favourite part of the most recent ep was marcille pointing out that hang on, senshi’s not that hot and both of the other guys jst going ‘well that’s just absolutely incorrect’
you're all arguing 'joel was right' 'joel was wrong' but somewhere out there chidi anagonye has just finished the last of us finale and is having a mental breakdown over the trolley problem
male csm characters x reader; reader's pronouns are never specified.
characters include aki, angel, denji, hirofumi, and kishibe.
warnings for not sfw with aki and kishibe.
fem charas kissing their s/o here.
aki hayakawa.
there's an undisclosed, dormant part of aki that's fulfilled whenever he's able to make you melt. it's like a rush of warmth that invades his chest and makes a home out of his heartbeat.
and it's not unpleasant. in fact, he'd almost call himself an addict – an addict to the sensation of you sighing into his mouth and relaxing in his arms, whispering his name oh-so lovely that, for those moments, he can forget that devils exist and his days are numbered.
his ministrations are patient, explorative, and heeding. slender, lengthy fingers experimentally toy with strands of with your hair, trail down the outline of your jugular, and finally rest at your waist.
there's more nothing that he thinks of besides how he wants to treasure you. how these short yet precious moments are lucky to stumble across, and therefore he is lucky.
he almost wants to melt with you, into you.
"aki . . . aki, it feels good . . ."
face buried into the crook of your neck, aki's lips are light, rolling sweet kisses against your skin. his bites are shallow, barely harsh enough to leave lasting marks. there's a conscious hue that dusts his cheeks, and as he gazes at your bare form underneath his, he catches himself smiling faintly.
you do, too. aki can't decide whether it's his temporary retreat or rare expression that prompts you to laugh, but nevertheless, his fingers slot between yours as he holds your hand to his chest.
his voice threatens to break for you. "please, stay with me."
angel.
"this is dangerous."
you are dangerous. to think that it wouldn't be death, or another devil, to be the cause of his unease, but a mortal. it isn't often when angel withdraws into his own mind to ruminate, yet after every interaction with you, he could probably call introspection one of his new hobbies.
"you always say that."
as if shocked, angel freezes. with the side of a coat held against your cheek, you tilt your head at him, expectant. but it's not a cruel anticipation that taints your visage; your peer is genuine, without any hint that betrays otherwise.
angel chews his lower lip, averting his gaze from yours. after a pause, he sighs, defeated. "yeah, i do. you sure that jacket is thick enough?"
"positive."
another sigh, albeit this time, it's not as heavy as before. angel wants to screw his eyes shut, however he knows that's not a smart decision right now. as if what the two of you are doing is any more safe.
"hold it taut."
briefly, for less than a second, angel pecks the cloth right over your cheek, retracting as swiftly as possible. despite the bare, quick gesture, a smile breaks across your face, and you beam at him with sentiment that you definitely should have.
every time the two of you get urges, you always go back to the damned jacket, holding it up to whatever patch of skin either of you want to treasure. the jacket serves as a barrier from angel. to keep him from stealing any more of you than he already has.
angel doesn't like that he holds your heart as tightly as he does. but he doesn't do anything else about it, because he's content with you having his heart, too.
denji.
it takes him two full minutes to realize that he's been smiling like an idiot.
he's smiling into your lips as he kisses you, into the flesh of your cheeks, and as he draws away from your face. an exhilarated laugh is about to spill from he tip of his tongue.
wow.
you look just as happy as he feels.
denji can't help it. with razor teeth showing, he grins and lifts you up by the waist, the fabric of your top bunching around his hands while he spins you in the air.
"whoa – getting dizzy – "
"this is! the best! ever!"
he's sure the whole apartment complex can hear him, but he doesn't care. it's not like aki's around to glower at him, or power is nearby to peep at what the two of you are doing. but, then again, he's kissed you before in front of them. but it feels . . . nicer, somehow, when it's just the two of you.
yeah. just the two of you.
denji sets you down, and you wobble, nearly toppling over the kitchen counter before catching yourself with you fingers bunched in his shirt. when he sees the flush coating your cheeks, exuberance electrifies his entire skeleton. he plants hasty, yet prolonged, kisses on each of the corners of your mouth.
"eager today, huh?" you manage to interject between his rush, fingers locking sweetly behind his neck. denji buries his face between your collarbones, breathing in the smell of your clothes. they smell like they're fresh from the laundry.
"when you're here? hell yeah."
hirofumi yoshida.
"i thought you wouldn't be shy around me this time around. c'mon, you're cute like this. no need to hide."
despite his encouragement, it just so happens that he knows you won't budge. forehead glued to his shoulder, you're adamant against his words, nuzzling yourself further into him. as he exhales an indulgent laugh, you mumble something into his shirt.
hirofumi hears exactly what you say, however he feigns as if he hadn't.
"mm? these ears are getting a bit old – "
"we're the same age, hiro-kun."
"aha, well . . . " peeling himself away from you, he delights in realizing that you (cutely) attempt to glare right at him. the worry of your lower lip gives away your fluster completely. "say it again, just for me."
he sees your throat bob as you grasp at words. finally, you settle on ones that you're content with. "screw you . . . "
hirofumi hums into your lips shortly after, putting a bit more force behind his ministrations as you lean back, bracing yourself on your palms. as he pulls away, you're breathing hard enough that your top heaves with each exhale, and a satisfied grin crawls onto his visage.
"was it really that awful?"
you hesitate, although hirofumi notices a hurried confirmation on the edge of your teeth that you nearly blurt out. but with another kiss to your forehead, you resign yourself.
a sigh eases from your lips instead. "you're way too good at this, you know. it should be a crime."
a crime, huh?
he extends a hand, helping you steady yourself on the floor. "i'm only being honest. you should try it someti – "
"oh, cut it out!"
kishibe.
how long has it been since he's kissed you like this? he honestly can't recall, nor does he really want to. the only thing kishibe knows is that his thoughts will take him to an earlier time, less haunted by the future and more hopeful than the present.
suckle leisurely, bite until you're breathless. kishibe doesn't give you time to gather your bearings, calloused hands running down the smooth expanse of your back and resting over the curve of your ass.
"kishibe – !"
you're tugging him, too. pulling at the lapels of his coat and clawing at his tie, practically undoing it for him. if he weren't so preoccupied with keeping your mouth busy, then he'd goad you for your impatience.
he's about to grunt your name, too, however settles for seizing your arms. gradually, kishibe backs you up until you're braced against the wall, wrists pined on each side of your head, and at his mercy. he takes his time devouring you, tongue running harshly against your teeth and with a leg between your thighs.
yes, it's definitely been a while.
he withdraws only once he's sure you're lightheaded, although he'd be lying if he denied being out of breath himself. his chest heaves, hints of sweat coalescing on his brow, as he observes what mess he's made you into.
bite marks along your collarbones. puffy, swollen lips. eyes glazed over like you're hypnotized.
you grin coyly at him, flexing your fingers against his hold. you angle your neck, exposing the untouched, unmarked column of your throat.
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