly from the touch, and all you can feel is his heat through the fabric, pulsing and needy for you.
When he’s finally released from the confines of his undergarments, his tip is flushed red, and as you slowly take him into your hand, you look up at him, “Is this all for me?”
You give him a little peck on the tip, and you can feel how tense he’s holding himself, trying not to lose control completely. “Yes,” His answer comes out low and husky, sending a pulse down straight to your core. When you look back at him, his chest rises and falls quickly, and his eyes are hooded as he looks down at where your hand is still rubbing him slowly.
“Then show me how much you want me.”
He has you on your back faster than you can even process it. With a quiet gasp, he has you folded in half as he drags his cock through your slick folds. When he lines himself up and quickly kisses your lips, he pushes in, causing a moan to rip through your chest. You feel your walls try to accommodate his size as he buries himself deep in you.
“Fuck-” He groans into your neck as he holds your legs apart. “So tight,” he's quick to pick up the pace, and you’ve already become a moaning mess under him.
His movements are precise and sharp; he knows every single button to push and which angles to hit. A quick snap of his hips follows every drag out of you as he drives back into you. He has you gasping and dragging your nails down his back.
“Oh God- fuck Giyuu. M’so good, so deep,” You babble, head officially empty, and the only thing you can think about is the way he feels against you and his groans right next to your ear.
You feel your orgasm approach quickly and without warning. It has your walls fluttering around him as you throw your head back and cry out. He doesn’t stop, continuing to drive into you as your pleasure soon turns into overstimulation.
He changes positions, opting to put your legs over his shoulders and press into you, leaving you gasping and grabbing the mattress, blanket, sheets, or anything for purchase.
But he’s focused on where the two of you connect, and the mess you’ve made between your legs. “One more, just one more, you can do it.”
From this angle, he’s going even deeper into you, if that’s possible, and snapping his hips harder against yours. You’ve now gone boneless, dazed from the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving to you. Your voice is hoarse from how loud you’ve been, but you can’t seem to care as he continues to pound into you.
You’re pulled out of your daze by his hands holding the sides of your head. Now you’re completely caged in by his overwhelming frame. He kisses you, surprisingly sweet for how hard he’s moving in and out of you. You moan against his mouth while his tongue licks at yours. Tears slowly start to break through your waterline from how good he’s making you feel.
“So perfect, can’t believe you’re mine,” He murmurs against your mouth, as he wipes away your tears.
“Giyuu-” The prettiest moan falls from his lips at the sound of his name coming from your mouth. You can tell he’s close by the way his rhythm falters, uneven and faster.
“Giyuu, feels good, so good.” He is panting in your ear now, chasing both of your releases.
Feeling your third orgasm of the night build, it comes crashing into you when he slips his hand from your face and onto your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum, please!” You don’t know exactly what you’re begging for, him not to stop or for him to ease up, but either way, your orgasm hits you sharper than the ones before. Your legs shake uncontrollably as your walls clamp down on Giyuu.
Giyuu follows not long after you, pushing in deep as you feel warmth spread in you. His thrust turn shallow as you milk him. When he finally comes to a stop, you're still coming down from the aftershock of your own release. He eases your legs off his shoulders and covers you with his body, trying to get your shaking under control.
Looking down at you, he kisses your forehead softly and moves your hair from your face. The silence that follows feels familiar and safe, always safe around him. “I’m going to pull out now.”
You just nod your head, arms still wrapped around his neck as he pulls out slowly. You hiss at the sensitivity, but he's quick to hold you and wrap a blanket around the two of you. As minutes pass, you can’t help the question that was never answered at the start of this escapade. “So, are you going to tell me what put you in this mood?”
Your head is tucked under his chin so you can’t see him, but you just know he has that blank look on his face, trying to decide if or how he should tell you. “It was nothing.”
You huff a laugh, “Sure, nothing happened, you just decided to come home and jump on me like an animal.”
You can feel him sigh, knowing you were not going to fall asleep without knowing. “Earlier, on patrol, Shinazugawa said something that…bothered me.” He stated vaguely. This had you craning your head to look him in the eyes.
“And what did he say?” You questioned.
He looked at you, then back forward, the tips of his ears going pink. You could tell he didn’t really want to tell you, but now you were curious. Reluctantly, he continued, “I heard him talking to Iguro about you, about how good you looked the other day.”
He shook his head slightly, holding you a bit tighter, “He said, he bets whoever sleeps with you doesn’t satisfy you like he could.”
This made your eyes widen, but then a slight smile crept onto your face. “You were jealous.”
You chuckled as you snuggled closer to his side, “You were jealous, and I wasn’t even there.”
You swore you heard a laugh fall from his lips, but it was too quiet to tell. But you ran your fingers through his hair and whispered, “You don’t ever have to worry about that, you satisfy me plenty, love.”
a/n: I really hope everyone likes this! It was way out of my comfort zone, but I have always wanted to write spicy stuff like this. If anyone has any tips or suggestions, send me a message! Also it's the way I have to physical restrain myself from putting y'all into my work, send help lmao.