Hi guys, it's been ages since I've written anything. But I was listening to Seoul by RM today and it inspired me to write. I wanted to pour my feelings - as short as they may be - to put into words how proud I am of this man and how incredibly grateful I am that he has chosen to share himself with the world. Thank you, Kim Namjoon. We love and appreciate you. Enjoy guys x
It started off slow. Soft. As alluring as a dewy mist on a cold, winterâs morning.
His voice was a blissful melody that blended seamlessly with the cacophony of a quiet day.
You were laying back on the grass of a nearby field, head in the clouds as his voice washed over you through the headphones you cherished more than life itself.
You clung to it, even as it sputtered and fizzled. Because it was his. His first gift to you, even though he was miles away, serenading the world with his words.
It had been years, but the thought of letting him go was suffocating. Growing up, you had known Namjoon was destined to change the world. He had an air about him that set him apart from the herd.
You were part of that herd, willing to go with the flow instead of against it. School, work, family and death. A vicious cycle that ensnared you until you failed to realise it.
Not Namjoon though. You had known his spirit was meant to be free. His thoughts werenât meant to be shackled. He was meant to dream. To thrive. To be free.
It was his final word to you when he handed you the pair of earphones he had purchased from his own savings. To you, his friend.
We were meant to be free, Y/N. We were meant to dream beyond our expectations. To be bold. To make a change. Thatâs what I am going to do.
And then, he left. And he didnât look back.
You were glad he didnât.
Life went on for you, as well as for him.
And as you gazed at the clouds, you felt a sense of serenity envelop you as his soothing voice washed over you again. In your heart, you felt equal measures of happiness and sadness.
Happiness, because your once cherished friend had defied all expectations and bared his soul to the world. Sad, because you knew he must bear tremendous invisible burdens to pursue his dreams.
A sigh escaped you as you spotted the clouds above.
The sun comes after the rain. And he had found his sunshine. Six brotherly bonds that transcended blood. For which you were thankful.
You were content that he was happy. You were content to love him from afar. You were content to see him succeed. You were content to see him live. You were content that he belonged to the world.
You did change the world, Namjoon. You brought hope to those who only felt despair. I canât wait to see what you do next.
OVERALL WARNINGS: MDNI, DDDNE, extreme violence, graphic depictions of death, blood, body horror, physical torture, psychological torture, Stockholm Syndrome, Lima Syndrome, manipulation, toxicity, cannibalism, suicide, blood kink, spit kink, breeding kink, biting kink, size kink, monster-fucking (That man is a monster, like actually), S&M, marking, stomach/belly bulges, a/b/o concepts (i.e. mates & one instance of what one might consider a heat, but that's all)
please, please, please heed the warnings of violence, blood, torture, and body horror. i really mean it, this story is very dark, but there are fluffy, cute moments, i swear! in all honesty, Sukuna is pretty lovable in this (eventually).
WORD COUNT: so far ~159k
SUMMARY: you were taken from your home and forced to become Sukuna's wife.
âThe next time you run from me, run fast and run far. Pray that I never, ever find you. If you get away from me, I swear to you, I will not stop looking for you until youâre beside me again. Mortals and deities fear me for a reason, and I donât mind showing you why they all share that sentiment. Understand, wife?â
CHAPTER INDEX:
PART ONE:
I GIFT II DELICACIES III NEUTRALITY
IV PITIFUL V TORTURER VI PULSE
VII THORNS VIII OPIUM IX BROTHEL
X GIRL XI CONSUMMATION XII PROGRESS
XIII EXECUTION XIV BLISTER XV INTERLUDE
PART TWO:
XVI PETALS XVII MACE XVIII EYES
XIX MIRRORS XX PROMISES XXI BLAME
XXII INSIGHT XXIII MEMORIES XXIV MEMORIES 2
DRABBLES:
I. BABBLING II. GOOD BOY
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PROLOGUE
18 Years Ago
Sukuna watched as his cloaked friend stepped inside the dining hall, curiosity starting to ebb in his psyche when he noticed their delighted disposition. Uraumeâs timid steps ate up the space between them until they took their spot at the low-lying table. In front of them, Sukuna sat silently on the floor. He gave his auxiliary an unimpressed look before sighing, one that he couldnât suppress once he saw their grin, for he knew then that whatever they had to say was going to ruin his meal.
âHow was the surface?â he asked, pulling apart the grisly meat in front of him. With Uraume spending a few days on the surface, there was no one at the shrine with adequate culinary skills to prepare his meals; therefore, the god of the dead was forced to eat near slop.
âWonderful. I come bearing glorious word of something magnificent.â
Sukuna raised a brow, not interested in the slightest. Today had been rather dreary for the king of the underworld, for it had not stopped raining all day, and the mortals who attended his hearings had been a bit boring.Â
âAnd what of this word is so glorious and magnificent?â
âA compeer of mine is with child,â they answered with excitement.
Sukuna frowned as he swallowed the rigid flesh in his mouth. âSo, a compeer is with childâwhere is the glory you speak of?â
âThe glory, my king, lies in my plan. Everything is coming together so nicely.â Sukuna hummed at that, turning his attention back to his dinner. That is, until Uraume continued with their spiel. âIn 18 years, you will begin to romance their offspring!â
The meat heâd been holding fell into a small dish of seasonings. âI beg your pardon?â
Uraumeâs eyes widened again, an even brighter smile taking over their mouth as they exclaimed, âYou will take a wife!â
âI will not!â he countered with disgust.
âYou will! This child has been created just for you. Crafted in the underworld and planted in utero.âÂ
Uraume leaned forward to fish the flesh out of the seasonings before it soaked up too much flavor and was rendered inedible. All the while, Sukuna regarded them with anger, shock, and perhaps a bit of incredulity.Â
They continued, âMy presence by your side is not forever guaranteed, Sukuna, and youâll need someone who matches your strength and brutality should I ever perish. In my stead, Iâve prepared a way for you to continue on with your power and lineage. Youâre welcome.â
âI did not ask for this Uraume-â
âCorrect, but your legacy must live on, lest you wish to be buried underneath the ones who rise in the pantheon.â
âI do not need a wife.â
Uraume sighed and pushed themselves to their feet. âFine. Letâs see how long you resist the connection once you finally lay eyes on her.âÂ
Sukuna groaned as they stepped toward the exit of the dining hall. âYou are a meddlesome servant.â
âNo, I am a clever servant.â
âAnd itâs your cleverness that makes you so meddlesome.â
synopsis. At an all-womenâs college, soldiers take siege during martial law.
aesthetics. psychological thriller, 80âs/90âs japan. haikyuu!! soldiers vs. female students, martial law, hostages, war-torn society, dark academia, stockholm syndrome, military AU, tragedy, loss, angst
warnings. EXTREMELY DARK CONTENT // 20+ // minors + under-20s DO NOT INTERACT please // NONCON // GRAPHIC CONTENT // PHYSICAL VIOLENCE // nsfw, abuse, twisted and toxic relationships, stockholm syndrome
pairing.various haikyuu boys x multiple f! characters
authors note.this is my attempt to bring more full-length fics to this fandom and to explore more depth with original female characters instead of x readers. one-shot x readers ⊠iâm tired
auth. note 2.links go to ao3 because iâm not putting myself through the hell of posting a full fic on this site
status: ongoing
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So here is the complete masterlist i did for kinktober 2023, and it is an all haikyuu special! Iâm excited to share all these with you and I hope you like them!
Day 1: THIGH RIDING - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 2: THREESOME - Bokuto Koutaro x reader x Akaashi Keiji
Day 3: PHONE SEX - Oikawa Tooru x reader
Day 4: SHOWER/TUB - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 5: MUTUAL MASTURBATION - Kageyama Tobio x reader
Day 6: ORAL - Terushima Yuuji x reader
Day 7: ORGASM DENIAL - Matsukawa Issei x reader
Day 8: DOMINATION - Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader
Day 9: SKINNY DIPPING - Hinata Shoyo x reader
Day 10: VIDEO TAPING - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 11: STRANGERS - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 12: PUBLIC PLAY - Tendou Satori x reader
Day 13: GROUP SEX - Seijoh 4 x reader
Day 14: AGE DIFFERENCE - Ukai Keishin x reader
Day 15: MORNING SEX - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 16: DADDY - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 17: DIRTY TALK - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 18: HAIR PULLING - Kozume Kenma x reader
Day 19: SPANKING - Iwaizumi Hajime x reader
Day 20: SCRATCHING - Bokuto Koutaro x reader
Day 21: WINDOW - Suna Rintarou x reader
Day 22: KNOT - Miya Osamu x reader
Day 23: VOYEURISM - Kageyama Tobio x reader x Oikawa Tooru
Day 24: CAR - Miya Atsumu x reader
Day 25: COCKWARMING - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Day 26: DEGRADATION - Sakusa Kiyoomi x reader
Day 27: HATE SEX - Kuroo Tetsuro x reader
Day 28: DOUBLE PENETRATION - Kita Shinsuke x reader x Miya Osamu
Day 29: BRAT TAMING - Kita Shinsuke x reader
Day 30: OVERSTIMULATION - Sugawara Koushi x reader
Your marriage to Gojo Satoru lost its initial excitement, since your husband spent all his time either at Jujutsu Tech or on exorcism missions across the world. To ease your loneliness, you picked up your favorite pastime from your student years â clubbing â behind his back. Too bad that on Satoruâs most recent mission he spots his wife dancing in a nightclub with a bunch of guys in the skimpiest dress he has ever seen on herâŠ
đ desert rose by @sadistic-kiss (on going)
all jjk men x fem reader đ
Toji Fushiguro finds you during one of his hitman jobs. With no idea what to do with you he decides to bring you home to his house of misfits. They werenât picture perfect but neither were you.
đ mascara by @/softstellars (on going)
geto x fem reader
You've never been a particularly good person, you're self-aware enough to know it. It's your only flaw, and recently you've actually been working to better yourself. For example: paying for a 30-dollar Uber so you can take your friend home only for her to ditch you for some guy when it comes down to it. Although youâre pissed, you decide to try and make the best of it instead of get into a screaming match with her. It's an easy thing to do when Getou Suguru is offering you everything to do just that. Everything a party entails: liquor, weed, and sex with a perfect stranger. And Getou knows perfectly well you have a boyfriend, so it's not like he'll want anything serious.
đ a pearl by @lemonlover1110 (completed and posted on tumblr!)
toji x fem reader
The Fushiguros needed a nanny, and the pay was too good to not apply, especially since your family needed financial help. You were the perfect nanny for the kids, they loved you as if you were their own mother. Slowly, you built up the perfect relationship with the family. Especially with Mr. Fushiguro. A man who would constantly visit you after dark. A man who you thought had sincere intentions but at the end of the day didn't care about you. A selfish man who just saw you as a tool to make his wife mad. A man who didn't care about you but didn't want you with anyone else. A man that took away your ability to know what a healthy relationship was. You couldn't speak up about it since all the fault would fall at your feet and would be deemed as the "homewrecker".
đ you, my angel and my saint by @lemonlover1110 (completed and posted on tumblr!)
toji x fem reader
sequel to a pearl!
After having an affair with your boss, you're left to deal with the consequences, those being: two exhausting new jobs and a child. A child that he never got to know the existence of. Now all you had to do was keep her hidden, which should be an easy task, right?
đ rings by @/bungeemum (on going)
toji x fem reader
you divorced the man in front of you for a reason. so why was he standing on your doorstep, guilt plastered on his face, and eyes glinting with hope?
đ a dangerous game by @/anaoyuo (completed)
gojo x fem reader
geto x fem reader
Both men agreed to a game about who fucks you first, but they didn't play their cards right. Gojo and Geto changed the course of the game when they decided to keep you around for way longer than intended, making you fall for their sweet way to deprave you, and now you have to face the consequences in a gamble that they call their life.
đ fateâs gamble by @/anaoyuo (on going)
gojo x fem reader
geto x fem reader
sequel to a dangerous game
çŒćâ a story about predestined affinity, set in a world where the intoxicating thrills of wealth intertwine with amorality.
đ him & i by @pharixden (on going)
gojo x fem reader
toji x fem reader
sukuna x fem reader
A cheating husband, a widowed bodyguard and a malevolent fling of the past who owes a favour isnât a combination for the faint of heart, but not every girl is a damsel in distress.
đ changes by @lemonlover1110 (on going also on tumblr!)
gojo x fem reader
From childhood friends to lovers to mere strangers. Your love story with Satoru Gojo was one from a fairy tail, until it wasn't. When you were twenty-one, Satoru left you without an explanation. Five years later, you meet again but nothing is quite the same. Too many things need to be explained, especially the fact that there's another Gojo that Satoru has yet to meet.
đ the man in apartment 381 by @lemonlover1110 (completed also on tumblr!)
toji x fem reader
Looking for a new beginning after the death of your husband, you move away from town. That's when you meet him, Toji Fushiguro, a widower with a three-year-old son. You two understand each other, which draws you close. Except you two don't realize that feelings would eventually develop, and neither of you want that. Feelings are the last thing you two want after finding out the great damage that they can cause. When you two discover this, it's too late.
đ 4th avenue viewing by @/softstellars (completed)
nanami x fem reader
Nanami Kento is intelligent, serious, reserved and can easily catch someone in a lie. It's his job to do just that, he's renowned for it. So when he comes to your university to offer up an internship, it's quite the opportunity. Anyone would jump at the chance, except for you. But no, you just had to be the one caught in a lie.
đ forgotten souls by @/killerpoultry & @/bebobopobo (completed)
sukuna x fem reader
You and Sukuna have been married for years. Even though he is brash, mean, and sadistic, you love him more than anything. While he may not show it much, he truly loves you too. One day you get into a terrible car accident and lose all your memories. You learn to live once more while Sukuna must now get you to fall in love with him all over again.
đ love kills by @/sourome (on going)
i actually donât know đ i think toji x fem reader
The wealthy and successful Zenin family, well respected and seemingly perfect. But all that glitters is not gold. Toji Zenin, CEO and face of the Zenin Group acts like a gentleman but is a vile creature that has ruined many lives, such as yours. That married man dared to play with your motherâs heart many years ago, destroying her sanity and her life and ultimately killing her. Now years later and being all grown up you decide to seek revenge, he deserves to suffer that same destiny and die of love. With the help of a few friends you plan to become a part of his life and his every thought but you didn't take into account his son, that man had the potential to turn your plans upside down.
đ the black swan by @uselesslydamaged (completed)
sukuna x fem reader
Loving someone is easy, but experiencing it is harder.
đ bodyguard by @/succybuss (on going)
toji x fem reader
Your Grandfather, a man involved in unsavory businesses that has taken you under his wing, has informed you that you will be under the care of a full-time Bodyguard. Unhappy with your grandfather's decision, you decide to go out for a night of drinking for your last night of freedom. There, you encounter a man you planned on taking home, but life had other plans in store for you...
đ violet lights by @septembersummer (completed)
gojo x fem reader
In which you're at a party that you should've skipped when you capture the attention of a boy who looks like an angel and grins like the devil. He looks beautiful in the neon lights, and maybe you just want to make your ex-boyfriend jealous, but trouble with a tongue ring does sound like fun, just for tonight. What's the worst that could happen, you know?
đ starboy by @septembersummer (completed)
gojo x fem reader
sequel to violet lights
After your ex-boyfriend gets arrested on national television, you find yourself realizing that you really didnât know much at all about Gojo Satoru. Well, heâs better known in the Yakuza as The Six Eyes, not that he ever told you that.
This is a Toji x Reader x Megumi but the smut is almost exclusively Toji x Reader focusing on their affair.
đ the twist of a knife by @darkcat23 (on going)
gojo x fem reader
This world is dull, colourless in your eyes. You are just trying to keep going with your life, not bothering anyone, trying to support your mother and yourself. So what happens when you agree to help your ex one night? And what if you catch the attention of a certain white haired assassin? And he shows you just how colourful this world truly is. or, a story of a girl with a violent mind and a boy with violent tendencies, finding each other, intertwining, and feeding off one another. perhaps it is fate that has brought them together. or perhaps it's something more sinister, something more cold.
đ untameable waves by @/circedemedici
(unknown i guess hopefully i can let you know)
has been taken down i dont know if itâll come back but if it does iâll link it! but iâm leaving it here because it was most definitely my favourite :(
please let me know any other fics youâve read because i love reading fics with a LOT of plot and also let me know if you end up reading any and you enjoy them as much as i did! :3
genre: enemies to friends to lovers, angst, crack, slow fucking burn my god
warnings: sexual themes, cursing, eventual smut, panic attacks, mean iwa
description: iwaizumi hajime has hated you, his assistant athletic trainer, since he knew you in high school. you on the other hand have bothered him for fun for as long as you knew him, not realizing your romantic feelings for him had manifested in that way. what happens when you two blockheads finally come to terms with how you feel?
a/n: massive thanks to @babyoomiâ for helping me with this, youâre a god send. also send me an ask if you want to be added to the taglist!!
october 7th ~ high sex with hanma ⥠~ skipped for mental health
october 8th ~ hate sex with kisakai ⥠~ skipped for mental health
october 10th ~ face sitting with iwaizumi âĄ
october 11th ~ breeding with ushijima âĄ
october 12th ~ temp play with todoroki âĄ
october 13th ~ thigh riding with bakugo ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 14th ~ massage with megumi ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 15th ~ overstimulation with sukuna ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 16th ~ cockwarming with ran haitani âĄ
october 17th ~ car sex with rindou haitani âĄ
october 18th ~ make up sex with aran âĄ
october 19th ~ porn with suna âĄ
october 20th ~ size kink with kirishima ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 21st ~ strap on with mirko ⥠~ skipped due to family matters
october 22nd ~ writing on skin with gojo ⥠~ skipped due to family matters
october 23rd ~ strip tease with itadori âĄ
october 24rd ~ riding with shinchiro sano âĄ
october 25th ~ nipple play with taiju ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 26th ~ 4some with atsumu, sakusa, bokuto ⥠~ skipped due to illness
october 27th ~ getting caught with komori and osamu âĄ
october 28th ~ tutoring session with aizawa ⥠~ skipped due to cheer things
octoer 29th ~ somnophilia with getou âĄ
october 30th ~ jealous sex with izana âĄ
hi loves! i'm happy to be back with a kinktober! ALL CHARACTERS WILL BE AGED UP! i tried to grab some characters with a time-skip but i had limited time because just last night i remembered that i was doing a kinktober...soooo. i hope you enjoy loves! kinktober starts tomorrow â€ïž
Decided to go back and re-discover some of my older favorite fics that arenât as recent and re-read them. Maybe older fics you havenât read yet. So here we go, In no particular order. This one includes Bucky x reader, Steve x reader, Sebastian x reader, etc. Enjoy!
This is purely a fic rec blog, always reblogging fics I enjoy. So check out more Iâve reblogged on this page. :) See my past fic recs below:
2020 fave fics // recs: one // two // three // four // five
Bucky Barnes x reader:
Howlinâ For You by @invisibleanonymousmonsters
Biker!Bucky x reader
âWhen Y/N gets an unreal deal on her first home, she wonders why her neighbor scared away all the other buyers. Despite being cautious, she wonders why the town has given Bucky Barnes a bad name.â
Safe With Me by @bitsandbobsandstuff
Bodyguard!Bucky x reader
âWhen an unknown threat enters your life, protection is offered at the highest level. As Bucky Barnes comes into your life, the game changes, and you realise falling for the man tasked with keeping you safe is the last thing you expected. â
Leave This Town by @avengerofyourheartâ
Mechanic!Bucky x reader AU
âYour dreams of kissing your small town life goodbye are about to come true when an unexpected detour leaves you stranded. Meeting the handsome local mechanic has you rethinking your plans. Perhaps happiness is less about where youâre headed and more about the people you meet along the way.â
Spilled Wine by @sunmoonandbuckyâ
King!Bucky x servant!reader
âYouâre nothing more than a servant who happens to warm the bed of the king. Â At least, thatâs what you thought you were.â
Emergency Room by @jaamesbbarnesâ
Doctor!Bucky x reader
âWho would have thought that going to the ER could made a bad night turn pretty nicely?â
Just One Kiss by @sarahwroteathingâ
40s!Bucky x reader (happy ending)
âBucky Barnes has been chasing after you since he was ten years old, but youâre determined not to give in. How long can you hold out when all heâs asking for is just one kiss?â
The Marriage Law fics, unique and prolific trope to the Dramione fandom (and I threw in a couple arranged marriages not decreed by the Wizengamot for good measure).
I Carry Your Heart by TheMourningMadam
Everything a marriage law fic should be. Tension filled civility that grows into affection through moments of domesticity. A reluctant Hermione who fears the worse, a begrudgingly dutiful Draco who hopes for the best, meddling Malfoy parents and a Rowensmeade cottage that the two make their own. Â
Matched by longdistance
Marriage law where Draco might be less adverse to his pairing than heâs comfortable admitting and Hermione is baffled as she discovers Draco might not be the adversary he once was. I enjoy the marriage law fics that set the pair in their own house and their bond grows through the domesticity of their home. Well written and delivers on the tension front, while drawing a sweet courtship of sorts.Â
Mismatched by @misdemeanor1331Â
Joining forces to subvert the marriage law can really bring a pair together âŠÂ
This, Too, Is Sacred by HeartofAspen
Magic arranges the Granger-Malfoy marriage. When Hermione discovers her blood line isnât what she thought, she decides to uphold tradition and participate in a pairing ceremony.Â
Whatâs in a Name by @xfsistaÂ
When Lucius manages to arrange a marriage between Draco and Hermione to restore the Malfoy name, the pair starts off their marriage with a memorable wedding night.Â
âMad has pink hairâ, is the first thing to leave Oikawa Tooruâs mouth when his fellow bandmate and best friend enters their practice room half an hour later than usual.
At the mention of the lead singer, your head almost brutally whips to the side and nervously searches for the sight your best friend has just pointed out. And, as you let out a shaky sigh, you try to keep your composure as best as you can but just as usual, this turns out to be a bigger struggle than you make it to be.
However, despite the intensity of Kyoutani Kentarouâs dominant and strong aura, you can't stop yourself from letting your gaze subtly roam his tall figure.
His body is covered in dark leather from head to toe, the only colored part of his appearance being his freshly dyed pastel pink hair; tons of chains casually dangling from his waistband but also adorning his tattoo covered neck. Your eyes find their way to his strong hands, the dark lines on his tanned, veiny skin sending shivers down your spine and within a second, you catch yourself thinking about the mental image of having them wrapped around your throat.
You feel yourself getting flustered at the mere thought of doing such lewd things with the lead singer, yet every single night itâs him you think of when your hand finds its way into your drenched panties, regardless of how much he intimidates you.
A soft sigh falls past your lips when his strong scent, a mixture of cigarette smoke and citrus, hits your senses in the best way possible. However, that exact scent easily pulls you back into reality.
By the time you find your way out of your arousal filled haze, youâre quick to notice two pairs of eyes boring into you from the side.
âWhy donât you just take a p- ouch, Iwa!â, Oikawaâs soft voice breaks into a whine at his best friendâs elbow hitting his stomach in a rather harsh way and for the nth time within just an hour, youâre grateful for Iwaizumiâs presence and ability to keep the pretty guitarist in his lane.
âSorry, little oneâ, Hajime mumbles and rolls his eyes, his fingers pulling the little cigarette from behind his ears before he gently lays it in between his lips and lights it right after, âheâs even more talkative than usual.â
âItâs okay-â, âIâm sorry for being late, guys, traffic was a pain in the ass as usualâ, Kyoutaniâs deep, raspy voice easily overtones your weak attempt at voicing out your gratitude towards Iwa and you hate, yet love the effect he has on you.
You donât even care that he blatantly interrupted or hasnât even made the effort to at least glance at you. Just the mere thought of his presence as close to you as possible is everything you need and want.
And youâre very much aware just how pathetic you are, but at this point you canât bring yourself to deny anything regarding Kyoutani Kentarou anymore.
After knowing him for as long as you do, youâve finally come to accept his rather negative or neutral, both equally bad, feelings towards you.
Itâs been literal years since Iwaizumi, your childhood best friend and neighbor, had introduced you to his grumpy bandmate yet nothing has changed ever since.
Kyoutaniâs never even tried to like or get to know you, despite the large amount of time you spent with him and the other guys.
In the beginning you struggled a lot with his distant attitude, your brain making sure to plant the thought of his distance towards you being your weight and your general physical appearance but as the years went by, you just grew used to it. Back then, he used to startle you whenever he started talking, whereas now you just enjoy the soothing sound of his raspy voice.
You canât remember when exactly you had developed the huge and disgusting crush on the lead singer with the buzzcut, you just know that at one point you couldnât stop thinking about him. It didnât take long for you to realize just how bad you had fallen for him â a guy who made it seem like talking to or just looking at you was pure torture.
Iwa was also rather quick to notice your shy glances and dreamy stares towards his tattoo clad best friend.
But he waited until you came and talked to him about it, knowing you needed the time to process your own feelings before he got indirectly involved.
To his, and probably your own surprise too, you told him to never ever mention anything when Kyoutani is around. You simply didnât and still donât want him to know with the sole intentions of saving your own heart. Youâve had enough guys break your heart or take advantage of you because of your bigger body, you certainly donât want to go through another one of those heartbreaks.
Because after everything, one thing wonât ever change â Kentarou doesnât like you.
A harsh fact youâre very much aware of, which is why you definitely donât need him to explicitly voice it out and make you feel even worse about yourself than you already do.
And you definitely like the little fake image of him, which youâve created in your head over the past few years way too much to let go just yet.
So, just as usual, you calmly avert your gaze to the floor and let out a soft sigh before you let yourself get back to reality.
âDonât worry about itâ, Iwaizumi replies calmly, running one of his ring clad hands through his thick hair as he approaches the pink haired lead singer, âTadashiâs sucking off Terushima in the storage room, so we canât get started anywayâ, he casually adds, eliciting a groan of annoyance from Kyoutani, but soft giggles from you.
âI woke up horny so I didnât last as long as usual, big boyâ, Terushima, the bandâs drummer and Kyoutaniâs best friend, suddenly exclaims as he strolls out of the door at the very back of the practice room, followed by his freckled boyfriend, Yamaguchi Tadashi.
âWe said no more blowjobs in the storage room, Teruâ, Kentarou scolds the drummer, softly knocking the fake blondeâs head to the side as he comes to stand in front of him, âthere are always cum stains everywhere and you never clean up after yourself, you fucking cunt.â
âAlways with the swearing, I swear to God..â, Oikawa sighs and rolls his eyes as he puts his hair into a little bun before grabbing his guitar with care.
âJokes on you, I cum in my bunnyâs mouth, all the way down his pretty throat. Heâs the one who likes to get messyâ, Terushima shamelessly replies, his response making all of you let out growls of annoyance and slight disgust because of its lewdness.
âYuuji!â, Tadashi finally intervenes, freckled cheeks tainted in the deepest shades of red as his boyfriendâs choice of words leaves him flustered.
âWas that TMI?â, this time he looks directly at you and without missing a beat, you nod.
âOf fucking course it was, you little piece of-â, âThatâs enough, you little fuckers. Letâs just get started with practice already, weâve got an important gig soonâ, Iwaizumi is the one to take the lead; his naturally dominant aura making it way easier for him to handle two personalities as strong as theirs.
âOh, my Goodnessâ yes! I just know this time weâre gonna get that producer to listen to our tracks and put us under his label and after that weâre going to get big. I can feel it in my cockâ, Oikawa replies, his pretty eyes gleaming with excitement as he talks about his biggest dream.
You canât help but smile at the way neither of the boys say anything, knowing all of them think- or hope for the exact same thing to happen. After all, they've been working towards this exact dream for literal years now.
And now that theyâve finally gotten such a good opportunity, itâs been a lot more stressful and nerve-wrecking than they had expected it to be. This isnât the first time said producerâs going to watch the boys perform live, but this performance is going to be their last chance to show him their potential.
You donât know whatâs going on with Kyoutani but you know the other three boys are basically just piles of anxiety and nervousness after months of waiting for this day to come around.
âYouâre right, Zumiâ, Kyoutani sighs and takes off his heavy leather coat, exposing his toned body to your hungry eyes and without even hesitating, you let your eyes take in the sight of his black shirt basically clinging to his torso.
However, just when heâs about to keep talking, your eyes fall to his right hand and at the sudden sight of his bruised, partly even blood covered knuckles and fingers, you canât help but let out an audible gasp.
âWhat?â, Terushima quickly reacts to you, his eyes roaming your face nervously before the other boys, including Kyoutani, turn their heads to look at you.
âYour uhm- your knucklesâ, your voice is a mere whisper, the lead singerâs intimidating gaze making your heart pound against your rib cage, âyouâre bleeding.â
Kyoutani tilts his head to the side before he lifts his right hand up, obviously not even remembering his little injury as he nods and just shrugs it off.
âWhat the fuck happened, Kenta?â, Iwaizumi hisses, approaching the younger one with concern-filled eyes before he comes to stand in front of him.
âItâs not a big dealâ, said singer just replies, pulls himself out of his best friendâs grip and moves to grab one of the water bottles you had set on a random chair when you arrived, âI got into a fight with my...him. Iâll be okay, donât worry.â
You gulp harshly at his words; instant memories of Kyoutaniâs current situation at home flashing up in your mind and easily sending shivers of discomfort down your spine.
He doesnât talk about it with you, of course he doesnât. But from what Hajime and Tooru have said, you know that Kyoutani has always been struggling with his family due to several reasons.
You donât know as much as youâd like to, but youâd rather not dig further into something, especially if the possibility of Kyoutani getting mad at you knowing about his life is potentially high.
âBroâ, Terushima lets out a deep sigh, his pierced brows furrowed in anger and a soft blush grazing the apples of his cheeks as he takes his best friendâs face into his big hands, âyou have to move out. Take your mother and the girls and get the fuck out of there or else heâs going to make you kill him.â
You attentively watch the way Kyoutaniâs whole body tenses up at the drummerâs words, his hands balled into tight fists and his jaw visibly clenching.
The heavy tension in the air feels suffocating; breathing properly suddenly seems like a whole challenge and with one glance at Yamaguchi, you know youâre not the only one to feel that way.
âHow the fuck am I supposed to do that when heâs not letting them go, Teru? Every time I tell my mother to pack her and the girlsâ fucking bags, he threatens her with some kind of shit and makes her back out of itâ, Kyoutani presses through gritted teeth, the volume of his voice steadily growing the more the madness seems to take over him.
âAnd besides thatâ, he sighs, âitâs not like we have anywhere to go. Neither of you can take us in and I simply canât get us a new apartment because I donât have any moneyâ, and suddenly, you feel your heartbeat picking up its pace with such intensity, you feel it thrumming in your throat.
It takes you a good minute to calm yourself down, the thoughts racing through your mind are easily sending you into a heavy bliss of anxiety and nervousness.
However, before any of the guys can say anything or you get the chance to overthink that one thought in your head, your body acts before your mind can follow.
âYou could stay at my placeâ, you throw into the silence of the big practice room; your voice a lot steadier than you expected it to be, âmy sibling just moved out and I have a spare room your mum and sisters could stay inâ, you explain with your gaze falling to the floor when the fear of Kyoutaniâs reaction overwhelms you.
âWhat? Are you serious? Donât you dare fuck with me, Y/Nâ, he suddenly hisses; his brows furrowing even further and the way he comes closer to you has you gulping harshly.
Itâs not even necessarily his choice of words but the general fact heâs even directly talking to you, which has your head spinning from the heaviness of your anxiety.
âWatch your language when you speak to her, Kentaâ, Iwaizumi adds, quickly coming to stand next to you, knowing his other best friend has a tendency to let his emotions take over his rational thinking.
âYesâ, you say quickly, finally getting yourself to actually lift your head and meet his strong gaze, only to look away after a solid second because of the intensity of his stare, âI am either at work or campus most of the time and barely have anyone come over, so I donât really mind having you guys there. And you donât have to give me any money, either. My parents bought us the apartment before they passed away, so I donât have to pay for rent anyway.â
Kyoutani listens to your every word, his eyes rapidly roaming your face as you speak before he lets out a loud sigh of relief, followed by his facial features softening in a way youâve never experienced before.
âThatâs uhm- thatâs really kind. Thank you, Y/Nâ, he sighs and when his lips suddenly stretch into a genuine, sweet smile to the point that his dimples appear on each side of his cheeks, you canât help but look at him in complete shock.
âOfâŠcourseâ, you smile back awkwardly, pulling at your fingers and trying your best to calm your heart and mind down, âI know how it feels to live in an abusive household, so Iâm always happy to help someone escape from one.â
In response to your words, silence fills the room.
And thatâs when you realize that, different than usual, you actually mentioned something this significant about yourself to someone other than Iwaizumi.
You feel the anxiety crippling up your spine in the most disgusting way possible; a shaky exhale falling past your lips as your body desperately tries to calm your rushing mind down.
âAnywayâ, you suddenly say, nervously scratching your neck while lifting your head to meet Kyoutaniâs slightly overwhelmed gaze, âhow about you tell your Mum to pack her stuff so we can pick her and the girls up and bring them to my flat? Iâll make sure to make them feel at home, I promise.â
You donât really know why or how you managed to form all those sentences when Kyoutani Kentarou, the guy youâve been hopelessly crushing on for years, is standing so close and is actually talking to you. However, you definitely like the warmth spreading in your chest and the pride filling your veins when you think about all those times you oh so desperately wanted to talk to him, but let your anxiety get the best of you.
But, none of that changes the fact that your heart is brutally slamming against your rib cage, thrumming in your ears with such high volume, you struggle to hear your own words properly.
âAre you sure youâre okay with this? My youngest sister is three years old and the other one just turned five, so I donât know if you really want to deal with kids after such long daysâ, Kyoutani mumbles, running his tattooed hand over his freshly dyed buzz cut before he starts playing with the rings on his fingers.
You canât help but smile at his behavior. The usually so cold and distant Mad Dog, a nickname Oikawa gave him years ago, turning into this sweet, flustered little puppy right in front of you is definitely not something youâve expected to witness any time soon.
âI like children and they usually like meâ, you smile encouragingly, âso yes, I am sure Iâm okay with this. Give her a call and tell her weâll be there after you guys finish practicing. We can grab some food on the way and maybe some snacks for the girls because I only have instant ramen noodles and two bananas in my kitchen right nowâ, you continue, earning a loud groan of disappointment from your best friend who loves to spend his time scolding you for your awful eating habits.
âAlright then, Iâll do that really quick and â thank you, Y/N. I appreciate this a lotâ, Kyoutani gives you one last smile of gratitude before he pulls his phone out of his pocket, quickly sticking a cigarette in between his lips as he exits the practice room to talk to his mother.
And as soon as the pink haired lead singer disappears, you let go of the breath youâve been holding subconsciously.
âDamn, little oneâ, Oikawa suddenly says, throwing his arm over your shoulder and casually pinching your chubby cheeks with his slim, ring clad fingers, âyouâre finally gonna get a chance to suck his cock just like youâve been imagining it.â
âOh, fuck off, Tooruâ, you hiss through gritted teeth, rolling your eyes at his words before you push him away from you.
âHeâs kinda right, thoughâ, this time itâs Yamaguchiâs soft voice which gently cuts through the silence in the practice room and with your eyebrows raised in utter shock, you turn to face the freckled boy, âdonât get me wrong, I am not saying youâre gonna jump his bones now. But youâre getting to spend some more time with him alone and at some point he wonât have a choice but to talk to you, so the two of you might get closerâ, he explains, his words making it even easier for your brain to create a row of fake scenarios and without replying anything, you nod softly.
âOr you just tell him you want him to father your children and boom, case solved.â
At Yuujiâs take on the situation, the whole room grows silent, yet again. Only Tadashi reacts by giving him a soft kiss on the lips before the others continue to get their instruments ready.
âIâve told you this a couple of times but he doesnât hate you, I promiseâ, Iwa continues after a beat of silence had filled the room, âespecially not after this, so stop being so fucking shy about it.â
At the persistent tone of his voice, you canât help but look at Iwaizumi with furrowed brows since heâs never been like this when it came to your not so little crush on his bandmate.
But before you can even question it in any way, the front door is being opened again and you watch the front singer walk back inside.
When Kyoutani returns, a big smile is planted on his face and literal relief gleams in his usually so cold gaze, a sight you definitely could get used to. And for the first time in years, he looks you directly in the eyes and shoots you a wink; his change in demeanor leaving you completely overwhelmed. Yet you canât help but feel your whole body growing hotter as your head repeats the beautiful image inside of your mind until it becomes the only thing up there.
Usually, practice goes by rather slowly. You enjoy spending time with your best friends and listening to their music; the general atmosphere in the practice room calms you down in a really different way which is why you even crave these kinda evenings after long, exhausting days.
However, this time the three hours of practice seem to fly by because by the time the boys start packing up again, you struggle to remember which songs they played and what they talked about in their short smoking breaks.
You know itâs because your body is still buzzing with anxiety at the thought of Kyoutani and his family staying at your house but for some reason you also canât stop overthinking what your best friend had told you a couple of hours ago.
Iwaizumi isnât the type of person to just say something without there being some kind of meaning to it, not even if itâs to calm you down, so now youâve already come to the point where you canât seem to stop yourself from reading more into his words than usual.
âKawa picked you up, right?â, the sudden sound of Kyoutaniâs voice filling the rather quiet practice room is the one to pull you out of your thoughts and without properly processing who actually asked you that question, you start nodding.
âAlrightâ, he adds and pushes his freshly rolled cigarette behind his ear, âthen we wonât have to go in separate carsâ, Kyoutani locks his phone and pushes it into his pocket before he looks up at you and then searches for a lighter.
Youâre quick to hand him the one in the little front pocket of your bag which you carry around in case Iwaizumi or Oikawa happen to have lost theirs again.
Thereâs a bit of an awkward silence filling the empty space of the alleyway, making it a bit harder for you to maintain your composure and despite the cold weather, you canât help but appreciate the fresh air filling your lungs.
âKimiko and Koharuâ, Kyoutani suddenly begins and places his cigarette between his plump lips, the names obviously making him smile and you canât help but look at him with confusion written all over your face.
âThe one who just turned five is Kimiko and the three year oldâs name is Koharuâ, heâs quick to explain it and as you realise that heâs talking about his little sisters, you understand his genuine and soft reaction.
As you watch the way Kyoutani takes a long drag from the deadly stick, you decide not to add anything to his words just yet because it feels like he has a little bit more to tell you about the two girls youâre about to meet.
And just as you expected, he continues to talk once he starts blowing the smoke out with a soft sigh.
âTo keep it short: theyâre basically like âKawa and Zumiâ, he explains to you and this time you canât stop your lips from stretching into a wide smile at his words.
âNow I need you to elaborate on that, pleaseâ, after finally letting yourself calm down a little you manage to make a comment and when Kyoutani chuckles softly, the tension in your muscles finally seems to disappear.
You can hear the boysâ voices from inside the practice room and for a moment you feel the urge to frown because you wonât get to be alone with Kyoutani anymore but his voice quickly pulls your attention back to him.
âThey fight and argue a lot because their personalities are so different but they also canât live without each otherâ, Kyoutani runs a tattooed hand over his freshly dyed pink buzzcut, his eyes roaming your face attentively as you start nodding at his words with an approving smile on your lips.
You wonder what he thinks of you. Thereâs a part inside of you which wants to know whether or not he thinks youâre pretty or if he likes your eyes, your smile or your voice. You want to know whether or not he finds you attractive and maybe even sexy, your brain allowing you to ignore the possibility of him not being into bigger girls at all. But it doesnât take long for you to get back to your usual way of thinking since youâve convinced yourself that youâre not his type long ago and he probably doesnât even care about what you look like because youâre not worth his time.
It takes you a good moment to shake off those annoying thoughts and in just that moment, Kyoutani decides to add something else to his explanation.
âTheyâre good kids. Theyâre well behaved and donât really cause any problems or troubles. My Momâs tried her best to give them what they need and their scumbag of a father treats them okay. He prefers to mentally and...physically abuse me and my Mom, just gets a little louder when they cry too much but thatâs itâ, Kyoutaniâs words are carefully chosen; he takes his time to find the right ones and doesnât rush himself in order to avoid any misunderstandings and it doesnât take a psychologist to understand that heâs incredibly hesitant to open up about his family issues.
You canât and wouldnât blame him because youâre basically the same when it comes to these difficult topics yet you struggle to hide your reaction because after all this is the very first time heâs ever told you anything about himself.
âI think theyâre both gonna like you a lot, but Koharuâs going to love you. She loves spending time with pretty girls and I honestly canât blame her for thatâ, is the last thing Kyoutani casually adds and you know itâs to ease the tension in the air but as soon as your brain manages to process his words, you freeze.
You barely manage to react to Terushimaâs unnecessary comments as the four boys come to join you two in front of the door and if it wasnât for Oikawa almost brutally nudging your arm with his elbow, you wouldnât have moved another inch for God knows how long.
Kyoutani Kentarou, the guy â your crush of several years who was basically unreachable for you up until an hour ago, told you that he considers you pretty or at least sees you as a part of the âpretty girlsâ and you absolutely hate the way your chest starts blossoming with this very special warmth.
âWhatâs wrong?â, this time itâs Iwaizumi's deep voice which brings you back to reality and when you lift your head to meet the comfort of his green eyes, you canât help but let out a loud sigh of frustration.
âAbsolutely fucking nothingâ, you reply and throw your backpack over one shoulder before rolling your eyes at yourself, âand thatâs the fucking problem.â
âYouâre stressing me the fuck out, did you know that?â, Iwa shoots back with his eyebrows furrowed in irritation before he follows you to the cars and tells you to text him once you get home only for you to pout at him like a teenager.
Thankfully the ride to pick up Kyoutaniâs Mom and sisters is a lot less stressful and nerve wrecking, mostly because youâre accompanied by Terushima and Yamaguchi but you also feel a little less tense and anxious for God knows what reason.
Something about Kentarouâs body language tells you that he seems just as nervous as you and you wonder if itâs because heâs scared of their reactions or if itâs because heâs going to stay in your apartment with them.
Neither one of you has bothered to mention it, but it seems like the only plausible option the whole plan comes with so youâve been trying your very best to prepare yourself for the upcoming time. Of course thereâs also the possibility that one of the boys takes Kyoutani in but you still like to keep your hopes up high.
Youâre nervously pulling at your fingers as you calmly inhale the cold air of the night in hopes of making the waiting a little more bearable.
Kyoutaniâs still talking to Terushima and Yamaguchi as they finish their cigarettes only to throw them away as soon as they hear the contagious chuckles of one of the two girls currently approaching the car alongside their mother.
You try your very best to stop yourself from staring but as you watch the girls pick up their pace just to jump into their older brotherâs arms, you find yourself mesmerized by the heartwarming scenario in front of you.
Itâs not difficult for you to tell the girls apart despite their similar facial features. They not only share the same hair color and style but their big smiles are almost identical and as you let your eyes roam their soft faces, you spot the little dimples on each of their chubby cheeks, the little detail basically emphasizing the family resemblance even more.
It takes the girls a good minute to shift their attention away from their older brother but as soon as their eyes meet yours, you canât help but smile.
Yet, before you can actually greet them, you notice someone in the corner of your eye and without hesitation, you turn to face Kyoutaniâs mother with a polite smile.
âGood evening, Maâamâ, you begin calmly, lifting your hand before you bow slightly, âitâs a pleasure to meet you. Iâm Y/N.â
You feel your heartbeat fastening as you try your best to stop yourself from staring at her but thereâs just something that makes this incredibly difficult, yet you canât seem to point out what it actually is.
Her dark hair is put in a bun, a few strands falling into her rather young looking face and the second your eyes meet hers, you feel a sense of comfort and safety surround you like a capsule.
âThe pleasure is mine, my Loveâ, she replies calmly before placing her delicate hands over yours, making the warmth of her skin meet yours, âthank you so much for this. You have absolutely no idea how much we needed this. I donât know what Tani has told you already, but itâs been really bad lately and I know this is gonna do wonders for the girls.â
Her voice is soft, slightly hoarse yet oh so comforting and as you watch her speak, you canât help but smile at her mentioning her nickname for the lead singer.
âIâm happy to be some kind of help, really. If he told me a little sooner, I would have made this offer a long time ago since I wasnât gonna look for a roommate anywayâ, you explain thoughtfully, genuinely enjoying the way Kyoutaniâs mother is still holding onto your hands oh so dearly before she lets go and pushes a dark, curly strand behind her ear.
âYouâve got such a kind heart, I can tell by the way youâre looking at me. I hope your partner knows how lucky they areâ, she breaks into a soft chuckle and at the mention of a lover, you canât help but get flustered before joining her.
âI donât have a partnerâ, you add quickly and shift your gaze to the floor, âbut my boys appreciate me a lot so thereâs no lack of that!â
Kyoutaniâs mother smiles at your words, her gentle eyes slowly shift to the tall figure of her son whoâs currently trying his best to balance both of his sisters on his back.
You wonder what sheâs thinking about because there obviously seems to be something thatâs occupying her mind yet you donât find it in you to ask her about it just yet.
And you donât even get another moment with her as loud cheers start ringing in your ears before you watch the way Terushima walks up to his best friendâs Mother and pulls her into a tight hug after bowing to her.
After about an hour, you find yourself cleaning up the kitchen while Kyoutani and his family get started with unpacking their things and although itâs been quite fun with the girls, you still feel this certain kind of tension lingering in your muscles.
Itâs never been just you and Kentarou for longer than five minutes and now youâve spent the last two hours casually talking to him, his sisters and his mother.
You lose yourself in your rather nerve wrecking train of thoughts and if it wasnât for the sound of a door opening, you would have gone even deeper.
By the heavy steps and the sounds of dangling chains, followed by the familiar scent of cigarettes and vanilla you donât even have to lift your head and finally meet the rather calming gaze of your new flatmate.
âThe girls fell asleep and my mumâs in the showerâ, Kyoutani whispers, the soft expression in his usually so tense and strict features suddenly making him look a lot younger than he is and you canât help but love this side of him.
âDid you tell her about the towels I hung up for her and the girls?â
You try your best to stay calm and composed but just feeling his strong eyes roaming your body makes you nervous and all of a sudden you regret changing into your pajamas before making sure that everyoneâs asleep.
In your defense: you genuinely didnât expect to talk to any of them before heading to sleep which is why youâre now dressed in some random shorts and a really old shirt that barely leaves anything to anyoneâs imagination.
And on top of it all, a wave of anxious thoughts about your body, your big thighs, your tummy and your big arms makes this whole situation a lot more difficult than it already is.
Kyoutani obviously notices the way youâre losing yourself in your train of thoughts, which is why he doesnât hesitate much with his response.
âMhm, I didâ, he says and finally manages to make you look up at him again, âshe probably hasnât had a hot shower in weeks so I told her to take the time she needs, I hope thatâs okay.â
Right before you properly process his words, you start nodding, just to stop mid-action when you realize what he had just told you.
âWaitâŠwhat do you mean she hasn't had a hot shower in weeks?â
A beat of complete silence follows your words and thatâs how you know that this is one of those rather difficult topics for him.
To your surprise, Kentarou comes to sit down at the counter, nervously playing with the many rings on his fingers as he tries to find the right words.
âHer menace of a fucking husband doesnât have a job so they canât always pay the water and electric billsâŠMost of the time my moneyâs only enough for the rent and some groceries, so sheâs been heating up water for the girls and opt to cold water for her own showers.â, Kyouâs tone shifts from angry to sad as soon as he stops talking about his motherâs partner and if it wasnât for the weeks youâve spent watching him and analyzing his body language, you wouldn't have noticed the way he started pulling on his fingers to calm himself down.
âMy mother used to do that for us, tooâ, you say before you get a chance to overthink your words and you canât help but tense up at the thought of opening up to Kentarou, someone you know but donât actually know.
âAnd of course thatâs absolutely okay. I want her to feel as comfortable and safe as possible; this is their home now, tooâ, to shift the attention away from your little slip into your own childhood, you try to wrap it up by responding to his previous question.
âMiko and Haru already love it so much, they donât even mind sharing a bed for nowâ, Kyoutani continues and lets out a soft chuckle, his big hand reaches for one of the little water bottles on the counter and you canât help but smile when you realize that heâs slowly getting more comfortable in your presence.
âHaru asked if she could sleep in my bed but your Mother intervenedâ, the memory of your conversation with the three year old has you smiling even bigger before you lift your head to look at him; your heart skipping a beat the moment your gazes meet, âI wouldnât have minded that at all, though. Sheâs adorable and absolutely hilarious.â
And before you could even finish your little comment, Kyoutani Kenatrou throws his head back and lets out a genuine row of laughter, his reaction easily overwhelming you since youâve literally never heard him laugh like this before. Not even with his boys.
You subconsciously start enjoying a sound so special and dear echoing through the silence of the night and you donât even think about forgetting it ever again.
âSheâs so unnecessarily funny for a three year oldâ, he says and rubs his chin, his eyes so much softer and calmer ever since youâve arrived at your apartment and you canât deny how much you like this new version of him.
âAnyway, I should get going, now that everyoneâs safe and soundâ, Kyoutani gets up from the chair and reaches for his jacket, doesnât even give you enough time to register his words.
âWhat?â, you blurt out and look at him with confusion gleaming in your eyes, not even realising how loud your voice is.
âHuh? What do you mean? Iâm leaving to stay at Teruâsâ, Kyoutani explains and looks at you, adjusting his leather jacket and barely holding back his little smile in response to your outburst.
âOhâ, you sigh softly and try your very best to find the right words but you canât avert your gaze from his strong body; basically devouring the poor guy alive and for a moment you lose absolute track, only to be pulled back into reality by the sound of Kentarouâs voice.
âEyes on me, pretty girlâ, his words hit you like a truck and if it wasnât for the fact that youâre seated already, you would have lost your balance, âwhat was that âohâ about, hm?â
âI â uhm â I wasnât expecting you to leaveâ, you reply and try to maintain the last bit of your composure but the longer you look into his hungry eyes, the weaker your knees become and for a moment you feel yourself fall even deeper into the haze of your arousal.
Kentarou seems to enjoy your reaction to his choice of words and you hate how every bit of your body wants to give yourself to him, when this is probably just his casual way of talking to people he feels comfortable around.
âReally? Youâd be okay with me staying here?â
Without even missing a beat, you start nodding.
It feels like your body is running on autopilot because of the sudden change of the tension between you two.
âYesâ, you say with a little more confidence, âIâm sure your mother would much rather have you here with us, too.â
Of course youâre not going to tell him about how you're absolutely desperate to spend even more one-on-one time with him; not any time soon, at least.
âMy mother, huh?â, Kyoutani smirks and takes his jacket off again, making your heart skip a beat.
All you can do is nod. Your throat has already dried up and you feel like youâre going to pass out from the sudden heat overwhelming your body. You try your very best to keep your reactions down, nervously playing with the hem of your shirt and avoiding his gaze like heâs going to turn you into stone if you looked at him.
âHey, what happened with you and your little puppy boy?â, Kentarou asks, his voice is a little less amused and there seems to be a sudden shift in his expression which you canât exactly pinpoint.
It takes you a whole minute to understand who heâs talking about and as soon as you realise, you roll your eyes in annoyance. Not because of him, but because of the âpuppy boyâ in question.
âWe broke upâ, you begin and get up to get yourself and him something to drink, but mostly to hide from his strong gaze, âeverything was going well at first but then he got all weird and kept doing and saying things which made me super uncomfortable. Whenever I tried to talk to him about it, he got unnecessarily defensive instead of respecting my boundaries, so I called things off.â
You let out a loud sigh at the memory of your ex-boyfriend, just the thought of him never failing to exhaust you.
âWhat kind of things are we talking about?â, Kentarou replies calmly, thanking you for the cup as he watches you turn on the kettle.
âOnly if youâre comfortable answering that of courseâ, he quickly adds and makes you smile just like that, yet again.
âAt first, my weight was never a topic in our conversationsâ, you say and feel a wave of disappointment hit you, âbut the longer we were together, the more he started mentioning it. ButâŠnot in the way you might think. He didnât tell me to lose weight or fat shamed me, he actually did quite the opposite but in the most uncomfortable way possible.â
Thereâs a beat of silence once you finish your sentence, your focus falling to the way Kyoutani is playing with his rings as you wait for the water to boil.
âThis is gonna be quite TMI and I actually canât believe Iâm telling you this, of all people, but Iâve got nothing to lose so why notâ, you warn him and fill up his cup before you do the same with your own and then come back to sit right across from him.
A weird kind of comfort fills your chest; something you havenât felt with anyone in quite a while and you've never expected Kyoutani to be the reason for this.
âIâll be okay, go ahead, pretty oneâ, his response is cool and calm, yet pushes you to the edge of your seat and you hate how much his words affect you.
âHe wasnât the best with words â at all. However, his dirty talk was absolutely horrificâ, you cringe at the memory of all those nights you had to listen to your past lover say things you would have never expected to hear from anyone with an ounce of decency, âhe always included my weight and when we first started dating, i thought he was worshipping or like â appreciating me, but boy was I wrong.â
Kyoutani looks at you with furrowed brows and you can tell from his body language how heâs slowly beginning to despise someone he has met exactly once before in his life.
And for some reason, you like his reactions, but then again, youâre head over heels in love with him so thatâs not surprising you in the slightest.
âLong story short, I dumped him after he kept calling me hisâŠfat bitch while we were having sexâ, you come straight to the point, not wanting to do this to yourself and Kyoutani any longer.
And once those words pass your lips, the lead singerâs jaw literally drops.
You try to play it cool to hide your embarrassment, taking a little sip from your tea and looking up at him through your lashes.
âPlease, tell me he at least made you cumâ, Kentarou suddenly whisper-growls, his dark eyes roaming your features attentively and taking in the way you gulp harshly in response to his intimate question.
âNoâ, you simply reply and shrug, âI didnât get intimate with him that much, so he didnât have that many chances but the ones he had, he actually missed.â
Kyoutani seems shocked, to say the least.
His eyes are focusing you as he tries to wrap his around the loser of a man you used to date.
âIâm glad you dumped his fucking assâ, is the first thing he says after his initial, wordless reaction, âyou deserve so much better.â
âYeah, I donât know about thatâ, you chuckle and scratch your neck, âI think Iâm gonna take a break from seeing anyone. Being a fetish or the wannabe âsuccessâ story of people is quite draining so Iâve decided to just drop it, you know?â, you explain to him, your eyes softly meeting his gaze before they drop to his mouth and you feel your body literally aching for his soft lips on your skin, something you can only ever dream of.
Kyoutani wants to say something, anything. There are so many things on his mind, yet he falls completely silent in front of you.
But how is he supposed to tell you how heâs what you deserve? How could he possibly explain to you that heâs wanted you to be with him since the very first time heâs laid his eyes on you?
Heâs not even brave enough to show any kind of interest in you with his boys, his literal brothers, around. Where is he supposed to find the balls to tell you all of the things heâs thinking?
If you only knew how much he liked you, how much he wanted to be everything those guys failed to be â in every aspect possible.
âOh, Goodnessâ, you suddenly say and pull Kentarou back into reality, far away from all of his thoughts and unsaid words, âitâs so late already and Iâm rambling like a teenager to you, Iâm sorry.â
âDonât ever be sorry about that, Y/Nâ, Kyoutani suddenly says and manages to smile up at you, âIâm glad you feel comfortable enough with me to talk to me like this. And thank you for answering my question so honestlyâ, he continues, yet never once looks away from your face until he watches the way you get up.
He canât help but let his gaze roam over your curves, the thick flesh of your thighs and the way your shirt is hugging every part of your body just right never fails to leave him lightheaded. A sight heâs always had to admire from afar up until today. He could be less obvious about it, but heâs had to hide it for so long already, at this point heâs just tired.
âThank you, Kyoutaniâ, you say and smile at him, âIâll go get you a blanket and a pillow so you can get comfortable on the couch. I also donât mind sleeping here if you wanna have some privacy.â All of a sudden, you feel way more nervous than just a few minutes ago and you hate how the feeling of his eyes on your body leaves you completely lightheaded. Youâre surprised youâve even managed to form a proper sentence, let alone offer your room to him.
âThe couch is perfectâ, Kyoutani says and gets up, coming to stand right in front of you â a lot closer than you could have ever imagined him to be.
âI know Iâve always been quite cold to you, pretty girlâ, he suddenly whispers and gently caresses your cheek with the back of his fingers, knocking every bit of air out of your lungs almost brutally, âbut I actually enjoy your company a lot. My distance is just a self defense mechanism.â
His sudden explanation leaves you confused and absolutely overwhelmed but does not fail to reassure you just the way youâve been craving it.
âI â what do you â really?â Youâre stumbling over your words like a toddler, your brain just struggling to process whatever is going on and still you manage to feel hope fill the emptiness in your chest after dreaming of moments like this for so long.
âIwaizumi told me about your worries and how you think I hate youâ, Kyoutani calmly continues, reaching for your wrist before he places your hand on his own cheek, âIâve never hated you. How could I when youâve been nothing but kind and understanding?â
YouâreâŠshocked.
At least, thatâs the only way for you to explain the way his words leave you completely overwhelmed.
Never in a million years did you expect something like this to happen between the two of you; every single one of your daydreams is currently a lot closer to reality than you would have ever dared to imagine and you simply donât know how to handle it.
âAnd I promise you, Iâm not saying these things because youâre giving me and my family such an amazing opportunity. Iâm telling you these things because for the first time I feelâŠbrave enough.â
Kyoutani seems to choose his words carefully, rethinks and reassigns them as he speaks to eliminate any sort of misunderstanding.
Youâve never seen him like this; so hesitant and calm, nervous even. And although it definitely surprises you, you have absolutely no idea what to expect so all you can do is wait for what youâre about to hear next on the other side.
âSay something, Babyâ, he suddenly says, his voice is a lot raspier than just a second ago and the way his hot breath fans your skin sends goosebumps over your whole body, âI donât care what you say, just something â anything.â
âMy head is â Iâm â I donât knowâ, you whisper and subconsciously reach for the fabric of his shirt, gripping it a little tighter than intended, but also not realising how youâve been pulling him even closer to yourself until you look up at him with needy eyes.
âFuck, youâre cuteâ, Kyou replies and closes his eyes, smiling softly before he gently nudges your nose with his, âand so fucking pretty, too. Youâre driving me crazy.â
âPlease, donât do thisâ, you gulp harshly and wait for him to look at you before you continue, âif youâre going to b-break my heart, I canât â I canât take it, Kentarouâ, youâre aware just how desperate you sound, but the fear of having your dreams destroyed is just too big to consider your pride right now.
âNo, no, no. BabyâŠIâve wanted this for so long.â
The tension between the two of you is thick and heavy, enough to almost literally cut it in half and for a short moment, you feel your breath hitching in your throat as you struggle to gasp for air.
Your thoughts are rushing through your mind at the highest speed possible, your heart basically hammering against your rib cage and your panties slowly turning into a mess with every single one of his words.
âIâve never had towels as soft as these! Might wanna show me where youâve got these from so I can â oh, Goodness! Iâm so sorryâ, Kyoutaniâs mother suddenly exclaims and her sudden appearance manages to have the two of you take two big steps away from each other, leaving some much needed distance inbetween and you feel the tiniest bit of embarrassment washing over your body as you look away from the sweet womanâs face.
âI didnât mean to walk in on you like this, pardon my manners, my sweet Y/Nâ, she says and looks at you with apologetic eyes, not even caring a bit about her flustered mess of a son right next to you.
âNo, no, itâs okay, Maâamâ, you reply quickly and scratch the back of your neck before you reach for your phone and finally dare to look at Kyoutani, âitâs no problem.â
âYou know what? Iâm just gonna go back to the room and head to sleep. Goodnight, sweet loves.â, is everything she says and basically speed runs into her shared bedroom with the girls, probably more than just aware of the awkwardness sheâs put you in.
âSheâs always had amazing timingâ, Kyoutani mumbles and rubs his forehead before he scratches the back of his head and looks up at you.
âDid you see how she literally ran away?â, you chuckle and throw your head back, finally getting rid of some of the tension in your bones, especially once Kentarou calmly joins in on your amusement.
âHow about we talk about this tomorrow morning, hm? Today was a big day for everyone so I think it's best if we call it a night for nowâ, all of a sudden you seem a lot more confident than just a few minutes earlier and you have absolutely no idea how to feel about it.
âYouâre right, yeahâ, is all Kyoutani says before he gets up again and takes another sip from his tea, yet doesnât leave right away.
âThank you for everything, pretty girlâ, he mumbles and smiles softly, his eyes attentively roaming your features, âsweet dreams.â
Maybe itâs because of the exhaustion rushing through your veins or maybe because everything that has happened in the past few minutes has felt nothing but surreal, but if it wasnât for the feeling of actual shivers running down your back, you probably wouldnât have registered the feeling of Kentarouâs soft lips placing the softest kiss on your forehead.
By the time you find yourself lying in the comfort of your bedsheets, your heart is still brutally slamming against your ribcage and you have absolutely no idea how youâre supposed to sleep after a day like this one.
You try your very best to think of something â anything else, but Kyoutani Kentarou and his pretty face and his strong hands and how they might feel roaming your whole body in ways youâve been craving it oh so badly, yet you seem to lose every single time to those exact thoughts.
The responsible part of your brain is already losing every bit of its patience, since sleep does not seem to be an option at all, despite the busy day youâve got ahead, whereas your body has been enjoying all the little shivers and rushes of excitement youâve been dealing with the past hour.
After a while, however, you simply canât help yourself anymore. Your brain is basically stuffed with lewd images of Kyoutani touching you just how you like it and youâre way too tired to give it another thought.
The urge to just reach for your cute little toy and make yourself cum a couple of times to shut your brain out has your fingertips tingling in the best way possible, yet the possibility of someone hearing your silent noises of pleasure easily balances it out.
âFuckingâŠKyoutaniâ, you mumble to yourself and let out a sigh of frustration, unable to control yourself any longer.
The decision might not be your best, but itâs definitely the one you prefer over staying up all night and basically torturing yourself in another way.
At this point, the way your hand finds its way into your panties is almost mechanical. Endless nights spent by yourself, taking care of your needs and your arousal in ways no man has ever managed to do.
Youâre quick to bury your face in your pillow to muffle the desperate whimper you let out as soon as your fingers find your needy clit; the little bundle of nerves already swollen and way too sensitive from how worked up youâve been all day.
As the memories of Kyoutaniâs scent and the feeling of his soft lips on your skin fill your head, you start drawing firm circles into your clit, sighing every single time the motion sends a sweet sensation through your veins as you get closer and closer to your relief.
Maybe itâs the way arousal has already clouded your brain in the best way possible or maybe itâs the fact that youâre too close to pay attention to your surroundings but the second your door slowly opens, your heart basically drops to the pit of your stomach.
âY/N?â, Kyoutaniâs soft voice fills the empty space of your room in an instant and you canât help but whimper as you quickly pull your hand out of your drenched panties, hoping heâs not aware what youâre up to.
âYesââ, your response comes exactly a heartbeat later and you hate how tiny your voice is.
âCan I come in?â
Kentarou seems hesitant yet determined and something in the way his pretty eyes are hooked and way darker than an hour ago has your cunt clenching like crazy.
As soon as you start nodding, Kyoutani walks past your doorstep, closing and locking the door behind him, something you should have done, before he comes to stand next to you. His eyes are roaming your body, basically devouring you alive and leaving you breathless.
Nobody has ever looked at you like this.
And the fact itâs Kyoutani kentarou, of all people, just pushes you even closer to the limits of your sanity.
âWhy didnât you ask me?â, he whispers and kneels down next to your bed to be on eye level with you, making the whole situation a tad bit less awkward and as soon as you look at him, you feel your body loosening up.
âWhat..are you talking about, Kyoutani?â, you try your very best to stay composed but everything is overwhelming you right now and you have absolutely no idea what to think or how to feel.
âWhy did you go and touch yourself when you could have just asked me instead?â
And with this one he finally manages to leave you completely speechless.
You stare at him with big eyes and your mouth open, your cunt reacting before the rest of your body has a chance and you hate yourself for being so weak in front of him.
âI donât know what youâreââ, âDonât lie to me, Babyâ, heâs quick to interrupt you, gets on his feet again and wordlessly asks you to sit up as he reaches for your arm, âIâve been watching you for so long, I know exactly how your body reacts when youâre getting needy. The sound of your voice changes and then your eyesâŠthose God damn eyes of yours are the only reason for my sleepless nights.â
Youâre listening to every single word he says without averting your gaze from his perfect face even once and with every single word your cunt starts clenching even harder.
Of course his sudden interest is surprising to you but you canât hide just how much you enjoy it and if it wasnât for the way he was gently caressing your arm, you would have thought of this as a dream.
âDo you really think, I donât notice the way you press your thighs together whenever you stare at me for a little too long, hm?â
You know heâs teasing you, you know heâs enjoying the way youâre squirming underneath his strong gaze and you know â he wonât stop any time soon, yet as soon as your brain has processed his words, you let out the softest whimper.
âNow, now, cat got your tongue, Baby?â A soft chuckle follows his words and you feel your chest warming up at the sound, easily ignoring the situation youâre in.
You just canât seem to focus, your brain finally shutting down, only for your body to take over and you are not quite sure if you like it as much as you expected to.
âKentaâŠâ, you finally manage to whisper, his first name feeling foreign on your tongue as youâve gotten so used to being as formal with him as possible.
Youâre hesitant, your voice is still tiny and a lot hoarser than just a few minutes ago, yet as soon as Kyoutani throws his head back with a moan thatâs way too loud for this time of the night, you finally feel yourself letting go of every worry and doubt.
âThere you go, thatâs my good girlâ, heâs quick to praise you for basically nothing, probably more than aware just how worked up heâs getting you.
âTell me what you want, Baby. I promise Iâm gonna do whatever it is. This is all about you.â
His offer sounds dreamy; something youâve never heard before, something youâve only had the courage to daydream about because asking for anything in your previous relationships felt uncomfortable.
You donât even know why. Your ex boyfriends werenât the best nor the worst lovers and now that you think back to it, you could have easily asked for what you want but your lack of self confidence made it difficult for you to think of yourself.
âAre you sure?â, you whisper, a wave of uncertainty hitting you the moment you think about your physical appearance. You subconsciously start pulling down your oversized shirt, trying your best to hide your big thighs and arms, way too scared of Kyoutani being disgusted by the sight of you.
âStop thatâ, Kentaâs voice cuts through the tension in the air like a sharp knife and you canât help but gasp, âof course Iâm sure, Baby.â
A beat of silence follows his interruption before he places two of his tattoo clad fingers underneath your chin to push your head up and finally meet your gaze.
âIâve wanted this â you for so long and Iâm not just saying this to make you feel better. Youâre perfect to me and Iâm determined to show you. However, Iâm not gonna do anything you donât want me to. We can just kiss, cuddle or sleep next to each other. For fuckâs sake, we can just hold hands all night if thatâs what you want. I want toâŠgive you everything those little Losers couldnât and Iâm willing to wait for as long as you want me to. Got it, pretty girl?â
His words of reassurance leave youâŠflabbergasted.
Thereâs absolutely no other word to describe the way his sweet little speech has made you feel and after years of wishing for something like this â someone like him, you canât help but get high on the addictive feeling of being wanted and desired.
âI want you, Kentaâ, you reply softly, reaching for his face and gently placing your hand on his cheek, âI need you.â
And thatâs exactly what heâs been waiting for.
Without missing another beat, he pushes your blanket away, revealing your pretty legs to his hungry eyes, a soft grunt escaping his throat the moment he realises youâve gotten rid of your shorts from earlier.
âYouâre so fucking hotâ, he whispers and takes in the sight of your body, âplease tell me what you want me to do to you or Iâm gonna lose my mind.â
Kyoutani reaches for your inner thighs, pushing his hand in between your legs and gently groping the soft flesh, kneading it and never once looking away from your face to make sure he can watch the way you melt for him even further.
âI want you to eat me out, Kentaâ, this time you sound nothing but needy, something heâs wanted to hear for as long as heâs known you, âI want you to be the first one to make me cum like that.â
Kyoutaniâs eyes physically perk up at your request and just when youâre about to regret what you said, he starts nodding as if it took him a good minute to process your words and yet again you find yourself surprised at his intense reaction toâŠyou.
âWhy donât you be a good girl and sit on my face, hm? Iâve been thinking about this for God knows how longâ, he confesses right after gently asking you for something you never thought youâd ever get asked in your lifetime.
Which is probably why you stare at him with big, almost fearful eyes.
âNo, youâre not too big and to be honest I absolutely donât give a fuck about it anyway, I just want you to cum all over my faceâ, heâs quick to reassure you yet again and this time you finally push yourself to just stop worrying and nod in response to his sweet words.
Kentaâs pretty lips stretch into the sweetest smile, deep dimples appearing on each side and you feel yourself falling for him all over again.
âIâm gonna take my shirt off, okay? If you donât feel comfortable, you donât have to do it, Baby, I just want to make you feel good.â As he speaks, his hands find the hem of his shirt before he pulls it over his head and finally reveals his toned, tattoo covered torso to your needy eyes.
âPleaseâ, is the only thing you can get out before you sit up on your knees and place both of your hands flat against his strong chest, gulping harshly at the feeling of his rapid heartbeat underneath your palm.
âOpen your mouth, angelâ, he whispers after waiting a few seconds to give you your time, âbe a good girl for me, yeah?â
You have absolutely no idea what he wants to do, your head spinning way too fast from all the arousal and adrenaline rushing through your veins, yet your body reacts to his words before you can realise it.
Kyoutani nods appreciatively as you part your soft lips and look at him with curious eyes, knocking the breath out of his lungs with just one single stare.
And as you try your best not to whimper when he pushes his hand into your panties, easily finding your cute little clit and applying just the right amount of pressure, Kyoutani puckers his lips and lets a thick drop of his spit fall onto the back of your tongue.
The feeling of his saliva slowly coating the hot muscle in your mouth has your cunt clenching even harder and you canât help but thrust your hips into his grip even further.
âLook at how needy my little princess isâ, Kyoutani teases and runs his strong fingers up and down your drenched slit, âyouâve made a mess of your panties, Baby. What a good girl you are.â
All you can do is listen and nod, your mouth still wide open, his spit sits on your tongue as your body waits for any sort of command from the lead singer in front of you.
âSwallow.â
With the word falling past his lips, Kyou wraps his hand around your throat and growls as soon as he feels the way you swallow every bit of his spit just like that.
Before you can think another thought, he pulls you into a needy kiss, pushing you even deeper into the haze of your arousal as he pushes his tongue into your mouth and gives you exactly what youâve been craving for so, so long
You shamelessly moan into his mouth, barely able to keep up with his fast pace from how much your head is spinning yet with every single kiss you feel your body getting hotter.
âThatâs my good girl. Now, if you keep doing so well for me, Iâm gonna give you my cock, too. You want that, donât you?â, Kyoutani nods along with you, his soft lips pouting slightly as he takes a step back and looks at you.
The two of you switch places, whereas you struggle to stay still from how bad your legs are already shaking as you take off your ruined panties, but as soon as Kentarou places his head on your soft pillow, you crawl back onto the bed, loving the way his hand never once stops touching any part of your body.
After taking another breath of courage, you sit yourself up and finally spread your legs over his perfect face, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over you once you realise just how wet you are.
âLook at this perfect cuntâ, but with just a few words, Kyoutani wipes away all your doubts.
"Fuck", you whimper as soon as Kentaâs hot breath meets your hot flesh, his face so incredibly close to your cunt, it you simply canât help but whimper.
âLook at my sweet, sweet girl", he whispers and slowly collects your arousal ok his pretty fingers before he pushes them into his mouth with his powerful gaze focused on your face, âmhm..just as sweet as I thought", he adds with a little smile.
Your fingers instantly wrap around the headboard of your bed the second his digits find your sensitive clit. Kyoutani doesn't even give you the time to get used to the feeling of his fingers against your flesh as he licks a long stripe over your drenched pussy. You throw your head back almost brutally, your hips moving against his skilled tongue the second he starts thrusting the muscle inside of your sensitive hole.
Kyoutani eats you out like a man starved, loud slurping noises, deep grunts and heavy moans as well as your high pitched whines and the pathetic attempts of saying his name being the only noises to fill the silence of your room.
Your hips seem to have a life of their own as they grind against his mouth in hopes of reaching your oh so desperately needed high. You feel yourself getting closer and closer, your orgasm so close you can literally taste it on the tip of your tongue and when he decides to insert two of his strong fingers, you know you're going to stumble over the edge head first.
Your cunt starts spasming around his digits every time Kenta grunts against you. As your moans get louder, your whimpers a lot needier and the grip on the headboard tighter, you slap a hand of yours over your mouth to muffle your noises.
You look down between your legs, his beautiful eyes focused on you and just as your lids are about to flutter shut, Kyoutani lifts your hips away from his mouth, leaving you high and dry just like that.
A loud whimper leaves your lips, your heart thrumming in your throat with your cunt clenching around nothing, the sudden ache in combination with the frustration literally sending tears into your eyes.
You press your thighs together with quiet sobs, "w-why?", you ask him with your voice dripping in arousal and just as you're about to bury your face in your arm to silence yourself, Kenta grabs your waist again, and pulls you onto his naked lap, his hard erection laying flat against his toned stomach; precum already staining the tanned skin of his stomach.
âI'm sorry, Baby", Kyoutani says and caresses your sides softly, "I need to be inside of you, pretty girl", he whispers and gently moves your hips to rub your cunt against his sensitive tip.
As soon as you feel his pulsing cock against your sensitive flesh, you bury your face in his neck and try your best to muffle your high pitched moans.
Itâs then that Kyoutani sits up with you in his arms before he takes your face into his big hands and finally pulls you into a needy kiss before he places a soft one on your forehead and then pushes you on the other side of your bed.
âGotta make sure you stay quiet, Babyâ, he whispers right into your ear and moving his hips in between your spread legs and gently slapping his cock against your cunt. You can tell how much heâs holding himself back from the thin layer of sweat covering his skin and his strong grip on your waist.
Your brain is so clouded by your arousal, you barely register his words, only remembering that he had said something when he suddenly pulls away and comes to sit on his knees with his pretty fingers firmly wrapped around his cock.
âYouâre â bigâ, you whisper and stare up at him, subconsciously pushing your shirt up and groping your tits as the arousal completely overwhelms you. With anybody else, you would have never done something so lewd and brave but with Kentarou, everything just feels natural.
âI know, Babyâ, he responds and teases your sopping wet hole with his leaking tip, looking up at you with flushed cheeks and needy eyes, âI havenât been with anybody in months, I promise. Please tell me youâre on the pill.â
âYes, yes, I am â please just fuck me alreadyâ, your words are basically slurred and rushed, not an ounce of composure left as you look at him.
Kyoutani is quick to spit on your drenched cunt, his hot saliva slowly dripping down your folds before he aligns himself up with your clenching hole, yet only pushes the tip in.
âKentaâ, you start whining way too loud, not even realising and caring even less, just wanting to feel what youâve been dreaming about for literal years.
Kyoutani however just takes a deep breath, obviously trying his very best to calm himself down and not just ram the whole of his length inside of you because he knows how careful he has to be.
It doesnât take him too long to regain his composure and place his big hand over your mouth after bending down to be as close to your face as possible.
âLook at, princessâ, he whispers and gives you another forehead kiss, slowly pushing his cock a tad bit deeper inside of you and without even realising, your eyes roll into the back of your head, âcome on, Baby, look at your boy, hm? Be good for me, look in my eyes when you take my cock.â
How could you ever deny him a request as sweet as this one?
Without missing another beat, your gaze meets his and just when youâre about to whimper from how soft the moment feels, Kyoutani thrusts his hips in just the right way, pushing almost his whole length into your sensitive cunt.
No matter how good youâve made yourself feel before this, nothing comes even close to the feeling of his tip grazing your sensitive walls, leaving a trail of precum inside of you and pushing you closer to the edge every time he twitches in response to your bodyâs reactions.
A row of muffled moans and grunts fills the silence in your room and you both try to take in the overwhelming feeling of being as close as never before, something you would have never imagined to become reality, which is probably why you feel yourself growing slightly lightheaded.
âGood girlâ, Kyoutani growls softly, bottoming out inside of you and letting out a guttural moan at the feeling of his tip grazing the entrance to your womb.
"Fuck, you're so fucking tight", he hisses through gritted teeth, giving you the time to adjust to his impressive size, your breaths hitching in your throat because of the amount of pleasure rushing through your veins.
âThatâs my good little slut, youâre taking my cock so well, Baby. Iâm so proud of youâ, Kyoutani mumbles against your cheeks before he starts slowly moving his hips.
âMore, Kenta, I want â ngh, fuck â need more", you whine and scratch your nails over the skin of his broad back when his movements start picking up pace.
His long and sensually slow strokes against the sensitive walls of your cunt give you a hard time focusing on anything else but him and his cock.
Kyou hums in satisfaction at your words, his thrusts even deeper than just a second prior and the way he pulls all the way out only to thrust into you with full force leaves you dizzy.
Your mouth falls open as his harsh pounding elicits loud (yet still muffled) whimpers from you with every single thrust and at this point, youâre way too far gone to realise how loud youâre being.
Kyou fucks you just how you needed it: edging you multiple times as he brings you close to your orgasm, only to pull away when you're about to let go.
Your cunt firmly clenched around his thick cock like a god damn vice, your whole body on fire with sweat dripping down your temples and your own drool coating your chin because of your inability to close your mouth.
"P-Please, Kenta", you whimper with a tiny voice the second he lifts his hand from your mouth,the taste of your orgasm coating your tongue because of how close you are.
âYou've been so good for me, Baby, so fucking good. Cum for me, show me how good I can make you feel", he orders and with the words leaving his beautiful lips, you finally stumble over the edge head first.
Waves of pleasure overwhelm your whole body, your sight turning blurry for a solid second as the intensity of your orgasm has you choking on your own breath.
You feel Kyouâs hungry gazes on you as he helps you ride out your orgasm. You take a deep breath after finally calming down again, your fingers finding his cheek before you look him in the eyes. A choked out moan leaves his lips before he buries his face in the crook of your neck, his hips stuttering as you apply pressure,
"Fuck, Iâm cumming", Kyoutani whispers, his voice is strained because of his heavy breathing and you can tell by his sloppy thrusts and soft whines he's about to reach his high.
âDo it, Kenta, need you to fill me up", you whisper into his open mouth, your lips connecting as you start swallowing his beautiful noises and with one last thrust, Kyouâs whole body tenses up before he cums inside of you, painting your cunt in the prettiest shades of white with the thick spurts.
Kyoutani throws his head back with a sharp inhale once heâs pulled out before his gaze shifts back between your legs and attentively observes the way his orgasm dribbles out of your tight cunt with his eyes gleaming in excitement.
You have absolutely no idea when or how you fall asleep, convinced Kyoutani has fucked you into the deepest sleep youâve ever experienced. What you do know is the fact that Kyoutani was calmly sleeping next to you, just to wake up to him being long gone.
You try not to worry too much about it, knowing how busy he is at the moment and calming yourself down with a shower and some fresh clothes.
âGood morning, Maâamâ, you say and wave at the girls before you turn to their mother, smiling gently at her as you hope she slept through everything that had happened last night.
âGood morning, sweetnessâ, she smiles back and hands you a cup of coffee, âTaniâs left already. He told me heâs going to stay at Yuujiâs tonight so we wonât have to wait for him, I thought Iâd let you know.â
And as she continues with her breakfast, you feel your heart sink into your stomach in the worst way possible when you manage to process her words.
Well....this seems to be innocent enough and if you have a problem with forced prost******** just don't read past the long long line of dots towards the end...it gets rather dark from then on :)
Warnings: 18+, ns.fw, dub.con, older man x younger woman
Pairing: Yakuza! Sakazuki x female reader
Word count: 2.5k
The first time you went to visit your friendâs house you were simply overwhelmed by the sheer luxury that had met you. Maybe you couldâve guessed by the fact that the entire property was surrounded by a huge wall, with an electric gate being the only way to access it (at least to your knowledge). The house was in a traditional Japanese style with a lot of wood, sliding doors and whatnot. And, of course, there had to be a koi pond and a small bridge leading over it. Your jaw had almost hit the floor.Â
Your friend looked at you almost apologetically when she saw your shocked expression, mumbling something about her father working in real estate. Unbeknownst to you he was actually the head of one of the biggest yakuza groups in Japan. You only found this irrelevant fact out two years later.Â
However, you have only met her father a couple of times but that alone was enough to scare you to death. His whole aura was practically screaming danger and the way he glared at you didnât do anything to make you feel at ease. As far as you could tell he didnât want you here. Though he never voiced anything like that (in front of you).Â
It all started in your second year of high school.
It was a particularly hot summer evening and the cicadas were drowning out every noise coming from behind the big wall surrounding the property. You and your friend were sitting on the roof of the building, something her father always told her not to do but for some reason he never actually did anything about it.Â
You two were watching the fireworks from afar, admiring the different colors and motives, gasping and oooh-ing and aaah-ing here and there and generally having a great time. The breeze playing with your hair from time to time felt refreshing to the otherwise humid air that surrounded you two and your clothes were sticking to your back, leaving darker spots on the fabric from the sweat.
While your friend was mesmerized by a set of golden fireworks exploding in short frequencies, your eyes caught a glimpse of something you had never dared to look at directly.
You didnât know that her father was actually home for once so seeing him standing on the patio surprised you a little. You felt your heart start to beat in your chest a little faster than usual and your palms felt sweaty all of a sudden. You couldnât help but be drawn to the sight of his bare upper body presenting itself to you.
You could see him from the side but this alone made your core start to ache for something youâve never felt before. His arms and as far as you could see his chest and back were all covered in traditional tattoos, forming what might be the most perfect piece of art youâve ever seen in your life.Â
You swallowed hard when he slowly turned around to go back inside, revealing a muscular chest and abs you thought only movie stars had. You almost  fell off the roof trying to take another look at the dangerous man and were caught by your friend who looked at you funny for almost falling off.Â
Since then, you simply couldnât get rid of the images ghosting through your mind, your fantasy trying to push you further and further to imagine more and more things about him. Once, he walked by you while you were at your friendâs house and you were able to breathe in the cologne he was wearing. This memory was also added to your fantasies, along with his deep voice scolding his daughter for neglecting her studies.Â
Late at night, when you parents were already asleep, you would slowly let your hand travel down your body, your eyes closed as you imagined it being his hands. You imagined how his strong and big hands grabbed you hard, his massive body hovering above you while his hips thrusted against you relentlessly.Â
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By the time you and your friend graduated high school you had fucked yourself on your fingers and various toys to the thought him making you cum over and over again. It was almost embarrassing if it wasnât for your deep desire to be with him.Â
Never once had you caught his attention other than being the annoying friend that was constantly over at his house and it made you feel frustrated. Â
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He wasnât stupid. The first time he caught you staring at him, trying to be sneaky he could tell you were interested in him. Some might think itâs charming to be admired by some teenager but he didnât. To him you were nothing more than some stupid brat that kept his daughter from studying. Once he even saw you snooping around and if he didnât notice you staring at one of the family pictures of him, his daughter and his deceased wife he mightâve thought you were a spy or something like that.
But by the way you bit your lip while one finger absentmindedly traced his face on the picture changed his mind. You were no spy. You were simply a child having too much free time and too much fantasy. Plus, he wouldnât waste any money to find out more about you.Â
However, a lot of things changed when you had your 18th birthday and his daughter begged him to let her throw you a party here. Sakazuki was a strict man who never tolerated anyone talking back but he couldnât deny his little girl when she looked at him with those big puppy eyes she got from her mother (plus she had a pretty good argument that it would be safer here than to celebrate anywhere else).Â
He wasnât there when everyone arrived, not being too fond of all the people in his house. He had some of his men watch the party and stand guard but other than that he left her and her friends alone.Â
Once he got back, the party was still going. He didnât like that his daughter was drinking alcohol but he also knew that she would do it either way so better here than anywhere else. He let his eyes wander over the drunk party guests before he planned to go to his office to finish some last work when someone bumped into him.Â
He looked down and saw you, giggling like a little girl, a feint red on your cheeks as you slurred and apology. He huffed annoyed and wanted to walk past you but the alcohol in your body made you brave (or stupid).Â
âThank you for lettinâ me have my party here.â You said, looking up at him, vision blurry and unfocused. Again, the yakuza huffed and tried to shove you to the side but you wouldnât let him. Annoyed, he grabbed you more harshly, his patience running thin as he tried to hold your hands in his while they were eager to touch you.
âDonât touch me.â He barked, ready to slap you. God, how much he wished you were one of his subordinated. He could simply have you cut off one of your fingers or maybe kill you immediately. But civilians, especially young women, were off limits in this case.Â
You were startled by his barked order and stood there for a moment like a deer in headlight. And as if something had clicked in your head that made you sober instantly, you stumbled away from him, fear written all over your face.Â
It wouldnât be the last time he would see you that night; when everyone had already left, your friend invited you to stay the night so you didnât have to go home all by yourself or call a taxi, you couldnât sleep and were instead standing on the patio where Sakazuki had once stood with his bare chest and muscular arms.Â
Your arms were resting on the railing from the patio as you brain slowly sobered up. The air around you had cooled down a little and the cool breeze made the big t-shirt you were wearing flicker. You didnât bother wearing pants, only your string was desperately trying to cover all the necessary private parts.Â
His eyes were glued to your form, the T-shirt, yet big not big enough to cover your ass from his gaze. It mustâve been something primal that started to burn inside him as his eyes slowly moved over every inch of exposed skin, his mind picturing himself grabbing your thigh, lifting your leg up in the air and pushing his dick inside of you as you scream out into the night. How tight you would feel around him, squeezing him while he pounded away.Â
The space in his pants became incredibly tight and he clenched his fists to release some tension but it didnât work. How long has it been? He couldnât remember. Plenty of opportunities but he was either too busy or said opportunity wanted x amount of money for her serviced. Sure, he could get them for free but why would he fuck someone who fucked others for a living? He had higher standards (not that an 18 year old girl that was his daughters best friend at that was that much better but at least you were no professional). And you would spread your legs willingly if he told you to.
You felt a cold shiver run over your body and you decided it was time to go back inside and finally get some rest. As you turned around you froze in your place as you saw the tall form standing not far from you in the doorframe leading to the inside. Your eyes were wide and grew even wider when realization hit that you werenât dressed particularly modestly. Your hands grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it down embarrassed, your face beet red as you lowered your head shamefully.Â
There was silence. A long silence. He didnât seem to want to speak and you didnât date to speak nor to move. The only way in was past the older man but you would need to get closer to him in order to actually pass him.Â
Sakazuki watched you squirm in your place, your hands trying to cover your lower body parts. By pulling your shirt down you automatically revealed more of your chest and your bare breasts that were not covered by a bra anymore since you took it off before. The yakuza boss took in a deep but silent breath, internally still contemplating what to do even though he had made up his mind 95%.
The other 5% were added when your slowly looked up at him, uncertainty and anxiousness plastered all over your face.Â
âUndress.â He heard himself order you.Â
Another shiver ran down your spine, this time from anticipation. His harsh eyes watched you intently and you could feel that he expected you to oblige and do as he say. When you still hesitated, he crossed his arms in front of his big chest, a frown forming on his face. Your body convulsed at the sight for a moment before a burning desire exploded inside of you.Â
Your hands now firmly grabbed the hem of your shirt and slowly started to pull it over your head and off before you shakily let it drop to the floor. Only in your string you stood in front of this much more mature man as his eyes hungrily roamed over your almost completely naked body.Â
Your skin was tingling and your nipples were hard from arousal, your string beginning to get wetter and wetter the longer he stared at you.Â
And then he started to move. One step at a time and with all the time in the world he came closer, uncrossing his arms on his way before he stopped in front of you, your breasts almost touching his body.Â
âIf you believe this will be anything more but a quick fuck you are mistaken.â He said, voice rumbling in his chest. You bit your lip and nod, the close proximity almost too much for you. Sakazuki growled and grabbed your chin with his hand harshly, forcing you to look up at him. âWhen I talk to you I expect an answer. Understood?â he hissed, his grip felt like it was trying to crush your face.Â
âUnderstood, sir!â you press out, your heart was hammering in your chest from fear and excitement. The yakuza boss huffed at your response. His has was still gripping your face but now he was moving your head from side to side, examining your neck first with his eyes and then with his free hand.Â
His palms were calloused (probably from working out a lot) but it left a nice sensation on your skin. In other circumstances you mightâve felt like some farm animal being inspected but right now you felt nothing but being desired by this man.Â
Sakazukiâs let his finger trail down your collar bone to your breast, felt it in his hand for a moment before he squeezed tightly, forcing a gasp out of your mouth. Another huff from his side, this time amused.Â
Your eyes were glued to his face as his lips turned upwards ever so slightly, making your heart skip a beat.Â
âGet on your knees.â
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You feel your body rock back and forth violently, forcing you back into reality, far away from this distant memory of the night that had changed everything.Â
The man above you grunts like a dying pig, letting you know that he is close. Finally, you think as you let out an obviously fake moan, your nails clawing at his back as his thrusts become more erratic.Â
When heâs gone you sit on the windowsill of the small room, a cigarette in between your lips as you look into the sky, wishing you could go back in time to this fatal night and undo everything.Â
No matter how good he had made you feel, no matter how much you had craved his body, no matter how much money he had promised â you would rather jump off that patio from his house half naked and climb the stone wall than ever agree to be fucked by him on that same patio. But you canât go back in time. You canât get back what he has taken. You canât get back to the life you used to have. And you can never cleanse off the dirt of all those men he had sold you to like the fucking whore you are.Â
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