cw: male!character x gn!reader; situationship; this is inspired by a dream i had, but i decided to make it neutral for the character :3
“What are we?”
It was a question that both of you have been searching for an answer for god knows how long. Because what you two had going on wasn't platonic at all.
Friends don't look at each other so longingly. They aren't intimate or romantic towards one another. They don't cuddle or kiss while laying in bed together, naked. That's what lovers do, not friends.
But that was the thing. In public, you guys were friends. Best buds that hung out all day, everyday. No one would've even suspected that there was something going on between you two. Not even your closest friends.
“What do you want us to be?” He asked in return, his hand squeezing yours gently, his thumb caressing the back of your hand.
You both had your eyes set on the TV in front of you, its volume being low and its brightness being the only source of lightning in the dark room.
You didn't answer. Instead, you just leaned against him, your hold on his hand tightening a little.
That brought his gaze to your form, his eyes softening at you. He left a soft, but long kiss against your head, before he spoke. “Are you scared of something?”
“Maybe…”
“What is it?”
You stayed silent for a few moments, biting your lip nervously. “That i might lose you…”
He didn't move or say a thing for a moment, and it made you a little anxious. But soon, you heard a soft laugh leave his lips, making you look up at him with a pout.
“I'm not going anywhere, silly.” He said in a reassuring voice, as his free hand came up to cup your cheek. “I'm right where i want to be.”
Even if you didn't get a proper answer to your original question, it didn't matter in the moment. If both of you felt the same way, maybe a label wasn't that needed right now, but just the feeling of you two next to each other.
WARNINGS - this drink may include the following: fem!reader, use of y/n, phone sex, teasing, marking, oral (fem!receiving), mutual masturbation, use of the word 'god' (not really a warning, however apparently people get triggered by it, so, y'know), swearing, only proof-read once - I think that's all, but please let me know if I missed anything^^
ALC percentage - 5.7%
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the stream was in full swing, the chat buzzing with emotes and inside jokes as Shoto leaned back in his chair, his mischievous grin practically lighting up the screen. his voice carried that playful confidence his fans adored, and his vtuber model mimicked his smirk perfectly.
"alright, chat," he drawled, glancing at the cascading wall of messages. "we’ve got a guest today - someone you all seem to be obsessed with. can you guess who it is?"
the chat immediately exploded with excitement: "IT'S HER!!" and "FINALLY LET'S GO!"
"you guessed it. let’s welcome the one and only-" he paused, dragging it out just long enough to make the anticipation unbearable. "our very own shy queen."
the discord call connected, and your voice came through, soft but warm. "hi, Shoto. hi, chat."
the stream erupted with hearts and inside jokes. Shoto tilted his head slightly, his avatar following suit, as he leaned closer to his mic. "you sound nervous, y/n. am I making you blush already?"
you chuckled softly. "you wish, Shoto."
the chat exploded.
for the next hour, the two of you bounced off each other effortlessly, the rhythm of teasing and laughter keeping the energy alive. Shoto, true to form, leaned into his flirtatious side, making sure the chat was in on the fun.
"you’re too quiet, y/n," he teased, his voice dipping into mock seriousness. "you’re supposed to help me carry the stream! unless…" he leaned closer, his avatar’s mischievous smirk sharpening as his tone softened. "you just like hearing me talk, huh?"
the audience immediately erupted, spamming "HE'S AT IT AGAIN" and "RIZZ MASTER."
Shoto grinned, fully expecting the usual shy laugh and change of topic. but this time, you surprised him.
"you know," you said after a pause, your voice light but steady, "I do like hearing you talk. it’s cute: watching you try so hard to impress me."
the silence on his end was deafening, though only for a moment. his vtuber model stilled for half a second before suddenly throwing its arms up in exaggerated shock as Shoto burst out laughing.
"WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!" he screamed out, leaning back in his chair, his avatar mimicking the motion. the chat erupted, spamming "SHE GOT HIM" and "CLIP IT CLIP IT!"
Shoto covered his face with his hands, his voice breaking into a flustered laugh. "y/n, you can’t just - where did THAT come from?!"
you grinned, enjoying his reaction. "what? you flirt with everyone all the time. I figured it was my turn."
"your turn?!" Shoto repeated, tugging at his hoodie strings. his model mimicked the motion, his face still red as he stammered. "chat, help me! she’s turning the tables, and I wasn’t ready for it!"
the chat doubled down, spamming "SHE'S TOO POWERFUL" and "RIZZ WAR DECLARED."
"alright, alright," he said finally, pointing toward the camera like he was accusing you of a crime. "you win this round. but don’t think I’m letting you off easy next time."
you giggled, your usual shyness melting away as you leaned into the playful atmosphere. "looking forward to it."
for the rest of the stream, Shoto was visibly more cautious, his usual flirtatious quips replaced with dramatic pauses as though gauging your next move. the chat noticed too, poking fun at how he was now "playing it safe."
but everyone could tell - this new dynamic was only the beginning.
the stream wound down after another hour of playful banter and shared laughter, the tension from your earlier comment still lingering in the air. Shoto’s usual energy had shifted slightly - not lessened, but… focused. every time you spoke, he seemed to hang on your words just a little longer, and the chat didn’t miss a thing.
"HE'S BLUSHING AGAIN," they spammed. "HER RIZZ IS TOO STRONG."
"alright chat," Shoto said, his voice carrying an edge of finality, though he still wore that trademark smirk. "it’s about time to wrap things up. any last words for y/n before we kick her out of the discord call forever?"
you snorted softly. "kicking me out already? I thought I was carrying the stream, Shoto."
the chat loved it, spamming "SHE'S TOO SAVAGE" and "ROUND TWO INCOMING."
"okay, okay," he replied, leaning back in his chair. his avatar mimicked the motion, arms crossing over its chest in a mock pout. "you carried… for like, ten minutes. I did most of the work."
"sure you did," you replied, your voice dripping with sarcasm.
Shoto chuckled, his laughter trailing off into a quieter hum as the chat started spamming goodbyes and hearts. "alright y/n, say goodbye to the gremlins before they start crying."
you laughed. "bye, chat. thanks for having me!"
as the discord call ended and the stream screen transitioned to Shoto’s “thank you for watching” animation, you sighed softly, leaning back in your chair. and just as you were about to close the discord tab, Shoto’s voice popped back in through a private call.
"hey…" he said, his tone noticeably softer now that the stream was over. "got a second?"
you clicked to rejoin the call, your curiosity piqued. "what’s up?"
there was a pause, the comfortable hum of silence stretching between you two. then he spoke again, his voice losing its usual bravado.
"so…" he began, drawing out the word as though testing the waters. "you really caught me off guard earlier."
you grinned, your confidence from the stream still lingering. "oh? wasn’t that the point?"
"okay, listen," he said, laughing lightly, though it carried a nervous edge. you’re not supposed to turn my own game against me. that’s illegal."
"illegal?" you teased. "I thought it was fair play."
"you’re dangerous," he replied, and this time his voice dipped just slightly - a subtle shift that sent a shiver down your spine. "and I don’t think you realize what you started."
his words hung in the air, the playful tone from earlier now carrying something heavier, something more deliberate. you felt your cheeks warm, though you couldn’t tell if it was from embarrassment or anticipation.
"careful, Shoto," you replied, your voice quieter now. "you’re making it sound like you’re planning your revenge already."
there was a low chuckle on his end, the kind that made your breath hitch. "oh, I’m not planning anything." he paused, his voice softening even further. "i’m just thinking about how bold you were today. it was…new."
"did you not like it?" you asked, your heart pounding.
"like it?" he echoed, a teasing lilt creeping back into his tone. "I loved it. but now I’m wondering if that boldness is just for show… or if it’s real."
your breath caught in your throat. there it was - that unspoken tension that had been simmering beneath the surface all night, now bubbling to the top.
"why don’t you find out?" you said before you could stop yourself, the words slipping out in a low, almost challenging tone.
the line went quiet for a moment, the weight of your words settling. when Shoto finally spoke, his voice was low, almost a whisper.
"careful, y/n," he said, his usual teasing replaced with something darker, more intimate. "you might not be ready for what happens if I do."
the silence after his words was deafening, the weight of them settling deep in your chest. you could hear your own heartbeat, pounding steadily in your ears as Shoto’s soft laughter broke through the quiet.
"speechless?" he teased, his voice carrying a low hum of satisfaction. "that’s a first."
you swallowed hard, gripping your phone a little tighter. his confidence was intoxicating, but the shift in his tone - the way it lingered in that space between teasing and serious - made your pulse quicken.
"not speechless," you countered, your voice steady despite the nerves bubbling in your stomach. "just wondering if you’re all talk."
that earned a sharp inhale from his end. his chuckle returned, darker now, like you’d just issued a challenge he was eager to accept.
"y/n," he said softly, his voice curling around your name in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. "you’re playing a dangerous game right now."
"and you’re the one who started it," you shot back, though your tone betrayed the mix of excitement and hesitation you felt.
"fair enough," he murmured, and you could hear the shift in his posture - the faint creak of his chair as he leaned forward, as if closing the distance between you, even through the screen.
the air between you felt thick now, the playful edge giving way to something far more intense.
"you know," he began, his voice quieter now, almost intimate. "i’ve always wondered how far you’d let me take this. the teasing, the flirting... I didn’t think you’d ever actually bite back."
"well, you seemed so confident," you replied, letting your voice dip just slightly, testing the waters. "I didn’t think you’d fluster so easily."
a low groan slipped from his lips, and you swore you heard his chair creak again. "you’re gonna regret saying that," he muttered, though there was no malice in his tone - just a simmering heat that sent your thoughts spiraling.
"am I?" you whispered, your voice barely audible, yet enough to make him pause.
for a moment, you thought he might laugh it off, but instead, he let the silence hang, heavy and charged. when he finally spoke, his words sent a jolt through you.
"turn your camera on."
your breath hitched. the request was simple, but the command in his tone left no room for argument.
"Shoto-"
"please." he added quickly, softening the edge just enough to make it feel like a choice. "I want to see you."
your hands trembled slightly as you adjusted your webcam, the soft click of the activation sounding louder than it should have. when your face appeared on your screen, you saw his vtuber model react in sync with him - his usual mischievous smirk replaced with a more focused expression, his avatar leaning in as if he were truly watching you.
"hi…" you said softly, feeling vulnerable under his gaze.
"hi," he murmured back, his voice lower now. "you look... flushed."
you bit your lip, suddenly hyper-aware of how warm your face felt. "well, whose fault is that?"
"mine." he said without hesitation, his smirk returning. "and I’m not done yet."
your breath hitched as his model leaned closer, and you could feel the tension in his voice. “you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to see this side of you, y/n. you’re usually so shy. it’s cute, but… this?"
"what about this?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.
"this confidence," he said, his tone dropping further. "it’s driving me crazy."
his words sent a jolt of heat through you, and you couldn’t stop the small smile that crept onto your lips. "good," you replied, surprising even yourself with your boldness.
there was a sharp intake of breath on his end. "god, you’re gonna kill me," he muttered, his voice carrying a raw edge that sent shivers down your spine.
for a moment, neither of you spoke, the silence filled with the weight of everything unspoken between you. when he finally broke it, his voice was barely audible.
"if I were there right now," he began, his words slow and deliberate, "I wouldn’t hold back."
"then it’s a good thing you’re not," you replied, though your voice wavered slightly.
"why’s that?" he asked, his tone sharp, challenging.
"because I wouldn’t either," you admitted, the words slipping out before you could think twice.
his low growl of approval sent a wave of heat crashing through you. "y/n..."
the way he said your name felt like a caress, and suddenly, the distance between you felt unbearable.
"tell me what you’d do," he said, his voice rough with restraint.
your heart pounded in your chest as his words wrapped around you, pulling you into a heady mix of anticipation and desire. the playful banter from earlier felt like a distant memory now, replaced by something far more intimate, far more dangerous.
"i’d…" you hesitated, feeling the weight of his gaze even through the screen. "i’d make you regret teasing me so much."
his laugh was soft, almost disbelieving. "oh, i’d love to see you try."
your confidence surged, the tension between you thick and electric. "maybe one day you will."
"i’ll hold you to that," he said, his voice a low promise.
the call stretched on for multiple hours, as the line between teasing and something far deeper had vanished. Shoto’s voice, warm and low through your headphones, filled the quiet of your room. the tension between you had reached its peak, and neither of you seemed willing - or able - to pull back.
"I don’t think you realize what you’re doing to me," he said, his voice rougher now, like he was struggling to keep his composure.
"what am I doing to you?" you asked, a playful lilt in your tone, though your body betrayed the growing ache that his words ignited.
"everything," he admitted without hesitation, the single word wrapping around you like a tether, pulling you closer to the edge of something you’d never expected.
the camera feed was still on, his vtuber model animating on one side of your screen, but the image seemed distant now, insignificant compared to the sound of his voice and the heat in his words.
"you have no idea how long I’ve thought about this," he continued, his tone slow, deliberate. "hearing your voice like this, knowing how flustered you are right now. it’s driving me insane."
"i’m not flustered," you tried to argue, though the breathy quality of your voice gave you away.
Shoto chuckled softly, and the sound sent shivers down your spine. "don’t lie to me, y/n. I can hear it in your voice. you’re just as caught up in this as I am."
your cheeks burned as his words pulled a soft gasp from your lips. you shifted slightly in your seat, the ache between your thighs growing impossible to ignore.
"and you’re not helping," you muttered, your voice quieter now.
"good," he replied, his voice dropping lower. "I don’t want to help. I want to make it worse."
the intensity in his tone made your breath hitch, and you bit your lip to keep from making a sound. Shoto’s sharp intake of breath told you he knew exactly what you were doing.
"don’t do that," he said softly, his voice almost a growl.
"do what?"
"bite your lip," he replied, his words sending a jolt of heat through you. "you don’t know what it does to me."
a rush of boldness surged through you, and you leaned closer to your mic, your voice dropping into a whisper. "what if I do know?"
silence followed, heavy and charged, before Shoto let out a low, frustrated groan.
"y/n, you’re killing me," he muttered, his voice strained.
"good," you replied, echoing his earlier words, your confidence growing with every sound he made.
the air between you crackled with unspoken desire, the distance between your two rooms feeling unbearably vast. you could hear the subtle shift of his chair, the faint rustle of fabric as he adjusted himself, and the thought sent a flush of heat through your body.
"tell me what you’re doing right now," he said suddenly, his voice rough with need.
Your breath hitched, the vulnerability of the question sending a thrill through you. "I…" you hesitated, your pulse pounding in your ears.
"don’t hold back," he urged, his tone softening just enough to coax you forward. "I want to hear you."
your fingers trembled as you trailed them over the hem of your shirt, your voice barely audible as you replied. "i’m…touching myself."
a low curse slipped from his lips, the sound unraveling what little composure you had left. "fuck, y/n," he muttered, his voice filled with raw want. "you have no idea how much I wish I could be there right now."
"tell me what you’d do," you whispered, your own voice trembling with anticipation.
Shoto’s response was immediate, his words spilling out in a husky rush. "i’d start slow," he said, his voice like a caress. "my hands on your thighs, pushing them apart so I could see you. i’d take my time, make you beg for it."
a soft whimper escaped your lips at the vividness of his words, and Shoto groaned in response.
"are you touching yourself now?" you asked, your voice barely a breath.
"yeah," he admitted, the rawness in his tone making your whole body thrum with heat. "I can’t stop thinking about you. the way you sound, the way you’d feel under me..."
his words broke something in you, and you let your own restraint slip, your soft gasps filling the space between his deep, ragged breaths. the distance between you no longer mattered - every word, every sound, pulled you closer together, until it felt like you were sharing the same space, the same air.
"Shoto," you murmured, his name slipping from your lips like a plea.
"i’m here," he replied, his voice a quiet promise. "i’ve got you."
your breath came in soft, uneven gasps, your hand brushing over your thighs as Shoto’s voice wrapped around you, pulling you deeper into the moment. his tone, once playful, was now rough and unrestrained, each word carrying the weight of his desire.
"y/n," he murmured, your name falling from his lips like a prayer. "tell me what you’re feeling right now."
your cheeks burned as your fingers slipped beneath the hem of your shorts, trailing over the sensitive skin just above your inner thigh. "I feel…" you hesitated, your voice trembling with need, "warm…needy."
Shoto’s low groan echoed through your headphones, sending a shiver down your spine. "fuck," he muttered, his breath hitching. "keep going. tell me everything."
you bit your lip, your movements tentative as your fingers dipped lower, brushing against the damp fabric between your thighs. "i’m so wet," you whispered, your voice barely audible.
"god," he breathed, his voice filled with longing. "do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now?"
"tell me," you urged, your confidence building with every sound he made as your hand slipped the fabric of your underwear to the side.
his voice dropped lower, rough with restraint. "i’m so hard, y/n. I can’t stop thinking about you."
the confession sent a jolt of heat through your body, and you let out a soft moan, unable to hold back. Shoto’s sharp intake of breath told you he’d heard it, and his reaction only fueled your need.
"let me hear you," he said, his tone commanding but tender. "I want to know exactly how good you feel."
your fingers slipped beneath the fabric you just pulled to the side, gliding over the slick heat between your thighs. you let out a soft, breathy whimper, your head falling back against the chair as you lost yourself in the sensations.
"that’s it," Shoto murmured, his voice like a caress. "touch yourself for me. pretend it’s me."
your movements quickened as you dipped your ring finger into your pussy, your breaths growing heavier as his words spurred you on. "Shoto," you gasped, his name falling from your lips like a mantra.
"i’m right here," he replied, his own voice thick with arousal. you could hear the faint, rhythmic sounds on his end, his breathing uneven as he worked himself in time with you.
"I want to feel you," you whispered, the words slipping out before you could think. "I want your hands on me, your lips..."
"say it," he urged, his voice tight with need. "tell me exactly what you want me to do to you."
your inhibitions melted away under the weight of his voice, and you let the words flow freely. "I want you to pin me down," you confessed, your voice trembling with a mix of shyness and boldness. "I want to feel your hands on my thighs, your fingers inside me…"
Shoto groaned deeply, the sound sending a wave of heat crashing over you. "fuck, y/n," he muttered, his voice strained. "i’d spread you open so I could see every inch of you. i’d take my time, make you beg for more."
the vividness of his words sent you spiraling as you added your middle finger, the added friction only fueling you on as your movements grew desperate and you chased the release building inside you. your soft gasps and whimpers filled the space between you, mixing with Shoto’s rough, uneven breaths.
"i’m close," you whispered, your voice barely audible.
"me too," he replied, his tone ragged. "cum for me, y/n. let me hear you."
the command in his voice pushed you over the edge, and you cried out, your body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over you. Shoto followed moments later, his deep, guttural groan filling your headphones as he reached his own release.
the silence that followed was warm and heavy, the air between you still charged with the intimacy of the moment.
"y/n," Shoto murmured after a while, his voice soft and filled with affection.
"yeah?" you replied, your heart still racing.
"I meant what I said," he continued, his tone quieter now, more vulnerable. "if I were there, I wouldn’t be able to hold back."
you smiled, a warmth spreading through your chest. "maybe one day you won’t have to."
the heat between you hadn’t subsided, not even hours later. after you’d both succumbed to the intimacy of the moment, the call lingered on, neither of you willing to let go of the connection you’d found. Shoto’s voice, once playful and teasing, had softened, carrying a warmth that made your heart ache in the best way.
"are you still thinking about it?" he asked, his voice low and intimate.
"about what?" you teased, though the flush in your cheeks betrayed you.
"don’t play coy," he murmured. "you know exactly what."
your lips curved into a smile as you leaned back in your chair, feeling the warmth of the screen light on your skin. "maybe I am," you admitted, your voice soft but honest.
"good," he replied, the smirk audible in his tone. "because I can’t stop thinking about it either. about you."
the weight of his words settled over you, sending a thrill through your chest. for so long, the playful banter between you had felt safe, like a dance you both knew the steps to. but now, it was different - real, raw, and impossible to ignore.
"you know," he began, a hint of hesitation creeping into his voice, "i’ve been thinking about seeing you. for real."
your breath caught, your heart skipping a beat as his words hung in the air. "you mean…?"
"in person," he clarified, his tone firmer now. "I want to meet you, y/n. I want to see your face, hear your voice without a mic, hold you..."
the vulnerability in his voice made your chest tighten, and you felt a soft, giddy smile spread across your lips. "Shoto," you murmured, your voice tinged with affection. "i’d like that."
"yeah?" he asked, the excitement in his tone unmistakable.
"yeah," you replied, your heart racing at the mere thought.
the idea took root between you, growing more tangible with every passing minute. plans began to form - a weekend, a city, a quiet, private space where the two of you could finally let the tension between you reach its peak.
the hotel room was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioning. you stood near the window, your heart pounding in your chest as you stared out at the city skyline. you’d arrived an hour ago, nerves buzzing in your veins as you waited for the knock on the door.
when it finally came, your breath caught, and you hesitated for a moment before crossing the room. your hand trembled slightly as you reached for the handle, the weight of everything leading up to this moment pressing down on you.
and then, you opened the door.
Shoto stood there, looking every bit as handsome as you’d imagined. his hair was slightly tousled, his dark eyes warm and intense as they met yours. for a moment, neither of you spoke, the silence stretching between you as you took each other in.
"hi.." he said finally, his voice softer than you’d ever heard it.
"hi.." you replied, your lips curving into a shy smile.
without another word, he stepped forward, his arms wrapping around you in a firm, grounding embrace. the scent of him - clean, warm, undeniably him - filled your senses, and you melted against him, your nerves easing as you felt the solid weight of his body against yours.
"you’re real…" he murmured, his breath warm against your ear.
"so are you…" you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.
when he pulled back, his hands lingered on your waist, his gaze searching yours as if to confirm that this moment wasn’t just a dream. slowly, he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a tentative, gentle kiss.
it started soft, testing, but the heat between you ignited quickly. his hands slid up to cup your face, tilting your head to deepen the kiss as his tongue teased against yours. a soft whimper escaped your lips, and he groaned in response, his fingers tightening against your skin.
"do you have any idea how long i’ve wanted to do this?" he murmured against your lips, his voice rough with restraint.
"show me…" you whispered, your hands tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer.
he didn’t need to be told twice. his lips trailed down your jaw, pressing heated kisses along the curve of your neck as his hands roamed your body, exploring every inch of you he could reach. when his teeth scraped lightly against your skin, you gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders.
"fuck-" he muttered, his breath hot against your neck. "you’re even more perfect than I imagined."
your knees buckled at his words, and he guided you back toward the bed, his body pressing you down against the cool sheets. his hands slipped beneath your shirt, the warmth of his palms sending shivers through you as he slid the fabric up and over your head.
"you’re beautiful," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire as he took in the sight of you.
heat rushed to your cheeks, but before you could respond, his lips were on yours again, hungry and demanding. his hands traced the curves of your body, his touch igniting a fire that burned through every inch of you.
when his lips trailed lower, leaving a path of wet kisses down your chest and stomach, you arched into him, your breath coming in soft, desperate gasps. the sensation of his hands and mouth on your skin was overwhelming, and the air between you was thick with anticipation, every small movement charged with electricity. Shoto's hands slid over your skin with deliberate care, his touch both firm and gentle, as if he were memorizing every curve and line of your body. his lips trailed over the soft skin of your neck, pausing to nip and suck, leaving purple and red marks that sent shivers through you.
"you're so sensitive…" he murmured against your skin, his voice filled with wonder and desire. "every little sound you make is driving me crazy."
your fingers tangled in his dark hair, tugging gently as you arched beneath him, your breaths coming in soft, uneven gasps. "you’re one to talk," you whispered, your voice trembling but teasing. "I can feel how much you want this."
a low groan escaped him at your words, and his hips pressed against yours, his erection evident even through the layers of clothing still between you. "you have no idea…" he muttered, his tone rough with restraint.
you reached for the hem of his shirt, your fingers brushing over the warm skin of his stomach as you tugged it upward. he helped you, pulling it off in one swift motion before leaning back over you, his bare chest pressing against yours. the heat of his skin against yours made your breath hitch, and you ran your hands over his shoulders, down his back, savoring the feel of him beneath your fingertips.
"god you’re beautiful…" he muttered, his lips brushing against your collarbone as his hands slid down to your hips. he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your shorts, his gaze meeting yours as he slowly began to tug them down. "can I?"
you nodded, your heart pounding in your chest as you lifted your hips to help him. his eyes darkened as the fabric slid away, leaving you in just your underwear. his hands roamed over your thighs, his touch both reverent and possessive, as if he couldn't get enough of you.
"god, y/n…" he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
the way he looked at you - like you were the only thing that mattered - made your cheeks flush, but the heat between your thighs demanded more. you reached for him, your hands moving to the button of his jeans, and he let out a sharp breath as you undid them, sliding them down his hips.
when he was finally as bare as you, he leaned down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. the weight of him pressed against you, his hard length evident even through his boxers, and you couldn't help but let out a soft whimper as your hips shifted instinctively toward him.
"patience," he murmured against your lips, his voice teasing but strained. "I want to take my time with you."
his words sent a shiver through you, and he began a slow exploration of your body, his lips and hands tracing every inch of you. his mouth found the sensitive peaks of your chest, his tongue flicking over one of your nipples before moving to the other, his hand kneading the soft flesh as he sucked gently on the skin.
"Shoto..!" you gasped, your fingers digging into his shoulders as your body arched into him.
"that's it…" he murmured against you, his voice like a command. "let me hear you."
his lips trailed lower, leaving a path of kisses down your stomach, and when his tongue flicked out to tease the sensitive skin just around your still-clothed pussy, you let out a soft cry, your hands gripping the sheets beneath you.
"you're so wet," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. "is this all for me?"
"yes…" you whispered, your voice trembling with need. "only for you."
his eyes flicked up to meet yours, and the intensity in his gaze sent a wave of heat crashing over you. "good," he said softly, his breath warm against your skin. "because i’m not stopping until you’re screaming my name."
as he hears the soft whimpers you let put Shoto quikly drops his head down between your thighs. you let out a breathy sigh as he licks along your thigh, forming small, purple marks.
your head falls back against the pillow as Shoto drags open mouthed kisses up your thigh to your pussy, eyelids heavy and lips parting. you gasp, feeling his tongue sweep along your folds, almost teasing.
your fingers twist the sheets beneath you, back arching up off the bed as your hips jerk when Shoto sucks on your clit, his teeth grazing it just enough to let a shock run through your body.
he moans against you, not specifically loud, but obscene as one of your hands fly from the bed to his hair, tugging lightly at it.
you can feel the way he whimpers against you at your tugging, however he doesn’t look up at you, too focused on his tongue inside of you and the almost euphoric taste you bare. your thighs tighten around his head and you look down at him, your eyes half-lidded and bottom lip tugged into your mouth as you tug harder on his hair.
“fuck…” you breathe out, eyes widening slightly when you notice Shoto grinding his hips against the bed, desperate and erratic, trying to get himself off.
the sight alone sends a shock through your body, a loud moan escaping your throat as you push his head further into you, your lashes fluttering and thighs trembling on either side of his head.
as he sucks on your clit your hips instinctively jerk up to grind harder against his face. you squirm as his tongue drags in and out of your pussy repeatedly, your moans turning almost pornographic.
your vision feels blurry and your thigh muscles burn as his tongue fucks you closer and closer to release.
you try to nudge him, letting him know that you’re close. the lewd sounds of your moans, the sloppy sound of his tongue driving itself in and out of you, flicking over your clit, as well as the creaking of the bed, it’s all too much for you. you can’t keep this up. you fail to notice how your warning comes out as a garbled slur of incomprehensible words.
your entire body spasms when you cum, thrashing in his hold, your free hand flying up to grab the pillow behind your head as you cry out.
“ahh!! Shoto~!”
as you come down from your high you realize that he must have cum too, as you can feel the way his hips still against the bed, and you distantly hear the moans muffled against your pussy
‘god, he’s shameless,’ you think again as you lay limp against the bed, reeling from your intense orgasm, completely forgetting about how you had sounded the same, if not worse, mere seconds ago.
"are you good?" he asked softly, his forehead resting against yours as he caught his breath.
"more than okay…" you replied, your voice still breathless, and as you lay tangled together, your breaths evening out and your bodies still pressed close, you knew that this was only the beginning of something far deeper - a connection that neither of you would ever let go of.
Reader saying smth to make the luxiem boys + shoto flustered?👁👁 tbh i just wanna see cute guys blush AHAHA
okay what to say to make them blushy blush!!! suggestive in lucaike woops
mysta rias - when you get a bit possessive??.?! nothing gets him more hard flustered than you showing others that he’s yours, whether it be through words or actions. someone flirts with him and you just show up going ‘he’s mine’? hell yeah he is!!
shu yamino - brag about him to others aghehjs if others do it he survives by laughing awkwardly but you?? he values your opinion so so much it can literally be anything, talk about how smart and easygoing he is, how well he takes care of you and boom. sorcerer is hiding his face in his hands with red ears (while denying everything) mwahaha
vox akuma - compliment him plsplspls he completely malfunctions.. normal confident vox GONE especially when it’s out of nowhere like. perhaps he says good morning with that deep rasp and you just- “babe? your morning voice is hot.” you will have his eyes widening and looking away in no time pinky promise
shoto - this baby really only needs a slight touch to get flustered.. even holding your hand makes him nervous, so whenever you initiate physical contact get ready for some stuttering and shy giggles along with it :’) after a while he gets used to it — especially warming up to cuddling at night — but touch a sensitive area like his neck or waist and you’re back to stage one. even if it’s a supposed innocent touch, right when your fingers graze that slim waist of his, don’t be too surprised if he lets out a whimper..
luca kaneshiro / ike eveland - decided to combine them since this applies to both,, they’re both quite hard to crack, a lot of the time when you try to get them flustered they finds a way to uno reverse it on you, but there’s something about dirty talking that gets both of them speechless every time. their cute, sweet s/o suddenly trying to seduce them?? just murmur in ike’s ear how badly you want him to take you somewhere private, how fuckable luca looks while running a hand down his buff chest and they’re goners
CONTENT
Gender neutral reader, reader is ugly crying, shared home, hugs, kisses, comfort, fluff, established relationship, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+
AUTHOR NOTES
Pick your favorite character and read! The wording might not perfectly fit all characters I’ve listed so I apologize for making anyone too OC. Also feel free to pick a character I didn’t list! This fic is for you and your personal comfort :)
Also! If you’re reading and you’re feeling down, I hope this is able to help even if just a little bit. Just know you are indeed doing great and you’re not alone. Please take care of yourselves! Mwah.
ITADORI YUJI, OKKOTSU YUTA, TOGE INUMAKI (SEE NOTE 1 at the bottom), Gojo Satoru, KAVEH, KAEDEHARA KAZUHA, THOMA, KAEYA, CHILDE, VENTI, Tighnari, Xiao, Kamisato Ayato, MARIUS VON HAGEN, LUKE PEARCE, RAFAYEL, Xavier, SUGAWARA KOUSHI, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kuroo Tetsuro, SABITO, AMAJIKI TAMAKI, NITORI AIICHIROU, HEARTSTEAL APHELIOS (SEE NOTE 2), Heartsteel Ezreal, SHXTOU (vtuber Shoto), Howl, OR any babygirl man <3
WORD COUNT: 996
You weren’t unfamiliar with the current feeling you were having but it still sucked nonetheless. You’ve been having a bad day, week, month, basically it’s just been sucky. One of your preferred ways of coping was just to cry, sometimes with your sad playlist to get it flowing. Basically, let it all out with a good cry and hope it gets better. You were fine to cry alone, if anything it was better that no one had to see you like this. You could ugly cry all you wanted and not have to be perceived. But both fortunately and unfortunately your boyfriend came home a few hours early. He was supposed to be out for work until early tomorrow morning but he wanted to see you and surprise you by coming the night before, albeit late at night. He called out your name happily to locate you within your shared home. You trust him so when you heard him you didn’t feel the need to hide or pretend you weren’t crying. You called out his name to signal you were in your room and immediately he could tell something was off. Your voice was hoarse and cracked and so he quickly put down his stuff to speed walk over to you. When he opened the door and saw you crying he immediately rushed to you to envelop you in a hug. “Baby what’s wrong?” he said with a slight pout and concern in his eyes. He loved you so much and just wanted to make you smile and happy, he knew that emotions were normal and that having a good cry is good, he even does it himself sometimes heh. But he hates to see you cry, it breaks his heart a bit. He ushers you to the bed so you can both sit and hug comfortably. You tell him that it’s just been a lot and you rant a bit about your troubles. You don’t say a lot but he doesn’t need to hear the details to know how you feel and how to comfort you. “I’m so sorry darling. Listen, I love you so much and I’m sorry you have to go through this right now. I wish I could take this all away for you and maybe I can’t but I know that I can try my hardest to try and help. You’re such a sweetheart and a gentle soul and you deserve the world.” He gives you forehead kisses as he wipes your tears with a tissue he grabbed from your table. He hugs you tight as you ugly cry a little from his words. “You’re doing amazing, darling. You’re always doing your best and I hope you never forget that. You’ve told me so much about you and your past and I hope you know how strong you are.” He strokes your hair and your back as he says this. You feel his heartbeat, his body, and the vibrations of his voice against you as he speaks. “Let it out, we’ll get you a snack, and we’ll sleep, you can deal with whatever else tomorrow. For tonight please just rest, you always work so hard.” You pull back to give him a small nod. He smiles at how cute you are even while crying and gives you a long, reassuring kiss. He cups your face with his hands and wipes your tears a bit with his thumbs. You both pull back and you croak out “I’m sorry that you had to come back just to worry about me and comfort me.” “You always take such good care of me, this is the least I can do. Let me know how else I can help support you. If you need more hugs, kisses, reassurance, or anything at all, just tell me. Okay?” He says warmly, smiling at you with soft adoration in his eyes. You nod again as tears flow out because he’s treating you so sweetly. “Thank you… I love you so much and I appreciate you,” you say, half crying, as you kiss him. “No need to thank me baby. I love you so much too.” You sit with your foreheads pressed together for a bit as you finish crying. “Let’s get you a snack sweetheart,” he says while standing up and offering you his hand. You nod and smile.
He holds your hand all the way to the kitchen and it makes you giggle and your heart flutter. He makes you both cups of your favorite tea but decaf because you need to sleep! He grabs you some of your shared collection of snacks and you head back to the bed. You finish your tea together while chatting about his recent work/mission and you both feel warm from the tea and also just from each other. You put down your cups and lay down to cuddle. He turns the lights off and wraps his arms around you. He lays on his back to let you sleep on his chest with one arm around you and the free one brushing through your hair. “I love you so much. Never forget that. I hope that you also love yourself as much as I love you because you deserve it. If you can’t right now, that’s okay, we’ll do it together, slowly.” You share a few more kisses as you tell him you love him too, that you’ll definitely try, and that you hope he loves himself like that too. Your hearts are full as you drift into sleep together. Maybe the future will be nice, but even if it isn’t, it doesn’t matter. You’ll always have him and he’ll always have you. He’s given you the power to love yourself and you’ve given the same back. Life will inevitably get hard but you feel like that you might just be able to face it because you’re not alone. You both doze off into the night, smiling in each other's embrace.
NOTES (YES I KNOW THEY CAN’T TALK LOL HERE ARE MY EXPLANATIONS)
NOTE 1: personal headcanon that will be in Inumaki’s own fic eventually: Inumaki learned to not funnel cursed energy into his speech for short periods of time and he uses it for when you really need to hear his voice, you can also help him suppress the cursed energy by blocking it with yours by mentally aiming it at his throat.
NOTE 2: since this is for heartsteel Aphelios (because I haven’t researched regular Aphelios’s lore enough yet) it seems that he can still talk, he just chooses not to. He lost his ability to sing but I haven’t found anything that says he can’t speak or use his vocal chords. In game, he still has the ability to yell or grunt when he’s attacking or even doing his emotes. I just headcanon that he doesn’t like how his voice sounds after losing his singing voice (even though you reassure him he really does sound the same) and it also strains him to speak for too long. But, he will speak to you commonly in short bursts, or will speak when you need to hear him.
If your requests are open could I request Shxtou and reader playing a two player game and it went very well, that they get shipped by a bunch of people and react to fan art on stream or something sorry if it's too much
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I love your works so much btw! ❤
Player Two?
SHXTOU x Gn! READER
Genre: Fluff!
A/N: Hehehehe 😈 so I add a sprinkle of Dacapo into this fic because I have a good idea for this order 😈😈😈😈 wish me luck~! Love you Honey! ((ALSO, my requests are open and so is a discord server👍 come talk to me and my friends! Love you all!!))
“ORDER UP!”
Discord call from…Dacapo
“You never call me Dacapo, what did I do now?” You asked with confusion, normally Dacapo never calls you unless you messed around a bit too much with Baabel or he had a question for you.
“So, I have a friend named Shoto, I can’t make the stream today due to some setbacks where I am at the moment so could you take my place instead???” What. You were known pretty well around the Vtuber community but you’ve never had to ‘sub’ in for someone.
“Are you insane Dacapo?? Just cancel on him, it happens to everyone at some point.”
“Just join his VC already, Y/n.”
~ Present Time ~
Well, that’s how you got yourself into this mess. You knew of Shoto and he knew of you but you guys never talked. Both of your guy’s chats noticed the tension between the two of you, it was so thick that you could cut it with one of Shoto’s daggers. But, you got a superchat that might have just fixed the entire stream.
Zara_Zamura
$100.00
Why don’t you guys play Mario Cart together???
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea! Hey Shoto, wanna play some Mario Cart?”
“Oh you’re on Y/n!”
The stream was filled with laughter and everyone loved you guys together, even though this was the first time you guys ever met, it was still a lot of fun to just play games with him, you were starting to enjoy his company and soon everyone in chat started to ship you two.
Chat:
Dacapo Ch. [ARP]: See, I told you that you would be fine, look at you now Y/n, you made a new friend!
“Dacapo, get out of my chat”
Let’s just say #/Shxtouxy/n was trending on Twitter for a few months.
not to be a simp but id do anything for more shoto x streamer!reader where they are so obviously into each other and everyone ships them 😔 shoto the things u do to me
i hope i did your request justice, anon! i really enjoyed writing this and feeding the shou simps out there >;3
shxtou x streamer!reader
synopsis: moments you and shoto had on stream and one off
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the “shoot your shot”.
leaning closer to the screen, jaw clenched and eyes focused, you visibly scowl at the sound of his voice laughing. not with you, no. at you. your 2D model seems to glare as you bite your lip in anticipation, skillfully aiming your mouse in the perfect spot. the stream chat flooded with random words of encouragement as you were in a valorant “training” custom game. your opponent? beloved vtuber companion, shxtou. shou, if you wanted to be nice to him.
“come on, y/n. if you get this headshot i’ll give you a big sloppy kiss.” your friend says, a teasing smile contaminating his tone. your viewers watch as your character’s eyes widen, mimicking your real self. the heart monitor seemed to pick up on your flusteredness as well, but you chose to ignore it. with careful movement, you see his chosen agent, back to you. with quick actions, you take the shot and laugh to yourself, reading the small ‘HEADSHOT’ title come into view. shoto yells in response to his death, shocked to his very core. “there is no fucking way. no way.” he repeats in disbelief. pulling your microphone closer to yourself, you glance into your camera. “come on, shou. where’s my kiss?” you asked him lightly, causing him to laugh. he seems to have gotten closer to his microphone as well, speaking lowly as if right into your ears. “you’ll have to come over to get it, sweetie.” he says effortlessly.
your chat blows up like never before.
“DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT??”
“Y/N PLS”
“DO IT DO IT DO IT”
“OSGOHS SHOTO AND Y/NGHEOGUHESOG”
your heart races as you lean back into your chair, letting out an airy laugh. “eww don’t say stuff like that!!” you giggle, covering your face in embarrassment though the camera couldn’t catch the bright blush on your face as you read the chat from the corner of your eye. “no, come on. i promised you the kiss and you deserve it.” he says to you lightly as his character respawns. he walks over to you in game and presses shift, his agent moving up and down excitedly. “okay wait c’mere.” you tell him, moving closer before laughing. “mmmmwwuaahh!” you made a kissy noise as you pressed your character against his. he copies your actions, giving your game agent a multitude of overexaggerated kisses.
you inwardly wished they were real- and so did shoto.
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the “besties only”.
“hey babe.” you say, creating emphasis on the cheesy nickname. “aww goodmorning, darling. how are you?” he instantly banters back as you cringe to yourself. “i’m a lot better now that we’re talking, sweetie.” you reply to him, stifling your giggles as you watch your friends’ models exchange looks of shock. mysta rias is the first to speak. “i’m sorry, did i miss something? why are you guys flirting?” he asks, causing both you and shoto to burst in a small fit of laughter. “can’t i flirt with my super totally real boyfriend?” you ask in between your laughs. iron mouse scoffs at your statement, joining your laughter. “boyfriend? no way you managed to pull someone so easily.” she jokes, laughing as you sit there, in shock, as you try to calm your laughter. “nah, mouse, that was FOUL.” you laugh. shoto speaks up again, “haven’t you guys seen the fan art? the guildies and (whatever you call your viewers) love us together.” he explains. in the midst of the chat messages, you read that he was, indeed correct. “yeah, a little too much.” mysta says, fake gagging to show his disgust. “aww are you jealous it’s not you they’re drawing him with?” you teased into your microphone. everyone laughs and they accept the joke. you and shoto always joke-flirted. this was nothing but you and your friend messing with them and all of your viewers for the content. shxtou and you? nothing but a duo who liked to laugh.
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the “comforting”.
you were wrapped up, sitting with your legs hugged towards your frame comfily. it was getting colder, as winter approached, so you and your 2D model were bundled in a sweater and f/c blanket over your shoulders. you felt at ease and comfortable at your desk, a warm cup of coffee sitting safely to the side. though you felt warm and cozy, your friend was on edge and anxious. as he played a new horror game, you had decided to watch in attempts to keep him company whilst he streamed. on his screen was the game and his character, along with yours sitting right on his shoulder cutely. “what if whatever’s chasing you is over there?” you asked him, half jokingly. the purple haired streamer stopped in his tracks, turning around. “nope. i’m done. y/n i don’t like this game.” he panics, running away from the place you had mentioned. laughing at his reaction, you read through his chat every once in a while.
“shoto, i was joking. im pretty sure you should just-” your explanation was cut off by a scream, causing you to let out a small yelp in surprise as well. as the monster chased him, you laugh lightly. “y/n help i can’t please i don't know where to go!!” shoto pleads for help as his game character proceeds to run. “i can’t help you? i’m not playing!!” you tell him quickly. “y/n,”your friend whines, “hold my hand at least. this is scary.” he tells you in what you think was a pouty tone. “want me to hold your hand? i can hold your hand, shou. don’t worry.” you tell him comfortingly. though you could not do it at the very moment, his heart warmed hearing the words. his viewers awed at your interaction, accepting the normal flirty banter between you two. that’s all it was, though, for now.
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the “subtle hints”.
letting out an over exaggerated sigh, you glanced into the camera, pouting. your 2D model, of course, mirrored your actions to the stream. “guys,” you say to your chat, “shoto is so mean to me.” you claim, a false sadness lacing your voice. “what- what are you even saying?!!” the other person in call says. “look! he doesn’t even know what he did wrong!!” you plea, starting to ‘cry’ to your viewers. “n/n, come on..” shoto says with a defeated sigh. his tone makes you hold back a laugh. “no! you’ve hurt my feelings already. we’re done!” you say dramatically. “chat, you’re not allowed to ship shoto x y/n anymore!” you say as your friend gasps.
“tHEY WERE ACTUALLY DATING?”
“NOOOO SHXTOU PLS”
“y/n yOU CANT SAY THAT”
“NOOGOERHGOEUGHNOOOOOO”
you bite back a smile at the flooding chat, glancing at your phone sitting on its stand on your desk. on your screen, a muted facetime call with your friend on the other side, smiling as well. his hair was messy and, from the camera angle, you see the black hoodie and a peek of white sweatpants. he glances over to you, flashing you a smile that causes your heart to burst and a blush crawling onto your face. your flustered expression and his smile doesn’t go unnoticed by your stream, a whole new flood of messages flowing through. but, you didn’t really bother to read them right now. not while shoto mouthed a faint “i love you.” to you through your personal call. no, it was truly just you and him. and though you’d only ever known him through a screen, you smile at him and mouth the words back.
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the “peppermint”.
you were exhausted, to say the least. after a straight week of back to back streams, you were grateful for your short two day break. though it wasn’t a full, laboring job, it takes a lot to just sit in front of a screen and entertain others for hours on end. more so because they couldn’t actually see you. setting your headset down after a particularly long stream, you lean against your desk- elbows resting on the hard surface as you cradle your head in your hands tiredly. you absolutely adored your job and the friends you’ve made along the way. although, sometimes, you needed a break. with a sigh, you stand from your seat and stretch in an attempt to sooth your tense muscles. while you stretch, there’s a ring from your front door. fixing your hair messily as you move to open the door, you wondered who could be visiting you on a random tuesday afternoon. from the peep hole, you see a mop of dark purple hair you could never mistake.
opening the door, you let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding as he wrapped his arms around your frame. “what are you doing here?” you ask him, your friend, your duo, and the one who you held so many feelings for. “i heard you were having a bad week so i came over..” he explains, his embrace tightening just a bit. you buried your face into his chest, taking in a whiff of his cologne. “you flew over here just because i’m a little moody today?” you joked, entirely grateful that he was here, right in front of you. he runs his fingers through your hair, kissing the top of your head. “say it already, you missed me.” he says lightly as he awkwardly shuffles you both back into your small apartment, closing the door behind him as he attempts to keep an arm around you. you look up at him, feeling a blush crawling onto your face at this new sense of closeness. “i missed you, shou. thank you for coming over.” you tell him quietly, sincerely. he looks into your eyes and you look into his, getting lost in the dark shades. “can i kiss you?” he asks you quietly, almost afraid to ask. the moment you nod, his lips are on yours gently. they were soft and you could taste a hint of peppermint before he pulls away, cupping your face with both of his hands. he smiles at you, causing your heart to beat faster than it ever has before. “fuck, y/n.” he mumbles, “i love you so much.” he tells you before kissing your face all over, holding back his laughs as he does so. you giggle at the affection, smiling at him.
Hurt/Comfort ; Mentions of Crying ; Mentions of Kissing ; Established Relationship ;
A/n : I've watched this clip of Shxtou, of him crying because of a dono he got (´；ω；｀)
Poor boy, I want to hug him so bad when I heard his cries. ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡
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Shxtou was streaming, and you were watching him in another room. Everything was fine until he got a $1000 donation from one of his viewers, he thanked them and proceeds to read them. It's only been a few seconds in, you can hear his soft sobs. And slowly it gets louder, he's actually crying. You immediately stood up from the couch and stood quietly in front of the door of Shxtou's room, you contemplated if you should just wait for a bit or just barge in.
And you decided to reach out to him from his dm, 'open the door Sho' you sent the message. And it was instantly seen by your Beloved Demon hunter, he muted himself and excused himself for a bit to his viewers. The chat understood and told him to take his time, after he muted himself. He immediately walk up to the door and opens it, revealing you standing there looking at him with worried look.
"Hugs?" You asked the moment you see him as you open your arms, the way his eyes start to glisten again with tears made your eyes widen up. "Sho-" before you could finish your sentence, he immediately engulfed you into his arms. Crying on your shoulder, you gently pat his back, and slowly went up to his head. You kissed his ear, and whispered "They love you Sho, as much as I do." You whispered and slowly push him away from you a bit. You gently put your hands on his cheeks, slowly rubbing your thumbs across his cheeks. He leaned into your hands, closing his eyes. Enjoying the comfort you gave him.
"I'll be waiting for you in our bedroom okay? Go finish what you have to do first, we can cuddle later, okay?" You said, Shxtou nod his head and before you could walk away from him, you felt a tug from the boy. You look up at him, "Hm?" You hummed at him. "...hnn, C-can I.. have a kiss?" You look at him with awe, you let out a chuckle. Making him glare at you flushed, despise his tears, he's still embarrassed.
"You know what, neve-" You didn't let him finish and leaned closer to him, kissing him. Shutting the Demon Hunter up, after you pull away from the kiss. You kissed him again on the cheek, whispering "There, another kiss from me. Now go, I'll be waiting in our bedroom okay?" You said and walked away. Leaving the boy, stood there flabbergasted, flushed red.
"Dang it.."
. . .
He continued on with his stream a little bit longer before deciding to end it, after ending it he immediately went to your shared room. And saw you on the bed, playing with your phone as you wait for his arrival. He walk up to you and slowly crawl to your lap, you looked down from your phone to your Lover that's burying his face on your stomach.
"Welcome back.." you said as you put your phone away, you gently brush your fingers into his hair locks. Earning a hum from the Hunter, he snuggled closer to you as you did so. "Come here lay down beside me." You said, and it took Shxtou a minute for moving himself from your lap to your side.
When he is by your side tho, he buried his face on your chest. Making you let out a small chuckle, you pat his head and kissed the top of his head. "Love you Sho." You said as you continue gently patting his head, whispering sweet nothings. Giving him the comfort he needs. After that you mindlessly playing with his hair locks, Making him shiver at the sensation, "Hmm.. it tickles." He said as he wrapped his arms around your waist a bit tighter. He then whispered,
