sexual content , sex toys , cussing , creampie , pet names , praising , breeding , ( bllk boys x fem,reader )
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—✧.* SEX TOYS KINK
he wasn't the biggest fan when you introduced him to sex toys in the bedroom but would be slightly interested but definitely wouldn’t tell you so it was just left inside of your nightstand until one day he surprised you.
he hits the power button, increasing the vibrator's intensity inside on your clit. your eyes roll back, and a loud, high-pitched whine escapes your lips.
he watches your face contort with pleasure as you get closer to the edge. he suddenly pulls the vibrator away, making you whine desperately and try to follow it with your hips. he chuckles, denying you the release you need.
" not yet, baby..."
ׂ╰┈➤ sae , rin , chigiri , nagi , kunigami , kaiser
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—✧.* LINGERIE KINK
he likes too see you in lingerie no fuck that he’s inlove with it and he immediately tears it off you like a happy child on christmas day.
he swallows hard as he sees your glistening folds through the lace of your thong. he hooks his fingers into the sides and slowly pulls them apart, exposing you completely without removing the delicate fabric. " damn, you're trying to kill me, aren't you?"
he inhales deeply, your scent driving him wild. he looks up at you with heated eyes, his face inches from your pussy as he takes in your exposed sex, hardly able to believe how wet you already are. he bites his lower lip, struggling to maintain some semblance of control.
" fuck you're dripping a lot.." he murmurs, unable to tear his gaze away.
ׂ╰┈➤ reo , barou , oliver , bachira , shidou
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—✧.* BREEDING KINK
he's absolutely love nothings more than breeding and stuffing your tight pussy with his milky cum every chance he’ll get guaranteed he will have you walking around with his sperm inside you, leaving you walking away your panties soaked and dripping.
he throws his head back and lets out a deep, guttural groan as he comes undo hard, filling you with his hot, sticky release.
his cock twitches inside your gummy walls, milking him straight clean. his body shakes with the force of his own climax, his hands tightening on your hips. " oh my gosh..."
ׂ╰┈➤ karasu , ness , kaiser , otoya
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—✧.* PRAISING KINK
praise. praise. praise. that’s one thing he would always do when you both were making love. it was always amazing hearing his voice praise you. he would stop praising you when pigs could fly.
he starts to move slowly, his thick cock sliding in and out of your sensitive pussy. he keeps talking, his voice low and praising. " mm you feel so good when clenching around me... it's like you were made for me.” he lets out a guttural moaned.
he leans down, his breath hot on your ear as he continues to thrust into you. " that's it, good girl. taking me so well hmm.?. you’re doing so good for me fuuck-"
ׂ╰┈➤ yukimiya , hiori , isagi , zantetsu
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raichi…zero rhythm. max energy. he shows up shirtless, yelling, “you ready, baby?!” does high knees, spins in circles, pelvic thrusts like a madman. you’re crying laughing but he’s hyped. “who’s your man?? who’s your freaking man??” honestly? he’s got you flustered just by sheer chaotic sex appeal.
you didn’t expect kurona to do it. he’s quiet. lowkey sinister. and that’s exactly why it’s terrifying when he locks the door, puts on a bass-heavy song, and whispers, “sit down. don’t say a word.” he dances slow. rolling his hips so deep it’s like he wants you to cry. one hand in his hair. the other dragging down his abs. “you’re gonna cum just from watching, aren’t you?” and the worst part is that you might.
yukimiya shows up shirtless in silk pants, slow music playing, and moves like he’s in a music video. it’s elegant. it’s artistic. it’s sex. chest glistening. fingers tracing his own jaw. eye contact like it’s warfare. “keep watching, baby,” he says softly. “i’ve only just started.” at some point, he kneels in front of you and slides your legs open like you’re the stage. lights out. show done. you’re ruined.
tokimitsu is shaking. actually shaking. “i-i don’t know if i can—” but when you smile and say, “you’d look so hot doing it…” he malfunctions. suddenly shirtless. nervous hips swaying. he’s biting his lip and trying so hard. “is this okay?? am i—am i doing it sexy?” you are screaming. crying. sliding down the wall. when you finally touch him, he gasps like you killed him and whispers, “i was so nervous… but i liked it…”
niko goes full silly little freak mode. starts with a real lap dance but ends up doing the worm. you’re laughing so hard until he suddenly locks eyes and grinds into your lap like he’s been waiting his whole life. “you thought i was just a funny guy, huh?” you blink once and his shirt’s off, his hands are on your thighs, and you’re shaking. niko just grins, “damn. you really weren’t ready.”
ness gives kaiser’s backup dancer energy, but still delivers. he’s dramatic. flashy. smirking the whole time. points to his mouth, points to his crotch, then winks at you like, “pick your poison.” does a floor spin and ends up between your legs with his chin on your thigh. “you like my moves?” he purrs. you can’t speak. “then lie back and i’ll show you more.”
karasu is scary good. too confident. too smooth. he unzips his hoodie in slow motion and spins the chair backwards so he can straddle it and grind. “don’t get shy on me now,” he hums, hips rolling like a goddamn earthquake. he lets you touch. encourages it. smirks when your hand trembles. “you’re shaking. i haven’t even fucked you yet.”
zantetsu is so hyped. so lost. tries to copy what reo did. forgets half the moves. almost pulls a muscle. but he’s so enthusiastic that it turns you on anyway. he’s sweating. moaning too much. unnecessarily shirtless. “i got this, baby! look at these thrusts!” you’re wheezing. then suddenly he lifts you over his shoulder and sprints to the bed. “i can’t dance but i can fuck like a champion.”
gagamaru doesn’t dance like a man. he dances like a wild beast. it’s terrifying. it’s majestic. it’s primal. doesn’t say a word. just stalks toward you. shirt off. eyes locked. climbs into your lap. grinds with his whole chest. breathes like he just ran a mile. you squeak. he grunts. the tension is feral. you are taken. claimed. swallowed whole.
aiku definitely has done it before. probably choreographed a whole squad routine. hair slicked. shirt halfway open. smirking like a devil. he circles you, dances around your chair, brushing his fingers over your skin. “you like being watched?” he whispers, grinding his hips into the back of your seat. you turn to respond. he’s already kissing your neck.
otoya dances like a problem. slowly peels his shirt off and twirls it like he’s in vegas. unfair. too hot. too smug. “thought you could handle this, pretty girl?” spoiler: you can’t. he pulls you up mid-dance and makes you grind with him. you’re flushed and panting, and he leans in, “this ain’t a performance. it’s foreplay.”
Stammers, blushes, gets flustered. Tries to deny it but fails miserably.
"What? No, I'm not." Isagi crossed his arms, looking away petulantly.
"Oh, you so are!" Bachira exclaimed, poking his reddened cheek.
"Shut up!"
"Deny it all ya want, but anyone can look through that act." Hiori snickered.
"Okay then, name one example." Isagi crossed his arms.
"Remember the time you ran out in the rain, because Y/n forgot to bring her umbrella. Without jacket, too!"
Isagi went bright red. "That... that was just because..."
Bachira brightened, "You guys remember when he went all sulking because Y/n couldn't make it to his game?"
"What? No! I wasn't sulking!" Isagi disconcurred, but even to him his voice seemed weak.
"And remember when--"
"Okay, okay, that's enough!" Isagi slapped his hand over Hiori's mouth, face bright red.
"Maybe... maybe I'm a little bit of a simp--"
Bachira let out a burst of devilish laughs, pressing the off button of his phone.
"I RECORDED IT!"
"I'm showing this to Y/n."
"YOU TRAITORS--"
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Itoshi Rin
Vehemently refutes the argument like a lashed out cat, but anyone can tell he's lying through his teeth.
Rin's phone pinged, signalling an incoming text message. Rin spared it a cursory glance before huffing, the corners of his lips twitching upwards ever so slightly.
"Wait a second... Rin, are you smiling?" Isagi said, disbelievingly.
"What? No." Rin immediately denies.
"You are." Isagi stated, a grin of his own forming on his lips. "You were totally smiling at your phone just now. Were you texting someone? Wait... is it..."
Rin's neck blossomed into a red hue.
From anger, obviously.
"Shut the fuck up, you don't know what you're talking about." Rin hissed, his lips pulled back into a snarl.
"Okay. Then show me your phone." Isagi deadpanned.
"...no."
Isagi raised an eyebrow. "If you've got nothing to hide, then why are you getting so nervous? Or is it because of Y/--"
Rin threw a football against Isagi's face, effectively cutting him off.
"Shut the fuck up, you goddamn immature NPC. Don't you have anything else to do? Like train for example? Instead, you're here dwelling on my love life, like some goddamn idiot." Rin snapped, eyes narrowed and fists balled.
He then stormed out of the room, but not before throwing a dead glare over his shoulder.
Isagi was left behind, stunned and with a bruised face.
Despite that, he was smiling knowingly.
Love life, huh?
Rin had actually acknowledged it.
And he hadn't even noticed.
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Bachira Meguru
Owns up to it, like its a Nobel Prize.
"You're such a goddamn simp, it's actually annoying. Am I the only normal person here?" Rin grumbled.
"Me? A simp?" Bachira pointed at himself, flummoxed.
Rin threw him a disgusted look. "Yes, you. Now get out of my face, you're going to make me puke."
Bachira looked at Isagi, a questioning look in his eyes.
Isagi shrugged in return. "I mean... he has a point."
Eyes lighting up, Bachira stalked up to Rin, undeterred by the withering look Rin shot him.
"You mean it? Really?"
"Get out of my face, blunt bangs." Rin snarled.
Bouncing away from Rin, before Rin would actually singlehandedly strangle him, Bachira singsang, "Rin-chan's just jealous I have a beautiful girlfriend whom I love very much."
Rin eyed him, disparagingly, "You're actually revolting."
"No, I'm a simp!" Bachira laughed delightedly.
"If you won't stop screeching like a damned banshee, you'll be dead."
"Simp, simp, simp!"
"Now he's asking for it, lukewarm NPC."
Isagi's eyes widened, concern flitting over his expression.
"Wait Rin... what are you doing? Wait... Why are you picking up that chair? Wait... no, don't throw it--"
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Zantetsu Tsurugi
Absolutely clueless. He doesn't have the faintest clues as to what it entails.
Nagi rolled over, his eyes bleary. "Reo, why are you trying to explain it to him? It's such a hassle. He won't understand anyway."
Pushing his glasses against his face, Zantetsu tilted an eyebrow. "So I'm a "simp". That must mean that I can make things with much easity."
Reo facepalmed. "You mean, you can handle things with much ease."
None the wiser, Zantetsu responded. "That's what I just spoken."
Nagi sighed.
Shaking his head, Reo snickered.
"He's not only a simp, he's dumb, too."
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Nagi Seishiro
Shrugs it off. He's really casual about it. He doesn't really care. (Internally, he's smiling)
"Lazy slug? Are you actually... moving?" Barou watched him with an incredulous look on his face.
Nagi blinked at him. "What does it look like I'm doing?"
Bachira chimed in, "It looks like you've been possessed. What happened with "everything being a hassle"?"
Nagi trudged on. "I need to get something from the grocery store for Y/n, that's all. It's not a hassle."
It's not a hassle.
It's not a hassle.
I t s n o t a h a s s l e
"Wow..." Bachira said, awe-struck.
"What a goddamn simp." Barou shook his head. "If he even put as much effort in his football as he does in that relationship, he might actually be a decent player."
"Hey now... I beat you in a one-on-one." Nagi retorted. "Anyway, I'm off now. Speaking with you is such a bother."
Then Nagi walked off.
"Hey! Come back here! Pick up your dirty socks!"
"You're closer, do it for me, King." Nagi called back.
"What?!" A vein bulged on Barou's forehead.
"Tch. Can't even do something as simple as picking up the laundry."
"But he's actually going all the way to the grocery store, huh?"
Well yeah. Nagi Seishiro was a slug through and through, but when he was actually motivated to do something, he would set his mind to it.
And well, maybe doing these things once in a while wasn't really a hassle.
Especially if it was for you.
If that made him a simp, well, it wasn't necessarily an insult, was it?
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Mikage Reo
Flustered, but covers it up with confidence. (He's thinking about it afterwards).
Reo softly glanced at the hairtie you'd given him before his game, spinning it around his finger as he smiled slightly.
"You've been staring at that raggedy thing for over five minutes now." Chigiri asserted flippantly.
Flinching as he was startled out of his revery, Reo coughed, attempting to cover up his momentarily zoning-out.
"Have I? Ha, I must be tired then."
"Are you now?" Chigiri fixed him with a pointed stare.
"You don't look tired. In fact, you look pathetic. I thought you had hit rock bottom when you lost Nagi, but when you're separated from your girlfriend, you turn even more untolerable. Staring at that... thing."
"Hey!" Reo sat up, an indignant expression on his countenance. "I'm not untolerable. See," He threw away the hairpiece.
A beat passed.
"You want to pick it up, don't you."
"...yeah."
"God, you're such a simp." Chigiri shook his head dismayfully, his opulent red locks swishing elegantly with the motion of his head.
Reo's eyes shot open, and the tips of his ears turned red. "Wah-- me? I mean... pfft. You have to treat your partner right, right? That includes the gifts they give you, too."
Chigiri gave him an impassionate glance. "Even when it has already outlived its purpose?"
Scoffing, Reo pivoted on his spot. "I can still use it."
Chigiri raised his arms in the air in a disarming manner. "Sure. Alright. But don't go lending my elastics when yours break."
The redhead shuffled out of the room, his hair swaying behind him, as if taunting Reo.
Scowling, Reo sat down.
He chanced a look at the hairpiece in his hand.
Should I throw it away?
His hand reached the bin can, but he couldn't let go of the object.
promiscuous!reader is so focused on getting fucked she's already behind on coursework! who else but the handsome 'nerd'!zantetsu to call for help ＼(◎o◎)／
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walking out of that locker room with hiori's cum leaking into your spit-soaked panties, paired with having to pass a smirking team of men waiting for their turn is definitely up there with the most nerve-wracking things you've done so far. not to mention that they are obviously well aware of what just took place behind those doors.
you briefly make eyecontact with oliver, and your face heats up even more if at all possible. your eyes then shift to michael, then quickly dart away at his pissed-off expression.
they watch you attempt to speed-walk away, limping slightly.
once inside the room the guys are faced with hiori, casually buttoning up his jeans. he looks up nonchalantly, "hmm? sorry 'bout that. i know i told ya'll to come back around now but i didn't expect her to want more."
"what a minx," oliver chuckles. "are you guys just that good? i might just have to get in on it."
"what'd you do to 'er? she looked real flustered," kunigami questions.
hiori just shrugs, "taught her a bit of a lesson. she started going through us, gave us an expectation, she better live up to it now."
"nah, give us some details, dude." karasu shoves him slightly, grinning.
hiori sighs, though he can't help smirking. his tone cocky, explaining, "nothin' special. just fingered her in the classroom, made her hump my cleat, then fucked her with her panties in her mouth as a gag. pretty sure it had reo's and that other guy's cum on it still."
reo chokes on his spit, and the room goes quiet. it makes hiori look up and around, "huh? what?" he asks innocently.
"y-you made her hump your c-cleat?" a tiny voice squeaks from michael's side. ness is so red you'd think he's about to explode. he yelps, michael hitting him on the back of the head, hissing a sharp 'shut up!'
michael then turns back to hiori, "you serious? and she actually did it?"
he nods, "i didn't actually make her cum in that classroom. everytime she was close i pulled out. made her very desperate."
karasu claps him on the shoulder, "damn dude, didn't know ya had it in ya."
hiori grins, "just couldn't help myself, she looked real pretty crying."
meanwhile you were already halfway home. the stickiness between your thighs too much for you to hold out.
but it's when you're freshly out of the shower and in your bedroom that your eyes fall on a stack of books. textbooks. you're overrun by a wave of terror. you've been so busy chasing dick, you haven't done anything of actual significance.
time in the classroom spent fantasizing about the next time you'll run into someone you can lure between your legs, while doodling pretty obscene images in your notebooks.
when you finally check your phone, you find a recently sent email from one of your professors reminding you about an upcoming deadline. deadline?! you didn't even know there was something that would necessitate a deadline yet!
you were never the brightest bulb in the shed, and due to the panic one of your first thoughts is if you can fuck your way out of this. wasn't the english prof kinda hot? nah, you're just reaching. his wife (if he has one) probably doesn't even want him that way.
you'll need some help, and quick. one person comes to mind. that one tall guy with glasses. you saw him out of the corner of your eye while you passed the team on your way out of the locker room. didn't you also hear him say 'perpendicular' once? that means he's smart, right?
given your predicament, he'll have to do.
the very next day you seek him out. luckily for you right as you spot him he's walking onto campus. you speedwalk towards him and tap him on the shoulder.
"hi," you greet with the sweetest smile you can muster, "you probably already know of me so i'll spare you an introduction and i'll get straight to the point. is there a possibility you could help me with that assignment that's due.. this weekend?"
zantetsu looks down at you, his eyes slightly widened. he talked up wanting to be next, but seeing you actually approach him first caught him off guard. given, you're not peopositioning sex just yet, but he won't pass up what this could potentially turn into.
he pushes his glasses up, smiling confidently. "of course i can."
...
"what do you mean you don't get it!? weren't you supposed to be helping me!?" you exclaim, ready to tug your hair out. turns out this idiot is no 'nerd' at all! he may be even worse off than you are!
he's sitting crosslegged on your bed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "well, i never said i understood it.."
"you said you could help me!" you whine, flopping backwards onto the other side of your bed, nearly kicking off your laptop on the foot of it.
"we're figuring it out together, aren't we? isn't that also considered 'helping'?" he huffs, though he's clearly still embarassed.
in his defense, he never did say he knew what he was doing. you just assumed he did because he wore those glasses. and used some big words those few times you heard him. maybe you should've paid more attention, because then you'd hear him be corrected by his friends each and every time.
you cover your face with your hands, groaning, "fuck.. so, neither of us get it?" you finally look back at him, only to find him already looking at you. his gaze has darkened, and his cheeks reddened.
looking towards your legs, you realize your position is just slightly compromising. your tiny cropped tanktop has ridden up to expose more of your soft skin, and the shorts that could very well pass for underwear are digging so far into your pussy you can clearly see the outline of the puffy outer lips, your permanent state of arousal doing the absolute most at soaking the fabric in between.
looking back up at him, you frown, "you're not thinking about what i think you're thinking about, right?"
"well, i do think we could.. disengage, just a little bit."
"i really hope you meant 'destress', which by the way, is not even that hard a word! how bad is it really?"
"also, no! you're no help at all and you think that plus staring at me will get yo- ahh!"
a sickly sweet whine stumbles past your lips as zantetsu reaches down and presses two of his fingers against the wet spot in your shorts. he rubs it gently, but with enough pressure to relieve some of the ache that has taken long-term residence between your legs.
the fight slowly drains out of your body, only barely kept alive by the stress of the looming deadline and the stupidity of your 'partner'.
"so that's what it takes to calm you down.. see i am learning." he mumbles, fascinated by what his touch is doing to you, and the insanely fast pace it's happening at, too.
your anxiety and annoyance helps you muster up the strenght to slap his hand away and tackle him onto his back. you pin his hands above his head, while you straddle the (very defined) abs beneath his shirt.
"you don't get to just do that! we're fucked!" you hiss.
"well, not yet. but we could be," he answers, slightly breathless and very surprised at how quickly you overpowered him. though obviously he could push you off whenever, you just caught him off guard.
you roll your eyes, but your body betrays you. you can't deny that seeing such a big man sprawled out underneath you is doing absolute wonders for your arousal. which was already overwhelming as it was. his glasses now skewed on his nose, making him look boyishly charming.
you huff as you move down slightly, letting go of his hands. you quickly push down his sweatpants, followed by your shorts. all while muttering a range of: 'stupid. stupid you, and fuck this stupid pussy of course i will never be done with this fuckass laundry if i keep leaking through everything-'
he just watches, amused and insanely hard. what he heard about you is nothing like what he's experiencing right now. the other guys described you as insanely submissive, desperate and eager to please. clearly, you're annoyed enough that only the 'desperate' part remained. and honestly, he thinks he prefers it that way.
you finally manage to kick off your shorts and panties. he's rendered very confused though when you leave his boxers on. instead of actually fucking him, you plant your chubby, leaking pussy right on top of his coverd bulge. his eyes snap up to your face, finding a very endearing smirk. he's very close to calling you cute, but even he can figure you'd probably not do too well with that right now.
"you didn't think you actually deserve to go inside just yet?" you lean over, leaning on your hands on both sides of his head, "you did decieve me, even if only technically."
now he's really on the verge of patting your head and calling you the most adorable thing he's ever seen, but the way you start grinding against him makes his eyes roll back and his breath catch immediately.
your overall softness just adds to the wonderful sensation of your wet cunt dragging over the now-sticky fabric of his underwear. he's leaking copious amounts of precum, which leads to you both making a mess so filthy it starts to produce a squelching sound with each roll of your hips.
excitement bubbles in your gut, you can already feel he'll be the biggest you'll take so far.
your head hangs forward, eyes screwed shut at the pleasure. it's a heady feeling, knowing how stuffed you'll be in just a few minutes. forcing yourself to look at him, you find him in a similair state to yours. his eyes half-lidded, mouth hanging open slightly and hands fisting your sheets.
you lean in, kissing him. it's all tongue and obscene amounts of spit. your hips speed up a miniscule amount, but it's enough to make him whine.
"y-you can touch me, yknow." you sneak in during the kiss, and as if on command his hands snap to knead your plush ass.
"don't wanna cum yet," he grits through his teeth, pulling away from the kiss, "p-please.. gotta be inside."
hit glasses are fogged up, his tone has become whiny, and the combination sends a whole new wave of arousal to your core. hearing him need you as much as you've started to need him was making you dizzy.
you sit up and reach into his soaked excuse for underwear. taking out his dick, a thick, curved upwards shaft with a prominent vein running through the bottom. you gulp, salivating excessively. if you were any more clear in the head, you take him into your mouth in a heartbeat. but there's am overwhelming ache between your legs that needs adressing right away.
"fuck, fuck.. okay," you position yourself right over it and take a deep breath. zantetsu grabs you by the hips, one hand reaching over to rub over your clit to make the adjustment to his massive cock just a tad bit easier.
"take your time, but please.. please, i need it." he pants, looking between your face and your cunt frantically.
you look at his expression, fixating on it as you start sinking down. his eyes widen and he's struggling to keep his gaze on your cunt swallowing him whole. the sensation just too blissful.
you're not sure how much you've still got to go, but you already feel him deeper than any guy before. he's so thick, forcing an enormous adjustment. you feel every ridge, every vein and every twitch. you're pretty sure you're drooling, too.
"sho big.. " your eyes cross, words slurring. you were more than content to slowly sink down, but it seems your partner is getting a bit impatient. you've felt his hips twitching, but you didn't expect him to grab your lovehandles and slam you down.
"wahh! too much!" tears spring into your eyes, and you slap at his chest. you feel him in your throat, and your pussy burns slightly.
"fuck! sorry, sorry, sorry!" he moans. he does not look at all apologetic, however.
you fist his sweat-damp shirt in your hands and take a few deep breaths, leaning on your arms. "asshole," you mutter.
"said i was sorry! can't help when you've got such a good pussy. such a cute one, too." he thumbs at your folds, rough skin rubbing over your twitching clit. he's calmed down slightly too, but by the twitching of his dick, you can tell that calmness won't last.
"i'm gonna move now," you take another deep breath, lifting a mere inch before you drop down again. "okay, fuck that's a whole lot harder than i imagined.."
riding reo wasn't nearly as hard, mainly because he did most of the work by lifting your hips for you. but not only is zantetsu massive, he's also not helping for shit.
therefore, you settle for grinding back and forth. this time he does help, pressing you down harder onto him. his semi wild pubes rub against your clit, making you whine for more.
"shit.. please, need more.. this isn't enough.." you sniffle, the slow dragging of his cock against your walls doing little to scratch that specific itch.
"yeah? lemme do it." he bites his lip, planting his feet flat on the bed. his grip on your hips tightens and he makes you lean back, hands on his thighs.
"hold on tight," he groans, holding you up while he starts slamming up into you harshly. your eyes screw shut at the new feeling.
"fuck! that's good, that's so good.. s'much, so fucking much," you pant, manicured nails digging into his meaty thighs.
you shift weight onto one arm, feeling around your tummy. you're so, so full. your hand then slides down, rubbing your clit furiously. you're dangerously close already, and judging by the way he sounds, he is too.
"can i cum inside? the other guys could.." he musters, voice strained from the effort he's putting into fucking you.
you nod eagerly, "yes, yes please. oh my, need your cum!" you moan. finally, your orgasm crashes over you, and you're tightening around him so much he can barely move.
that does it for him, the harsh clenching of your cunt makes him shoot what feels like a bucket-load of spend into your scorching heat. a thick ring of cream now rests pretty at his base.
his hips rest on the bed, knees bent. you're leaning against them, feeling his load slowly seep out around him.
"that was good," you try to catch your breath, twitching slightly. "a good way to make it up to me, yknow."
he huffs, fixing his glasses. "sure, whatever you say."
you rise slightly, allowing his now-limp dick to slip out which is followed by a big glob of cum. it makes you giddy, the feeling of cum anywhere near you was so satisfying. it was physical proof of what you'd done, and it felt so, sooo good inside you.
you look around, still sitting on him. "how about we continue with whatever this is, and every time we make a significant amount of progress, we fuck or something. i wouldn't mind giving you head."
"and please, don't try to use those 'big' words. if i have to listen to you misuse another one i will kick you out."
a/n: see i don't know much about zantetsu other than he's a wannabe nerd disguising he's actually a massive himbo. but this was fun.
⋆˚꩜｡thick thighs || chigiri, kunigami, niko, barou, and zantetsu
part 1 -> here! part 3 -> here! part 4 -> here! part 5 -> here!
゛cw ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ aged up, suggestive, fluff, thigh kissing, worship, licking, biting, fem reader, pet names, mentions of insecurity (kunigami's part)
"So, what are we watching?" Chigiri questioned the white face mask covering his features as he sat in between your legs. You and your boyfriend decided to have a spa/movie night for your third anniversary.
Which so happened to be the day after his big U-20 match. "The princess diaries, obviously!" you scoffed as you used the tv controller to find the first movie of the series. Chigiri turned to look at you, even with the mask you could tell he was looking at you unamused.
"Hey! It's a good series! It has nothing to do with your cute nickname!" you laughed trying to defend your movie choice.
"Whatever... start the movie." he spoke boredly rolling his eyes but still getting comfortable between your legs as you hit play.
Mid way through the movie, it was time for you two to take off the face masks and as you did. You grinned feeling how soft your skin was. "So smooth!" you giggled as you gazed up at him. His long red hair was up in a loose bun as he moved back in-between your thighs.
"You're beautiful baby." he complimented rubbing his cheek against your thigh giving the plush skin a squeeze and peck before turning his gaze back to tv.
Your cheeks turned pink from his sudden compliment but smiled nonetheless. "You're quite beautiful yourself princess~"
The male turned back to look at his girlfriend quickly glaring at her. "Wait- wait! I'm sorry I had too!" you squealed as he lifted your leg and started placing kisses along your skin going higher and higher knowing you were rather sensitive on your upper thighs.
Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly, your breathing levered as you let out gasps from his actions.
"Quiet down, would ya princess?"
Your boyfriend had invited you to go to the beach with him and his friends. After a bit of asking (he begged) you finally agreed to tag along.
So now the two of you were in the water, it reached your chest as it only reached Kunigami's abdomen. "So why won't you get out of the water?" the ginger questioned, concerned something happened to his partner.
"I'm just more comfortable in the water Ren..." you muttered keeping yourself afloat, trying to ignore your boyfriend's questioning gaze. "You'll tire yourself out, honey."
You sighed swimming towards him as he instinctively wrapped his hands around your waist, his large hands grabbing your hips like it was normal.
"Tell me what's bothering you..." he spoke softly his head leaned down next to your ear, your hot skin tingling as the cold-water droplets from his hair fell onto you.
"I'm bloated Ren... I don't... feel as good as I did when we left the house..." Kunigami's eyebrows furrowed but nodded as his sisters had mentioned stuff about this kind of thing before. "Want my sun shirt?" he questioned already being in the process of taking his water shirt off.
You blushed as he balanced you on his knee whilst helping you put his shirt on. "Is that better?" he questioned softly. "Yes, thank you Ren." He smiled proud of himself but then had an idea as he went under water and picked you up by his shoulders.
"Ren?!" you shouted in shock as your hands went into his wet hair. He laughed as his hands gripped your large thighs, stabilizing you as he walked to shore.
You laughed as he spun you around. "Ren put me down!"
"Never." he scoffed placing kisses along your wet thighs. "Mm you're salty honey." he commented causing you to blush. "Shhh, the others will get the wrong idea!"
"You wanna run that by me again?"
You sat sitting across from your boyfriend Niko, brows furrowed as you tried to understand what he had just asked of you.
The male frowned turning away, his ears turning red as he reprocessed his thoughts. "I want you to squeeze your thighs around my face..."
"Where did this come from?" you tilt your head. "Well, I've been getting some videos about it... and it seems... nice..." Your boyfriend awkwardly placed his hand on his head trying to push his bangs further over his face.
You blushed softly biting your inner cheek. "I mean I don't mind... but you sure?" you asked and almost immediately Niko nodded quickly. "Please N/n!"
So there you are hesitantly placing your thighs around your boyfriend's face as he laid in between you. His cheeks were pushed against your curves as you blushed. "You okay, Ikki?" you questioned gazing at his blissful smile.
"This is the best..." he murmured his hands gripping your thighs and pushing them closer to himself. You laugh softly as your hands gently run through his hair, "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself honey."
"Hey N/n..." you tilt your head humming in reply for him to continue. "Can we do this more often?"
His request made you grin, "Yeah, anytime you want."
You watched your boyfriend mindlessly clean up the room. "Hey Shouei." you call playing with your hair waiting for him to respond. "What is it?" he turned to you with a gruff response; he didn't like being interrupted when he was cleaning. Ever.
"Once you're done can I play with your hair? Please?" You ask softly with pleading eyes. With a groan Barou turned away going back to cleaning. "Not happening."
"What why?!?!?" you sat up with a frown at his rejection. "Because last time you put my hair in fucking pigtails!" he stated glaring at you.
The memory caused you to hold in a giggle. "Hey you looked cute!"
After a few seconds he finally finished cleaning and turned to look at his girlfriend. The said girlfriend was laying on the bed pouting due to many failed attempts of getting him to not reject her.
With a loud groan he went towards her and laid in between her thighs. "Only for a little while... but this is the last time ya hear?!"
With bright eyes you sat up and played with his hair, curling the red streak he had gotten dyed.
Whilst you played with his hair Barou mindlessly massaged your thighs, gently rubbing your plump skin.
"Your thighs are so plump..." he muttered gruffly. Your eyes softened from his words. "They're like pillows... maybe you can play with my hair more..."
You grinned as you continued to braid his hair, giggling silently at the sight of your tough boyfriend sleeping in between your thighs with his arms crossed over his chest.
Your boyfriend was the brightest. Everyone seemed to know this, but he tries his best to at least come off as intelligent.
So obviously when you tell him massaging his head would help his brain relax and get smarter- he obviously fell for it.
So now you two were sitting on his couch with him laying between your legs. Your fingers were buried in his hair as you actively massaged his head.
His head was laid back, glasses off as he seemed to deeply enjoy the massage. "Mm you should lay off the gel sweetie." you hummed enjoying how soft his dark-hair was.
"You think?" he questions curiously, wanting no- needing your opinion on the sudden topic.
"Mhm, you look good without gel."
Zantetsu nodded as he laid there closing his eyes briefly as he thought of the new information. You moved to get into a better position which caused your thighs to slightly squish his face.
The sudden tightness caused the male to open his eyes and clearly take notice of the fullness of your thighs.
"Y/n, may I touch your thighs?" he asked softly wanting your permission. You smiled deciding not to mention how he is technically already touching your thighs. "Go ahead, sweetie."
Your boyfriend smiled softly before gently moving his hands over your curves, seemingly getting more invested the longer he touched your skin.
"I have been rewarded..." he mutters as he nuzzles his face against your inner thighs, his lips lingering on your skin lightly.
Zantetsu felt like the luckiest man to have you as his partner. No one ever talks about the joy thighs bring to someone's life.
"Uhm Zantetsu?" you muttered catching his attention as he sat up from your thighs abruptedly blushing like a mad man. "Sorry!"
You laughed, gazing at the hickie he left on your inner thigh. "At least it's not in an obvious spot."
ft. barou shoei, yukimiya kenyu, rin itoshi, reo mikage, zantetsu tsurugi, ego jinpachi (separate)
~ how they would be on your special day!
cw: GN reader, est. relationship, aged up charas (21+) except zantetsu and obv ego, might be ooc, inconsistent, not proof read, boyfriend! barou, husband! yukimiya, suitor! rin itoshi, fiancé! reo, best friend! zantetsu, coworker! ego
wc: 1364 (about 100-300 individually!)
note: it's my birthday! (1/8) and my head just popped up with an idea to create these scenarios with my bllk top 5 + ego!! enjoy!
Your boyfriend, Barou would wake up early before you, tidying up the already tidy shared space. He'd make you a stack of pancakes, plating it like he's some Michelin-Star chef.
He soon woke you up with a kiss on the forehead, his deep voice the first thing you hear for the day. You'll definitely hear much more. “Happy Birthday, my queen,” he muttered against your face. It was a simple greeting, but it was Barou so everything wasn't too simple.
He kept his hair down the whole day, just for his partner. You two went out the whole day, venturing around malls, museums, any place your pretty little brain wanted to take you. His pockets might've had a close call with drought, but it was all worth it for you.
When you two came home, you were met with a surprise party with the people closest to you. You'd kiss him and say it's the best birthday ever, but when you turned back to him, he was already down on one knee.
Yukimiya's the type to stay up with you until the clock strikes 12. He'd be the first to greet you, planting a bunch of gentle kisses along your face, “happy birthday, my sweet.” he mumbled between kisses, his arms all around you as you two sat in bed.
And in the morning, he'd sleep in with you. If he woke up before you, Yukimiya would pull you closer to him, his eyes tracing over your face. He tucked a strand behind your ear, and laid there until you woke up.
He'd wake you up at noon if you continued to sleep in until late, not wanting to delay his plans further, as much as you enjoyed sleeping. He'd let you get dressed and soon took you out to a museum on one of your interests.
When it got dark, he took you to a restaurant, nothing too fancy, but he knew it was your favorite place. It was a day worth remembering, where you two ended up stargazing on your apartment's balcony until late with him.
Rin called you early in the morning, telling you to get dressed nicely by noon after a pleasant “happy birthday,” with his nice, smooth voice.
Noon time soon came in, and Rin knocked on your door, hands busy holding on a few boxes and bags. He walked into your home, setting down the boxes on the coffee table.
“Explain yourself,” you demanded, meeting his softened gaze.
“Why not?” He replied.
He was only courting you (so far) and just couldn't call you his (yet…), so he shows himself as one capable provider. He saw your lists, so he decided to save you the burden and buy it all for you. At once.
When asked on how he got them, the exact types you wanted (some of them were the limited edition ones too, and the offsales), he just shook his head, saying it was some wild guess. “Since you liked this color, I decided why not?” He lied.
He's kept a little list of your wants, hoping to buy them one by one as the months pass, but something possessed him to buy everything.
When you looked at him with a gentle gaze, his heart started to beat rapidly. You started expressing your gratitude to him, hugging him all of a sudden. His heart was booming, it was obvious he was whipped. He can't help but muster out a little smile, and you bubbled with laughter at the sight of it.
His boiling point was when you suddenly pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. When you pulled away, you were caught off guard when he suddenly dropped to the floor.
His face was red like a tomato, all flustered and silent. He didn't seem like the type to faint, but here he was. You two ended up cancelling outdoor plans, staying inside and ordering food.
Someone so stoic like Rin, all flustered over a kiss. It was your birthday, but the day felt like an entire win to him. After all, he now has a partner before the clock struck into the next day.
“Happy birthday, Darling,” your fiancé wrapped his arms around you as you cooked. The next thing he said almost made you drop the ladle, “What do you think about going to Hawaii?”
Reo would set up an entire itinerary months before your birthday, what to do, where to stay, until when? Heck, he could go for forever if you loved the place.
When he said that he was planning an absolute banger of a trip, you worried about the luggage. But well, being impulsive may or may not be along the lines of being prepared. He helped you pack your clothes, and the other items before practically running out the door, into the car, and out into the airport.
You'd look at Reo, absolutely puzzled as to why he'd suddenly go all out, when he definitely had just spoiled you in the past occasion. He shrugged, acting like it's some normal occurrence in his life.
Once you two had arrived in the hotel after hours of travel, he'd look at you in admiration before bringing out the plan of an entire helicopter ride around the island.
After an exhilarating day, he cuddled up to you in the bed, the view outside evident from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room. “I love you so much, can't wait to marry you,” was the last thing you heard before falling asleep.
“Happy Bath Day,” he said confidently, adjusting his glasses. You looked at him, amused. At least there was the effort.
“You mean birthday? Thanks,” you replied.
“Yes, birthday. That's what I mean,”
Zantetsu was the first one to greet you through text at 12AM, and he was waiting at your doorstep to start your daily journey to school.
He stuck with you throughout the day, watching every single interaction you had. In classes, you noticed he was trying to listen closely in classes, but the audible grumble every now and then told you otherwise.
Once the school day was done, Zantetsu was quick to pull you out of the building, taking you to a secluded area in the school.
“Uhm,” he coughed. He was about to continue when he stopped himself, opening his bag and taking something out of it. A plain white envelope was soon in his hands, offering it to you.
He wouldn't allow you to open it– yet. He would slip on his own words, before ultimately sputtering out “I like you.”
He soon let you read the letter, as you processed what had been going on. You then realized as you read the letter, that this guy really had feelings for you.
Safe to say, you felt the same, and now you'd be beside your favorite himbo at all times. After that, he treated you to your favorite snacks at the convenience store.
“Happy birthday, diamond in the rough,” he'd say to you, setting down a cooking cup of instant ramen on your desk. You had been working overtime, monitoring Blue Lock's current upbringing, and seeking for any possible improvements to the project.
Diamonds in the rough, a name he calls the boys, but you were the Diamond. Singular, in the rough. It wasn't too much of a difference to you, but you were too oblivious to him.
Ego would ask you to work next to him that day, and he ended up taking your workload, saying it's just a “typical thing I gotta do,” which left you with your noodle cup next to his, and a stack of papers already sidelined.
That was probably when you realized what Anri had meant when he didn't treat anyone else like this. Everytime you made a comment, he'd reply to it in agreement, instead of correcting everything.
You thought it was just some special treatment you had for your birthday, but you didn't think so when he offered the seat next to him at Blue Lock's next games. You were his diamond, after all. He was just waiting when you'll actually realize what his intentions were.
thank you for reading! reblogs are really appreciated!!!
In which… you go and take a make-up exam, finish pretty late, and have to walk home alone. Guess what? It’s raining, you forgot your umbrella and there's only one single other person in the whole building. Let's hope you both can make it out of this…!
a/n: debut work yayy! I hope this reaches some people, it's my first time posting in social media (if we ignore wattpad...) so I'm lowkey excited. If the characters seem ooc it's because I'm a lurker and haven't started reading the manga yet... but i'll get to it once i catch up w/cherry crush (promise!). Anyway, I hope y'all like this ^^
Bachira Meguru
Bachira might be there because of the exam, just like you. Or maybe he doesn't even study there and he just spotted a great place to find bugs near the building. The latter seems random... but that's exactly what you find him doing when you step out.
Yeah, the boy's crouching on the green area, grabbing snails and looking at them as if they're the most amazing creatures he's ever seen. He's wearing a raincoat, even though he doesn’t seem to care much about the rain... which you infer due to the umbrella lying on the floor next to him.
Wait. Umbrella?
Bingo.
This guy you've never talked to might be the key to avoid getting home soaked... if you can convince him to quit playing in the rain and walk some blocks with you, that is.
You call out to him meekly, not too thrilled about bothering a stranger that might not even be a classmate of yours. Still, to your delight, he actually looks up.
The boy beams as if you were a long time friend of his, yelling from his spot. "Hi! You wanna see my bugs?"
He's running towards you before you can even answer. He opens his hands and shows you some snails, and you can even see a caterpillar crawling up his arm. "They're so cool, right?! This weather is great when you're looking for critters. They just spawn out of nowhere!"
You nod slightly, taken aback by his enthusiasm yet not rejecting it. You have to admit that the some of the creatures he's showing you look sick, even if you wouldn't want them too close.
You comment on their appearance, not wanting to interrupt him just to ask him for a favor. He grins, happy that you’re showing interest. He immediately resumes rambling out of excitement.
After a few minutes, he stops, giving you a playful look. "I think I'll put them down now! Maybe their friends are out looking for them, and I want to see more... Wanna come with me?"
You reject politely, saying you don't want to get damp. You subtly explain you actually wanted to go home, yet are not sure how to due to due the weather conditions.
His eyes widen in understanding, and his smile widens. Is that a good sign, even...? Too late to ask.
"I can help you out," he pauses, "...If you play tag with me!"
"...What?" You freeze, but he only laughs. "You heard me. You're it, so catch me and then we'll talk!"
The boy's already gone before you can reply. You begin running after him (because do you even have a choice?), until he sprints right outside where it's still raining.
"Hey, that's not fair!" You complain, and he sticks his tongue out to you. He even stops to place the bugs down as he said he would, all because he knows you won't step out.
What a meanie!
Bachira runs around the whole yard like he actually enjoys it. He dances in the rain. He even taunts you by getting close enough for you to catch him, yet pulls away swiftly when you go for it. You're sulking while he's having the time of his life.
You know you have to step up your game, but that would mean getting wet... and doing exactly what he wants you to do. You don't want to give him the satisfaction! But you also don't have much choice.
That's why, when he leans in to taunt you again, you lunge towards him with such a strength that both of you end up in the grass.
Bachira's surprised for the first two seconds, before he bursts out laughing. "Okay! You win. I didn't expect that... but you caught me, so I guess I'll help."
You both get up, and while you shelter yourself at the building, he looks for his abandoned umbrella. He returns with it and extends it to you.
"Are you sure you don't want to walk in the rain? It's fun, and you already got wet anyway." He comments amusedly, making you roll your eyes. You join him under the umbrella, and the two of you begin walking.
Bachira only introduces himself when you have to part ways. He was far too entertained yapping about random stuff the whole way to remember to do it earlier. He walked you all the way to your house, and you hope his isn't too far from yours. After all, maybe he was a bit annoying, but he was still kind a just a fun guy to be around. You hope you get to see him again someday.
Yukimiya Kenyu
Yukimiya's there because he was too busy between soccer and his modeling career to be able to take the exam on its original date. He probably arranged it with the teacher beforehand, explaining the situation and securing today instead.
You notice him from afar, looking ahead expectantly. He isn’t carrying an umbrella either, but that is NOT the gaze of someone who is worried about getting home soaked from the rain. He's called a cab and you can tell.
You shouldn’t care, but you find yourself sulking. It’s great that he won't be getting wet and all, but you still have to go through that fate! You didn’t bring enough cash to use his strategy, and you would have appreciated someone who can share your misery. Alas, only one of you has the power of money by their side today.
Your mood only aggravates when you see a car pull up, presumably his ride. How beautiful it is to have resources. That could've been you, but you only have enough to afford public transport. You really ought to start checking the weather forecast before going out.
You continue to watch from afar, spacing out as you wonder what the heck you'll do with your life. And you must have been staring really hard, because the boy is now looking straight at you, having noticed your presence.
A smile tugs at the corners of his lips, before he waves a hand in invitation. You quickly look around to check if he's really talking to you (even though the place is practically empty), and slowly walk towards him right after.
"Hey. You came to take an exam today as well, right? I think I saw you earlier." He adresses you, taking off his foggy glasses to wipe them clean. "I'm Yukimiya, by the way."
You exchange greetings, and he tilts his head. "It’s raining pretty heavily. Did you bring an umbrella?"
You shake your head and he smiles faintly, like he knew all along and was just looking for an excuse to bring it up. He puts his glasses back in place and fixes his gaze on you, speaking again. "We go by a similar route, I've seen you take the bus at the stop nearby. I could bring you there, if you'd like."
Your mouth hangs open. Is he really offering a ride to you? Was your agony that obvious that the guy couldn't help but pity you? You could drop to your knees and thank the gods for this act of mercy, yet he was still calm as if wasn't giving you the choice to change your fate.
You shake your head out of politeness, even though you really want to accept. You don't know him that well, do you? getting into a stranger's car (even if it's their taxi) doesn't seem too smart.
But can you really afford to say no? Your survival instincts are pretty weak right now. The offer is too good to pass up, so when he reassures you and asks one last time, you end up accepting.
You sit in the backseat and the driver takes off, the two of you chatting idly and getting to know each other in the meantime. the drive only takes a few minutes, and he drops you off as promised. You thank him profusely, promising to repay him somehow in the future, and he dismisses it with a smile.
Yukimiya leaves, and as you wait for the bus, you see a street vendor selling cheap umbrellas. You thank the heavens again, getting one just in case.
At the end of the day, you manage to arrive home without having gotten wet at all.
You're convinced the boy was some kind of angel sent to you, and you genuinely consider becoming his first believer.
What a religious experience.
Seishiro Nagi + Mikage Reo
Nagi overslept. That's it, that’s his reason.
He didn’t forget, he just thought it was too much of a hassle to get up from bed when he was already comfortable there, and he would have done the same today if Reo hadn't gotten his ass out of home.
You find him sitting on the floor after almost tripping over him, your startled gasp making his eyes land on your frame.
A short conversation follows.
"Why are you sitting there…?"
"It's more comfortable to play in the floor."
"Did you bring an umbrella, by any chance?"
"No… I didn’t."
"Are you walking home, though?"
"Walking? Sounds like a hassle… I'm not doing that."
"Ah… cool, I guess."
The boy yawns and resumes playing, as if the exhange had exhausted him beyond measure. You realize you won't get anything out of this conversation, and decide to drop the questions.
If he's acting like this, he's probably a lazy, spoiled kid who's getting picked up by his parents.
Or so you thought, because you clearly didn't think of the possibility of a rich, spoiled best friend existing in the ecuation.
"Nagi! I got us snacks!" A purple haired boy jogs towards him with a huge grin, an umbrella being uselessly held by his hand considering he got damp from sprinting the way back.
You step back instinctually, noticing a couple of close friends when you see one. The boy who just got here rambles about the stuff he bought for a little while, while the other listens.
"Are you ready to go?" He extends a hand to the guy on the floor, who you assume is named Nagi, and he gets up with a grumble. He shrugs half-heartedly, and the other boy takes it as yes.
"The limo's like, right around the corner. We won't wait for long." He continues speaking, and all you can think is damn, he's rich rich. "I would have liked for us to go somewhere else today, but the weather's not helping. Guess we'll have to- Oh! do I know you?"
You blink twice as you hear him address you, having gotten too spaced out while listening to remember your own existence (not like they'd noticed you either, anyway). You shake your head at his question, but his eyes are already lighting up with something close to realization.
"Wait! I've seen you around." He exclaims, quickly explaining from where he believes he knows you. He introduces himself, beginning a friendly conversation as if he just decided he likes you only from the impression you supposedly gave him.
The chat goes on until his limo arrives, and he turns to you with a smile. "Well, Nagi and I have to go now. Your ride's getting here soon, right?"
You shake your head, explaining you don't have any other choice but to walk home. He gapes at you, as if he just remembered that some people go home by foot out of necessity.
Reo crosses his arms dissaprovingly, before offering you to come with him. "Tell us your address, we'll handle it."
You refuse, and he frowns. "You can't go home like that in this weather! You'll get sick."
You open your mouth to speak again, but Nagi interjects. "Walking back like that sounds like a hassle…"
You sigh, realizing you're left with little choice (and it's not like you didn't actually want to, anyway…). Reo beams the moment you accept.
You get inside the vehicle, marveling at its interior. Reo shares the snacks he bought with the two of you. You arrive home comfortably and safely.
Only when you lay down in your bed, you pause to think that you literally got adopted by a billionaire and his best friend for a whole afternoon.
You look at the note in expensive paper that Reo gave you before you left, which had his number 'in case you don't have a ride in the future' and Nagi's gamertag for whatever reason.
Yeah, this is going to the hall of fame of your favorite memories.
Zantetsu Tsurugi
Guys, come on.
We all know why Zantetsu's there.
You find the guy staring into oblivion as if he's unveiling the secrets of the universe, and you just have to go over and ask if he's okay.
When he turns to you, he deadpans, "Do you think i'll dry myself if I sprint through the rain?"
Your mouth hangs open at the unexpected question.
He takes it as encouragement.
"I mean, logically, the wind could dry me off as I run, so I wouldn't get wet despite not having an umbrella."
You stare blankly at him.
He thinks you understand.
"If i ran fast enough, perhaps the water wouldn't even reach me in the first place. If I'm faster than rain itself, then I-"
"...Could slip and break your neck." You remark before you can stop yourself, and Zantetsu looks at you like you just introduced a game changer.
"That's... true. If we take that into account..."
Zantetsu resumes rambling. Your brain completely disconnects at this point. You stare blankly at your surroundings, dissociating entirely... until your eyes fix on his jacket, which looks thick enough to block the rain.
You unceremoniously cut him off.
"Why don't we just cover our heads with the jacket?" You ask, pointing at it. Zantetsu's eyes slowly widen.
"...I didn't think of that." Yeah, don't tell me. You shook your head in both amusement and exhaustion, before you see him follow up with the idea.
Zantetsu doesn't mind sharing with you in the slightest, specially since you offered the most efficient (and somehow not obvious...?) method to avoid getting soaked. You arrive home drier than if you had gotten there alone... and immediately hope doesn't actually try running in the streets next time it rains.
Ი𐑼 extra notes: these were so fun to write. I admit I only added Zantetsu to make that dumb joke, though 😭 if you made it this far, thank you for reading! i appreciate it ♡
