Tags: Established relationship. Tooth rotting fluff. Gets a lil PG-13 but no actual smut. Kissing. Dry humping if you squint?
Notes: I have literally not written an actual fic/drabble for nearly 15 years, and never a reader insert. Please be nice or I might cry lmao.
It started on the sofa, your leg lazily thrown over his as you snuggled into his chest, his back pressed against the cushions of the corner seat. There was an old film playing in the background, something from before the days of Sibyl. It was one of his picks, not that either of you were particularly paying any attention right now. You and Arata didn't often get to spend time together like this, just doing nothing, but enjoying each other's company. You sigh softly as he combs his fingers through your hair, and places a gentle kiss to the top of your head.
"I needed a day like this with you" he almost whispered. You knew Arata had a very stressful job working for the MWPSB as an inspector, his days were often long and his workload intense. Especially recently. But he always had you to come home to, and for him, that made it all worth it.
He catches you as you're struggling to keep your eyes open. You couldn't help it, Arata was just naturally such a warm and soft presence, it was hard not to just melt into his arms. "Y/N, sweetheart? Are you even watching this?" He asked, feigning offense at the idea you weren't appreciating his choice of film. You simply shook your head, earning a giggle from the man underneath you. "That's fine, me neither" he replies before switching the TV off entirely.
He brings himself up from his slouched position in the corner, legs outstretched, and pulls you in closer. You were essentially straddling him at this point, not that Arata particularly minded much. "You're way more interesting, anyways" he murmured between the string of kisses he was planting from your lips up to your ear, one hand on the back of your neck, the other on your waist, bringing you in closer still.
You shivered. Arata's touch was always gentle, yet somehow electric. You pressed yourself into him, knocking his hips with your own, earning you a wonton groan from the young man. The friction was incredible, enough to break Arata from his innocent, affectionate stupor. Without even thinking, he brought his hips up to meet your own, revelling in the pleasure it brought you both.
"Arata..." You let out in a breathy sigh, your boyfriend's cheeks now tinted a soft red. He pulled back a little and averted his eyes, a coy smile upon his face. "You're so cute when you act all shy," you teased, rolling your hips into him once more. Arata buried his head in your neck, mumbling something to the effect of "...am not", before peppering kisses across your collarbone. You arch your body into his, pressing into his lap, and feeling the warmth of his hard-on through his track shorts, against the inside of your bare thigh.
I'm gonna leave it there as idk how to finish it ajdjfjdjs
also post it elsewhere and I'll have your kneecaps
