Leave a “Shag Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.
Notes: I choked when I first saw this, and then I decided to do what I did with Akashi, and take the literal meaning of it. Simply because I can't do it no matter what, sorry-- plus i have an irl friend on here and yeah if she read that my life would be spent in a cave
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"That's really cute, Sakurai-kun~"
"A-Ah, thanks..."
"Hm~"
"E-Erm, A-Aida-san, you're rather c-close..."
"I said you can call me Riko, Sakurai-kun~"
"I-I couldn't! Th-that's too disrespectful!"
Their little debate has been going on for a while, so Riko decides to stop arguing for now. She leans against the other's arm, even swooping in an arm to curl around his arm. This type of close contact is something foreign to Sakurai, so it causes the shooting guard to squirm in his seat, trying to concentrate on his manga drawings.
"When's the due date for the next few pages?" Riko asks, watching with admiration as he finishes sketching up the last of the details.
"In two days, but I have practice tomorrow." His stutter seemingly disappears whenever he is confident with something, and in this case, it's his artistic abilities.
"Ah. Oh, you need your inking pen, right?" Riko beams up at him, still clinging to his arm, and reaches over, handing him the pen that is far out of his reach.
"Y-yes... thank y-you..." Sakurai looks away shyly, hanging his head while accepting the pen.
Riko giggles and resumes her spectating, with Sakurai eventually working up his courage to ink again.
Fifteen minutes later, he hasn't put the pen down. She finds it impossible to do something like inking without cramping the wrist, so she uses her eyes. Sure enough, the physical capabilities of it was depleting quickly because of his excessive use of it.
"Sakurai-kun, you need to take a break." A displeased frown forms on her face and she releases herself from his arm, leaning over and swiping the pen from his hands.
He jumps and looks at her with surprise, his eyebrows creased in worry. "A-Aida-san? I n-need that-"
"No way! Take a five minute break first," she orders in a stern tone of voice. The tone causes Sakurai to flinch, recognizing it immediately as her "coach" tone.
"B-but..." He still wants to refuse, and Riko sighs.
"What I'm asking is harmless, Sakura-kun." She waves his pen around wildly, which causes some of the ink to splotch on his face. Her eyes widen and her tone turns apologetic. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"It's f-fine, Aida-san." He smiles softly. "I don't mind at all."
She tilts her head to the side, a curious idea coming to mind. "Is it okay if I draw on you?"
He blinks slowly at that, looking a bit hesitant. But he doesn't want to say no to her, and therefore he timidly nods his head in approval.
Riko smiles at him to ease his worry, and begins her artistic endeavors on Sakurai's face.
"Ta-dah~ it's done!" Taking a quick picture, she shows the other her creations.
In an instant, the skin under the drawings turns into a nice shade of red, and he looks at her in embarrassment. A big heart with their names in it was obvious on his cheek, and it only serves to fluster the shooting guard.
"A-Aida-san... people w-will see th-this... I'm not w-worthy..."
"Oh, hush you. I think it's a nice way to show that you belong to me," she says casually, pointing to her own face. "Here, you can draw on my face as payback for dirtying your face."
"Y-You didn't d-dirty it!" He tries to say in protest, but she waves her hand around casually. After pausing for a moment, Sakurai settles with hesitantly drawing a chibi version of Riko and him. A bolder move he takes is drawing them holding hands.
"Aww~ that's so cute!" Riko laughs in delight when he shows her the picture with his phone.
"Th-The ink is a bit permanent, Aida-san..." Sakurai says in worry.
Riko shrugs. "That's fine; I don't mind~ ....but do you?" She looks at him in concern. "If you want, I can ask Momoi to put foundation on-"
"N-No... I like this..." He shakes his head. "Ink may be considered d-dirty, but Riko-san's feelings aren't...!"
This causes the girl to blush in return. She huffs and averts her gaze. "Since when did you say such heart-thumping things?"
He doesn't apologize, for once.
He just gives her a shy smile.