#Hope you like it <3 | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

pernesophe · 1 month ago

Text

Coffee Shop Girl x Hoshina Soshiro

(Minors, Ageless and Blank Blogs DNI)

Synopsis: You’re well known around the third division base as the barista who works at the coffee shop, and after working (and living) on base for some time you’ve developed feelings for the Vice-Captain. What does he do when your feelings are revealed? WC: 3203 MDNI. TW: smut- f reader, (f)masturbation, cunnilingus, vaginal penetration

Hoshina’s Scent is based on Carbonara by Lorenzo Pazzaglia Reader’s Scent is based on Chestnut Cream and Vanilla Cream by Jousset Parfums

The hour had grown late as moonlight filtered through the tall windows of the main corridor on the JAKDF 3rd Division base while Vice-Captain Hoshina made his way from the training room towards his quarters. Along the way, he cut down a side hall lined with rooms belonging to the ‘regular personnel’ and interns who lived on base. Passing the last door on the right, one violet iris clocked that it was slightly ajar, and then he heard the faintest whine that halted him in his steps.

“Soshiro…” the sound of his name slipped through the crack between the door and the jam to where he stood inches away. Silently he crept closer, pressing his fingertips to the smooth wood to push it open slightly. First he was hit with hints of fresh roasted coffee swirled with chestnut cream, and then he saw you. The beloved barista of the 3rd Division, laid out on your bed under a thin blanket with parted thighs, small movements fluttering the blanket covering your core. Just as he was about to slink away with the memory stored away, your head canted back into the pillows as you released another breathy moan, “fuck Soshiro…”

Hoshina felt his eye twitch slightly at your desperate sounds. Maybe it was weeks of nonstop Kaiju attacks, or the utter lack of sleep, or the endless meetings with the higher ups… Whatever it was - your honeyed whimper shoved all rational thinking from his mind. Stepping into the room fully before he shut the door completely with a muted click. Wordlessly he strode to the end of your bed without making a sound.

“Usually I prefer to be addressed as Vice-Captain Hoshina, but I’ll make an exception just this once.” Chiding you playfully as he knelt on the edge of the bed. Shooting up with a surprised squeak, brows raised in shock, as you went to wipe your juices on the blanket, but Hoshina caught your wrist and quickly took your fingers into his mouth. Gliding his wet muscle over your digits as his plum-colored eyes studied your utterly stunned expression, a satisfied groan emitted from deep in his chest while he licked you clean of your sweet, musky arousal. After releasing them from his mouth with a pop, he shot you an approving smirk.

”You taste so good,” Hoshina murmured against the pads of your fingertips, breathing out notes of smoked pink pepper and bourbon sandalwood that fanned over your cheek. Slowly you began to scoot away, but as you did his grip tightened on your wrist, “Where are you going y/n? Weren’t you just moaning my name? And now you’re trying to run away?” He whispered the string of questions, faux hurt tinging his tone as his vibrant irises pinned you in place. He knows my name?! Heat rushed to your face from embarrassment, swiftly averting your gaze to the fuzzy, rust colored blanket covering your lap.

”Oh? Too shy now? I can just leave and let you finish all by yourself.” Hoshina brought his lips to the center of your hand before uttering the words into your palm - violet eyes cut to meet your shocked glance - hints of your balsam, sweet-almond fragrance lifted off your supple skin to stain his. Again, you were too embarrassed to muster any words, and after a drawn out staring contest the indigo haired man shrugged and simply said, “okay, then.” Sighing in disappointment as he released your wrist and began to climb off the bed, taking with him that black pepper infused oriental rhum redolence that was reminiscent of an indulgent meal.

”Wait!” Crying out as you sprung forward, catching the sleeve of his coat between your fingertips. Hoshina faced you again - arching his brow incredulously, but the gleam in his eye was playful.

”You just had to say so - no need to cry about it,” Hoshina chuckled low as he crawled up the bed to be sitting on his knees between your thighs. Slowly, he brought his face close enough to hover his lips over yours, but didn't close the distance. Tenderly, he tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear with his fingertips. Gazing into his amethyst irises you could see he was studying your face closely.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed out, warm spiced air fanning your lips, but still he didn't move any closer. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was just being sentimental, but the way his lips quirked up at the corners indicated that he was teasing.

“Soshiro…” you pleaded quietly - not entirely certain what for, and still unconvinced that this wasn’t some super realistic dream.

”Yes? Is something wrong?” Hoshina feigned genuine concern as he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of your head - caging you in. Still, he made no move to kiss you. Your breath hitched in your throat from the rising tension as you tried to focus on the purple irises that have been studying you this whole time. At some point the playfulness morphed into pure hunting instinct. It felt like you were trapped in the jaws of a fanged beast, and for some reason that excited you. “Talk to me Y/N,” Hoshina urged you in a gentle, yet commanding tone.

”Y-you’re teasing me…” mumbling as you tried to lean back a little, but he followed you fluidly.

”You don’t like it when I tease you? Cause you seem pretty excited…” Continuing with taunts as his lips came so close to touching yours that you could taste the sugar-spiced coconut clinging to his breath, spurring you to whine involuntarily. He chuckled before adding, “See? But, anyway, tell me what you do want.”

”M-more…” murmuring in a hushed tone, as you averted your gaze to the white wall to your right.

”More… teasing? But you just said-” Hoshina started again, but you had finally had enough - facing him, you cupped his cheeks before pressing your lips firmly to his. Hoshina tittered against your mouth, obviously enjoying this, but not ready to give up the game just yet. Parting for air, he smirked down at you arrogantly while noting, “You can’t answer my question if you’re kissing me.” Punctuating his statement with a gentle nip to your bottom lip.

“Soshiro.” You groaned faintly, “Please just kiss me more!” your exasperated whisper bounced off the walls, making Hoshina laugh outright - revealing his sharp canines in all their predatory glory.

”Okay, okay - I will…” He dipped his mouth closer to yours again, halting a breath away to pose one last query with a knowing grin, “and where do you want me to kiss you?”

”On my lips Soshiro, please!” You cry once more - anticipation coursing through your veins from the prolonged teasing. Soshiro’s grin spread wide across his face while he leaned back on his heels, and then hooked his arms under your knees.

”Okay. I understand,” he assured you before swiftly lifting you from under your knees and dragging your bare cunt to his mouth. Leaving you half folded on the bed while your other half was pressed to Hoshina’s torso, held within his strong arms. Shooting you a look of pure victory before pressing his lips to your drooling pussy, followed by a swipe of his tongue through your folds. What started out as an exasperated sigh quickly became you throwing your head back as a lewd moan escaped you.

“Shhshhshh… We don’t want anyone coming to check on us.” Hoshina barely separated from your core to susurrate the words in a low, gravelly timbre before diving back into your messy heat. Vigorously drinking every drop of the irresistibly rich musk that you had to offer until he felt delirious.

Dragging the tip of his tongue between your glistening folds, up to your sensitive bundle where he swirled around it until your hands were fisted in the sheets. Your teeth sank into your bottom lip to contain the lewd sounds bubbling out of your chest. A pair of vibrant, indigo irises observed your expression intently, tittering from your attempts at restraint. Gripping your thighs bruisingly, he brought his tongue down to your entrance before languidly pressing through that ring of muscle that gave way to your velvety walls. A shocked gasp was torn from your throat, finally parting your lips, the second the vice-captain began plunging his lithe muscle in and out of your fluttering hole. Hoshina groaned directly into you as your creamy arousal burst over his taste buds, all the while teasing you closer to the edge.

From your vantage point - folded on the bed - you could see his expression becoming downright hedonistic as his eyes rolled back while his ministrations turned voracious. Pressing his nose to your clit, Hoshina bobbed his head feverishly between your thighs, alternating between plunging his tongue fully into you and dragging the tip through your folds up to your sensitive bundle of nerves. Repeating his flurry of movements, over and over, until the taut feeling in your abdomen snapped - spurring another gush of your decadent arousal to flood his taste buds.

With a whimpered moan your body sagged in his hold, leaving you panting as you threw one arm over your face in an attempt to avoid Hoshina’s triumphant look. Ever so gently, he laid you flat on the bed with your legs spread on either side of him before bending over you, bringing his lips to your jaw. First he littered chaste kisses along your jawline, over your cheek, to the corner of your mouth, and then he gingerly pulled your arm away from your face so you would meet his gaze. Cracking open one eye, you saw Hoshina’s satisfied face peering back at you, a cheshire grin tugging at his lips and leaving his sharp canines on full display.

“Vice-Captain…” Mumbling shyly, your cheeks sporting a vibrant shade of red, to which Hoshina just tittered at you.

“We’re not finished, so don’t stop calling me ‘Soshiro’ just yet,” he chided you endearingly as he sat back to remove his coat, swiftly followed by his black compression shirt.

As his garments fell to the floor they wafted notes of jasmine and spicy pink pepper into your vicinity as you drank in the Vice-Captain in all his glory. Everything about him was seamless - hardened planes of muscle that flexed under smooth skin when he moved to undo and remove the rest of his uniform.

Once settled between your legs again, completely nude, Hoshina grabbed the backs of your thighs and laid them over his own while stroking and squeezing their satiny plushness. Curiosity got the better of you as you shamelessly sat up on your elbows and raked your eyes over all of him. You almost shot him a glare for snickering at your shocked expression, but you were too focused on the sheer length and girth of him - thick veins running from the base to the bulbous, mushroom tip. A subtle twitch of his length brought your gaze from the glistening tip back to his shit eating grin.

“Not what you were imagining?” He inquired, arching his brow arrogantly as if to punctuate his question.

Then, in one swift movement, he gripped the backs of your thighs roughly before dragging you closer until his cock was wedged between your folds - the underside of his tip pressed firmly to your clit. A gasping yelp fell from your lips while you stared up at him like a deer caught in the headlights. Hoshina had to stifle a laugh at how your hands had landed on either side of your head - palms up and splayed - accentuating your big moon eyes that gazed up at him in anticipation.

“No it wasn’t,” your calm, hushed voice caught him off guard, brows raised at you in surprise. Then, even more shockingly, you slowly began grinding on him - spreading your arousal up and down his length as he gripped your thighs harder just to retain some control. Though, what you said next almost had him tossing all restraint out the window. Your eyes became half-lidded as your pace picked up marginally, flashing him a hot-sweet smile while you whispered up at him, “this is better than anything I could’ve imagined.”

For a moment Hoshina looked utterly stunned by your change in demeanor, and then he wordlessly canted his hips back, and then forth - matching your pace - muted groans mixed with satisfied sighs as they tumbled out of him. His tip dragged deliciously through your folds until it caught at your entrance, and then with a silent look shared between you, he pressed forward until his tip stretched through that ring of muscle. Strained breaths mingled in the space you shared as hints of spiced nuts, sugared almonds and oriental sandalwood permeated the air.

Reaching up, you grasped onto his toned biceps as he started thrusting lightly - eyes falling shut as he sheathed himself bit by bit until he bottomed out completely with a long, drawn out groan. Cracking his eyes so they were only half-lidded, he moved to hook his arms under your knees, nestling even deeper into your gummy walls while pulling you impossibly close - eliciting a breathy whine from you.

“Place your hands flat on the wall,” he instructed in that same cadence you’ve heard him use on the training field, his violet irises flicked to the space above your head. A plotting smirk pulled at his mouth.

Swallowing thickly, you release his arms and reach above your head, doing as you're told by placing your palms flat to the cool, white wall - in this position, your arms were fully stretched and locked at the elbows. Peering back up at Hoshina for an explanation, but all you were met with was a ravenous look as he drew his hips back - making sure you felt every inch of his veined length dragging through your core. Then, he thrusted his hips forward with all the strength you thought he possessed.

Immediately he set a brutal pace which had you jolting up the bed. If Hoshina didn’t have you in such a tight grip along with instructing you to brace yourself against the wall, you feared you would’ve toppled off the bed completely. Plum colored eyes observed your expression as you bit down on your lip in an attempt to quiet your salacious sounds, but with each powerful thrust your lips parted to emit a pleasurable whine. Soon the room filled with your satisfied ah ah ah’s that were accompanied by the resounding plat plat plat of Hoshina’s pelvis repeatedly meeting yours.

It wasn’t long until your arousal was wetting your and his thighs as a creamy ring formed at the base of his cock. That taut feeling deep in your core returned tenfold as your velvety walls clenched around him sporadically. Other than a strained gasp and blown wide pupils, Hoshina’s expression remained unchanging as he studied your’s becoming steadily more and more fucked out. His eyes fell from your face to your plush breasts bouncing in sync with each of his thrusts, down to where the two of you joined, and then back up to your lips parted in a perfect ‘o’.

“You’re getting close,” he remarked breathily with a lustful glint in his eye as he felt your warm, plush walls becoming puffy as your climax swiftly approached. Bringing your fucked out gaze to his, trying to focus, but all you could was whine pathetically as you clenched around him again. Somehow, Hoshina’s pace grew more intense as the strength of his thrust increased - almost sending you over the edge. Just before you lost it, he commanded in a calm, authoritative tone, “say my name when you cum.”

That’s all it took to send you teetering off the edge into that euphoric abyss that swallowed you whole. Clamping down around him, your gummy walls pulsing as your back arched into the waves of pleasure coursing through you. With one slight change in angle, his bulbous tip began hitting that spongy spot that made your vision go white and sent shivers through your limbs as a desperate cry was ripped from you.

And then, keening your head back into the pillows, his name came tumbling out of you in a wanton moan, “Soshiro!” Then you threw him a pleading look just before you begged, “Cum for me Soshiro, please!”

Between your puffy walls trying to milk him for all he’s worth and those compelling words, Hoshina’s eyes fell shut while his hips stuttered until they halted flush against yours just as his climax crashed over him. Twitching in tandem with your pulsing cunt, his release coated your walls mixing with your own as it filled you completely. A long moment passed with nothing but the sounds of the two of you catching your breaths; until he finally cracked his violet eyes to peer down at your disheveled form before slipping out of you. Whining softly at the sudden emptiness, you watched him with rapt interest as to what he would do next.

“Thank you, this is exactly what I needed. I haven’t been able to sleep for a week,” he said followed by a satisfied sigh, like he just finished a good training session, while laying down next to you.

Silently you observed him making himself comfortable, wondering if he was really planning to stay the night. But then he wrapped an arm around you, drawing you flush to his chest which elicited a surprised squeak from you. Beyond a smug smile, he didn’t mention your shock. Peering up at his relaxed expression - eyes shut, satisfied simper, both accentuated by his other arm lazily tucked behind his head - gradually you relaxed into him, laying your head on his chest.

“Well, maybe if you cut down on the coffee…” you murmured quietly, shooting him an admonishing look when he peeked at you out of the corner of his eye. And when he arched a defensive brow, you added in a chastising tone, “you get like six a day.”

“Yes, but I only drink three of them ever since you started making the other three decaf without telling me” he replied nonchalantly through a yawn, though an amused smirk turned the corner of his mouth. Settling back into the pillows, he tucked you tighter into his side.

“If you knew, then why would you keep getting all six??” You couldn’t hide the exasperation leaching from your question, followed by an incredulous giggle as you wrapped an arm around his torso as well.

“Because I like coming to see you,” he whispered sleepily, pressing his nose to the top of your head. Inhaling deeply, Hoshina breathed in the roasted coffee and toffee nut fragrance that clung to you, and would certainly permeate his dreams tonight. Blinking rapidly as his words sunk in, sending your mind spinning - did he really just say that?

“What…?” Mumbling in shock, but he didn't respond. Instead, all you heard was his faint snoring accompanied by warm breaths of air puffed into your hair. With a small, relenting sigh you tucked into his warm, comforting embrace. There, you sunk deeper into his pepper-jasmine and vanilla-sandalwood aroma until sweet slumber claimed you as well.

Master List (I have no rights to these characters, the works they come from, or the art/screenshots/manga panels used in this post. Screenshots taken from pinterest, so if you know the creator please lmk! Divider is from @sweetmelodygraphics)

#pernesophe #sp’s headspace #barista reader #I don't usually write for kaiju no. 8 but I've had with WIP in my folder for like MONTHS and I finally got it to a postable point today #I'm writing a lot of series rn so I'm trying to write one shots and drabbles in between to keep it fresh #hope you like it <3 #kaiju n8 x reader

121 notes · View notes

leviscolwill · 1 year ago

Text

bad idea right ?

pairing: ex!jude bellingham x fem!reader

genre: girl making bad decisions, suggestive (no actual smut tho)

warnings: possibility of questionable grammar, a bit toxic sorryyyy

summary: meeting up with your ex after one too many drinks, what could possibly go wrong ? (wc: 1,2k)

note: based on olivia rodrigo's song,, it's just so good i had to 😪

now playing: bad idea right ? by olivia rodrigo (guts)

you did a good job at ignoring jude's constant calls and messages up til then, you really did. but the few shots you downed threw all these efforts away.

it was over, and you knew it when you replied asking for his new address that he sent you almost instantly, also adding a little "already ordered a uber for you :)"

"i need to go"

you knew your friends would kill you if you told them where you were actually going, so you kept that part to yourself.

"what happened ?"

"something came up, my roommate needs me home like right now."

"nothing bad right ?" you could feel a bit of worry in your best friend's tone so you tried to reassure her.

"nothing too bad, our washing machine is just acting up" you surprised yourself with your newfound ability to come up with lies so easily.

but no, it was truly nothing too bad, just about to meet up with my ex you guys hate.

there was a small part of you that wanted to tell them where you were actually going so they would convince you not to, but a bigger part wanted nothing more than to be at jude's right now.

after hugging your friends goodbye and hopping on the uber, you still had to fight a mental battle against the part of your brain that was still somewhat rational about this whole situation.

nothing good would come out of you meeting up with him, and deep down you knew it, you'd fall head over heels for jude again after you did such a good job at pretending to forget about him.

but at the same time, maybe you read the signs wrong, maybe he just wanted to catch up and nothing more. and there was nothing wrong with being friends with your ex, matter of fact, a few of your friends were still friends with their exes and it was never a synonym of a bad idea.

you were still debating whether or not seeing jude was a bad idea when you felt the car come to a stop.

you hopped out of it and jude opened his door right after like he'd been waiting for you for a while. he had his stupid smirk attached to his face, like he knew you would come back eventually. his attitude would have irked you, but in this very moment you didn't care, you walked in front of his door with a smile on your face and stars in your eyes.

jude wasted no time with greetings and let you in his living room while he went to his kitchen.

when he came back he was holding two glasses of water and he handed you one.

"i figured you might need a bit of water after tonight" he said with a tentative smile.

he was right, in a way, except you were pretty much sober by now and fully aware of where you were and the possible consequences of your actions. you thanked him and took a sip looking at your knees from the way he watched you intently.

you heard him chuckle and looked up at him.

"why did you want to meet up ?" you asked finally breaking the silence full of tension.

"i just don't like the way things ended between us." you rolled your eyes at this, it didn't have to be this way, but jude decided to break up with you and found a new girl a bit too fast for your liking, making things awkward after your breakup.

but he kept talking. "i know i haven't been the best boyfriend but i really want to fix things between us." the look he gave you made you weak in the knees, he grabbed the hand that sat on your thigh and started stroking his thumb on its back. "we can just take things slowly, one step at a time".

but you didn't want to take things slow, and neither did jude. there was no doubt left, it was wrong and you'll always end up hurt. and you believed jude could read your mind by the way his gaze changed, like he could tell that you wanted him as much as he wanted you. in this very moment you didn't care if it didn't last once again, you needed to have him for a night, a week, a month... it truly didn't matter.

jude tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and you felt his breath closer to your face, exactly what you wanted.

when you felt his lips against yours, you forgot to kiss him back for half a second as your mind started running laps. but when you kissed him back you poured out all those months of pent up frustration from ignoring him and his stupid texts. he grabbed your jaw deepening the kiss and you could feel jude's smile against your mouth when your hands wandered down his chest to his abs.

his mouth trailed down your neck where he started kissing at your skin while you gave him more space to do so, he took the opportunity to lick and bite your sweet spot, the action making you whine in return. you knew by the way he was sucking at your skin that it would leave a mark but your lucidity was long forgotten at this point, you would deal with this mess in the morning.

just as he started unzipping your dress, jude asked "do you really want this ?" with a yearning tone. you nodded fervently, hoping for him to give you something more. but instead he stopped kissing your sweet spot, much to your dismay. you looked up at him with confused eyes. "i need words princess, do you want this ?". of course he wanted to tease you as much as he could, but you didn't feel anything but desire so you simply complied. "i want this, i want you... jude please".

you could feel jude's look change after your words as he took your hand to lead you to his bedroom, both of you no longer caring about the intangible line between right and wrong, only needing to feel each other like you used to.

"is your roommate the one responsible for this ?" you didn't look where your friend was pointing, because you didn't need to. she was talking about the obvious purplish mark on your neck that even concealer couldn't hide away.

"no i just... spent the night at someone's." you felt your cheeks reddening by the minute thinking back to the night you spent at jude's after leaving your friends. you didn't even fully regret it, because as much as this idea sounded terrible you had a good time and your hopes were up once again that things might have changed.

"do i know who ?" you already knew she'd ask this question but you still couldn't find a believable lie so you just looked at your shoes that seemed like the most interesting thing on earth right now.

"no."

yes.

"no, don't tell me you spent the night with him."

but you did, and she could most definitely tell.

"i didn't mean to, i just tripped and fell into his bed i swear."

i'm always looking for new ways to improve my writing !! feel free to leave some feedback xx