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BREAK MY HEART AGAIN ! sae x gn! reader. angst.
â彥â the closest anyone will get to love from itoshi sae is heartbreak.
part 2 to ruin my plans! (feel free to assume what stage of dating theyâre at, each level has a different impact.)
itoshi sae despises messy breakups.
the negative feelings that accumulate throughout time are inevitableâ he knows thatâ but then again, the very essence of his nature lies in destroying beautifully.
(you care about him too much for your own good. you make him feel too vividly. you have him wrapped completely around your little finger, and he loathes that.)
so he finds a way to efficiently detach himselfâ detach you from his little universe, before you can cause any irreversible damage to his heart.
sae knows that youâre much more perspective than you ever let on.
you know that he isnât happy anymore.
heâs steadily slipping away from your grasp, and the distance only seems to increase no matter how much you try to close it.
late night talks over the phone morph into simple goodnights amidst the final glow of a busy day; and even the subtle warmth in his eyes (that he never admitted to having) freeze so suddenly that you wonder if it was all just in your imagination.
(it couldnât have been. you still remember the ephemeral feeling of his lips on yours. the feeling of the softness in his eyes engulfing over you.)
itoshi sae had always been a cruel being, after all. the closest he will ever offer to love is heartbreak by his hands.
and akin to rain, the stray tears left long-forgotten eventually spill onto the ground.
âwhat happened to us?â
the silence over the phone leaves you with a heavy heart. the pain is hidden deep in your voice (deep enough that you think sae wonât notice).
of course he notices. he doesnât think his attention has been off you ever since he met you.
the static fails to conceal his sigh, and even when youâre miles away you can see the exasperation in his expression.
âdonât you already know? iâve lost interest in you.â
the distance between the two of you fall beyond infinity. the damage dealt was incorrigibleâ but really, you doubt saeâs ever truly cared.
a hum is all you can manage. numbness takes over your sensesâ the phone is still held over your ear, and the ringing echo ceases just enough for him to deliver the final blow.
âplease donât think about contacting me ever again.â
sae hangs up with a short beep, uncaring of the other things left unsaid by both you and him.
itâs funny. he should feel relief after having dealt with yet another obstacle in his lifeâ but youâre the closest person heâs ever coming to loving before, and all he can process is the lingering press of your absence.
sae itoshi is a cruel being, after all. heâll stop at nothing to attain his dreams.
(but what if he canât imagine a future without you?)
4.3.23
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anon: two words: gossip-y sae
a/n: i live for sae itoshi, please have that known, this man is (one of my many) babygirl <33
big thanks to my irl moot for beta reading for me, check her out ;) @luvablelino
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Sae Itoshi was never a big fan of âgossipâ. It was useless chatter among people trying to gain the social upper hand through meaningless rumors. That's all gossip was; meaningless. But after meeting you, his world was turned on its head.Â
His room was silent except for the clacking of keys and the soft whirling of the ceiling fan. Academic papers and a half written essay light up his computer screen as Saeâs eyes strain to read the small text. He sighs, pulling himself away from the screen and leans back in his chair. Closing his eyes, he listens to the sounds of quiet rustling assuming youâve just gotten home from class. âSae! Are you alive?â Calling out to him, knowing that he is probably, again, cooped up in his room working on that stupid kinesiology essay.
The soft padding of your feet against the creaky wood came closer and closer to him, until your voice rang through his ears again, âSae? Mâ coming in, okay! You better be looking decent!â Sae can only roll his eyes as after a few seconds you push open the door, revealing him leaned back on his chair staring daggers at the ceiling.
âDecent? When have I ever looked just..decent?â Sae mutters, pushing off to an upright position before meeting your gleaming eyes. Cocking his eyebrows up, he opens his mouth to question the look you were giving him before, rudely he thinks, getting cut off. âWho cares how you look!â
Striding across his bedroom you dramatically fall back onto his bed, cuddling into the soft sheets. âQueen sized bed for a princess? Doesn't make sense.â You mumble out as Sae throws a glare and crumples a piece of paper with a direct hit on your head. Sending a glare back at him, you look eyes, having a stare down with the tired male.Â
âSo are you going to tell me why youâre here, or just continue to ogle at me?â Breaking the silence after a few more seconds of staring, âAm I not allowed to share the company of my most favorite housemate and friend?â Saying in the most nonchalant voice you could muster, only to be immediately seen through, âOnly housemate and friend, get it right,â
To an outsider Sae may be sounding harsh, but youâve known him long enough to tell there is an air of playfulness in his words. âSo, what is it? Or do you really just enjoy making me suffer with your mere presence?â The words roll off his tongue so easily, it adds onto the dramatic hurt youâre staging.Â
Clutching your chest, as you roll onto your back. âSae! Whatever your middle name is! Itoshi!â He bit back the urge to chuckle, âHow dare you?! You know what, maybe I wonât tell you what I was going to say! Youâll just have to live the rest of your life wondering about what I was talking about!â Pouting at him, you let silence pour into the small room.
After a few seconds, the only sound that could be heard was the clicking of Saeâs keyboard, âWell, come on now. Youâve had your dramatics, hurry up already.â He mumbles out as your eyes light up, grinning as you reach for your phone discarded somewhere in the sheets.Â
âI knew you couldnât resist tea time with me!âÂ
He rolls his eyes at your remark but stays quiet. Humming quietly as you unlock your phone, swiping through apps until you open messages with a classmate from earlier today. âOkay so, hereâs the motherfucking tea.â Giggling, you prop yourself up onto your elbows, watching as Sae types away on his computer.Â
âAoi told me that Sera was caught âdrunkâ texting her ethics professor,â throwing up air quotes as you say drunk, âitâs obvious that she wasnât really drunk but totally wants the professor with the way sheâs been eye-fucking him in lectures.â You ramble on about âSeraâ, as all that runs through Saeâs mind is âKind of ironic for an ethics professor.â
âAnd look, Aoi even managed to get some of the texts sent between them! Itâs totally obvious that the prof was into it no matter how hard he was trying to not show it.â Waving your phone around that had the incriminating texts on it, âSae! Yer's supposed to actually look!âÂ
Without missing a beat as he continued to type his essay, he replied âAinât looking, give me a summaryâ Sae knows he could very easily turn around and look through the texts himself, but he doesnât want to risk the chance of making a face of interest with you in sight.Â
Sighing slightly, you turn the phone back to you, âOkay so, Sera is basically sayingâŚâ He listens half-heartedly, aiming his attention at the research paper heâs reading, âAnd then, he replied saying 'I see you darling, donât think I donât.â No way that isnât flirting back! Right?âÂ
âHuh? Oh yeah, heâs definitely going to catch a case with her and the school admin.â He said eyes scanning over the essay making a mental note that heâs about half way done a 12 page report. Rolling your eyes you continue on, âYou remember Terushima right? The guy in my statistics class that I sometimes do intramurals with?âÂ
Allowing for a few seconds of silence aside from the furious typing of Saeâs keyboard, before you continue, âOkay so heâs like the resident playboy in class, constantly asking people out, flirting with âem, all that shit right?â He raises his eyebrows, not that you can see, as this âTerushimaâ had caught his interest.Â
Itâs not everyday you hear of a cliche playboy on campus.
âYeah, I think iâve heard his name before, guy asked out Rin didnât he?â Sae mutters out, your mouth agape as you clutched a throw pillow against your chest., âWhat?! You never told me that you bastard!â You threw the pillow at him at the new information that had been told. âRinnie got asked out by Terushima? What did he say? How did that even go down?â Sputtering words out as you push yourself up, sitting cross-legged on his bed.Â
Sae rolls his eyes at your childish excitement, spinning around in his chair to face you, âCouple of days ago, that guy asked Rin out to a party at his place, and said that there was a spot on his lap for him when he got there.â He spoke as if it was boring classwork he was explaining to you, as your eyes shone at him.Â
âJeez! I knew he was ball-sy but to go after Rinnie with that kinda line? No wonder he looked so dejected in class today.â Giggling out as you recall Terushima slumped over in his seat during lecture. Sae only made a sound of agreement before swiveling back to face his computer and daunting essay.Â
âOh but speaking of Terushima in class! Man would not stop looking at me, and the one time I caught his eye he had the audacity to smile and wink at me! Can you believe it? Never thought I'd see the day where I was the one to catch the attention of the campus playboy.â Rambling on in your own little world, you fail to realize Sae had stopped typing, staring down his screen.Â
âYou probably were making that stupid face and he thought it was funny.â He mutters out but canât move his hands to continue working, mind too preoccupied with what you had said. Sae canât even understand what youâre saying, probably to him, as he thinks about your catching attention from others.Â
âAye Sae! What do you mean stupid face?!â Snapping him back into reality, he turns around to look at you, stoic as ever. âThe face you make when youâre trying to understand a concept, you make it all the time whenever I'm tutoring your dumb ass.â Mentally smiling to himself thinking of your âfocusedâ face, which consists of furrowed eyebrows and your tongue poking out as you furiously write.Â
Dramatically you clutch your chest, falling back on his bed, âAnd you never thought to tell me that I make that face?! So you know? Oh I donât know, not make it?!â He can only let a small smile slip past his lips as he looks at you.Â
âI donât know, I like it.âÂ
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thinking about how your husband changes drastically when heâs had just a little too much to drink. his faint, whiny hiccups would escape his quivering lips, filling your ears with his intoxication as he leans against you. he reaches out to play with your hair, gently tugging at the strands and trailing undirected kisses along them as you bite your lip to suppress your giggles. he then brings his unsteady hands to your face, squishing your cheeks before pulling you closer, looking at you with glossy eyesâsmall hearts seemingly etched into his pupils.
"i wish y-you hic were mineee...."
"pfttâ" you burst into a fit of laughter at his uncharacteristic needinessâyouâve always enjoyed it when he'd get drunk. after all, they say a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts. so, although he loves you an awful lot, he would never admit, while whining, how much he actually wants you.Â
"i am yours though, sweetheart," you reassure him softly.
âoh, really? you are?â he raises his brows questionably, âwell, that's good... i couldn't bear the thought of some other loser having you all to himself."
unbeknownst to him, however, is that you had recorded him during his moment of vulnerability. he was absolutely embarrassed and ashamed of himself when he had sobered up.
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"y/n. delete that."
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ăstarring ăďźblue lock, tokyo rev, and jjk men!! đŻď¸
a/n: i loooveee these fine men . i could just eat them
mommys good boy, always melting at your touch<3.
heâs your own little princess seat âĄ.
heâs such a good boy, mommyâs lil slut<3
he loves how you use him for your pleasure!!
naughty boys deserve punishments..
CHOSO, yuji itadori, bachira meguru, ALEXIS NESS, KAZUTORA HANEMIYA, takemichi hanagaki, shinichiro sano, CHIFUYU MATSUNO, (your fav)
using his big fingers to get into those nice places<3
he loves overstimulating u!!! so mean:(
heâs so big.
heâs so big pt.2
hes HUGE
size kink..
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fucking you like the brat you are
you love how rough he is<3
he loves facefucking his fav doll.
your punishment for being such a slut
teasing his cute girlđ
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your punishment for being such a spoiled brat
he thinks youâve been a bad girl.
making you beg for it
loves fucking you dumb
something he would do to make fun of you
Nanami kento, Higuruma hiromi, SUKUNA RYOMEN, GOJO SATORU, TOJI FUSHIGURO, SAE ITOSHI, shidou ryusei, karasu tabito, (your fav)
he loves your soaky cunt<3
his fav postion!!
making his pretty princess do all the work:(
he pays such close attention to your holes<3
letting him use your mouth
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he fucks you so good
heâs so sweet to you and ur cunt<3
he luvs toying with you.
he lives to pleasure you and only u!!
what was supposed to be a tutoring sesh..
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his hands come up to your cheeks and hold, looking- rather staring into your soul. you smile and your cheeks in his hands squish up making them look chubbier.
"wanna bite you." he says it still holding instense eye contact. you laugh and a faint smile appears on his face. "i missed you." his head drops on your shoulder and he takes a deep breath of your perfume.
"missed you too." you put your head on his, as if it hasn't only been less than a full day since you last saw each other. he thanks the owners of the place for the dim blue lighting in the dark room as it conceals the blush starting to make itself known on his face.
his hands that are hugging your figure travels down and down until they hit your waist and sneak under your top to caress your soft skin. every inch his fingertips touch burn with excitement and leaves goosebumps on his way.
"missed you so. damn. much." he sighs into your shoulder and places a small kiss on there, slowly moving upwards on your neck. you open yourself to him and throw your head back, enjoying his acts. his hands are softly scratching your back while he keeps kissing and nipping at your skin.
"show me how much you missed me then." you whisper near his ear and peck his lobe, knowing it makes his knees weak every time you do that. his attention is now diverted to your chin, biting it tenderly. "baby-" you whine when he licks the part he bit to soothe the pain he caused.
"my pretty thing. all mine." staring into your eyes again, he touches your nose playfully with his pointer finger. you close your eyes and lean into him, letting your lips touch gently at first. it doesn't take long until he's exploring your mouth feverishly, teeth clattering and tongues brushing against each other with lust.
you push him off of you for a second to take a breath but he chases after your lips and doesn't let you leave. you can taste the drink he previously had on his tongue and it mixes with the minty taste your altoids left in your mouth. he thinks he's found heaven, right here in your arms.
when he eventually pulls back, you can't help but giggle at all the lipstick stains on the lower half of his face. (and trust my word on this one, he wears it proudly until you force him to wash it off- which leads to another make out session, in the bathroom this time.)
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Can i pls request some face sitting headcanons for bllk guys? Specifically Sae, Rin, Shido, Oliver and Bachira solely because i think they're the nastiest đ𫣠thank God!
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𪽠Ëâ¡ ÍÍÍÍâłâĽ face sitting with blue lock boys! ~
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cw â gn!reader. afab!reader. so much oral sex. edging. overstimulation. spanking. spitting. squirting. full on tongue fucking. denied orgasms. pervy behavior. shidou being an animal.
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ÂˇË ŕź âĄ authorâs note! : FUCKâthis too me way too long to finish, but here it is! apologies nonnie for taking forever ;-;
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slow n steady always wins the race. a motto sae keeps firm when it comes to sex, no matter what heâs doing. when it comes to oral though..god. the agonizing drag of his tongue while he holds you by your hips, moving them against his mouth as he kissed your sensative clit before prodding his tongue against your hole. everytime you try to speed up your pace, his fingers dug into the soft flesh of your hips and waist to keep you in your place. he might as well be edging the fuck out of you until you finally feel the knot snap in two and gush all over your boyfriendâs mouth. sae, bedroom eyes and all, would admire your fucked out face and trembling body before flipping you onto your back and continuing where he left off. safe to say, you arenât getting out of his grip until you squirted every last drop.
âs-sae..quit being a tease..â you stuttered, trying your hardest not to buck your hips. if it wasnât for saeâs strength, you wouldâve gone wild and full on rode his face like a madman. his whole arms wrapped around your thighs, gripping tighter then usual while he switched from your clit to your sensitive pussy. saeâs sharp, jade eyes staring up at yours. his pupils were blown with a burning desire all too clear to you, as if his tongue movements didnât say enough. god, he was a patient one and it was getting on your last nerves. a thought he promptly smacked you out of with a simple strike to the ass.
âpaitience, darling. or iâll leave you like this, i canât stand whiny whores who get greedy.â
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rin is more needier then his older brother, encouraging your carnal desires and egging you on as you rode his face as fast n hard as you please. the guy was basically making out with your cunt, open mouthed kisses and his tongue prying through your pussy had you gripping on the headboards or his hair. his hands roamed your body as he pleased, tracing his fingers against your stomach up to your sensitive nipples where he pinched and squeezed between his fingertips. don't think he'll stop either! long after you squirt all over his mouth, he'll only pull away just to take one long look at your fucked out face before he dives right back in again. rin gets pussydrunk a bit too easily, but why complain?
ârin..m-more, please..! i need more!â you begged and pleaded with a whine ripped straight from the jugular as you grinding your pussy against your boyfriendâs mouth. rin cracked open his eyes, through the blurred chaos, he admired your fucked out expression as you clung onto the wooden headboard for dear fuckinâ life. it was all too addictive to simple get off, how desperate and downright pussydrunk this man was, itâd be too cruel to pull away now! your thought process only strengthened when rin began to tug away at your sensative and soaked nipples from when he was mouthing at them earlier. he simply couldnât get enough.
âstay with me..please, fuck! jusâ a little more, you can do that for me? please..?â
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so much of a sloppy eater, itâs downright disgusting. shidouâs hands are unpredictable, switching from caressing and squishing the soft flesh of your ass to swatting away at it with quick strikes. donât get me started on his oral anticts. this man is fucking eating away at your poor pussy, flicking his tongue against your sore clit while suckinâ n kissing at your abused hole. you couldnât even move your hips with how much heâd just forced you down onto his mouth again, thus you had to sit there and simply take what he gives you, and god, the noises. besides your own moans and sobs for him to slow down, shidouâs downright animalistic growls and groans fill your ears and go straight into your cunt. donât think heâs done either after you squirt into his mouth, oh no no! heâll only push you onto your back with the hopes of you crushing his head with your thighs. he canât get enough of you.
âhaah..ah..r-ryu..â was all you could mutter out of your sore throat. after much whining and sobbing from the overstimulation, you could only make small noises of pleasure while shidou ate away like a man on death row. lapping up the remains of your last orgasm, he pried and pried at your hole until you swore he was tongue fucking you. grabbing fist fulls of his blonde hair only fueled the maniac to fuckinâ nip at your clit, an action that forced another intense orgasm out of your abused cunny and soaked his face even more then before. you could feel a smirk form of his lips before he landed a barrage of sharp slaps onto the flesh of your ass, dragging you out of your euphoric afterglow in time to feel his tongue pushing itself back in.
âcâmon sugar, donât lose me now! weâre just getting started..! now, keep those pretty legs open..â
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mister aiku here pays attention to both puss and ass with glee. when he told you to sit on his face, he meant it. there's nowhere that his mouth didn't touch, meaning you couldn't run from this man either. similar to shidou, he eats like a starved animal in front of a piece of meat. fingers pumping you full while he pays special attention to your poor clit with the occasional nips that would have you mewling and whining like a bitch in heat. but sadly, he's a greedy bastard when it comes to sex, pulling away right before you could have you sweet orgasm. heterochrome eyes staring daggers at your fucked out face while you pleaded for him to let you cum. you were almost in tears when oliver finally stuffed your twitching cunt with his fingers once again and went to town on your clit again. did i mention he pays attention to ass? that poor thing was covered in handprints and crecent shaped dents from how hard he was grabbing it. maybe, even a little bite mark for good measure.
âoliverrrr!â you whined out. "let me cum already! pleasee!" through tears, you could still see that bastard's shit eating grin. he was fucking enjoying this, getting off at your desperation while you bucked your hips at nothing. down there, oliver was enjoying the show he put together for himself and himself alone. his thumb ghosting over your neglected clit, his eyes flicking up to your own, pleading ones. you looked like a kicked puppy who didnât get itâs ownerâs attention, just like how oliver liked you. a shit eating grin stretched across his lips as he promptly gave your ass a hard slap before finger fucking your cunny at a furious pace. the noises it made sounded straight out of a porno as the pro player flicked his tongue around your clitty. it was all too much to handle at once, or so you claimed. you knew damn well oliver could see right through your teary eyes, and sniff out your disgusting, whorish fantasy.
âkeep cryinâ like that and iâll stop again, you hear me? i know you can pretty thing..i fuckinâ know you can.â
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what a pervert, a proud one at that too! he couldnât keep his grabby hands to himself all day, something the grew more and more dangerously obvious as the day went on. sneaky hands up your skirt or down your pants, gentle squeezes on your inner thighs inching too close to your wet cunt. the final straw was when you caught him trying to look up your skirt/down your loose pants. dragging him all the way home where he couldnât even wait to get to the bed and pushed you against the wall, kneeling in front of you while patting his cheek eagerly. clinging onto whatever door frame or counter was nearby as bachira pressed open mouthed, tongue heavy kisses against your spread pussy. he was a messy eater as well, going as far as to even spit on your cunny before diving back in with the intention of drowning in your juices. bachira was full on obsessed. nothing could tear him away from your cunny, no matter how hard you yanked his hair or tried to push his head away. heâll always come back for more!
âo-oh god..bachira, baby..!â you sighed, clasping a hand over your mouth in a feeble attempt to not alarm the neighbors. bachira quickly noticed and yanked your hand away, staring up at you with the same crazed look he had all day. he didnât tear his eyes off of you, forcing to maintain eye contact with him as he licked and macked with your ruined cunt. your knees felt weaker and weaker, probably because of the last orgasms your monster of a boyfriend gave you, yet he just refuses to quit! not the stinging pain of you gripping his hair or even your efforts to straight up push him away so he doesnât suffocate to death in your pussy. bachira, in retaliation, forced your wrists against the wall and gives your cunt a mean spat. you flinched in shock, watching as he simply goes back to eating you out like a madman. fuck, thank god you made it home in time.
âdonât shy away from me! iâm only getting started, my love..donât you want me to please you? hm?â
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ââ .⌠GOOD GAME !
Your boyfriend just won an importang match. In a huge stadium, with lots of people watching. Not just in the stadium. This game was probably in hundreds of tvs outside or inside of a home. Kids, adults, teenagers watching. And your boyfriend just won the last match. At least your secret boyfriend.
After a bit of celebration with his teammates, thanking the people who are cheering for them and some awardings or a speech with their coach he immediately ran to you.
You were there watching him win, watching him score every point or defend every attack from their opponent. Your hands was laying on the railings. He was on the other side. On the court/field.
You raised your hand, offering him a high five. Even if their were still a hundred or even thousands of people. He still ran to you. His secret lover. "Congrats. That was a good game." He responded to your high five his hand on top of yours but then he pulled you, and then kissed you on the lips. Infront of all the people. You swore you heard alot of camera flash, screams and gasp's.
I thought you two were supposed to go soft launch?
⤡kageyama, hinata, YAMAGUCHI, kuroo, kenma, OIKAWA, iwaizumi, BOKUTO, AKAASHI, atsumu (HQ) isagi, bachira, rin, SAE, nagi, REO, CHIGIRI, karasu, otoya, shidou, aiku (BLLK) + ur favs !
Note: sorry guys i felt a lil sillyđ
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MEN who cum so much that it damn near bloats your tummy by the time heâs emptied his balls inside of you. a majority of the reason he cums so much is that he doesnât jack off often. after all, why should he when he has you around to fuck his stupidly thick cock into and pump you with rope after rope of his hot cum instead? itâs heavy, itâs thick, and itâs opaquely white with the consistency of liquid creamâlike melted vanilla ice cream. you always feel so delightfully full by the time heâs emptied himself into you. every time he pulls out of you, your hole always clenches around nothing, trying desperately to keep what you can inside, but itâs near impossible. there's just so much of it that you canât help but have it leak out of youâthick, milky, steaming globs rolling down the creases of your nethers in a disgustingly lewd fashionâone that he couldnât get enough of. thatâs fine by him, though; after all, it just gives him the excuse to go round after round, fucking his cum so deep into you that you wouldnât even dream of it dribbling out of you.
sometimes, you just have to wrap your lips around his fat balls that are practically gurgling with his virile seed, twitching in your mouth as he makes you work for your 'reward'. donât even get me started on when he fucks your throat. his cock is so big, so monstrously thick, that your jaw begins to ache within seconds of wrapping your lips around him. he has to ease you through it as his massive cock nearly suffocates you and stuffs your tiny throat full.
âyeah, thatâs it, angel.â he drawls as he languidly thrusts into your mouth, feeding you inch after inch of his heavy mass. âthatâs it, take it, sweetness. you can do it. youâre my good little cockslut, arenât you? haah, shit. you hungry for my cum? wanna feel it pumping down your throat and into your pretty tummy? yeah? oh fuck, baby. you drive me insane.â
not to mention, heâs a head pusher. he doesnât want you to spill a single drop when he finally comes undone, holding you by the back of your head against the fine hair of his pelvis and drowning you in his light, masculine scent. his taste isnât bad either. it tastes nothing like strawberries or anything, but it is oddly enjoyable in that the saltiness is just rightânot overbearing, but not so much that you want to spit it out. god forbid you waste a single drop.
âoh? looks like youâve made a mess, baby.â he says as he thumbs the creamy substance at the corner of your swollen brims to push back into your panting maw.
âdonât worry, angel. thereâs plenty more where that came from.â
kaiser michael. NAGI SEISHIRO. KUNIGAMI RENSUKE. shoei barou. itoshi sae. itoshi rin. CHIGIRI HYOMA. MIKAGE REO. SHIDOU RYUSEI. NANAMI KENTO. GETO SUGURU. kamo choso. FUSHIGURO TOJI. sukuna. GOJO SATORU. mahito. WRIOTHESLEY. zhongli. neuvillette. CHILDE. ALHAITHAM. kamisato ayato. RAGNVINDR DILUC. tighnari. scaramouche/wanderer. HEIZOU. xiao.
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â๨ŕ§ËâĄË࣪ lover !!
á°.á even if he doesn't exude this energy to outsiders, you're happy to know that your boyfriend is the biggest simp around when it comes to you. or: the cute things he'll do for you. Â (fem!reader)
featuring yoichi isagi, seishiro nagi, reo mikage, rin itoshi, rensuke kunigami content contains hotel bathroom sinks designed by a man, slight jealousy (reo is the jealous boyfriend), height differences (nagi + kunigami + rin are described as taller), wearing his clothes + clothes is described to be oversized on you (nagi), called a simp by his teammates (kunigami), clingy bf (yoichi <3) author's notes hq version coming soon!!! i just wanted to write something soft n fluffy for once <3
๨ৠYOICHI ISAGI â goes viral on tiktok when the two of you go on vacation to celebrate your second year anniversary. you're recording yourself from the bathroom of the private villa he rented out for the two of you, and you originally wanted to record what an absolute joke the sink is. there is literally no counter space. nowhere to place any of your makeup or skincare products. yoichi interupts the video unknowingly, knocking softly and asking if he can come in. he doesn't realize you're filming, and it's entirely genuine when he asks, "is everything okay? you sounded frustrated? did you need help opening something?" you laugh before explaining the situation, and he's silent for all but one second before he goes, "oh! i'll just hold your makeup bag, and i'll hand you the stuff when you need it." (poor yoichi means well, but he's standing there for over an hour as you laugh at him when he can't tell the difference between a tube of lipgloss and liquid blush. the look of concentration on his face as he nods intently while you explain what each product is for is absolutely adorable; it's the same concentrated look he gets when he's reviewing game footage, meaning he's taking this seriously for you.) he's also the type that loves to follow you around. it's a common joke for his fans to comment "walk him like a dog, sis!" on any candid photos of you + yoichi because he is almost always holding your hand while trailing behind you. he's like your shadow as he follows you around different stores in the mall, and even when you tell him he can just sit down with the other boyfriends while you just try on some clothes, he refuses to leave your side. tries to follow you to the dressing room, and gets all pouty when he realizes he's not allowed in. makes you walk outside the dressing room with the new outfits on so he can rate them (he is incredibly biased and believes everything looks good on you and forces you to bring everything to the cashier so he can swipe his card to get it for you <3)
๨ৠREO MIKAGE â cannot handle anyone else taking up large chunks of your time, especially when he rarely gets to see you during game season. makes a face anytime he realizes that the server at the restaurant is a guy. the server will smile at you and tell you that he'll get started on that meal for you right away, and reo leans forward once he's gone and goes, "i can't believe he was flirting with you right in front of me! disgusting!" he's actually convinced that every man in the world wants you for themselves, and if you tease him by threatening to run off with any of these men, he'll instantly frown and start telling you to take that back right now! however, he is entirely convinced that you are the greatest thing to ever grace this earth, and he feels so proud whenever you two are out in public and a fan or an employee compliments you. they could say anything postive about you, and he'll beam with pride, going "i know, right? i tell her this all the time!" it's almost common knowledge that the easiest way to get on reo's good side is to treat you well. he also loves listening to you gossip, and is the type of boyfriend who loves all your friends (even if he can't quite remember their names; it's only important that they treat you kindly and loyally), and hates everyone that you hate. he's also less forgiving than you; if someone backstabs you but you forgive them and grant them a second chance, just know that reo still hates their guts and he'll make it incredibly obvious.
๨ৠSEISHIRO NAGI â canât help but make video game versions of the two of you any chance he gets. heâll pretend to not notice the way your eyes light up when you pass by any claw machine containing plushies of your favorite anime characters, but somehow heâll manage to find himself at the machine, casually winning you your favorite as if the game isnât designed to make everyone lose. (heâs just that good.) even if youâre not as big of a gamer as him, heâll watch you play sims 4 (and subsequently watch you spend 3 hours on the create-a-sim section because youâre trying to create a perfect carbon copy of the two of you.) looks for his favorite hoodie only to glance over at your still-sleeping form on his bed and realizes that youâre wearing it. you look adorable in it; heâs taller than you, bigger in every aspect, so the material swallows you up. (he doesnât wake you up nor does he ask for it back.) despite the fact that heâs taller than you, nagi is definitely a big baby, and is constantly the little spoon. he loves to come home and bury his face in your neck, loves the way you gently run your fingers through his hair (itâs the easiest way for him to fall asleep), and heâll constantly try to find ways for you to hold him.
๨ৠRIN ITOSHI â grants you âscary dog privilege.â literally will mean mug every man in the street as the two of you are walking together. everyone thinks that rin would be a selfish lover from his outside appearance, but he surprisingly puts up with a lot of your antics because he loves you so much. you donât bother buying a step stool because you count on rin to get you anything you need from the tall shelves (and when youâre mad at him, heâll purposely find ways to get all your most-used items on a hard-to-reach area so you have to sulkily seek him out and ask for his help. thereâs no way in hell you put your face wash on top of the fridge, and rin looks all too happy to grab it for you.) he has a very bare social media account and most of the time, he just posts whatever his publicists draft up for him. the only post he has personally created and shared himself is the one of you on your birthday; in a sea of promotional posters and professionally taken game highlights, the smiling faces of you and rin stand out. (itâs the happiest any of his fans have ever seen him look.)
๨ৠRENSUKE KUNIGAMI â his teammates make fun of him because he is notoriously loyal to you. they tricked him and took him out to a strip club, and thereâs a viral video of kunigami staring intently at his phone, never looking up once at his surroundings. (he was going through your instagram feed + then ran out of photos to look at, so he started going through his camera roll to look at pictures and videos of you.) is the boyfriend who embodies the phrase âwear whatever you want, baby, i can fight.â thereâs a photo of you two that did numbers on pinterest. kunigmai is such a big guy, towers over you, honestly, but he readily gets down on his knees for you. in the photo, you two are dressed up to attend a gala. heâs on his knees, and you have one high-heel clad foot resting on the top of his thigh as he looks down and is adjusting the ankle strap of your heel for you. his friends shared the photo in the team groupchat and called him a simp, but kunigami knows that if they had someone half as great as you, theyâd act just the same.
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I love it when my husband has a bad day.
Don't get me wrong, it's not like I want to see him sad because things didn't go as planned during practice or that teammate of his was more annoying then usual. I just like the way he acts when he comes home to me after a bad day.
Some people shout and get angry. Other people isolate themselves to calm down after those (unavoidable) bad days. But not the man I promissed to love in sickness and health.
When he comes home, he doesn't say anything. He takes off his jacket and shoes as quick as possible and just throws himself at me. He then proceeds to nuzzle his head in my neck, still not saying a word, and, after he found the "perfect" position (which I know he did, cause he sighs and smiles when he does find it), he grabs my hand and puts it in hair, as if it's a silent plea for me to tangle my fingers through his locks and massage his scalp.
We spend hours like this. Just me and him bathing in each other's presence, without anything or anyone else to intervee. Sometimes, he even falls asleep, and I want to gush about how comfortable he is around me and yap about how cute he is while sleeping (even if he drools all over the bed most of the times). And then I concentrate on him and him only: his softened breath, his heart pace starting to slow down and those inconscious sounds he lets out when I caress the right spot.
I love to whisper to him about my day while passing my hand underneath his shirt, noticing the tension leaving his body and feeling each muscle he worked oh so hard to build. One time, I even joked about giving him a massage. He didn't deny it, so I think he wants one. He just doesn't know how to ask (we really need to work on this kind of communication).
I love my husband. And I love the domesticity and good moments his bad days provide: just me and him, showing our love for each other without needing to say anything.
ITOSHI RIN, ITOSHI SAE, Barou Shoei, Shidou Ryusei (hear me out on this one), Oliver Aiku, Michael Kaiser, Nagi Seishiro, Kunigami Rensuke, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shoto, Ushijima Wakatoshi, KAGEYAMA TOBIO, KOZUME KENMA, Tsukishima Kei, Akaashi Keiji
~ A/N: This is heavly inspired by a reddit post I saw!! Apparently, the og post user is @ThrowawayEngland2022 on reddit. Make sure to follow them!!
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thinking about rin having a girly girlfriend who's obsessed with adorable pastel-colored things .. he'd look so out of place inside your bedroom, it's filled with cute posters, mini and big figurines of sanrio and your favorite fictional characters, pastel colored clothes, and your bed has your beloved stuff toys at every corner.
his backpack would have cute keychains and plushies hanging on them, some were a gift from you and some are yours that you just wanted to him to have on his bag (your bag is heavy from all the keychains you have, plus there's no more space).
just imagine him looking intimidating and scary, but then you hear the loud clinking of pastel colored keychains hanging from his bag. he doesn't mind having them, sure it's a bit loud and distracting, but it prevents girls (and sometimes boys) from approaching, asking him for his number.
he calls it a repellent of some sorts.
and !!!! he also has a bracelet that you gave him, a pink colored one with an owl charm. if he has a clear phone case, then a polaroid photo of you (or the two of you) would definitely be in it. if not, he'd have a picture of you as his lockscreen, specifically a photo that you don't know about.
people who seem him for the first time in campus think âoh .. that guy definitely has a lover.â, and give up the motive of asking him for his name or number.
#definitely not self indulgent#i'm the girly girlfriend btw#definitely didn't giggle while making this#HE'S SOOO !!!!#â queued!#đ : miro writes#rin x reader#rin itoshi x reader#blue lock x reader#bllk x reader
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Love when they are just R O U N D:
Like, let me just cup their R O U N D cheeks and just squish squish~
They all GREW up though:
DAMN!
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SPLASH .á
ft. itoshi sae, itoshi rin, michael kaiser, mikage reo, seishiro nagi, & meguru bachira (honourable mention) x fem!reader
synopsis. showering & bathing with your bllk husbands !
content warning. sfw !! suggestive but not really (?) but obviously lots of nakedness ă pet names ă mentions of menustral period, blood, & cramps in rinâs part ă you scare the shit out of rin ă itoshi brothers call you insults affectionately ă you might have smacked saeâs butt ăgentleman reo ă theyâre all crazy rich men obsessed with you .
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âhmm, this should do it!â you mused, a pleased smile gracing your lips as you admired your reflection in the vanity mirror. you twirled left and right, the rose-gold satin robe flowing gracefully like liquid gold as you checked yourself from every angle.
the silk was a recent gift from sae, one he had brought back from spain, and its smooth fabric clung loosely to your body.
tonight would be like every other night when your husband was homeâ you were ready to indulge in your routineâ taking a shower with sae. initially, you were never the clingy type, but that all changed early in your marriage;
you had accidentally walked in on him under the assumption he was still at football practice, only to be met with the sight of him under the shower, water streaming down his sculpted body. you were flashed. though startled at first, he recovered pretty quickly and nonchalantly asked you to join him as if it was the most natural thing in the world. after all, it wasnât like it was the first time youâd seen him naked, right?
your eyes flickered to the digital display on your mirror, noting the time and cool temperature. an idea occurred to you, and you decided that maybe after the shower, you could suggest a quick dip in the pool. the weather was nice and it wasnât too late, either.
excitedly, you rushed into the master bathroom and swung the door loudly. you caught sight of him standing beneath the showerhead in the large shower enclosure, the droplets trailing down his well-built chest, then to his toned thighs and calves, and then finally pooling at his feet. the elder itoshiâs gaze met yours and he sighed, unfazed by your entranceâ this had become routine for him, too.
his eyes travelled over to the smooth robe you were wearing, immediately recognizing it as the one he had gifted you. âyou look beautiful,â he said simply as he reached to turn off the water and slid open the glass door.
âthank you,â you smiled as you began to undress. the silky material slipped off your shoulders easily, bunching up at your feet on the tiled floor. he extended his hand out toward you, and you took it, stepping into the shower stall.
âcareful, donât slip,â he warned.
you rolled your eyes, giving him a light smack on his rear, which made him frown slightlyâ he was usually the one doing that to you, not the other way around. you slid the door closed and retorted with a cheeky grin, âplease, who do you think i am?â
he flicked your forehead gently and turned the water back on. âyou say that every time but somehow still manage to slip, stupid.â
as the cool water hit your skin, you looked up at sae with a pout. âbaby, the waterâs too cold. iâve told you before, iâd love it if you warmed it up whenever i enter.â
âyeah, yeah, what a spoiled princess,â he muttered, shooting you a half-assed glare before adjusting the temperature to your liking. you couldnât help but smirk. thereâs something you and only you could knowâ sae loved to spoil you like crazy during your showers, and that is precisely why you allowed yourself to play the role of a spoiled brat, knowing he would not mind and rather entertain it.
you wrapped your arms around his waist, looking up at him and purposely fluttering your soft lashes. he grunted, recognizing the familiar look of expectation in your serene eyes. he looked up at the shelf that held various bottles of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.Â
âwhich body wash do you want this time?â he asked, his hand hovering over the shelf, knowing you could be indecisive. âand no being picky.â
you tapped your finger against your lips, eyeing the different scents he had spoiled you with. âhmm, i want the coconut drift, plââ before you could finish, he was already reaching for it, âactually, i want the raspberry dreamscape.â
he narrowed his teal eyes at you but complied anyway, grabbing your light blue loofah from the hook. he squirted the raspberry-scented body wash onto it, rubbing it until it lathered into a light pink foam. he sat down on the wide bench built into the wall, pulling you by the waist until you stood right between his legs.
you looked down at him with a gentle smile, sighing softly and resting your hands on his shoulders as he scrubbed from your neck down to your abdomen. he then turned you around to scrub your back.
âsae, i know youâre taking a peek,â you teased, glancing back at him over your shoulder.
âyeah, no shit. iâm scrubbing your pretty ass right now,â he replied casually, being particularly gentle on your cheeks.
smiling, you turned back around and reached for your cherry dew shampoo, pumping some into your hands. you lathered it up before sae stood up, holding your waist and lowering his head slightly so your fingers could reach his wet, reddish hair.
âsmells like you,â he murmured as you massaged your shampoo into his scalp.
âgood, youâll think of me while youâre training.â
âi do that regardless.â
his words caught you off-guard, making you fumble slightly as you ruffled his hair. âr-rightâŚâ you stammered before quickly changing the subject. ââoh, i almost forgot, do you want to go outside? the weatherâs nice.â
sae moved aside the damp strands of hair clinging to your skin and planted a light kiss on the side of your neck. âalright,â
as you followed him out of the enclosure, your wet foot accidentally slipped on the polished floor tiles. you panicked, squeezing your eyes shut, bracing yourself for the fall, but instead of hitting the solid floor, you felt a pair of strong hands catch you. sae steadied you and then handed you a towel to dry off.
âtold you youâd manage to slip this time, too,â he added, slipping on his velvety, crimson robe with a smirk that only fueled your embarrassment.
âughâŚâ you groaned as you wrapped yourself in your rose-gold robe. you looked up at him, then without a word, hugged him tightly. âcarry me.â
he rolled his eyes, but you found yourself pressed up against his chest in less than a moment, his arms wrapped securely around you. your arms clung around his neck, and your legs linked tightly around his waist.
âwhy did i marry you, again?â he asked, pinching your side lightly.
you buried your face into the crook of his neck and he could feel you grin against his skin. âbecause you love me.â
â. . . unfortunately.â
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âi thought i told you to get up,â rin grumbled, looming over the bed where you were cuddled comfortably under the duvet. âyouâre lucky iâm even taking time out of my day to help you.â
you burrowed yourself deeper into the bed, pulling the duvet over your head to avoid his gaze. âi donât want to move!â you protested, and even that subtle movement sent a sharp pain through your abdomen, making you wince at your crampsâ unbearable pain. âand besides, that's the bare minimââ
unimpressed, rin rolled his eyes and yanked the blanket off your face, gently lifting you up into his arms. your legs dangled over his elbows as he held you close. âiâve already prepared the bath.â he said softly.
you tried to resist, throwing weak punches at his chest with your fists, but it was no use. you gave up and fell limp against his chest. the pain was too much, too uncomfortable, and the idea of being spoiled by your husband, even for a little while, was pretty tempting.Â
still, you werenât going to surrender completely without a fight. as you buried your face into his chest, an ominous smile tugged at your lipsâ a smile rin which knew all too well, one that made him visibly nervous. it was the kind of smile that meant you had something up your sleeve.
âi donât know what youâre thinking of, but seriously, forget it,â he warned, eyeing you suspiciously. you responded by giving him an innocent kiss on the cheek, causing him to pause and narrow his turquoise eyes. âdammit.â
your husband set you down on the bathroom counter and began unbuttoning your floral pajama top, pulling it over your head. you gripped the edge of the counter for support, tipping your head back slightly as he leaned in to plant a soft kiss onto your neck.Â
while rin busied himself with discarding the rest of your clothes, you slyly reached out and grabbed the white, gold-rimmed bin filled up with lotions, moisturizers, essential oils, and various other bath products. pretty normal, nothing suspicious so far. you peered into it, a giggle escaping your lips as you spotted this eveningâs target: a bath bomb.
but this time, its colour was red.
âstop giggling at nothing, you weirdo,â he chided, scooping you carefully into his arms. his expression softened as he noticed how tightly your fingers gripped onto him, and the way your eyes squeezed shut in discomfort. âsorry, did that hurt?â
ân-no, iâm fine,â you reassured him. rin nodded, lowering you gently into the large, pre-prepared bath. it was just the way you liked it during your painful time of the monthâ warm, bordering on hot, with medium-sized bubbles floating on the surface.
âiâll bring your favourite chocolate in a bit,â he said, gently lapping the water toward you before attempting to withdraw and leave. âcall my name if you need anything, iâll be outsâ shit.â
it happened too fast for him to react. before he could finish his sentence, you grabbed his arm with whatever strength you had left and pulled him into the bath with you. he fell into the water with a loud splash, soaking him completely. for a hot moment, the bathroom was filled with awkward silence and the sound of water settling around you.
rin sat there, his stretchy navy shirt and black, knee-high shorts clinging to his body, drenched and dripping. he closed his eyes, one hand covering his face like a visor as he tried to calm himself. his other hand rested on the slippery surface of the tub for support.
you bit your lip, struggling to stifle a giggle as you crawled through the water towards him, pushing his knees apart so you could sit on his lap.
âi think itâs unfair that you still have your clothes on while iâm⌠yâknow,â you pouted.
he threw you a glare, his hands gripping your waist as he tried to push you away, but you wouldnât budge. âi fucking knew there was something wrong with your sudden obedience,â he scoffed, throwing his head back against the rim of the tub in surrender. you took the opportunity to hook your legs under his thighs and peel the shirt over his head.
âiâll leave your shorts onâŚâ you paused, raising an eyebrow suggestively. ââunless?â
âno.â
âyeahâ thought so.â
settling against his chest, you felt his large hands move to rub berry blossom body wash into his palms. he placed both hands on your waist, sliding them up and down your sides before his fingers began tracing lazily patterns along your back.
you softly sighed and rested your chin on his upper chest, looking as blissful as ever. rin was almost tempted to lean down and kiss you until you were gasping for air, but you beat him to it. linking your arms around his neck, you slotted your mouth against his. he reciprocated, but not before pinching your side lightly, just enough to squirm in his grasp.
unbeknownst to him, however, your arm had slithered around and rummaged quietly through the white bin until it found a soft, round object. you smiled against his mouth, then subtly dropped the red bath bomb into the water with a quiet splash.
âf-fuckâŚâ you whimpered suddenly, breaking the kiss and clutching your stomach as your face contortedâeyes squintingâin feigned pain.
rinâs brows furrowed in confusion, and he instinctively adjusted his position to grip onto your shoulders in concern. âwhatâs wrong? you okay?â
you didnât respond, instead blinking up at him with half-closed eyes once, then twice, before letting your eyelids slip shut and beginning to breathe softly.
ây/ââ one could say his heart practically stopped beating at that moment, his eyes widening as he watched the water around you cloud with a sweet cherry red dye. it also definitely did not help that you decided it was a good idea to fall limp onto his chest, though you were clearly breathing normally.
was your monthly bleeding supposed to be this excessive?
âw-what the fuck!â he fretted in horror as he shook your shoulders forcefully, his hand trembling as he patted your cheek, trying to get you to meet his gaze. your eyes were bleary, yet they still had their usual shine. âis this fucking normal? are you going to bleed to death? should i call for helpâ??â
over the course of your marriage, you had never seen rin panic like this. in the ten-plus years of knowing him, this was the first time youâd witnessed him so completely consumed by worry for you. typically, rin kept his emotions under control, reacting subtly to any situation. but now, as the vivid colour surrounded you both, you could see the raw concern surfacing on his face.
of course, a large part of you felt guiltyâ wondering if maybe youâd gone a tad bit too far this time. the last thing you wanted was for him to fall ill or lose focus during his next game because of the stress you caused.
unable to hold it back any longer, you let out the laugh youâd been suppressing, and rinâs expression immediately shifted from panic to deadpan. like, literally. immediately. just that stupid giggle of yours was all it took for him to realize he had managed to fall for one of your traps yet againâ this time, in the most ridiculous way possible.
he simply stood up without a word and kicked the lumpy, fizzing bath bomb away. then, with water dripping down his tight-to-skin shorts, he stepped out of the tub.
âwait, rinââ you called out from behind, your hands gripping the rim of the tub as you tried to sit up.
he glanced over his shoulder with an unreadable expression as he dried himself with a towel. you noticed the faint pink tint on his cheeks, likely from the lingering embarrassment and panic. after all, even if your bleeding had been heavy, there was no way the dye wouldâve been that saturated in such a large tub.
â...iâm going to say this one more time,â he said calmly, âcall me if you need anything or if you want to leave the tub so i can bathe you,â he walked slowly back to you, bending down until his face was close to yours.
âiâm sorââ you started to apologize, but he cut you off.
âand one more thing,â he added, cupping your face gently in his hands. âyou scared me to death, you fool. i fucking love you. donât do that again.â
before you could respond, he sealed his lips against yours. it was safe to say you decided then and there that you wouldnât pull that particular prank againâ at least, not without the promise that heâd shower with you as part of the deal, of course.
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friday had finally arrivedâ the long-awaited end to an exhausting week. to you, it usually meant you had all the time in the world to pamper yourself and indulge in self-care. heavy emphasis on usually, because unfortunately, this wasnât always the case when you had an extremely insufferable (but annoyingly loveable) husband.
if there was one thing kaiser excelled atâ besides hurling terrifyingly creative insults at people he barely knew and dominating the football fieldâ it was his nonstop teasing.
you stepped into your spacious master bathroom with a soft towel embroidered with delicate begonia patterns tucked snugly under your arm. your shoulders felt unbearably stiff, and your back throbbed with ache. the thought of dipping your leg into the hot, bubbly bath you had prepared earlier was quite literally the only thing keeping you upright.
finally, your body made contact with the euphoric warmth as you lowered yourself into the wide, glossy marble bathtub positioned near the window. the heat of the water instantly began to soothe your sore muscles, and you let out a content sigh, leaning back against the built-in backrest.
oh, it was going to be so relaxing. would have been, if kaiser hadnât suddenly barged into the washroom without so much as a courtesy knockâ though knowing him, you doubted he even considered such things. the sudden intrusion made you flinch and pulled you out of the comfortable state youâd just begun to enjoy.
âknock before you enter, stupid,â you snapped, shooting him a glare as you sank deeper into the frothy water until only the top half of your head peeked out.
kaiser shut the door behind him and stood there practically naked. your eyes trailed down the path of pearly beads of water that teasingly trickled down his toned chest with no shame. the white cotton towel that hung loosely around his waist threatened to unravel and reveal whatâs hidden beneath with the slightest blow of the wind.
âyouâre really soaking in here all by yourself after i told you i wanted to join you, prinzessin?â he rolled his eyes, but with no real irritation in his voice as he sauntered toward you. his fingers deftly unhooked the towel from his waist, nonchalantly tossing it into the hamper.
you pushed yourself back up, fingers gripping the edge of the bathtub for support before wiping your face with your palms, water droplets sliding down your cheeks. raising a brow, you asked, âmihyaâ are you seriously planning to get in even after youâve clearly just showered?â
you watched as he slipped into the tub, settling in front of you. his head leaned back against the cool marble edge, arms casually draped along the sides of the bathtub.
âthat was just the rinse i always take after football practice,â he explained lazily, âis it really so terrible to want to bathe with my beautiful wife?â
you let out an exaggerated sigh, trying to hide the smile that was tugging at the corners of your lips from his complimentâ though he tended to throw that one your way frequently.
âyouâre so annoying,â you laughed, slowly crawling across the slippery surface of the tub toward him. your hands settled on his broad shoulders as you guided yourself onto his bare lap. ânow i donât even have room to stretch my legs.â
his tattooed hand, adorned with the blue crown, came to rest on your waist. though, unfortunately, you were oblivious to the subtle movement of his other hand, instead nestling your head against his chest.
it felt so sereneâ until it wasnât.
seriously, what could possibly go wrong while youâre comfortably straddling your husbandâs lap, eyes sewn shut, head on his chest as you try to continue your weekly post-work relaxation session?
apparently, everything.
in an instant, a jolt of freezing cold water slammed onto your back, each drop hitting you like a small brick. your eyes flew open and a loud gasp was drawn from you as you shot upright, instinctively scrambling away from him. you nearly slipped on the slick surface in the process as you tried to escape the showerhead above you. who thought it was a good idea to combine a bathtub with a shower, anyway?
âmichael!â you whined, seeking warmth under the foamy blanket of sea. âthat was cruelâŚâ
he grinned, reaching over to turn off the water, which had started to drench him, too.
âsorry, meine liebe,â he cooed, moving to your side and pressing a gentle, almost apologetic kiss to your trembling shoulders. âi heard cold waterâs great for sore muscles.â
âyou and i both know thatâs not why you did it,â you shot back, narrowing your eyes at him.
he raised his hands in mock surrender, his grin widening as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer until your cheek pressed against his chest.
âhmm. well, you know, if iâm feeling generous, i might give you a life-changing massage or even treat you to your favourite food if yââ
âlife-ending massage, you mean. you nearly crushed my bones last timeâ i literally felt my soul leaving my body.â you paused for emphasis before adding, âand i'm getting my food without any âifsâ.â
he chuckled and stood up with a smirk, the water sliding off his exposed body as he stepped out of the tub. he grabbed his simple towel and slung it over his shoulder before glancing back at you.
âfine, but i wonât order anythingâ iâll cook.â
your heart sank. his cooking was nothing short of life-threatening.
âgod, please, no!â
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âsorry, sweetheart, let me justâŚâ reo murmured, draping a silky, red fabric over your eyes, tying it securely behind your head. âthere we go, baby. can you see anything?â
âno, reo,â you replied with a small shake of your head as your hand hovered uncertainly in the air, searching for his.Â
a soft laugh escaped his lips before reaching out to thread his fingers in your hand. you could only weakly map out every subtle turn in your mind as he led you somewhere in your mansion. finally, he came to a stop, causing you to bump into his firm back.
your toes flexed and unflexed, feeling the plush carpet beneath you. the texture was familiar, and you quickly recognized that he had brought you to the grand bathroom adjacent to the balcony on the upper level of your mansion.
âready?â he asked, the double doors creaking softly as he opened them. he turned back to you, fingers curling around your wrist, pulling you in. âiâm taking your blindfold off, sweetheart.â
as the velvety fabric slipped off and fluttered noiselessly to the carpet, your eyes widened in awe. a gasp escaped past your parted, plump lips as you took in the almost surreal sight in front of you.
âbaby, you didnât have toâŚâ
you entered the large, steamy room and the warmth of the automatically heated floor, immediately seeped into your feet. in the corner of the washroom, the jacuzzi tub was filled to the brim with fluffy clouds of white foam, and was decorated with delicate red rose petals scattered everywhere like confetti. and to make things even more romantic, vanilla-scented candles were lit on the flat edges of the tub.
your gaze shifted to a small glass table beside the tub, where a bubble machine quietly hummed classical music and released shimmering bubbles into the air.Â
âdo you like it?â his voice interrupted your silent admiration, and you quickly turned around, a sheepish smile spreading across your face. you locked your arms around his neck, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
âi⌠i love it,â you whispered. your eyes wafted back toward the jacuzzi and you moved toward it. âthank you, reo.â
he smiled, a gentle curve of his lips that reached his eyes as he rested a reassuring hand on your shoulder. his fingers began to work from behind, unzipping the back of your fitted dress and pulling the delicate material down. âanything for my favourite lady.â
the cool air soon kissed your bare skin; dress and undergarments neatly folded by reo and set aside in the walk-in closet adjoining the bathroom. heat rose to your cheeks as you stood there, exposed. though he had seen you naked countless times before, it had always managed to leave you flustered.
your head hung low, eyes fixed down on the marble tiles beneath you as you crossed your arms over your chest, each hand on the opposite shoulder.
he noticed your bashful demeanor and chuckled softly. his hands found their place on your waist, and he bent down slightly to press slow, sweet kisses along your collarbone. you stared down at him lovingly, hands coming up to card through his soft, amethyst hair. the feeling of his lips trailing across your skin made your breath hitch, and when planted a singular, feather-light kiss on the bottom curve of your breast, your eyes fluttered shut. he straightened up to properly look at you, a grin playing at his lips.
âwhat, you nervous?â he teased, ruffling your hair affectionately. âsmile for me, yeah? my beautiful angel.â
you opened your eyes, looking at him shyly. âstop it⌠youâre embarrassing me.â
he rolled his eyes playfully, his fingers reaching up to loosen his tie when you suddenly stopped him.
âiâm going to undress you.â you stated firmly, your fingers already skillfully loosening the silky tie and sliding it over his head before beginning to work on the black buttons of his suit.
ât-thatâsâŚâ his voice faltered, and he could not suppress the rosy pink tint from spreading across his pale cheeks. the sight of your focused expressionâ your squinted, dreamy eyes and the way your lips tucked under your teeth as you undid his clothing left him flustered.
it made his heart swell from the overwhelming realization of how much he loved you. how had he gotten so lucky, he wondered, to be with someone as lovely and gentle as you, let alone marry you?
âthere, all done!â you exclaimed with a satisfied smile as you gave his firm abs a gentle pat.
âiâm going to make you undress me every single time now, no complaints,â he chuckled, grabbing your hand and helping you into the jacuzzi. the two of you settled beside each other, sinking into the rose-petal-littered, bubbly water.
reo pulled you in closer to him until your bodies were nuzzled together, aligned inch-to-inch. he let out a deep, relaxed sigh, about to throw his head back when he noticed you scooping up a handful of foamy water mixed with a few rose petals, the water seeping from between the gaps of your fingers.
you gave him a cheeky grin as you hovered your hands above his head and released the blooms, letting them fall delicately onto his hair.
he laughed and plucked a petal from his head, pressing it near your collarbone until it stuck. âsorry, gorgeous, but these petals look much better on you,â
he leaned in and pecked your soft lips. one by one, he began to pick up individual petals, carefully sticking each one all over your body, as if adorning you with pretty rubies. his lips followed each placement, planting a tender kiss on every petal he laid on your skin. the whole time, he maintained eye contact with you, those half-lidded orchid eyes making the blood rush rapidly to your cheeks.
satisfied, he reached over and picked up a nearby moveable silver-rimmed mirror and handed it to you, showing you your petal-covered body.
âsee? arenât you just the prettiest?â
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âsei, iâm seriousâ if you fall asleep one more time, iâll leave you in the tub alone,â you warned almost seriously, patting his cheek gently to rouse him. his heavy eyelids fluttered, and you could see the sleep creeping back as he began to slip beneath the water again.
the giant of a manâs broad back was pressed firmly against your chest as your fingers worked their mystique across his fatigued muscles. you kneaded at his shoulders, and fisted at his back, pressing his muscles gently. it wasnât that he was soreâ no. this had become a habit, something he looked forward to after a draining football practice or game.
your massages were the best of the best, his personal heaven, the kind that always managed to lull him to the brink of sleep. he had tried numerous massages from professional masseuses before you two got married, but none could ever compare to the sorcery of your hands.
ânoo, iâll drownnnâŚâ his voice was a whine slurred with sleep. he blinked his bleary eyes before lazily readjusting his position.Â
âthen wake up! youâre heavier when youâre sleeping!â you scolded, poking at his shoulders.
ââkayâŚâ he muttered, but you knew better. as expected, no sooner had he mumbled his agreement than his eyes clamped shut again, his head nodding forward. you grunted softly and wiggled out from under him, carefully removing his weight from your lap.
with some effort, you managed to move your husband, pulling him upright so he could be seated properly against the cool, black granite wall of the pool.
âhmph,â you huffed, shoving your hand underwater before splashing his sleepy face with a huge wave of water. he flinched awake and nearly lost his footing on the slippery pool floor, his hands shooting out to hold onto the edge to steady himself. âyou asked for it, dummy.â
he groaned and rubbed his face with a grumpy expression. âyâplay so unfairly, baby,â he muttered. his long arm reached out and, before you could react, grabbed your wrist, effortlessly pulling you against his chest. your hands were suddenly pressed against his sculpted abdomen. his large hands cupped your cheeks gently, tilting your head to the left, then the right, then back again as if inspecting you.
âhm, somethingâs different âbout you,â he mused, burying his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent with a satisfied hum. âah. new shampooâŚ?â he leaned back slightly, comically raising his head to the crystal chandelier above, as if deep in thought. âstrawberry elixir?â
your eyes widened in surprise. if there was one thing that amazed you about nagi, it was his uncanny observance despite his notorious laziness. you had bought the expensive shampoo just a few days ago and only today had you used it for the first time, when you showered before entering the bath.
it may be the sort of detail people would quickly notice but perhaps that was the special privilege he granted to the person he loved. for you, he gave you the rare gift of his focused attention.
you couldnât help but laugh, shaking your head in amusement. leaning in, you pressed a long kiss to his lips, which he lazily reciprocated. âthatâs not going to make me forgive you, you know,â you murmured against his mouth, though your smile betrayed the truth.
he groaned, shifting his gaze to the scented oil bottles lined along the rim of the hot tub. without much thought, he blinked slowly and shrugged, reaching for the bottle labeled lavender dream. carelessly, he poured the entire contents into the water, the strong fragrance immediately filling the bathroom.
ânagi!â you cried, eyes wide in horror. âyou donât just add oil directly to water! they wonât mix!â
he paused, staring at the tiny droplets of oil floating on the surface before glancing down at the guilty-looking empty bottle in his hands. âoh. youâre right.â
âdonât justâ!â
âuh⌠i have an idea,â he muttered, calmly ruffling your hair. you watched as he pushed himself up and out of the hot tub (youâre amazed he took the initiative to do something himself) and walked to the controller wall, completely unbothered by the fact he was butt-naked.
at the click of one rectangular button, the jets at the bottom of the tub immediately activated and powerful streams of water began to come from underneath, kneading at your muscles.
a delightful sigh left your lips as nagi slid back beside you, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist from behind and rested his chin on your shoulder.
âsee, baby?â he murmured, trailing his fingers over the water, feeling the water ripple over his skin. âthe oilâll disappear sooner or later, mâkay?â
you nodded your head, slightly but not fully convinced. you turned around to hug him, closing your eyes. âsure⌠but iâll just use one of the guest bathrooms if it doesnât.â
âweâll.âÂ
he added too quickly for a man like him. he needed your massages after allâ not the jets which, while comforting, did not come close enough to the way your hands worked.
you rolled your eyes playfully and smiled, âyes, yes, together.â
just then, the large television mounted on the porcelain-tiled wall turned on, drawing your attention. you turned your head to find nagi waving the remote with a subtle grin.
âwanna watch a movie and cuddle?â
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also, the bath would inevitably become a sea of yellow rubber duckies because he thinks they're cute and they match his hair! he does leave the cleanup to you, though :(
besides, this man would be so indecisive when it comes to water temperature. one minute itâs icy cold, the next itâs scorching hot, only to swing to cold again because, well, he felt like it! the two of you would end up dancing in the water like goofs, splashing and kicking at each other because no one is watching you in your private yardâ but youâre sure heâd do it in front of many eyes anyway.
one of his favourite games is to try and carry you on his back as he swims around the tub. despite your repeated warnings that heâd sink under the combined weight, heâd insist on trying, each attempt failing worse than the previous.
but the best part? even though youâre both naked, baths and showers with him were about anything but sexual. he sees you nakedâ okay? lovely! letâs see who could hold their breath the longest underwater.
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đŠę¨ď¸đŞ âââ as the last woman on earth, a government bounty marks you as humanityâs only hope for repopulation. unexpectedly, stumbling into your college football team becomes your lifeline, but instead of turning you in, they want to impregnate you on their own terms.
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đŠę¨ď¸đŞ âââ fem!reader, mentions of sexism in medicine, gangbang, breeding, cunninlingus, unprotected s*x, mild degradation, reader gets spanked once, mentions of food, mentions of babies, mentions of pregnancy, reverse harem, reader gets kidnapped, creampies, double penetration, nipple play, mentions of viral outbreaks, home isolation, mentions of human torture and experimentation, apocalypse AU, dark content ahead (10k+ words i am sick in the head)
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One thing about life you were coming to find out in your short existence, was that it could change in the blink of an eye.
One day, youâre a popular cheerleader everyone loves, on the Deanâs List and speeding through to a life of accolades and financial stability, then the next, a viral outbreak spirals out of control, infecting and offing only women.Â
It started with rapid coughing and sneezing. Many expert scientists cited a woman's inferior immune system compared to men. They barely paid any attention to the growing casualties in one half of the population, just like how they turned a blind eye to PCOS or the persistent chronic pain most women seemed to experience throughout their lives.Â
As the voices of one half went unheard, the dire consequences slapped mankind fully in the face.Â
Birth rates dropped, many nations lost their manpower and society became increasingly violent and hostile.Â
Those women that were left were transferred to medical facilities under the guise of rehabilitating them. But, there were the rumours of abuse and medical experiments that arose from shady forums and chat groups.Â
You had read some of them from Jiennaâs laptop when she was still alive.
Your best friend and roommate was an advocate for womenâs rights, even before the world hadnât gone to shit, and she was the first one who opened your eyes to the blatant mistreatment women were going through official medical channels. When the virus hit, the both of you huddled in your shared dormitory, trading packets of ramen and stories while waiting for more aid to come.Â
She always had such a bright smile and determination. The day the virus took her away from you was one you could never forget.Â
Jienna laid on her bed, a grey pallor overtaking her once radiant skin. The skincare she religiously applied was gathering dust on her dresser, and everytime she exhaled, it sounded coarser and coarser.
Eventually, she closed her eyes and never awoke again, and you had to page the medical team to extract her body, all while tears streamed down your cheeks and you were hovering on the edge of a full meltdown.
Your family across the country couldnât even come and see you; your brothers were barred from taking you back home, as every woman in the district was given strict orders to remain at home and behind locked doors to keep the virus away.Â
But, it always managed to slip through the cracks. Whether it was from infected food or contaminated medical equipment.Â
The virus killed any female it touched.
News reports began surfacing that hens were dying out, impacting the supply of eggs. Cows were dropping dead in fields, the worldâs milk supply running dry for the first time in existence. The pregnant black cat you used to feed behind your dorms was found dead behind a dumpster by a group of computer science boys.Â
Slowly, the world descended into chaos, and more and more women were disappearing.
It was exactly day 40 of your lockdown when you decided you would run away.
Packing every non-perishable canned food you could find into a big bag, you waited until dusk fell and when the nurses would hand you your dinner. You knew it would be one of the older security guys who used to direct parking on your campus, and he had a bad hip so he couldnât chase you down.Â
As much as you hated hurting him, the first punch in his face was enough to knock him out cold. You hopped over his body, careening down the hallway and pushing yourself towards the outside of the college campus.Â
Luck was on your side when you dashed out the front door to find an idle truck. It was from one of the block rangers, and you didnât hesitate to jump inside of it, revving the engine and stepping down on the gas pedal.Â
Someone yelled out your name, but you were too fired up to care. In your mind, you decided it would be better to die from the virus than staying cooped up for the rest of your life. At least with dying, you would be free.Â
You had no plan and no idea what to do next but to race towards the closest abandoned building you could find. Jienna had told you about it during her dying daysâhow there was a series of abandoned buildings just at the edge of town where defiant women stayed the last of their days there.Â
Having seen with your own eyes what the virus did to your roommate, you were sure you were prepared to go out the same way. There would be a few days where your immune system fought back, but without the right food and care, you would waste yourself away.
Better than being trapped forever in a small dorm. You viciously gunned the engine and raced towards that shining beacon of hope.Â
The buildings out of town were abandoned like Jienna said, and you prepared to set up your death camp. The concrete slab walls were drab and the floor was too hard and cold to sleep on, but you made do with a blanket you managed to steal from the lobby.Â
Days passed and soon, you were starting to wonder if the virus was even real. Your meals consisted of canned beans and whatever scraps you could find in the dumpster nearby. You didnât dare to light a fire in case it might attract someoneâs attention, and your showers were virtually non-existent.
Maybe I shouldnât have left the dorms.Â
Those thoughts of âwhat ifâ and âshould havesâ kept you up at night and haunted your waking moments.Â
One day, you thought you heard footsteps echoing down the hallways, but then, you found out it was just a bunch of squatters looking for a place to sleep. They turned their nose up on the squalor and left you alone feeling bemused and a little disappointed that not even the lowest rank of humanity would want to spend a night at a place you consistently slept in.Â
But, your newfound freedom was too good to be true.
It had been too quiet and too peaceful. The bubble was waiting to pop and your hopes burst one day when you awoke in cold sweat to hear a manâs voice down the hallways.
â... heard she escaped hereâŚâÂ
âAre you sure?âÂ
The fatigue weighing you down shot out of your system and you sat up ramrod straight, rushing to get your goods without making a sound.Â
âNo news of⌠gotta be the last one in the vicinityâŚâÂ
You hurriedly stuffed your blanket into your backpack, taking care not to breathe too loud in case they might hear. The beam of a flashlight pricked your irises, and having lived for a while in the dark, you werenât used to such brightness.
Squinting, you stayed close to the walls, slinging your bag onto your shoulders and preparing to depart down a flight of steps straight into the forest fringing these buildings. Your flexibility as a cheerleader back in your old life helped you out to creep on the floors quietly, extending one leg and then another while keeping close to the walls.Â
However, you didnât see where your foot landed, and before you could stop in mid-step, the empty can of beans went clattering to the ground.
For a split second, all you could hear was your breath and the rush of blood in your ears.
The beam of light immediately swung towards your direction, illuminating your left leg and the implicated empty can in question.Â
Shit. You had been discovered.
âWait!â One of the men yelled, but you didnât stop to listen. Hightailing it out of here, you sprinted to the entrance, about to escape into the night when you felt a bigger body slam into you from the side.Â
Screaming out, you barely caught a glimpse of your perpetrator, but he was holding you down with his larger body, pinning you right to the dirty ground.
âGot her!â he yelled back to other men. âItâs a girl! Sheâs here!âÂ
You blindly reached your hand out and felt the sharp edge of a rock cut into your palm. Swinging it towards him, you bashed the side of his head, and in the glimpses of light from the shining moon up ahead, you caught sight of his vivid, dark hair.Â
The man yelped and stumbled back, staunching the heavy flow of blood oozing from his right cheek.
âFuck!â he bellowed, and you used his momentum of shock to push him off of you.Â
But, he had enough dexterity to clamp a hand around your knee, bringing you back down to the ground.Â
âNo!â you started to scream and sob. âPlease! Let me go!âÂ
Someone else came to his rescue, holding you down. You felt ropes around your wrists, drawing them behind your back. Your sobs were muffled by a bag thrown over your head, and for good measure, they tied your ankles, too. It took two of them to carry you into a car, and you were laid on someoneâs lap, his arms roping around you and pressing you to his chest.Â
As the men piled back into the car, you started to sob when you heard the engine ignite.Â
âSsh, itâs okay,â the man who held you crooned. âItâs gonna be fine, Y/N.âÂ
Through your tears, you recognized that they knew your name.Â
A hand touched your knee, rubbing it soothingly. âWeâre not here to hurt you.â
That voice. You had heard it before. It brought to mind dark blue eyes and a mop of dark hair. A pair of toned legs tearing through a football field and a charming, lopsided smile.
âI-Isagi?âÂ
He hummed. âItâs me, Y/N. Barouâs holding you, by the way.âÂ
In answer, the self-proclaimed king of the field back from when your college days consisted of study horrors and not a world crisis, flooded your mind with stark familiarity when he exhaled out your name.Â
âHey, Y/N.âÂ
âItâs the boys from the football team,â Isagi informed you, like you were on a road trip with them instead of forcefully being kidnapped against your own will.Â
âH-how did you find me?â The bag they stuffed over your head smelled musty, and you struggled to talk through it. âC-can you get this fucking thing off my head?âÂ
Someone pried the sack off, and you inhaled in deep gusts of air, your wide eyes taking in the darkened interior of this truck and the boys who were holding you hostage.Â
Isagi had lost a bit of weight since you last saw him. The last you heard of the Blue Lock teamâs co-captain was that he had lost his mother to the virus and the school had started a fund for him to cover her funeral expenses. Turning your eyes towards the man who was holding you, Barouâs jaw was tight, and his eyes were heavy with dark circles.
The man driving was Kunigami, whose hands were white-knuckled fists on the steering wheel. Next to him in the passenger, bleeding out from his cheek, was Itoshi Rin. You noticed how he side-eyed you from the front, and returned his evasive look with a frosty glare.Â
Lastly, at the back of this 8-seater was Chigiri, Nagi and Reoâthe former two being the most unlikely combination of acquaintances you had ever seen join this ragtag group of football bros. Nagi and Reo were famous for being fused at the hip since they both started their business degree courses together. They rarely fraternised with anyone else outside of their coursemates, much less kidnap some random woman.Â
At the reminder of your predicament, you squirmed, accidentally rubbing your ass all over Barouâs crotch. He didnât react beyond a low hiss of, âQuit it,â those thick and sturdy arms tightening around your trembling body. You tried to ignore how you could feel something hard poking your lower back.Â
âWhy did you kidnap me?â you demanded off the bat. âHow did you find me? What are you going to do with me?âÂ
Those rapid questions were met with silence. You flitted your gaze to each of them, and through the passing snatches of orange streetlights, you saw every one of their expressions drenched in guilt.Â
âWe⌠donât know.âÂ
Isagi was the one who spoke first, preparing himself to earn your rage.
âYou donât know?â you mumbled, growing more incensed every minute with how they had wrenched you from your peaceful life in the ruins. âYou donât know where youâre taking me. What youâre planning to do with me. You donât know the reason why you went through all that trouble to track me down. You donâtââ
âItâs because you have a bounty on your head.â
Rinâs voice cut through your growing tirade, leaving you cold with disbelief.
âI⌠what?âÂ
On your right, Isagi nodded, rubbing the back of his neck like he would rather be somewhere else than in this vehicle having such a difficult conversation.Â
âAfter you escaped, the officials posted your bounty and your suspected whereabouts. Um, itâs uh⌠well, Y/N⌠youâre the last woman alive from our college.âÂ
You exhaled, feeling your chest constrict and tears prick your eyes.Â
All your lecturers⌠your friends⌠your cheerleading gangâŚÂ
âAre they all gone?â The boys didnât comment on your thick voice or the unshed tears.Â
Kunigami was the first one to express his remorse. âIâm sorry, Y/N. Thatâs the truth.âÂ
Rin decided to rip the bandaid off quicker, leaving you reeling in confusion and despair. âThe authorities put up notices for you because your status was unknown. They said that anyone who brought you backâdead or aliveâwould receive two million yen.â
The reality of your situation settled in like sentiment falling to the bottom of a glass jar.Â
You felt cold all over, your heartbeat right in your throat.
âSo, youâre either going to k-kill me or turn me in, huh?âÂ
Your heavy question was met with silence.Â
Surprisingly, it was Nagi at the back who piped up in his lazy, drawling tone. âActually⌠we have a better plan.âÂ
Isagi was the first to react. He shot Nagi a murderous look, shaking his head. Kunigami glanced at the white-haired man through the rearview mirror with narrowed eyes, and Rinâs scowl deepened. Chigiri, who had been quiet throughout this entire exchange, sighed out, âIdiotâ under his breath.
The only one who looked supportive of what Nagi had to say wasâno surprise thereâReo himself.
âItâs a good plan! Sheâs still healthy,â he argued on behalf of his best friend. Nagi nodded, humming.Â
âThe virus shouldâve taken her out weeks ago, but she managed to survive all on her own in such dirty conditions⌠I really think we should give it a shot.â
The air in the car changed; thickening and becoming ripe with tension. Barouâs arms suddenly felt too hot around your body, and you broke out into a sweat.
âIt could work,â Isagi started out slowly, rubbing his chin. He had a look on his face you knew all too wellâthat calculative, goal-hungry stare that would eventually destroy his enemies.Â
Rin tilted his head towards the backseat, his turquoise eyes drawing circles on the carâs water-stained ceiling. âDo you think that would be legal for us to do?âÂ
âWe have to keep her hidden.â Chigiri spoke up, demanding everyone's attention. âThe authorities canât know that we have a woman with us or weâd be punished. We have to be very careful with Y/N.â
You were still drawing blanks on their ideas, growing more frustrated every single second you were kept in the dark from their decisions on your fate. âWhat do you fucking assholes mean? Legal? Keeping me away from the authorities? What do you want with me?âÂ
Your voice broke on the last question, and without warning, you started to sob. The weeks of roughing it out on your own, trying to escape from society and hide in plain sight were taking its toll on you. You wept bitterly, hiding your face behind your hair and sobbing into your shoulder.
âShit,â someone muttered in the front.Â
âGive her some water.âÂ
It was Isagi who gently coaxed your face from your shoulder, holding a bottle of clean water. You contemplated spitting a mouthful at him, but ultimately, your thirst won out and you drank deeply.Â
He wiped your tears off with the sleeve of his threadbare sweater and you hiccuped into a silence, already accepting your death.Â
âWe donât want to hurt you,â Reo murmured from the back. You lifted your swollen, red eyes to find his purple ones full of sincerity. âWe actually want to keep you safe. Thereâs been rumours about human experiments and none of us want you to go through that. We want to keep you safe.â
You shouldâve known the groupâs appointed spokesperson would be a man used to spouting sweet words to get his wayâwhether with professors or girlsâbut a part of you wanted to believe Reo. You were so, so tired of fending for yourself, you wanted someone to help you with the burden of being a woman in these unacceptable times.Â
âYes, Y/N.â Rinâs sudden reassurance struck you dumb with disbelief. âWe have our old frat houseânobody comes by there anymore. Weâll keep you safe there and you can rest.âÂ
It all sounded too good to be true. Here was a band of college footballers being completely sweet with youâwanting to protect, nurture and keep you hidden. But, you were waiting for the other shoe to drop; the catch in this arrangement.Â
âThereâs more,â you whispered, scenting out their bullshit. âYouâre not telling me the real reason.âÂ
Men were never good liarsâthat much you could tell. So, when every single footballer glanced at the other, your senses were in red alert, demanding to uncover what was the terrible footnote to this otherwise flawless proposal.
âWell?â you muttered coldly, strengthening your resolve. âWhat do you want from me? Whatâs the catch?âÂ
Reo was quick to turn your question around. âWhat? Thereâs no catchââ
âThere is.â It was Isagi who spoke, sounding resigned and tired in the dimming darkness. âThere is a catch. We shouldnât lie to her, guys. We all agreed to tell her the truth if we found her and she was willing to listen.âÂ
You held your breath, waiting for Isagi to drop the bomb. He seemed like he needed a moment to stabilise himself. He drew in a deep breath and unlocked his shoulders, looking you square in the eye. You half-wished he had kept you in the dark; never told you the truth. Because what he said next completely swept you off your feet, landing you onto the ground face-first and gasping in disbelief.
âItâs not about rewards or moneyâitâs about duty. We need your help to repopulate this city, Y/N⌠we want you to carry one of our babies.âÂ
You felt a pair of broad-set shoulders shake under your smaller frame, the man underneath you stretching out his kinks and stiff muscles after a night of good sleep.Â
âHm,â he groaned, brushing a hand down your bare spine. âGood morning, angel.âÂ
Reoâs husky voice drew you back into consciousness, and you whined, burying your face into his neck to hide yourself from the morningâs glare. He chuckled at your antics, nosing your hair and pressing soft kisses onto your temple. âCâmon, sweetheart. Itâs Rinâs turn with you today.âÂ
Without missing a beat or opening your eyes, you mumbled: âMaybe you should all fuck me at one go so you guys can see whoâs strong enough to knock me up.âÂ
You meant those words as a joke, but when Reoâs shoulders stiffened, you suddenly realised the depth of danger you were flirting with.Â
âDonât say such things youâll regret, sweetheart,â he meant to tease you, gently easing you off his chest. âOr, the boys wonât stop until you give each one of us a baby.âÂ
You tried to laugh, to shake off the sudden unease. Today was Wednesday, and Wednesdays meant pancake days in this unconventional household. You got up and slipped on Reoâs shirt, fluffing out your shorter hair. The guys had insisted you cut your locks so that it would be easier to hide them under a baseball cap and pass you off as a man if anyone came looking.Â
Sometimes, you did miss your femininity, but in a world where it was literally dying out, you couldnât take any chances.Â
Flashing Reo a smile, you hummed. âDonât laze around too much like NagiâIâm making breakfast.âÂ
In the living room, Bachira was the only one up and awake, his bright golden eyes following your every move as you wished him good morning and prepared your ingredients. Without a sound, he slipped behind you, calloused hands warm on your bare belly.Â
âMorning, beautiful,â he whispered into your ear, making goosebumps rise on your arms.Â
âMorning, Meguru,â you mumbled, trying to ignore how his hands were creeping up to your bare breasts. Living with seven men meant that you were subjected to their advances night and day. It got even worse when you had told them you missed your period last week, but your cycle turned out to be just a few days late.Â
That didnât stop them from feeling you up, grasping your hips or pressing soft kisses to your neck when you least expected it. Like now, with Bachiraâs hot breath bathing the sensitive strip of your jaw.Â
Meguru hadnât been part of your kidnapping heist a few weeks ago, but he had shown up when Isagi calledâready to be of service and contribute his portion in repopulating your tiny, dying town.Â
Clicking your tongue at the price tag on the egg carton, you flipped the cardboard cover closed, affronted by the steep spike in those numbers.Â
âItâs getting bad out there, right?âÂ
Bachira paused his efforts in running his nose down your neck, taken off guard by your sudden question. âUm. Yeah. Whyâd you ask, princess?âÂ
Because I havenât seen the outside world in weeks. You swallowed your bitterness, focused on whipping the yolks into a golden perfection. The boys were doing their best to make you feel cosy and safe within these walls; you couldnât be too ungrateful. They didnât let you out for fear of someone catching sight of youâthatâs why the windows and doors were all covered and barricaded.
They restricted your contact with only seven of them because they didnât want an anonymous tip-off to result in you being taken away.Â
Every Blue Lock player was careful to protect their golden ace.Â
âNothing,â you hummed in the breeziest voice you could muster. âJust curious, sâall.âÂ
âHmm.â Bachiraâs hands moved up to your naked tits moving freely under Reoâs bigger t-shirt. âYou smell like him,â he accused you softly with a nip to your ear. âThat stupid rich boy.âÂ
âDonât tell me youâre jealous,â you tried not to smirk, but failed.Â
âNah.â Bachiraâs fingers trailed to your stiffening nipples, still sore from Reoâs ministrations (he loved biting down on them while you rode him) and eased the soft flesh in between his thumb and forefinger. âI was waiting for my turnâcanât believe I have to share you with those bastards.â You tried not to gasp and push your body back to meet his pelvis halfway, failing miserably to measure a cup full of milk. Some of the liquid sloshed onto your wrist and you heard Meguru snort.Â
âI love how sensitive you are, baby.âÂ
Biting on your lower lip to stifle a whine, you pushed your ass back to brush the front of his pants, finding him already hard and waiting.Â
Bachira was one of the more eager boys, and you had to pace yourself and him less he fucked you on this counter and ruined Rinâs day with you.Â
âMeguruââ
âI know, I know,â he groaned, sounding both lustful and disappointed. âYouâre emo Itoshiâs tonight. Fucking stupid stick game.â Cursing himself for literally getting the shorter end of the stick, you felt his pout imprint on your skin. âBut, canât we have a little bit of fun, baby? Can I eat your pussy out at least?âÂ
You literally throbbed at his words, and almost gave in to the rushing desire sweeping you off your feet. Almostâuntil you heard Isagiâs voice knocking the both of you out of this lust-filled fog.
âHey. Whatâre you both doing?âÂ
While you smelled a threat, Bachira smelled an opportunity. His grin was shark-like, cutting through the tension when he didnât stop playing with your nipples or back down when you hissed out his name.Â
âWhatâs it look like? Iâm trying to fuck her.âÂ
You tensed, waiting for Isagi to be pissed off. He was the one who reinforced this one-night sharing rule, and to see his best friend blatantly disregarding it would set off his rigid ego.Â
But, to your surprise, Isagi tilted his head, taking note of your flushed cheeks and glassy eyes. âI think she⌠she likes it.âÂ
Bachira glanced down to find your mouth parted slightly, brows furrowed with a deceptive look of pain when both men knew what it was. Desire.Â
Isagi, who could smell a goal or a wrench in the plans from a mile away, started to chuckle.Â
âLift up her shirt. Continue playing with her nipples, Meguru.âÂ
âYes, captain,â Bachira sang, and lifted the hem of Reoâs sleep shirt up to expose your puffy, swollen nipples.Â
âShit,â Isagi breathed, and you didnât miss how he had to adjust himself through his shorts, those dark blue eyes eclipsed with a dark, unnamed emotion you were terrified to uncover. âThey look so perfect and pointy.âÂ
Bachira rolled your sensitive buds between his two fingers, ignoring your soft yelp and flinch when he began to tug on them with a bit more force. âHuhâit really is. Reo mustâve prepped her nicely for us.âÂ
âFor what?âÂ
The voice of another lover joined the fray. You peeled your watery eyes up to find Reoâs curious expression sweeping between his two friends and your own flushed face. He didnât seem angry that you were being fondled by Bachira in broad daylightâin fact, Reo looked like he didnât feel anything.Â
He almost looked bored, sweeping those purplish hues to Isagi. âSo, are we finally doing it?âÂ
âHmm.âÂ
Doing what? You wanted to ask, but your head was tilted back, mouth falling open only for it to be filled by Bachiraâs tongue coaxing yours to come and play with his. His kissâif it could even be called thatâwas sloppy and unhurried, its full intention to leave you feeling shame and vulnerability in front of two of your other lovers.Â
Showing them how you easily folded and lost yourself to the sensations.Â
âMmâcan see her moving her hips,â Isagiâs lowered, husky voice shot a potent mix of desire and shame through your veins. âCheck how wet she is Meguru.âÂ
Abiding his best friend, Bachira dipped two fingers past the waistband of your sleep shorts. You mewled and tossed your head back when he swiped through your folds, teasingly circling your clit.Â
As soon as he gave you that wonderful friction, he retrieved it, leaving you high and dry.Â
âMeguru,â you whimpered. Bachira ignored you, holding his fingers up to the other two men; his digits glistening with your juices.Â
âI donât think she can wait anymore,â Reo murmured, and this time, you caught a flash of darkness in his otherwise kind eyes. âIsagiââ
âIâll go first.âÂ
Meguru nudged you firmly to face the approaching, dark-haired man. You couldnât keep your eyes off Isagiâs intense, blue eyes that were pinning you right to the spot like you were about to be burned on a stake. The fire came next when he reached out to caress your cheek, trailing his hand down your neck and grabbing your throat.Â
âTease her clit again,â he ordered, and Bachira playfully said,Â
âYes, captain.âÂ
Fuck. You were growing lightheaded from the combination of Isagi choking you and Bachira running slow circles on your throbbing clit. It was even filthier when you remembered Reo was watching, most likely getting off to your desperate pinched expressions.Â
âMeguru⌠YoichiâŚâ
Calling them by their first name seemed to spur on those two men. Meguru eased one finger past your tight ring of muscle, melting through your spongy walls and hooking the tip of this thick index right against your g-spot. He nudged it forward in a fluid motion, like how he would effortlessly send forward a ball across the field, forcing a yelp past your kiss-swollen lips.Â
Your vision was purely dominated by Isagiâs increasingly unhinged expression; the sweat bulleting down his forehead, his mouth parted in a silent snarl, those dark, beautiful eyes coaxing you to jump down a well just to feel his touchâŚÂ
âY-Yoichi.âÂ
As if he understood your deeper need, Isagi nodded feverishly at Bachira. âRemove her shorts⌠hold her open while I eat her out.âÂ
Dutifully, Meguru followed his friend's instructions. You watched with wide, unblinking eyes as Yoichi got to his knees, his mouth so close to where you needed him the most.
Bachira slung your shorts down your ankles, revealing the sweet shape of your mound and the even sweeter treasure hidden in between your folds. Like a man hellbent on a mission, Yoichi gently pried your clit from under her hood, revealing the throbbing bud waiting to be licked, sucked or loved on.Â
You barely had time to catch your breath before his mouth was on you.Â
Every man in this house ate you out differently. Reo was more careful and controlled. Nagi was languid and tended to overstimulate you. Barou loved to have your legs on his shoulders as he dove in between your thighs.Â
But, Isagi was different; he ate you out with the determination of a man who had to prove he was the best in every way.Â
The feeling of his tongue swiping through your folds, those perfect pink lips sealing around your clit and how he sounded like he was making out with your pussy made you clench down on thin air.Â
âYoichiâŚâ you breathed.Â
Bachira went to work on stimulating you, too, tugging your shirt above your head and pinching your nipples again.Â
Both boys were so intent on driving you to the edge, that they didnât realise the group of spectators they were attracting.Â
From the corner of your watery eyes, you noticed Rin standing, arms crossed over his broad shoulders and frosty glareâtainted with jealousyâdirected towards the man in between your thighs. Kunigami had just gotten out of the shower, so his hair was still damp while Barou had returned from a workout, his muscles swollen and shiny with sweat. Chigiri and Nagi were the only ones probably still asleep, though you had little doubt your stream of moans would wake them up out of curiosity.Â
Meguru flicked the tip of his nails on your nipples, the sharp sting sending bites of pleasure right to your core.Â
âMeguââ you were interrupted again by another sloppy kiss.Â
âTch. Youâre all such fucking horndogs.â Rinâs grumble was white noise behind the blood rushing in your ears.Â
â... youâre not complainingâŚâÂ
âShut upâŚâÂ
A sharp nip to your flesh inner thigh wrenched you back to the present, and you gasped, making eye contact with Isagi and his raised brow.Â
âYouâre getting bored, Princess?âÂ
Without missing a beat, you shook your head. âN-no, âIchi. Mmâsorry.âÂ
He clicked his tongue, obviously not buying your lie. âHere you are getting your pussy eaten out by me and youâre focusing on the other boys. Just admit that youâre a fucking cockwhore, Y/N.âÂ
You gaped at his words, and your rage was lost when Bachira dragged you back to the counter, arranging you face down and ass up.Â
âM-Meguruâ!âÂ
âCome on, who wants to fuck her first,â he boldly exclaimed, shaking you to the core. âSheâs ready for a baby.âÂ
You burned from the inside out at how cheaply he was treating you; that sensation amplified by the sharpest slap of humiliation across your cheeks, Bachiraâs handprint glowing warmly on your skin. He spanked you again, matching his mark on your right cheek to your left one, letting you cry out and clench down on thin air. Â
âMe.â A deep, resonate voice which you loved having at your ear while he fucked you on every Monday night. After allâa King always went first.
As one of the bigger guys, Barouâs physique gave him the advantage over the others to call dibs on you first, his undeniably good genetics and strong bone structure a contender for healthy babies.Â
You felt Bachiraâs warmth melt from your side to be replaced by the feel of Shoeiâs toned thighs pressed against your rear.Â
He soothed the spanks left on your skin with one large, coarse palm, and hummed deeply.Â
âYou ready, pretty?âÂ
Nodding, you turned your head to the side, unable to believe that you were in such a vulnerable position to be fucked by the entire football team.Â
You werenât going to lieâyou had imagined yourself in this position before. But, it was always in your wildest fantasies; to be defiled by the football team in your tiny uniform behind the bleachers. If you were being honest, every girl on campus had the same daydream, but you were closer to the unattainable. The entire idea was such a cliche, and yet, here you were, in a room full of hungry, testosterone-fuelled men who eagerly waited to have their turn with youâthe pretty cheerleader from their bygone days before the world tried to kill humanity off.Â
Barou wasted no time in sinking his thick cock into you, groaning as your body took him inch by inch. He rubbed your hips, leaning forward to gently thumb your nipple. âThere you go, baby. Taking me so well.âÂ
His words were a stark contrast from his actions. Shoei gave a low, guttural groan when he bottomed out, a dirty thrill shooting down your spine at the feel of his entire cock moulding with your walls as seven other men gaze lustfully at you.Â
Through the shine of an old kettle on the counter top, you noticed Isagi palming himself through his shorts. Bachira was blatantly jacking himself off, one hand inside his sleep shorts. Kunigami was sitting on the sofa, staring at you slack-jawed and completely hard under his towel. Reo was the more subtle one, furtively glancing around and looking slightly uncomfortable, but still unable to tear his eyes from you.Â
Chigiri and Nagi had woken up, and Rin was standing a little ways by the door, distancing himself from the activities taking place.
For a split second, you felt bad for himâRin was supposed to have you today, but he had to wait for his turn as the other guys fucked you; figuratively and literally blue-balled by his own teammates. It wouldâve made you mad on his behalf if you werenâtâ
âOw!âÂ
A sharp tug on your roots snapped your head back, and your cry bounced off the walls. Barouâs lips were on your neck, his hot breath fanning across your neck.Â
âDid I tell you you could be distracted? Pay attention to when your King fucks you.â
From the back, you heard Bachira snicker, but every thought flew out of your head when Barou set a pace which had your toes curling in your house slippers. He clamped one hand around the delicate roots of your hair, while the other guided your hips to meet his halfway.
The sound of balls hitting flesh filled the air, along with your animalistic groans and Barouâs deep ones. You heard a few more muffled groans, and someone cursing, but your thoughts were doused in wet cotton, growing heavier and fuzzier.Â
You could barely keep your eyes open, only cognizant of Barouâs cock shaping your walls and the impending ball of heat waiting to unravel right under your navel. Meeting his thrusts cleanly, soft mewls fell from your plush lips like dew, mingling with a bit of drool puddling onto the counter right under your mouth.Â
Barou was fucking you stupid and the other men knew it. He couldnât stop the feral grin splitting his face in half when your hips bucked, a little slutty tick which told every man you were about to cum.Â
Without warning, you felt wet warmth fill you to the brimâyour first load of the day taken like a champ.
Shoei hadnât let you cum, and you reeled back from the disappointment with barely any grace; your soft sob was replaced by a moan when another man lined up his cock to your stuffed entrance.Â
You smelled his fresh pine cologne before you saw him, and sensed Rinâs impatience the second he gripped your jaw and wrenched your face back for a deep, frenzied kiss.Â
âFucking whore,â he whispered into the heat of your mouth. âLetting the other boys feel you up when itâs my turn with you today. Whereâs your shame?âÂ
Your answer melted as one with a dulcet moan when Rin slid two fingers in between your swollen folds, testing the waters of your arousal. He barely cared when his digits were coated with a combination of Barouâs cum and your juices; he just stuck those soiled, pale and nimble fingers which couldâve rivalled a skilled pianist down your throat. You gagged on them, eyes going blurry and all teary from the flavouring of sin heavy on your tongue.Â
âRin,â you hiccuped, and he hummed.Â
âTake me deeper, baby.âÂ
His command brought a throbbing wave of desperation arresting you from head to toe. You tried to bring his fingers further down your gullet, but gagged when he was almost knuckle-deep.Â
âMhpmh!â Your syrupy moan made every man groan, the sheer desperation in how you attempted to fully swallow Rinâs fingers a commendable feat considering he had absurdly thick fingers to match his height.Â
âGood girl,â Rin praised you in a husky voice when he felt your throat bob around his digits. âYouâre really such the perfect fuckdoll, huh? Always so ready for us.âÂ
âMhmmâŚâ your eyes rolled back into your head, your entire body tensing when you felt his cock slowly breach past your tight ring of muscle.Â
âFucking take this dick, baby, I know you can,â the youngest striker urged, his words beyond filthy compared to the other men. Rin was one of the only few people in this house who could talk you through the immense pleasure, and you loved him all the more for it.Â
His obscene mouth would never fail to leave you reeling from the difference in his demeanour; sour and quiet when he wasnât fucking you, to brash and downright filthy when he was egging you towards an orgasm.Â
You loved Rin and his duality; lived to watch it come to life.
You wanted to swallow him down and eat him up whole to satiate the deep well of lust inside of you no matter the price.Â
âRinâŚâ you gurgled past his fingers. âMhmmmore.âÂ
âMore?â he interpreted your gurgles with the ghost of a chuckle. You quite liked it when Rin laughed even if it was a soft exhale; it made you feel lighter to hear his happiness. He hummed and plunged his fingers back down your throat, playing with the soft palate of your tongue, while his cock inched deeper and deeper into your sacred heat.
The second he bottomed out, his forehead thumped onto your shoulder, a long drawn out groan of relief radiating warmth right into your throbbing heart. Rinâs reactions were adorable as they were pussy stirring, his duality further exacerbated by those spit-slicked fingers retracting from your mouth and moving down to your puffy clit.
He gently rubbed circles into them, catching you whenever you bucked into his embrace. His lips were on your neck, his hot breath expelling heated groans onto the sensitive skin. Every single shaky circle on your sensitive nub was pulling you closer and closer into a white hole of pleasure.
Your moans were reaching fever pitch, and the entire house was doused with the arousal of seven men who couldnât wait to fuck you.
The boys whispered something over your stream of mewls and your feet were off the ground, your limp body in Rinâs arms. Without a second to spare, he brought you to the main bedroom where the largest bed could fit at least three men.Â
There, he laid you down, your head dangling off the edge so your mouth was hanging wide open for the next man to defile.Â
Rin eased himself in between your spread thighs, placing a kiss onto your sternum almost reverently and leaving more pressees on your jaw and cheeks. You felt someone else rustle up towards the other side of the bed, and your eyes met Kunigamiâs darkened ones. His towel was shed off, a heap on the floor, and his long, girthy cock throbbed in anticipation over your face.Â
âOpen up for me, pretty girl,â Rensuke murmured, grazing your cheek and then hooking a thumb on your bottom lip to spread you wider. You whined, overstimulated on both ends when you felt both men sink into you at the same time. Rin bottomed out the second Rensuke hit the back of your throat, making you jerk and gag.Â
The both of them were bigâfar too big for your smaller body. It was a struggle to take them both and you felt your body reacting to the impossible feat.
âSsh, ssh,â Rin whispered into your hair. âRelax, baby. You can take us, I know you can.â
With watery eyes, all you could do was mewl, hips bucking pathetically. Rinâs long girth was directly hitting your g-spot with every thrust, and Rensuke was splitting your throat in half. You felt like you could drown in their musk and the thick scent of sex in the air.Â
Something bitter hit the back of your throat, and you gagged, about to spit Rensuke out when he clamped one hand on your throat, telling you to keep him there if you wanted to know what was good for you.Â
âHold me, sweetheart. Hold it,â the large football player murmured. You were sure your entire system was going haywireâyour pussy and mind in war to come out at the top of your frazzled emotions.Â
One of your hands was buried in Rinâs hair, and another was perched on Kunigamiâs thigh, trying to ease him down your battered throat.Â
Without warning, the other man withdrew his thick length from your mouth, splatters of drool dripping down your chin and neck; defiling you even more.Â
âFucking hurry it up, Rin,â Kunigami growled, throwing the other striker a murderous look which juxtaposed his usually kind expression jarringly. âI need to cum in her.âÂ
Rin grunted, returning the other strikerâs glare with a hostile one of his own. âShut the fuck upâlet me have this with her.â Kunigami stroked himself, trying to keep himself hard as Rin started to jackhammer into your willing cunt.
Your screams of pleasure echoed around the room, contrasting with the other menâs deep growls and groans. It sounded like a smorgasbord of erotic sounds, complemented by the slap of Rinâs balls on your ass.Â
The youngest man was close on the verge of his orgasm, his face pinched and drawn. You thought he wouldâve taken this chance to cum and ignore your pleasure, like Barou did, but you were sorely wrong when it came to Rin. He pressed a thumb to your swollen clit, rubbing it soft and sweet, increasing the pressure when you started to buck and whine into his embrace.Â
You smelled the sting of his sweat, felt it drip into your open mouth, tainting it with the taste of Kunigamiâs precum and his own excitement.Â
âIâm close,â you sobbed out, arms like vines around his shoulders, nails stabbing into his back. âGâna cum, Rin-Rinâfuck, donât stop, please donât stop.â
He shook his head, a feral look of pure determined arousal lighting those beautiful features. âCum for me, baby. Make a messâshow the other guys how much you love my cock.âÂ
Your back arched, and your mouth fell open in a silent scream. Your thighs tensed around his waist, almost clamping the air out of his lungs from how hard you were clenching around him. The minute ticks, the red lines you left down his back, and your eyes rolling back into your skull arrived at a blinding crescendo.
âOh! Ugh, Rinâ!âÂ
Your first orgasm hit you like a brick wall, steamrolling every thought from your blank mind. Rinâs face fell into the crook of your neck, and his stuttering hips brought forth a fountain of warmth flowing freely into your womb.Â
You were coasting, high on hormones and pleasure, when he disappeared from your embrace, only to be replaced by another body. Kunigamiâs lips on your skin were like warm fluttering butterfly wings, slowly bringing you back to the ground.
âIâm here next, okay, baby?â His tender tone didnât prepare you for how his cock stretched you out.Â
âToo big,â you muttered, losing every shred of your composure and shame to hiccup those dirty words. âYouâre t-too big.â
âYeah?â He kissed your tears away. âArenât you glad I can stretch you out? Give your sweet body some practice when you have to push out our babies?âÂ
His words ignited a flame right in your lower bellyâmaking you cry out when Rensuke started to slip inside your already overflowing hole. Gushes of white streaked your thighs, the other menâs releases staining the bed underneath you.Â
As you got used to his slightly wider girth, you didnât expect Kunigami to roll you on your hands and knees. His cock slid back into your waiting heat, the angle making him feel bigger, and stretching you out even more.Â
But, it also placed you face to face with the other guys who were eyeing you hungrilyânone more so than Reo.Â
One thick hand wound the hair around the nape of your neck to snap your head up, keeping you firmly in place to watch the lust dancing in their eyes.
âYou really should see how fucking sexy you look, baby,â Chigiri hummed, those bright eyes latched onto the spot where you and Kunigami were connected. âWe could eat you wholeâyou fucking little slut.â
âSo pretty,â Reo cooed, and Nagi nodded in agreement.Â
The lilac-haired man got bold enough to stride up to you, perching himself on the edge of the bed where your swinging tits were mesmerising him.Â
âRaise her up a little bit, Ren.âÂ
Kunigami obeyed Reoâs orders, settling on his haunches and bringing you up with one arm securely snug around your neck. Your tinier hands fluttered to the thick trunk of his forearm as if trying to pry him off, the breath in your lungs knocked out by Rensukeâs headlock.Â
But, whatever bit of oxygen you managed to inhale from Kunigamiâs loosening hold was taken away as Reo leaned forward to kiss and suck your tits. He massaged the neglected one with one hand, his lips busy toying with your right nipple. You watched with bated breath as his tongue caressed the hardening flesh, the firm suction of his lips on the vulnerable flesh sending pangs of pleasure straight to your core.
You cried out, throwing your head back to bump Rensukeâs chin. He grunted, and shifted his arm a bit so he could grasp your neck instead, holding you steady as his cock wrecked you and Reoâs mouth on your tits continued driving you insane.
âSheâs drooling,â Nagi drawled, catching their attention.Â
Every eye zeroed in on your blissed-out face, your mouth parting and a little bit of spit dripping past your chin. Kunigami chuckled, breathless and almost feral when he leaned forward to sloppily make out with you.Â
The sound of wet lips smacking on each other and a big cock stirring you closer to another orgasm made every man in the room throbâeven those who had already come. Every footballer was thinking of the numerous ways he could bend you over and fuck you hard until you squirted all over them; each of their mindâs eye tainted with your sweet moans and even sweeter release.
You gave a short scream, your orgasm catching everyone off guard when you almost folded forward if it wasnât for Reo catching you. Your body was shuddering like someone had tasered youâa pure scream of pleasure rebounding across the thin walls.
Reo held you as you sobbed, your release triggering Kunigamiâs own orgasm. More warmth filled you up and you had lost track of how many men had already came in you; your brain a complete mush with no solid thoughts in it.
Like clockwork, another cock filled youâthis time it was Reoâs againâand your mouth was stuffed with someone else's length. You were dragged into a cowgirl position by Reo who let Nagi mount you from the back, both of their lengths taking turns pistoning into your stretched out heat.
âDisgusting,â someone muttered in disdain over the sounds of two men concurrently fucking one woman. Neither of you cared, and you were pulled into a sloppy makeout session with Nagi as Reo continued sucking and licking your already reddened nipples.
Every part of your orifice was swollen, but you still took Chigiri without complaint when it was his turn. You were already like jelly at this point, your entire body sagging on the bed and going numb from the neverending pleasure.
Thankfully, he was quicker, cumming into you within minutes, and kissing you on the forehead afterwards. Your hole was stuffed to the brim with white hot cum, and you thought you couldnât take anymore until you felt Bachira sliding behind you, hitching your thighs up.
âHey, Princess,â the golden-eyed menace cooed. âDid you think we would forget about you?âÂ
You felt the bed dip, and Isagiâs face swam in your vision. He came closer to give you a kiss, and his lips felt like a soothing balm on a hot day.Â
âYoichi,â you whispered, eyes heavy and body already close to shutting down from exhaustion. âMâso tired.â
âI know, pretty girl, I know,â the dark-haired man whispered. âBut, Meguru and I havenât had our turn with you yet. It would be unfair if we didn't, right?â He gently stroked your cheek, voice saturated with fake sympathy. âYou wouldnât want us to not fuck you after youâve already taken everyoneâs cock, right? Youâre not that cruel to deny us, are you, baby?â
âFucking twisted weirdo,â you heard another person quip. But, you were too far gone to stop the collision of his lips on yours, that skilled mouth drinking away all of your complaints.
As he distracted you, Bachira slipped his thick and veiny cock right into your waiting cunt, his groan low and erotic against your shoulder.Â
âHowâre you still so wet and tight after so many rounds?â He nipped your shoulder in frustration, setting a pace that rutted your body back and forth on the soft sheets. âYouâre a fucking nympho, babyâso needy for our cocks.â
âShut up,â you groaned in between Yoichiâs hot mouth pressing onto yours. You tried to squirm away to get back some of your lost breath, but Isagi refused to let you part from his lips. He chased after you, mouth sealing over yours again and again as you tried to twist your head this way and that.Â
Strings of spittle clung to both of your chins, and that sick part inside of you which wanted more pushed the voice of common sense in your head out of the wayâmaking you fall head over heels for Yoichiâs mouth on yours. You kissed him back with as much hunger and zeal as your tired body could muster, pushing your boundaries right to the very edge.Â
Isagiâs ego fed heartily on your submission, greedily taking everything you gave him.
By the end of this sloppy makeout session, your lips were tingling, and Bachira had already come inside of youâgetting off to the sight of his best friend and the girl they were sharing stuck in an intimate lip lockdown.
The last man to take you was drawing it out. He took your face in his hands, nudging you free from Bachiraâs grasp and rolling you into his arms.
âOut,â Isagi commanded, in a tone that broke no argument. âLeave me and Y/N alone.â
The rest of the guys began to grumble, but one sharp glare from the terrifying striker was enough to quiet everyone down. Indisputably, Yoichi ran the show, and his ego was bigger than any of theirs combinedâthe lesser knew when to give way to someone who could devour them without regrets.
Everyone turned to leave, and the last one was Rin who hovered by the doorway, unwilling to abandon you to Yoichiâs devices. The other dark-haired man shot his nemesis a frigid stare that couldâve frozen over Hellâs fires.
âOut, Itoshi.âÂ
The younger man countered his superiorâs glare with a mutinous one of his own.Â
âWhoâs to say you wonât hurt her?â Rinâs nostrils flared, flickering his gaze to your closed eyes and limp body. âWe canât trust you with her.â
Isagi snorted. âIf you want to watch, be my guest. Iâll fuck her so good sheâll forget about you assholes.â
The competition was on, and you were the final prize for these men to win. But, it wasnât just your body they wantedâeach of them fought to secure your womb so it would grow their fruits and give them the family they dreamed of.Â
You were their greatest treasure, and they would go to the ends of the earth to make sure you were safeâeven watching the other men to make sure none of them would hurt you.Â
Isagi was a packaged dynamite waiting to blow; he was too unpredictable and Rin would hate himself if he pushed you too far or injured you in any shape or form. He planted himself against the wall, arms folded across his chest while those searing teal eyes watched you gasp and preen for Isagiâs attention.Â
The dark-haired man was playing with your clit, using the dirtiest tactic to rile you up so you would explode in pleasure for him. His mouth was toying with your swollen nipples, and Rin winced when he bit on the tender nub, earning your shriek. It didnât take a genius to see you were hanging on the tether of your sanity, and with your body already keyed up to the hundreds, your next orgasm was sure to leave you delirious.
Your small hands wound up in his hair, holding him close despite the excruciating pleasure. If Yoichi was the current wrecking you apart, he was also the life buoy you clung on to as your body coasted on the unending pleasure.
âI donât even need to make you wet, baby,â he breathed right into the shell of your ear, gripping your hips hard. âYouâre already so stretched out for me.â
Your breathing caught, a hitched moan echoing around the room when he sank deep into your heat with little to no prep. Isagi kissed you on your lax mouth, and tasted your tears right on his tongue.
âYou okay, baby?â He forced your face to his, and your eyes fluttered open. All you could give was a tired nod, and he grinned down at you. âOkay. Are you ready?âÂ
You nodded again, and that was when another person caught your attention. âRin?âÂ
âMâhere,â the other dark-haired striker murmured, his eyes softening with fondness when you smiled at him. âIâll make sure you get your rest afterwards.â
You hummed, and the idea of knocking off to sleep sounded so good, your eyes had already slipped close.Â
âHeyâfocus on me, sweetheart.â
Isagiâs hand around your neck squeezed down, cutting off your air supply. You gasped and sputtered, eyes rolling wide open. His grin was feral, touched with a hint of insanity. âGood girl. Now, watch me fuck you, sweetheart.â
He pushed your back onto the pillows, and your eyes instantly went to where you both were connected. Isagiâs pretty cock was smeared with your juices and the other menâs cum, the sight alone so filthy it made your cheeks flush.
ââIchi,â you hiccuped, going dumb on every stroke of his heavy cock against your velvet walls. âI-Iâm close.âÂ
Your pussy fluttered around his length, the overstimulation touching you like a livewire. He rolled his hips into yours, the sloppy sounds of your pussy getting him higher than any risky goal. There was a reason he went last, and it was because he wanted to savour the sounds you were making; the way your pretty eyes went all glassy and hazy just for him.Â
Isagi loved you so fucking much, he swore he couldnât breathe when you started to chant his name.
ââIchi, âIchi,â you gasped out, twisting in his grip, your back arching. âK-Kiss me, âIchi.âÂ
He obliged you, ignoring the jealous presence waiting right in the wings, waiting for him to fuck up. But, Isagi was gentle with you. He tenderly planted hot, open-mouthed kisses onto your parted lips, drinking in your sweet whines and mewls of desperation. Isagi himself wasnât in control of his body; that was the effect you had on him.
You drove him crazy with your supple love and beautiful smiles. Everytime you looked at him, it felt like he had been shot right in the chest. Yoichi was so, so crazy for you, and luckily for him, your feelings were the same.
He let Rin get an eyeful of you licking his lower lip, your treacherous side coming to light when you blatantly showed off your preference for the unassuming striker. The other man looked like he was swallowing shards of concrete, his expression twisted in disgust. But, Isagi had already given him an out and Rin didnât want to take itâhe was stuck with the consequences of his actions.Â
âYoichi,â you sighed out his name, all stickily sweet in your high-pitched moan. âI love you, âIchi.âÂ
âYeah?â Isagi grunted, your little confession going straight to his burgeoning ego. âSay it louder, baby. Tell the whole world what you feel for me.â
âI love you,â your gasp of pleasure when he changed the angle of his driving hips fed the monster inside of him. âI love you!âÂ
âFuck,â Isagi bit down on your neck, leaving behind a mark for the other men to see. Rinâs own marks were on your shoulders and breasts, but Isagi had gone one step further to make his impression on the tender skin between your neck and jawâright above your pulse point. It was so every beat of your heart echoed with his imprint and every time any of the boys looked at you, they were reminded of who you loved the most.
 ââIchi,â you gasped out, and your stuttering hips told Isagi you were already close. Your thighs tensed around him, and he fueled your unravelling further by rubbing on your clit with his rough thumb, the action making you jerk and gasp like you had been electrocuted.
âYoichi⌠âIchi⌠Yoichi!â you cried out his name as your body gave one final pushâyour release slamming into you with the force of a thousand brick walls, dragging you straight into darkness.
You thought you mightâve died in this instance. Your entire body felt too heavy, and you could physically hear every beat of your heart.
Someone was holding you tightly to his chest, his lips peppering gentle kisses on your face. You pried your eyes open after what felt like two hours trying to recollect your bearings, only to find a pair of teal eyes gazing down at you in worry.
âBaby?â Rinâs voice was soft and unintrusive. He let you get used to the bright light of a warm afternoonâwatching you stretch yourself and ease your muscles.
âWhat time is it?â you asked in a thick voice. Staring down your body, someone had cleaned you up and dressed you in Kunigamiâs oversize t-shirt and Rinâs boxers. You felt refreshed and well-taken care of, your entire heart swelling eight times its size to fit your love for every man in there.
Rin leaned forward and you caught his face with your shaky palms, caressing those defined cheekbones.Â
âYou slept for almost an hour. Bachira thought you had died.âÂ
You stifled a giggle, tracing your thumbs over the shape of his mouth. Rin let you pull him in for a kiss, and like the worrywart he was, he didnât deepen it, not wanting to give into the insatiable lust humming in his veins.
If you thought one horny, touch-starved man was a handful, you hadnât expected the other seven to come through the door and pile up on the bed, each of them clamouring to cuddle you.
You giggled when Nagi tripped over Reo to snuggle up on your left side, only to be stopped by Bachira who literally yanked the taller man out of the way to steal his place. In the end, you took turns cuddling with each man, their deep sigh of relief that things had turned out great and not as weird as they thought, fed right into your relaxed soul.Â
As sunlight streamed in through the blinds, the outside world may be in an upheaval, but within these four walls, you were as safe as you could be in your favourite football teamâs arms.
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ok. bllk and jealousy rate. how jealous can they get over their gf and what do they do to cope lmao
HOW JEALOUS IS HE? â [BLUE LOCK]
characters: isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, kunigami rensuke, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, oliver aiku content: gn! reader (request says gf but reader is gender neutral) notes: some of these are lowkey toxic, minor spoilers for kunigamiâs character arc, nagi is taller than reader
most jealous: bachira, rin, reoÂ
bachira meguru âś
bachira has many, many insecurities. growing up isolated and without many friends, he is more possessive of those heâs close to, which obviously includes you. he just doesnât want to lose you, which manifests itself in jealousy over anyone he perceives as a threat to your relationship
bachira gets really clingy when heâs jealous. he thinks that inserting himself into the situation, sometimes literally wedging himself between you and the other person. he usually chooses to drape himself over you, nuzzling into your neck and speaking low enough that only you hear, trying his best to divert your attention. third-wheeling is pretty uncomfortable for the other person, especially with the smiling sneer bachiraâs shooting at them, so they make a quick irish exitÂ
itoshi rin âś
an egoist to his very core, rin can get very jealous. while heâs very sure of himself in nearly every other part of his life, he knows that he is not an ideal partner a lot of the time, though heâll never admit it. heâs not the most expressive or the most patient, and heâs sure that there are better partners for you out there.Â
when rinâs jealous, itâs a silent but deadly thing. like when heâs locked in on the ball in a game, his focus you and his âcompetitorâ is unwavering. he stalks over to stand behind you, his chest bumping right up against your back, and he snarls, âwhat the hell do you want, you mediocrity?â usually the other person backs off after seeing rinâs bone-chilling glare but if theyâre bold enough to answer back, rin bares his teeth and is poised to strike. itâs probably best if you diffuse the situation quickly before it gets uglier Â
mikage reo âś
we already know how jealous reo was over nagi so itâs safe to say that heâs definitely very jealous. having been bored with the world and other people for so long, heâs thrilled when you two get together. it makes his very protective of you and he wants to be one of the most, if not the most, special person in your life.Â
reo can go a couple of ways when he feels jealous over someone else but it think his primary response is to tear down the person methodically. he tilts his head a little, looks the person up and down, and notes everything about their appearance â hair, skin, clothes (including brand and cost) and criticizes every little thing. itâs a strategic move in his opinion, using observational skills and knowledge he had given his upbringing to pick apart the other person. he also might make some underhanded comment that includes that he has a black cardÂ
less jealous: isagi, kunigami, saeÂ
isagi yoichi âś
he definitely gets jealous from time to time but he doesnât feel the need to act on it a lot. heâs pretty mature and for the most part level-headed (plus his ability to piece together future events helps him keep his cool a lot). this doesnât mean that he isnât jealousÂ
when isagi is jealous, heâs sulky. he wonât take immediate action and watch from afar, arms crossed and a little pouty. he tries to look as dejected and as âwet-cat patheticâ as possible to make you feel bad and come over to comfort him. when you inevitably do, looping your arm through his and kissing his cheek, he canât help but smirk at the other person like a cat who go the creamÂ
kunigami rensuke âś
i debated where to put kunigami since there are âtwo sidesâ to him â pre- and post-wildcard. pre-wild card kunigami is definitely a lot less bothered; he trusts you 100% and is 100% confident and secure in your relationship and himself. post-wild card kunigami is less chill and more forceful. heâs not a hero anymore but even as he plays a more âvillainousâ role in soccer, he wonât cross that line in your relationship. heâs still very secure in you and himself, but heâs more protective of your relationship. definitely a âi trust you/us but itâs other people iâm worried aboutâ kind of guy
when pre-wild card kunigami got jealous, he wonât act in the moment and will talk to you about it afterwards, in a private setting. open lines of communication were important to him and working out problems like this. post-wildcard kunigami is all stormy looks and intimidation. like rin, he also stands behind you but in less actively aggressive way and more just to be threatening. itâs 95% effective and the 5% of times it doesnât work, kunigami is not above muscling the other person awayÂ
itoshi sae âś
i thought about putting sae in the âmost jealousâ section but i just think that he is someone whose jealousy simmer just beneath his apathetic surface. he sees most other people as beneath him and believes that they are not worthy of speaking to you, let alone hitting on you, but because heâs sees them as so beneath him, he canât be bothered half the time to do anything since theyâre simply not worth it. he gets the most jealous when itâs people who he can potentially view as equals, like other professional athletesÂ
when heâs jealous, sae literally just pretends they donât exist, only talking to you. if the other person tries to interject, he sends them a sideways glare â the only acknowledgment of their existence â and then turns away to continue whatever conversation, suggesting that you both get away from the other person as quickly as possible. if ignoring the person doesnât work, sae doesnât shy away from spewing vitriol at the other person
least jealous: nagi, oliver, michael
nagi seishiro âś
simply put, being jealous is a hassle to nagi. it makes him too hot and too annoyed for him to want to feel it so he suppresses the feeling a lot. nagiâs height is already intimidating enough for most people so they donât approach you when they see you two together but that isnât a deterrent to everyone
when nagi gets jealous, he does one of two things: just gives a thousand-yard stare that freaks people out or he gets whiny and clingy. his stare is eerie and silent, and the lightness of his eyes doesnât help it. he towers over you like some cryptid companion. when he gets whiny and clingy, nagi tugs at your sleeve and asks drily, âcan we go yet? why are you still talking to them?â
oliver aiku âś
sigh⌠oliver is undoubtedly someone who thinks and knows heâs the shit. with so many women and men alike fawning over everything about him, his ego is through the roof. he has very little worry about you leaving him for someone else. honestly, he finds it amusing most of the time when someone attempt to draw you away from him, and letâs it play out a lot for his own entertainment. of course, heâll intervene if itâs making you uncomfortable but he also believes you can handle yourselfÂ
when oliver gets jealous, he acts as casual as possible. heâs friendly towards the other person and but itâs not hard to uncover that itâs all fake, whether itâs from the glint in his eye or the way his smile is stiff and forced. common tells when he gets jealous is that he pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek or he clenches his teeth and inhales softly but sharply. he employs the good old tactic of calling the other person the wrong name and making all kind of underhanded comments that slowly chip at their nerves. (âharuya? haruki? oh! youâre haruto! right, right, you know, theyâve never mentioned you before! crazy, huh?â)Â
michael kaiser âś
kaiser in german literally means âemperor,â and itâs no secret that kaiser views himself as one. similar to sae, he see himself as so above others that heâs not even bothered by other people hitting on you. it displeases him greatly, sure, but these cockroaches will never be able to steal you from him so why should an emperor deal with the plebians? the only time that ever happens is when a peasant is particularly forceful and then, kaiser intervenes
when he gets jealous, kaiser puts on a show. if thereâs one thing about him, heâs a bit of a drama queen. he will absolutely posture and puff out his chest at the offending person, looking down his nose arrogantly and smirking. he makes a big display of wrapping himself around you, gripping firmly at your hips and saying, âliebling, youâre very charitable to entertain this insect, but itâs time to end this ruse.â
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Playing with their hair â aether, kinich, wanderer, rin, sae, sakura
note: i'm just in love with aether and kinich recently and i needed to write something with aether's hair so why not had some of my fav characters along with them. that's probably not really good but i guess it's cute. ooc
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Aether is used to your hands suddenly laying on his hair, running through them when you walk behind him â itâs like an urge, you just have to. You stopped on your track, bowing to kiss his head, inhaling his shampoo a little and hummed at the sweet scent.
âYou took my shampoo again,â you mentioned, not in a warning way, more like you appreciate it. He nodded lightly, delighting himself from the feeling of your hands still running through his hair, scratching his scalp a little before kissing it again.
Sensing that youâre about to go away, his hands take yours gently and his head bent down to look up at you. âAlready leaving ? We can both take a breakâŚâ he said, subtly implying you to not stop yet, making you giggle.
âSure, we can.â
Thatâs basically how he ended up sitting on the floor between your thighs, watching a movie while you brush his hair for him, kindly letting your fingers run down his beautifully long hair â trying small, low buns to one high ponytail.
âHaving fun ?â You can hear the smile in his voice, amused as always when he let you enjoy his hair more than he does.
âAlways.â you said while kissing his nose from above, hiding the tv from his sight for a mere second but he still whines at you for doing so. Such a crybaby.
Kinich sighs as he feels your hands examining his hair again. âWould you stop doing that ?â
He knows youâre not doing this to annoy him, yet it always kind of stresses him to picture you scanning his scalp without any invitation to do so. He also knows that you donât care about what he says, continuing to play with his hair while you swipe away some dandruff here and there.
âWhatâs the matter,â you talked back, seemingly frustrated. âYou never say anything when itâs to help you fall asleep.â you argued, feeling really satisfied when he doesnât find anything to say after that. It for sure helps a lot, he canât argue with that, but he really hoped you could realize that it works all the time and not only when he wants it to â which means he was getting sleepy, slightly closing his eyes while he still had a lot to do.
A satisfied sigh escaped his lips before he could hold it in and you hummed teasingly. Your hands moved from his head to his chest, your arms caging him against you and you laid your head on top of his. âTired already ?â
âShut it.â he sounded harsh but he still rested against your chest as well, feeling at peace being so close to you. He wasnât really tired but if you let him, Kinich would for sure appreciate some quality time with his head in your chest and your hands in his hair. Not that heâll say it to you.
Wanderer honestly never mind when you ask him if you can play with his hair, heâs usually already busy and not moving so someone touching his hair while studying doesnât change much for him. He wonât say that it doesnât make it easy to concentrate since he, sometimes, tends to focus on this more than on the words written in front of him but he still appreciates how peaceful it makes him feel when heâs particularly worried or stressed.
Your hand running through his short strands of hair takes him somewhere else where he doesnât need to worry as much, he likes it, even if he would never be physically capable of telling you.
âYouâre braiding it ?â he asks, half absent in his question â he just wanted to confirm the feeling of your fingers brushing past his cheeks repeatedly. You hummed softly in response, leaving the braid dying the second you let it go since his hair was too short to handle it. It doesnât discourage you though, and before he can ask what youâll do next, he can already feel your steady movement back to the same scheme and a soft chuckle left his lips.
âYou want me to stop ?â you asked under your breath, probably still concentrated on what you were doing but still caught his sigh.
âNo, itâs fine. Go on.â he assured before stepping back again into his study, more than relaxing by this short break.
Rin loves movie dates to his core, but it always gets him when you start touching his hair in the middle of the movie. It's like he's never getting used to it and he's jolting a bit every single time, making you chuckle. But you always kiss his head as an excuse after.Â
There's something relaxing when your fingers start to twirl around his short hair, making him wonder who appreciates it the most between you and him. Because he for sure loves it.Â
His mind drifts away easily despite himself and how badly he wants to follow the movie. He always finds some way to lean into you, craving for more like a cat and more often than not, he ends up laying on top of you.Â
âDon't fall asleep this time Rin,â you joke while scratching his head playfully. He simply nodded, absorbed in the movie more than you gave him credit for. He just didn't want you to stop.
Sae hates it when he feels your hands finding his hair in the middle of the day. He spends quite some time styling his hair in the morning, even if it doesnât look like it, and you being nearby automatically becomes a danger for that.
Not that he doesnât like you touching his hair, heâs fond of it, he wishes he could die with you touching his hair, but not during the day. So as soon as he feels it, he immediately gets up and warns you. âPlease donât.â
But he knows it can't be helped and soon your lips meet his, kissing him sweetly â your successful way to distract him â so you can end up with your hands reaching the hair in his neck. Twirling your fingers around it, pulling ever so slightly to annoy him but he still lets you. Not without a sigh against your lips, but he knows damn well he can't hold you back when you're determined to do something.Â
He wishes he could keep his hair pretty for the day at least once in a while but he can't blame you ; both of you like it very much. He can forget his image for yet another day if that means he can appreciate the relaxing feint of your fingernails on his scalp. Even if lately it's starting to be everyday, he won't mention it â or not seriously.Â
Your smile is more precious than some good hair day.Â
Sakura still isn't used to you touching his hair, he hasn't been used to gentle gestures in his life before coming here â especially regarding his looks. The second your hands find his hair, he flinches by reflex even if he knows that itâs only you around him. He doesnât turn you down anymore though since you always let him know how you love his hair, for the color or the fluffiness ; itâs just the best thing in the word and it got to be your boyfriendâs hair. You must be blessed.Â
You still try not to frighten him too much, and start by touching his shoulders then going up to his neck and finally the hair in the nape of it. Twirling it lightly with your fingers and youâre sure to catch him snapping his head to you with a blush.Â
âWhat are you doing ?!â he asked as always, flustered but not telling you to stop anyway which made you smile sweetly.Â
âIâm playing with your hair ? You want me to stop ?â you tilted your head to the side, trying to act cute and confused so he doesnât have the heart to tell you no. And with a resigned look but his brows still frowned, he compiled without adding anything.Itâs a win, once again.Â
You then slowly but surely brush through all his hair, tossing it one side to another, mixing the two colors together then separating it again like a puzzle. Thatâs something you grew to love, separating his hair for him and thatâs also your best excuse to touch it even when thereâs people around. Even if heâs not fond of it.
He tends to lay a bit in your hand when you do so, or when you stop your hand in his hair, quietly liking the feeling now that youâve given him some time. Not that heâll say it to you, never, but he doesnât need to for you to know. Itâs just like you to notice how he relaxes around you and when you do it. Thereâs a small smile on your lips when he tries to catch your eyes but looks away instantly, blushing again, and it makes you wonder when heâll stop blushing around you.Â
âYouâre cute, Haruka,â you said, brushing away his bang to kiss his forehead. And without a second of hesitation â when in fact yes, but you tried to ignore it â he was arguing with you about how he is NOT cute, simply proving your point again and again.
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