Dirty Talk | Kinktober DAY 4
pairing Furuya x Male!Reader / Fem!Reader
cw; Very suggestive, bad writing because I am not a man. (if you would like a woman version, then you can find that at the end of this post.. teehee)
a/n; ;)
A party was being hosted by the Naka brothers, you were dragged to it since you were apart of Oya Kou. It was a celebration of randomness. You had come alone even though your boyfriend, Furuya, had shown up with his 2 friends; Seki, a big bald dude who had a heart and love for wrestling and Murayama, the childish chaotic leader of part timers in Oya Kou.
You could see them, all 3 laughing, discussing something. You, although part of the part timers, were friends with some of the full timers. Yasushi walked up to you, your back to the drink table.
"Heyyy Reader-kun, how are you?" He spoke, grabbing a cup.
"Oh, hey Yasushi." You mumbled, turning towards him. He had a fresh black eye from trying to fight Nakagoshi on his own. You had to give it to him, he was a kid with a heart.
He brought his hand up towards his eye, wincing a bit at it. "I tried to fight Nakagoshi on my own, Kiyoshi was resting."
"Resting?" You questioned, laughing a bit. "If you mean knocked out on the pavement after Nakagoshi kicked him in the face, then yeah I'd say resting."
Yasushi laughed, turning his whole body to you, his cup still resting in the palm of his hand. He rubbed the back of his head with his other one.
"Well, you have fun, I'm gonna go back to Kiyoshi so we can plan our next fight." With that, Yasushi bolted back to where he originally was. Leaving you waving at him before turning your body back to the scene of the party. Noticing that Furuya was now gone from the trio. Your eyes scanned the rest of the room, not seeing the tall man.
You feel a hand plop down on your shoulder, the familiar warmth that indicated your boyfriend was next to you. You lean a bit into him, not enough to spark the light between the gossiping full timers but enough to feel all of his warmth.
Furuya takes a sip of his drink, "I feel like ditching this party to go home with you."
"Go home and do what?" You turn your head towards him, a smirk forming on your face as you watch his eyes scan the crowd. You weren't exactly a secret couple as every part timer knew you both were dating but people were very judgemental.
"You know, the usual we do." He turns his head down, staring at the ground, his hand snaking around from your shoulder to your waist.
"You mean sitting on the couch, eating dinner together, and then cuddling to sleep?" You hum, smiling as you turn back to the crowd. This time Seki was talking to a bunch of second years who had questions about wrestling, and Murayama was sitting down, leaning back, eyes closed.
"No, no. I mean the usual of me pinning you against the wall and making you weak in your knees as I fuck you silly, pretty boy." He whispers in your ear, his lips barely touching your ear. Your eyes flick right to him, swallowing the air that had gotten stuck in your throat.
"That's bold isn't it?" You mutter.
"Bold like how what I'm going to do to you tonight is bold."
"Less talking, more getting out of here." You turn toward him, walking backwards with a wink. "Besides, you'll end up begging for my cock."
A party was being hosted by the Naka brothers, you were dragged to it since you were apart of Oya Kou. It was a celebration of randomness. You had come alone even though your boyfriend, Furuya, had shown up with his 2 friends; Seki, a big bald dude who had a heart and love for wrestling and Murayama, the childish chaotic leader of part timers in Oya Kou.
You could see them, all 3 laughing, discussing something. You, although part of the part timers, were friends with some of the full timers. Yasushi walked up to you, your back to the drink table.
"Heyyy Reader-chan, how are you?" He spoke, grabbing a cup.
"Oh, hey Yasushi." You mumbled, turning towards him. He had a fresh black eye from trying to fight Nakagoshi on his own. You had to give it to him, he was a kid with a heart.
He brought his hand up towards his eye, wincing a bit at it. "I tried to fight Nakagoshi on my own, Kiyoshi was resting."
"Resting?" You questioned, laughing a bit. "If you mean knocked out on the pavement after Nakagoshi kicked him in the face, then yeah I'd say resting."
Yasushi laughed, turning his whole body to you, his cup still resting in the palm of his hand. He rubbed the back of his head with his other one.
"Well, you have fun, I'm gonna go back to Kiyoshi so we can plan our next fight." With that, Yasushi bolted back to where he originally was. Leaving you waving at him before turning your body back to the scene of the party. Noticing that Furuya was now gone from the trio. Your eyes scanned the rest of the room, not seeing the tall man.
You feel a hand plop down on your shoulder, the familiar warmth that indicated your boyfriend was next to you. You lean a bit into him, not enough to spark the light between the gossiping full timers but enough to feel all of his warmth.
Furuya takes a sip of his drink, "I feel like ditching this party to go home with you."
"Go home and do what?" You turn your head towards him, a smirk forming on your face as you watch his eyes scan the crowd. You weren't exactly a secret couple as every part timer knew you both were dating but people were very judgemental.
"You know, the usual we do." He turns his head down, staring at the ground, his hand snaking around from your shoulder to your waist.
"You mean sitting on the couch, eating dinner together, and then cuddling to sleep?" You hum, smiling as you turn back to the crowd. This time Seki was talking to a bunch of second years who had questions about wrestling, and Murayama was sitting down, leaning back, eyes closed.
"No, no. I mean the usual of me pinning you against the wall and making you weak in your knees as I fuck you silly, pretty girl." He whispers in your ear, his lips barely touching your ear. Your eyes flick right to him, swallowing the air that had gotten stuck in your throat.
"That's bold isn't it?" You mutter.
"Bold like how what I'm going to do to you tonight is bold."
"Less talking, more getting out of here." You turn toward him, walking backwards with a wink. "Besides, you'll end up begging for me on my knees."
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