that's great!! i am glad, i really enjoy your writing :)
would it be alright to request something along the lines of: “Where do you want me to touch you?” “I don’t know and I don’t care — I just want your hands on me. Please.”
with a fem! reader for tensei and like idk maybe with some friends to lovers/secret pining as like a backstory/context? :)
tensei iida x [fem]reader
warning(s): suggestive content, best friends -> ?, mutual pinning, theyve kissed before but like in a best friend™ way, cliff hanger cuz i said so, non-established relationship.
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a/n: oh yea. i like this one LOLL. i'll make a part 2 if the ppl want it. the idea immediately popped up to write this and i love you for that mama. thank you, anon!
every week or so you like to visit your good friend Tensei.
either helping him out around the house, hanging out with him or just occupying his space just because you can. sometimes it wasn't just you and him of course, sometimes a few other friends or his family accompanied the visits so you were more than comfortable in his space.
this evening was like a few others before. you had also gotten into the habit of stopping off at his place before going out since he lived closer to the areas in the city where you often hang out around with your friends. half the time he'd see you, he'd refer to you as his 'roommate' just to tease you. which was kind of true—he did leave a room just for you. not that you used it often, opting to stay with his room instead.
"Hey, at least I replenish your snacks and drinks when I come by during the week." You chuckled, nonetheless still raiding his cabinets for something to eat before supposedly having to head out.
you frown upon not seeing the one snack you wanted, and it was such a deep craving that you were banking on being in stock here. "Ten, where are the American Cheeto Puffs?"
"They're uhhh-" Tensei racks his head tryna remember. he scratches his head as he tries to come up with it. "...you shouldn't even be eating them that much anyways."
"Not the answer I'm looking for," You huff in frustration and stand up with your hands on your hips. you push your mouth from side to side as you thumb through the fridge for whatever reason, wanting to find anything savory at this point. hell, you could even eat some pickles right now.
your agitated groan reaches the living room and he lazily tilts his head in interest, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "Still can't find it?"
your socked feet softly patters against the hardwood floor in a weak rage, and you soon grace his line of vision. dressed in an outfit that left almost nothing to the imagination, your inconvenienced expression amuses him to no end. he whistles as he unashamedly looks you up and down in admiration.
"May I ask what shoes you're wearing with that get up you got going on?"
"Bestie's who have the stash only get that answer." you grumble as you plop down next to him and place his legs in your lap. you mindlessly stroke his leg like you usually do, pouting as you stare ahead at the TV.
"The prettiest girl on planet."
"Oh god." You laugh at his horrible pickup line, sitting up just to slap him on the chest and he catches your hand before you can pull away.
"Come on, what's the real problem?" Tensei asks as he lowers the volume on the TV, fully turning his attention towards you. "usually you're a bit more—"
"Hyped up for a night out? yea, Sayaka cancelled last minute even though I've been looking forward to this alllll month!"
"does my gorgeous, amazing and silly friend want me to take her out instead?" Tensei's thumb strokes the back of your hand and you giggle from the gesture.
"no, i wanted to go out and club n i know you hate clubbing. plus most restaurants are closing around this time..." you roll your eyes and squeeze his hand for reassurance.
"is there anything else I could do for you, N/N?"
you softly bite your lip as you think about it though. the cravings, the intense hunger, the mood sensitivity and the need to pounce on anything. Tensei was your best friend—well is your best friend. you've known him since childhood and you'd rather crawl in a hole and die before admitting that your swinging moods had everything to do with your bubbling hormones. it didn't help that he was also handsome, kind, funny, worth the company and did you mention, handsome?
your eyes lost focus as it trailed its way from his eyes, to his eccentric eyebrows, to the cute nose he has before your gaze finally lands on the lips you've been wanting to actually kiss instead of leaving chaste and friendly pecks here-there. you bite your lip as you think about how they feel, how they taste. you know he's been getting his for years. he's never had to struggle with that department.
you on the other hand feels like you're up for slaughter and that nobody's hungry. you've been in a dry spell for how long? and tonight you were banking on some fun however way that could show up.
just as you were about to fill in the gap with something irrelevant, those same lips you've spent foolishly daydreaming about for eons places themselves right on you. before you can even register it, his lips aren't on you anymore, gone before you can even kiss him back. you gape like a fish as you try to make sense of it and he laughs at your expression.
you angrily pout at him and playfully shove him back against the couch. "what was that for?!"
"sorry, you were just sitting there looking like you were frozen in time," Tensei laughs and gives your hand a squeeze. "I won't do it again-"
"no no, please." you lick your lips in remembrance of where his once were. "i just need you to touch me again... please."
Tensei shifts a bit when he sees how serious you are, eyes softening into one of devotion and something more lustful than that. he never thought a day like this would grace itself but he wasn't going to complain. the woman he has loved practically his whole life was now abundantly making it clear on what she wanted.
"where do you want me to touch?" he asks.
he gives you his hands and you blink away the most pathetic, touch starved tears that gathered at the corner of your eyes. you look at his soft lips once more before looking back at him as your place his large hands to grope your chest. you softly simper at the touch and revel in the feeling of him giving them a soft squeeze.
"I don't know and I don't care — I just want your hands on me. please."
