shidou grinds your body against his, making sure you feel his cock throb against your core even through the flimsy fabrics of your bikini and his trunks. “come on, baby. it’ll give me an excuse to grope you,” he insists, “i could give ya a different kind of white cast.”
“r–ryu…” you whine, trying to escape his grip.
“please, baby. come on,” he begs, his hips lifting to meet yours once more as he grinds, “‘m so hard right now, it hurts.” shidou presses his face into your neck, pressing down on your lower back to arch your body against his.
“we’re in public, you horndog. we can’t—“
shidou’s chest rumbles as he chuckles deeply, “you tryna convince me or yourself, baby?” he asks, already groping your ass as he places open mouth kisses on all over your neck, then down to your collarbone.
“ryu—!”
before you can even continue, shidou silences you by slipping in two fingers.
“shiiiit, you’re so wet, mami. don’t tell me you were tryna hide this sweet, leaking pussy from me?” he groans, “i’m fucking offended.”
his coarse digits continue exploring your insides, scissoring you before pressing his thumb against your clit.
“mmpgh—! baby..!” you try your hardest not to thrash, your body limping as you fall helplessly against him.
“nah, you don’t get to call me that right now. you think i can’t take care of your pussy, hm?” he asks condescendingly, “that what you’re sayin’, slut? ‘cause that’s what i’m hearing.”
“n–no… it’s just… f–fuck, yes—!” you squeal uncontrollably before biting your tongue and gulping, “no, no… we’re just… in public, baby…”
“told you not to fuckin’ call me that, didn’t i?” his tone is angry as he quickens his pace, and if you weren’t shaking before, you definitely are now. “y’don’t fucking deserve it.”
“ngh—! i’m sorry..!” you nuzzle against his chest, hands balled into fists as you cried against him. “msorrymsorrymsorry…” you repeat, practically praying, “plea— fuck, ryu… please let me c–cum, please… ‘m so… so close!”
“fuuuuck, yeah. cum for me, baby, go ahead. show me what a slut you are, getting off on my fingers in public,” he hisses, his breath labored as he grinds his cock against your thigh.
“ryu—! right there..! oh my—!” you arch impossibly harder, your hands crawling behind his neck and onto his nape as you scratch his scalp with your nails. you bite down on his shoulder blades to silence yourself, or at least minimize your voice…
“there ya go, baby. so good f’me…” shidou sighs a breath of relief, pulling his slimy fingers out. “fuuuck, so wet.”
“ryu, people are staring…” you press your face onto his neck in an attempt to hide yourself, but shidou only hoists you up and fixes your posture.
your boyfriend ryusei shidou comes home after an intense match with a lot of pent up energy to get rid of
cw ⋆.˚ smut, female!reader, established relationship, teasing, dirty talk, just a lot of sex all over the fucking apartment (kitchen, couch, floor, bedroom), fingering, squirting, choking, pet names (baby, sweet thing, sweetheart, pretty girl), nipple play, hair grabbing, piv, unprotected sex (wrap it up), praise, oral (f), multiple orgasms, creampie, cum eating, pussy slapping, mating press, backshots, prone bone, overstimulation, he just ruins the fuck out of you
wc ⋆.˚ 2.6k
a/n ⋆.˚ god i fucking need the crazy bitch to destroy me immediately
you know better than to egg on your boyfriend further when he’s high off of an intense game. he’s singing at the top of his lungs, yelling insults to nobody out of the car window as he– surprisingly, given his manic state of mind– transports you two home safely.
but, the way he’s glistening in sweat and the intoxicating musky scent of his salted skin and residual cologne reaches your nose is driving you insane. and you, in fact, don’t know better in that moment.
“mmm, bet it feels so good to win, baby,” you purr only seconds after stepping into the apartment, leaning over the marble island in the kitchen with your elbows planted on the patterned surface, purposefully sticking your ass out.
every fiber of his being is throbbing, rushing with adrenaline, as he drops his duffle bag by the front door before kicking it shut. “you fuckin’ know it.” he grins, wild and free.
“why don’t you come get your reward?” you smirk, licking your lips hungrily as you wiggle your ass temptingly a bit more.
his eyes are loaded with lust and lack of self-control as he inches closer to you, caging his arms on either side of your body. he slides his aching bulge against your clothed ass, slow and deliberate, hissing before he drops his mouth beside your ear.
“my reward, huh?” he chuckles, nibbling on the helix, “what do you have f’me?”
you’ve been dating shidou long enough to know that he is crazy far beyond his striking, noisy personality, and he is never one to shy away from showcasing that in the bedroom.
he hasn’t touched you like that in a while, though, having been so caught up in the soccer season with training and the like that you rarely have time as of late. if you do have the opportunity to have sex, it’s either slowly on the brink of exhaustion and him falling asleep in the middle of it or a quickie to fire him up before practice.
your body is craving so much more, salacious emotions rushing through your veins to no end.
and now, shidou’s energy is extending far past how it has been recently, so by all means, how could you pass up the opportunity?
“take me,” you thrum, throwing your ass back against him and he sucks in his teeth. “do whatever the fuck you want to me, i’m all yours.”
he coos in amusement as he leans back up. “shit, you’re givin’ me a lot of free reign here. you sure you want that?”
your stomach twists. is he insinuating that he’s only been showing you the tip of the iceberg this whole time? “is there a reason i shouldn’t?” you tease, turning your head to look over your shoulder at him.
“dunno,” he shrugs, but his smile says otherwise. it’s sick and dark and you’re already dripping at what it might mean. “there’s still a lot you haven’t seen yet.”
your eyes perk up, then you straighten yourself out and turn your body around to face him. you grip the collar of his shirt and force him down from your level, taking him by surprise. “well, what are you waiting for?” you hum, breath ghosting his lips as your eyes flicker to them. “give me everything you’ve fucking got.”
his laugh is raucous just before he slams his lips onto yours, one hand chasing your throat as the other grabs your ass to pick you up and place you atop the island. his arm slides behind your back to assist you safely as he flattens it onto the cool surface with careful force by your neck, gripping your thigh only seconds later to pull your lower body aggressively towards him to hang off the edge just enough to allow him easier access. he steps between your parted thighs, clashing his teeth against yours as he dips his hand beneath your panties recklessly– thank fuck you decided to wear a skirt– pinching and rubbing all along your puffed clit while his fingers tighten around your pulse point.
you groan, toes curling already as he rips your panties off of you, bunching your skirt up around your waist to make space for his hands to reach every inch of your sopping cunt. his fingers are lewd and merciless, palm smacking against your delicate nub with each determined thrust inside of your hole. your body is recoiling, choked sobs passing through your mouth into his as he takes you without reservation, making sure the apartment is full of the greedy squelch of your slick.
“fuck,” he moans against your lips, “you’re fuckin’ drippin’ all over my damn hand, baby, and you’re not even comin’ yet.” he picks up his pace, ruthless and voracious, as he sends curls deep into your throbbing walls. you cry out, back arching off the countertop. “jesus,” he huffs, the sounds of your splashing arousal growing louder by the second, “fuck, c’mon, sweet thing,” he grits his teeth, sucking on your tongue with resolve, hand around your throat holding you possessively in place. he breaks the kiss so he can lift his head and look at you, smiling heinously as your eyes role violently with each brutal punch of his digits. “you’re so pretty like this,” he sings, “like you’re losin’ your fuckin’ mind over these damn fingers. so fucked out and precious.”
“fuck, ryu!” you scream, digging crescents into his shoulders, ungodly sounds spilling off of your tongue, “i’m gonna fucking c–come!”
“let me see it, baby,” he taunts, “soak my hand with that pretty fuckin’ pussy of yours f’me.”
the coil in your stomach finally snaps with a sharp cry, cum splattering out of your hole all over his palm and the kitchen floor.
“thaaat’s it,” he drags, huffing out an elated laugh, “fuckin’ filthy, mmm’gonna ruin this sweet cunt for fuckin’ hours tonight.”
you wrap your legs around his torso as he’s tearing away you from the kitchen counter, bodies stumbling across the tile floor towards the living room while he filthily sucks your release off of his fingers. “tastes like fuckin’ heaven, baby.” he lands a seat on the couch as he sets you down onto your feet, desperately pulling at your clothes to get them off of you. you oblige, ridding your shirt and skirt hastily, him doing the same with his workout clothes. he’s yanking you to straddle his lap before you have a second to breath once you’re fully bare, his thick cockhead brushing teasingly against your clit once you’re sat on him. you let out a whimper, and shidou twitches beneath you.
“gonna make me come just from hearin’ those slutty little sounds, sweetheart,” he licks his lips, “won’t you be a good girl and let me fill up your cunt when i do?” he leans forward to slide his tongue across your supple breasts, sucking sloppily at your perked nipples with loud, satisfied groans. “you’re so fuckin’ beautiful.”
you tug at his hair, grinding your hips along his thick base, sweet whines pouring out of your mouth. “fuck, p–please,” you huff, “need your cock, baby– want you to stuff me full.”
he leans back against the couch to reposition himself, sliding into your honeyed cunt with ease and a gratified exhale. “so tight f’me,” he grunts, “sorry i haven’t been payin’ her enough attention these days.” he grips your hips and slams his cock against your cervix, your body falling limp into his chest from the intense pleasure. he chuckles, moving to grab your hair and nape of your neck to continue his brutal blows inside your warm walls. you unceasingly clench around him. “fuck, she’s so happy to see me.”
spit dribbles down your chin as he pistons his thick, leaky cock into your hole, animalistic growls erupting from his throat while he’s filling every inch. his bulbous tip drags against your gummy spot and you scream, beginning to meet his thrusts halfway as you slide along him pathetically.
“mmm’fuck!” you gasp, squeezing his length selfishly, “feels so– ah, ah– jesus christ!”
he grits his teeth as he drives into your tummy, head pushed back enough to watch the way your face twitches so beautifully. your jaw is slack and your eyes are so glossy with lust that he’s so fucking close.
“fuck, fuck,” he moans, pulsing into your crevices, “‘m gonna stuff this fuckin’– ngh– you feel so perfect, i c–can’t stop.” he’s focused on nothing else but slamming his hips against you, the filthy pornographic plaps of his fat cock stretching you out with each brutal thrust. his thick vein catches your inner ridges and he chokes, hips stuttering violently as he spills hot, creamy white into your hole. “fuck!” he cries, shallow drives into you riding him through his high. he sucks in his teeth and pulls back to watch how you spread his cum all over his now creamy cock, and he’s huffing loudly, so sensitive and itching to feel you more.
he senses you beginning to drip around him, picking you up with resolve as he drops your bodies onto the floor, forcing your legs over his shoulders while he stuffs your sopping cunt erratically, thumb pressed firmly against your puffy clit. you sound and feel like sin; shidou’s growls are loud and echoing off the apartment walls as you start shaking violently.
“c’mon,” he huffs, sliding his engorged tip along your pleasure point, “squirt all over this fuckin’ dick, baby, let me see you.”
“ryu!” you cry his name, heat in your stomach twisting viciously, “‘mmm’so close–”
he sends a slap to your cunt and you scream, finally releasing hot splashes of your sweet juice down the sides of his cock. he’s laughing, blissed out by the way you feel around him, so warm, wet, and wrecked.
he can’t help it. his groans are piercing as he comes again, a seemingly never ending stream of hot white filling your assaulted hole to the brim. “such a good girl,” he grits, “see how you’re takin' me? fuck, she’s suckin’ me in. so damn greedy.”
he pulls out of you abruptly then dips his head down to your ruined cunt, sloppily licking and sucking at your folds to swallow every drop of your cum and his own.
“give me another,” he murmurs, quick kitten-licks flicking into your sensitive clit and you choke, hands flying into his hair and pulling at it hard as you spill into his mouth, body vibrating and toes curling from your orgasm.
“more,” you whimper, bliss flowing through your veins, “i–i want more.”
in that moment, shidou snaps– something you haven't see from him yet– and he yanks you up with him from the floor, carrying you rushing into the bedroom. you barely make it there before he has you thrown onto the mattress, ass up and face pressed into the sheets by firm grip of his broad palm splayed across the back of your skull.
“you want me to destroy you, that what you’re lookin’ for?”
he slides his fingers through your sensitive folds while he grips your hair and you sob. “please, yes! fuck– ruin me, baby!”
his smile is ominous and powerful, another slap to your cunt pulling a loud cry out of you.
“this will be fun.” he hums.
the air is ripped from your lungs as shidou slams into you, tip meeting your cervix with an unforgiving punch. your body jolts and you grip the sheets, drool coating the cotton. he doesn’t start steady, no, he drives into you at full force, pelvis slapping diabolically against your plush ass with each thrust.
his fingers play with your abused clit, body crying out in pleasure with each calculated circle, walls pulsing wildly around his thick cock as the searing stretch courses through your veins. it’s been far too long that your cunt is still fighting to adjust to his size.
“jesus christ,” he moans, “pussy’s workin’ so hard to t–take all of me,” throwing your ass back against him by the ruthless rubs on your bundle of nerves, “love you and this pretty little cunt s’fuckin’ much.”
“it’s so s–sensitive,” you hiccup, surprised you were even able to get the words out. he groans loudly as you clench around his leaky cock, white blobs of precum spreading along his length with your pussy. “i–i don’t– hic– can’t– fuck!”
he shoves your body down into the bed pugnaciously, prone boning you with unwavering devotion of his fingers on your swollen clit as you scream his name repeatedly, ungodly sounds like prayers crawling out of your throat with each grueling jab.
“oh, fuck!” shidou grits, hips shaking violently against your plush ass as he begins to loose stamina. “you’re squeezin’ me– fuck, tryin’ to suck out my cum, baby? that what you need?”
“god– yes, yes– mph’fuck!” you mewl, withering uncontrollably beneath him as white starts to flash behind your eyelids, “shit, shit– i’m gonna c–come–” he presses his middle and pointer into your pulsing clit with resolute, earth-shattering cries pouring out of you and inhaling ecstasy as their replacement like oxygen. “ryu, fuck!”
shidou’s moaning with you, jaw slack and eyes rolling violently as he relishes in the feeling of your cum cascading out of your sweet, perfect cunt along his cock and spilling all over the sheets. “mmmm, you’re such a good girl,” he thrums, tongue sliding up the side of your neck as he drops his chin into the divots, “fuck, you’re creamin’ on my damn cock, pretty girl.” you whimper as he bites into your shoulder, body convulsing in his hold. “so wrecked and perfect f’me.”
he grips your hair and yanks you up with him, your spine flat against his chest as he pounds into you ruthlessly, desperate to reach his own release again. his fingers are still working on your sex erratically– he needs to feel you fall apart one more time at least on his cock.
“ryu!” you choke, one hand thrown back to grip his thigh for leverage, the other flailing around aimlessly. “oh, fuck– oh, fuck!” you bite down on your lip hard, screaming and wailing so pathetically as he assaults your sensitive cunt, unbridled growl ringing through your ears. “fill me up!” you cry, “fuck, need you’re cum so bad, baby– ah hah– please, please, please–”
shidou folds completely when you beg him like that. “fuck,” he curses, sending you one final, deep thrust before he loses it and spurts his hot cum into your greedy cunt. he’s huffing loudly, cock stuttering against your hips as he propels a harsh slap against your aching clit and you spill out for him again. “god, yes,” he groans, laughing ecstatically as you soak him with your sweet slick. the filthy sloshes of his creamy dick moving in and out of your sodden pussy is making his entire body vibrate. “feels s’good, baby, mmm– shit– i don’t. wanna. stop.”
but he does, because now he’s exhausted, body collapsing– gently– onto your back as the two of you flatten onto the mattress once again. the room is met with quietude, though soft breaths and whines from your still shuddering bodies sneak past your lips every now and then.
“jesus, ryu,” you exhale a laugh, turning your head so you can see him through your peripheral, “you’re fucking crazy.”
he licks his lips then plants them on yours, kissing you delicately whilst he rolls your bodies onto their sides. he holds you close against your chest, inhaling the sweet scent of your vanilla shampoo and salty, sex-drenched skin.
“mmmm, but you love it.” he coos, “wish i could’ve gone longer, but fuck, i’m so tired.” he sighs languidly as his fingers feather along your torso from your neck down to your hips. he squeezes your curve there. “next time, we’re addin' the bathroom and balcony to the list.”
a/n: so from bllk, these are all the characters you guys wanted :) btw i don't know much abt tokimitsu & ego sorry....
tags: smut , minors dni , piv , different scenarios( short)
bunny iglesias — 69
he's definitely a certified pussy eater. bunny iglesias doesn't just like going down on you—he's obsessed. completely, unapologetically addicted to the way you taste.
the second he gets between your thighs he loses every bit of composure he usually has. he'll whimper against your cunt like he's high off it, tongue dragging slow and deliberate just to get another hit of that flavor he's been thinking about all day.
and that's why he always ends up dragging you into 69—because well..he also loved your mouth on his cock.
you're barely settled when he's already on his back, hauling you up so you're straddling his face. his hands grip your hips hard, pulling you down until your cunt is pressed flush against his mouth. the first long wet lick makes him groan like he's starving.
"f-fuck...still perfect," he whimpered, voice muffled.
you lean forward, taking his cock into your mouth at the same tim and the second your lips stretch around him his tongue flattens on your clit, eliciting a moan from you. bunny is super messy with it—tongue fucking into you, lips sealed tight, every wet sound filthy and loud. he had one clear goal in mind, he just wanted more of you coating his tongue.
every time you take him deeper he rewards you by slipping another finger inside you. bunny was obsessed with the way you drip for him, the way you twitch when he flattens his tongue and drags it slow. this wasn't just a position for him—it's the perfect excuse to keep his face buried in your sweet cunt while ruining your throat until neither of you could think straight.
tokimitsu aoshi — mating press
tokimitsu aoshi knows exactly how easy it is to trap you under him and that's why the mating press is his favorite.
the second he gets you on your back he's folding you in half. one thick arm hooks under your knee, the other plants beside your head and his weight settles over you like there's no escape
you're pinned open, thighs pressed to your chest, completely folded beneath him.
his cock thick, heavy and almost too much—lines up and sinks in with one slow, relentless thrust that forces the air out of your lungs.
"mm..fuck. 'm sorry but you feel so good like this," he mutters, voice strained, hips already grinding deep. every time he pulls back and drives back in, the stretch is brutal, the angle perfect for hitting the deepest parts of you.
times like that awoken his size kink. he had you locked in place, giving you no way of escape—his cock stretching you full, body caging you in, legs forced up so he can sink even deeper.
he doesn't even need to hold you down with any strength. his weight alone is enough.
every thrust is heavy, controlled and so deep you can feel it in your stomach. he watches your face the whole time, eyes half lidded, breathing hard as he uses his size as an advantage to keep you exactly where he wants you—completely trapped, completely full and taking every thick inch.
sae itoshi — prone bone
prone bone is his favorite because it gives him complete control. you're face down, completely open, with nowhere to move and nothing to do but take it. he can use you the way he wants and fuck you senseless.
he pushes you flat onto the mattress one hand between your shoulder blades to keep you down, the other gripping your hip. his cock was long, thick and already slick from how wet you are. he drags it between your folds once before he sinks in with a single, controlled thrust that forces a whine sound out of you.
every stroke is deep and measured, the angle perfect for grinding against the front of your walls. your cheek is pressed to the sheets, arms useless at your sides and he likes it that way. he loves how helpless you look under him—how your body has no choice but to take every inch.
he loves how the only thing you can do is clench around him and moan into the mattress while he buries his cock deeper as he wants...over and over, until you're shaking and dripping around him.
seishiro nagi — missionary
he likes missionary for two simple reasons.
one, it was the easiest way to get inside you. no extra effort or no complicated positions. all he had to do was spread your thighs open, line himself up and sink in with that long, heavy cock of his until he's buried to the hilt.
two, he gets to watch your tummy bulge.
the second he pushes in, a groan escapes him. his cock stretches you open slowly, thick enough that you can feel every inch and when he bottoms out the slight swell appears.
nagi's eyes drop to it immediately.
"there it is," he murmurs, voice low and a little dazed. he pulls back just enough to watch it disappear, then thrusts back in so the bulge returns. his hips keep a steady, unhurried rhythm, each stroke making the swell of his cock push against the soft skin of your belly.
he fucks you deep and slow, eyes fixed on the way your stomach rounds every time he sinks in, occasional groan of pleasure slipping out of him whenever the bulge is especially clear. nagi was obsessed and perfectly content to stay exactly like this. truthfully, it was the only time he'd ignore the efforts of sex.
shidou ryusei — doggystyle
shidou ryusei likes doggystyle for one simple reason. he can fuck you stupid—literally.
he has you on your hands and knees, cock slamming in to the hilt in one brutal thrust that knocks the air out of your lungs. he barely give time to adjust. ye just starts pounding—hard, deep, relentless. the wet slap of skin on skin loud and filthy.
"fuck yeah," he laughs, voice rough and thrilled, one hand fisting your hair while the other digs into your hip hard enough to bruise. "look at you. shaking like a leaf."
every thrust is mean and precise, angled to hit that spot that makes your arms give out. he keeps you exactly where he wants you—ass up, face down, completely open for him to use. the deeper he goes the louder you got. unfortunately for you, your sounds only made him harder.
he keeps driving into you from behind until your thoughts scatter and the only thing left is the thick stretch of his cock and the way he laughs every time you moan like a pornstar. this position was perfect. he could go as deep as he wanted, fucking you over and over until you’re drooling into sheets and lost the ability to form sentences.
ego jinpachi — cowgirl
w ego likes cowgirl for one very practical reason. it was the easiest way for him to play with your body.
you're on top, straddling his hips, sinking down onto his cock while he leans back against the headboard, his eyes dark with lust. the second you're fully seated on his cock, his hands are all over your body.
one hand sliding up your stomach to cup your breast, thumb dragging slowly over your nipple until you moan. the other settles low on your abdomen, fingers pressing lightly so he can feel the way his cock shifts inside you every time you move. he's obsessed with the way your thighs tremble, the way your stomach tightens and the way your cunt stretches around him.
"keep going," he says, voice calm and almost clinical even as his cock twitches deep inside you. "help me please..?"
"help? you can do it yourself." his fingers pinch your nipple harder. at the same time the hand on your stomach presses down, making you feel every thick inch of him even more clearly. he experiments on you without rushing—squeezing, stroking, sometimes dragging a fingertip over your clit while you ride him. cowgirl gives him full access of your body—that'w why he loves it so much. ge can touch wherever he wants, adjust whatever he wants and watch every reaction without ever having to change position.
ego was never in a rush. he just keeps you on top, cock buried deep, hands free to play with every part of you while you move for him.
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the room is thick with the smell of sweat, sex and the filthy sounds of the two of you going at it for the past hour. it’s not every day that you get to be on top, watching shidou slowly lose his composure beneath you.
“s-shit— y’re fucking insane,” he groans, breath coming out ragged as his hands clamp down on your hips. you refuse to slow down, riding him harder with your head thrown back and your nails pressing into his chest, muffled whines breaking from you each time his cock sinks deep enough that his tip nudges against your cervix.
“a-ah— ryu, you’re so deep,” you whine, nails pressing harder as your eyes roll back from the pressure.
shidou’s head falls back against the pillow, a broken moan slipping from his lips as he keeps thrusting up into your sloppy pussy, meeting every drop of your hips with a desperate snap of his own. “y’re still so— ngh— tight… haah this pussy is squeezing me too damn good,” he pants, voice cracking in a way you’ve rarely heard from him. sweat clings to his forehead, blond strands sticking messily to his skin as his usual smug expression starts to fall apart.
you lean forward, shifting your position so that every roll of your hips drags the head of his cock right against that spongy spot deep inside you, and the new sensation only makes you moan louder at the sharp jolt of pleasure coursing through your body.
his eyes roll back the moment you lift your hips and sink back down on his member again, perfectly edging him so he can’t cum too quickly. it’s absolute torture what you’re doing to him right now, but he’s loving every second of it. “ya like seeing me this way, don’tcha?” he rasps, one hand sliding up your back to pull you down closer.
“keep going like that and i’m not gonna last, sweetheart.”
you smile against his neck, deliberately clenching around his dick as you grind down just enough to feel him twitch. “… then don’t,” you whisper, breath hot against his skin.
“fuuuck… don’t say it like that,” he chokes out, jaw tightening like he’s barely holding it together.
his grip on you tightens almost painfully as another deep groan tears from his throat, hips jerking up to meet your movements. the last threads of his control are fraying fast, and you can feel it in the way his cock throbs inside you, desperate and sensitive with every greedy roll of your hips that pushes him closer to the edge.
shidou ryusei is surprisingly good when it comes to warding away creeps.
aside from the sheer fact that he’s an eyeliner-wearing, ombre-hair-having, 6-foot-something man, he’s also immune to embarrassment. the concept of shame is something he’s never learned, nor will he ever bother to.
“hey, sexy. you tryna get out of here or what?” a man approaches you at the bar as you order a drink, making you sigh.
you’re already thinking of all the ways you’d love to reject this random before shidou beats you to it.
“careful, man, her dog bites,” he says, sipping his drink.
the man huffs, “what fucking dog?”
“this one,” he says before barking loudly, chomping down on his teeth as he walks closer to the man, “ruff, ruff! ggrrr, woof woof!”
ugh, and does he have to do mimick those pawing gestures too? fucking furry.
he scoffs and chuckles as the man runs away in shame, then proceeds to look at you as if he were expecting validation.
you roll your eyes and cross your arms, “you’re so weird.”
“damn, i did all that and i didn’t even a “good boy” out of it?” he asks, palm finding its way to rest against your hip.
you cup his face and leave a peck on his cheek, “good job, puppy.”
❤︎ ໋𓈒 shidou loves when you don’t wear any panties !
shidou loves when you walk around the house with no underwear. you’d be wearing only his shirt, or sometimes, he’d ask you to wear just a tank top, so that he can see your bare pussy on display. it’s a bit embarrassing, but you know it saves him the trouble of having to tug aside any bottoms or panties, giving him easier access whenever he wants to fuck you silly. and secretly, you love it. it always excites you knowing that he could just sneak up on you and pump his thick dick inside you.
so when he comes up behind you as you’re cutting fruit, his arm thrown around your waist as you giggle, “what’re you doing, ryu?”, he’s already lifting your baggy shirt up, revealing no panties as he starts rubbing circles on your pussy, feeling how wet you easily get. he lines himself up, pushing his cock into your tiny cunt, “aren’tcha so cute, sweetheart.”
it’s not long before you’re reduced to a whiny, babbling mess from shidou’s cock pounding your poor pussy stupid like a brute. you’re bent over, and you have him laughing behind you as you’re whining the most incoherent sounds, "so big, mmmuh! feels s'full, ahh—ah! ryuuu, mmn—haa~! uhnn~!”
“ya love this, huh? look at’cha, your pussy’s clenching ‘round me like a slut, baby.” he hums. and you do love it; you think you’d be completely content if you could stay like this forever.
and when he starts to groan, his thrusts getting harder and a little sloppier, asking you, “ryu’s gonna cum, baby. ya want that? c’mon, tell me.” but he doesn’t even give you time to answer before you his cock is twitching deep inside you, his warm cum spilling and flooding your pussy. his body tenses, “shitttt, take it, sweetheart.”
your back arches uncontrollably, and you’re practically crosseyed and becoming a drooling mess, “"aaaahngh, mmnnnn, r-ryuuuuu! s'too goood, mmnn-! wanna keep it, wan’ it all, hhhaaah, ‘s-sticky inside meee!”
he leans down to coo against your cheek, “ya can’t even talk, huh, stupid girl? got’cha all dumb...”, and you nod hastily, “aaah! haaah… mmmf, wanna—wanna—”
“wanna what, baby?” he kisses the side of your face, so amused from how desperate you are. “c’monnn, use your words, tell me.” you squirm in his grip, making the tiniest sound, “wanna.. bed… p-pleaseee..”
his hand slides down between your legs to press the mess in deeper. “ooohh, ya wanna get fucked again in bed? that it?”
“mhmmh!”, you’re completely gone, and you can feel him growing harder again, and it’s unbearable. you’re antsy for him to just fuck you again.
“ya too cute like this, baby.” he teases, picking you up effortlessly, arms under your thighs. “so dumb for my cum. ‘course i’m takin’ ya to bed.”
a/n : this one took me quite awhile 🤕🤕 anyway, hope u like it!!!
warning : slightly suggestive in shidou’s part
includes : rin, sae, yukimiya, shidou & kaiser
Rin
Rin wasn’t one to show you off loudly. He did it quietly, and you’d only notice it if you squinted.
Rin had just finished practice, sitting on the bleachers and wiping his forehead with the towel slung over his shoulders.
Shidou, Charles, and Karasu were chatting his ear off about going to a bar or something. Rin wasn’t really listening.
Suddenly, his phone lit up with a ding, and Rin unconsciously grabbed it and unlocked it. He had turned off notifications for every app and every contact except yours. He checked your chat and saw that you had sent a selfie with the caption, “come home faster ☹️”
The corners of Rin’s lips twitched upwards as he stared at the picture. Too distracted by it, he didn’t notice Karasu watching him and sneaking a glance at his screen. Shidou and Charles saw what Karasu was doing and were curious too, peeking at Rin’s phone.
Karasu broke the silence, whistling. “Damn, Rin. Didn’t know you had that kind of game.”
Rin immediately snapped his head up towards Karasu and turned his phone off. Damn that stupidly observant crow…
Karasu was smirking while Shidou and Charles were giggling like middle school boys.
“Was that your girlfriend, Rinnie? She’s hot!” Charles stated bluntly, grinning, clearly thinking Rin didn’t actually have a girlfriend.
“Yeah.” Rin looked away.
Silence.
“WAIT WHAT?!” Shidou suddenly yelled.
“Pipe down, you lukewarm brat.” Rin snapped.
“RIN HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!” Charles yelled back.
Shidou and Charles were shaking each other by the shoulders as they shouted, both wondering how Rin somehow ended up with someone who looked like she had walked out of a Vogue magazine.
Karasu pinched the bridge of his nose at the noise.
“Why are you surprised? You think I’m incapable of finding a woman who finds me attractive?” Rin replied flatly.
“Yeah? You’re Rin Itoshi. You view everyone as “lukewarm” or “half-baked.” Of course we’re surprised that you’re in a relationship.” Karasu raised a brow.
Charles nodded. “I thought you’d never love anyone. Not even after death.”
Rin was quiet for a while before muttering, “Well, she’s different.”
Rin’s reply made them all go silent for once.
“Damn,” Shidou muttered. “That’s the closest we’ll ever get to a love confession.”
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Sae
Sae wouldn’t show you off, but he wouldn’t try to hide you either.
Sae had just won a match and was being interviewed. He was almost blinded by the amount of flashes and microphones being shoved in his face.
Sae was trying to answer all their questions quickly so he could get home to you. All this shouting and flashes were pissing him off.
“Mr. Itoshi! Do you have a girlfriend? You have a hair tie on your wrist and your hair isn’t long, so I’m assuming it belongs to your partner?” A reporter suddenly shouted over the crowd of other reporters.
Sae found the question slightly irritating. The audacity of the reporter, prying into his personal life when the interview was supposed to be about the match. But, he had to give it to the reporter, they were observant enough to notice the hair tie. Which was, indeed, yours.
“Yes. It belongs to my girlfriend.” Sae replied with no hesitation. “Next question.”
The reporters went crazy. The fact that Itoshi Sae, known for his cold personality, had a girlfriend was something nobody expected. The reporters were getting too rowdy so security had to step in and escort everyone out. “Finally,” Sae thought. He could finally get back to you. He sighed, shutting his eyes as he walked back to the locker room.
When he walked in, all eyes were on him. Sae knew they had heard the interview. Leonardo Luna smirked, “Finally revealing her to the world?”
“Was never hiding her. Just didn’t want her to be flocked by weirdos online.” Sae replied, packing his bags.
Of course, his teammates knew her. She visited practice often, and Sae had to step in almost every time because his teammates always found excuses to talk to her. (They were only being friendly, but Sae didn’t enjoy how easily they stole your attention.)
“When the world finds out who you’re dating, lock your doors. With a face like hers, no doubt your fans might switch up on you and go for her.” Luna snickers.
“Shut up.” Sae rolls his eyes, but he knows Luna’s right. Guess he’d wait awhile to mentally prepare himself before introducing you to the world.
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Yukimiya
Yukimiya wasn’t one to shy away from PDA. He wasn’t worried about people finding out about your relationship either.
You and Yukimiya were doing a photoshoot for a designer brand. The brand originally planned on pairing Yukimiya with another model, but when he suggested bringing his girlfriend instead, everyone was curious.
Then he showed them a picture of you.
The room went silent. Everyone exchanged looks before the manager finally spoke.
“Bring her.”
When you two arrived on the day of the photoshoot, the staff couldn’t hide their surprise.
“Is this your girlfriend?” One of the staff members asked.
“Yeah.” Yukimiya smiled proudly.
“You two look like you just walked out of a magazine.”
While you waited for the shoot to begin, you and Yukimiya took pictures together with silly filters. He kept one hand resting on your shoulder, gently brushing his thumb against it as he looked through the photos with you.
“Well,” Yukimiya spoke up, making you look up at him, “guess this is going to make our relationship public, huh?” Yukimiya pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips.
“Guess so.” You smiled, feeling giddy at the attention he was giving you.
You and Yukimiya did the photoshoot, and every time the photographer asked you two to do couple poses, Yukimiya would pull you closer. He wasn’t nervous at all. In fact, he seemed completely comfortable showing you off like this.
You were sure the internet would go crazy when the photos were posted. A month later, the photos were posted and you were right. The whole internet went crazy. The comments under the post made you giggle, which caught Yukimiya’s attention.
“What’re you giggling at, love?” Yukimiya peered over at your phone and read the comments, letting out a sigh. But he was still smiling.
“IS THAT YUKIMIYA’S GF???”
“she could break my nose and I’d thank her.”
“FORGET HIM I WANT HER.”
Yukimiya loved that everyone was being supportive of your relationship. Though even if they weren’t, he wouldn’t let anyone’s opinions affect your relationship.
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Shidou
This boy does NOT care about what others think and has ZERO shame whatsoever.
You attended Shidou’s match wearing his jersey and jean shorts. You were sitting in the VIP box, which Shidou insisted he’d pay for.
Twenty minutes into the match, Shidou scored a goal and immediately looked up at the VIP box. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw your outfit. You blew a kiss at him, causing him to clutch his chest dramatically. His eyes scanned your outfit before a familiar smirk appeared on his face.
Based on the smirk and the look in his eyes, you had a feeling he was about to do something inappropriate. And you were proven correct when Shidou began hip thrusting the air. You sighed and flipped him off. He cackled before going back to his position.
After the match, you and Shidou were cuddling on the couch, with Shidou draped over you like a weighted blanket. You were scrolling on Instagram mindlessly when a video of Shidou popped up on your feed.
It was a clip of Shidou hip thrusting the air, then the camera panned to you, showing your fed up expression. The caption read, “with a gf like that I’d be doing that too,” which made you chuckle. Shidou glanced at your phone screen.
“Wow, we’re viral.” Shidou grinned proudly, earning a smack to the forehead from you.
“Yeah. For a bad reason.”
The next day, when you opened social media, photos and videos of you and Shidou at the match yesterday were EVERYWHERE. Damn Shidou. He jinxed it.
“Baby, look, we’re viral!” Shidou grinned widely, wrapping you in a tight embrace.
“You’re happy that a video of you hip thrusting the air is going viral?” You deadpanned.
“Nah, happy that people know you’re mine.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead.
You opened the comments to a few of the videos, expecting people to comment on Shidou’s wild gesture, but instead, people were… admiring you?
“SHIDOU TEACH ME YOUR WAYS.”
“SHES SO FINE”
Shidou pouted when he saw the comments.
“Babeeeee, don’t read those. I’m obviously the best choice for you.”
When you ignored him and kept scrolling through the comments, chuckling to yourself, Shidou whined. “Right, baby? I’m the only one that can praise you. Babe???”
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Kaiser
This boy would act like he was unbothered by you, though he was anything but.
You liked to color in the crown-shaped tattoo on the back of Kaiser’s hand. Kaiser always acted like he hated it, but he secretly enjoyed it. He wouldn’t try to wipe it off, and would even avoid washing that part of his hand so the color wouldn’t fade.
It was break time and Kaiser was wiping the sweat off his face with a towel. Isagi noticed the colored-in tattoo which was normally blank.
“Didn’t know you liked coloring.” Isagi snickered.
“I don’t. My girl colored it.” Kaiser replied, unbothered.
Isagi, along with Hiori and Raichi who had overheard the conversation, froze. It was dead silent for a while before Raichi let out a disbelieving laugh.
“Your girl? What kind of girl would want you?” Raichi sneered.
Kaiser pulled his phone out of his pocket and turned it on, revealing a picture of you and him as his wallpaper. You were smiling brightly while Kaiser’s face was neutral. Raichi, Isagi and Hiori’s eyes widened.
“Bet that’s AI generated.” Isagi retorted.
“No, it isn’t. You’re just jealous you don’t have a girl.” Ness suddenly spoke up, defending Kaiser like a guard dog.
“Want me to video call her to prove it?” Kaiser smirked.
“Go on then.” Hiori challenged.
Kaiser clicked the video call button and you picked up after the second ring.
“Hii, baby. How’s practice?” Your cheery voice came through the phone.
Isagi, Hiori and Raichi stared at the back of Kaiser’s phone in shock. Kaiser turned the phone around to show you to the trio. Their jaws dropped. You were… drop dead gorgeous.
“Are you actually dating Kaiser?” Isagi asked.
“Yeah, of course! We’ve been dating for quite a while now.” You grinned.
“Why would a pretty girl like you date someone like him?” Raichi asked, making a disgusted face at Kaiser.
“Because I love him for who he is.” Kaiser smirked at your reply.
“You’re really hot.” Hiori stated bluntly.
“Thank you! I think you’re cute.” You smiled.
“Babe, stop flirting with my teammates.” Kaiser scowled as he turned the phone back to him.
“I’m not, I’m just complimenting them!” You huffed.
“See you later, babe.” Kaiser ended the call.
“Thank goodness she doesn’t have your ego.” Isagi muttered.
