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tinytreatsworld · 2 years ago

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PHOTOGENIC

CONTENT WARNINGS: unhealthy behaviour (obsessiveness, clinginess, possessiveness, codependency, jealous g., worshipping r.), photo shooting, physical touching, drooling + begging + crying, fingers-sucking, pet names (pet, boy) + name-calling once (slut)

hypersexuality, heavy petting (dry humping), somnophilia (penetration, oral), unprotected sex / breeding, deep penetration + belly bulge, cum inflation, size difference / size kink, mild consensual noncon (CNC), mild sadism/masochism, mention of mind break, fingering (yuuta), hyperstimulation (g.), degrading praise (g.), praise (g.), oral sex (r.) + throat fucking, body worship (r., dick)

WRITING STYLE: low-key headcanons, 5000 words (2500 sfw + 2500 nsfw); referencing reader's genitals as 'cock' / 'dick'

DARLINGS: yuuta okkotsu x reader; top!reader, dom!reader, male!reader, special grade!reader implied, first-year!yuuta okkotsu -> second-year!yuuta okkotsu

NOTE: crosspost on ao3

Maybe call him «handsome» was not completely correct, beauty is too relative a concept, but it was worth making Yuut at least a little more well-groomed, and he became much more attractive — many times more attractive than he usually is, smiling shyly, clinging to your sleeve when can’t stop feeling overwhelmed with anxiety, blindly looking for comfort in you. Although it wasn’t quite right to deny his likability — no matter how many times you rummaged in the nooks and crannies of memory, you couldn’t remember when Yuuta wasn’t at least cute. He was the type who would attract attention even if they got up after a long exhausting night, with tangled hair and bags under his eyes, in rumpled clothes and a semi-lethargic state.

(maybe you were a little subjective — after all, he was your beloved.)

Yuuta just managed to be alluring, no matter what he did, making you to revise your beauty standards so that he could absolutely meet them — as if he was an obsession, wanting to capture your entire focus of attention on his figure; to make sure that he would be the only one you would look at, no matter who exactly wanted to compete with him for your rating on the attractiveness scale, where «Yuuta» was burning at the top.

Maybe it was something unhealthy. Maybe you just adored him. But there are definitely too many photos of him in your camera, no matter how you preferred to identify your attitude.

(as if it was your fault that Yuuta looked so good, forcing you to reach for the camera every time to capture his cute face or cute expression.)

Not that your love was against it — even when you cooed with delight, asking him to lie down nicely and be a good boy until you finish, making him tremble with impatience, but meekly obey you.

Yuuta was actually such a good boy to you, even when your hand were firmly gripping his wrist, preventing him from squirming because of the feeling of amazing fullness, capturing every moment of his desperately needy expression.

The best boy for you.

ৎ୭ Yuuta blushes delightfully when you first ask permission to capture him on camera, looking at his charmingly happy face, — and lets you, saying that you can do anything that will make you feel good. The photo of a shyly smiling, nervously excited Yuuta looking straight into the lens becomes the first in your album — when he was wearing a white jacket, Rika was a cursed spirit, not his ability, and he timidly stretched out his fingers to yours when you were sitting next to him, wanting to touch you as he likes to do. His hands were always reaching out to you — to grab the edge of your clothes, try to entwine your elbow, to press against your side when you let him, to be as close as possible when you won by knocking him to the ground.

The next photo, where Yuuta, breathing heavily, allows you to press on his stomach with your knee, obediently spreading his hips in a more than intimate pose for your convenience, seems a little hasty, given your purely friendly relations, but when Yuuta whines, blushing even more, you only tease that this will be an incentive for him even more train harder.

(maybe knowing how many times he came, just remembering this loss and the photo, you would think about whether you want to take this photo — or that you want to make shooting a tradition.)

The third — and final — photo you take when he falls asleep on you, finding a comfortable place on your lap. A movie night in which there is no place for him except your hips — “there’s nothing special about sitting on a friend’s lap,” and Yuuta, being quite socially awkward, touch starved and comfortable with your presence, allows you to pull him by the small waist. And although you would not be able to call yourself very soft and pleasant to sleep on, his measured breathing begins to tickle your neck much earlier than you could expect; lulled by your heartbeat and noise from the screen, Yuuta falls asleep before everyone else, blissfully snuggling up to you in search of warmth — and being absolutely not against you doing a couple of photos of his peaceful face.

His eyelashes flutter sweetly in his sleep when he presses whole body against you, although for some reason you do not doubt that it is useless to try to get out.

… He looks pretty good himself, though...

ৎ୭ ... Maybe he looks too good for his own good.

Yuuta is not the kind of guy who likes to undress or show himself, but when he lets you see more skin, metaphorically exposing his ankle in a bashful blush just for your look, wanting to attract your attention — you don’t need others to point out that his platonic friendliness becomes a puppy in love. Even when the Panda teases that the newbie does not stop talking about you and does not take longing looks from you (which, as Yuuta believes, no one notices), you brush it off. It’s not that you don’t appreciate advice or comments, — even Toge can’t remain indifferent, bringing to you quite certain thoughts that you definitely aren’t going to discuss out loud, in response only hearing his mischievous giggle, — you just… you’re not sure. You are not sure to the last.

(when Maki clicks his tongue disapprovingly, you skillfully find an excuse to increase the distance, knowing the tactics of “I don’t care about what happens between you and how you treat him but…”)

Even when it becomes obvious that the tension becomes indecently strong and unexpressed and begins to affect not only the two of you, but also the whole team, forcing them to observe your mutual masochistic attempts to practice «take care of me» and «catch me», where Yuuta plays the role of a naive desperate puppy poking into your palm and almost whining from the desire to get more attention, and you pretend as if nothing is happening, even when he grows to your hip, from a pet always following you around, becoming your tail. You’re not sure, you’re not sure about so many things, that when you have to watch him, desperately trying to convince you to stay a little longer, you don’t see any reason to refuse — and it’s an unhealthy practice, but if you were 'healthy’, it wouldn’t even begin. Your camera is gathering dust, although the album is getting bigger — Yuuta likes to stuff his cheeks like a hamster, prefers to rest on your lap and hands and lets you use him as you want for your collection, allowing you to bare him more than usual to capture this look or just to touch him. But no matter what you do, it seems wrong, and all these photos are not something you should be proud of, as if you should not be doing this right now, but finish things, sort things out, solve all things — and come to the most correct decision.

And you do.

… Panda reassuringly pats you on the shoulder, saying that this is not the last chance in your life, some things just don’t add up, it’s even right that you didn’t make what is happening even more serious — “the main thing is that you remained friends,” and you undoubtedly are. You won’t be able to be 'lovers’.

To satisfy this thirst, you need something deeper.

ৎ୭ Yuuta blushes when you kiss his fingers, — one by one, pressing lips firmly to each, — and does not even flinch when hears the click, closing his eyes from the pleasure of touching. His bags under eyes don’t look as bad as you thought the first time — and when you reach for another kiss, Yuuta gently wraps his arm around your body to immediately squeeze tightly. He tastes a lot better than you expected, too. And his leg, thrown over your hip in a protective gesture, feels nice, even when he tries to turn you over on back to lie on top.

You are not quite sure what you should do, knowing that he expects nothing from you, being more than satisfied with this closeness and cursory touches to his skin, but you try anyway.

“I'm… I’m quite… possessive… but I’ll be working on it! Every day I try to be better than I already am, and I will work to ensure that you always feel comfortable and cozy next to me– I will be the best version of myself next to you! Just… just promise me you won’t leave me, okay?”

“I don’t want to not be with you– I don’t want to be without you.”

When Yuuta grabs you, snuggling even closer, trying to wrap himself around you as tightly as possible, as if in fear that you will get up and leave, you just stroke his head like your pet — and this makes him quiet for a while, enjoying your touch, restoring his lost breath.

His heart is beating so hard that you’re not sure how normal it is.

“I think– I think I love you.”

Yuuta’s long fingers squeeze so tightly when he looks at you with big doe eyes, as if waiting for a verdict on his life and death, and you want to say something, but you don’t know what, being not even sure how he got into your room at such a late hour — but this is the last, what should you care about, — and not understanding what you could say at all in this situation. Did you want to be with him forever? Did you love him? Do you think of him as a friend? Is he nothing more than a disciple to you?

Would you rather never even get to know him?

Maybe if you had never even seen him, never taken responsibility for him, grade promised to make a real special class out of him, you would never have experienced this. Maybe if you, instead of forcing him to talk «about us», would have let everything go its course, this conversation would not have happened. Maybe. These thoughts don’t make sense right now.

“… Will you pose for me? On such moonless nights, beautiful photos are obtained.”

“Of course!”

ৎ୭ Yuuta is like a cute puppy who loves to spin around at your feet to attract attention and lie on your bed, because it’s hard for him to fall asleep and because he’s very bored alone.

When Maki says that Yuuta is trying too hard to pull you away from strangers, you assure that he is just very protective — doesn’t he do the same with her during dangers?

(you ignore the words that he always does this to you.)

He’s just restless and nervous, preferring to stand behind your back and seek protection from you — it’s cute. Maybe sometimes it’s unnecessary, but it’s not something they should worry about (even when the usually calm Toge nervously tries to convey something to you, and you are sure that this is not another prank) — Yuuta has nothing bad on his mind, he tries to be helpful and nice, he’s just afraid, it’s hard for him to express himself correctly…

… and you don’t know how you manage to convince others of this.

The number of photos has long passed over a thousand, starting from his sparkling eyes when looking at snowflakes, his contented smile from eating a warm bun, his rosy cheeks from a long workout, his thoughtful gaze out the window, his searching for figures from clouds in the sky, his nervous grip of a katana in hand, his cute face while sleeping in the your bed — and ending with his tight hugging to your chest, dozing on your lap, wrapping around your blanket, loving glances at you when you «don’t notice» it, gently stroking the keyring during moments of thoughtfulness (the second part of which is stored with you) and a frightened look when he loses sight of you in the crowd.

It would take you more than a few hours to review each of them.

(Maybe you couldn’t share all of his traits, but you definitely understood some of them.)

ৎ୭ Yuuta does not get easier with time; rather, he refuses to try to be hiding and quiet, ceasing to hide his sides and thoughts, like straightforward words that he is ready to stab anyone who will look at you, no longer trying to be «empathic and more reasonable» when it comes to you in large part because of your apparent indulgence in expressing his desires and feelings — being a little more selfish and attention-hungry was becoming to him. Not expecting anything good from the world does not make the situation safer (as well as him) — but you do not push him away when he presses against you again, sticking to your hip, taking your hand with his trembling, restoring energy after the mission and scaring away all unwanted persons from you. Even if Yuuta has become taller and bigger, he still fits perfectly on your lap, like a little pet puppy wrapping his arms around your neck in a blind desire for intimacy and protection, although now he can protect himself from anyone.

Some habits never disappear.

However, now Yuuta asks you to capture him on camera or asks if you want to take a picture, and if he is away from you, then you know that you can count on a large number of his photos, because you are the only incentive for him to take pictures of himself. Daily video communication and photo sharing becomes part of the routine if you can’t spend time with each other physically, although Yuuta is clearly much more dependent on these rituals of keeping in touch, looking forward to the set time to spend some time with you, and constantly checking the phone waiting for your answer.

… So there is nothing surprising when he does not come out for a week, locked up with you in a common little world. Just a little space alone, without others, only he and you — sorcerers are paid enough so that you can afford such moments whenever you reconnect after (any) separation. In the end, even if he became the 'second anomaly of modernity’ and acquired this dead-fish look, he remained the same moé — nervous, sweet-hearted and loving to sit on your lap, allowing you to take more and more pictures of his charming face.

Yuuta’s hands tremble when he undresses you, touching bare, warm skin with sweaty palms, licking lips whenever he feels the movement of your chest under his hand, fidgeting uncertainly on your hips to arouse, but rather — feeling very stupid and pathetic and completely unsexy. You probably felt the same way, — Yuuta doesn’t have the courage to look at your definitely disappointed face, — but even when he tries to move more actively, caressing you, it feels unsatisfactory. You breathe softly, as if afraid to scare him off; Yuuta tries to convince himself that you are thinking about him, and have not closed your eyes at all and hope to endure these awkward foreplay and probably not-so-pleasant friction, — but such thoughts do not stay in his head so willingly, giving way to uncertainty and anxiety, even when your hands soothingly stroke his thighs.

Does he, does he even look sexually arousing? Do you like the pose? Or would you rather undress him while he’s lying quietly? He didn’t want to look indifferent, but what if that’s what you prefer? Shouldn’t he have clarified that earlier? Are you at all comfortable being undressed, or do you prefer to be dressed? Is everything going well? Should he stop and ask all this, or will it spoil the mood?

Or is there nothing left to spoil after all he’s done?

“…Yuuta.”

“O– oh!.. Yes? Is, is something wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Should I move over? Would you prefer otherwi–”

Click.

“You look cute when you’re worried… But you don’t have to worry so much.”

We can always try again.

... Yuuta is hot, like an oven, which contrasts with his usual cold skin — but for some reason you feel the heat not only from his body. This is supposed to be his first time, right?

When he timidly climbs on top of you, squeezing his hips to give you more pleasure, looking with big puppy eyes, looking for your approval and desire, for some reason you just want more — and the only thing he can do is give you even more.

ৎ୭ Yuuta can’t stop blushing and breathing every other time during the «first time», even if it’s already your twentieth «first time» — he still can’t stop timidly stroking your shoulders during kisses, and looking with huge puppy eyes, as if he’s about to cry from an overabundance of feelings, causing you want to hug him and comfort him; but when you stroke his hair while he takes your cock deep, stretching his hot throat until he buries nose in your pubic hair, looking at you with wet shiny eyes from the bottom up, faithfully waiting for your reaction — you can’t say that it’s not hot.

Yuuta has a weak gag reflex; you know that no matter how deep you force him to take, he will do it without difficulty or complaint, but the thought that he keeps going, even when it is difficult for him, blindly entrusting himself to the fanatical idea of pleasing you to the detriment of himself — when you fill his mouth, Yuuta almost he purrs, not taking his adoring eyes off you until his throat is empty, moving away only to show you that he swallowed everything. The subsequent licking is more of a reward for him than for you, in fact.

Because your reward is stored by the thousands in an album full of Yuuta taking you anywhere at the first request, kneeling down and nervously taking off the interfering clothes, or gently kissing the head before starting, or starting to take while you hold hand on his hair, encouraging him to continue — or encouraging him with «what a good pet he is» when Yuuta opens his mouth, full of cum, posing for the camera.

“If I need to relieve stress when you’re not around” — Yuuta doesn’t really need an explanation of your actions, but nods, letting you know that he understands everything and accepts everything, although the mention of a possible temporary separation unpleasantly cuts the heart. When you push your finger into his mouth, gently opening it, encouraging him to take into mouth, saying that before «separation» you take care of him and his cute mouth, so eager to be occupied and filled with you, if his oral fixation is so strong, Yuuta only sucks your finger, murmuring inarticulately satisfied in response, being too focused.

(And a clear approval when you ask him for a little show, even knowing that Yuuta can easily swallow everything you give him and prefer to take you inside. Cum play may not be something that fascinates him, but he can’t give up posing for you, no matter how — the role of the model turns him on quite a lot, especially when he thinks about how you will use these photos.)

ৎ୭ On the other hand, stretching him in an attempt to take your dick is much more difficult — even if Yuuta can easily make you fill his throat with almost one movement, enjoying your reaction without discomfort for himself, he is not a size king at all, and the first times you need a lot of effort to go further, making him almost suffocate when you pump him up. Not that he was ready even then to stop and give up, firmly clasping your hips with his legs and trying to relax, whining from need, kissing your face and neck to calm and cheer while you push deeper.

If you are not a big size, everything goes easier, — although his stomach still bulges every time he takes your cock, making him drool from stimulation and awareness of his position in front of you, almost cumming when you capture what is happening on camera, leaving evidence of how desperately lustful he can be, taking something so huge because of his sexual preoccupation, — since Yuuta is naturally much better at handling non-big ones and is better at training, over time not needing such a huge amount of lubrication and patience to get inside. And although the subsequent availability makes him much more eager to straddle you or be pressed down (or squeezed into a mating press), you are not so you can complain, knowing that it was you who made him so sexually addicted to it.

If you are more on the big side, then Yuuta needs time — a lot. It’s not surprising when you move on to CNC and when he doesn’t become even more masochistic than Yuuta already is, enjoying the painful sensations and playing that you force him accept you regardless of his desire, fucking him even when his body going crazy, too overexcited and overwhelmed to react; when his stomach stretches, safely adjusting to your dick, but his muscles squeeze tightly — only to become much more pliable when you dissatisfied spank him, just to understand that he is excited by this. By the time he can fully take your dick for the first time, you, to your disappointment or satisfaction, leave a lot of marks, bites and bruises on his body, making him tremble excitedly when you hover over him, casually preparing for new thrusts, forcing him to whine from the already familiar fullness — to realize with amazement that Yuuta is completely took you; squeezing tightly, begging you to be gentle with him and not harm him, he will do anything, — but stops when he understands what happened, feeling a hot pulsation inside and realizing that he is firmly pressed against you.

… Through, he looks cute when shows a peace sign while your dick makes a bulge in his stomach, — and delightfully squeezes when he hears a click, meaning that a new photo has been added to your album.

It would be such a shame if anyone found out that Yuuta Okkotsu loves when his partner fucks him into unconsciousness and gets a wave of orgasms from the fact that his stomach is filled with a huge amount of cum.

(Or when Yuuta has to hold it inside, feeling so full, so filthy, with his nose buried in the pillow, but can’t finish until you take a satisfactory number of photos of his condition and face, making him to spread hips a little wider to capture how much you filled him; or when he fucks himself with fingers, slightly stretching, allowing the seed to flow out over his fingers and thighs, so that you can take more piquant pictures of his condition, cooing about how good and diligent he is for you.)

ৎ୭ Yuuta starts with a low-moderate level of sex drive and ends up having daily sex anywhere every few hours, not wanting to be alone even at night — even when you are separated by kilometers — and also not allowing you to (although somewhat nervously possessive reacting to other people’s flirting with you, trying to gently keep them away from you, and becoming very adept at it by the second year). His attraction increases dramatically when you are around and also drops sharply when you are not around, although the desire itself does not disappear, which is why Yuuta can walk for weeks very tired and unhealthy due to the discrepancy between actions and needs, experiencing great difficulties with expressing sexual desires when you are not around.

Even if you send him your photos or exchange dirty messages during sexting, Yuuta can’t bring himself to masturbate, even realizing that for his body, accustomed to constant stimulation, it’s not very good — and sublimation doesn’t help much when he feels guilty, knowing that you, having found out about it, probably wouldn’t be satisfied. But Yuuta just can’t do it on his own — and looking at how you try to interact sexually with him from a distance, this guilt only becomes stronger.

(Although, when you find out about it or realize it, seeing his unhealthy state and putting the puzzle in his head, Yuuta ends up several times during the night, hearing your voice ordering him here and there.)

But when he is next to you again after a long sexual and touching hunger, you spend days hugging and breeding him, holding his hand and filling him until his cheeks become rosy again from warming up — and until Yuuta warms you in response, allowing you to stretch him, push inside and have fun with him even when he sleeps. Making him to cum during sleep, whispering how well he takes you and that he is the prettiest slut you could only dream of, you could fuck him to unconsciousness, knowing that he would only be glad of such treatment — and blush when he sees new photos of his ruddy face from overexcitation, sleeping peacefully even when you hold him tightly by his wet, precum-soaked thigh, preventing him from squeezing and forcing him to cum again in front of the camera.

This works both ways, however: when you wake up from an orgasm at night, feeling someone diligently licking you, you know for sure that this is not a «very realistic dream», but Yuuta, kissing your hips in love and purring that you look too good and delicious, tucking a strand of hair behind the ear before continuing to caress you, licking everything he can reach.

The subsequent straddling until your cock is deep inside, tightly squeezed by his too tense body, which is enough for him to cum again, not yet fully recovered from orgasm during throat fucking, you perceive as something natural — although after Yuuta became more skillful with cursed energy and physically trained, this is usually forced you have to give up sleep for a while and making out with him, squeezing his narrow hips while he rides you, until he is satisfied or loses consciousness from hyperstimulation and overwhelmed by sensations (which happened especially often at first), snuggling up to you.

It can sometimes be a little exhausting, especially when you’ve had a busy day and have to deal with his dissatisfaction as well, but the Yuuta always find the most comfortable way for you to solve all the problems — and you’d be lying if you said that Yuuta, riding your thigh with his tongue sticking out, doesn’t look amazingly photogenic.

ৎ୭ Yuuta can be a little, just a little, too obsessive when it comes to you — every part of you. Praise your body from the bottom up and from the top down, make sure you are always comfortable, watch your happy face, snuggle up to you while you rest, kiss until you get tired, no matter if you are in bed, in class behind friends or on a mission, finding a relatively secluded corner to take care of his need to snuggle to you and get his well-deserved kisses — Yuuta always strives to use his mouth, sensitive enough that even the usual sliding of his lips on your skin feels nice, feeling the rhythm of your heart.

Blowjob is not something energy-consuming for you — after all, Yuuta is happy to do anything for you, and if he wants to please you and is so needy for any stimulation of his mouth, you are always happy to encourage such behavior. He’s not very skilled at first, even if he doesn’t have any difficulties to take you — maybe sometimes he uses his teeth or doesn’t know how to touch you better, but he’s very diligent and hardworking, and it’s easy to work with him as long as you tell him exactly how you want to feel his mouth on your dick. It’s nice when his lips slide over the shaft, feeling the pulsation, knowing that it was he who made you feel like this — or when his hot mouth wraps around the head, gently stroking before pushing deeper.

... Yuuta becomes not that «obsessive» of your dick, but more… worshipful, being carried away by any opportunity to touch you, — even not sexually, — wanting to constantly feel your cock close to the skin and stimulate it, being fascinated by the reaction and the view, faintly realizing that at some point it becomes too obvious — until you directly confront him, rather teasingly ordering to worship your dick out loud if he wants to continue, and reacting almost without surprise when he actually kneels down to do it.

Not that you can deny that it’s your fault when Yuuta unequivocally shows interest even in a non-sexual setting, allowing you to grab his slutty thin waist to hold him closer, giving him a better feel for you, rubbing, making him blush and almost purr, feeling you so close to the body, but inaccessible, not enough, — almost dragging you along when it turns out to find some free time to leave a few kisses and warm you up.

Even if his body is rather cold, not very willing to heat up except in cases of illness, he is much hotter inside.

(When he shows you your photo taken while making love in one of the alleys after the mission, you call it «professional deformation» and «I’ll figure out what to do with your hands next time».)

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darlingpwease · 2 years ago

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hi honey <3

to be honest, I have already started to accustom myself to that dark!Yuute that the fandom loves, because there is something hotter when he runs after / hunts you only to end up under you when you ride him or fuck him until he cries from too much stimulation, being firmly pressed to the ground to such an extent that then there will be bruises-prints of your hands.

I'm getting used to abrupt changes of roles. you know, like those works where the reader dominates only to then turn out to be submissive, just the opposite <3 no domination, his maximum is to be possessive and be afraid that you will abandon him because he was not enough for you.

Yuuta looks like the type who would never harm you or force you to do anything, looking with huge sad puppy dog eyes, but he is always there when you are there — more in the pattern of "the perfect best friend who always supports you" than the disgusting creep that he feels like even when he really accidentally meets you.

Perhaps he is overly sensitive when someone shows romantic interest in you or when you go to get closer to others, but he has always been so anxious and gentle, so worried even about little things — such a cute kitten. It's natural that you want to protect him. It's natural that, when you see people who are trying to pester him, something breaks in you, looking at your Yuuta hiding in a corner from overwhelming attention and suffocating anxiety.

Yuuta, however, likes it. Your attention? Your concern? Your aggression, even if passive? Your movement, pulling him out of the environment from the corner, hiding him behind you in a more than possessive manner?

'We'? 'Our'? 'Your Yuuta'? 'You'?

He couldn't be happier.

Yes, absolutely a fan for voluntary soft isolation <333 of course, you can always leave, but why? Don't you want to be always by his side? Don't you love him? Don't you want to spend your whole life with him and maybe the rest of eternity or the next lives? Even if you start out as an absolutely healthy and understanding person, there is something in him that makes you start to show more disturbing obsessiveness and breaking of previous foundations.

'Are you all right?' Absolutely not by the time you start wearing some paired things (bracelet, keychain, etc.). You either can't stand the first dance or get married — no escapes after the third just to avoid something serious <3 you will match him the more the longer you stay around, feeling his touch and timid requests not to leave him and not to play with him and then throw <33

you know, the collar, only at the ends they are the same, and it is possible to pull it in both directions — even if you do it most often, making him to willingly follow each pull </3

Fortunately, you don't wear a collar — otherwise he definitely wouldn't be able to leave the same marks on your neck as on his, red and sensitive from how long you bit and kissed it. Yuuta's bites are very weak and careful not to tear the skin, but when he grabs your skin, lingering, listening to your breathing and heartbeat to let go, leaving a red trail — you briefly think that you will have to hide them after. But he clings to you so charmingly, freezing, allowing the mark to appear itself, that you cannot push him away, as if he is not just biting you, but opening something vulnerable and fragile that you should not touch with your hands so as not to break.

Or when Yuuta thoughtlessly scratches you and digs his nails into you so that you watch the bloody lines in the morning — even if you leave the same ones in revenge, it does not help you in trying to hide them all and not look strange, especially if they shine through your clothes. Why do you look like you've been scratched by a pack of cats?

"Just fighting a huge clawed wild animal" doesn't sound very convincing.

... However, no one looks at you for too long, guessing that you have a partner and your relationship with them is probably more than happy. It's not that you're not satisfied with it, — but you can't help but wonder if he's doing it on purpose.

Even when you have to start taking care of bites and marks on your face, getting too carried away and letting him kiss and bite your cheeks and jaw during a moment of passion, just not feeling painful sensations in the evening or at night, — but looking discontentedly at the peacefully sleeping Yuuta in the morning, even if his body is decorated no less than yours, as if you don't just making love, but trying to break and bite him until Yuuta turns completely red and yours.

Even he it is already yours — completely and to the end. It just doesn't seem enough. It's like there's something in him that you want to take for yourself, but you can't — and you can't calm down by stopping torturing his body until he comes five times in a round, not even being able to whine your name, shaking from any touch to his skin <333

good morning.

cw unhealthy behaviour / yandere, biting g.

darling!yuuta, who is the sweetest, innocent and oblivious person you have ever met, and you are not exactly planning to start a relationship with someone, but he so carefully climbs into your life and remains such a necessary element in it that you cannot allow someone else to have him — your disturbing weak yuuta, coping hard with stress and trying to find meaning for his life, becomes someone else's lover?

how can you entrust it to someone else, knowing how fragile it is? how can you know that no one will hurt him, take advantage of him, force him to do anything?

only you know how to treat him, only with you he can behave like that, only to you he should be so attached,

only to you he can look like that.

yandere!yuuta, who has no attraction to anyone or desire to be together. he is told that sooner or later he will meet his darling, but he does not believe too much — rika was the only one who was close to him, and even then it was not that, leaving only the understanding that he would never meet his spouse.

some never meet them. why should it be different in his case? after all, for someone like him, having a partner would be too much of a reward that he would never be able to earn in any life.

it is only his fault that he brings only problems; it is only his fault that he can only hide at the walls, being constantly forced to resist. he doesn't want to. he's not like that. he won't. neither fight, nor cling, nor try to prove something.

... you look like the most breath-taking and admiring person in his life — and he's not sure it's about your appearance. it's just that something about you makes him watch you from around the corner, not daring to come closer. you do it yourself.

and, apparently, you consider him a "darling," — the one yuuta himself should be looking for, — protecting him from dangers, encouraging him to walk around and not trusting other people. he doesn't mind, — not that anyone would consider him as a 'potential partner,' — your concern and courtship are... pleasant. maybe too protective or obsessive for someone, but definitely not for him.

maybe too "wrong" for the darlings, unable to connect at the same level and understand why you are doing this, but not for him; even when you squeeze him tightly, imperiously telling not to look at anyone but you and not think about anyone else — not that yuuta was going to do that, but to see you, losing control over such a thing, is exciting. is he as important to you as you are to him? are you also angry and jealous when you see him next to others?

do you also want to make sure that everyone knows he is yours?

when you pull his hair to leave a bite on his neck, yuuta doesn't really feel pain.

#.spicy♡#✉.yuuta okkotsu #🧸.yandere au #🧸.unhealthy #🧸.rough sex

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