#daisukexreader

[eliossun]

HOT FREAKS!

characters : daisuke (mouthwashing) x gn!reader tw : none. this is sfw synopsis : an alternate universe, where you face a particularly warm summer. and maybe, you've just realized that you're in deep, deep trouble. author notes at the end!!!

it's summer.

the sun is bright, with the fan on full speed, and frozen treats will eventually melt onto your hand, sticky residue forgotten. 

it's /summer/.

that means you'll be loitering around a certain boy’s room with the windows open, and the low buzz of pixelated music in the background. it’s a routine at this point, the way your body finds itself at the same spot every year, slouching on the messy bed. it sports different patterned sheets every time you visit. it was pandas last time, and this time - it seems to be hibiscus patterned. 

you swear that there was a shirt with the same exact print in his closet. did he buy it in a set, or something? you try to imagine what the person who thought to do this, and what they were thinking. … ah. does it really matter? 

you would normally entertain these questions - but the way your brain is getting fried right now isn’t really helping. the heat is really getting to you. “hey.”

- and your counterpart seems to have gotten the memo.

your eyes flicker towards his, to at least acknowledge that you did hear him, and god. 

he looks like he’s suffering as much as you are. but with the way his features gleam when the sun shines on him is unfair. how come you’re stuck with clothes glued onto your skin, damp and wet from sweat, while he gets to look like - you don’t know - a highschool heart throb? 

his hair filters the sunlight - making his hair look like it’s glowing brown, while his eyes seem to gleam - looking more golden than brown right at the moment. .. god. you’re so pissed. “why do you seem more upset now..”

daisuke frowns, and you only notice then, that you’re also frowning. you immediately correct your expression. you look away, arms folded. “nothing.”

“ooooo-kay. weirdo.”

you continue to sulk. not that you would admit that you were sulking, of course. .. so the next best thing to do is to make sure you looked like you weren’t sulking. you try your best - face slowly straightening out, removing any semblance of a pout, or any expression at all. it’s rather hard to do, once again, because of the heat.

you close your eyes. this is all because of the heat. you won't accept defeat. you're going to face the epitome of sunshine straight on, and you're going to win. after much self-convincing, you open your eyes, ready to face the sun itself.

but when you finally look back at him, you’re not met with a view of the male sitting beside you with his eyes trained on the television, no.

you’re instead met with brown hair kissing your own hair strands, his face so close - and his lips even closer. 

and he seems oblivious about it - a smile on his lips, dimples showing, as a triumph look shines in his eyes.

“done sulking?”

with each syllabus - you can feel the heat of his breath hit your skin.

you can barely breathe. your chest feels so full. your brain isn’t responding.

fuck.

you can’t get your eyes off him.

fuck.

“let’s play a ga-oomf!”

before your brain could formulate another thought, you slammed a pillow onto his face. as soon as he was down on the bed, temporarily immobilised, you immediately scramble towards the exit of the room, door already open, and your heart pounding than your own voice -

“you suck! you really suck!"

a pause ensues. before you shuffle back to the door frame - with only your middle finger in view for the male to see.

“fuck you!” you could already imagine his face of confusion once you come back. god - you'll deal with it later. for now you'll deal with the warmness in your face, and the same one in your chest that feels like it's going to explode.

this is all because of the heat. you swear.

hi. i hope you like it :33 title reference : hot freaks suits daisuke so much. this is a small snippet of what i have in mind. reader (at this point, it feels like an oc, doesnt it..) is the black cat counterpart of daisuke (golden retriever). this is the point where reader realized that they had a crush on daisuke. they have a bit of history, maybe went to high school for a while tgt, or maybe they're childhood friends :) it's up to interpretation. my reqs are open! i can write a more neutral reader oorr if youd prefer, my own reader !! (the one in this fic) tysm for reading my first fic in a while! edit : small typo! (im unsure what else to tag this with……... )

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Returning the Favor [DaisukexReader]

an: This is a continuation of Talkin' in your sleep. Takes place a week after that. Minimal plot (if any) this time, Daisuke might be a little ooc this time, feeling a bit feral today. Not beta read at all

Word count: 1077

mdni divider by cafekitsune

CW(S): oral sex (f receiving), vaginal sex, spit as lube(kind of), kind of a quickie?

You really don't know how you got yourself into this situation. It all started innocently enough, You had to take something to Daisuke in the utility room. You couldn't even remember what it was. Some where in between the delivery and Daisuke showing off the most recent thing Swansea was making him do with the circuit board led you to this moment.

Next thing you knew Daisuke was peppering kisses along your neck. Thankfully Swansea was on his lunchbreak so you didn't have to worry about him coming back for at least 30 minutes or so. It was just the two of you in the room alone.

“I don’t mind this but just like last time we gotta be quiet.” You remind him between giggles. “I don’t want anyone catching us.”

He hums and presses more kisses to your neck, “I dunno why you’re telling me when you’re the one who really has to focus on being quiet.”

You scoff “whats that supposed to mean?”

Daisuke sucks harshly at your neck and draws a gasp from you.

“I mean I’m returning the favor from last time. You took care of me so it’s my turn to pay up.”

The change in his demeanor has your stomach doing flips. This side of him is one you wanna see more often.

He clears off the desk, setting aside his project and taps the top motioning you to sit down.

Once you're seated on the desk he resumes his kisses, rubbing his hands down your sides. You slide your hands across his chest and tangle one in his hair giving it a slight tug. He sucks your neck in a few spots, pink splotches slowly blossoming in his wake.

He pulls away and caresses your face in his palms. "You don't mind if I like, go down on you right?"

"I'd be a little sad if you didn't." you grin.

He snorts and presses a couple chaste kisses to your lips before making work of the buttons on your jumpsuit. You help him shimmy it down enough to where it's pooling at your ankles.

He takes a moment to take in your semi-clothed frame with a grin, sliding his hands up your thighs. He pays extra attention to your inner thighs closer to your core. His fingers ghost the edge of your underwear. The cold metal of his rings sending pleasant chills up your spine.

You watch him expectantly, body practically vibrating with anticipation. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of them and pulls them down sinking to his knees as he does so. You hold your breath and spread your legs more to give him access.

With minimal hesitation he moves forward, warm breath fanning over your center. He licks a stripe up your pussy, testing the water to see your reaction.

You release the breath you were holding and let out a soft moan. That's his go ahead, he makes quick work and maneuvers his tongue skillfully

Daisuke's eyes meet yours, chocolate brown eyes gazing up at you lovingly. You bite your lip as he continues and snake a hand into his hair.

Your knowledge of Daisuke's sexual past was unknown, but with how well he was doing he must have had at least a girlfriend or two. That or he had a pretty interesting search history.

Quiet gasps and words of encouragement fall from your lips, which seems to spur him on further. His face is no doubt a mess with a mixture of your slick and his saliva.

After a particularly harsh suck on your clit you let out a moan louder than you meant to and tug on his hair. He pulls back and stands up. "I hate to stop there but I really really wanna be inside you right now." he admits.

In wordless agreement you began to pull up your shirt exposing your midriff. He fumbles with his belt buckle, hands shaking with excitement. Once there are no restrictions in the way he pulls down his boxers enough to let his erection free.

"Let me know if it's t'much." he whispers after planting a kiss on your forehead. His cock lines up and slowly pushes in. The mixture of his saliva and your slick serve as a makeshift lube, not ideal but it'll do.

He gives you time to adjust, inching in slowly. Once he's fully bottomed out he stills. His eyes close and his brows knit together, breath coming out in small huffs. As per usual he looks picture perfect.

You're in a similar state he is, your arms drape themselves across his shoulders. The stretch wasn't terrible but it was something you had to adjust to.

"Ok-ok You can move now." You say.

He nods and begins to thrust at a slow but steady pace.

Both of you are huffing quietly, gazing at each other as if you two were the only things to exist. He presses kisses to your lips and he begins to pick up the pace, the desk starting to creak quietly.

"Oh god you feel so good." he murmurs. You move one of your hands to your mouth, moaning quietly into the palm of your hand.

You try and meet his thrusts the best you can. Daisuke's hands plant themselves firmly on the desk as he speeds up. Creaks and moans from the both of you fill the room.

"I'm almost there." you whine.

Daisuke laughs which fades into a whine of his own. His thrusts get harsher causing you to grasp tightly onto his shirt.

With a few more harsh thrusts of his you squeal as you hit your climax, eyes tightening shut.

Daisuke soon follows, pulling out and finishing with his hand. He comes with a choked groan and a couple of spurts of cum land on your exposed stomach.

Both of you sit in silence, panting to catch your breath. He reaches behind you and grabs a few paper towels. "How do you feel?" he asks as he begins to clean the two of you up.

"Amazing!" you say cheerfully.

After you're all cleaned up you both get dressed, trying to make yourselves look as inconspicuous as possible. Swansea would be back any minute now.

"You should probably head back, I don't want either of us to get in trouble."

"Yeah-I'll see you later!"

You made your way out of the utility room with wobbly legs feeling content.

Bless that ray of sunshine.

[daisukestrophywife]

you know you have been in the internet for too long when you think that daisukexreader watersport ask would be nsfw😭😭 i’m so sorry

LMAOOOO PLEASE I THOUGHT THE RESPONSES WERE SO FUNNY??? LIKE WHAT 💀 however hi i’m back everyone <3 sorry for totally ghosting this blog quarantine got me all over the place