#⚽ rin smut

[seishirokitten]

Ice Cold

Warnings: spit, 18+ only

For @twrin because I like to spoil

You aren't sure how you find yourself sitting in the lap of the pro footballer Itoshi Rin grinding your hips as his cock stretches you beyond belief.

But you do.

Maybe it started during movie night, when he first noticed you must hate horror. How you'd jump and yelp when things would come on screen and he'd chuckle to himself. Enjoy the way you'd squirm over things that made his eyes heavy with sleep. Giving you some relief when his thick,powerful thigh pressed against yours and he'd lean over to whisper in that serious tone of his.

"Jump scare." And moments later one would happen, but with him warning you and being so close it made your heart race for other reasons. It made you sigh in relief.

And that's what this was supposed to be.

Relief as your legs spasm even as you use him for your own pleasure. His teal gaze sharp, almost judgmental as he looks up at you, a panting sweating mess.

Your tits bounce from your motions, your breath coming out in hot puffs and nails digging into his chest as you use it to prop yourself up. Moaning, hips jerking before your cunt squeezes around him hard enough to make him twitch.

"I- I can't. No- no more." You pant bending at your elbows as your body becomes heavy and the sight makes Rin roll his eyes.

"Again." He taunts as he pushes you up right again, "You said you wanted to help me relax, I haven't cum yet, you have. Twice."

He guides your hips back into a comfortable pace for you, one he knows will have you cumming in seconds even if it's slow.

"You just feel so good. I can't help it." When he removes his guiding hand you keep the pace, hips stuttering just a bit.

"You can. You just have no stamina." He fires back and his tone leaves you no room to protest. Every movement of your hips drives you mad. How his cock head hits that sponge spot just right, how your clit drags against his pelvis with neatly trimmed hairs that are slicked down from your arousal. Your eyes flutter and roll making Rin grab onto your jaw.

"Look at me." He commands, the sound going straight to your cunt and you freeze up delightfully. Almost ruining your own orgasm but thankfully Rin's foresight isn't wasted on just the pitch, he can predict how you move even in the bedroom.

Dragging your hips to have you moaning loudly, emphasizing the syllables of his name with whines as you look him in the eyes while you soak his lap, leaning into his grip. He shakes his head.

"Pathetic." But there isn't much bite to it, "Making me do all the work."

He's quick to put you on your back. Pinning your hands above your head with his long arm so you can't hide how your tits move when he fucks into you. As if you were bashful or embarrassed under his heavy gaze and if he saw how intensely he scrutinized you, he'd understand. The only saving grace of not feeling like a bug or an NPC in Rin's world was the fluttering look he always has when he first sinks his cock into you.

Or when you sink into him really. He always makes you ride first, until you're tired and putty in his deft hands even if it were a short ten to fifteen minutes.

He'd have you under him for at least half a game more.

It's obvious in the way he snaps his hips that he's fucked before, how he fucks down and into not just jack hammering in and out. How he watches your body, how it twitches and writhes for him. How you push your head back when you arch and how he can only see the whites of your eyes when he starts a slow deadly pace that he speeds up and slows again.

How you cream his cock endlessly, hair damp and stuck to your skin that he smooths away so he can press chaste kisses to your throat and cheeks as if he wasn't fucking you within an inch of your life. Releasing your hands so he can plant his strong grip under your knees and push them towards your chest as far as they can go. Suffocating you with his thrusts and the angle in which he bends you to his will all so he can have a better view of watching himself disappear inside of you to earn another thick and creamy ring at the base of his cock.

He's close, he can feel it in his tightening sac and it's all thanks to how you babble his name. How he knows he's completely ruined you, well almost. He's got one more favor to ask of you.

"Open up." Ever obedient, your mouth lulls open with a whine, "Eyes on me."

That one is a little more difficult as you blink rapidly, trying to keep the tears from blurring your vision. You want to see him, want to see his teal hues aglow in the low light, want to see the monster in his eyes clearly.

The predatory and hungry gaze he only has for goals and now for you.

He lets the spit gather in his mouth, letting it fall slowly from the tip of his tongue until he grows impatient pulling it back into his mouth. Pushing it past his lips roughly until the glob lands in the back throat making you choke out a yelp that gives him a full body shudder as he watches you swallow.

Chasing his spit as he comes down to press his mouth to yours. Swiping his tongue over the plush seam of your lips until his wet muscle can explore your mouth as he groans. Thrusts sloppy as he chases the feeling of relief. Of you pulling out a high from him that's just as good as any goal on the pitch.

Painting your abused cunt in creamy white ropes, pulling away from you just enough to butt his forehead against yours as he gives half hearted thrusts. Panting in time with you before he wipes the sweat from your brow.

Every time you expect him to withdraw, to pull away and shower leaving you on your own but you're quickly finding out that Itoshi Rin isn't as cold as you think he is.

Gently he pulls out, bringing your legs back slowly, kneeling between your thighs as he rubs from the apex of them all the way down to the ball of your foot giving each leg the time it needs. Massaging your hips and occasionally he'll flip you into your stomach to massage your lower back although he has to be more careful, seeing your ass on display like that, drives him mad.

Finally curiosity forces the question from your tongue when his lips press to your calf.

"You don't just…leave? After sex I mean." His gaze cuts to you and you feel shy all over again. Unable to look him in the eye. His brows furrowed in disgust for a moment before his face cools again.

"No. Have others?" His tone sharpens on the last word, as if the idea of you looking, sounding, crying out for someone else like this made his blood thaw. Boil.

You nod and when you're met with silence you dare a glance up at him. The smallest twitch of his left eye, his gaze icy as it gives your skin frost bite before he leans close. Crowding you until you're forced to dip into the mattress as he grips your jaw tightly.

"That won't happen anymore. Nod if you understand." Furiously you nod, keeping his gaze even if it makes your stomach flutter, "Good."

He takes a calming breath, he can't fathom how anyone can leave you all on their own after you so easily bend and move to their will. His eyes soften and he leans down to seal it with a kiss before he's pulling you to him to take for a nice, long, hot shower.

"And we'll work on that shit stamina of yours too."

[aajxs]

BUT WE'RE TOO DAMN SOBER (FOR MISTAKES LIKE THIS) RIN ITOSHI

⚽ : ̗̀➛ rin itoshi has been your best friend for years and you're both adamant on keeping it that way, even with the undeniable tension that constantly lingers whenever you're together. it's not long until the rope snaps and you're unable to resist anymore.

CONTENTS // friends to ? / aged up characters / mentions of reader having past relationships / no confessions / pining / mentions of pro!rin but it's not rlly important / "platonic" cuddling / prob ooc rin / nsfw 18+ / inexperienced rin but he gets the hang of it / mentions of m!masturbation / rin is kind of a perv / oral (f! receiving) / fingering / half assed smut, I got lazy / unedited // 4.3k

PAIRINGS // rin itoshi x fem!reader

A/N // so basically this came out of buttfuck nowhere! i hope y'all enjoy tho bc this man is giving me actual brainrot 😭🙏🏽 also im sorry if the smut is hot dogshit im rusty lmao

I RECOMMEND LISTENING TO. . . MISTAKES LIKE THIS BY PRELOW . . .WHILE READING

// MASTERLIST .

RIN ITOSHI would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy your presence. You with your wide grins and outgoing personality, it's almost like you were moulded by the sun itself the way you shine so brightly. He thinks you bring out that little bit of light in him. You're the only person that really, truly, can.

You used to think that Rin didn't like you. It might've been the constant sneer on his (unbelievably pretty) face, or maybe the dead gaze that he always stared at you with. You eventually came to the conclusion that he's just bad at communicating emotions that aren't anger, jealousy, or pride.

You can barely remember how you became friends in the first place, really. You remember meeting in highschool when his determination to beat his older brother came before everything else.

Rin was popular for nearly all the wrong reasons. He was notorious for his position as captain of the boys soccer team, but was more known as aloof, mean, and haughty all in one. He thought he was better than the rest of the world, and you were determined to change that.

You've always been good at getting people to notice you, so catching his attention wasn't the hard part. It was getting him to hold a conversation with you. It's not like he was nervous, he just didn't like you much at first. You were too popular and too happy and you were a distraction. Rin Itoshi didn't need friends, much less distractions. His eyes were set strictly on his goals, and he would make all of them come true.

So why were you so insistent on being a part of his life, and completely altering the plan that he had so carefully made? Rin ignored you for awhile. Maybe if he didn't acknowledge you, then you'd go away.

But it was so hard to not pay attention to you. It still is hard to keep himself from letting his thoughts wander to you throughout the day.

It started with little things like greetings in the halls that he brushed off. Then you began sitting with him at lunch rather than with your group of yes-men. Your conversation was mostly one sided, just you rambling on and on about your day as if he was listening.

(He's always listening, but he'd never admit that)

It didn't take long for him to start responding to your advances to be his friend. You greeted him in the hallway? He looked at you and pursed his lips. It wasn't much, but it was a start. When you'd sit with him at lunch, he'd give you reactions whenever you said something that caught his attention. He rarely replied, and when he did it was usually something cocky or disregarding.

Soon enough you were a constant in his life. Your peers thought you might be a bit crazy for even interacting with the notoriously aloof and mean Rin Itoshi, but you never cared about their opinions. Rin was different with you than he was them. It didn't take common sense to know that you had charmed him, and the two of you were becoming friends.

And now, many years later, you're even closer than before. You're practically joined at the hip at this point, in your eyes. You get to see a side of Rin that you don't think he's ever showed anyone before, and you're extremely grateful for the confidence you had to force him into a friendship with you.

You're polar opposites, but it's like you were made for each other. Crafted by completely separate hands, yet somehow managed to be put on display directly next to each other.

You make sure that people know of your friendship. From the way you scream his name louder than anybody else at his games to the way you brag endlessly about your best friend. Some people might even assume that you're a couple with the way you flaunt him, but it's not like he's any better.

"Hey Rin, are you going to the celebration dinner?" His teammates would ask, and he'd just stare at them for a few moments. "Nah, I've got plans with-"

"Wait! Let me guess, that hot girl you always have plans with?" A different teammate would cut him off with a knowing grin, and Rin could only purse his lips because they're spot on.

Not to mention you and Rin practically watched each other grow up. You met when you were sophomores in highschool, and now your full grown adults with jobs.

Rin was there for you through each and every failed relationship, helping you when nobody else could possibly imagine the feelings you were going through. And you were there for Rin when his expectations for himself became a bit too much. It was an unspoken agreement to always be there for one another. Being best friends came with a lot of those 'unspoken agreements.'

Like not acknowledging the tension when you come a little too close to each other, or when your knees accidentally touch under the table and neither of you move, or when your hands brush together while you're walking side by side.

Like right now, when you're playing with his tussled hair after a particularly rough game. His strong arms are tightly wrapped around your waist, and his uniform is still on. The only thing he's taken off are his cleats, but it's not like that stopped him from getting turf that got stuck in his shoes on your couch. He smells like musk and dirt and the field, yet you can only focus on the head resting tiredly on your breasts and the anger radiating off of him as his grip tightens every once and awhile. You take a moment to acknowledge the weight of him and the way he's not even trying to keep from crushing you under his tired body.

The game was only won due to a lucky shot by Rin, and he's probably thinking about how useless his teammates were in those final few minutes right about now. He's done that quite a lot since he went pro.

You decided that you'd just order in to your shared home. It's not really where you live, but you stay over enough for it to be your house too (not to mention you picked out each and every piece of furniture in the house and the house itself, but nobody really has to know that).

"Rin," You start, catching his attention with the sound of your velvety voice. He has always thought his name sounded better when you said it, and right about now it's music to his ears. "I'm not gonna lie, you stink. Go shower and you can hug me all you want when you're done."

He looks up at you, an indiscernible emotion in his aquamarine eyes as he gazes longingly at you. You raise a brow, and he only keeps staring. Rin doesn't tell you often, but he thinks you're the most beautiful girl he's ever seen.

He's too busy staring at you that he doesn't even realize your hands have left his hair and you're now trying to shove him off of you. A small frown makes its way onto his face as he saves you the energy, getting up.

"What did you order?" He monotonously asks as he stretches, a small groan leaving his pink lips as he opts for sitting on the couch rather than laying on you. His shirt rides up ever so slightly and you can't help but glance down at the little peek you get of his v-line.

You avert your gaze and look back at his face, only to see him already staring back at you. You don't acknowledge the fact that he definitely saw you looking.

"I haven't ordered anything yet. What do you want?" You ask as you curl your legs towards your chest. Rin stares at you with hazy half-lidded eyes, and you can only stare back, awaiting his answer.

"I was thinking sushi." He says after a few moments, "But you can order whatever. I'll be in the shower." He quickly adds before getting up, leisurely walking towards the bathroom.

You take a quick moment to admire him as he walks away, silently eyeing him as he turns a corner and enters the hallway leading to his bathroom. You exhale slowly before unlocking your phone and calling in at your favorite restaurant to order some food.

When you hear the water start, you have to completely turn off your imagination because you really don't want to think about your best friend showering right now.

You definitely don't want to think about the toned muscles on his body that you never get to see. If you're being honest, if you didn't value your friendship with Rin, you probably would have asked him out already.

It sounds laughable that he would even give you a chance, but even a blind person could see the thick rope of tension between the two of you. You and Rin choose to ignore it for the sake of your friendship, but sometimes you wonder if ruining what you worked so hard to build might be the right thing to do. Who knows? Maybe Rin might feel the same way you do.

But that's just the problem, Rin doesn't have a crush on you. Not even close. At least that's what he tells himself when his hands wander between his legs at night and all he can imagine is you. Maybe it's more than a crush, but neither of you will ever know because he surely won't be acknowledging it and he will never tell you of it. Because the last thing Rin Itoshi will ever do is speak of his feelings for you because maybe if he simply never acknowledges them then they'll go away.

More importantly, it's not like you'd ever like him back anyways. Sure there are moments where he thinks his feelings could be returned, but with the way you hop between relationship after relationship, he doesn't think you'd be able to settle down with him.

Oh, how wrong you both are.

A good ten minutes pass when you finally hear the water shut off. Usually his showers take less than seven, but you don't think much of it. He must've just been extra sluggish today. You rise from the couch with a small sigh, standing above the spot Rin once sat in. You brush bits of turf off the soft couch, absentmindedly cursing Rin for always getting stuff dirty after matches.

"What'd I do?" He says from a few feet away, immediately catching your attention with his thick voice. You slightly jump at his sudden appearance, quickly turning to face him.

"You need to stop getting dirt all over the couch. It's gross and sucks to clean." You frown at your friend as you take him in. His dark hair is wetly sticking to his forehead and his fresh white T-shirt and grey sweatpants are tight in all the right places. Curse him for being so attractive.

Rin begins walking towards you, and you raise a brow. "Sorry, I'll remember that next time." He says as he rubs his tired eyes before sliding past you, placing a large hand on your hip as he does so. You hope he doesn't notice the way you shudder at the small gesture.

He lays down on the couch and you huff as you plop down on top of him. He lets out a small groan, and you laugh softly. You're in the same position you were just ten minutes ago, this time reversed. Your head is resting on his strong chest and your arms are around his neck rather than tightly wrapped around his torso.

You adjust your head so you're looking up at him. Rin is practically hugging you, strong arms locked around your body. You remember the days when Rin avoided your touch like the plague, but now he practically craves it.

"When's the food gonna get here?" He asks tiredly, eyes half lidded. You stare at him through your lashes.

"I would check, but you're laying on top of my phone." You nuzzle your face further into his body, getting a bit more comfortable. You don't question why his heart is racing, practically beating out of chest.

"And you're laying on top of me, so it looks like we're both at a loss here." He hugs you the slightest bit tighter. It doesn't seem like he wants you off anytime soon.

"That's okay, I'll get up when it gets here." You smile as you take in his face. You think you could stare at Rins perfectly moulded face forever. His sharp jawline, the curve of his nose, eyelashes you'd die for, the prettiest turquoise eyes.

You're mere inches away from the most exquisite sculpture with every detail perfected from the miniscule to the perceptible. If not a masterpiece chiseled by skilled hands, then what is Rin Itoshi but an angel sent straight from the skies above?

Rin stops hugging you, his hands trailing down your back and softly gripping your waist. You pull one hand from behind his head and begin tracing his thick bicep.

At the rate his heart is going you think he might go into cardiac arrest. You take your other hand and gently place it over his heart, smirking to yourself as you feel it speed up. It's taking everything in Rin to keep his hands from wandering. It always does when you're in positions like this. You must think he's being friendly, but he'll never admit that he just likes the feeling of your body on his. Other best friends do this type of stuff too, don't they? You can't be the only ones.

Rins hand moves ever so slightly, his pinky finger resting slightly under the waistband of your shorts. You flinch, your gaze flitting to his. He just stares at you, an unintelligible look in his eyes.

His hand moves again, sliding further into your shorts. You push yourself slightly off his chest just as your breath hitches, and he pauses. "What?" His lips twitch, as if holding back a dirty grin.

"You know what you're doing." You say breathily. Rins hand moves the slightest bit more, and your eyes widen. A warning, telling him that he should stop. But do you want him to stop?

He props himself up with an elbow. You sit on his abdomen, and heat shoots through your body where his hand lingers near your behind. His name softly leaves your lips, a silent plea. For what, you're unsure, but you can't deny that what you're feeling right now is returned.

With one look you're able to discern the emotions that you both have kept stowed away for so long. Hidden beneath subtle, second-too-long touches and friendly looks that should be reserved for lovers.

Lovers. You think that's what you want to be with Rin.

You don't think as your lips sloppily slot themselves on dhis. You can feel the smile that forms as he kisses you. Your lips move in synchrony, practically made for each other.

You're restless, unable to keep your hands from wandering as they run up his clothed chest and pull at his damp hair. You involuntarily grind your hips into his torso as his tongue slips into your mouth.

And then you begin thinking again. You rush to pull away from him, scrambling to get your lips off his. His hands swiftly make their way to your waist, keeping you on top of him as he follows your head as it backs away from his own.

"Rin we can't-" You stammer, "We shouldn't-" Your hands are still in his hair, the only thing keeping his lips from yours.

"We really shouldn't," He says lowly, staring at you with desperation evident in his eyes, "But you want this too right? You want me too?"

More than you'll ever know, you don't say as your lips connect with his once again. This time it's sloppier than the first, less controlled and full of much more need. You're hands are everywhere this time.

Up his shirt and running across his toned body. His hands are everywhere too. They're trailing up and down your bare back, as if unable to figure out where to put them.

You break away from the kiss and Rin takes the opportunity to pull your shirt above your head, leaving you close enough to bare in front of him. You tug his shirt over his head and take no more than a second to attack his jugular. He gasps as you lick and suck and bite at his throat.

"What're you? A fuckin' v-vampire?" He breathes shakily. You hum into his skin, sending a vibration through his body. Rins hands make their way to your breasts, cursing lowly as he savors the feeling of your tits in his large hands.

His thumbs run over your hardened nipples, causing you to sharply exhale into his skin. Rin has never gone farther than hand holding. So this? Touching you? It's all a whole different level for him.

(Not that he's complaining, Rin can officially die happy now that he knows what your lips feel like.)

Suddenly you're tired of sucking on his skin and you rush to put your lips back on his. You're not yet used to the foreign feeling, but you think you could get used to it.

Your hips roll in a way that makes him silently gasp, and you use the opening of his lips to insert your tongue. Rin can feel his oxygen slowly depleting from the intensity of your mouth on his, nearing breathlessness. That fact doesn't stop him from cupping your face and shoving you further into himself.

Rin can feel your hands wandering from his hair to his thick, muscle filled arms and then further down his body. You trace every indent of his toned abs, nearing the prominent v-line. Any closer and Rin might ruin his sweats.

You're the first to pull away from the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting you to him. Rin thinks the couch in his home is probably the worst place to have you, but he doesn't have the patience to carry you all the way upstairs into his bed. He takes no time tightly gripping your hips and flipping you over on the soft couch.

His warm mouth trails down your jaw, kissing down your throat and skimming over your collarbone before continuing down your chest. He barely pecks your sensitive nipples, and when you bite your lip to hold back a small moan he looks at you through long lashes.

"I want to hear you. Don't cover up." He says into your skin, sending a vibration through your body as he continues down your chest and onto your abdomen. He lingers there, kissing the supple skin before his big hands land on your shorts.

Rin looks at you, a silent request to continue. You nod, letting out this smallest "Please?" as you gaze at your best friend. After this you aren't sure if you'll ever be able to call him that again. Your eyes are dark with lust and desperation, and with a face and voice as beautiful as yours, Rin doesn't think anyone could ever think of resisting your plea.

He makes quick work of your shorts, tugging them down your legs and past your ankles, flinging them across the room.

"If we do this, tell me you won't regret it." He says as he hooks his finger around the waistband of your cotton undergarments. His words hit you somewhere deep down. Why would he think you'd regret him?

You look him straight in the eyes as you say, "I won't. I don't think I could ever regret anything about you." And with that, he places a sweet kiss on your pelvic region before touching the damp spot on your panties.

A small whine leaves your lips and you go to close your legs, but Rin stops you by practically tearing your underwear off your body. You gasp when the crip air hits you bare. He hooks strong arms around your thighs and places them over his shoulders. And then, he gives his full and undivided attention to the oozing mess in front of him. Heat shoots towards his agonizingly hard dick, and if he's not lucky he might not last another five minutes.

"I've never gone this far before, so tell me if I'm doing something wrong." His gaze flits to you before he drags his middle finger down your slit. You suck in a breath, and you can almost make out the small smile he gives himself before inserting the same finger into your pussy.

A low hum from the back of your throat turns into a quiet moan. After a few simple strokes of his finger he inserts a second, causing you to let out a slightly louder whimper.

And then his thumb makes its way to the bud full of all the pleasure you could need, and he rubs it in soft circles at the same pace of his fingers. You want to ask if he was being honest moments ago when he told you he's never gone this far.

Now with the addition of the second finger and the circles he's rubbing on your clit, the moans he's eliciting from you are constant. Low sounds that are like music to his sharp ears leave your plump lips. "D-don't be shy Rin, I can take whatever you give me." You stammer, and he exhales sharply.

Rin isn't sure how exactly to react to your words, but he takes it upon himself to quicken his slow pace. The faster he goes, the louder you get, and when he settles on a volume he likes he stays at that speed.

A bunch of curses and chants of his name leave your lips as he fucks into you with his fingers. Your hips roll and your body stirs with restlessness. Rin doesn't think he's seen anything more breathtaking, and the praises he sends towards you make you feel like something worth worshipping.

"You're so beautiful," He says breathlessly. Any time you try to properly reply he hits that familiar, particularly gummy spot inside you and a lewd string of moans leaves your open lips.

You can feel that familiar knot making its way into your stomach, building and building until it finally snaps with a cry of his name. Your warm juices squelch around him as they begin leaking out of your pussy, and he grins cockily. You've only ever seen such a determined, fired up look when he's on the field, and seeing it up close is enough to get you just as excited.

He slips his fingers out and tries to find a place to wipe them, but settles on licking his fingers clean. He was going to taste you sooner or later anyways. He's trying so inexplicably hard to not let out a groan at the taste of you.

"So fucking sweet," Rin says, more to himself, as he wastes no time placing his warm lips on your still sensitive pussy, licking a stripe down your folds. The moan you let slip is the same volume as the one you let out when you came, loud. He prods at your entrance with his tongue and places his thumb back on your clit. You hazily think there's no way Rin has never had sex before.

And then when he starts devouring you whole, you don't think you're complaining. He's sloppy and is eating you like a man starved, pumping his tongue in and out of your hole and gathering your juices in his mouth.

A chainlink of moans leave your pretty mouth, a sound Rin could definitely get used to. Especially when they're sweet chants of his name. Not the kind he usually gets after a good play on the field, but the kind that leaves his own knees wobbling.

Your thighs tighten around his head and he's practically trapped between your legs. You've always wondered what that mouth of his could do, now you know. Rin hums into your pussy, sending a vibration throughout your entire overly sensitive body.

His tongue leaves your cunt and he adds a few fingers to the mix, pushing them inside you. He peppers the inside of your thighs with kisses before returning his attention to your hole. You don't see the look on his face, but you know for a fact that it's curious as he softly takes your clit between his teeth. This elicits a loud moan from you, and neither of you can tell if it's one of pain or pleasure. When his head shoots up and his turquoise eyes flit to yours, as if asking if what he did was right or wrong.

The bottom half of his face is glossed over with your arousal, bits of your slick running down is chin. You think he looks good like this, damp hair tousled on his head and lips shiny with a mix of your wetness and his own saliva.

You shove his head back between your legs in an instant. Rin gets straight back to work, and it's not long before your legs are shaking and your moans are growing louder.

"Fuuuck- I'm g'na ah- cum," You manage to say between moans. You bury your head further into the couch when Rin hits that same extra gummy spot with his long fingers. Your vision goes white and a loud curse leaves your lips as the band in your stomach snaps violently. Rin slurps down every bit of liquid that sprays out of your pussy.

Rin wipes his mouth as he pulls away, but the doorbell ringing makes him pause. You're immediately brought out of your aroused haze and you lock eyes with Rin. Your eyes meet, and the canvas of his face has shock drawn all over it.

You both completely forgot about the food you ordered.

The realization of what just happened, what you both just did, hits the two of you like a full speed car. The look you share is full of something unspoken, but you both rush off the couch to find your clothes.

© AAJXS

You share another look, and you speak first. "We'll talk later..?" You offer, and Rin blinks. Needless to say, you're going to need a new couch for the very long talk you're about to have with your 'best friend.'

[findyourrp]

⚽ — Hello, 23F looking for 18+ partners for a Blue Lock rp! I’m primarily interested in CCxCC, though with the right convincing, I may be swayed into CCxOC (with myself only playing canon characters) All characters will be portrayed as 18+! 

Bonus: I’m preferably seeking long-term partners to befriend outside of rp; Blue Lock is simultaneously super popular and super small so I would love to have someone to ramble about the series with, as the manga is currently ongoing.

Below is a list of ships I particularly like, however, I’m very open to other suggestions! These are just my initial preferences and just starting list to put ideas out there. Characters I want to play are in bold.

Yoichi Isagi / Rin Itoshi

Sae Itoshi / Ryusei Shidou

Michael Kaiser / Alexis Ness

Reo Mikage / Nagi Seishirou

Rin Itoshi / Ryusei Shidou

Hyoma Chigiri / Rensuke Kunigami

My writing style ranges from literate to advanced literate, though I’m not picky about length as long as we provide each other enough detail to bounce back and forth with. I like a good balance of plot and smut and we can hash out details/preferences/limits upon connecting. I’m open to both canon divergent and AU plots, with a bit more of a canon divergent lean. Just because I find the canon premises to be super fun, intense, and brainrot-worthy enough as it is.

I write primarily over on Discord, but I’d like to get to know one another, hash out rp-specific details, and establish preferences/limits before we move over! 

If you’re interested, leave a ♡ and I’ll reach out to you! Thank you! :)

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