LIP RING
♡. isagi with a lip piercing, college!au, Cunnilingus, oral, hair pulling, overstimulation, deer!reader, fratboy!isagi
You knew the second he walked in with a lip piercing, he was going to ruin you.
It’s small — silver, clean, subtle enough not to scream bad boy, but enough to make you stare every time he talks, drinks water, smirks at you from across the room.
It doesn’t help that he’s been teasing you for weeks. Not in words, never in words — Isagi’s a strategist. He plays the long game. He just looks at you. Glances at your mouth during practice. Bumps your knee under the table. Let his fingers linger too long when handing you a bottle.
And tonight, he finally snapped the cord. You don’t remember who kissed who first. Just that he tasted like mint and danger. Just that his hands were rough when they slid up your shirt, that his breath was hot when he pulled back and murmured:
“I’ve been thinking about your thighs for days.”
You’re lying on his bed now, dazed, legs spread, shirt half off. He’s kneeling between them, staring down at you like a starving man. His hair’s a little messy, face flushed — and that goddamn silver ring on his bottom lip keeps catching the light every time he licks it. And he knows. He knows what it’s doing to you.
“Can I taste you?” he asks, voice low, controlled. But there’s something just under the surface — something needy, hot, almost desperate. You nod. He wants you to say it.
“Please, Yoichi. I want your mouth on me.”
He hums like it’s a reward, hands sliding down your thighs to spread them wider. You gasp when he kisses your inner thigh — once, twice — before dragging his teeth across the skin.
Then lower. He pulls your panties to the side and stares. Eyes dark. Breath heavy.
“Fuck, you’re already wet,” he murmurs. “Didn’t even touch you yet.” And then — he licks.
Long, flat, up the center — slow like he’s savoring it. And when you jerk, he smirks against you, piercing glinting when he pulls back just enough to speak.
“Wanna feel you fall apart,” he says. “Right here, just from my mouth.”
You whimper. “You’re good at talking.” He grins, then leans in again — this time, rougher. Devouring. Tongue circling your clit in tight, messy strokes, fingers gripping your thighs hard. You arch up into his mouth without thinking, chasing it, and he moans against you like he likes that too much.
And then—you feel it. The piercing. You gasp when it brushes your clit directly, cold and hard and so fucking sharp compared to his soft lips. He hears it. Feels your whole body jolt.
“Oh,” he murmurs, pulling back again to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand. “You like that?”
“Yoichi—what the fuck—what is that—”
He smiles darkly. “Lip ring.”
“I know it’s the fucking lip ring—!”
He presses a kiss to your thigh. “Wanna come on it?” You don’t even answer. Just grab his hair and shove his head down.
He laughs—but obeys. Happily. Tongue flicking, lips sucking, pressure perfect. The ring drags against your most sensitive spot over and over until your hips are shaking and you’re biting down a scream.
“Fuck, Yoichi—please don’t stop—”
He doesn’t.
He keeps going even as you come, even as you squirm. He wraps an arm under your thigh to pin you down and eats through it, relentless.
You tug at his hair. He groans.
“I could do this all fucking night,” he whispers against your slick heat. “You taste so sweet. Want you every day.”
You pant, dizzy. “You’re—insane—”
“You didn’t say stop.” You didn’t. So he licks again, this time slower. Letting the ring trace lazy circles over your clit. You cry out, legs trembling.
“You gonna come again?” he asks, sounding smug.
“Don’t ask that like you don’t know what you’re doing—!” But you do. You come again, harder. This time, your hands are in his hair, your body grinding into his face, and he lets you. Encourages it. Sucks your clit into his mouth like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do.
When he finally pulls back, lips swollen and slick, the ring gleaming, he climbs over you with that familiar determined gleam in his eyes.
“Want more,” he whispers. “You up for it?” You reach up and pull him down by the chain around his neck.
“Put your mouth on me again and I’ll let you fuck me until sunrise.” He smiles. Slow. Hungry. Lips bruised.
“Bet.”
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A/n: gonna turn frat isagi into an au
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