I'll Be There
Modulo!Yuji X Black!Reader You've never had to watch your back or worry about bending over to grab a fallen item until Yuji… It was maddening—you swore your heart had never sunk to your ass faster than when you dropped something within hearing or seeing range of Yuji. Contains: Backshots, Breath Play, Spanking, Fluff-NSFW
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Week one,
You dropped a spoon in the kitchen—you were making brownies, and the spoon was sitting on the edge of the counter. You weren't paying attention, too wrapped up in the music playing from your speaker propped on the fridge and swaying your hips to it.
Now remember, Yuji was nowhere to be seen. He hadn't been for the past half hour, you've been downstairs making dessert.
When you finally realized it had dropped, you turned and bent over….
As your hand reaches for the spoon—another hand reaches for it too…
“Whatcha doin' bent over like this?” You were stunned, your hand hadn't moved an inch
Your only thoughts were, ‘How the fuck did he get here so fast-’
You swore he was just upstairs…
You shook your head, fixing your mouth to say something… anything.
“I was… I was just grabbing the spoon-”
Yuji nodded into your shoulder with a soft, “Just grabbing a spoon?”
“Yep-”
“Nun else?”
You shook your head with a, “Nope-”
Yuji only nodded, “Oh…okay-”
You felt his warmth recede, along with his hand leaving your view. You picked up the spoon but not before receiving a hard slap across the ass, “I'll be waitin’...”
You cocked your head with a horrified expression, “Waitin' fo’ what?”
Yuji gave you a sinister grin, walking back out the kitchen, leaving you shocked and confused.
“Waitin’ fo what!?”
Week two,
If last week didn't scare you—this week sure did. You dropped your bowl on the way to the kitchen. A nice fresh bowl of cereal in a plastic Tupperware, premium recycling by the way. Now Yuji was asleep, dead as a doorknob, gone to the world on his stomach.
He had the pillows in a chokehold, slobbering and drooling like an old dog. You had been watching TV, some show you two hadn't finished together, while you ate a nice bowl of lucky charms and ice cold milk.
The cereal was so good, you had decided to get another bowl. It was early, and the rules in your house: as long as it wasn't almost gone, refills were damn near limitless.
You hopped outta bed in your mumu, slipping on your fluffy house-shoes and walking outta the room.
God had jokes today, cause you don't even know how you dropped a plastic bowl—thank God it was plastic, but still. The frustration was evident in the way you picked up the end of your mu to bend over.
“Hey-”
You weren't even phased when you saw his hand slide down your arm, and grab yours. His voice was filled with sleep, three octaves hitting your neck and making you shiver. You could feel the thick print of his morning wood up against your ass, and smell sleep on his skin
“Hey…” your eyes were wide, your lips bawled up forming a line across your face.
“Whatcha doin?” The same question from last week.
Your answer, “Picking up the bowl I dropped?” it was more like a questioned response to your own actions.
Yuji nodded once again. When he leaned off you, with a sexy groan—he slapped your ass again, “okay…just know i'm still waitin’-”
You could hear his large steps retreat back to the room while you were stuck in silence.
Again, you asked yourself at this point, “What is he waiting for-”.
Week three (NSFW),
You were now on edge—dropping things made you scared like a child scared of the dark.
Everytime an object slipped from your hands or fell off of something; you did the dumbest shit to pick it up… Squatting, kneeling, and sometimes you just left it there.
Every corner felt watched, every silence after an item fell; felt calculated. One time you dropped your phone and when you went to get it—you could see him looming around the corner, with a creepy grin.
Girl, you just left it there and went ‘n got on your computer.
You felt like a war vet—it was a new trauma you never thought you'd develop living with him. And you just couldn't wrap your head around one thing…
What was he waiting for?
Yuji started questioning your behavior. He acted oblivious to your hesitation—his eyes went all soft, his tone drenched with concern, “What's wrong baby?” Or “You gonna pick that up angel?”
He'd feign ignorance when you threw around accusations of him acting strange or ‘standing over you’ while you did it, “Huh- what? Nooo! Baby I was just jokin’!”
He says, holding your hands with that sickenly sweet pout.
“Then why everytime I go to pick some shit up you get all up on me and ask me stupid shit!? And what the hell are you waiting for!?”
That last part hooked something deep in him. His pout faded, his eyes grew cold and his mouth in a line, “you'll see-”
That night you took a shower… Everything was going accordingly. You scrubbed yourself down, lathered in soaps that made you smell edible.
Then, you had to go and drop your bar of soap—it slipped from your hand at the same time, you fumbled for it terrified,
"Shit!" you hissed, as it hit the ground with a loud THUD!
There was silence, aside from the running shower water, and the sound of the God Of Wars title screen from your bedroom. Your heart was pounding in your throat, you took a tiny peak outta your heavily decorated shower curtain.
The door was closed, ‘No way he heard that…right?’ You didn't really know, nor did you care. You had to finish showering and this was your chance—you made a quick grab at it-
At the same time the curtains were yanked back, and who stood there shouldn't have even been a surprise. Yuji bit his lip, letting his eyes wander over the curve of your ass and the soap melting off your skin–paired with the way you were still bent over, frozen in time.
“Hey baby-” he said, kicking his shoes off and hopping in behind you, still in his hoodie and shorts.
He leaned over your back, grabbing the soap, “Whatcha doin?”
You let out a sigh, “Washin’ my body…”
“Yeah?” He kissed your shoulder, “Yep-” you said in a deadpan tone.
“Aww you missed a spot-”
“Where?”
That's what got you face down ass up on the tile floor, receiving deadly backshots that had you clawing at the floor.
You couldn't remember what had happened to his clothes, but it really didn't matter.
The pleasure was overwhelming and so was the nefarious grip he had on your hair and ass.
Yuji yanked your head back, slapping your ass as hard as he could—leaning over you so that he was always in your view. Your pussy spazzed as he dick pummeled your insides.
He ground his hips against your ass, watching your eyes twitch and roll. his red tip leaked against your sensitive walls. You looked heavenly—drenched in water and moaning like a bitch in heat. He smiled at it, leaning closer to kiss you, “You know- hah~ you're really clumsy-”
He said, fucking you like that was punishment for it. Yuji was bullying your walls, praising the way your pussy tried to suck him deeper with every smack against your G-spot.
“Fuck- even she agrees wimme- ain't that right angel?” his other hand lost its grip on your ass, opting to rub that sensitive nub that begged for attention.
The sounds of your arousal over the shower water, combined with the clap of your wet ass hitting his pelvis was music to his ears. He let your hair go, wrapping his hand around your neck with a tight squeeze leaving you with little to no air to breath.
His grip tightened, his hips stuttered when you clamp down, “Oh fuck, you gotta stop tightening up on me angel~ its already~ oo fuck like that- hard enough to keep myself from cumming already! Youre just gonna- ah~ gonna-! fuck~ make it worse!”
But you couldn’t help it, he was being so mean to your poor cunt and over some shit you can't control!
This wasn't punishment, this was Yuji being mean at this point!
You clit buzzed under his rough fingers and moans you've never even heard were being pulled from your throat. High pitched squeaks and weak gasps that were contained by his thumb pressing on your windpipe
"That's it baby~ moan for me, be as pathetic as you want and cum as you please-”
Yuji loved the control he had over you—even your breaths were his to measure, and he loved feeling your nails dig into his skin when it all became too much. Just as you were doing now~
He whispered into your shoulder, “Aww can my baby not breathe?” pulling you back by your neck until you were arched against his chest.
You grabbed at the hand around your neck, feeling light headed and seeing black spots beginning to cloud your vision. Yuji gave you enough to breathe, but refused to let your neck go, “Breathe~” His voice was sweet but it didn't match the monstrous pace he had you going at.
“I've been waiting for this for a longgggg ass time-” he spanked your clit, earning him a gasp and left your thighs shaking.
“All that teasin' you were doing- it was definitely teasing~” you had a sneaky suspicion he wasn't evening talking to you by the way his voice sounded. All deep and focused, in a trance of some sort.
“You were begging for my attention weren't you?” you tried to respond, but that only made him tighten his grip, “I wasn't talking to you- hush.”
He slapped your pussy again, “oh~ you didn't think I was talkin’ to you when I said all that stuff right?”
He wasn't waiting for you—
“-bending over, showing me that pretty ass and those sexy thighs that held an even sexier prize between them-” he went on, “You were just begging for it~”
Yujis fingers worked you over the edge just as his thick dick worked your walls into his filthy favor. Yuji bit your shoulder making you whine as he deep fucked you, “‘Fuckkk me~ fuckk mee~’ she was practically screaming at me-”
Yuji released your neck, pushing you over. Your face met the floor as he continued his assault, his grip on your squishy sides left craters from his nails digging into your skin, “And who am I to deny my favorite girl what she wanted~”
You gasped, “Yu~ ji!”
But he was too busy talking himself through it all, “Ohh and then you go to shower, and drop your soap-”
Your hand flew back to push at his wet pelvis, feeling an orgasm too strong for you, start knotting deep in your stomach.
Yuji grabbed it, forcing it behind your back, “And now she wants to run away~ she's so mean to you-”
“Ooo fuck! Yuji baby please m’finna cum~!”, you begged.
The way he fucked you was maddening, paired with the shower water and the way his voice dropped when he said, “Then cum-”
The tension snapped, your body shook something violent as your pussy spasmed and gushed around his dick. Yuji fucked you through it, with his hands planted on your back, forcing your arch.
“Shit~ tight- too tight~” you could feel his dick throbbing, as his moans got louder, feeling his own orgasm rushing to his stomach.
Your body tried to quit, your knees were slipping. Yuji had to take his hands off your back and hold your hips up, “Ah uh~ Ah uh~ just a little longer baby, I need it~”
His head dropped the second his orgasm hit him like a truck.
His moans were pretty to you. They sounded so needy and desperate, it almost made you wanna cum again. He didn't pull out, instead, he pushed it deeper, “Sorry, can't have you being clumsy like your owner~”
Relief washed over your wet body as you mumbled, “I hate you-”
yuji leaned over, planting a kiss on your back, "Yeah I know~"
A?N: Based off an Instagram Reel I seen Like a while back & have been meaning to write about....
