#eighty-six x reader

[mattsundaes]

Happy spicy sleepover!! I come armed with more snacks and a humble offering of a jealous Shinei Nouzen proving to reader why he’s number one

Thank you as always Dee!! 🩵🩵

i turn into an excited gremlin as soon as i see shin's name i swear. thank you for requesting the best boy, nonnie<3!

shinei nouzen x f!reader

c: jealousy, secret relationship, p in v, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, set during an undefined period but shin is 18+

It’s different tonight—the way he touches you.

The possessive way his fingers curl around your waist, thumbs pressing into your hip bones before he slides off your underwear, mouthing a kiss against the marred skin from a years-old bullet wound on your abdomen. 

You’ve never quite defined this place where the two of you meet, both of your hearts too tired from years of loss and bloodshed to let the shape of your lips form the words buried in your throat. 

Maybe it’s a lie to call this casual, the familiar indentation of your bodies against his mattress. 

—but self-preservation is all you’ve got left lately, when you wake up not knowing if each sunrise will be your last.

Shinei’s hair brushes across your face while he leans over you and murmurs, “Raiden couldn’t handle you.”

Oh.

That’s what’s got him so worked up.

You’d maybe, possibly, potentially kissed Raiden tonight after the rest of the squadron cajoled you into joining their boredom-fuelled game of spin the bottle. And you’d perhaps only done it after glancing over to see Shin with one hand against his ear, his book long-forgotten on the coffee table, the corner of his mouth curved upward as he carried on his conversation with the new commander.

It was hardly a kiss, despite the fuss the rest of the girls made over it afterward—Kurena even loudly whispered about how good the two of you would look together.

And that was that. 

—until Shin caught you in the dark hallway after everyone else turned in, your body flush against the door to his quarters as he kissed you hard. 

Something hot licks its way through your gut seeing this side of Shin, the jealousy that hangs in the flicker of his eyes, the tick of his jaw. He drags his lips down the side of your neck, stopping to take the tender skin above your collarbone between his teeth.

“Were you jealous, Shin?” you whisper, carding your fingers through his hair, a little gasp escaping your lips when he cups one of your breasts in his hands and runs a thumb over your pebbled nipple.

In turn, you shift your leg, pressing your knee into the flushed length that hangs between his legs, precum smearing over your skin. He groans from where he’s currently closing his lips around your tit, your body arching in pleasure from the vibration. “What do you think?”

“He wasn’t half ba—”

The words die on your lips as Shin’s body presses down into yours, one hand pinning your wrists above your head while he slowly lets his cock slide along your slick folds, your communication dissolving into a litany of whimpering moans with each subsequent, teasing stroke.

“Hm?” he asks, pressing a kiss to the corner of your parted lips.

“You were busy with the commander,” you breathe out, your own jealousy thinly veiled in the wake of your arousal.

“I would have rather been busy with you,” Shin rasps, lips slotting over yours, and he murmurs against the seam of your mouth, “I’d always rather be busy with you.”

(—and two orgasms later, when you’re wrecked and soaked and gasping into Shin’s mouth as he swallows down your hoarse, whimpering moans, his thumb dragging deft circles into your aching, overstimulated clit while you ride him, somehow still begging for more—

—you can’t even begin to fault him for the brief satisfied, smug look that flashes in his eyes when a gush of clear liquid sprays out of you as he fucks you through a climax that nearly has you sobbing.)