︵ ೀ mdni. yuji has too much stamina
yuji’s stamina is kinda unfair.
you’re already boneless on the mattress, chest heaving, thighs trembling from the third—maybe fourth?—round tonight. sweat sticks your hair to your forehead; every muscle feels like warm liquid. you can barely keep your eyes open, let alone lift your hips to meet him anymore.
but yuji’s still going.
his pink hair is damp, sticking up in wild strands. those big brown eyes are wide and bright, cheeks flushed, lips parted around soft pants like he’s just getting started. he’s braced over you, strong arms caging you in, cock still hard and thick inside where you’re swollen and sensitive.
“baby,” he breathes, voice all honey and concern even as his hips roll slow, deep. “you okay? need me to stop?”
you whimper. it’s too much—too full, too deep, every drag lighting up oversensitive nerves. your hands push weakly at his chest.
“yuji… i can’t… i’m done…”
he freezes instantly. brows knit. lower lip juts out in that heartbreaking little pout that always undoes you.
“really? but you feel so good… and you’re so pretty when you come for me…”
he leans down, nuzzling your neck, pressing tiny kisses along your jaw. one hand slips between you to circle your clit so gently it’s almost ticklish. his voice drops to that soft, pleading whisper he knows you can’t resist.
“just one more? please? i’ll be so careful… promise i’ll make it good…”
your resolve crumbles. he’s too earnest, too sweet, too fucking adorable with those flushed cheeks and hopeful eyes. you sigh, wrap shaky arms around his neck.
“okay… one more.”
his whole face lights up like you just handed him the moon.
“thank you, baby!”
he kisses you deep, slow, then starts moving again—careful now, measured, grinding just right while his thumb keeps petting your clit in lazy circles. you’re exhausted. wrecked. but when he groans your name like it’s a prayer and spills inside you for the last time, trembling and whispering how much he loves you…
you know you’ll give in every single time.
