#i wanna kiss him and make pancakes for him jn the mornjng

[koipudding]

okay more nsfw than my usual musings but… after hours sexy time with reigen arataka!

cw: gn! reader: they/them (reader has no identifying anatomy mentioned) | dub con | dubious relationship status | implied dom reader (or at least assertive) | reigen arataka is pathetic and we love that! | after hours sexy time (sorta). ooc-ish. he’s whimpering half the time

drabble. no wc cause i did this in tumblr drafts and it won’t let me copy and paste the whole txt.

causally hanging out with reigen, probably a slow day in the middle of summer. Serizawa is taking summer classes , shigeo and everyone else is at cram school, and dimple is out eating some evil spirits. Nothing much happens, you pull out your laptop and play some shitty B rated movie (per reigen’s request), and close up shop.

You drape your limbs over his, the warmth of your skin bleeding through his slacks; combined with the summer’s heat, it burns through onto the delicate skin of his thighs. He’s clutching a pillow to his lap, and you don’t seem to notice the growing bulge there (you do, but you smile inwardly and test how long it takes before he breaks) to his relief.

At some point you’re too engrossed in the movie, not caring that you’re practically on top of your boss, and ignoring how his slacks grow tight and damp… it’s front how sweaty he is and how hot the room is! totally!

Your thigh rubs against it teasingly, and he groans, trying to shuffle backwards. It’s futile; he’s in the corner of his two seater and your head is on his shoulder, thighs over his lap and an arm on his chest. Trapped. Reigen is trapped, it’s too hot to argue, and all he can do is whine your name softly. The movie is no longer on either of your minds as you continue rubbing your leg over his crotch.

“Aw, need help with that, boss?” you coo and bring the arm on his chest down, trailing past his tie to where his slacks seem to tighten the most.

“I-I’m fine, thanks for the concern.” Reigen clenches his teeth, sweat dampening his brow and his hair sticking to his forehead.

“Really? it looks like you need someone to help you loosen up down there.” You wink, before pressing the heel of your palm down.

A choked moan leaves his lips, and he grunts at you, eyes narrowed. “Just focus on the movie.” His stomach lurches, a coil tightening from the way you smile at him, how you’re touching him through his pants, how unaffected you seem by the fact that your boss has a boner, and you’re palming him through it.

“We can get drinks. The cafe upstairs is still open.” Reigen tries to sound composed, but his hips buck into your hand anyway.

You hum noncommittally, placing a few kisses on his jaw and ignoring the mumbled protests and whines for “more”.

“Such a good boy, aren’t you Arataka?” You croon into his ear, wiping a bead of sweat off his hairline.

“Don’t be a-absurd i’m—“ a choked whimper passes through his clenched teeth.

You giggle and lean down, lips pulled back and teeth bared over his throat. Canines brush over the pale, sweat slicked skin of your boss’ pulse point, before your tongue flicks out.

“You’re so good, you know that?” your hooded eyes meet his, and you can feel him unraveling beneath your hand.

“Sh-shut it—!” Arataka flushes bright red, before curling into himself at your harsh ministrations. You grind your palm deeper, rubbing and pinching faster until a keening whimper rips out of him. Your voice devolves into a comforting coo as he finally releases the tension building up in his abdomen.

A wet spot forms, right where your hand was.

“I’m… I’m going to the bathroom.” Reigen grunts, grabbing a small laundry bag, before shutting the door behind him.

a/n: ahhh vampire jing yuan was meant to be first spicy piece but i gave up… i had to get this out of my head and into the world

i’ll edit it before posting it to ao3 as i planned… I HAVE SO MANY FICS FOR THIS YR!!!

might have a multi chapter one out too :3c