It’s not surprising. And it’s what he gets for being known as “Japan's Strongest Anti-Kaiju Combatant.” All the fame and glory, and not enough time to take off and lie around (except for when he does, of course).
But proper days off? Days off where he’s allowed to prance around doing who knows what in his room all day without fear of someone knocking or barging in and ordering him to some stuffy meeting? Days off when he’s allowed to turn his phone onto Do Not Disturb and turn his emergency communicator’s volume down low? Days off where he’s not even expected to stay on base unless it’s an absolute emergency? Days off when he can actually take the day off? Yeah, those don’t come around very often. He knows it. And you know it too. Because you decided to accept that and all the “waking up to an empty bed” that comes with it.
But this? Today? Today is a proper day off. A day off, you would love to spend outside the base, away from all the doom and gloom of the suits at the Defense Force. A day off, you would love to spend doing romantic things with your boyfriend. The type of things that you couldn’t rush. The type of things that you would want to spend all day doing. It’s been a while since the two of you could do anything fun without some meeting looming over his shoulders or his Vice Captain looking for him.
But now? That can change. The two of you can do something fun. Something romantic. Something you can cherish. Something that normal couples do on their weekends, because normal couples don’t usually involve one of them being Japan’s strongest soldier. Something that you just couldn’t do unless it was a day off.
Something…like being on your knees for him.
Which isn’t unusual for you. So much so that it’s not definitely not something you would have relegated to a special occasion like one of Gen’s rare days off.
“Been wanting to do this for a long, long time…”
But…you’re not just on your knees for him, right now.
It’s early in the morning in his messy, messy room. Early enough that the sky is still showing shades of yellow and green-ish blue from the tiny bits and pieces of the window that wasn’t fully covered by his blackout curtains. Far earlier than you would have liked to have woken up on a day that was supposed to be dedicated to rest and relaxation. Far earlier than you would have liked to wake up at all, really. But Gen told you last night that in exchange for you handling today’s itinerary, he wanted to try something before the two of you went out for the day. Something that the two of you had never tried before. And that you were going to need enough time to shower afterward.
So that’s how you ended up here- in nothing but your panties while on your knees in front of your boyfriend as he stands over you. Looking down with a deep blush and an over-eager expression on his face as he pushes his cock between your titties. Fucking them as if they were almost as good as the real thing.
“Knew you’d look perfect like this…” He grunts out from above you a couple of minutes after the two of you had finally pulled yourselves out of bed long enough to do something other than grind against each other and make out. His works come out husky and heavy with sin, while his eyes peer down at you in a half-lidded stare of concentration as he fucks your tits. At the moment, he’s got one hand on the top of your head, gripping lightly as he rocks his hips upwards to an unsteady motion while a too proud smirk dances across of his lips. And that smirk of his grows even wider as you look down momentarily just to let the spit building up in your mouth dribble down your lips and land on his dick, further allowing it to glide smoothly against your skin. “Thanks for indulging me, doll.”
Outside like this, there’s not much for you to do like this. Just push your boobs together and answer his every murmur or moan with some dirty talk of your own. But there’s a lot for you to admire. At the moment, Gen is shirtless. And the loose sweatpants he wears to bed hang low around his body- pulled down just enough to expose his thick, erect cock to you. So you’re face-to-face with the very thing that drives you crazy the second he sticks it in. But you’re also very close to the rest of his deliciously toned body. The abs, the shoulders, the arms, the muscles. Hell, even the little happy train he has leading to a much thicker, wilder bush that you’d be even closer to exploring if he’d just stop playing around and let you use your mouth on him.
But then again, you wouldn’t be able to admire all the little faces and expressions he was making as well as you would have liked if you were too busy sucking his cock, now would you?
Admittedly, you find it a little difficult still considering that his hair is wild from sleep and his bangs are in his face. But that doesn’t stop you from flickering your gaze upward to watch his every move as he continues to rock his hips and fuck the pillowy space between your breasts. It’s cute to see how much precum he’s been spilling over your skin, sure. But it doesn’t beat the fluttering of his eyes as they close and roll into the back of his head. It doesn’t beat the biting of his bottom lip as he tries to hold back curses whenever he finds a rhythm and a position that works a little too well for him.
It doesn’t beat watching him come utterly undone because an act so simple- so small. But sometimes, that’s what people need. That’s what people want to do. Want to enjoy. Because even though his days off are few and far between, they’re his. His to enjoy. His to control. His to do whatever he wants with. Even if it means waking up at ungodly hours just to put you on your knees so you could perform a sex act that you could have done for him a long time ago.
“Hrrgh..I’m getting close…can I cum on your face, pretty girl?”
I didn't think I'd write for Gen anytime soon but I did ...and before writing for Chuuya !!!! ಥ╭╮ಥ I wish I can understand me someday (￣ヘ￣;)
She’d been spending the evening at her friend’s place, chatting about work and random nonsense, when her friend suddenly sighed dramatically.
“I haven’t seen my boyfriend in three days. I miss him so much.”
She laughed. “Three days? You’re so clingy. I haven’t seen Narumi in two weeks and we're perfectly fine.”
Her friend blinked, the mood shifting instantly. “…Two weeks? That’s not ‘fine,’ that’s neglecting him.”
“of course no, He doesn't care about these things anyway”
... right ?
And that's why she found herself in front of Narumi's door instead of hers
She opened the door and exactly as expected, Narumi was on the floor in front of the TV, controller in hand, eyes fixed on the screen. Completely unbothered.
See? She smiled to herself. Her chest loosened with a relieved little laugh. Her friend was just being dramatic. He was fine. Totally fine.
She sat beside him quietly, he didn’t even glance at her, just mumbled a soft “hey” before focusing back on the boss fight, Like he always does when focused in his gane
She waited. Watched his fingers move. Listened to the small frustrated huffs he always made when he played.
Everything was normal.
When the fight finally ended, she nudged him with a grin.
“At least offer me a soda, you know. Guest service is important.” she teased before looping her arms around him in a warm hug.
But Narumi flinched—hard.
The controller slipped from his hands.
And then… he trembled.
Not violently, but enough to feel it beneath her palms, enough to make her breath catch.
Her smile faded, concern blooming instantly in her chest.
