sae folds so hard for domesticity. a total sucker in love. the guy's useless at everything but soccer but for you he'd learn to do laundry, cook meals you can share together, all the basic life skills he never bothered to learn for himself bc he never really thought of life beyond soccer. but for you? man, for you he would. he wants a future with you so bad he doesn't know what to do with himself sometimes. he wants you as you are right now and he wants you when you're old and wrinkly with him. he just wants you with him. he wants to have a home that's warm and has fresh fruit on the table and comfy pillows with traces of you and everything you love everywhere. a home that's lived-in and with two of everything. he wants that future with you. so please let him peel your fruits for you. let him drape his jacket over your shoulders when it starts getting just a little chilly. let him wordlessly pull you to the side farthest from the road when you walk on sidewalks
he's not very good at the practical things yet. he's still learning how to make the future that warms his dreams a reality you'd also want. so for now, let him do what he can, even if it's just the little things
bachira nii who is just the best and sweetest big bro!!! he's always so attentive and so clingy to you! there's not a single moment that you go without having him touch your tits or kiss/lick your neck, he might even just feel up your pussy to make sure you're wet!!
he loves his lil sis so much, he cant help but fuck you as if you're his personal fleshlight. expect him to breed u like a bunny and dont stop until you're overflowing with cum ♡♡♡ oh and dont worry about holding back your moans! he loves to hear them and he loves when you cry out his name! mommy yuu wont mind that her two children r keeping it in the family :)
i heARD AND I RAN okay i spent the wHOLE DAY thinking about this yesterday hhhhgftdsguyfdisgi
tw incest, dubcon, codependency
He likes the shape of your mouth. He likes it so much. Enjoys kissing it, watching it, puffy lips and raw, likes hearing the little sounds that come from you when he claims that mouth. He even likes the way you say his name, his name that’s been called a thousand different times in a thousand different ways. But you say it differently still, cherish it on the tip of your tongue as he pulls your face closer in the evening glow and stares. “Meguru nii,” you say it all pouty and knowing, chest puffed with it. You say it like you know what comes next— and it only feeds the thirst that trickles down his muscles and aching heart.
When he doesn’t answer it, and he doesn’t, can’t, you grow restless and fidgety, and he gets to hear his name in a wholly different way, one reserved for only you. It pushes your lips to the brim with how cute and pouty they can be, without being kissed to shreds by him. “Ru nii~” you beg.
And he answers it by pushing you down onto his bed and pulling the covers a little further over you, until the world is almost completely shut out from the both of you. He lies down on top of you this way, caging your body under him— how he likes it. How the monster says it’s meant to be. And the heat that plays over your cheeks is nothing but further encouragement, because you look so damn pretty when the lowest light catches the glittering of your teary eyes.
“I’m supposed to be in bed. I’ve got an early cl-mhm!”
He kisses you square on the mouth, or teeth, no matter, because when his hands slide along your sides and start fondling your soft tits, tugging at sweet, puffy nipples— it’s all too easy to get you to play along. “I just wanna play with my little sister a little,” he breathes into your mouth, and you hum. You always hum so softly, like his word is truth, or gospel. “Just a little bit more, m’kay? Then you can go to bed.” The assurance calls for another drag of his name, that filthy mockery of the word ‘niichan’ that you have long mastered. It draws all the blood from his conscious thought to his hard cock as he grinds it against your pussy.
Picking at the bow of your panties, at your tits through your shirt- you curl under him and under his tongue, his hands, his twitching, leaking cock and balls like his own personal little toy. No, play-date. You always used to be his play-date growing up, and though the word has taken on -slightly more insidious- interpretations, it still fits you so well. Peeling your panties halfway down your legs to push the head of his cock into that dripping little slit is all too easy when you’re going “Ru nii, Meguru nii~” over and over so obliviously, unapologetically needy.
“You love your big brother?” He asks, and you nod, and it sends a spike of heat through his heart and makes him bottom out inside his own little sister with a groan. “I definitely love you. The most, love you- t-the most.” The covers won’t drown out the way you’re whining as he uses all his weight to fuck deep into you, your knees pressed to your ears and your tongue wrapped around his fingers. It doesn’t shield the squeaking of the bed and the rhythmic ‘pap, pap, pap’ of his balls hitting your ass each time he bottoms out. It doesn’t even cover the way he breathes your name back like he should, like he knows will get you there again and again.
But it’s not a lie when he leans down for a few seconds to pull your mouth back to his, tangle wet tongues and take what he needs from that pretty mouth of yours, and says, “You’re fine, just cum. Just cum on niichan's cock, you'll feel good. It’s okay. Mom wants her two babies to get along.”
I really liked you oral hc cna you write something similar for kunigami, shidou, sae and aiku?
𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋
yess thank you baby!
contains kunigami rensuke, shidou ryusei, itoshi sae and aiku oliver
༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ KUNIGAMI ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ
- you guys have been getting off together for a while before you do much else
- he loves watching you cum more than anything, but i think he's aware he's big and would rather make sure you're definitely comfortable with him before anything
- when he notices you're getting real fidgety he'll ask if you want to suck him off and of course you say yes, wanting nothing more than to finally get a taste
- definitely knows what to do and how, helps you get on your knees and keeps your hair back, using his free hand to spit in it and give himself a few pumps
- when you watch him with those big doe eyes, letting his big, heavy cock rest on your tongue that's probably his favorite sight
- he's big, like big big, so you really have to stretch your jaw to get him into your mouth, mainly focussing on sucking on the head and using your hands for the rest
- and he looks so pretty with his chest heaving and face flushed, watching you struggle to take him into your cock, grunting your name every time he struggles to hold his hips back from bucking into your mouth
- you suckling on his fat cock as he pulls your hair tighter and keeps you close to him his favorite things to do after, could let you play with his cock for hours
- and he'll probably lose it any time you crawl over him to ask if you can suck him off, balls already tightening at just the idea of getting to cum in your pretty mouth
- he's obsessed with how lewd you look staring up at him and humming around his cock or sucking his heavy balls
"shit, baby, fuck- your mouth feels so fucking good," he groans, letting you dig your nails into his thick thigh as tears run down your face. "you like that, ha? like this fat cock on your tongue?"
༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ SHIDOU ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ
- are you sure you want to suck him off he'll abuse your poor throat no mercy... but yeah, this fucker has been waiting for you to dare ask
- knows exactly what he wants, he probably has you in his lap, riding his fingers when you ask so sweetly to help him out
- and as soon as you do he's rolling you over to let your head hang over the side of the bed, shoving his boxers off and kicking them across the room
- there's really no going slow, he'll just give you his cock and keep feeding you more and more until he bottoms out
- you gagging around him and the bulge in your throat is all that has his attention even with your hands clinging painfully hard to him
- fucks your face with deep, precise thrusts that really have very little mercy, maybe even wraps his hand around your throat to give more pressure and watch you beg
- eventually he does let you up for some rest though, instead letting you suckle his balls as he returns to your pussy and gets you right to the edge
- no matter how many times you beg him 'ryusei, ryu, please', you're not coming until he cums first
- he's not a total monster of course, you get to choose where he cums for you <3
- but you're most likely to be hoarse after shidou is done using your mouth or your tongue, rubbing himself on your pretty, pink tongue until your jaw aches
"just a little more, a little more, pet- that's it, so good for me~. look at you taking it so, so well, hm? such a pretty little cockslut."
༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ SAE ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ
- the only reason you didn't immediately suck him off as soon as you went home with him that first night is because he insisted, and every time after that
- he generally takes his time with you, driving you crazy and making you slick up your underwear before doing anything else
- he makes it a game to see how desperate and vulnerable he can make you
- definitely fantasizes a lot about how you'll look taking his cock, that's probably the main thing he thinks about when fucking his hand or getting pictures or videos
- so when he finally has you kissing down his stomach and shuffling his boxers down, revealing more and more of his hard cock, he can't help but stare with a flush and open mouth when his cock almost hits you in the face
- lets you do most of the work, he'll hold your hair out of the way if you want but he's much more focused on your tongue licking up and down his shaft, around the rim of the head
- kinda loses control when you let your tongue brush the slit of the flushed, sensitive head and grips your face deathly tight, almost begging to just put it in already
- so when you let him in and he feels your throat so soft and tight around him he can't help but fuck up into your face, pulling you down onto his cock again n again
- he sounds so good though, voice a bit raspy and mumbling out random thoughts and calls of your name, praising you so well
- he probably does cum before he can warn you too, because of the feeling of all your spit running down his cock and balls just feeling so good and sensitive
"ah, ah, angel- pl-take it all inside, stop teasing." he looks down between his legs to watch you sink down another inch, voice dropping. "you look so fucking filthy, holy shit. do that again."
༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ AIKU ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ
- it's hard for me to believe you're not already sucking this man's cock all day every day when you get the chance but maybe you've been taking it slow
- would be totally down with you drooling over the idea a little longer before giving it to you, is probably so pretty and heavy and definitely has a happy trail
- if you just so manage to find yourself between his legs one night, nosing his lap on the bed and begging for some attention, he'd suggest you suck his cock
- loves having your hands on his cock almost as much as your mouth, there's just something so attractive about having your much smaller hands under his as you jack him off together
- licking the head lazily, getting all that precum on your tongue and getting him nice and wet, he whispers soft but nasty things to get you wet too
- will give you a pillow or his hand or even encourage you to grind on your heel for friction as you suck at the head of his cock, popping it in and out of your mouth
- the best at getting you so desperate to take all of him even if it's hard, letting you swallow around him a few times before thrusting deeper and deeper
- his voice and smell and the way he grips your face, insisting he do the work as he slides in and out of your mouth and rolls his hips against your face is heavenly
- would pinch your nose or make you gag on purpose though, and if you're 69ing he'll push your face down between his legs more until you're nosing his balls
- will probably hit your cheeks or tongue with his cock if you're getting too bratty, and uses your mouth as stress relief once you're used to it
"that's it, doll, take daddy's cock nice- and- deep. doesn't that feel good? let me see that pretty pussy of yours." he chuckles when you whine and shake around his cock, clenching your lids shut from his harsh eyes. "you're ruining our bedsheets, baby love."
i dont think sae would ever fall out of love with you once he gets serious. neither time nor routine could ever dull his affections, because loving you meant clawing his own chest open to get to the battered and vulnerable heart he'd kept hidden behind walls of sea-rotted boards for years. he fought for that softness, for the ease and surety of having a love that's returned, brittle edges and all. there's no way in hell his heart would ever stop bleeding with want and pure affection for you. that's just not how he's built
to begin, being in a relationship with him isn't easy. he knows this. he's made you cry enough times in the beginning to carve a resolve to never make you cry ever again for the rest of your lives together now. sae will always be grateful for your patience and persistence, for not giving up on the two of you (on him) when he already had so many times. for all his effortless cool and nonchalance, he's a messy adult with even messier feelings and a tongue sharp enough to keep almost everyone right where he wants them: at arm's length. his words cut like burred steel and the hurt that comes with them always fade into scars people resent him for, but the fact that you still persevered and met him where he stood, even when he refused to meet you halfway, means so much to him. he'd never be able to put into words even if he tried, so he shows it by doing his best to be a better man for you every day instead
he loves your routine. loves the life the two of you have begun building together. loves the simple reassurance of being able to kiss you goodbye in the morning and kiss you hello in the evening. loves the press of your body against when he goes to sleep and the warmth of breath against his collarbone when he wakes up. loves brushing his teeth next to you and running his fingers through your bedhead to try and tame it. loves having you sit with him in the kitchen while he fixes a quick snack for both of you. loves when you're chatty. loves when you're quiet. loves you when you're sweet on him. loves you when you're pissed to hell. loves when you're all cleaned up and gorgeous, dressed like you're his to show off and adore. loves when you've got sauce stains on your shirt and dressed for a night-in of crappy reality tv and gossip where you talk and he just listens
he loves that simple life. even when you stress him out with your antics sometimes and your own messy feelings make you listen to your insecurities instead of him, he wouldn't trade it for the world. not when you've looked at him and all his mess and decided he was still worth the effort. you've met him where he refused to budge so many times, so he has no problem pushing against his own anxieties and fears to find you when you get too lost in your own head
he's come so far from who he was in the beginning of your relationship and he's proud of that. sae's still a little difficult sometimes, especially when it comes to your health and comfort (two things he refuses to compromise on; he wants a future with you and won't let anything, not even your self-destructive habits, get in the way of that), but he doesn't hide from you anymore. when you've seen the worst of him and still offered the best you could in return, how can he ever do anything but love you forever?
idk if anyone else sees the vision but i dont think bunny would be into a fwb type of relationship with you. this is because it would complicate things (he doesn't trust himself to be able to pull away if he ever comes to know your taste and warmth) and his whole thing is not giving you any expectations because he wants company, not intimacy. so a lot of your tension pre-relationship is mostly psychological. and it fucks with your head so bad.
bunny won't kiss you, but he'll let you take food from his plate whenever you guys grab a meal together. bunny won't fuck you, but he'll listen to all your complaints and whatever gossip you want to share over drinks. he does subtle things to look after you like covering your drink when you slip away to go the restroom and paying for your tab at the end of the night, even if he had teased earlier on that you'll be covering it on your own this time.
but the thing about bunny is that no matter how sweet his actions may be read as in hindsight, the way he acts in the moment won't give you any room to read too much into it. his eyes are steady and mildly amused, always, and his smile is a practiced pleasant curve. his eyes do not soften. they go neither cold nor warm — when he looks at you, there are no expectations in his eyes. he's just your friend, a guy who's not looking for anything but your genuine company. a guy who's not looking at your body at all.
("breaking through the big screen, i'm here with—."
the audio plays on in the tablet propped up against a stack of cups on the kitchen island. it's some random actor's interview, he recalls, that somehow ended up on his autoplay while he washed his dishes and tried to decompress from the day. simple, repetitive motions like this (lather, scrub, rinse, repeat) usually helped him calm down, but lately it's been getting harder and harder to pretend at control like he usually does.
he's been spending more time with you now that it's the off-season. that's probably why. he doesn't have as concrete of an excuse as practice or team meetings to get out of hanging out with you, and it's easier to just say yes than to refuse you anything. you're a walking test of tolerance, you know that? you make him sick, sicker than he's ever been with all your genuine joy and energy, and you make him want to stay sick if it meant being able to stay next to you just a little longer. it's exhausting. hanging out with you is like trying to get over an allergy through exposure therapy. like you're a shrimp and he has the world's worst seafood allergy.
the thought steals a snort from him mid-scrub, a quick sound that he quickly hides behind a cough in the same breath. his stomach roils at how warm the idea made him feel, how easily the thought of you being like an allergy (a shrimp, of all things) he exposes himself to near-daily made him almost smile, and he all but slams the metal cup he just finished rinsing onto the drying rack with hands clenched tight. he stands there at the sink for a while, letting the noise from his tablet flood back into his head before he starts thinking too hard again.
it's still the same interview, he draws a long breath, and the video's nearing its end. he closes his eyes and focuses on the words instead.
"— you need to be a good liar to be a good actor. you're selling a story of something you're not after all. if you want to convince the audience, you first have to convince yourself."
it's easy to fall for bunny but it's hard to fall in love with bunny, if that makes sense. kinda hard to love and stay in love with a guy who can't stomach all the joy he sees in your eyes when you're with him. who treats giving and receiving affection like you're just trading bracelets at a concert or candies at lunchtime. who treats you well because he's not so much of an ass that he'd mistreat you on purpose (because he likes you, genuinely) but also keeps you at arm's length. you fall for his pretty face and that effortless charm, sure, but honestly? it's easier for you to like him as a friend than to ever seriously consider him as a lover. he makes it easy. he jokes instead of flirts, is thoughtful without being too giving, and looks at you with no expectation. being his friend is the kinder, easier option. for both you and him. even though it makes his skin crawl and his bones ache with the force of his wanting
the mental image of sae stressing in your kitchen at like 5am trying to not burn the pancakes he saw a recipe for a few days ago so he can surprise you with breakfast in bed is doing. things to me. once he gets it through his thick head that he wants to wake up with you in his bed for the rest of his life he is immediately trying to learn how to be your husband. its so funny bc he canonically is pretty clueless about things outside soccer. he will (try to) cook he will (maybe) clean he will (definitely) provide and one day he's gonna get so good at it that he'll be able to go down on one knee and ask you to marry him and he wont be scared or nervous anymore because by then he knows he can take care of you. but he's not like that rn. not yet. that's why he's slowly losing his mind, gritting his teeth while glaring at the stack of misshapen and burnt pancakes he's gonna begrudgingly eat later, diet be damned, while he slowly pours a new round of batter into the buttery pool of his pan. he knows you'd get on his ass for "wasting food" if you found out and like hell he'd let you eat something like this. he's used to waking up early but he has almost zero experience in the kitchen and he's about two more failed attempts away from never following a recipe from the internet ever again. he's cranky and tired and a little overstimulated, but he'll keep going til he gets it right bc what is he if not a creature of spite? being in love with you can be such an inconvenience to a high maintenance guy like him, honestly. but the look on your face when you walk in on him stacking two wonky-looking pancakes makes him want you to inconvenience him forever
isagi loves so carefully. he loves with so much intention. puts so much care and thought into your relationship it's a little insane. you're his first romantic partner like, ever, so he's incredibly conscious of what you guys do. he's also a chronic overthinker and sometimes gets a bit too into his head. very eager to please but sometimes gets a little lost on how to do that. he adapts easily tho! he learns you, really learns you, because love for isagi is the act of knowing and still choosing your person, even with all the difficult bits. he grew up in a household where love was freely given, not something he had to earn or barter for, and he views his parents as the ideal relationship. he's seen them work through rough patches together as a team and the way his father worked tirelessly to make his mom's heart flutter the same way it did back when they were still in highschool (he knows this because it's his mom's favorite story to tell). with parents like that, it's no shock that he's a romantic at heart, you know, and he really wants to treat you the way you deserve. and yeah, he knows it's a bit too early for anything concrete just yet and he's trying to be careful with his own heart as well, but he really wants to do right by you and make you as happy as you make him. you're both still young and not even isagi can tell where your relationship will be in the future because, well, time can bring about all sorts of changes. but isagi's a stubborn guy. and right now, he really really likes you, so he'll do his best to make you like him enough to stick around too
