Tags: fem!reader, more dom!gyu, college au but not super heavy, fluff and smut, he’s not like a CREEP creep but he’s definitely kinda weird, he’s just lonely :(
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When you first got with Gyutaro, everyone said you were fucking crazy. I mean, this is the guy who skulks around campus without talking to anyone, tall as hell with a mean ass scowl, birthmarks littering his gangly body, and just generally one of those guys that avoids everyone and everyone avoids him. It’s a miracle you even got yourself close to him, let alone in an actual relationship.
But what they don’t know is that Gyutaro is a fucking catch. He doesn’t talk to anyone? Cool, he’s not cheating. Mean fucking face? It softens up when he looks at you. Birthmarks? You love them. And his body? Under those baggy hoodies and pants, he’s actually fucking jacked- although it’s mostly from his work (and the fights he denies getting in). Sure, he’s not ‘popular’, but that’s not much of an issue to you or him.
He’s a sweetheart, really. Gyutaro’s used to taking care of people, considering he’s his younger sister’s full time guardian. He “knows what girls like”, per his own analysis of himself…and most of the time, he’s actually right. He knows aaaaall about every little thing other guys his age tend to avoid- mainly things surrounding your period, but he also understands your wariness about certain things like going out at night or empty lots or just men in general. You don’t even have to say anything- he just knows.
In fact, sometimes it’s like he knows a little too much. Like when you change your lotion or perfume. He can smell the difference in an instant. Or when you change your route on the way to class, and he texts asking where you’re going even if he’s nowhere near you. Gyutaro just cares like that, y’know?
He shows he cares in lots of ways besides paying attention, too. Like when he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest, taking deep breaths of your scent as he buries his face in your neck. He also likes caressing your skin, muttering how you’re just “too good for someone like him” as he cradles your face in his hands. Gyutaro’s favorite thing, though, is when he holds you so tight you physically can’t get away- because he’s way stronger than people think- your body squirming against his as you giggle and beg to be let go.
That’s not to say he doesn’t have his problems, though. His temper runs as deep as his insecurities, and those are rooted in the core of his very being. Gyutaro would never hurt you, no, but it stings as much as a slap when he cries or yells that he’s “not good enough” or that you’re “gonna leave for someone better” or that he’s “not sure if he’d survive if you ever left.” It’s not his fault he had a rough time growing up, though.
In those times, it’s important to stay gentle with him. Let him yell, let him cry, let him doubt, but let him in. Gyutaro craves that reassurance, your soft voice and soft hands and soft body all accepting him in a way no one else ever has. He’d take your hands in his as you wipe his tears, his kiss hard and desperate and messy as he kisses you. Let him pin you down, let him touch you, let him remind himself that you’re all for him.
He’s rough, most of the time. He likes making you moan and cry and scream his name- only his name. He likes the way you open up and let him inside so willingly, as if he deserves such a blessing. He likes the way you let him grope and grab and pull wherever he can reach. He likes the way you take every thick inch of him like it’s everything you’ve ever wanted. But most of all, Gyutaro likes the way you hold onto him- his broad shoulders, his hands, his hair, his arms. You touch him with affection, with want, instead of the disgust he’s so used to, and it makes his heart ache.
He’s letting you know it too. With your legs over his shoulders, the headboard slamming into the wall, his arms wrapped around you like a lifeline, his cock shoving into you with every devastating thrust, his voice cracking as he pants and growls in your ear. “A-ah!- I don’t d-deserve this-.” “Feels s-so good- ngh!” “Hold me- mm!- t-tighter-.” “Don’t l-leave me- hah!- say you’ll never leave m-me-.”
After he’s pumped buckets of cum into you, he still doesn’t let go. Gyutaro could hold you for hours- days- after fucking you like that. He doesn’t pull out either, keeping you plugged up with his cum and letting it settle inside you. He’d press kisses to your face, his hands gentle now as they run over your sore hips and thighs, his voice soft and breathless as he apologizes for getting rough and asks desperately if you liked it- if you still like him.
You do, of course. Your fingertips trace delicately around his birthmarks, over the hard lines of his body, before interlocking with his own and squeezing. Gyutaro melts at the soft affection, his face falling into the crook of your neck as he absorbs the feeling of your love, groaning that it just “hurts how much he loves you…”
Yeah…no one in the whole world knows how much of a catch Gyutaro is…except you.
Men who say women only like conventionally attractive men are so fucking stupid lmfao I would hop on Gyutaro's dick so quick call me the thunder hashira with my speed
Men who say women only like conventionally attractive men are so fucking stupid lmfao I would hop on Gyutaro's dick so quick call me the thunder hashira with my speed
