Blue Lock boys overhear your conversations and think you hate how they fuck you
Ft. Bunny Iglesias, Sae Itoshi, Vivian Hugo, Michael Kaiser
Bunny Iglesias
Bunny was on top of you, thrusting achingly slow, and just the tip at that. It was driving you mad. This wasn’t like your boyfriend at all. Sure he took his time with you but by now he’d have your face smashed into the pillow dumping load after load into you. So what the fuck had gotten into him?
It was killing you. Your arousal was dripping onto the sheets while he teased you with just the tip. Your face was hot and your body was squirming, looking for any sort of release.
“Mm-Bunny…go all the way baby,” You whined, arching your back so his cock would slip in a little further.
But Bunny just pulled back, continuing to tease you with just his tip prodding in and out of your entrance.
“What’s wrong Princesa? I thought you didn’t like it rough.” He stopped moving all together and looked at you pointedly.
You whined at the loss of the small movement that was keeping you somewhat sane. What was he talking about? He knows you love it when he fucks you rough, he knows you absolutely love having your legs thrown over his shoulders while he thrusts into you. Half of the time when you see him all you think about is his biceps choking you while he drills into you from behind.
“What?” You asked aloud, confused.
Bunny leaned back, pulling out of you, “I heard you say to your friend on the phone the other day ‘I hate that he’s so rough’. So I decided to not be rough, since you hate it so much,” He explained, crossing his big arms over his bare chest while turning his head away from you, a small pout and light blush on his face.
You blinked and stared at your boyfriend. “Bunny” You cooed, reaching to run a hand down his bicep. “I was talking about our professor, we were complaining about how tough he grades” You stifled a laugh watching Bunny’s pout drop and face blush deeper.
“You weren’t speaking about me?” He asked, arms still crossed across his scarred chest.
“Of course not handsome. I love when you’re rough.” You laughed lightly at him, “I didn’t even say ‘rough’ I said ‘tough’”
“English isn’t my first language,” He replied, grabbing your legs and throwing them on his shoulders.
He thrust in slowly, his cock finally stretching you open as he buried himself to the hilt inside your pussy. You let out a soft moan, digging your nails into his shoulders as your pussy squelched, your arousal coating his thick cock.
“Let me redeem myself Cariño” He spoke before catching your lips in a kiss.
Sae Itoshi
Everybody knows Sae to quiet and reserved. Not shy, but always saying less than necessary.
But when you two got intimate it would be one of the few times he’d let loose and let his sounds spill freely from his lips while he was sheathed inside you.
It took months of your prodding and persuading but he finally felt comfortable enough around you to be vulnerable in that way.
So why the fuck was he quiet as a mouse while you were riding him. He could never keep quiet while you were on top.
Your brows furrowed as you looked at him, gently bouncing up and down his length. His head was turned away from you, refusing to make eye contact, and his jaw was clenched. He did feel it, he was stifling his moans on purpose. You for the life of you just couldn’t understand why.
So you did the only rational thing: you began bouncing and grinding harder, moaning his name obscenely, and digging your nails into his chest.
He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment and grabbed the pillow beside his head and covered his face to stifle a moan. You heard a soft vibration move through the pillow, as he clutched it with both hands.
You stopped moving and yanked the pillow off his face, “What is wrong with you today?!” You asked your boyfriend, bewilderment and slight anger in your voice.
“Nothing.” He mumbled with a scowl on his face, turning his head away from you again.
You grabbed his chin and forced his head to face you, “What’s wrong?” You asked, a little bit more sincere this time.
He tried to look away again but you kept your grip on his jaw firm.
Sae let out a sigh, “I heard you say to your friend you hate how loud I get, when I went to pick you up yesterday,” He mumbled.
You looked at him, confused for a moment.
Then you remembered, “Oh Sae, baby, that wasn’t about you hun, it was about this annoying try-hard at work. He always talks super loud and then I can’t ever hear what customers are saying.” You cooed gently, pushing his messy hair back.
“Oh” He stared up at you, embarrassed, “Sorry” He said, blushing, turning his head away from you.
“It’s okay,” You replied, caressing his cheek and slowly moving your hips again, grinding down on his cock.
This time he gripped your hips tightly and whimpered proudly as your pussy clenched around him like a vice.
But you better not tell anyone Sae Itoshi does anything but brood around all day.
Michael Kaiser
“Mihay…I’m tired” You whine.
You’ve been bouncing up and down on your boyfriend’s dick for what feels like hours now, and usually when you’d mention being tired he’d switch positions without complaint, but today he was being unusually cruel, refusing to give your tired legs a break.
“Keep going Schatz, this is what you wanted, isn’t it?” Michael spoke from under you.
He was resting lazily on the silk sheets, looking up at you with a look that was a mix between smugness and disappointment? His hands were behind his head and he was barely letting out any noise, bitting down on his tongue to make sure of it too.
You didn’t have the energy to ponder about it, the pleasure coursing through your body and the burn in your legs was all you could feel at the moment.
“Mihya pleease. I can’t keep going.” You cried out in frustration.
Michael just looked at you with an eyebrow raised. When it was clear your boyfriend wasn’t going to step in anytime soon you got off of him and collapsed on the bed with a huff.
Michael leaned over, hovering on top of you, “Bet you won’t complain about me always being on top now, will you Schatzi?” He said with a smirk.
You looked up at him with furrowed brows, catching your breath, and waiting for the feeling to come back into your legs, “Mihya what’re you talking about?”
Michael looked offended beyond belief, “Do you think I’m stupid Schatz? I heard you talking to your friend the other day saying ‘Oh I hate how he always has to be on top all the time’. So I only gave you what you wanted.”
You stared up at him and hit his chest lightly, “Now I really do think you’re stupid Mihya, I wasn’t even talking about you! I was talking about this guy in my lecture who’s a total teachers pet. God if you’re gonna eavesdrop at least listen to the whole thing” You said, rolling your eyes.
“Oh” He stared at you deadpan, his pride wounded because he was wrong, “So you don’t hate it when I’m on top of you?” He asked, trying to regain some of his dignity.
“Oh course not Mihya,” You replied, wrapping your arms around him to pull him onto you, “I love when you’re on top,” You kissed him then, pulling his chest flush to yours.
“So we can continue?” He said, not really asking for permission because he knew your answer.
Before you could respond he slowly slid into you, looking down at your figure laid so beautifully on the pillows under him, right where you belong.
Vivian Hugo
Vivien was thrusting into you, huffing lightly and letting out a breathy moan here and there.
But something was wrong.
He refused to look at you and his hands stayed planted firmly on the sheets beside your head, refusing to touch you.
Your stomach was churning and your mind was racing thinking of anything you could’ve done to make him behave like this.
Normally, your boyfriend would hold you close, his hands exploring your body, and his onyx staring into yours as he thrust into you. In fact, he’d throw a fit if you even asked to do doggy because he couldn’t see your face properly, so what the fuck was his problem right now?
“Vivi,” You whined quietly under him. Your hands moved up his biceps and grabbed his shoulders, “Vivian,” You spoke again as your right hand reached up and cupped his face. You pulled his face down to look at you and he immediately closed his eyes.
Your heart broke.
“Vivian, stop” You called out, squeezing your legs against his waist, hoping to get him to slow down.
He stilled, but stayed sheathed inside you. He finally looked down at you, concern lacing his features, “What wrong?” He asked, genuine concern in his voice.
Your eyes were watery and you bit your lip before you spoke, trying to stop the tremor in your voice, “Why won’t you look at me? Or touch me? Did I do something?” You asked quietly, tears threatening to spill down your face.
Vivian’s face dropped when you spoke. His eyes widened in horror and you could almost hear his heart shatter hearing your words.
“Mon chou, don’t cry” He said, cupping your cheek, “I thought you didn’t want me to touch you? I didn’t want to cross any boundaries”
You stared at each for a moment with mirroring expressions of utter sadness and confusion. You’ve been together for 2 years! What could he possibly be on about?!
“Why wouldn’t I want you to touch me?” You asked, breaking the silence.
Vivians throat bobbed before he spoke, “When I picked you up from campus yesterday you were speaking with your friend and I heard you say ‘It’s so creepy how he makes eye contact and then touches me.’ I thought you were speaking of me. I was confused you even wanted to go this far today. I thought I you were beginning to get sick of me.”
Your eyes widened in remembrance, “Noo, Vivi, no. I wasn’t speaking about you. I was talking about this barista at the coffee shop on campus. He flirts with me all the time and when he hands me my drink he always makes direct eye contact and touches my hand. We were talking about how creepy his behaviour is” You trailed off, biting your lip.
“So I don’t disgust you?” Vivian asked quietly.
“Of course not! I love when you look into my eyes and touch me” You replied shyly.
“Do I need to deal with this barista that bothers you?” He asked, the newfound reassurance lighting up his face.
You laughed and smiled up at him, “How about you fuck me properly first. We can deal with everything else later,” You replied, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.
Vivian kissed you like a man starved. His tongue slid into your mouth as he slowly began thrusting into you again, his hands all over your body now, caressing and squeezing.
He moaned against your mouth, “I love you,” He breathed against your lips.
“Love you more,” You breathed out as he kissed down your neck to make up for the lost time.
Idek what this is man.
I was too tired to comprehend a title
Not proofread
I need to sleep foreverrrrr.
Need Vivian sososo bad, need those big ahh hands all over me.
Okay byeee, hope u liked this divas
