(A/N: Here is an AGED UP Kenma x Female Reader...{again sorry, I’m still learning how to write for a more diverse audience} I have had nothing but teasing Kenma brain rot all day today, so here is the result of that. Please, enjoy!)
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You could hear the rapid clicking and taps of the keyboard and mouse coming from Kenma’s gaming desk, which you had agreed to keep in the corner of your room. Normally you wouldn’t bother him while he was gaming, but today had been tough for you, and he wasn’t streaming tonight. When you walked up next to him you could hear Kuroo and the other guys laughing through his headset. Kenma glanced up at you only needing a quick look to know that you were needing some attention.
“Hey,” he greeted you, and with a quick few clicks he paused his game and turned to face you. “What’s up?” He asked.
You didn’t say anything as you leaned down and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. You crawled onto his lap, with your legs dangling on either side of his thighs and practically straddling him. He wrapped his arms around you rubbing your back up and down, just how you liked it.
“Bad day?” He asked and all you could do was nod. “Do you care if I continue my game? You don’t have to move.” He assured you, and you nodded again.
Kenma turned back to his computer screen and you could hear him click the keys quickly once again. The sound of the keyboard and mouse clicks, along with the howling laughter from the boys over the headsets were somewhat calming. Kenma also made sure to continue to rub your back every so often when he had a free hand to spare.
“Oh come on! How did I die again?” Bokuto shouted, and you giggled at the defeated tone in his voice.
“Someone revive him please.” Kenma said, and you could feel his breath brush your ear.
You stayed in his arms like that for a while just listening to them play, and you could feel your earlier stress start to go away. You decide maybe it was a good time now to let him play with his friends, you also had some work to finish. You wiggled in his lap to show that you were about to go, but he made a grunting noise, and his hand shot to your hip to hold you steady.
“Stay still.” He ordered you, and for some reason the demand made you blush.
“But they’re shooting at me!” Bokuto cried out.
“Not you idiot.” Kenma sighed, clicking a few more keys while Kuroo let out a hyena laugh.
You let out a giggle yourself, but then try to pull away, only slightly rubbing up against Kenma again. You gasp a little feeling something rub against the hot spot between your legs. This time, both his hands grabbed at your hips and he glared at you.
“I told you to stay still.” He said.
You smirk at your boyfriend realizing why he didn’t want you to move. You hadn’t realized you were moving that much, and hadn’t meant to excite him so much. You move your hips teasingly, and he sucked in a quick breath his grip on your hips getting tighter, and the tent in his pants growing larger. He licked his lips before looking back up at you and giving you a wicked smirk.
“I’ll be right back guys.” He said into his mic, before taking off his headset and carefully placing them onto you. You blink and open your mouth to protest, but he let out a sinister chuckle. “Keep quiet, otherwise they’ll hear you.” He said, fixing the headset over your ears.
“Get wrecked emo boy!” Kuroo shouted loudly, while Bokuto yelled out a string of profanities that you didn’t even think he knew the meaning of.
Meanwhile Kenma was planting hot kisses on your throat and down your chest. He wasted no time reaching up your shirt where you could feel his warm hands run up your sides and tickle your skin. You bit your lip trying your best not to make any noise as he lifted his hips to grind up against you. Kenma lifted your shirt over your chest meeting your gaze as he planted a kiss on top of your breast. His lips were soft, but incredibly hot, but not as hot as his hands felt as they pulled your bra down to free your breast.
“Above you.” came Akaashi’s voice over the headset, and you wished they’d all shut up.
“Where did you get a leg?” Kuroo asked.
“Your mom.” Bokuto replied and laughing at his own joke.
“Enemy approaching.” Akashi warned again, and all you could hear was Bokuto shouting again.
You breathe in quickly as Kenma flicks his tongue around one of your nipples, while his fingers play and pull the other. You can hear the other guys talking over the headset, but all you really could pay attention to was what your boyfriend was doing to you. He lightly brushed his hand down your body down to the waste band of your pants.
“I can already feel how hot your are.” He said and again pushing himself up against you so you could feel much he’d grown for you.
He chuckled seeing how much a struggle it was for you to keep quiet, but with a mischievous grin he slipped his hand down the front and bypassing your panties. You let out a breathy moan as you felt his fingers easily slip inside. His eyes darted towards the computer screen, but the guys seemed too busy laughing at how Bokuto had died once again.
“Careful, you don’t want them to hear how dirty you are.” Kenma teased, rubbing his thumb against your clit.
You bit down harder already shaking. He was playing dirty, and wasting no time with you. He curled and uncurled his fingers in a slow torturous rhythm. You bucked your hips against his hand to try and tell him to go faster, but he chuckled again and took you nipple into his mouth. He was enjoying this all too much, and you gripped onto the back of the chair in hopes it would keep you silent.
You could feel the slow build of your orgasm start to form, and you urged yourself to stay quiet. Kenma’s fingers were moving faster, his thumb tapped at your clit like it was a goddamn game controller, and you were just about there. Your head fell back ready to come undone, when suddenly Kenma pulled his hand away. The intense feeling before slowly dying. You whimper at the sudden loss, only for it to be covered by Kuroo’s hyena laugh.
“Let’s get these off of you.” Kenma whispered, tugging off your pants like he didn’t just do what he did. You stay put annoyed with him, but he gives you a swift smack on the ass. “Do it or I’ll never let you cum.” He warned. You feel your cheeks warm as you slide off of him and let him pull your pants off.
You lean against the desk as he undresses you completely. The other guy’s voices don’t even bother you as they sound like faint background noise. Kenma leans over and begins planting kisses starting at your neck, to your shoulders, then down your chest, and then your stomach. He goes until he’s kneeling in front of you, and look up at you with a sinister smile. He kisses your inner thigh, dragging his tongue up towards your heated sex.
You grip the edge of the desk as he does the same thing on the other side. You could curse him out for what he was doing to you, but you kept silent. When his tongue flicked your clit you bucked forward nearly losing it. Kenma held you in place, but didn’t let up on his teasing. You placed one hand on his shoulder, while you fisted the other and used it to cover your mouth. He added his fingers as he licked and sucked, drawing you close to another orgasm. You could feel the heat surge up and pool at your center, and you could have begged him to keep going at that point. You’d do anything for him to let you cum.
But just like before he stopped and pulled back.
“Kenma,” You groaned not able to take it anymore.
“What?” Came Bokuto’s voice.
“Are you alright, Kenma?” Akaashi asked, while Kuroo laughed a little.
“Are you being naughty KenKen?” Kuroo joked.
Your eyes grew wide and you stared down at Kenma at your slip up. He only smirked up at you as he stood up. He lifted the headset off of you and while keeping his eyes locked on yours, spoke into the mic.
“Sorry, I have a mess to clean up.” And then tossed the headset to the side.
“Ken,” you begin, but he has his hands on you before you can utter another word.
“If I wasn’t mistaken, I think you get off on the idea of my friends being able to hear how slutty you are.” He growled into your ear.
“I wasn’t,” you tried, but he tightened his grip around your throat.
“But you did, just look at how wet you got from it.” He said again running his fingers through your slick. You moaned as his fingers worked you over again. “Turn around.” He ordered.
You complied, turning around and placing your hands flat on his desk. He kicked at your feet to spread your legs wider, and you felt him press himself against you. You could feel how hard he was as he rubbed his dick against your pussy. He let out a groan of his own as he grabbed onto your hips and continued to grind against you.
“Please, Kenma,” you beg just wanting to fuck you already. You were ready to burst with all the pent up frustration he had given you.
“Careful baby, they can still hear us.” He said.
Your eyes fly towards the headset that sat at the other side of the desk. You could barely hear the other guys talking to each other, and you really weren’t sure if they could hear you or not. Kenma rubbed the head of his cock against your entrance pulling your attention back to him.
“Unless you want them to hear you scream my name, I’m not opposed to that.” He said as he slowly pushed himself inside of you.
You couldn’t help the moan that escaped your lips then. He was deliciously big and could completely fill you up, but whenever he moved slowly it drove you crazy. He knew how impatient you could be, and loved making you wait for it. Inch by inch he slowly dove into you, holding you down against the desk so you couldn’t back up into him. He hadn’t even gone all the way in before he began to pull back out making you groan.
“Stop teasing me,” You breathed, still conscious that the headset was on.
“Tell me what you want.” He whispered leaning down and kissing your shoulder.
“You,” you whine pushing your ass up against him.
“You have me,” He said, snaking an arm around you only put his hands between your legs again. You sucked in a breath as he rubbed your overly sensitive clit.
“F-fuck me,” you beg, your legs quivering and threatening to give out.
“But I am.” You hated how calm he sounded, like he wasn’t struggling as much as you were. He pushed into you again, but going painstakingly slower.
“Faster,” you said, “Harder.”
He chuckled into your ear, kissing you there. “You want me to fuck you rough then?” He asked and suddenly his other hand was around your throat again. “Want me to shove my cock deep inside you? Fuck you so hard until I break you? Is that what you want?”
Fuck that sounded good. You nod wanting nothing less from him. He lifted off of you, releasing your throat but now twisting his hand into your hair and pulling you up against him. You moan loudly, forgetting everything else except the pleasurable feelings he was pulling from you.
He held you against him as he rammed himself inside of you, his full length slipping inside of you and hitting you right in that sweet spot. He bit down on your shoulder as he pounded into you, not able to hold himself back anymore either. He then let go of you only to bend you over the desk again. You cry out in pleasure as he continues to rail you, mixing in his own moans with yours.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He sighed pulling your hips back into his.
“Kenma,” you try to tell him that you’re getting close but the rest of your words fail to come.
He began to move faster, and you grabbed at his hands that held your hips. You could feel that familiar pull at the pit of your stomach begging for you to make it. Both of you were breathing quickly, and you could feel his cock pulse inside of you. He must be close too, but you still worried that he was going to torture you again.
“Please Kenma, let me cum. I want to cum, please.” You begged, the words coming out a lot more whiney than intended.
“Oh fuck, baby,” his voice sounded strained, “Yes cum for me, let me feel you.” He said.
He rocked into you a few more times, and you could feel yourself reach the top of ecstasy. The sounds that came out of you as you came hard around him could probably heard by the next town over. Your legs really did give out this time, and if it wasn’t for Kenma holding you against the desk you would have collapsed on the floor. You heard Kenma grunt a few times before you felt him release himself inside of you. The two of you stayed there for a moment catching your breath and composing yourselves.
“I tried to hold it back,” you ended up saying, wondering what the guys would say after hearing all of that.
“Huh?” Kenma replied brilliantly taking a second to realize what you meant. “Oh, don’t worry about them.” He said and carefully pulled out of you. “The mic was off.”
You snapped your head to look at him, and see the cheeky grin on his face.
“You asshole!” You went to swat at him, but he caught your wrist, and kissed it sweetly.
“How about a bath? Will that make up for it?” He offered. You glared at him and he leaned over to kiss you on the lips. “Would you rather the mic was on?”
“Of course not!” You pull your wrist back and find your footing.
“Go run the bath, I’ll join you shortly.” He chuckled giving you a swift kiss.
Not having the energy to argue, you head to the bathroom to start up the bath. Kenma turned back to his game to let the boys know he was logging off. He put the headset back on, and looked back at the screen. Apparently Bokuto and Akaashi had left the party, and Kuroo was there by himself, but not playing. Then something in the corner of the screen caught his eye.
“Shit.” Kenma sighed realizing what he had just done. He had forgotten to mute the mic.
“Yeah....” Kuroo said on the other side. “Don’t worry Ken, we won’t say anything to her.”
(A/N: Here is an AGED UP first time fic for one of my favorite rare pair ships YachDog. Yes it's Yachi x MadDog. I hope you enjoy!)
Tender Touches
Mad Dog sat on Yachi's couch, having gone over to her place after catching dinner with the Sendai Frogs after practice. During the dinner the subject of sex had been brought up. Mad Dog and Yachi had been dating for seven months but the two have not gotten intimate yet.
He had always been careful not to push her into anything and make her uncomfortable. Yachi was special to him and he didn't want to risk losing her over something stupid. He knew he could be a bit much, so he tried his best to keep his desires on the down low until she was ready.
Tonight though, he couldn't get his mind off of it. He wanted to know everything, what she's done, how far she's gone, what she likes, and what she would be up to try. Except, he also knew how flustered she got anytime the conversations went there. Even during their numerous make out sessions she seemed to pull back and stop before allowing anything to happen.
Yachi handed him a cup of tea and sat next to him on her couch. He decided maybe it wouldn't be a good idea to bring it up tonight when Yachi asked it herself.
"How old were you when you lost your virginity?" She asked in a rush, but he heard every word.
He was so caught off guard he choked on the tea, sputtering it up and nearly dropping the cup. He leaned over placing the cup on the coffee table and pounding his fist against his chest. Yachi immediately began freaking out and patted his back and apologizing profusely.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
He shook his head holding up his hand to indicate to give him a moment. Once he had stopped coughing he looked up at her. She still looked panicked and worried, and he turned to face her.
"You just surprised me, don't feel bad." He said.
Her eyes dropped down to her hands which she had clasped together tightly in her lap. He noticed how they were shaking and placed his hand over hers. She looked up as he lifted her hands to his lips and he kissed her knuckles.
"I'll answer any questions you have, I just don't know if you'll like the answers."
The same cute, pink blush flooded her cheeks at both his words and his tender kiss. She smiled shyly at him, and curled up against him, laying her head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close.
"I knew you had some sort of past when I started dating you. I...I think that's why I've been so hesitant with you." She began to explain, and played with the string of his hoodie.
"I thought that I wouldn't be a good match for you. I have little to no experience and I'm shy. Half the time I don't even know what I'm doing. While you're," she let out a big sigh and he rubbed her back to help ease away her worries.
"I'm not exactly proud of my past." He replied, the guilt of his actions coming back to haunt him. "I was a senior when I did it the first time, and with some random girl I hardly knew."
He ran his fingers through her soft hair, her eyes closing to his touch. He was so glad his confession didn't send her running. She just listened, like she usually did, without judgment and free of any guilt. It was one of the things that drew him to her.
"How many times have you done it?" She then asked, her voice still soft and eyes still closed almost as if she were going to fall asleep.
"I'm ashamed of the answer." He admitted which made her giggle.
"Just that one time?" She asked, peeking up at him through one open eye.
"You're cute." He grunted poking her cheek. She giggled again and nuzzled back into his chest.
"So you have a lot of experience then." She stated it like it was a fact, which made him chuckle.
"Let's just say that I can have you begging for more." He smirked, and her head popped up to look him right in the eyes.
He swallowed not sure if what he said irritated her, or what. She searched his face for something, and she tilted her head just a tad, her hair falling slightly in her face.
"I'd like to test that out."
He smiled and pushed the strand of hair out of her face. When she didn't giggle or make a move to lay back onto his chest his smile faltered. Her expression didn't change either.
"Wait, you mean now?" He asked, taken completely aback.
"If you want to." Her eyes darted away bashfully, and he could feel his heart start to hammer against his chest.
"Are you sure? I want your first time to be special." And that was the honest truth. He didn't want her regretting her first time, especially if it were with him. He wanted her to be absolutely sure she was ready.
"It is special. Because it's with you." She said, causing his heart to jump yet again.
She had no idea the effect she really had on him. She leaned forwards placing a sweet kiss to his lips. God, he really loved her, she had him totally under her spell.
"If I'm going to take you, I want to take you on your bed." He whispered against her lips.
Yachi felt a rush of heat flow through her veins at his words. She had never felt such a strong desire for someone before. The thought of being intimate with anyone made her nervous, but the way he held her, and how gentle he had been with her calmed her growing anxiety.
She climbed off of him, grabbing his hand and pulling him up off the couch. She led him into her bedroom, her heart gunning and her mind racing as she tried to keep herself from freaking out. She shut the door behind them, and turned around to face him.
Kyotani looked down at her cautiously. "Are you sure about this? This is your last chance to back out."
His constant reminder that he was going at her pace lifted a bit of her worries. She knew he wouldn't do anything to harm her, or make her uncomfortable. She trusted him, hell she loved him. With the little bit of courage she could gather she stepped towards him, and grabbed a fist full of his shirt.
"Shut up and kiss me." She ordered.
He smirked at her boldness and very much obliged her command. He dipped his head down to meet hers, bringing his hands to caress each side of her face. He gave her a slow, sensual kiss, promising of what was about to come. Her fingers loosened around his shirt, and she reached up to wrap them around his shoulders.
He crouched for a second, grabbing her under her ass and lifting her. She let out a pretty little giggle as she wrapped her legs around his waist and continued to slowly kiss him as he walked them over to her bed.
He laid her down gently, kissing her down her jaw to the base of her neck. She whined a bit as he pulled back, only to feel heat warm her cheeks at the sight of him hovering over her. He gave her a half crooked grin as he reach over himself and tugged off his shirt revealing a well toned chest and abdomen.
She reached up to touch him, just wanting to feel him. She had seen him shirtless many times, but to know that she could freely touch him, to know that he was hers, it caused a powerful feeling to stir inside her. Her fingers trailed down his happy trail to where it met the button of his jeans.
"Not yet baby, I want us to enjoy this." He said, grabbing her hand and pinning it above her head.
"I want to taste every inch of you." He whispered, and she softly moaned as his lips met her neck again.
He breathed her in, the gentle scent of jasmine and vanilla filling his senses. He watched her as he slipped his hand under her shirt and slowly lifted it. When she made no attempts to stop him, he kissed her stomach. She made a surprised squeak, which made him chuckle, but he continued to kiss up her body, even biting down slightly.
She couldn't believe how arousing just him kissing and licking her body was. She never would imagine that a single touch would make her tingle everywhere and already have her squirming. Why didn't she let him do this earlier? Sure they had made out plenty of times, but it had never felt like this.
Kyotani pulled her shirt off completely before continuing to ravish her with more teasing kisses. Her chest was quickly rising and falling, evidence of what he was already doing to her, and he felt a small swell of pride in his chest. He planted a small kiss at the top of the space between her breasts and she flinched.
He looked up to meet her eyes, and saw how embarrassed she looked. Her whole face was pink, and she used her arms to shield herself. He didn't understand why she would be so embarrassed now, it's not like he's never felt her up before.
"I know they aren't really that big, but," she began but he didn't hesitate to kiss her chest again.
"They're perfect." He said, gently trying to pull her arms away. "You are perfect."
She stared into his eyes wondering if he was just being nice or if he truly meant what he said. When she saw nothing but sincerity in them, she dropped her arms and shut her eyes as he continued to kiss her there.
He reached underneath her, and with practiced ease unhooked her bra and pulled that off too. She resisted the urge to cover herself again, and instead enjoyed the feeling of his large hands gently massaging them. She was so soft, and her breast fit perfectly in his hands. He traced his fingers around her nipples watching them perk up and harden. He gave one a quick lick, a quick moan escaping from Yachi.
"Mmh, you're so sensitive." He stated proudly before dragging his tongue around her nipple just as his fingers had done.
"Kentaro," she whined out his name.
He pinched one nipple while sucking the other, making her moan even louder. She bit the back of her hand to try and compose herself, but his teasing was driving her wild. She could already feel the heat pull at the pit of her stomach.
"I want to know." He said, kissing her breast each in turn. "Do you touch yourself?" He asked.
Her whole body lit up like a firework. Did he seriously just ask her that? He kissed her cheek, feeling guilty for asking that so suddenly. He was simply curious, and just thinking about her pleasuring herself made his dick twitch.
"I, um, sometimes." She answered hesitantly. He kissed her on the forehead, and smiled.
"Good, what do you think about while touching yourself?" He asked and again she felt so embarrassed at the question. Did she really want to admit to her fantasies?
But then she felt his hand slowly trail down her body, and play at the band of her skirt. Oh god, was he going to do what she thought he was? She hoped in all honesty he was.
"You, I think of you." She admitted.
"Oh yeah? And what do you think of me doing?" His voice had deepened, and gotten a lot more raspier.
"Touching me." She replied, his fingers tugging down her skirt.
"Where?" He asked, pulling at the thin strap of her panties and squeezing her hip. “Here?”
She shook her head, shifting her body in hopes his hand would land in the spot she wanted it. He smirked down at her, wondering how far he could take this little game of his. He daintily trailed his hand across her hips and tugged the other side of her skirt down and repeating his earlier actions.
“Here?” he teased.
“Kenta,” she whined, too shy to out right beg him to touch her, but desperately wanting him to.
“Where do I touch you Hitoka?” he hummed low, sweetly kissing her shoulder. He then grabbed her hand and guided it down her body.
“Show it to me.” he ordered.
Yachi stared up at him wide eyed, but he simply gave her a loving kiss before pushed himself off the bed. He pulled off her skirt and panties off in one motion, and nodded to her again.
“Let me see you baby.” he encouraged.
Yachi gulped, her mind racing on what she should do next. On one hand she thought it too lewd to touch herself in front of him, but on the other, she was very much turned on by the idea. She stared at her boyfriend as he watched her and patiently waited at the edge of the bed.
He saw her hand move slowly down to her heated sex. Her fingers easily slipping between the folds from his earlier work. She let out a timid little moan as she worked her fingers, pleasuring herself as he had asked.
She was an amazing site to behold. She was all flushed, and he never knew he could become so hard for such soft moans before. He could feel his erection straining against his jeans demanding to be set free.
He wanted to take her right then and there, to fuck her over a million times over and have her scream his name, but he restrained himself. He couldn’t do that to her, he couldn’t be selfish. Besides, he could easily get off by just watching her. Fuck, if he wasn’t careful he’d cum before she did.
Moving quickly but without taking his eyes off of her, he reached inside his pocket for his wallet. He pulled out a condom and set it on the bed dropping the wallet, and pulling off his pants and boxers. Yachi was so into her own pleasure, she didn’t notice his approach until he grabbed her hand to stop her.
“Good girl.” he praised, lifting her fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean.
Her jaw dropped once again surprised by his actions. He knelt down in front of her placing his hands on her sides. He kissed the inner part of her thigh, and she sat up.
“Wait, don’t, you don’t have to,” she began, but he shot a glare up at her. She went silent and let him continue.
“You’re very tasty, you know?” he noted licking the outer part of her sex. She took a quick intake of breath, the sensation new and strange to her.
“You’re so sweet.” he added, licking her again this time dipping his tongue inside. She moaned out again only to cover her mouth and try and hide it.
“Itadakimas,” he drawled out before tasting her fully.
Yachi fell back onto the bed, holding onto his wrists as he held her down. She gasped again as he continued to eat her up, She bit down on her lip to keep herself from being too loud, but it was no use. His tongue felt too good lapping her up, and when he sucked on that sensitive little nub of hers she cried out in bliss.
“K-Ken” she groaned involuntarily lifting her hips, making him hold on to her tighter, and pull her in closer.
"Let me hear you baby," he instructed while inserting a single digit inside. Her head lolled to the side and she gripped onto the sheets.
"Pl-please," she huffed, not sure how much more she could take.
He continued his torturous movements soon entering another finger, curling them in time with his tongue against her clit. She couldn't contain the sounds that erupted from her. The feeling was too intense and she soon felt that overpowering heat surge up at her core.
"..taro," she tried to say his name and he growled in reply.
"Fuck, come for me baby. That's it, good girl." He encouraged her, pulling her over the edge.
Her legs trembled as the orgasm racked her body. Her grip on his wrist so tight that her nails bit into his skin, but he didn't mind it at all. He was wrapped up in her, all of her, as he lapped up her juices. She was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.
"That's my girl." He kissed her inner thigh as she began to come down.
Yachi felt out of breath and a bit dizzy. She blinked her eyes open seeing Kentaro stand. Suddenly, she snapped back to her senses. Her eyes locked on his not so little friend. She gulped looking up at him.
He stroked himself, taking her in again. She looked beautiful being all sexed out. When her eyes found his again he saw the concern there. He wanted to laugh, but knew that wouldn't ease her worries. He picked up the condom off the bed and tore it open. She watched him carefully as he rolled the condom on trying to gauge how big he really was.
"I won't tell you it won't hurt, but I'll take it slow so you can adjust." He assured her. He hesitated for a second wondering if she was truly ready for this.
"Okay," she said and reached out for him.
His doubt vanished in that moment, and he crawled back on top of her. They shared another kiss while he positioned himself. He tried to distract her by kissing her deeper as he entered her, but she let out a whimper making him pull back out.
"No, please, don't stop." She panted and kissed him again hooking her leg over his waist.
He couldn't resist a plea like that, and continued to push through. Yachi clenched her eyes shut feeling him stretch her out. It didn't necessarily hurt, it just felt unfamiliar. She could feel him fill her up, and when he hit that wall that protected her womanhood he gave pause.
He pulled away from the kiss and looked deeply into her eyes. She smiled up at him caressing the side of his face before he plunged himself in and breaking that wall.
"Fuck," he growled just as she let out another breathy moan. "You okay?" He asked.
He was definitely filling her up now, and she felt a bit of pain but he felt too good for her to focus on the pain. She nodded and gave him the go ahead to continue.
He rocked his hips into her, a string of profanities following after. She felt so fucking good. She was hot, and so tight.
"Relax baby, let me make you feel good." He whispered into her ear, and after a few seconds she began to relax.
He continued to fuck her slowly, wanting her to enjoy this. Everything in him screamed at him to pick up the pace and fuck her senseless, pull at her hair and make her scream his name, but he resisted. He wanted her first time to be all about her.
"Kentaro," she purred, running her hands down his sides. "Faster, please."
He looked down at her unsure, but the longing look in her eyes convinced him. Still careful not to hurt her he began to move faster. Her breathing became more ragged and she raked her nails down his back.
"Yes, just like that." She sighed. "Don't stop,"
"Hitoka," he moaned deeply, feeling his cock twitch at her pleading words.
He could feel his own climax building fast and tried to hold it back, but it was hard with her wreathing beneath him, moaning his name and her pussy tightening around his cock.
"Shit," he groaned going faster trying to bring her to the edge with him.
"Ah! Yes!" She gripped the pillow as she felt another orgasm coming in hot.
"Be a good girl and come with me. I want to feel you come."
He kissed her chest again, squeezing her nipple remembering how sensitive they were earlier. She cried out again as he felt her tighten up again, and her back arched against him.
"That's my girl, that's my fucking good girl." He growled pounding into her as she came undone. He wasn't too far behind her, and with a few more strokes he soon reached that ecstasy.
"Fuuuck, baby." He kissed her shoulder, up her neck and to her lips.
She giggled and kissed him back still feeling him twitch inside her. She decided that she really liked feeling him do that inside her. He pulled back only to kiss her cheeks, and then her chin, and then her forehead. She laughed a little at how loving he was being.
"Are you okay? I didn't hurt you?" He asked.
She shook her head, still smiling up at him. "I feel sore, but mostly I feel good." She assured him.
He was pleased with that answer and rolled off of her pulling himself out of her. He tied up the condom and disposed of it properly.
"I guess it's true." Yachi said as he came back to join her in bed.
"Hm?" He asked opening his arms to let her curl up against him.
"You really do have me begging for more."
He out right laughed at her comment. He kissed the top of her head and rubbed her arm.
"It's going to have to wait. That was the only condom I have on me." He said.
"I guess we'll have to take a quick late night trip to a convenience store then." She quipped back.
"I have practice tomorrow. And don't you have an early morning class tomorrow?" He noted.
"Fine," she sighed and snuggled in closer to him. "After practice then." She said.
"I think I've created a monster." He teased and she smiled cheekily up at him. He leaned down and kissed her lovingly. There was definitely nothing he wouldn't do for this woman.
"I love you." He told her kissing the tip of her nose.
"I love you too." She replied the overwhelming feelings she held for him bubbling to the surface. She truly loved this man and nothing in this life would change that.
(A/N: Aged Up Daichi x Reader with female parts. I’m really sorry, i’m still learning how to write same sex couples. So bare with me for a bit please. <3 Also, art not done by me, credits to orginal artist!)
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You gasped, your eyes flying open to see nothing but darkness. Your chest felt tight as images of Daichi lying dead in your arms flooded your mind. You let out a body shaking sob as you remember the blood pouring out of his chest, and you grab at your throat trying to breathe.
"What's wrong?" His voice was heard in the dark, but you couldn't see him.
Suddenly, a soft orange glow illuminated the corner of the room, and you saw his face. Daichi had turned on one of the lamps, and was now hovering over you in a panic. His brows furrowed as his eyes darted up and down your body.
"Baby what happened?" He asked.
You almost thought you were dreaming. You could have sworn you saw him lying dead in front of you a second ago. You reached out towards him, and he leant forward so you could place a hand on his cheek. He was warm to the touch, but he still stared down at you worried.
"Was it a nightmare?" He asked.
You simply nodded as he leaned down and wrapped his arm around you. You buried your face into the crook of his neck as he laid down and pulled you into him. The feel of his bare chest brought you comfort as you felt his heart beat.
He was alive, and he was here with you. He was in this bed, he was in your arms, living and breathing. You were still shaking, and he rubbed comforting circles on your back to try and ease you.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked softly.
You blink back tears that had started to form in your eyes. You take a moment to compose your thoughts, and reaffirm that it was only a dream. You curl in closer to him, your legs entertaining with his once again.
"You were on duty," you began, your throat tightening up as you fought the new slate of tears that threatened to come out.
"I was coming to see you, and just as I reached you there these loud popping sounds." You choked on the last words, and felt Daichi go still.
"The next thing I know, you're on the ground," you let out a sob as the images come back.
"Shh shh shh, it's okay, I'm here." Daichi pulled you into him again running his fingers through your hair and brushing it out of your face.
"I'm right here." He continued to reassure you of his presence as you calmed down again.
You knew his job was dangerous, and that it came with some serious risks. The life of a cop was definitely hard, but living the life of a cop's wife took serious guts. Everyday you had to live with not knowing if you would see your husband alive again. It's what scared you the most in this world. But he loved his job, he loved helping people, and you couldn't stop him from doing that.
"Better?" He asks wiping away a trail of tears once you had calmed down again.
You reach you and caress his face again. You took in his features, the strong jaw line, the soft brows, the crooked smile. He was gorgeous, and so kind. You didn't know what you would do if he was taken from you so brutally.
You lifted your head to plant a loving kiss to his lips. He reciprocated sweetly, placing his hand behind your neck to support you. The two of you pulled back only to press your foreheads together. Your heart still aches at the fear of losing him.
"Please, don't leave me." You urged, looking into his soft brown eyes.
"I'm right here." He said, kissing your forehead. "I'm not leaving." He then planted a kiss on the tip of your nose. "I'm here with you."
His lips met yours again, and this time you put all your love into it. You needed to know that he wasn't going anywhere. You needed to make sure he was right there with you. You had to feel him be with you.
You wrapped your leg around his waist, his hand trailing down your side and cradling you. You lifted yourself to push him down on the bed, straddling him. He made no complaint as you continued to make out, biting and nipping at his bottom lip.
"I need you." You whispered into his ear.
"I'm right here baby." He replied, letting out a soft moan as your hips rotated against his growing erection.
"Daichi," you practically whine, as you grind against him again just needing to feel that heat surge up again.
"Fuck," he groaned, grabbing your at your hips as you moved.
You remove your oversized shirt and toss it to the side before leaning back down and kissing him again. The feel of your skin against his draws out more arousal, making you shiver. You kiss down the side of his jaw to the base of his neck, feeling his heart beat rapidly there.
He plays and pulls at the straps of your panties waiting for your next move. You lean back up, putting your weight down on his happy friend. He looks up at you expectantly, a fiery look in his eyes, only for them to roll back as you move your hips again. You loved seeing him like this, loved seeing what you did to him.
You couldn't wait any longer. You wanted him, needed to feel him, all of him. You had only pulled the hem of his boxers, but Daichi moved quickly, ridding himself of them faster than you could blink. He was ready for you, more than ready. His erection stood at full attention already leaking with pre.
You ease yourself back over him, grabbing his dick to help guide him into you. He let out a low hiss as you rubbed it against your walls before pushing your panties to the side and sinking down onto him. You gasp slightly feeling him fill you up.
His hands are at your hips again as if helping you mount him, when really he just needed something to grab onto. You both let out a moan as you take him in completely. There, you could feel him, practically throbbing inside of you.
You shift only slightly and immediately grab at his wrist. Shit, you almost came right then. You were going to have to take this slow.
Daichi on the other hand had other ideas. He began to move on his own, impatient and causing another moan to escape you. You put both hands on his chest forcing him to stop.
"Fuck, baby," he sighed exasperatedly.
"I want to feel you." You reply, starting a slow pace. "I want to feel every inch of you." Your voice was breathy as your hips moved painstakingly slow.
"I have to make sure you're here." You gasped feeling that heated fire start to burn in the pit of your stomach. "Daichi," you call out his name desperately.
"Shit," he groaned, his chest heaving as he tried to control his breathing.
Something about that flipped a switch. Suddenly you didn't care about going slow. You wanted to see him struggle, wanted him to crumble beneath you. You moved faster, moving your hips the way you knew he liked it. He grunted, squeezing his eyes shut and bucking his hips again.
"Ahh!" You shouted, not able to hold back anymore. He was hitting you in the right spot, falling forward onto his chest.
Daichi continued to pump in and out of you, his speed increasing each time. You felt your body going tense as the walls of ecstasy started to crumble.
"Come for me baby, I want to feel you cum on me." Daichi ordered, and that was it.
You cry out as your orgasm overtakes you. Daichi holds you as your body shakes, and you feel your pussy pulse around his still erect dick. You kiss him tenderly across his chest, as his fingers trail up your sides.
You plant sweet kisses on his lips again which he happily accepts. He wraps an arm around you, while using the other to flip the two of you over so he was once again hovering over you.
He trailed kisses down your neck, down to your chest, and soon your breast. He playfully licks at your nipple while his hand pinches and pulls at the other one. Your head falls back at the sensation he's sending through your body, sucking and pulling at each of them in turn.
You sighed giving him a loving grin when he looked up at you. He returns your grin with one of his own, and he returns to your lips. Kissing you lovingly before pulling away, the fire back in his eyes.
"Now its my turn." He growls. He frees you of your panties, tossing them to join with your other discarded clothes, and you feel him rub himself against you again.
He was harder than ever, and you couldn't help but groan eagerly as he rubbed against that pleasure spot of yours. He smirked, slipping a couple digits into your slicken folds and gently massaging you.
"Oh," you gasped, your fist clenching around the sheets already.
"Feel good?" He asked, and you could only nod in reply. The feeling of his fingers was replaced with his cock rubbing against you again.
"Are you ready for me?" He asked this time softer.
"Yes," your breath was shaky, and needy.
"Then take it all in for me," he said slowly pushing himself inside. "That's a good girl." He smiled.
He moved in and out at a steady pace, lifting your legs over his shoulder hitting it deeper. You could feel him deep inside you, and made an ungodly sound as he picked up the pace.
"Daichi, oh god!" You shouted, clutching at the sheets, the pillows, anything.
"That's right baby, call out my name!" He demanded, pulling out only to go in harder.
"Dai-ai!" You gasp as another climax hit you, coming out of nowhere and fast.
"Oh fuck I can feel you clamping down on me." He moaned not stopping and going faster.
Your mouth hangs open as you ride out your orgasm, back arching and all. You cry out again, thinking the feeling isn't going to stop until you feel another one coming.
"I'm gonna come, Daichi please," you beg and he grunts in response.
"Fuck yes, me too."
He drills into going faster and harder, pulling you closer and closer over the edge. Just as you think you're not going to get it, Daichi leans forward hitting that sweet spot.
You finally get that release, tightening and quivering beneath him. With a few more thrusts he follows after you, filling you up. The two of you are breathing hard, as he's still twitching inside of you. You smile up at him and he chuckles kissing you again.
He pulls out of you and rolls onto his side. He reaches over and brushes some hair out of your face while staring at you adoringly. You blink at him, your heart filled with love and the fear nearly gone. You don't think that fear will ever go away, but as long as he was right here with you it didn't seem so threatening.
"Thank you," you said, completely sated.
He smiled back at you. "I love you."
Those three words, no matter how many times he said them to you, still made your heart flutter. Her turn on your side to face him kissing him again.
You're sitting on the couch, enjoying a nice night with Tsukki. He sits down next to you, handing you a drink. You smile at him and lean into him as you both continue to watch the movie.
He rests his hand on the inner part of your thigh, lightly letting his fingers tap there. You glance down at his hand before looking up at his face. He stares at the tv as if he was unaware of where his hand was. You hide your smirk by taking a sip of your drink, and feel his hand slide up a little higher.
"Tsukki," you call out his name in warning, seeing his lips quirk up into a half assed smile.
"If you want something, all you have to do is ask." You tell him, turning your body to face him.
He looks down at you, lifting one brow as if to challenge you. I gulp down your last sip pretty harshly as he takes the drink from you and sets it on the table in front of you. He then traces his thumb across your lips to wipe the left over moisture there.
"Why would I ask, when I know you like it so much more," he began and leaned in so close you could feel his breath against your lips. "when I take it from you."
Your eyes dart back and forth from his eyes to his lips. "Take it then." You return.
And so he did. His kiss lit you on fire as he brought his hand to the back of your neck to hold you in place. He leaned into you, pressing you into the couch. His lips trailed down towards your neck while his hand followed the path of your curves.
His hair is soft as you curl your fingers into it all while his lips leave a hot trail towards your throat. He pauses there and lifts his head. His golden eyes stare up at you, watching your expression as he grips your thigh.
"Should I continue?" He taunts, his thumb gently rubbing back and forth.
"Yes," you breathe out, your mind still hazy from the earlier touches.
"Do you want it?" He asked, his hand only moving just slightly.
"Yes," you answer again, seeing that cocky smirk grow on his lips.
"I don't think you do." He whispered low into your ear, and then kissed the spot under your ear.
"Tsukki," you didn't mean for it to come out as a whine, but if he kept teasing you, you were going to lose it.
"Louder." He ordered finally letting his hand slide up further. You squirm under him and he grips your thigh more tightly.
"C'mon Pipsqueak, I want to hear you beg for it."
Were you really going to allow this cocky bastard to order you around like that? Yes. Yes you were.
"Please," the word fell from your lips.
"Please what? What do you want?" He asked, kissing you briefly before trailing down your throat to the top of your chest.
You shifted your leg to the side, showing him exactly what you wanted. He let out a chuckle but instead he snuck his hand under your shirt tracing his fingers up your side. His light touch makes you shiver.
"I-I want," you let out a small moan when he captures one breast in one hand. He's gentle with you but not for long.
He quickly rids you of your shirt tossing it aside. He runs a hand over your shoulder, slipping off the strap of your bra before kissing the place your strap had been. You again reach out for him, running your hands along his shoulders to keep him in place.
His lips felt soft as he continued to ravish you. The heat building up between your legs was becoming unbearable and all you really wanted was for him to take you right then and there. But he liked to take his time, especially with you.
He worked his hand down your body once more, this time ending it at the top of your jeans. With one fluid motion he had them unbuttoned and the zipper undone.
"Let me hear you shortcake." He growled finally touching you where you wanted him most.
You moan feeling his long fingers gently massage you throwing your head back against the couch. Tsukki took that as an invitation to continue to kiss every bare part of you while letting his fingers work. The feel of both his tongue and fingers were sending your senses on overdrive, building an incredible high.
"Tsukki, please," you plead, feeling the amazing tension in the pit of your stomach about to burst.
"Not yet Pipsqueak." He curled his fingers and rubbed his thumb against that sensitive nub of yours. You let out an ungodly sound only for him to slow his movements.
"No," you whine a bit out of breath, but he just smirks at you.
"I want to hear you say it." He said in a low throaty voice. "I want to know how dirty you can sound." He began to move his fingers again.
You stared at him not sure what exactly he wanted you to say. But for the love of God you would say anything at this point. So you said the only thing that came to mind.
"Make me cum, Kei, please."
He chuckled against your chest sounding nearly sinister and worked his magic. You were learning quickly that his hands weren't just good for blocking. And his tongue wasn't just meant for witty banter.
You gasp as you feel that familiar intensity twitch inside you. You unintentionally grab at his bicep feeling his muscles flex as he brings you to the edge. You couldn't hold it back anymore and moaned out his name as you came. He continued to work you as you rode out the waves of ecstasy.
You took in deep breaths as you came back down, Tsukki pulling his hand back. You watched as he grinned down at you and lifted his fingers to his lips. Your eyes widening as he licks them clean.
"Tasty." He said, obviously amused at your reaction.
He then sat back allowing you some air and time to collect your thoughts. You watch as he unbuckles his belt, and quickly removes his pants. He watches and waits for your reaction, wondering if you were going to bolt, or continue. You bite your lip as your eyes catch the large tent growing in his boxers.
Knowing that you have caused that sends a rush of confidence to over take you. You lean forward and reach out to touch him. You barely rub your hand over the fabric and he lets out a guttural moan. You look up at him, seeing how red his face has gotten, and how closely he's watching you.
Without a word you allow your fingers to lightly graze over the bulge watching as he swallows hard. He isn't saying anything, giving you all the freedom to choose what happens next. You give him a sly smile as you reach into his boxers and tease him.
He sucked in a harsh breath, but his eyes showed nothing but pleasure. He felt hot in your hand, and the sudden surge of power you felt over this man fueled your next set of actions. The things you could do to make him come undone were endless.
You were just about to show him exactly what you could do when the front door opened up. You pulled back in surprise, but Tsukki quickly put his hand on the back of your head. He didn't push down, just kept you in place as he craned his neck to look behind him.
"Hey." He greeted the person calmly, like your face wasn't inches away from his dick.
"Hey, I thought Y/n was coming over?" You heard Yamaguchi's voice from the kitchen.
Your heart began to beat rapidly against your ribs. You could not let him catch you guys like this. Luckily the couch faced away from the front door and kitchen, but you knew that if Yams got too close he would definitely see where you were.
"She's still coming." Tsukki answered, giving you a knowing grin.
You narrowed your eyes at him and vengefully gave him a squeeze. He let out a groan that also sounded like a moan. In retaliation he gripped your hair tightly in warning.
"Oh, okay. Well I just came home to change real quick. Some of the guys are going out for drinks." Yams informed his best friend and he simply nodded.
"Right, okay." He waved him off, and you heard Yamaguchi retreat to his bedroom.
You began pulling back again, but Tsukki kept his hold on you.
"He's in the other room." You protest, and he stares back at you with dark eyes.
"Guess we'll have to keep quiet." He said and gently pushed a strand of your hair out of your face.
He was definitely going to be the end of you. If Yamaguchi came out and saw what you two were doing you would absolutely die right then and there. But admittedly, the idea of getting caught did something unspeakable to you.
So you continued, much to his delight. Your hand slowly stroking him and watching the pleasure wash over him. He let his head fall back and let out a quiet moan as your lips joined the fun. His fingers felt good running through your hair as he lovingly caressed you.
"Shit," he groaned, losing himself to the sensation as you worked him over.
You giggled loving that you were the reason why he was cursing and breathing unevenly. You noted how quickly his chest was rising and falling and the quiet little sounds he was making. You could also feel him pulse in your hand as it went up and down faster and faster.
"Oh fuck," he grunted coming close.
"You okay?" Yam's asked, coming back out of his room.
"Shit, yeah I'm fine." Tsukki cleared his throat to try and hide his true feelings. Even if Yams was standing there it didn't stop you. You wanted to see him squirm.
"You sure?" Yam's asked.
"Yes, Tadashi I'm fine. Aren't you," he cut himself off to hold in a moan. "Aren't you going to be late?" He finished.
"Yeah, but," Yams sounded unsure. "are you going to be okay?" He asked.
"Yeah," Tsukki blurted, and lifted a hand. "If anything, Y/n will take care of me." He said gripping the hair at the back of your head again.
You speed up your movements to torture him even more, and he closed his eyes to try and hold back. You're probably going to pay for this later, but it would be worth it.
"Okay, I'll be going then." Yam's said, still not sounding too convinced. "Text me if you need anything. Have fun with Y/n." He said walking towards the door.
"I plan to." Tsukki replied, nearly growling. He couldn't take it anymore. If Yams didn't leave now he was going to curse him out.
Luckily enough Yams didn't ask anymore questions and left the apartment. Relieved that he no longer has an audience he finally allowed himself to let go. You felt him come undone and pulled back with a very satisfied grin.
"You fucking brat." He grunted, loosening his grip on your hair. "Did you get off to the idea of my best friend watching us?" He asked and gave your ass a quick smack. You squeaked at the sudden contact.
"It was your idea in the first place." You reply and he rolls his eyes not wanting to hear it.
Instead he pulls you onto his lap, hooking one leg over his hip. His hands rest at your waist and his eyes trail over your body. His body felt hot against yours, and surprisingly soft. Your hands travel from his shoulders and down his chest.
You lean forward and place sweet kisses on his neck just as he had done to you. You feel his hands roam, one coming up to cup and play with your tits, while the other reached back down to your heated sex.
"Kei," you moan into his ear.
"Good girl, let me hear you." He orders, and you moan again feeling his magic fingers at work again.
"Tell me who makes you feel good." He said, and you tremble at his touches. "C'mon Shortcake."
"You." You manage to get out.
"That's right, say my name again." He ordered, and you gasped feeling his erection rub against you.
It was amazing how quickly he could bounce back like that. He gave you another smack on the ass when you didn't reply right away erupting another moan from you.
"Kei." You call out and he smirks.
"Tell me what you want Pipsqueak." He continued, and you weren't sure how much more of this you could take.
"You." you answer but he shakes his head.
"Say it. Say 'fuck me Kei'." He adjusted himself so you could feel him right at your entrance. All you had to do was lower yourself and you'd have it.
"Say it and you can have it." He whispered as if reading your mind. You looked deeply into his eyes seeing the want, and need in them as well. He wanted you just as badly.
You swallow before allowing the words to spill.
"Fuck me Kei."
"Good girl." His lips curled up into a sly smirk.
And he finally gave you what you had desired from the beginning. Gasping as he slowly entered you. It felt tight as he slowly slid himself in, but it soon relaxed allowing you to feel nothing but pleasure.
"Ride me baby." He bucked his hips to get you going and you held onto his shoulders to balance yourself.
You watched in complete ecstasy as his face scrunched together and his mouth fell open. You moved your hips slowly wanting to ride him out for a long time, loving the expressions he was making. His hands fell to your waist helping you move in a motion that he enjoyed.
"Fuck baby, keep going." He moaned out letting his head fall back.
You moved a bit faster feeling your own climax start to build. The two of you were a mix of moans and cuss words as you moved. He moved along with you now meeting you stroke for stroke.
"Kei, I'm so," you moaned, feeling yourself about to reach your limit.
"Me too," he breathed out just as affected as you were. He pulled you close encircling his arms around you and he pounded into you harder making you call out his name.
"Come for me baby." He growled kissing and sucking on your breasts all while speeding up his movements.
You can practically taste the sweetness of release on the tip of your tongue. Your mind goes blank as he drags it out of you. You claw at him as you clamp down on him and all but scream out in pleasure. He's still hard inside of you and pumps in and out as you ride out your orgasm.
"Oh fuck, okay let me pull out." He says and tries to move you off of him.
You shake your head and stay on top of him. He looks at you confused, only for you to move your hips again.
"Bad idea, Pipsqueak." He warned but he didn't make another attempt to move you. "I'm not wearing," he moaned, not able to complete that sentence.
"It's fine. I got us covered." You say and rotate your hips making him grip onto your waist.
"I want to feel you, Kei." You whisper into his ear holding him close. He sucked in a breath not able to hold back anymore. "Do you want to cum inside me?"
"Fuck yes," he moaned, a rough pleading sound.
"Cum for me Kei." You purr.
That did it, with the last of his energy he pounded into you. He went still, letting a list of profanities spill from his lips and releasing himself inside of you. He took his time catching his breath, kissing your chest and neck as he came back down from the high.
You giggled as he nuzzled your neck. He pulled back to look at you, pushing your hair behind your hair. You could see the affection he had for you on his face. He smiled up at you, his golden eyes gleaming.
"I love you Pipsqueak." He said.
His words were simple but had a powerful punch. It wasn't the first time he said them to you either, but you believed them much more now than you did then. He really had no idea the hold he had over your heart.
"I love you too." You say back, receiving one of his rare full smiles that reached from ear to ear.
You couldn't help the overwhelming love you felt for him, and you thanked whatever star brought you two together.
