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axxa-the-allikatt · 9 days ago

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For 🌌 anon! I realised half way through the fic that you had asked for a cramped space sorta situation and I couldn’t change it then so I hope you don’t mind TwT. Enjoyyyy ;>

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Stanley Snyder X Top Male reader

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What’s a man gotta do to get one night off in a week to have the time to fuck his pretty boyfriend senseless?

You sighed for the hundredth time that evening. Tonight was supposed to be that night, but you, the official head medic of the bunch as of now, were whisked away as an old lady suddenly started showing symptoms of a heart attack, who was the 4th person this month.

It did not worry you too much, since Senku had already looked into the issue, and had found out the presence of a certain chemical in trace quantities in the food. This chemical often caused people in old age to show symptoms of a heart attack but subsided in a while after getting proper treatment and rest.

But you couldn’t just ignore the issue, since there was a chance that the old lady was actually facing a heart attack. So here you were, looking over the peacefully asleep lady, as you assured her daughter that everything was going to be alright, that it was a false alarm.

Even if you left at the earliest, by the time you would reach your house, it would already be past midnight and your darling boyfriend, Stanley Snyder, would probably be getting his beauty sleep after a long day of training the others. Woe is you. Regardless, at least you would get to see your boyfriend after a long tiring week. Sighing again, you made your way out to the front yard, climbing onto the car like vehicle Xeno had given you for easier transport.

An hour and a half later, you made your way into the little house you and Stanley shared, a skip to your step at the prospect of seeing your boyfriend of 365 days. That’s right. Today, since it was past midnight, was your anniversary and you were even more excited to come home to your pretty boy.

Walking into your bedroom, you tiptoed to the bed, excited to see your beautiful boyfriend in all his moonlit glory. Much to your surprise and utter dismay, Stanley was nowhere to be seen. Groaning, you peeked into the kitchen and storage room, but you still did not find him.

If he was nowhere in the house, there was only one place left to check. Making your way out into your backyard, you finally found your sweetheart, lounging on a platform facing the ocean, which swished under the moonlight a little distance away. He looked to be almost dozing, the cigarette withering away between his fingers.

As you walked over to him, you made sure to make some noise, so that he would be alerted of your presence. You had learnt the hard way what would happen if you tried to jump Stanley Snyder. Placing your steps heavily, the anklets you always wore jingled, making your boyfriend finally look at you over his shoulder.

“(Y/n)…” he murmured, giving you a small smile that still managed to give you butterflies every time. “Hey baby.” You greeted, wrapping your arms around him from behind, as he intertwined his fingers with yours. Placing tiny kisses from his jaw to his shoulders, you revelled in the sense of calmness it brought you to just enjoy the night’s breeze with him like this after a tiring week.

But if there was one thing the two of you had discovered since you’d started dating, it’s that once one of you initiated the proximity, neither of you managed to get your hands off each other until you were on the verge of passing out. Sure enough, before you could control yourself, little kisses turned into playful nips, and playful nips turned into possessive marking.

Minutes later, satisfied with your artwork, you pulled back from the other boy, turning him to face you. Leaning towards him, you felt his hitched breath fan against your lips, a second of eye contact between the two of you as he surged forward to crash his lips on yours.

His hands instinctively draped over your shoulders, as you wrapped yours around his torso. Nipping at his lower lip for permission, you eagerly pressed your tongue into his mouth, groaning at the taste you’d missed so much. Few seconds later, you pulled back for breath, licking the string of saliva off his lips.

The two of you simply stayed silent for a few moments, catching your breath and relaxing in each other’s arms. “…It’s been a year. Happy anniversary, (Y/n).” He whispered softly, his hand caressing your cheek. You pecked his lips, then his forehead, smiling against his soft skin. “Happy anniversary, love… is that why you stayed up waiting for me?” You questioned, pinching his cheeks.

“Mn… That and… the fact that I’ve been pent up for a whole week.” He replied, giving you a small grin. You huffed. “Of course. Who’s going take care of my princess when I’m not around for so long?” You cooed. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting, pretty boy.”

“You’ll just have to make up for it.” He answered, pressing himself against you. His lips found yours again, this time with much more force and abandon. You returned it in kind, grinning as his legs made their way around your waist.

Having ran out of patience, two pairs of hands hurriedly undid sweaty shirts, throwing them off to the side.

You moaned against his lips as his sharp nails left pale red trails from your neck down to your torso then around to your back. You pulled away from the kiss, opting to busy your lips on his neck and shoulders instead, one hand gripping his hip as the other groped at his chest, causing him to whine softly. Oh, how you missed these beautiful sounds.

“You just came back (Y/n), do you want to go inside and use the bed?” Stanley questioned, nails drawing patterns on your back. “Hm? Are you feeling chilly, love?” “No, I was just worried since you must be sore from the ride.” “In that case, I’d like to enjoy the breeze.” You replied, gently pushing him backwards until his back hit the platform. “Mn. Whatever you’d like.”

You leaned downwards, your lips latching onto his nipple, nipping and tugging at them with your teeth. You could feel him relax into the floor, arching his back towards you, as he draped his arms over your back. Your hands made their way to his pants, happy to find that they did not have to deal with a belt this time. It had taken you over 3 minutes just to get his belt off last time, and you had been on the verge of ripping it off.

His pants came off easily enough this time, much to your relief. Pulling back to appreciate your pretty boyfriend in all his undressed glory, your lips quirked at the bulge in his underwear, a wet spot already visible at the tip. “You poor thing.” You cooed sympathetically. His eyes twinkled with amusement as he faked a pout. “Well, you better take care of this poor thing.”

You grinned, grabbing his hips and pulling upwards, as you pressed your lips against the wetness. Sucking through the cloth, you were rewarded with a moan, as he looked up at you through hooded eyes. You pulled back after a few moments, your saliva mixed with his pre, as you pulled off his underwear.

Stanley shivered as the cool night air swept over him, whining as you playfully blew against his tip. His eyes were fixated on your mouth as you licked his leaking cock, taking the tip in your mouth and rolling your tongue around. His hands made their way to your hair, letting out beautiful noises as you swallowed his length, your one hand holding him up as the other kneaded his ass.

You slowly began bobbing your head, playfully grazing your teeth against his sensitive skin. You moaned as the cock hit the back of your throat, his grip in your hair tightening at the vibrations. You increased your pace, your own erection painfully pressing against your pants.

As you greedily swallowed his cock, his broken moans told you that he was nearing his climax. He released with a scream, his cum spilling down your throat. You forced yourself to ignore the gag reflex, happily swallowing all that he was giving you. Once he seemed to have come down from the high, you pulled away from him with a pop, licking your lips with satisfaction.

You realised with dismay that you would have to go back inside to get lube, leaving your naked boyfriend out here. As if reading your thoughts, Stanley motioned towards his pants with his hand. “There’s lube in the right pocket.” You grinned at him. “Come prepared, have we?” He rolled his eyes, nudging you towards the cloth lying on the ground with his legs.

Grabbing the bottle, you poured a gracious amount on your fingers. Throwing his leg over your shoulder, you let a bit of lube drip over his hole, which twitched at the coldness. He threw his hands over his facing, hissing as you pressed a fingers inside, moving it gently to let him get used to it.

On his command, you added another finger, then a third, scissoring and folding your them to stretch him out. His cock was already leaking again, pre come pooling on his stomach, as he twitched against your touch, his moans and whines now more frequent.

“Hngh~ That’s enough (Y/n), I’m ready.” He whined, sitting up to undo your pants. You let him tug it off of you along with your underwear, sighing in relief as your cock sprang free of its confines. Once he was done, he leaned back onto the floor, pulling his knees towards his chest with a ‘come hither’ look on his face.

You chuckled. “What a good boy you are~” You poured the lube onto your hand, spreading it over your cock, groaning at finally being able to touch yourself. Pressing your tip against his hole, which welcomed you easily, you gently pushed your entire length in, sighing as your hips met his ass.

You stayed still for a few seconds, pressing kisses over his face, as your hands kneaded his thighs. After a while, he gently tapped your shoulder, signalling you to move. You began rocking your hips at a slow pace, adjusting to the tightness. Your boyfriend, impatient as ever, quickly began rocking himself towards you, whining at you to move faster.

And who were you to deny him? You increased your pace, looking for the spot that had him seeing stars, hissing as he scraped his nails against your back. You pulled his hips upward, which made it easier of you to move deeper.

As you thrust back in with abandon, you were rewarded with a scream. “Found it~” You whispered, your heart bursting with adoration, as you took in the beautiful sight.

Your boyfriend was on his back before you, tears streaming down his cheeks as his tongue lolled against his lips, his back arched beautifully, as his hands gripped against the edge of the platform. He had lost all coherent thoughts, only able to keen at every thrust, eyes rolled to the top.

You could feel the heat pulsing inside you, and with a final thrust, you released inside him. This was enough to push him over the edge, as he came with a broken shout, spilling his seed all over himself. You thrust into him a few more times riding out your high.

Once you came back to your senses, you pressed your lips against his, making sure he was alright. As he returned the kiss, you gently began pulling out, but were stopped by him wrapping his legs around your hips. You leaned back to look at him, wondering if something was wrong. He stared at you for a few moments before a blush crept into his face, mumbling something under his breath. “What was that, love?” You questioned.

“…Again.”

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😮‍�� that took me longer than expected but here we are. If there are any typos please ignore them. My brain was not comprehending what was already written T-T.

Hope you liked it~

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