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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: idol!riki x inexperienced!reader
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (mdni!!) — 𝐰𝐜: 3.6k 🪽
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: switch!riki, oral sex (f. rec), praise kink, he whimpers again, unprotected sex (don’t do this!!), vanilla sex, he is a service top, small aftercare, overuse of petnames (baby, pretty boy, my love, etc…), lowercase intended.
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: first time together when he comes back from tour
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this is a part two of this (i highly suggest reading pt.1 first if you wanna understand!!) this took almost a month and i still hate it. i’m genuinely so sorry for how long i took to write this tho, i just kept changing stuffs… also, why is writing dialogue actually so cringe i cant take ts seriously. and pls pls pls give me reqs bc this was like my only idea lol 😛
riki was on top of you, kissing you passionately while his veiny hands roamed over your curves. you opened your legs wider, inviting him to finally connect your two bodies. he caught the hint and started placing himself towards your entrance. then, he straightened up, and gently rubbed his tip against your still sensitive clit. this sent an electric shock through your spine, in the best way possible. you jolted with pleasure and bit your bottom lip. his face was red with anticipation and his blonde hair contrasted with the sudden darkness of his eyes. still putting your comfort first, he nonetheless asked one more time for your consent: “you’re sure you really want this? we still don’t have to-“ he started rambling once again.
“riki,” you cut him off. that’s when you realized that hidden behind his actually caring demeanor, riki was genuinely terrified. he was terrified of doing something wrong, of ruining your first time, of betraying your trust. after all these months of restraint, of keeping your sacred love undercover to the media, the last thing he wanted to do was to ruin everything. after all, it’s not as if he was crazy experienced either, when he became an adult, having sex was definitely not his priority. you two had been extra careful since the beginning of your relationship; avoiding every camera, every rumor, anything that could’ve raised suspicions really. caught in between comebacks, promotions, filming, interviews, tours… the days blurred together in a relentless rhythm. he needed a break from the constant business of his job — like one actual relaxing moment — without the cameras or the secret monitoring of his manager in his dorm.
“i’m more than sure baby. i wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else. this is the most perfect time, with the most amazing boyfriend ever.” you intertwined your right hand with his and moved your left to his dyed hair. “i need you so bad right now,” you muttered as your fingers brushed his scalp, and you could almost physically see the weight drop off his shoulders.
his breath caught and his dick twitched in his hand, coated with a thin layer of precum, he wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer. “if anything feels off at any point, we stop immediately, promise?” he looked at you as you smiled warmly.
“promise.”
almost to ground himself, his left hand, which had stayed firm on your thigh, moved up to rub lazy circles on your hip. he went deeper and deeper at a very slow pace, a wave of worry washing over him every time he felt you tensing over the new pressure.
“i don’t think it’s all gonna fit” you closed your eyes tight shut. it’s true that he was a lot. with every centimeter of him you felt like you had reached your limit, but you pushed through, blinded by the surreal pleasure brought by the pain.
“you’re almost there baby,” he cooed, “look at me, you’re doing so good already.” riki knew he was… bigger than average, let’s put it that way. that’s the reason why he held eye contact with you throughout the whole process. he also nodded a couple of times along the way to soothe you when he saw you slightly grimace.
this was really strange. it was hurting, yes, but you also didn’t want to stop. on the contrary, it felt ridiculously good and you needed to feel more. his eyes were intensely glued to yours as his cock filled you up to the brim. his impressive length stretched your walls out until you were flush against his pelvis. his thumb caressed the back of your hand when he bottomed out and a soft groan escaped his lips. he wasn’t moving yet, waiting for you to adjust first, and give a signal that you were comfortable. lustful dark eyes still locked on yours, his restraint ran thin when you desperately raised your hips to meet his. his glance alone was making you wet and breathless. he understood your message and dove down to kiss you again while he started moving. it was excruciatingly slow at first — of course, your thoughtful boyfriend just could not stop treating you like his precious treasure so quickly. he just had to take care of you. he soon picked up the pace though.
“you’re so beautiful,” he said in a low quivering tone that sent shivers down your spine.
your moans were now muffled by his lips and his shallow strokes turned deep and long as his hair brushed against your forehead. his tall frame was still towering over you although you were lying down and you could just feel the warmth of his body spreading all over yours. it was like a mix of all his love and desire was physically washing over you. the setting was a perfect reflection of this curious mixture as well — the faint golden light of the lamp sitting on your nightstand contrasting with the disgusting wet sounds of skin on skin bouncing off the walls, your white dainty sheets being tangled around your already sweating figures, his right hand still grazing yours delicately while his left was pressing harder against the soft flesh of your lower abdomen when he watched the print of his imposing dick through your belly…
“ugh, fuck…” he straightened up again and sighed. “look at you taking me all in, angel.” this was going pretty good so far. thank god you were relaxed enough for everything to go smoothly.
the atmosphere thickened a couple minutes later. maybe it was riki getting a little carried away, or simply understanding you perfectly, but the mood shifted exactly when and how you wanted it to. he dropped your hand to place both of his on either side of your hips, pulling you faster on his shaft, and the cute love-making quickly turned into something a lot hungrier. riki almost felt embarrassed by how good you felt around him, you were squeezing him so perfectly and your hands, trailing their way to claw his back, made his burning infatuation even more consuming. he knew he wouldn’t last long.
“g- god- riki,” you choked a moan out and dropped your head to the pillow.
“is this okay?” he asked cockily, a smirk slowly making its way to his face.
“you’re doing so good ‘ki… this is perfect,” you whined. “ngh, please don’t stop.” your nails slowly dug through the skin of his back.
the praise switched something in him. the small arrogance creeping in immediately turned into desperation and, henceforth, his only goal was to please you. he pushed your legs harder against the bed, allowing him to go even deeper, and pumped his dick in and out of you at a steady, rapid pace. he tried to hide how much he liked it, but the way his cock jumped after hearing that betrayed him. his lips were almost bleeding from how hard his teeth were pressing onto them to hold back his whimpers and he tried to distract himself from how hot you were by closing his eyes, but nothing worked. by then, you were the one smirking, realizing the impact your small flattery had on your beloved boyfriend. who would’ve thought the nishimura riki had a praise kink?
“do you like that, when i tell you you’re doing good?” you whispered, your hand running up and down his chest.
he shivered before nodding, “y-yeah… fuck!“ he exclaimed when your nails played around his pink nipples.
it was insane how much that little approbation fucked up riki’s mind, everything became a lot more passionate. maybe you were magically doing everything he liked — or maybe riki was just turned on by everything if it was you doing it. whatever it was, all these involuntary acts made you more confident and comfortable, adding to the wetness already coating his shaft. a strained moan escaped his plump lips while you made a similar sinful sound.
“nghh,” he murmured before he caught himself. embarrassed, he went to hide his cries by almost literally devouring your exposed neck. he left a handful of hickeys there, before dropping lower, to your chest. he sucked, gritted and swirled around your hard buds, while your hands got lost in his hair again.
“you feel s’good inside me, baby,” you whispered in his ear, “please, let me hear you again.” his pelvis hit your bare skin rhythmically, almost instinctively by then, and finally, once he couldn’t bear it anymore, a loud mewl left his throat. and from there, his whines only got louder every time he disappeared inside you. safe to say he was totally craving and longing for your approval, and you were going to make the most out of it.
he couldn’t hide his high pitched pleads any longer. with each and every single compliment, riki somehow found the strength to go even faster and deeper while worshipping you under his breath as well: “you’re doing so good”, “you look so pretty under me”, “you’re taking it so well, fuck, i’m gonna go insane…” he was practically drilling into you now and he knew he didn’t have much time before he would start loosing it. on the other end, you weren’t any better than him. seeing his dedication to please you, along with his persistent thrusts made you see stars and your legs started to tremble.
“god, you’re so perfect,” he cried out, rubbing his thumb against your clit because he felt you were approaching your climax. this mixed with the consistent brush of his penis against the sensitive spot within your pussy brought you impossibly closer to the edge.
“i’m getting closer ‘ki,” you alarmed him, “you’re driving me crazy,” and this only aroused him more. his strokes got a little sloppier and messier, since he was slowly reaching his high too.
“please, please, please, fuck…” he begged, not really knowing what for. “shit- you’re gonna make me cum y/n,” his eyes were filled with tears. looking at you was unbearable at this point, but he just couldn’t glance anywhere else than your body, whether it was your fucked out face, your perky tits jiggling at every thrust of his or his prominent bulge moving frantically in your stomach. he could not look away.
“riki,” you caressed his cheek and he looked in your eyes wholeheartedly. “cum for me, pretty boy,” you commanded.
and almost like he was hypnotized, riki came on the spot. “fuck fuck fuck,” he sobbed shuddering over you. he greedily spilled his seed inside you while stray tears rushed down his red cheeks. he was twitching incredibly hard, thumb still massaging your core. cum was oozing out of his flushed tip and your walls tightened one last time around his length before you came as well. one hand pulling his hair, the other scratching his back, while you legs violently shook and caged him, you moaned his name over and over again as your vision became blurrier. the pleasure that washed over you was intense, totally new, but incredibly addicting. your back distinctly arched off the mattress and he held you tight meanwhile he filthily pushed himself inside a couple more times before finally slowing down and flopping onto you.
you expected him to kiss you but instead, he turned you around so you were on top of him — now straddling him as he leaned against the headboard— and he held you by your thighs to slide back to a lying down position. he kissed your thighs in between dirty smiles as he got dangerously closer to your entrance again, but you stopped him suddenly.
“what are you doing riki?” you chuckled, “aren’t you tired?”
“i can’t let my pretty girl cum less than me though,” he smirked. “may i?” he looked straight at your dripping cunt.
you hesitated a bit, not because you didn’t want him to eat you out, but because riki looked visibly tired — he just came back from tour after all — and just like him, you didn’t want to push him to do anything. also, you had just never sat on someone’s face like that before: what if you he couldn’t breathe under here? what if you were too heavy? his fans would definitely never forgive you if you’d hurt his pretty face.
seeing your uncertainty, riki spoke up, “are you okay? once again, we don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” he rubbed both of your hips while you sat high on his torso. after explaining your doubt, he continued, “relax, you’re not gonna suffocate me,” he reassured and smiled at your sudden hint of innocence, “i just…” he paused, “god i really just need you on my face right now,” he sighed with yearning eyes. he whined: “move your hands, baby, let me handle this.” and gently, he removed your hands and put them on the headboard.
“let me make you feel good, please… i’m begging you”, he pleaded. “i’ll be quick i promise, i just need you so bad.”
you couldn’t lie and say that seeing him asking so eagerly to please you wasn’t appealing. after another small pause, you ended up agreeing and he settled under your still throbbing heat. he brought you lower and his lips brushed against your outer folds in an almost chaste kiss that made the anticipation insufferable. after playing like this for a while, you finally spoke up: “riki please,” you closed your eyes. and that annoyingly daring glint in his eyes came back. yet again, he had managed to flip the initial dynamic in an instant, making you the one pleading for him. even though, just minutes ago, he was begging for you to make him cum, now, he was the one talking you through it, helping you relax before feasting on what was left from your previous orgasms and your current new wave of arousal.
“keep your eyes on me angel,” he instructed before laying his tongue flat against you. he made a couple of experimental licks for you to get more used to the feeling. you being on top was surprisingly different from how it felt earlier. this time, you could move your hips more freely, and honestly, seeing your boyfriend under you like this made you overflow with other disgusting ideas that you couldn’t wait to do with him. on top of that, the feverish glance he gave you made your head spin. it felt so good, but nevertheless, the lewd sounds of his tongue against your dripping core was all that was heard in the room at first, since you were still a bit shy.
“fuck, you taste amazing.” because you were all tense at the idea of being too heavy, he gripped both of your thighs and pulled them as hard as he could to his face.
eventually, you started showing small signs of pleasure. you exhaled a shaky breath and your eyes rolled to the back of your head, all under riki’s sharp gaze, studying your every reaction.
“please, louder sweetheart, let me hear how much you like it.” bit by bit, the worry drowned under the stimulation and you started to relax. “you’re doing so well,” he complimented, “yeah… just like that, pretty girl. relax for me.”
it was almost like a relief. riki began quite literally making out with your raw nub as the thin hairs on your thighs bristled under his touch. the moan you had been biting back finally left your throat — loud, guttural, full of want. an evil smirk appeared on riki’s face and his continuous switch between the hard suction and the simple dazing swirls had goosebumps travelling all over you. sparks shot through your heated body whenever his deep voice vibrated against you every time he moaned or when you clenched involuntarily because of his breathy praises, cooling you down exactly when you needed to. the air was heavy around you, the woody remnants of riki’s perfume were mixed with a faint scent of sweat. the room was filled with the filthy sounds of riki lavishing you and your whimpers. he made another languorous kiss and you added your own hip rolls to amplify the pleasure brought by his mouth. this was perfect, the subtle pressure he put on your delicate lips, the glorifying touch of his hands going from your thighs to your hips, or moving up to cup your breasts from time to time… you felt yourself getting hotter by the minute, as riki’s twirls around your clit became more precise.
“fuck...” your grip against the headboard got tighter. “you feel so good,” your gaze dropped to riki, once again getting fueled by your approval. he was thirsty for your approbation and rewarded every flattery with a loving wet lick on your pussy. he looked wrecked, messy hair and desperate eyes, as sweat beaded on his forehead. yet, stopping wasn’t even an option.
“god- riki you need to slow down,” your breath hitched.
drunk on the feeling of your juices consistently spilling onto him, he disregarded your request and instead he pushed his tongue inside you. you screamed in surprise and your hands dropped to his disheveled hair. he sped up and his fingers pressed deeper and rougher against your thighs. you whined again before letting go of his head to instead shift your weight to his abs for steadiness. your hands now resting behind you allowed riki to hit an undiscovered spot inside you. the new angle was the last thing you needed before entirely crumbling.
“ngh, just like that ‘ki!” you exclaimed. “please don’t stop.”
you were now downright humping his face, while pressing on his sore muscles and leaving nails scratches all over him. this should’ve been an unpleasant experience for him, but riki was completely lost in the thrill. he liked it just as much as you and wanted nothing more than for you to play with him. the sight was dreamy: his girl above him, using him like a little toy and praising him about how good it felt, with her boobs dangling everywhere, fully accessible for him to see and to touch. this was a part of him riki had discovered while he was away, and being welcomed home by carrying out his little secret fantasy was more than satisfying. he was fulfilled by the fact that he was the one providing you with that kind of bliss and genuine small tears of joy swelled up in his eyes. seeing his profound devotion for you tightened the knot forming under your pelvis and you sped up your pace again before crying out: “you’re gonna make me cum!”
“that’s my girl,” he murmured against your pussy and added: “let go for me y/n.”
as if on cue, a powerful orgasm made you shake vigorously above him. you were almost yelling by then — and assuredly woke up your neighbors — while riki happily swallowed the fluids oozing out of you. but instead of stopping, you continued riding his face, like your excitement took over. you let out a flow of curses before your mouth fell agape and your pupils dilated.
“i know, baby, i know…” he muttered to calm you down. your thrusts slowly died down and you let out a final sigh before letting yourself fall on the bed. carefully, he pulled your limp body close and hugged you tight.
“are you okay my love?” he asked quietly. you nodded before he made sure you didn’t need anything, “let me get you a clean towel. and something to eat too.” he got up and hurried to get your stuff, stumbling on his discarded clothes, scattered all over the floor. he went to the bathroom to get you a towel and then walked towards your kitchen. on his way there, he passed through your hall and a small breeze made him shiver. he turned over to look for the source of the wind and noticed the front door wasn’t fully closed. he suddenly remembered how fast this whole night started. he remembered how he barely got the chance to greet you correctly before you were all over each other and bumped on the walls to get to your bedroom, and, with an amused smile, he quietly locked the door. once he got to the kitchen, he took some snacks as well as a glass of cold water. he then made his way back to your room with difficulty, his body unexpectedly reminding him of how tired he was, not only from tonight, but from weeks of poor sleep, from all the early mornings and late nights he spent practicing, performing and traveling instead of sleeping. riki had rarely been that happy though. yes, he was hurting all over, but it seemed like a little detail over the face he found when he opened your bedroom door again. the tired but warm smile plastered on your face, eyes lighting up when he came in and arms open to hold him was all he needed for all his pain to vanish.
“i brought you some water too,” the bed creaked under his weight. he started cleaning you up, and affectionately watched you take small gulps of water. “you did so good y/n, i’m so proud of you,” he now settled comfortably on his pillow. your head was still spinning but you still moved towards him and dropped to rest it on his chest.
“you were amazing too riki, thank you so much.” you didn’t even have enough energy to eat, and only managed to get this sentence out before dozing off, one arm loose around his bare torso. he took just a couple more minutes than you, his mind was buzzing about how much trust you had put into him tonight. ultimately, he fell asleep too, cradling your head and giving you one last kiss on your shiny hair while thinking about how lucky he felt to finally have his perfect girl by his side again.
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