#im maki

[alexablissmark]

no thoughts just them

[elaera23]

*MC still trying to reject Dr. Maki’s advances*

Yukihisa: Will you stick around and help me out?

MC: Dr. Maki, I’m sorry. I’m afraid I have a meeting.

Yukihisa: Oh, you know, they called and cancelled that meeting. *smiles*

MC, to herself: He cancelled my fake meeting… dammit.

[hotcocosharing]

Unexpected Night (IM Smut)

Fandom: Irresistible Mistake Category: Smut Character: Yukihisa Maki Notes: I think it’s time @midorismiles

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This isn’t how you plan to spend the night.

“Can I buy you a drink?“ 

You never thought such a simple sentence would lead you to the current situation you’re in. You’ve seen it in movies, heard it from friends but you’ve never experienced it in real life.

It’s just like any other ordinary day, finishing work late as usual and have a drink or two before crashing your exhausted self onto the empty bed. Here you are, with a handsome stranger approaching you at the bar which make you unsure at first. It’s usually your friends and colleagues that get hit on, you would politely turn down the offer but there is something alluring about the warmth of his eyes and his genuine smile. Something about him makes you say yes and introduce yourself.

You never thought you’d be the type, heck you have never been the type.

Standing here and flirting with a man you know nothing about, daring to reach out and touch his arm as you laugh. He asks you to dance so you do, showing off moves that you have no clue you’re capable of. He leans into your ear, chest flush against your back and breath warm.

The touch of his curve lips at his compliment before spinning you around to face him, looking up at him through your thick lashes and biting your lower lip. He reduces any further gap, your hips meeting his and he places a hand on your neck as he leans down and kisses you. It’s quick yet it feels as if the world is on pause, then comes his inevitable question in his low and thick voice- if you’d take this some place else and you nod eagerly.

One simple ask has now lead you to your situation or more like position. Being pressed against a kitchen counter top with his tongue overlapping against yours, he slides his hands up and down your waist, squeezing at the little band of flesh between your skirt and blouse. The continuous movement of your hips rocking into his is earning you the softest of groans and whimpers, your hands on his shoulders, one of them tracing up the back of his neck.

His lips leave yours, trailing down to your jaw and neck. “I can wait to taste more of you.“ 

You tilt your head slightly and he licks a stripe up your throat, meeting you with a wicked grin before sealing your lips once again.

“This .. is all new… to me..” you push against his chest slightly, his kisses deepens, hands moving to brush back your hair and hold your head in his palms. His voice is a whisper, “No worries, you’re in good hands.”

You melt. 

Is it his kisses, touches or his seductive tone that has gotten right into you? You can’t be sure as all you can manage is do as he says. Taking your hand, the stranger leads you to his bedroom, he sits you down on the edge of his bed then drops to his knees in front of you.

He unzips your boots, sliding them off your feet, follows by your stocking before pressing a light kiss to your smooth skin. It makes you giggle and his eyes smile up at you. Moving up his lips to your clothed leg, hands already on your hips, squeezing gently.

Your hand between his shoulders, gripping his shirt and impatiently pulling it over his head and throwing it to the floor. His fingers creep up to toy with the hem of your blouse, sliding his index finger under the fabric and he looks up at you with dark eyes, mobilizing you to lift your arms and pull your shirt over your head. His hands run down to the sides, squeezing you as he kisses your chest and over your breasts. Pulling down your bra slightly, the tip of his tongue starts teasing your harden nipple. Your breath catches in your throat and the charming smirk that paints his face is almost like a reward.

He catches your lips again, leaning up into you, the stubble of his chin scraping against your face. The sound of him undoing his belt follow by his thumb begins to draw circles over your cheek. He pulls away from you slightly, nudging your noses together, his voice is loud in the quiet bedroom.

“Would you blow me?“ 

You nod without thinking, the thought of how inexperience you’re never cross your mind. He kisses you again, catching your bottom lip between his teeth for a short moment before standing up and taking a step back, giving you room to slide off of the bed and onto your knees. You feel a spike of anxiety and the familiar warm rush of nerves, your face heats up as he pushes his trousers and boxer down, letting his cock spring free.

You stare at it with your mouth dry and your fingers tremble. His large hands thread through your hair gently, fingers tracing down your jaw and to your chin, lifting it upwards, making you look at him. You swallow hard, wetting your throat.

Wrapping your hand around his shaft, you run your tongue from the base to his tip. He groans, threading his hand through your hair as he thrusts into your mouth, quickening his pace. You feel the vein on the underside of his shaft pulse against your tongue and you’d love to make him cum, to feel his warm release running down your throat.

You want him to tease you, to wreck your body. Opening your throat, you push him deeper, letting out a low moan yourself as his hands tighten in your hair and starts thrusting faster into you mouth. 

"Fuck…. Is it okay to ruin that pretty face of yours? Should I cum in your mouth?" 

You moan in response, sucking harder while he pounds into your throat, getting sloppy and rougher as he gets closer. He suddenly holds your head in place, feeling his pulse as his seeds hit the back of your throat and you swallow it all. A new kind of bitter sensation that you don’t seem to hate as you’d imagined, he pulls out of you, shooting the last bit onto your lips and chin. Sweat dribbles down his forehead as he tilts your head up to look at him again, pushing your hair to one side.

Your lips part, showing him the bitter, salty cum that is pooled on your tongue before giving his manhood one last final clean lick.

He bends down and places a hurried kiss on your forehead before picking you up and laying you on his bed. "Now it’s my turn.”

Stealing a quick peek at the clock on his night stand, it’s only 12 am and your first one night stand is only just beginning.

“Call me Maki by the way, that’s the name you’d be screaming till your throat’s dried.”

[elaera23]

[MC after Yuki offered her to be friends with benefits]

MC: I will never agree to such an offer! I dislike you with every inch of my being!

Yukihisa, smiling sweetly: That's not a lot of inches.

[elaera23]

[MC being forced into Dr. Makis office by Shunichiro]

Yukihisa: So MC.... in general, would you say you’ve been more emotional lately?

MC, immediately breaking into tears: No.

[hotcocosharing]

Life Couldn't Be Better (IM Angst)

Fandom: Irresistible Mistake Category: Angstt Character: Yukihisa Maki Notes: My first fanfic of Maki, it’s bad I know but I feel like I am out of my game lately

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Life is good- a little too good to be true for others but definitely not you.

Sandwiching between sweating high school kids from sports activities to yawning white collars with stinky breath, the thought of seeing the love of your life is strong enough for you to make it through the remaining fifteenth minutes of train ride.

Hurrying yours footsteps and meeting with smiling faces of working women in each other's arms for girls night out while you walk into the opposite direction of business district with some take away that's hopefully still warm by the time you get to the office.

It's a surprise to step into a darken floor when it's only eight in the evening but a note on the notice board has got you both curious and confused at the fact that the office has closed since afternoon. Checking your phone again to make sure you've read the message right about pulling an all nighter so you press speed dial to confirm. You soon hear a familiar voice which belongs to the person you've been looking forward to see but through the office instead of your receiver, following the loud response which you often refer it as music to your ears.

Taking a deep breath you start walking down the corridor and follow the trail of breathless moaning and whimpering, feeling the twist in your stomach and adrenaline flowing through your veins, preparing for what's behind closed door. Your trembling hand land on the cold, black door knob that holds the answer. You turn it, finding a dark hair man standing at the meeting table with a woman bending over and begging for more.

No one notice you until a chuckle leaves your lips unintentionally, "Good to see you're working hard."

Both parties gasp in shock but the tangled expression on your wife's face only sicken you further more, "Yuki...hisa!" They are considered lucky for the only thing being thrown at is the take away dinner you've brought for your wife soon to be ex wife, result of desperate yet successful attempt to contain your rage at the sight of your cheating wife.

With the last ounce of sanity left inside, you quickly lift your phone up and snap their pictures of proof before informing your wife to expect the divorce paper and she won't receive a penny unless the upcoming star of the firm wants a lawsuit since he has no problem being the victim, his ego is already completely crushed.

Everyone's right, Yukihisa Maki's life was too good to be true.