BOTTOM FUKUZAWA, YUKICHI AS A BOTTOM. I AM BEGGING—
I’ll be mixing this with a similar ask of fucking him in his office at the ada, so I hope you don’t mind!!
He’s got one of his hands clasped over his mouth, the other grasping the wood of the desk as he’s bent over his it, yukuta and haori pushed up to expose his ass up in the air as you fuck into him (he chose this position so you wouldn’t see his face- to be less embarrassed, he supposes). His eyes are half lidded, face blushed and body jolting with every thrust as he desperately tries to keep down his moans.
It would ruin his image as a stoic and dependable leader if anyone working in the agency heard him like this- a desperate and needy mess being pegged by his much weaker (physically) and younger partner.
And yet the humiliation of that thought and the situation he’s found himself in makes his erect cock leak all over the desk from where it’s trapped against it
He thinks he might crumble up and die if anyone walked in on this
Oh god how was he going to face ranpo, who most definitely knew what was happening?
He’s pulled out of his thoughts by a fist in his hair, gently tilting his head to the side and exposing his neck, so you could lean up and press sloppy kisses to it
“What’s on your mind, yukichi?” You ask softly, still thrusting into him
He moves his hand away from his mouth, thinking that he’ll only have to talk to reply to you, so the chance of him making too much noise was low
“We- we shouldn’t-“ he seals his lips together to prevent a moan from escaping him, “-be doing this… in the office”
“Oh? But your body certainly wants to…” you whisper, biting into his ear as you reach your hand down to wrap around his cock
He gasps, quickly moving to cover his mouth, but your other hand easily pins his shaky one to the desk
(And perhaps he subconsciously lets you…)
“(N-name!)” he hisses, desperately trying to keep his voice quiet,
“Ah-ah-ah~ I want to hear your noises, yukichi, be a good man and let them out?” You say innocently, batting your eyelashes at him
“No, just because… you want to hear my noises, doesn’t mean everyone should-ah!” He says, before being cut off with his own moan
You had sped up your thrusts, both hitting his prostate with pin-point accuracy and rubbing over the sensitive head of his cock, matching the fast pace
His body shakes, he’s never let someone fuck him until you came along, so the sensation is still so new and intense
His cock leaks thick and viscous precum, body involuntarily rocking back into your thrusts
“(Name-name), please” he says, “don’t-ngh-don’t let them hear”
“Then maybe you should cum and get it over with, hm?” You tease, sucking his earlobe into your mouth and making him shiver
He only lets out a very quiet, and very rare whine in response
Daddy? uh, sorry… daddy? Sorry, daddy? Sorry, daddy?
This man is a DILF and I live for it
