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melliemell · 15 days ago

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Pairing: Jouno x reader

Contents: SFWish, interrogator jouno, reader has a mind control ability, improper use of tea, CW for noncon and dubcon elements but nothing too major, he's an ass and there are consequences duh, Approx 2.8k

The problem with having an unconventional ability–

–is that it rarely goes as you planned, yes, but boy does it do good for entertainment.

“My, you seem to be in good spirits today.” Jouno sipped from his teacup leisurely before resting it back down on the saucer. The audible clink of porcelain rang in the small room like a ripple. You swallowed the sound up as your heart thumped fast suddenly. Your eyes bore into where it rested in his hands.

Tea. He brought tea.

“Such a shame to waste it all up in here, wouldn’t you agree?” he said. Jouno smiled at you then, lips pulled in a pleasant, almost friendly expression. And entirely fake.

He was tormenting you and enjoying it, yet he had no idea what he’d just done. None at all. You could fall into hysterical laughter then and there just by the thought of it. The…

The opportunity.

Hopefully… soon. Yes, soon.

The hunting dog came here from time to time. Trotting in, chair in toll and all. But it was hard to draw an exact pattern. The small white room you’ve been confined to seemed suspended in time and devoid of all life. Except you– its sole occupant for, hmm, days? Definitely days, but how many weeks? You had to give it to them; their tactics of extracting information were very creative, in an unpleasant, cruel type of way. Your eyebags were proof enough of it.

Maybe they were hoping the isolation would bring about your betrayal of the Agency. Sooner or later you’d give in and beg for freedom. It was a close call, you couldn’t deny it. It was taking its toll on you, and that’s why… it had to work. Now. If not now…

“Can’t I enjoy your company without your jabs?” you said, forcing a calm demeanour. “We both know you won’t be letting me out anytime soon.”

“Quite observant, aren’t you?” Jouno said, voice pleased. “I see you’ve had some time to ponder.”

You held your tongue. The first time Jouno came here, all smugness and not a filter to his mouth your fist flew right through his face, the small white particles dispersing before they rearranged into his twisted grin. You could barely stand him then. Now he was merely a pest. An entertaining one, yes, but still unpleasant.

You really didn’t like him.

“All I can do here is that, thanks to your wrongful accusations,” you said evenly.

Jouno laughed, light and completely devoid of merit. “Your loyalty is admirable, I’ll give you that. Actually I’m impressed by it.” He leaned in. Even with his eyes closed you felt him bore into your soul. “I’ve always upheld the belief in equal devotion. And yet here you are, completely forgotten by the ones you’d give all for. Left to rot away. A shame.”

You couldn’t deny it, Jouno was really good at jabbing right where it hurt. Yet his visits were the only form of stimuli you got in here. He might be the only thing keeping you from completely losing it, yet he never failed to struck at your nerves, playing you like a fiddle each and every time.

You held your ground, you did. As hard as it was. But this time, he needed to feel like he was winning if he were to trust you enough for your plan. Or fall for it.

You looked down, keeping still.

“What’s the matter?” Jouno probed, the bastard enjoying this. “I apologise for my frankness, but I can only offer the truth.”

“Shut it,” you said quietly, voice honeyed with self-doubt to the fucking moon.

Jouno only hummed, raising his cup for another sip.

Your eyes followed the entire movement; from his firm grip over the handle to the way his throat bobbed when he swallowed. Forcing your body to react as strongly as it could brought a strain, but it was worth it. Jouno might be blind but he relied on his other senses to read his opponents. Every detail counted.

He had to pick up your signs. You were going to force him.

You saw his lashes flutter, head cocked to the side as though observing you. You held your breath.

Finally… “In that case,” Jouno said, straightening up with a lazy stretch. “I’m sorry to hear that. I was looking forward to our little chats but since you wish me gone–”

Your heart dropped, panic engulfing you. “No,” you said before you could stop. “Please don’t go.”

Damn it.

“Oh?” Jouno swirled the tea around in his cup. That smile was back in place, spreading wider by the second. “You change your mind so quick lately; this place really has a bad effect on you.”

You bit back your reply. It’s what he wanted, after all. You could do better than that.

“Well you should up your game on the decor, it’s depressing just looking at it.” You hesitated, before, “Food too. Is only white rice the best you could do? Talk about a small budget.”

Jouno considered you, remaining quiet for a few seconds too long to your liking. Maybe it was more a game of chance, all this. Who knew what the other was thinking?

“Do you expect me to feel sorry for you?” Jouno asked, head tilted. “How delusional.”

��From you?” You laughed, voice hollow. “No, I know there’s no point in that.”

“So we’ve learned quite a bit about each other, it seems. How educational.” Jouno tapped against his cup, humming. “And boring.”

“I’m sorry to disappoint.”

“You should be, yes. I have no interest in you personally. And your quietness has been disappointing, ” Jouno said, sighing. “What a waste of good time it’s been. Anyway, we’ve been dealing with your little friends of late. Not much need of you now then, I'm afraid.”

Your body froze, heart seizing as worry engulfed you. “Dealing how?”

“No one can escape judgment.” Jouno ignored you, hand swirling his tea in his cup. “Sooner or later. Just as you now, and seeing as you won’t be needed I believe this will be our last little chat.”

He waited for your answer, relaxed as ever.

You could only laugh heartlessly at this. He could be playing you for all you knew. But a small tug at the back of your mind screamed.

Last chance, your ass. He’d be back. He will be. But when? How long until next time?

How long until you can help your people?

Act now and regret it later sounded so much sweeter now.

“Thrown away like a stray, huh,” you finally said.

“Oh, don’t worry.” Jouno’s lips curved. “You’ll be safe and sound– right here.”

You looked up at the ceiling, gut twisting. You certainly looked the part of a depressed person. “Can I get at least a small mercy? Or am I too lucky to have you as my guarding dog?”

“Of course you may ask,” Jouno said. “I’d be happy to hear your sorrows and provide no absolvement for them.”

You looked at him then. To this stupid man and his stupid smug face who would rather spend hours enjoying your torment than do his job. Upholding the law sounded like bullshit coming from him. What law? He could hardly discern being played with by his real enemies, how could you ever trust him to uphold the law?

If he so liked being deceived then let him be your guest.

Let him.

“That tea,” you began quietly, wetting your lips. “May I have of it? Please,” you added, looking anywhere but at Jouno.

There. You sounded pathetic enough. Hopefully desperate too. But it wasn’t for you to decide.

You waited.

“Is that so?” Jouno trailed a finger over the cup’s rim.

“You can just say no,” you said, forcing the words out. “No need to be an ass.”

Jouno tapped the handle, head rising up. “Maybe. Or maybe I’m considering.”

“You are?”

“I really don’t like people like you, you know,” Jouno said. “Trying to squeeze by unscratched, believing yourself to be above the rest. You run and run, and then you get caught because that’s how it is. Yet the shock is still there. It’s not hard to connect the dots; you reap what you sow.”

Ah. He was going on his favourite little rant again. Not good. “So you’ve said.”

“Then you know what my answer is.”

Your eyes narrowed. “I see.”

You had a guess; not a pleasant one. You wouldn’t be getting anything unless you gave back in return. The golden rule. Like you hadn’t already said the truth. All the rest was details they were sure to use in fucking up even further. But…

There was a gamble in this. One that wasn’t of much use, but it would surely be worth at least a damned cup of tea.

You didn’t even need to drink the whole thing, really, you just needed your lips to touch it. Only that. Transferring saliva was a tricky thing, but if done unnoticed, Jouno’d be at your mercy.

“I could…” you began, eyes boring into Jouno’s face. “I could tell you of my ability, then.”

“My my,” Jouno whistled. “You must despise rice that much.”

Your nose flared. Food felt more like a chore here, the necessity of it the only driving force behind you eating it. Some days even chewing was hard; forcing your weak body to rise from bed only to swallow a spoon of cardboard rice was too much before you huddled back onto your small bed.

Pathetic.

But not eating meant death.

“It’s what I offer,” you said, forcing your voice to be stern.

“Hmm, tempting. Yours and your allies’ as well.”

“No. Only mine.”

“Then I’m afraid I’ll decline,” Jouno said.

Damn him. Like hell you were going to say all that.

“That tea must have gold leaves in it if you want so much,” you said.

“It’s not what’s inside, it’s how much you want it.” Jouno smiled.

Damn him. You were getting impatient. “My ability and how to deactivate it. Nothing more.”

Jouno peaked. “Deactivate?” You didn’t like the look on his face. “So it’s effect-based.”

“Why, if you want to know more– you know how,” you said, voice sweet.

Talking to him always sent you back and forth. It’s no wonder they chose Jouno as your interrogator; he was truly marvellous at crawling under your skin. Types like his were better to deal with first lest they cause more problems.

“Fine,” Jouno finally said, your eyes widening at the sudden change. “You have yourself a deal.”

The moment your hands touched the porcelain, Jouno stretching it out to you, your mind blanked. The water was dark, maybe black tea? it smelled nice but you were never good with smells. A deep scent that engulfed your senses as your stomach growled just from the proximity.

This… you’ve– damnit. You could almost cry. Such a small thing and they’ve managed to get you to a point where a stupid cup of tea could almost bring you to a meltdown. You tried to push away the memories of your warm bed, the curtains flapping to a distant breeze as light seeped in. Daylight.

Not the hospital white they had here.

But it didn’t matter. Not when you knew Jouno’s whole attention was directed to you.

You brought the cup to your lips, your movements slow.

You’ve… never done this before. The idea of it so absurd you began to now doubt its success. And yet, you licked your lips; try as best you could to transfer part of your saliva into the liquid. Just a drop; no need for more.

Any liquid from your body should do the trick. Blood was ideal, yes, but it’s not like you could shove a bloodied palm in Jouno’s face and say ‘drink’. He’d probably have an opinion on the matter.

No, no– this was best. The only option. As far-fetched as it was…

You knew mind control abilities were as powerful as they were rare. But only if the right conditions were met. Yours just happened to be on the peculiar side.

So long as your target ingested it… Not that you knew how exactly you’d make Jouno. The best guess was if he’d drink from the tea after you. But–

You drank a few gulps, barely stopping yourself from more. It wasn’t part of the plan.

“Well?” Jouno asked.

You swallowed, the segments of an idea forming. You looked down at the tea, your heart racing with the possibility. Jouno’s brows furrowed.

“Yeah,” you said absently. You stretched your hand. A starving prisoner would goble the entire thing; not just sip like a dainty lady and then give it back obediently. You knew that.

And most importantly– Jouno did too.

There wasn’t time to self-doubt. He wouldn’t drink from it. Not when he expected your answer. No, the tea was nice, warm. It left a pleasant tingle inside your mouth; one you let engulf your senses as you gripped the handle harder, pulling back just enough to set the momentum of throwing the hot water against Jouno’s face.

It was rather comical. Jouno sitting before you, face straight as his hand went to the sword at his waist– only to have your wrist flick tea at his face a second later, the droplets falling down his perturbed face as you both sat still in silence.

“Oh, sorry,” you said, blinking at him. “My bad.”

A swishing sound and you found the end of a sharp blade pressing into your neck with Jouno standing over you.

He… looked angry. About eighty percent angry, maybe. Hopefully. The tea trailed down the curve of his cheeks, nose… the cupid bow of his lips. A few fell onto your thighs, staining your pants dark.

“I see you’re finding ways to amuse yourself. How is that turning out for you?” Jouno said, the blade pressing into your skin.

You winced, head tilting. You focused on a drop trickling down Jouno’s cheek, only to stop at the end of his lips. You smiled. “Pretty good.”

“Amusement time’s over then. We’ll see how lucky you’d…”

Jouno’s words felt distant, your focus entirely drawn to the sensation in your body. The ever-recognisable tingle of your ability on the crisp of activation. The pull was barely there, you doubted it would hold for much of anything, so you had to make do with what you had until now.

You imagined your hands reaching out and clasping at a string. And you pulled.

“Jouno,” you said, cutting him mid-sentence. “Don’t move.”

A cool wave washed over you as Jouno had but a second to scoff indignantly before his body seized up, muscles locked in position as his face relaxed into the all too familiar expression of blank obedience.

You stood up quickly, nearly toppling as your sight turned black. But it didn’t matter. Your hands found purchase in Jouno’s triceps as you pulled him in, smashing your lips against his.

The tea was barely enough for one command. And you were just getting started.

You reached up, hand clasping Jouno’s jaw as you forced his lips open. He tasted of coffee, not at all what you expected as your tongue moved against his. You didn’t know how long you had to do this, it’s not like there was a manual on ability use. But you held him in place, your worry spiking until you could sense the strings wrapping around Jouno, your ability building up in strength by the second.

“Relax,” you whispered against Jouno’s lips, the command forcing you to tighten your grip around him as he staggered against your body. “Not that much, fuck!” you said, scrambling to keep you both up. The sword slipped down with a loud cling.

Okay, this was… good. Manageable. Could have been worse. You pulled at the strings, feeling him being engulfed by them entirely.

You drew back to look at Jouno’s face. The annoyed pull at his muscles was gone, his expression bordering on serenity that barely suited him. For all his cruelty, you didn’t feel like throwing the same back at him. Your thumb trailed down his cheek, caressing curiously. He could almost be pretty if those smiles had any real emotion behind him.

It’s a shame people like him existed. Kindness was foreign to him, all the more reasons to not feel bad for doing this.

“Jouno,” you began, drawing his attention to your words. “Get me out of here. Discreetly, please,” you added.

Jouno straightened up, picking up his sword. Within seconds you were in a long hallway, your steps echoing into the vast emptiness beyond.

Your entire body tingled with excitement. Hope. The place you were in could have been at the other end of the world for all you knew, but as long as you held Jouno under your ability– yeah, you’ll be okay.

You thought you’d feel bad about it, at least a bit. But the emotion wasn’t there and it didn’t come the longer you moved, your steps steady behind Jouno’s the entire time.

You began to smile. If luck would have it, you might end up bringing a hunting dog to the agency yourself. You doubted Jouno would mind.

Not anytime soon at least.

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and now I crave jouno hate sex, love it when that happens

thanks for reading!

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd fanfic #bungou stray dogs #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #jouno saigiku #bsd jouno #jouno x reader #jouno x you #jono saigiku #hunting dogs bsd

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angelicutz · 27 days ago

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How to scare THOSE bsd/genshin fans (tutorial) part 1

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ilovechuuy4 · 6 months ago

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˚ೀ⋆｡˚ I Have an Excellent Father, His Strength is Making Me Stronger!

BSD boy/girl dad HCS/reasoning

Warnings; girl dad I GUESS. (Why are y'all so upset with bsd girl dad's.

A/N: UGH THEY MAKE ME SICK IN A GOOD WAY ANYWAYS!! Do enjoy! Just a drabble before dazais bday post!!!

ADAˏˋ°•*⁀➷

N. Atsushi - Boy dad - It's not that he isn't a girl dad it's just he def is rough-housing, he would still play dress up etc if he was a girl dad but boy dad seems more accurate.

D. Kunikida - Girl dad - If he was a boy dad I fear he'd be so hard on the poor boy. Not saying Doppo won't be hard on his daughter but he'd def have a softer side.

O. Dazai - Girl dad ALL THE WAY - He's going to play dress up with her, tea parties, daddy-daughter dates etc etc he loves it all (also just don't think he can handle a little boy running around.)

Y. Fukuzawa - Girl AND Boy dad - Take that he hypothetically raised Yosano AND Ranpo just proves he's a big boy and girl dad, taking them out and having fun with them anywhere they'd like.

PORT MAFIAˏˋ°•*⁀➷

N. Chuuya - Girl dad - Daddy-Daughter dates, take your kid to work, daddy-daighter dances etc etc. Even though he's busy with his work he still want a to put time and effort to have fun with his kid.

P. Verlaine - Girl dad - He would let his kid basically play dress up with him. He'd let his kid put plastic tiaras and princess dressed on him. Let his daughter braid his hair and try to put those fake plastic highheels on that refuse to fit but his daughter would still try to make it work anyways.

R. Akutugawa - Boy dad - Making little monster trucks out of Rashomon so they can have little truck battles. Making little fits out of Rashomon too.

S. Oda - Both, leaning boy - Let's be serious, dazai and oda were father and son. Oda would be such a good dad. When it comes to being a boy dad he's gonna help his son with everything like when he hits puberty and doesn't now how to shave facial hair he'll help. When it comes to his daughter he's going to try understanding minstruals and any drama she's having.

S. Ango (former) - Girl dad - He definitely reads his kids bedtime stories regardless if they ask or not. He also let's them pull at his glasses just as long as they don't break them.

THE GUILDˏˋ°•*⁀➷

F. S. Fitzgerald - Girl dad - It's canon, literally. But he's definitely spoiling his daughter, toys, candy etc etc spoiling her to death (metaphorically)

E. A. Poe - Both leaning boy dad - He def wouldn't know how to give much attention to his child since he's all too focused on his novels.

H. P. Lovecraft - Girl dad - I feel like he wouldn't want kids take he might be scared they would be scared of him cause of his tentacles but if he would have had one, it would be a girl. They would def braid each other's hair.

J. Steinback - Both, leaning boy dad - I just couldn't see him being a girl dad though if he had a diaghter he would treat her just the same as if he had a son.

M. Twain - Both, leaning boy dad - I feel like Twain wouldn't care all too much but I feel like he'd enjoy teaching his son how the sniper works when his son gets older (not me saying girls can't learn how guns work)

DOAˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Bram S. - Girl dad - Hes definitely very protective over his daughter (like how he was protective over Aya) He's definitely giving a Vlad and Mavis (Hotel Transylvania) relationship, he'd do anything to make sure his daughter is happy.

Fyodor D. - Girl dad - He doesn't purposely neglect he child but take he's a terroist and literally on the run he tries his best but when he's not home he definitely sends Nikolai over to go give his daughter attention and love.

Sigma - Girl dad - If he had to choose, he'd be a girl dad. Not saying he wouldn't be a good dad, he'd be amazing but he wouldn't know how to deal with the drama or menstruals for the very first time but he'd definitely understand as time goes by.

Nikolai G. - Girl dad - ALL. THE. WAY. GIRL DAD NIKOLAI CANON. He'd let his daughter do his makeup for dress up or just for his clown outfit. No matter how messy it was he'd wear it out if she wanted him to (to carnivals, circuses, fairs etc.) Also hair braiding and tea party's are a big thing with Nikolai and his kid.

HUNTING DOGSˏˋ°•*⁀➷

S. Jōnō - Girl dad - It may sound ridiculous but they are playing hide and seek but the only way that Jōnō was always able to find her was his daughters soft giggles through the house where she was hiding, he's a really good dad.

S. Tetchō - Girl dad - He'd teach his daughter how his ability works, a smile would almost always appear when he heard her laugh and cheer as he demonstrated.

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sharkzpen · 2 months ago

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A doodle of Jono

#Jono Saigiku #Jono Bsd #BSD #bsd fanart #bungou stray dogs

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formaldissonance · 4 months ago

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Autumn.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #hunting dogs #jouno saigiku #saigiku jōno #bsd jouno #jouno x tecchou #jono saigiku #bsd tecchou #tecchou suehiro #tetchō suehiro #saihiro #bsd hunting dogs #suegiku

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makurit · 2 months ago

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wyd when your man’s criminal smoking habit carried into his current job and he wont stop so you try and convince him but his ass doesn’t listen and throws you over his shoulder

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yuugen-benni · 11 months ago

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''The little things matter''

The little things are usually not noticed or even not understood, that's why they are special.

A polaroid camera. Ango always has an old camera nearby and in all the photos you are, gracefully engraved in that paper like a memory - something that since his birth he can never escape but escape from the memories he spent with the love of his life? No way. Taking photos means keeping memories, sensations, feelings, and for him that's literally it.

The ring as a pendant on his necklace. For a man like Fukuzawa who values traditions, the wedding ring is one of them, keeping it on his finger without fear, without regret, but there is only one situation in which he forces himself to take it off - when he draws his katana. There, blood symbolizes nothing more than death and bathing something so precious in it is like a curse.

Your name on the bandages. The dozens of scars on his body tell the story of the search for death, a search that Dazai has been doing for years, a natural thing for those who have suffered so much - although worse than the pain of the cut, is the pain of being seen cutting himself. Your name on the bandages was an attempt he created to hold back himself and not see you cry again.

The pin hidden in his uniform. To compensate for his blindness, Jouno has his other senses come first, especially using his sense of smell and hearing in the missions he is given - but what about touch? Being vulnerable to sudden changes in the environment, Jouno gets stressed easily and the only thing that comforts him are the embossments on the pin that you swore Jouno had lost.

Sorry for the sudden disappearance! My vacation is unfortunately over, now I have less time to write, but I still trying, XOXO

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mncxbe · 10 months ago

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𝐟𝐰𝐛 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮, 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆: tysm for your sweet message nonnie♡ you're really sweet and yes i'm doing well. i made some hc for them separate and together (for silly) and also added some sfw stuff. enjoy!

𝒄𝒘: lowkey mean jouno (he calls you little slut), choking, mentions of breath play and other kinks, pussy slapping, orgasm denial, creampie, power dynamics if you squint

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑ ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑

𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨

assuming you're part of the hunting dogs, the first time you two hook up is after a stressful mission. you just needed to blow off some steam but had a surprisingly good time so you agreed to be friends with benefits from then on

he prefers to meet at his place cuz he feels more in control that way. plus I see him using handcuffs and toys so it's easier that way

Jouno is a dom. unless he's too tired after a mission he won't sub. he gets off to mentally overpowering and degrading you. also be prepared for some intense sessions

ofc he can be sweet and gentle if you ask him to but he generally prefers rougher sex. that way it doesn't feel like you two make love (what's that emotional intimacy? nuh uh)

he does like to experiment with different kinks. he's super into breath play and blindfolding you. also orgasm denial. makes you call him sir

honorable mentions: he actually respects your boundaries and the aftercare is surprisingly nice. outside of the bedroom he's very professional and respectful but if you tease or upset him he's gonna get back to you

overall experiemce: 8/10 cuz he sometimes takes it too far and he's a bit mean

You were about to leave the break room when Jouno barged in, slamming the door shut.

"Oh hi Jouno everything alri–"

Before you could finish your sentence his gloved hand was wrapped around your throat. "You little brat. You've got some nerve don't ya?" He pulled your face impossibly closer to his as he jammed his thigh between your legs, pressing your back against the table behind you. "Think you're so smart mouthing off during the meeting, asking Fukuchi for more teambuildings because me and Tecchou can't get along?"

You tried to pry his hand off your neck but he only tightened his grip, making your vision blur "Jouno p-please I didn't mean it like that" you babbled out, earning a chuckle from the man. "Oh I know how you meant it. You're just chasing that praise aren't ya, you little slut. You think I can't tell how giddy you get when someone tells you you've got a good idea or you did a good job?"

Jouno's leg pressed against your core and you instinctively shifted your hips, seeking some sort of friction. Despite the situation you were in you couldn't help but feel worked up and Jouno could tell, his own bulge forming in his pants. His hand moved from your neck to your jaw, squeezing it harshly "Since you're so concerned about the well being of our team, how about you tell the others how well we get along? How you moan my name every night and fuck yourself stupid on my cock?"

"'m sorry Jouno" you whispered, heat rising to your cheeks. "Oh I know you are, pretty. So how about you show it, hm?" The man grabbed your hips, hoisting you up on the table before pulling down your uniform pants and discarding them on the floor. "Let me eat you out"

"But Jouno we're at work..." you fumbled, squeezing your thighs together but he quickly pried them open, positioning himself between your legs. You would've lied if you said that seeing him on his knees in front of you– for you, didn't make your core tighten.

"And?" he retorted, brushing his fingers over the damp spot on your panties "That doesn't seem to stop you from soaking your underwear. Does it turn you on, knowing that anyone could walk in on us? Or are you just that desperate for me?"

You became even more embarrased after hearing his words and looked away, biting down on your lip. Jouno pulled your underwear to the side, running his fingertips along your slit– he could smell your arousal and it was making his head spin as he rubbed little circles on your needy clit before slapping it harshly. "I expect you to answer when I ask you a question, brat"

The sudden contact made your body jolt and you immediately nodded "Yes, Jouno– I mean sir. Yes sir I really need you right now. Need you to touch me"

"Do you?" he taunted, taking off his glove and pushing a finger inside your cunt, curling it perfectly against your sweet spot. "Yes I– oh God" you mewled as he lightly sucked on your clit. You took off his cap and carefully placed it next to you before one of your hand found its way into his hair, pulling him closer to your needy cunt.

Jouno ate you out like a starved man, his lips latched on your clit and his slender fingers curled oh so nicely inside you, hitting your sweet spot and making whines and moans spill from your lips. It didn't take long for you to reach your high, feeling a familiar knot tightening in your abdomen but before you could cum Jouno got up to his feet and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Sai..." you whined, pouting at the man but he only chuckled "Serves you right. Maybe next time you won't forget your place."

He reached for his hat, placing it back on his head. "Don't worry, sweets, I'll take good care of you tonight if you behave." Jouno gave your thigh a light pat before walking out of the room, leaving you aching for more. God, he was such an ass sometimes...

𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮

he's a bit reluctant at first cuz he doesn't really get the point of it– Tecchou doesn't have the highest sex drive, but he's really flattered that you find him attractive enough to ask him to be fwb

he's really sweet and gentle with you, takes his time to learn what you like. praises you a lot too and overall focuses on your pleasure above all

the sex itself is pretty vanilla so don't expect him to be rough like Jouno but if you want to experiment he's open

Tecchou is a true switch. he's fine with anything as long as you feel good– you wanna top him? sure. you want him to fold you in half and manhandle you? that works perfectly fine too

aftercare is mostly him talking to you about stuff in his life and although he shouldn't, he lets you spend the night if you're too tired to go home or it's too late

that's why he actually gets attached after a while and starts developing feelings for you. but he does a good job at keeping them hidden because he doesn't wanna ruin your arrangement or make you feel uncomfortable (until he inevitably confesses them in the heat of the moment)

overall 10/10 experience

You've been friends with benefits with Tecchou for a couple of months now and things couldn't have been better. He treated you better than any of your exes have and actually knew what he was doing in bed. As for now, Tecchou had you laying on your back with the top of your thighs pressed against your chest, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot with each deep thrust.

" 'chou–" you whined, pretty nails digging into his wrists as you tried to ground yourself "too much 's too much". The man only grunted in response, his eyes squeezing shut as he kept rolling his hips against yours. "Relax, angel, just relax ah– you're s-so tight like this"

Tecchou was on cloud nine, completely lost in the feeling of your walls clenching down around him, pushing him to another orgasm. He'd already came once, his cum pooling in a creamy ring at the base of his cock, but he just couldn't stop now– not until he had you writhing underneath him.

Ever since the two of you started hooking up, pleasing you has become his top priority. You were just too precious, so sweet and kind to him, so patient when he told you that he doesn't really have that much experience when it comes to sex. Work took up most of his time so he never had the chance to have a proper relationship, let alone be intimate with someone else. But still you taught him everything he needed to know about pleasing a woman. It didn't take him too long to realize he'd fallen for you but he never said anything to you about it– too afraid to ruin what the two of you had. So he simply cherished these moments when he has you all to himself, moaning his name and clinging to him as is he were the last thing that kept you together.

"Hiro– Hiro baby ah fuck– there right there" you babbled out, your back arching off of the mattres to offer him a better angle. Your shaky fingers moved to your clit, rubbing slow circles on the sensitive bud as your eyes fluttered shut. God, you were so beautiful like this.

Tecchou's strong arms almost gave out when he felt your cunt squeezing down on him and he grabbed your legs, pulling the backs of your thighs flush against his abdomen. His face was basically buried between your calves as he started moving again, making you gasp. It was overwhelming in the best way possible– you could feel every ridge of his cock as he dragged it in and out of your gummy walls and it was driving you over the edge. "Oh God oh God i'm close s-so so close" you mumbled, pressing your tits together as you locked gazes with the man in front of you.

Maddening. It was utterly maddening. Tecchou swore he could spend the rest of his life fucking you like this and he wouldn't have any regrets. His eyes moved to your tits– so prettily bouncing with each of his thrusts despite your best efforts to keep them still and your face. Oh your face; blissed out with your plushy lips quivering as he pushed you closer to your high. With his own orgasm threatening to wash over him, Tecchou tightened his grip on your legs, hugging them closer to his body as he nuzzled his face between your calves, peppering them with kisses "You're so, so beautiful angel ah s-shit I could look at you all day long. M-my pretty girl love you, love you so much ah fuck—"

His sudden confession made the tight knot in your belly snap and you gushed around him, coating his length and abdomen in your slick. " 'chou please 'm all yours. want you to fill me up" you mewled and Tecchou's vision went white. That was all it took for him to cum again. A loud, broken groan spilling from his lips as his hips halted, his cum pooling inside you. When he eventually pulled out with a wet pop his cum seeped out of your hole, dribbling down onto the damp mattress.

You were both breathless, staring blankly at one another. "So um..." you said eventually, cutting through the awkward silence "You like me, now?"

"Yea, I guess I do." confessed the man, brushing a strand of hair from his face. "Do you mind it?"

"Why would I mind it, Tecchou?" you giggled, motioning him to lay next to you and he obliged. Wrapping your arms around him, you cuddled yourself close to his chest, breathing in his musky scent. "I mean, I kinda like you too. You're really sweet."

Tecchou smiled, his pretty amber eyes lighting up. He quickly pressed a kiss to your forehead before resting his chin on top of your head "I'm glad then. Maybe we can talk about it when we wake up?"

"Mhm, sure" you sighed contently before drifting off to sleep, leaving Tecchou with a pounding heart and that dumb, lovesick smile on his face.

𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐱 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐮

Jouno makes a very detailed schedule because god forbid you spend more time with Tecchou

it's a competition, really– who makes you cum more times and they always discuss it at work. Jouno's a bit petty

"So, Tecchou. How did it go with y/n last night?"

"Pretty well actually."

"Oh yea? Well I made her squirt two times the night before so I bet you didn't do that well"

if Jouno ever gets jealous of Tecchou prepare for some hate sex♡ and for him to leave hickeys all over your tits and thighs so Tecchou knows who you actually belong to (yea, he gets a bit posessive)

Tecchou is very normal about it

if you ask them nicely enough they may agree to a threesome. but oh boy prepare for a sleepless night (+100% sure they kiss too)

it'd basically go like this

yes I did shamelessly reference a previous post because I have exams tomorrow and sadly couldn't write more

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