#Tecchou bsd

[strayg0dss]

I don’t even really know what’s tearing me apart

Hanahaki AU. Suegiku angst my beloved

[dietcokegirly12]

“I'll Teach You”

ft tecchou suehiro and saigiku jouno (♡﹃♡)

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art credit: @valeriasyceva54972

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tags: 3some, double penetration, mention of masturbation, unprotected sex, virgin!tecchou, etc etc.

word count: 2k

KINKTOBER OCT. 31 ࣪˖𓉸ִֶָྀི ִֶָ་༘ ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪

HAPPY HALLOWEEN LUVSS!!!

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Tecchou and Jouno had been roommates for forever now, since the cost of living together would be less, and because they both had to commute to the same job, making it easier on them both.

And living with Jouno had been pretty good, for the most part.

At least until a couple of months ago, when he had brought home a girl. You.

The problem wasn't you, exactly though. You were pretty, smart, funny, and always very kind to Tecchou, making an extra plate of dinner for him when you would stay over and inviting him to come with you and Jouno places, or even to watch movies with them on the couch.

The problem was the noises at night.

Ever since you and Jouno started dating, almost every time you would stay over, you two would fuck, and though admittedly, you tried to keep quiet, Tecchou could always hear the bed creaking and your soft, breathy whines and moans floating from the other room.

And while he was ashamed to admit it, from his bedroom as he listened, he would fist his cock, wishing it were him instead of Jouno that was fucking your sweet body into oblivion.

And one particularly rough night, when the noises were obscenely loud and filthy, you two not even trying to hide it, Tecchou was kept awake all night with a throbbing boner that his hand couldn't relieve. Which is what led to his grumpiness the next morning at the breakfast table, when he came to sit next to you.

"Did you have a good sleep, Tecchou?" You ask sweetly, stirring your spoon in a bowl of cereal.

Tecchou looks over with a scowl, eyes puffy from lack of sleep, red eyebags already beginning to form. "I don't know. Did you? Because it didn't sound like a whole lot of sleeping was going on."

At this, you instantly flush, your cheeks heating as you turn back to your cereal in embarrassment.

Jouno's eyebrows furrow at Tecchou from where he's making his own bowl of cereal. "Don't be a dick to my girlfriend, shithead."

"Don't have sex with your girlfriend so loudly." He retorts, beginning to get up from the table and turn away, before roughly, Jouno yanks Tecchou back until they're standing face-to-face.

"You know you could bring your own girlfriend here, for fuck's sake."

At this, Tecchou wants to shake Jouno by the shoulders because of how stupid he was. When had Tecchou ever been with a girl?

"You idiot! I don't have a girlfriend, and I never have!"

The last part of his statement hangs heavy in the air between all three of you as he continues glaring angrily.

Jouno, ever the instigator, immediately begins prying. "What? Never? But you have had sex before, haven't you?"

Tecchou grits his teeth together, mumbling a quick "no," and of course, Jouno with his heightened senses hears, but decides to taunt him further with an exaggerated, “hm?”

“I don't know how to have sex, because I never have.” Tecchou says loudly, frustration bubbling inside him at Jouno’s obvious mockery.

Jouno doesn't speak for a moment, before his mouth curves up into the sadistic grin he usually reserves for his enemies.

"You're a virgin, Tecchou? I never would have..."

But before he can say anything else, you suddenly pipe up from where you had been sitting quietly up until that point. “Sai, don't be mean.”

He turns to you at that, cocking an eyebrow. "What? Don't be mean? He's the one who's coming at you for being loud, are you really going to overlook that?"

You stand up from the table to come and hold onto Jouno's arm, gently brushing his hair back from his face. "Baby, he probably feels left out. If he has to hear us every night, and he's never done it before with another person, well..."

Jouno's head tilts as he seems to think over what you're saying. "Are you suggesting we include him?"

You instantly flush, turning to glance at Tecchou who is currently looking at you like an eager puppy. "Well... it's only fair. It's our fault for being too loud, and letting him hear us. Might as well, right?"

Tecchou immediately presses himself to you, burying his face in your neck as he breathes in the scent of you deeply. "Yes, yes, yes. Please."

Jouno's face scrunches slightly at Tecchou before finally nodding gruffly, anything to keep his girlfriend happy.

You let Tecchou nuzzle into you, and harshly, Jouno peels you two apart. "But I have to be there, too."

You beam. "Of course. You can guide him, and show him how it works, so he can get the hang of it."

Gently, you take Tecchou's hand to lead him to Jouno's bedroom, where you two had slept the previous night, Jouno in tow as he protectively keeps his hand curled around your back.

Tecchou flushes at the thought of last night, and the prospect of what was about to happen next, as he follows you, albeit a little hesitantly.

You immediately spread yourself out on the bed, beginning to pull off one of Jouno's baggy shirts you had been wearing, to reveal your plump breasts and lacy underwear underneath.

Jouno doesn't hesitate, immediately tugging his shirt over his head, and following you, and upon getting close enough, pins you down to begin placing sloppy kisses all over your body, tongue ravishing you as his.

Tecchou swallows, fumbling with his own shirt before coming around to kneel before you.

Jouno shakes his head slightly, as he parts your legs open, tugging down your underwear. "Follow what I do."

Tecchou nods nervously, watching as you spread your legs wider, revealing your glistening pussy to the two boys before you, a slight needy whine leaving your throat at the cool air ghosting over your exposed cunt.

Gently, Jouno's hand comes between your plushy thighs to rub at your pink nub, making you instantly moan, head falling back with pleasure.

Tecchou watches in interest, trying to memorize the way Jouno's hand expertly presses on your clit while also beginning to plunge one long digit into you, clearly no beginner to your body and the way you liked being touched.

"Here," he says gruffly, removing his hand to grab Tecchou's wrist and tug him closer.

Tecchou inhales sharply, as his hand meets your slick pussy, you already dripping wet. Instinctively, he tries to press his hand closer to your warmth, one hand cautiously circling your hole as he begins to try to push one finger in, like Jouno had done, before adding another, the stretch almost too much for you to bear.

You whimper, Tecchou's fingers much thicker than Jouno's and filling you up almost completely.

As he manages to completely push himself into your cunt, he tries to follow a rhythm, sloppily jabbing his fingers in and out, making you wince, thighs instinctively clamping around him.

Jouno sighs. "Not like that, dummy, you're hurting her. More gentle, like this."

Tecchou's fingers withdraw to watch as Jouno slides his fingers in as replacement, thrusting them in and out, long digits scissoring you perfectly.

He removes them again to cock his head at Tecchou. "Okay, now you try."

Tecchou huffs as he pushes his fingers inside you slowly, your face twisting in pleasure from the sudden change.

He's careful not to poke you too harshly, beginning a steady pace as he fucks you with his fingers.

"Tecchou, curl your fingers like this, she likes that." Jouno demonstrates by hooking his finger upward slightly, and Tecchou nods, biting his lip with concentration.

Your body bows upward as he follows Jouno's direction, crying out softly, the squelching of your cunt getting louder.

"She's close." Jouno notes, and encouraged, Tecchou begins to go at a faster pace, eager to see you come undone for him.

Not long after, your cunt undulating around his fingers, drenching them in your wet warmth, and Tecchou stares with an expression almost resembling wonder at the sight.

Unable to hold back any longer, Jouno immediately comes to cover your body with his, pushing down his pants enough to reveal his long, narrow cock, leaking precum from the slit, and flushed a shade of pink.

He shifts slightly to make room for Tecchou, who clumsily follows, his length not as impressively long as Jouno's, but much thicker, and a darker red.

Jouno sighs with pleasure, head lolling back as he lines himself up to your entrance, pushing in slowly and allowing you to adjust to the stretch of him. You squirm, soft moans and gasps drifting out of you as he finally buries himself fully into you, your body already shuddering with pleasure.

Jouno tips his head toward Tecchou. "Now, your turn."

Shakily, Tecchou prepares himself, following Jouno's moments a little more awkwardly as he lines up his thick, pulsing tip with a wince, beginning to try to push past the first tight ring of muscle.

"Tight, isn't she?" Jouno chuckles as his hand comes down to press against your stomach, outlining the bulge already nestled inside, and the matching bulge that's beginning to grow next to it as Tecchou slowly buries himself deep inside you.

Tecchou only can let out a grunt of agreement, his eyes shut tightly as he tries his best not to pathetically cum already, and embarrass himself.

"Fuck! 'S too big! Too much, Sai! I-I can't..."

He gently hushes you, pressing a finger to your lips lightly. "Yes you can. You're going to take us both like a good girl, hm?"

You're trembling by this point, small cries and whines leaving you as inch by inch, Tecchou fills you completely alongside Jouno, making you feel so deliciously stuffed.

"Tecchou, we're going to move now. Line up your thrusts with mine, mmkay?"

Tecchou nods tentatively, and as Jouno does move, he instantly freezes, the feeling of his cock rubbing alongside his almost too much to bear.

Jouno sighs as Tecchou doesn't budge, before grabbing his hips tightly with his hands. "You idiot." He begins to move Tecchou's hips for him, languidly thrusting in and out of you, your body jerking and arching upward desperately, sweet moans spilling out.

"Like this.." Jouno's hands increase the pace of Tecchou's hips, until the both of them are slamming into you, the room filling with the lewd squelching of your abused cunt trying to suck them both deeper.

You moan, the feeling of them both stuffing you so completely making your head spin, unable to see straight as all you can do is lay back and take it, drool and tears seeping from you as you squirm and whine.

Tecchou's hands come to hold your hips down firmly, and Jouno grunts in approval, hands tightening around Tecchou slightly.

Tecchou knows he's not going to last much longer, this being his first time, and his hips begin to piston faster, practically grinding his cock against Jouno's, the feeling of their lengths throbbing in unison, veins thumping erratically against each other making his eyes practically roll back with ecstasy.

"F-fuck! I c-can't..."

You tighten further around both of their cocks, cunt rippling as you finally drench both of them in the warmth of your arousal, the heat that had been coiling low in your belly finally releasing with a snap.

Tecchou's hips stutter as he instantly cums too, shooting warm ropes into you, Jouno following close behind with a groan.

When they're done, both reluctantly pulling out of your abused, throbbing cunt, their cum mixing together to seep out of you, Jouno pushes open your thighs further, shoving down Tecchou's head between them.

"Now, I'm going to teach you how to properly eat pussy."

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[kayarata]

Tachihara appreciation

[justsirius]

[enmie]

*♡∞:｡.｡ Basorexia ｡.｡:∞♡*

➶ bsd's Dazai, Ranpo, Tecchou, and Poe getting perhaps a bit too spoiled

➶ basorexia: the intense desire to kiss 【romance】

➶ cw: gn!reader. suggestive (mild.) cussing (very mild)

𓅪 there will be a pt. 2 soon!

𓅪 (in thirty m :DD) I'm sorry its short.

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

Osamu Dazai's!

That's a little too much kisses, but he thinks he can take it! Dazai's face lights up a hundred bolts whenever he feels those plump, red lips press against his cheek. Or, whatever place. You sometimes place them on his jaw, on his neck, sometimes on his forehead. You find yourself sneakier on his stomach, directly on his lips. And you're extremely lucky whenever he lets you kiss his hair.

But today he notices you're kissing his bandages. He's just utterly confused, why you're so clingy and intimate and... loving. The contact between the roughed up bandages on his arms, and your oh-so-soft lips, it felt like he really was different. He had you. You were his.

You started by kissing his palm, which didn't surprise him at all, but slowly, you began to trail down. That was just a few minutes ago, he thinks, so how did it get to this? Holding his arm up, you're near his desk, placing gentle kisses on his forearms, slolwy, but surely.

"Well, look at you," Dazai starts. You look up (without halt) just to notice that smirk. You grumbled against his arm. "Just let me..."

"Oh, no, no," He seductively mumbles in a singsong tune. "I think it's my turn, don't you? Hm?"

Ranpo Edogawa's!

He can't help but be so whiny in front of you. Whenever you shower Ranpo with kisses, he passes out (mentally of course! Can't have the greatest detective in the world unconcious, can we?) So he pouts, stomps his feet, giggles, but then cries. Why the fuck is thid grown man crying? You sometimes wonder how a kiss on his forehead can get him so worked up.

Then again, it's so damn cute, so you can't really mind. That pout, his lips that curl down ever so slightly, and then that cute-ish, annoying-ish look in his eyes; you never question why you're so utterly in love.

"Forehead kisses are diiiiffereeeent," Ranpo whines, laying on top of you, controlling how heavy he's weighing down, on the cold, twin-sized bed. And you kiss him on the forehead as he says that.

"No they're not," You disagree. You giggle, noticing how his breathing slowed down to match yours, since his was always so fast-paced. "They're the same as every kiss."

The detective shakes his head like crazy, messing his hair up just for you to tidy it up again. He's always like this, either pouting like a kid or smiling like a complete, big idiot. You adore him so much you can't help but mind his childishness. Like you want to squish his cheeks every chance you get, or put his growing, dark hair into some kindergarten hairstyle.

He loves you. A lot. "Then again, cheek kisses are different, too," He hums against your chest, the low noise vibrating through every bone, every muscle, every nerve in your body.

Ranpo finally decides on something, the cutesy pout replaced unexpectedly by his enthusuastic smile."Every kiss with you is different!"

Suehiro Tecchou's!

The blushing mess he is, it's your fault. Suehiro usually looks stoic, but you know he's just a big baby. Your big baby, thankfully. It's not his fault you keep kissing his chest after a hundred (maybe two hundred) push ups for himself. He doesn't think it's hygienic of you, but oh well, he can take your pretty lips just fine.

He loves having you sat on his lap, letting you kiss every part of his body. And you enjoy it, because well, who wouldn't enjoy those chiseled abs and those soft but hard pecs? You just love your boyfriend's soft personality and muscular body.

"I'm all sweaty though," Suehiro says with a neutral expression, putting his hands on your hips to help you get onto him, although he was protesting against it.

"Even hotter." You comment with a lick of your lips. You kiss his chest, once, twice, thrice, and he breaks. He turns into some blushing mess he was sure nobody but you could see. "Let me shower first," You hum, shaking your head.

You're filled with dirty thoughts the moment you're with him; how could you not when he's practically asking to be loved so tenderly? "I might do something to you if you shower," You say with a suggestive wink, your lips making contact with the space between his pecs.

"You?" He chuckles, a sweet chuckle coming from a deep voice. "You're doing something to me?"

"Yeah, why?" Before he can even shower, he'd be doing something to you.

His calloused hand begins trailing lower and lower, from your waist to your hips, from your thighs to your inner thighs, his large hands only get closer to your core. "You're too confident, baby."

Edgar Allan Poe's!

It's a bit odd when he shrieks as you kiss him. Poe's hair covers his eyes most of the time, and whenever he grows his lustrous locks out, they cover his cheeks, too. Luckily, he's just had a haircut and you start to mess with him in his office to see that blush you love causing.

He's quite sure he was peacefully writing another fiction book, when you randomly entered his room and started getting all over him. He won't complain, he's your boyfriend. He's a good one.

But when you started kissing his hand? He died.

Poe shrieks in horror when you pick up his slender writing hand to press it gently against your lips, the ones that of course only he's allowed to touch. He doesn't hate it—not at all—but he loves it so much he's scared. And the sudden level of his voice startles you even though you almost instantly realize he's blushing. The boy is blushing!

"You like it?" You ask as a little tease. He huffs. "Weirdo."

You kiss his the back of his palm again, he lets out another shriek, shaking his hand like he was attempting desperately to shake the kiss off. So cute, you think. Of course he's overreacting, but that's just how he usually is.

"Y-you wouldn't like it either if I kiss you, huh?!" He yells out panickingly, all red-faced. "You squirm as much as I do!"

"Ye, but you're cuter," You insist. And he panics again, when you kiss his palm, gently sinking your teeth into the sensitive skin as he stifles his voice.

You're ending up somewhere else. That's final.

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PART TWO!! | PART THREE!! | PART FOUR!! (coming soon)

[skylarstarlight]

Unfortunately, roughly 10 minutes later their Commander's ex came to get his employee and honorary grandchild. It was fun while it lasted.

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[judasgot-it]

i would like to know what hunting dogs would do when they want reader sits on their lap?👀

I am so late to this request but in honor of learning that Tecchou is 6 foot today.... mwah

Scenario: What they do when they want reader to sit on their lap (Jouno, Tachihara, Tecchou) Also slight NSFW elements but like it's mostly jokes. Thought I'd let y'all know ahead of time.

Jouno

He's not one for physical touch usually since it overstimulates him, but once and a while he likes to be warm and would definitely be some weird cheesy guy to use it as a sort of intimidation tactic. Like mafia men who pet cats.

If it's in any sort of public setting, it's because he is well aware you're hot and sexy (everyone who reads this is, because I said so) and loves to cuck people sometimes. He's probably into some shit like that idk

He probably does it in the most obnoxious way possible too - you'd think you're in some dark romantasy with the way he's acting. It's all a part of some evil scheme to piss off some dude that he's mildly annoyed by

Definitely does it once and a while though whenever you're in fancy af places. Dude likes to be praised and has a lot of money, don't tell me he wouldn't love to have someone pretty in his lap calling him nice things

Especially if you're his partner, he wants to show off that he won - he's blind, not stupid. He knows people are jealous.

Pulls you in by the waist and talks as if it's the first time he ever met you. He'll pull out some poetry and shit while tracing your hipbones, he does know how to make you feel enamored.

At home? In private? He probably likes his space but when he wants to have you in his lap, he just does it.

What are you? Too busy for your boyfriend? Nuh-uh. He just takes you. Are you going to punch a gift horse in the mouth?

Jouno has a big ego sometimes, thinking his mere touch is so special.

Although I think it's less of a physical want for touch and more of a security thing. He needs to know that you're there and aren't going to disappear from him

I think sometimes he is a little insecure and he just needs a hug, but it's hard to ask so he just. Pulls you into his chair and buries his face in your shoulder

I also headcanon that he gets cold easily, so once and a while he gives in and just uses you as his portable heater

Tecchou

Is all up in your space all the time, doesn't even realize how it might look to others.

Touching you, kissing you, practically glued to your side and staring at your face. If he's not on a mission, he is obsessed with you no matter what.

If you can't sit next to each other he'll just have you sit on his lap - he has big thighs, he makes a better seat anyway. Or he'll sit on the bench and let you sit on him if it's too cold for you - he's a gentleman, even if it means freezing his own ass off.

Isn't super handsy like Jouno is, he just wraps an arm around your waist to keep you steady and hold you close to him.

Definitely manhandles you though, makes you feel like you weigh nothing when he just casually holds you in one arm like a cat

He's more casual about it, but that's because PDA can be pretty easy for him. As long as he can have one hand on his sword, he's happy and feels safe

At home he can sit like that forever, but that's also because when he's on his time off he becomes the laziest dog around sometimes. If he's allowed, he would just cuddle up with you and do nothing but sleep

Has fallen asleep with you in his lap, which was cute but also you both avoid making it a habit since he is heavy and will hold onto you so tightly as if you're going to drown or something.

The best option he has is to pull you into his lap and spend time with you like that, even if all you're doing is reading a book or mindlessly scrolling through tiktok

He just wants to feel you there, since he spends so much time away from you

Admittedly he is most likely to get carried away from simple cuddling to other things...

Tachihara

He only asks when y'all are alone - like REALLY alone. He is used to his mafia image, and even when he doesn't have to keep it up at headquarters, he's scared of being teased.

Likes to hold you in his lap and just talk about each others day, it's one of his favorite forms of cuddling since he can just hold you with him while you're both in the office

He's a little lanky, he's built but he is shifting around a lot and it's hard for him to have you on his lap for so long. He doesn't have the biggest ass in the world (unlike some other dogs on this list)

Like Jouno, is really touchy though - he kisses you, teases your skin, and plays with your hands

He wants to enjoy the time he is spending with you, and if he could he would memorize your entire body with just his fingertips

It's almost like a massage when he does it, tracing your thighs in little patterns while you quickly fill in forms you both needed to do yesterday. He's enjoying his time, what can he say?

At home?

Dude is having you on his lap while you both play games or do your own thing. Parallel play

He want his time, but he doesn't want to lose time with you

It's a compromise, so he can sit on his computer playing PalWorld while you scroll your phone

It's warm, so y'all have the AC down and a blanket on just to enjoy each others company

Almost like a casual date lol

Idk if these were good tbh, I feel like they're very general? IDK

[yendeena]

Some BSD fanart I did as a response to the announcement of S4 last year ❤️

[a-random-weeb]

cuddles with le BSD men

Here's a quick drabble because I'm bored

How they prefer to cuddle/Their favorite cuddling position

Characters: Dazai, Chuuya, Akutagawa, Fyodor, Atsushi, Tecchou

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Dazai:

•I feel like he likes the human blanket position

•like, when you lie on top of him and you're like a human blanket

•He like to pick you up like a sack of potatoes just to piss you off

•He carries you to the couch and lays you on his chest, holding you

•He also teases you and won't let you look away while your whole face is red (little bitc-)

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Chuuya:

•I just know he loves when you sit on his lap with your face in his chest

•It actually makes him feel big and like he can protect you

•He loves to pick you up bridal style

•I also feel like he likes spooning

•He likes to be the big spoon

•But his favorite position is still when you're on his lap

•I also think he likes when you braid that rat tail he has as a part of his hair/playing with your hair

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Akutagawa:

•He likes a lot of cuddling positions

•I feel like his favorite would be to lie on top of you with his face in your chest

•The opposite of Dazai

•He'd be the big spoon while cuddling in bed though

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Fyodor:

•He has two favorites

•One is you on his lap, your back to his chest

•The other is you both on your side, your face his his chest while he holds you close

•I guess the first one is more for on the couch, and the second one is for in bed

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Atsushi:

•He likes to be the little spoon 85% of the time

•Although, he sometimes will be the big spoon, especially if your sad or had a bad day

•His favorite cuddling position is probably him on your lap with his face in your neck

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Tecchou:

•This one's hard (that sounds so weird out of context 😭 @ginandginny I swear to god if you say I'm immature from the other room-)

•i don't see him as the type of guy for physical affection

•on the rare occasion you do cuddle though, he'd probably just wrap his arm around you while you cuddle into him

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Guys please request stuff I'm running out of ideas

[ratsupremacyisreal]

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▸𝙱𝚂𝙳 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷𝟾

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[strayg0dss]

Your kiss and I will surrender

[dietcokegirly12]

“Don't Move Like That”

featuring tecchou suehiro ♡ᰔ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

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for all my tecchou lovers (づ ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ )づ

tags: teasing, forced proximity, inexperienced!tecchou, handjob, cervix kissing, unprotected sex, edging, riding, premature ejaculation, reader is a member of the hunting dogs!, def others

NOTE: for the sake of this story's plot, our reader replaces Tachihara and his ability, Midwinter Memento, aka metal manipulation.

word count: 3.4k (ᵕ—ᴗ—)

KINKTOBER OCT. 13 /ᐠ •̀⩊ •́マ

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“For this mission, I’m going to entrust it to you two.”

You swallow, glancing over to where Tecchou is standing, his usual blank face trained on Fukuchi.

It’s not that you didn’t like him, exactly. He was just always so… cold around you. He would barely speak, barely move, and was constantly tense. The whole situation always just ended up being… awkward.

Jouno’s mouth instantly curves up into a smile, his annoying sing-song voice ringing out through the uncomfortable air. “Oh Tecchou~”

You look over to see Tecchou scowling at Jouno, a light dusting of pink across his cheeks. Was he… blushing?

Jouno’s grin widens as he folds his arms across his chest, tipping his head slightly in your direction.

“When do we leave?” you interrupt their strange interaction to frown at Fukuchi, trying not to let your annoyance show at being paired with someone who won’t even talk to you.

His eyes gleam with cruel mirth, leading you to believe he had purposefully set this up. “Right now.”

─(･ω･)つ ──────────── ⊂(･ω･) ─

You sigh, looking out the window at the buildings passing by outside.

Tecchou sat stiffly beside you, the only sound from him being soft exhales as he breathes.

It’s so quiet, unbearably so.

You shift, unsure how to break the silence. Just as you’re about to open your mouth and say something, anything the car jolts to a stop.

“We’re here.” the driver Fukuchi had hired for the mission, gruffly says from the front.

You go to look over at Tecchou, but he’s already getting out, making calculated movements to make sure he doesn’t so much as even brush against you.

You almost scoff at his painfully obvious avoidance of you. You truly had no idea what you’d ever done to make him hate you this much but it was starting to piss you off.

As you both stepped out, he unsheathed his sword at your side.

Fukuchi had told you both that the mission was to track down a Special Ability using Gifted, who had been abusing his powers to commit acts of terroism against the city of Yokohama, so it was important to keep your guard up at all times.

“Stay close to me.” Tecchou growls to you, his eyes scanning the area.

You turn to him, widening your eyes in mock surprise. "He speaks!"

When he says nothing in reply, you roll your eyes. "We both know I can handle myself. What's the real reason you have finally decided to grace me with the gift of your speech?"

“What?”

You can't help but stare at him in disbelief. “Seriously? You ignore me every time we go to meetings, you go out of your way to make sure we don't get partnered, and you were silent the whole way here. And now you're playing dumb? God! What have I ever done to you to make you despise me this much?"

Tecchou hesitates, about to open his mouth to speak, but suddenly the sound of gunshots ringing through the air cuts him off.

“Get down!” he hisses, eyes frantically searching for the culprit.

You obey, diving down and bracing yourself as you try to stay out of the line of fire.

Simultaneously, Tecchou leaps into action, thrusting his sword in the direction of a dark-haired man in the distance.

The man fights back, his special ability overpowering, but still no match for Tecchou’s sword.

Deadly masses of bullets quickly cover the building walls behind you, and Tecchou grunts as he rapidly blocks with his sword.

It was apparent to you that the Gifted you two were up against, had some kind of telekinesis ability that was allowing him to empty all these hoards of barrels at you.

Luckily for you, your ability was Midwinter Memento, a metal manipulation ability that allowed you to control metal at will.

You join in, deflecting the bullets by turning them around in midair to point them back at their shooter.

While the Gifted is distracted staving off the shots, it grants Tecchou an opportunity to extend his sword toward him, effectively piercing through his chest with an awful crack! that signifies the splitting of bone.

The man sways slightly on his feet before falling forward and collapsing in a broken, bloody pile. There would be no tormenting innocent civilians for him any longer.

Tecchou turns back to you triumphantly, his face tilted in one of his rare, slight smiles.

You smile back, but suddenly a sharp, burning sensation ignites in your leg, outwardly spreading and you look down to see scarlett red soaking through your Hunting Dog uniform.

In the heat of battle, a bullet must have lightly grazed your thigh, enough for a steady stream of blood to begin pouring out.

Tecchou's eyes follow yours, and you see them widen in horror.

He shoves his sword back into its place at his hip, and immediately rushes over.

"What happened?"

You wince, shifting to stretch your leg out on the ground. "Fuck, I-I don't know."

"It's okay." He kneels at your side, bending to examine the wound. "It's not fatal, but it needs to be cleaned."

He instinctively takes your face into his hands, quickly checking for any wounds there. You let out a soft breath of surprise at the feel of his warm hands, and he seems to realize what he's done, snatching his hands back like he's been stung.

You open your mouth, unsure what to say, but he suddenly rises to his feet. "I'll be back, 'm going to get supplies." he mumbles, before practically sprinting away from you.

You furrow your eyebrows, but decide to pay it no mind. Tecchou is always acting weird around you, this is clearly no exception. Propping yourself against the wall behind you, you tilt your head back, closing your eyes.

It seems like only a few seconds have passed before he's back, the heavy sound of his boots against the pavement rousing you.

You watch as he stops in front of you, holding a bag of bandaids, gauze, and hydrogen peroxide.

He hands it to you dutifully. "I got what I could find, hopefully it's enough to stop the bleeding."

You stare at him, realizing he wants you to do it yourself.

You hesitate, looking down at your shaking hands. "Can you help me? Please?"

Your voice comes out more pathetic than you intended, and as you turn your eyes back to Tecchou, he's staring at his feet, face reddening. "Okay."

You shift over, so he can crouch next to you.

Carefully, Tecchou lowers himself, taking the bag from you to dig around for the gauze.

Once he finds what he's looking for, he turns back to you, his face flushed awkwardly. "I need to cut your pants so I can properly assess the wound."

You inhale sharply as he draws his pocket knife out, but when he looks over for your consent, you nod.

He steadies himself with a breath before gently pressing the tip of his knife against your upper thigh. Cautiously, he begins to cut, the sound of seams ripping the only noise apart from your ragged breathing.

Once he successfully removes the bloodied strip, he reaches into the bag to retrieve the small roll of gauze. He unrolls it, and presses it down on you lightly, the warmth of his fingers seeping through the thin bandage.

You wince slightly and he looks at you carefully.

“Hurts?”

You nod, and he eases up, taking extra care to be gentle.

Unfortunately for you, the bullet had grazed you on your upper thigh, and it's almost impossible to ignore the feel of his long, splayed fingers holding down the gauze uncomfortably close to the heat radiating in between your legs.

After a few long minutes, he lifts the gauze to check on your wound and after peering down at it for a couple beats, says, "The bleeding stopped."

Reaching for the bottle of hydrogen peroxide, and unscrewing the cap, he leans over your wound, his hands shaking slightly.

"Tecchou, come closer, you're going to spill it." You say, watching as his back stiffens. "Y-yeah.." he stammers, inching closer by a centimeter.

You sigh in exasperation, taking matters into your own hands, as you lift your other leg over his lap, straddling him in one fluid motion. "Was that so hard?"

Tecchou freezes, his body going completely stock-still. His eyes flicker between you and the way you're spread across him, his cheeks bright-red.

After a few moments of this, you roll your eyes. "Hurry up and pour it, so we can report back to Fukuchi."

He startles, his only response an almost imperceptible nod as his grip on the bottle tightens.

Just as he's about to pour it, he swallows thickly, hesitating. "This might sting a little."

"Tecchou, please I've been on way worse missions than this, I think I'll.." You suddenly gasp as cool liquid trickles down, your face tightening. Fuck. Fuck.

It feels like tiny shards of glass splintering all across your thigh, and you instantly jerk, squirming in his lap as you let out a wail of pain.

"Fuck! Tecchou!"

You feel him go motionless, his breathing increasing. "I know, I know." His voice is slightly strained, and gingerly, he smooths a hand over your other thigh, trying to calm you. "Just.. stay still."

You nod, your eyes screwing shut.

"Want me to keep going? It hasn't been properly disinfected yet."

“Y-yeah just.. fuck.”

He lets out a breath before pouring more of the peroxide across your wound, your hand clapping over your mouth, as you try to stifle the sobs threatening to come out. Tears stream down your face, and your body twitches atop him, shifting desperately.

His head falls forward, his breathing soft gasps. "Fuck, d-don't move like that."

You nod again, tears running down your face as you instinctively press your face into his chest. "'Msorry 'msorry! Hurts so ah bad!"

He stays unmoving, but eventually reaches one hand up to cautiously brush his fingers through your hair. "It's okay. You're okay."

You slowly steady your breathing, and after a few minutes of being pressed into him, you draw back, sniffling. "Sorry. That's so embarrassing."

He shakes his head, looking at you with something you can't quite name.

You finally clear your throat after an awkward moment, gesturing toward the bandages. "Come on. Let's just put on the bandages and get out of here."

Tecchou nods quickly, looking away as he pulls out a pack of Band-Aids. Ripping open the box, he carefully peels away the wrappers and begins pressing them on across your thigh.

On the final one, he presses it down a little too harshly, and you hiss softly, shifting, and in the process, accidentally grinding across his lap.

His eyes close briefly, and he shudders. When he finally speaks, his voice comes out ragged, "I said don't do that."

You can't help but bristle. "Yeah, well maybe if you were a little more gentle.." You break off as you feel something jabbing into you from underneath.

"Is that your gun in your pocket?"

Tecchou stills.

"Tecchou I'm serious, it's poking me. Take it out."

"That's not my gun." he says stiffly.

Oh. Oh.

You immediately freeze, your brain emptying as you stay, rooted in place, your body paralyzed on top of him.

His eyes are closed, too embarrassed to even look at you, as he breathes heavily, trying to calm himself down.

Your lips curve up.

“Tecchou, I didn’t realize I had such an effect on you.” Teasingly, you move your hand up his thigh, watching for his reaction.

His eyes fly open and he gasps, watching you. “Don’t..”

“Don’t..?” your hand glides higher. “Is this why you never want to talk to me, Tecchou? Do you have.. a crush? On me?”

His breathing is heavy, and he looks at you through half-lidded eyes. “Yes.”

You gasp in mock delight. "And here I thought you just hated me."

"Could never hate you." he mumbles out, eyes half-closed.

Your hand glides higher, and his face gets more strained. "Fuck, what are you doing?"

Your grin widens. "Just helping you."

His eyes close. "With what?"

"Your problem." And with that, your hand gently covers the tent in his pants, stroking him through his trousers.

He jerks almost instantaneously, bucking into your palm. "You don't.. ah.. have to do t-that."

You immediately draw your hand away, Tecchou's hips desperately trying to follow. "You don't want me to?"

"No! I do, I do! It's just that I.." He pauses, gnawing his lip nervously.

You raise your eyebrows, waiting for him to finish.

"I've never done this before." He lets out in a rush, his cheeks flushing in shame.

You pause.

"I know." He lets his head drop. "So if you don't..."

But he breaks off when without warning, you smash your lips against his, pushing him back. He falls back on the ground with a soft grunt leaving him as his lips desperately press back against yours, clumsily trying to fit his mouth to yours.

Guiding him, you let your hand drift back down to where his pants are straining against the outline of his cock. You can't help but moan into his mouth, as you feel how big he is.

Your tongue slips out to brush against his lips, seeking entrance and he complies immediately, his mouth opening hesitantly to allow you to explore. He tastes slightly minty, and warm, and you can't seem to get enough as your tongue sweeps all across his mouth, thoroughly mapping him out.

He groans, and you pull back, panting. "Of course I don't care if this is your first time. That just means I'll have to show you what to do."

Your mouth curves up at his exhale of surprise as you begin palming him through his pants, his breathing coming out in small huffs as he lifts his hips for more friction.

You lean back in to kiss him, while removing his belt and unzipping his maroon pants.

You push them down enough for his leaking cock to spring out, slapping against his abdomen, the tip flushed a pretty pink, and dripping with precum.

Gently, you ghost your thumb over his slit, pressing slightly, causing him to jerk forward, his breathing becoming heavier.

You take him into your hand, beginning to pump him slowly, your hand gliding up and down his lengthy shaft.

His head tilts back, and he shudders, his hips shifting forward more into your hand. Your hand was much smaller than his, and couldn't even wrap around him fully, but for some reason it felt much better than when he would do this alone.

His dick twitches in your grasp, and you twist your hand up and down, watching his breaths become more and more laboured.

As your grip tightens, picking up the pace, he starts thrusting up into your hand, more pre-cum oozing out as his hips stutter, watching you. "F-fuck I'm gonna..."

You can tell he's getting close, unused to being touched by someone else, and just as his breathing falters, his thrusts becoming sloppier into your hand, you draw your hand back, a pathetic whine leaving his throat as he stares at you, confused.

"Not yet." You start pulling down your own pants, watching as his cheeks flush.

"Wait." He sits up to bend his head over your bandaged thigh. "You're still hurt."

You roll your eyes. "I'm fine, it was just a graze, Tecchou."

He hesitates, but finally leans back. "Tell me if it hurts, and we can stop."

You nod, barely listening as you pull down your pants the rest of the way, dressed in just your Hunting Dog uniform top and your lacy black panties.

He swallows.

Your pussy had been throbbing from the second he started touching your thigh to treat you, and you couldn't deny how embarrassingly wet you already were.

Strings of arousal connect your pussy to your underwear as you hook a finger in the waistband and pull it to the side, Tecchou barely breathing as he watches, eyes wide. "I don't.." he starts.

You can't help but laugh at his tentativeness. "I'll do all the work. Just.. stay there."

As he stiffly lies back, his dick sticking up hard as a rock and still twitching from your earlier ministrations, teasingly, you begin grinding yourself against his abs, hard muscles twitching underneath you.

You knew you were making a mess out of his uniform, your slick leaving a trail of wetness across his red Hunting Dog top, but you couldn't bring yourself to care.

He watches you, transfixed, his breath coming out in small pants. "Fuck, you're... fuck."

Your head falls back as you glide your dripping pussy back and forth, the roughness of the fabric contrasting with the slippery, slickness of your still clothed pussy, providing the perfect friction.

His erect cock spurts more pearly drops of pre-cum, his breaths shallow. "Please."

You stop, looking at the way his lips are parted, small gasps leaving him with every breath. "Please what?"

His eyes close. "Fuck. You know what I.."

Without warning, you lift your hips, positioning yourself over him, and begin to sink down in one fluid motion.

Without warning, and before he's even halfway in, you feel warm spurts of cum shooting into you, so much of it, it begins to seep out, forming a milky ring around his base.

Your hips stutter, and you pause, your mouth open in surprise as you look at the way his hips are twitching under you, body shuddering.

"Did you just..?"

He nods, eyes screwed tightly shut in embarrassment.

You can’t stop the small laugh that leaves you, amusement tugging your mouth up. "It’s normal for your first time, don’t worry. You’ll just have to make it up to me.”

He swallows.

Your hands come down on his chest, rising and falling rapidly, to steady yourself and with a soft gasp, sink down on the rest of his inches.

He grunts softly underneath you, still sensitive, and as he bottoms out, you curse softly, shifting as you feel his tip lightly brushing your cervix.

After the slight uncomfortable fullness fades, all you can focus on is the feel of his thick, veiny cock deep inside you, your cunt throbbing.

He groans, and lightly, you smooth some of his hair back. "I'll go slow."

Beginning to move, you lift your hips and drop them back down, gently at first and as he starts to get it, thrusting upward to help, faster.

"So.. tight." He gasps. "N-never thought I'd get to.. ah.. do this with y-you. 'S like a wet dream."

You can only moan in reply, the pace beginning to turn bruising as he repeatedly hits that plushy spot deep in your walls that makes your stomach tighten more and more with every breath.

Your cunt squelches with every thrust, your arousal pooling out combined with his cum still inside you, your back arching to take him deeper into your snug walls.

You can feel your clit pulsing, and gently, you guide his hand down to touch you there.

He jerks as his hand makes contact, and you move his hand to apply pressure. "This is how you touch a woman, Tecchou. More importantly, this is how you touch me."

Eager to please, he quickly gets the hang of it, speeding up his fingers and rubbing your clit, timing his thrusts to match up.

You feel him twitch inside you desperately, as your pussy clenches hard, the coil in your stomach tightening.

"Tecchou..." you groan, your cunt fluttering and contracting around him as white-hot pleasure overwhelms you, unable to form words to warn him as you spasm around his length, him following close behind as he spills his warm seed into you for the second time.

As you lay on top of him, both of you sticky and sweaty, and still coming down from your highs, he kisses your forehead gently. "Thank you." he says shyly, lifting you up off him to zip up his pants, you sliding your baggy, red uniform pants back on, part of it still cut from where your bullet wound is.

You can’t help but laugh, his inexperience obvious from the way he doesn’t know what to say after sex. “Let’s do it again sometime.”

It’s just then that you hear Fukuchi’s voice along with the stomping of boots that signifies two others, Jouno and Teruko close behind.

“You two! Where have you been!”

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Have this pmv that made me almost insane <3

per usual, individual frames and other stuffs under cut!!

based off: “Jaded and worn” - Miammey [ao3] [also @miammey on tumblr!] [anywasyanyways INSANE fic btw, loved it, TY GHOST FOR RECCOMENDING IT BTW <33]

aaand sketches!!/ storyboarding!! [I keep deleting them by mistake sobs]

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Every hunting dog really said "Lets all be dead and not tell tecchou!"