#kogami smut

[eclipseslayer]

BIRTHDAY HEAD

➭ SHINYA KOGAMI X F!READER ONESHOT

➭ Summary: It's Shinya's birthday and you offer to give him birthday head, and, of course he has to do this his way.

➭ CW: Deepthroating, Shinya smoking, Shinya offers you a cigarette.

➭ WC: 1k-ish

➭ A/N: Ahhh! First Psycho Pass fic! Also when I started this it was Shinya's bday, and I know when I finished this it wasn't any longer but... it's the thought that counts, right?

"Birthday head, huh?"

Shinya chuckles, and a smirk tugs at his lips as his cigarette hangs loosely from his mouth, and ash bundles up at the end of it as he's lazy with smoking it. He tilts his head, looking down at you as you're settled between his legs, your hands pressed onto his thighs.

You slowly run your hands up and down his thighs while you look up at him. You blink slowly. "Yeah, c'mon, Shin. Just lemme give it to you."

Shinya raises an eyebrow, amused at your behavior. His hands already move to undo the buckle to his belt, but his words are definitely contradicting his actions.

"What makes it so special? You give me head anyway despite it being my birthday so... what makes it worthy of being "birthday head"?" He asks, and a small grin appears on his lips once he sees that he's annoyed you as your eyebrows are furrowed with your eyes shooting daggers up at him.

"Nothing, it's just head on your birthday," you say with a grin, being smart right back at him and he rolls his eyes.

He sighs and gestures to his lap with his hand. "Alright... go ahead, sweetheart. Not like I'm going to say no to some head anyway."

Shinya finishes unbuckling his belt, and he undoes the button to his pants, and pulls the zipper down. He sighs once he does, and your eyes widen once you see his hard imprint in his boxers. You grin, looking up at him as your fingers press a soft, delicate touch to his length.

"Hard already?" You tease, expecting him to be soft as this suggestion was brought onto him randomly, and he huffs, expelling the smoke from his lips as the end of the cigarette burns red.

"Yeah, yeah," he grunts. "Couldn't help it since you looked so good sitting down on your knees for me like that."

Your eyes widen at that, and you look up at him. He looks so greedy with a subtle smirk plastered on his face, and those dark, grey eyes narrowed onto you like shards of glass wanting to pierce your gaze.

The intensity of his gaze makes your face heat up, and the accompanying image of him smoking that damn cigarette has your thighs suddenly clench together, and, suddenly, to tie it all together, Shinya takes his hand and slowly runs his fingers through your hair and grabs a fistfull of it, tightening it so he can move your head.

"If you're gonna give me birthday head..." His words are sharp, almost mockingly, "...then I'm going to guide you the way I like it."

You swallow thickly, your eyes begin to prickle with that familiar wetness, saltiness as you're reminded of how Shinya likes to treat you from time to time—

Though, you have no time to think as you're quickly brought back to reality when Shinya pulls down his underwear just enough to pull his cock out. He groans as his long, thick length hits the air and he mumbles a curse word underneath his breath. Then, slowly, he guides your head toward his cock, and he reaches down with his hand and he wraps a tight fist around it before tapping your lips with the tip of his cock.

"Open up for me."

It's a simple command, and, you're good enough to listen and obey, so you do, and you open up so perfectly. Knowing what Shinya wants, you drop your jaw and let your tongue hang out and your eyes meet his.

He would've grinned at the sight if he didn't have that cigarette hanging in his mouth. The sight of you, being on your knees and having that pretty mouth of yours hanging open so dutifully has his cock hardening even more, and his tip leaks embarrassingly so.

"Yeah, just like that."

He groans again, and he slowly pushes his tip in past your lips and sighs as he leans his head back against the couch once he feels that warm, wetness envelope him.

You're quick to engage as your lips tighten around him, hollowing your cheeks like you usually do, and Shinya lets out a pleased hum.

"Mmm..."

He grips your hair again, and he starts to guide your head up and down his cock. Instantly, he feels as if rockets are shooting through his skull as pings of pleasure go off in his head. That tight , wet warmth has Shinya is a chokehold as he swallows thickly.

And you—your mouth feels so full of him, and your eyelashes flutter as you engulf him completely when he guides your head all the way down so your nose is pressed against his pelvis. You catch a whiff of his cologne—strong and heady—and it makes your head spin. You moan, and it reverberates around Shinya, making him open his mouth, thus dropping the burned out cigarette onto the floor beside you.

"Shit, girl." He huffs, needing to catch his breath for a moment before he suddenly continues. Quick movements are made with the punishing grip in your hair, almost as if it was in a staccato rhythm: One, two, three, four, five...—your nose hits his pelvis and gags flee your mouth as the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat, and God do you love it. The scene is a bit pornographic as saliva drools out of your mouth, wetting the fabric of his underwear that surrounds his cock and balls, and the sounds of your gags only add to that, but nonetheless, you love every bit of it.

You love gagging around him, and you love your mouth being so full that you can't help but roll your eyes to the back of your head as you take Shinya's cock like the good girlfriend you are.

You moan, and your breath staggers as you inhale his scent every time your nose hits his pelvis, which only adds to the sweet stickiness of your panties clinging to your pussy.

Fuck, and of course Shinya loves it too. He loves the sight of your spit gathering around his cock and muddying your pretty lips. He loves seeing the whites of your eyes as you take him. He loves knowing that you're probably getting turned on to all of this. He loves every bit of it, and, so much so that his breath is starting to get heavy and his balls are starting to tighten. He grunts and his mouth hangs open once again as he speaks.

"Gonna cum, sweetheart."

It's not a quick enough warning as you're too deep in pleasure when you're ripped away from your dreamlike state too quickly from being mouth-fucked as he rips your mouth off of him, and suddenly, thick ropes of his white seed hit your face, covering your mouth and cheeks, leaving you a bit dazed.

Shinya huffs, and he smirks, grinning as he takes a moment to breathe and collect himself. He runs his fingers through his thick, black hair and slowly lets go of your hair, chuckling as he sees the white mess he's made onto your face.

He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out two cigarettes, handing one to you, and a shit-eating grin dons his face.

"Happy birthday to me, right?"

[sophiria]

Aftercoffee

Pairings: Ginoza x fem!reader || Kogami x fem!reader

Content warnings and tags: 18+, smut (vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex-female receiving), suggestive themes, smoking, hints of body worship, mild angst and hurt/comfort, mutual pining, implied pre-threesome and pre-poly, post-psycho pass season 3

Author’s note: written for @underratedcharactercorner​‘s Winter Wonderland collab! Thank you so much for hosting and letting me join <3

Words: just a bit under 3k

The tepid rays of sunlight filter through the windows as you brew the coffee for your guest. The rich-flavored aroma fills the air as the coffee starts to gurgle, mingling with the scent of tobacco emanating from the Spinel cigarette he's smoking. For a few moments, your gaze wanders from the Moka pot towards the vast blanket of snow adorning the winter scenery outside your house, and you take a deep breath as he lights up yet another stick.

"There's a place for you at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs," Kogami tells you, taking a drag while your attention returns to the coffee pot. He pauses as you mix the hot beverage with a small spoon, and then he resumes speaking as you start pouring the coffee into two cups. "Come to work with me at the Suppressing Action Department."

You pick up the espresso cups and turn around to face him. Though his face looks stoic, his eyes twinkle with excitement. A tiny smile ghosts around the corners of your mouth as you reach his position, and he helps you by taking the tray out of your hands and then placing the cups on the table.

"Is it because of my ability to import luxury coffee brands?" You joke, though there's a slight wobble in your voice that doesn't go unnoticed by Kogami. "I've been out of the game for too long, Shinya."

He brings the cup to his lips as he holds the cigarette in the same hand. "You won't feel the same pressure we had at the Bureau," Kogami says, savoring a small sip of coffee as you take a seat next to him. "We play by different rules, and our crime coefficients are kept secret."

A flicker of hope flashes across your face as you look up at him. "Does it feel as if the Sibyl System doesn't dictate every aspect of your life?"

Kogami gives you a small smile. "Yeah, it kinda does." 

It's quiet for a few minutes, and as you start drinking the coffee, he finishes his cup. "I take it you're no longer an enforcer then," you ponder after a little while as you briefly look out the window. "You too left the old life behind."

Kogami lights up another cigarette. "I'm a special investigator now—or a tactical advisor. Whichever you prefer."

You turn your head towards him and notice the intensity reflected in his eyes. You've known him well enough to know that he's serious about the offer, though you have the feeling that there's still another matter he has to talk to you about.

"Is there something else I should know about before giving you an answer, Shinya?"

A brief pause, and then—

"Ginoza is a special investigator too. He's been working with me as my partner."

You bring a palm to the side of your neck. "Really? Your voice shakes just a bit, and then a light scoff leaves your lips. "It's been so long, I..." you hesitate, slightly shaking your head before gazing towards the ceiling. "After we parted ways during my stay at the Pass Correction and Medical Care Center, I told myself that I needed to forget about him."

(But you never did forget.)

Kogami inhales sharply. "You don't know what happened to him after that?" He asks you with a genuine surprise in his tone. "Gino never contacted you?"

A bitter smile surfaces on your lips, and your gaze wanders back to his face. "I sometimes ask myself if what we had was real or if I imagined it," you admit, a half-hearted laugh leaving your lips. "I haven't seen Nobuchika in over seven years. He never reached out to me."

Your clothes suddenly feel too tight, and you stand up from your seat to walk toward the sink. You start to rinse the coffee maker as Kogami angles his body toward yours. He stares at your side profile and sees how you're trying to get a hold of your emotions—your posture is hunched as if you're trying to protect yourself, and your hands are lightly trembling under the scalding water. Despite its warmth and that of the fireplace, your body is numb from the cold.

"Gino's hue deteriorated after you weren't a presence in his life anymore," Kogami recalls. "His crime coefficient went up to 140 after his father was killed during a mission. Then he went through rehabilitation, became an enforcer, and spent years as one."

You swiftly turn around towards Kogami, and he sees your lips parted in shock as your eyes reflect a whirlwind of emotions. Your mouth opens and closes a few times as you try to find the words, but all that leaves your lips is a choked gasp as tears well up in your eyes.

Your mind barely registers it when Kogami wraps his strong arms around you, one hand on your back and the other on the crown of your head. "We both failed you, and for that, I'm sorry," he says as he holds your body. "I was obsessed with revenge, and Ginoza with keeping the hue in check. We both lost sight of what was important, and you got caught up in the middle because of it."

You hiccup against Kogami's chest before raising your head to meet his eyes. His gaze mellows as he looks at you, and he leans down until his forehead almost touches yours. His dark locks tickle your skin, and a little noise between a sniffle and a chuckle leaves your lips. He lets out a rumble of amusement and takes your chin between his fingers before leaning forward. Your face heats up as he presses a light kiss on the corner of your lips, and you close your eyes as his lips linger on your skin.

When he leans back and you no longer feel his touch, your eyes flutter open. You see that he's staring behind you and out of the window, and the moment you notice the knowing look in his eyes, you do understand. Swallowing hard, you turn around to follow the line of Kogami's sight.

Your heart flutters as you gaze into a familiar pair of eyes, and you take in all the ways Ginoza has changed—his hair is longer now, pulled up in a ponytail, and he no longer wears glasses. He looks at peace with himself, carrying himself confidently as his steps bring him closer to your house, until he stops near your front door.

Time slows as you look into each other's eyes, yours filled with yearning and melancholy, his with longing and regret. Both of you tune out everything around yourselves and take a step forward, an invisible pull wanting to entwine your fates once more—though the moment breaks as soon as Ginoza glances toward Kogami. His eyes narrow as he studies his friend's actions, and your skin tingles as you feel Kogami's hot breath against your neck. He places one of his hands on the small of your back, and your cheeks burn as you feel him press an open-mouthed kiss on the nape of your neck. A blurring mix of embarrassment and arousal swirls within your belly as Kogami's lips linger in the same way they did on the corner of your mouth, and when he pulls away, Ginoza's eyes are brimming with conflicting emotions.

Kogami walks towards the front door and steps outside, lighting a cigarette on his way to Ginoza. The two friends glance at one another, and as you carefully look over them, Kogami tells Ginoza something you can't quite place before disappearing from your view and heading toward where his motorcycle is parked.

There's a standstill and then a soft murmur of your name. Your gaze finds Ginoza, who's taking another step toward your position.

"Nobuchika…" you half-whisper as he closes the distance between your bodies, "...what are you doing here?"

His watchful gaze softens. "I'm here for you," Ginoza says, and you're breathless as he cups your cheek with his hand, "and to make it up for the way I've pushed you away."

You sigh and slowly lean into his touch. "Kogami told me about what happened..." you murmur, placing your hand over his. "I'm so sorry about your dad, Nobuchika."

(You don't tell him that you're sorry about his coefficient, because you have the distinct feeling that he's more content now than when you knew him as an inspector, keeping what society deemed a healthy hue in check.)

He smiles sadly. "His death and becoming an enforcer made me realize that I needed to be true to myself," Ginoza admits. "I'm sorry I haven't reached out to you earlier."

You hold his gaze and confess your deepest fear. "I thought you'd forgotten about me."

He exhales. "Never," Ginoza replies, and it's both firm and soft. "I could never do that."

Your gaze is lenient and loving as you look up at him, and his cheeks flush. You intertwine your fingers with his and step back, turning around to lead him inside your house while the door slowly closes behind you.

There's an immediate shift in the air, and you let out a shaky breath as you feel Ginoza's chest nudge against your back. You say his name breathlessly, and he lets his forehead rest in the crook between your neck and shoulder. His silky, long locks brush against your cheeks, and you nuzzle his hair as he wraps his right arm around your waist.

You stay like that for a minute or so until he lifts his head and places his left hand under your chin, angling your face toward his. Your eyes widen slightly at the contact as understanding flashes in them. A bittersweet smile appears on his lips as you gently touch his leather-covered hand, and your vision blurs as you think about how much he must have suffered. His cybernetic hand can't sense your touch, but Ginoza can still feel the affection you hold for him—even after all this time, despite his lack of communication and the previous impossibility of reaching out while he was an enforcer.

"It's okay now," Ginoza tells you softly before brushing his lips against yours. Your lips part, and he captures your mouth in a deep kiss. Warmth spreads through you as his tongue swirls around yours, and you angle your body toward his. He wraps both of his arms around your upper body while your hands find his hair, and you explore each other's mouths until you pause to breathe in.

Then his lips are on your skin once more, tracing a path from your cheeks to your neck. He sucks the skin into his mouth, and your face heats up as small, breathy gasps leave your lips. Both of you are pressed against each other as you slowly walk back towards the bed in the middle of your open space, and you stroke his hair while his mouth is still caressing your skin, leaving slow, feathery kisses on your cheeks and neck.

"Nobuchika, can you sit on the bed for me?" You ask him softly, your hands in his hair and his mouth lingering on your jaw. "I want to see you."

His heart races at your words, and Ginoza raises his head until his gaze is level with yours. His face is flushed, and you smile at him before pressing a small kiss on his mouth. A quiet, blissful sigh leaves his lips, and then he complies, sitting at the edge of the bed.

His legs part for you, and you get in between, placing your hands on his chest. He's wearing a white shirt and dark tie after leaving his trenchcoat and suit jacket in the living room, and your touch is light as you undress him. Ginoza is unable to meet your eyes as his chest is left bare, and his entire body tenses as he waits for you to say something. 

His breath hitches as you bring your mouth over his shoulder to press a tender kiss on the skin near his prosthetic. Then one kiss turns into multiple ones, and your lips are warm and buttery-soft as you leave a trail of delicate kisses on his shoulders, collarbone, and neck while your hands are splayed on his chest.

When he wraps his arms around your waist and brings you close to himself, your lips meet once again. Your kisses are greedier, the hunger you both feel for one another seeping through as your tongues meld together. Then his hands are on yours as you slowly lower the waistband of your pants and undies until they rest just a bit under your ass, and you shiver as the crisp air hits your skin.

Your heart pounds as Ginoza drops to his knees and leans forward until his lips touch your stomach. He places languid kisses on it, and your entire body runs hot at the intimate gesture, full of both desire and devotion. His lips travel down, and you inhale sharply as his mouth lingers on your pelvis.

Goosebumps appear on your skin as his lips move south, and your body quivers softly when he reaches between your legs to give an experimental flick of his tongue against your clit. A breathy moan leaves your lips, and he begins sucking on your nub while he eases a slender finger and then two inside your wet slit. Your knees almost buckle, and you place your hands on his shoulders to balance yourself while his tongue circles your clit. You gasp as he reaches that special spot inside you, and your hips arch as the stimulation has you clenching around his fingers.

Tears of pleasure roll down your cheek as you ride the shockwaves of your orgasm, and your heart skips a beat as Ginoza starts placing small kisses on your inner thighs. He slowly pulls his fingers out of your sex while you're still feeling the aftershocks of your climax, and he brings them to his mouth. The erotic sight has you gazing at him with half-lidded eyes, and he smirks softly at the dizzy look on your face.

He stands up to sit at the edge of the bed, all while his hands are holding your waist, keeping your body close to his. You bite your lip as you notice the bulge in his pants, and it's your turn to smirk as you see the flush creeping up his neck and face.

Then you're back between his legs, helping him peel off his suit pants and underwear. You lick your lips at the sight of his aroused cock, and you wrap your hands around it. Ginoza trembles at your touch, and he mumbles your name in a pleading tone before helping you straddle him.

His body shudders as his cock is swallowed by your pussy, and he rests his hands over your back while you wrap your hands around his neck. The two of you hold on tight to each other's bodies as you ride him, and Ginoza pounds his hips at a frantic speed while breathing heavily and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Your walls begin to flutter as his nimble fingers reach your nub, and shaky moans leave your lips as the tension snaps and you pulse around him. His hips stutter as he pants, and when you breathe out for him to come inside you, he gives one last erratic thrust before his cock pulses, spilling himself inside you.

Your bodies are coated in a gossamer sheen of sweat as you disentangle and he slips out of you. Ginoza presses a light kiss on your forehead before standing up and going to the bathroom to retrieve a couple of towels. When he returns to you, he's gentle and careful as he cleans up the combined arousal from your body before doing the same with himself.

You both shower and return to bed, enveloped in fluffy bathrobes. Ginoza lays on his back before taking you into his arms. You place one hand on his chest, nuzzling his neck with your face while your legs interlace, and you're basking in each other's presence anew.

-

It's dawn when Kogami walks down the path toward your house. The soothing atmosphere of the Hokkaido village you live in quiets his thoughts, and he wallows in the fresh air. His boots leave footprints in the snow as he approaches the front door of your house, and once he reaches it, he types the code on the monitor next to the doorbell.

He's silent as he enters your space and walks stealthily until he stops at the edge of your bed. There's more than a hint of desire as he observes your figures sleeping soundly, and he lingers there for less than a minute before heading out.

"Shinya..."

His steps halt as he hears you calling out for him, and he slowly turns around. His eyes widen at the sight of you and Ginoza staring at him with a playful glint in your eyes, and his mouth goes dry the moment you extend your hand with your palm out in a gesture of invitation.

"Come join Gino and me in bed."

[chiwit]

get  to  know  the  mun!                                                     repost,  don’t  reblog.

———  BASICS  !  ♡

NICKNAME  :  niran!

PRONOUNS  :  he / him.

ZODIAC  SIGN  :  sagittarius.

TAKEN  OR  SINGLE  :  gojo's lesbian wife

———  THREE  FACTS  ! ♡

i'm currently in my last year of my clinical psych master's program!

i had a birdie that lived to 38 years old.

I have audhd. :)

———  EXPERIENCE  !  ♡

i started roleplaying as a wee one in elementary school, starting off first in warrior cats forums. i didn't get into animanga and video-game rping until i rped lightning from final fantasy as like ... what... age 12? 13? i've rped privately in skype since. i came to tumblr in like 2013-14 and from then have joined several groups that didn't last long with small indie ventures that I don't care to recount up to 2016 where i threw in the towel. then, i came back in 2020 as kogami, and i've rped in several fandoms since!

———  MUSE  PREFERENCE  !  ♡

i don't think i have a type! most of the time, i just pick the character that speaks to me on a personal level, other times i pick the character that's funniest. for men, this is especially the case, but for women i like lesbians women whose narratives have some manner of commentary on eldest daughterhood / womanhood, etc.

———  FLUFF  /  ANGST  /  SMUT  !  ♡    

FLUFF :always.

ANGST :   YES!!!!

SMUT : i mean, i GUESS. i highly doubt anyone would want to with me.

PLOT  /  MEMES  : plotting plotting plotting plotting. memes work great too, but i LOVE cultivating plots and dynamics with people to go for the long run :D

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: tagged by @sirenea! mwah 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐: you!

[redvdress]

A STRANGER IS WATCHINGﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

hii i hate my real name so i go by Allison atm (i’m feeling dabi after writing this shit lool).

i’m from italy and i’m 19 (i’m gonna kms), this is my first experience ever on tumblr since we don’t use it at all in italy but the shit i find here’s the only thing that won’t make me dig a ditch and throw myself in lmao.

Soo english isn’t my first language so I usually use a translator for fics and not for other stuff, i hope everything is still understandable and enjoyable!!

i’ve watched a few animes and never read a manga (i’m just too lazy for that (((and poor))):

-attack on titan

-jujutsu kaisen

-my hero academia

-psycho pass (no one talks about thisss)

-haikyuu

-death note

I prefer writing for the characters i like most because i’m genuinely interested in them and know them better than others!

Here they are—— Levi, L, Megumi, Kogami, Kuroo, Dabi/Touya and Hawks.

I could explain to every of you why i like each of them but probably no one would care. In case you just want to talk about stuff, don’t be shy and text me!

If you request for another character from these shows that’s fine, i’ll try my best to picture them canon. Yeah i prefer writing characters canon (even if they’re a dick cough cough like Dabi), i’m not really delusional😭

I take requests atm so feel free to ask me, though i write more for short stuff or headcannons. this could give me some good scenarios for my personal writings. (NO ONE ASKED FOR BUT I HAVE A LOTTT).

I usually don’t write for different universe, i just don’t have enough fantasy and ideas for that lmao. But if you give me a good prompt, then i can try my best.

I write for gn or fem reader most of all and fluff genre, but i might start some smut too, don’t be shy asking! i’ll try my best to make your wishes come true and share with me your headcannons (my friends don’t like animes so i NEED someone to talk to about this) especially after the last episode of mha, my precious Touya😭😭

[cyancherub]

CASSIEEEEEEEEEEE I NEED A PREQUEL (obv smut) OF “Gunsmoke in Mirrors”!!!!!!!!!!

Literally one of my fav Psycho-Pass FanFics ever, your writing is immaculate 🤧

— kelin-is-writing 💜

HEY THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!i appreciate that HEHEEE /.. it would be kind of fun to dive into the lore between kogami and the reader I WILL NOT LIE,,,, lots of potential................. I AM HONORED THAT IT IS ONE OF UR FAVORITES!!! thank u very much for the kind words

[papijean]

the last time s.k.

summary: kogami swears this is going to be his last time sleeping with you, just as he’s said every other time. 

warnings: smut, 18+ content mdni, dubcon, manipulation, masturbation, hair pulling, cum eating, finger sucking, fingering, impact play, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, pet names (good girl, doll, etc), begging, slight humilation, praise, smoking, little aftercare

word count: 6.6k

a/n: heheh sorry I watched this show and had 0 self control. 

"Get up."

It came as no surprise to Kogami when he found you asleep in his bed. The lack of privacy he got was overwhelming when it came to being one of the Public Safety Bureau's dogs. No quiet, no space to stretch his legs, no peace. His room was no longer a sanctuary, particularly after his run-in with you all those months ago.

Division Two Inspector, top of your class, and a far too forgiving heart when it came to people like Shinya Kogami. He was a pretty face with a nice body - exactly what you wanted. You'd first met him on a case while working with Division One, back when he first acquired the life as an enforcer. As Inspector, you knew you were to keep your relationship with enforcers as professional and authoritarian. Kogami quickly became an exception.

While working the same case, your smoke breaks became synchronous and the amount of chatter grew. It wasn't until the end of the case did you invite him over for a well-earned drink, away from his Division just for the night. He couldn't say no, even if he wanted to. Dogs always had to listen to their owners.

He should have known better. He was a Detective like you once, he should have noticed the mischievous look in your eyes and the lingering touches on his skin. It wasn't until you were physically straddling him did he realize what your intentions were. He couldn't say he didn't want it either.

Kogami sighed at your lack of reaction to him entering his room. You laid on your stomach, arms under his pillow and ass pushed up in the air just enough to get his attention. Quiet, shallow breaths escaped you, though he knew better than that to believe you were truly sleeping - at least not since he opened the door.

"Hey," Kogami tried again. His palm descended through the air, leaving a crisp smack on your ass to get your attention. You still refused to open your eyes, or maybe you really were tired enough not to be bothered by him. "I told you to stop sleeping here."

He noticed you picked up the habit a while ago. Slipping into his room during your breaks to take a quick shut-eye, working until four in the morning just to be too tired to make it to your home, even sneaking away from the public eye just for a smoke. Kogami didn't mind, not when you spread your legs and kept that pretty little mouth open.

How could he complain when someone with such a sweet pussy let him have a taste? How could he complain when you fucked him - used him - to get rid of the stress of your mind? How could he complain when you let him lose himself to the pleasure of stretching your hole until he couldn't cum anymore?

Kogami felt the guilt of having his superior succumb to his needs, but the pleasure of it all outweighed any sense of regret in the moment. He was weighed by the guilt of it, tainting someone with such a beautiful hue. He fulfilled your needs too, the mutual benefit was something you needed to rid the stress of your line of work. He had to remind himself time and time again that this was your idea, you were the one who came to him which made it all okay.

Smoke puffed around him. Kogami sat in front of his desk, cigarette dangling between his lips as he tried to unwind from the tension of his work. He wanted time to himself, to be alone just for a while after going overtime for way longer than he could have wanted.

He could feel your eyes on the back of his head. With a final drag of his cigarette, he put the butt of it in his ashtray. In a few long strides, he crossed the room, standing at the edge of his bed. Your eyes were closed once more, this time a pathetically hidden smile on your lips as he gazed at your body.

Every time he told himself it would be the last. No more of this endless fucking, no more of having you weight down his already guilt-ridden shoulders. Every time he failed, succumbing to the desire to have his cock buried inside your needy hole. He couldn't deprive himself of the only good thing this job came with.

The bed creaked with the weight of him. Kogami practically laid on top of you, molding himself to you with his face tucked into your neck. Soft kisses were placed on your skin, edging a reaction to come from you so you'd stop pretending to be asleep. Being a light sleeper came with years of this job.

His fingers trailed up your legs, toying at the edge of the skirt you wore. He hated the dull uniform skirts, hated how every time he saw you wear it he wanted to tear it off your body. It was like unwrapping a present, always there was a treat for him beneath the layers of material, pretty and wet and all for him.

He pried further up, teasingly slow. He was impressed by your ability to keep your breathing even when he was like this. The composure of an inspector shining through when he knew how easily the facade of yours could crack with a nimble touch of his fingers.

His kisses turned harsher, sucking at your skin right where the collar of your button-up reached. It wasn't until finally did the pads of his fingers find your underwear did he start to get something from you. He could see your hands fidget from beneath his pillow, eyes tightening. You were like an open book while trying so hard to remain expressionless.

"You're trying so damn hard to be coy but I'm sure these panties are already wet, huh?"

Kogami forced his hand between your thighs, prying them opening just enough to get the access he needed to prove his point. Your lips parted as he dragged his index over your clothed folds. So predictable, it was hard to believe you were at the top of your class and such a hard-working detective.

A chuckle rumbled against you.

"Just what I thought, Detective," Kogami pressed against your clit, circling ever-so-slowly. He watched as your breathing became harder. "How long have you been thinking about me? All day? Since you lied down in my bed? Or has it been since the last time I fucked you?"

The last time. Fuck, he told himself it was the last time, and yet here he was again with his hands between your legs. He couldn't allow himself to do this again, no it needed to end here or he would never be able to see it through.

His actions stopped with the end of his questions, hands pulled from your body and no longer touching you at all. Whatever teasing you were trying to get him to do - he wasn't about to fall for it. He knew you well enough to know your actions reached farther than what he was about to give you. You needed more than what he could give you, what he wanted to give you.

"Kogami," you whined, finally breaking your facade. You had been thinking of him all day, all week if you were being honest. Division One had more on their plate than they could handle, you wanted him to use you, to take out all his frustrations and anger and use it against you. It was always those occasions that left you on such a euphoric high, clearing your hue to such a light beautiful colour.

"Why'd you stop?" You pouted. He gave you no other choice but to roll over and face him, pout on your lips. It didn't matter what kind of seductive look you were attempting to give him, he paid no attention to you. He laid flat on his back, pulling another cigarette out of the box and lighting it up.

"I told you to stop staying here," he repeated himself from earlier. His tie was looser on his neck than usual, an extra button was undone, and his shirt was untucked. He must have done that when he first came in. His chest heaved with the inhale of smoke. He refused to meet your eye - maybe he really was upset this time.

"Your Crime Coefficient is going to go up if you keep sleeping with a latent criminal."

"Don't lie, Ko, you'd like that wouldn't you?" You pressed on. Whatever his current thoughts and feelings were, you'd find out one way or another. Sex, talking, even his seldom expressions might give it all away. "If I were just like you we could be having sex all the time, without having to worry about the other Detectives. You could have me all to yourself, I could use my favourite little pet whenever I wanted."

Kogami ran a hand down his face, his whole body quickly becoming heavy with your words. No matter how many times you joked about it, whatever hint of seriousness in your voice, your hue was always crystal clear. He envied you for being able to remain so pure when having such a foul taste of life.

He liked to tell himself no matter how many times you defiled yourself with him, it wouldn't change your hue because of your strong mindset. There was always still a fear he would be the reason you'd lose your position as Inspector and fall to Enforcer. He already lived with enough guilt on his conscience, he didn't need more of it.

His long arm stretched out, tapping away the ash from his current cigarette. Before he could bring it back to his lips, your snatched it away from him, sitting upright to take a long drag. Kogami didn't get the chance to deter your movement - or maybe he didn't want to. Either way, he felt your lips on his, and the same puff of smoke you took entered his lungs.

A tangled mess of tongue and lips quickly became. Kogami's hands back on your body, over every curve and dip he loved to ravish. The warmth between your thighs radiated on his own as you straddled him, grinding just enough to feel the friction on your sensitive core. Every minuscule sound you made was swallowed by him.

He forgot the reason for his heavy heart with your taste. The lingering residue of tobacco on your tongue, minty chapstick, it was all so familiar to him. Too familiar, it was what he was ultimately trying to avoid, all this - with you, he couldn't anymore.

Stern hands grabbed your waist, pushing you off his body and yanking the cigarette back to his lips. Kogami didn't hesitate this time to push himself off his bed where you remained needy for him. Those fingers once between your thighs were running through his hair in frustration. He was frustrated at himself for not being able to say no to you.

He felt cursed when he was with you. His mind screaming at him to leave, to refuse to fall to your scheme and risk tainting you further. His body was as if he weren't in control of it any longer. You, the puppeteer, pulling the strings attached to him in just the way you pleased. No matter which way he looked at it, there was no escape.

"I'm not doing this anymore," Kogami told you. He couldn't lie about not wanting the sex - not with the way his cock was straining against the tight pants he wore. He could, however, speak the truth about his feelings. "Go fuck Ginzo, or some other Inspector. Someone who isn't a latent criminal."

"Sex is sex, Shinya," your tone slowly matching his - serious, stoic, anything but the playfulness you wanted to hear from him, "no matter who you have it with. Just because your criminal coefficient is high doesn't mean mine will be just because I'm sleeping with you. We've been doing this for months, and it hasn't gone up because of you."

"But it's gone up."

"Because of work," you argued. It was hard not to be affected by what this job could bring, even with the enforcers taking most of the dirty work. There were still horrors, stress, everything that came with the job of working as an Inspector. He knew that better than anyone which was why he should have been able to understand where you were coming from.

"I'm a big girl, Kogami, if I was worried about my hue darkening because of you I would have stopped a long time ago. It gets clearer every time I see you, you know. My crime coefficient goes down every time you use me, you make me higher than any drug could."

Your arms were around his waist without a sound. The warmth of your body was what he needed after the stressful day he withstood. Kogami sighed, you were right, you did know your hue better than anyone else and you knew what you needed to do to prevent it from getting darker. He still couldn't bring himself to believe it got clearer after your encounters - no one's hue became lighter after time with him in any sense.

Your fingers slipped beneath his shirt, wandering aimlessly over his hardened torso. Every muscle tensed under your touch, fighting his mind to pull away from you and force you to leave this room and never return. He didn't have to see you while working every day, it would be easy to shut you out forever.

Instead, he allowed your hands to travel further down, grazing over the bulge in his pants and nimbly undoing the belt and button. A shaky breath escaped him as your cold fingers pushed beneath his underwear to relieve his cock of its restraint. Instinctively, he grabbed your wrist with a bruising grip. It wasn't enough to stop your movements.

"Do you really want me to leave?" You asked, stroking his length at such a slow pace it was almost painful. He didn't notice how your free hand dropped from his body, now pressed between your legs. "I can stop right now, leave you all alone with this. Do you think of me when you touch yourself? Do you think of me stroking you like this? Or maybe it's my mouth you think of."

The zipper of your skirt was pulled down by your own hand. The material quickly fell to a pile on the floor. You pushed your soiled underwear to the side, biting hard at your lip as you grazed your sensitive nub. He noticed how your movements faltered, strokes becoming more erratic and the pressure of your palm changing constantly.

Kogami was so consumed with his pleasure, he was yet to notice your fingers deep inside your cunt - not until an ever so quiet moan slipped.

"Or maybe you think about filling me up with your cum, yeah? Never let you do that before, you want to today? F-fuck, you wanna fill my pussy up with your cum, Ko?" Your fingers curled, desperately trying to find the spot Kogami memorized long ago. Your digits were pathetic compared his, they weren't as long and they certainly could never make you cum as his could. A sorrowful whine echoed against his spine as you failed to please yourself like he could. "D-do you think about using my body to get yourself off - Ah!"

A relieved cry, finally managing to press the pads of your fingers into the delightful, pleasure-filled spot you'd been searching for. A similar moan followed from him, your hand instinctively tightening around his cock in such a sinful way it could almost compare to the hole he'd been thinking about.

"Fuck," he muttered to himself. One more time. This would be the last time - he meant it. The pad of your finger teased his tip, circling it until he finally couldn't take it anymore. Kogami hastily rotated, pulling you in for a heated kiss. Only now could he truly see the material of your skirt tossed aside and your needy hole being filled by your fingers.

Kogami made your head spin. Between his kiss and the way his fingers joined yours, you could barely stand on your own two feet.

The taste of cigarettes remained on his tongue as it invaded your mouth. He gave you no chance of control, no chance of having any sort of dominance against him with those words spoken earlier. He did think about you when he got off, especially the day you'd finally let him go raw, filling you up until his cum was spilling out of you. Shit.

Kogami's hand encased yours, pulling your dripping fingers from your cunt and pushing them past his lips. His tongue devoured every drop of your juices, moaning against you at the taste alone. The aching emptiness you felt was replaced, his two middle digits easily sinking into your stretched hole.

He looked like a mad man devouring your juices. Kogami's eyes were half-lidded, moaning around you as he enjoyed the taste. His tongue was hot against your fingers, swirling and sucking them like he'd done it dozens of times before.

When he was sure every spec of you was licked clean, he released your fingers from his mouth, a line of his drool connecting between you and his tongue. The sight alone was enough to have your walls tightening around his long, slender digits. He needed more of it, needing you squeezing around his cock until he could barely move inside you.

His bed was suddenly too far, the messy desk he previously worked at being the only thing close enough for him. Your chest laid against the arrangement of messy papers, legs weak as the assault of his fingers continued. Your underwear was pathetically pushed halfway down your thighs, the material all stretched because of his impatient pulling.

"You want a taste too?" Kogami offered. The sweetness of your juices was nothing in comparison to the sound of your desperate whines. He gave you no chances of answering, only using his free hand to fist your hair and pull your neck back just enough for him to stick his fingers between your lips. "Suck, just like you would my cock."

You did, for him, only him would you listen to such demands. Every time he tried to push you away it was only a need for you to pull him back even closer. Whatever it took to keep him close, whatever leash you needed to put on him to keep him at your side. There were certain things in life you didn't like to share, Shinya was one of them.

You mimicked him from earlier, tongue swirling around him, cheeks hollowing. The sickly tang of your juices filled your tastebuds. You worked his fingers all while wishing it was his cock instead - the same one pressing against your ass, eager to be satisfied.

"Good girl," Kogami praised as he pulled his fingers from you, dragging your bottom lip down along the way. A sinful grin was on his face at the sight of you. Your own desire pool at your folds, threatening to drip down your thighs and be wasted. He guided the tip of his length between your thighs, collecting all that was ready to fall. "Do you like to taste yourself?"

You nodded, legs pressing together in hopes to get any sort of friction. Anything he asked you to do you'd enjoy, simply because the request was coming from him. You shouldn't have let yourself get this way - you were his superior and yet you wanted him to boss you around. His demanding tone made the lines of boss and subordinate disappear until there was nothing left but an uneasy desire.

"Are you going to keep your promise? Hmm?" Kogami teased your clit. He enjoyed the way you squirmed at such a light touch, your body desperate for more of him, more of anything. The tight grip of hair he held loosened until it was no more. At this point, you couldn't even remember what you promised - whatever it was you couldn't care, as long as he gave you what you needed.

His thumb pressed harder into your sweet bud, circles becoming faster until you were whimpering for more, whimpering his name.

"Answer me, pretty," Kogami kicked your legs further apart, giving him better access. He ached to be inside you, precum leaking from his tip and smearing against the soft skin of your ass. Was this your ploy all along? To get him so worked up he couldn't control how hard he wanted to fuck you? "Are you going to let me cum in your pretty cunt?"

"Fuck," your fingers dug into the hardwood of the desk. His actions were relentless, leaving you gasping and your hole clenching around nothing. Kogami's hand fell from the air once more, harder than the time you were pretending to be asleep and enough to make you jolt with the sudden pain. "Yes! You can cum in me, please, Ko, please cum inside me."

Kogami moaned at hearing you beg for his cum. All these months you never once let him fuck you without a condom - maybe this was your final, desperate attempt to get him to stay. A trump card to get him to continue this endless stream of fucking. Unfortunately for him, he played right into your hand.

"G-gonna cum, Ko," your whole body jerked at his assault. If it weren't for his legs keeping yours apart, you weren't sure if you could keep them so perfectly spread for him to view. "Please, please I want to cum on your cock, please Ko."

"Shit, yeah pretty I can do that for you."

Kogami couldn't contain the moan wallowing in his chest. The unforgettable feeling of your warm walls surrounding him without the barrier of a condom was euphoric. The way you were already so close to an orgasm, clenching around him in such a desperate way, it was almost too much for him to handle.

He fucked you a countless number of times, but this was a whole new level of pleasure. Feeling your wetness slick on his member, it was enough to make all his doubt and anxiety go away. He couldn't care less if your crime coefficient went up if it meant he could get this feeling every damn day.

Your walls stretched, forced to accommodate to his girth in an instant. It was the push you needed. The delicious perfection of being full was enough to make you reach your peak, moaning Shinya's name as your plush walls spasmed erratically. Pathetically, your body became weak.

"Fuck, doll, you're going to do that again for me, right?" Kogami needed to feel it again. Nothing else mattered besides the feeling of you cumming on his dick. The lightheaded feeling he got, the undeniable pleasure, he'd fuck you for hours even if it meant he'd get the feeling once more.

"Need you to cum, first, Ko," you whined, turning your neck back to see his face. Kogami stared at the creamy ring surrounding his member. The glistening of your juices made a mess of the two of you before he even got the chance to give you a proper railing. He wanted to add his own cum to the messy mix.

It won't take him long. You can practically feel the desire vibrating off his body. He knows he's not going to last long and yet he still doesn't try to refrain from letting go too early. Kogami knows his body, and he's damn sure he can go multiple times before succumbing to the need for rest.

His hands gripped the fat of your hips, pushing you deeper onto him until your ass was firm against his pelvic bone. So deep you swore you could feel him in your stomach, you wanted to feel this full always with him.

"You want me to cum, doll?" Kogami questioned. He pulled his hips back, leaving your hole nearly empty just to hear the whines coming from you. All your pleas for more came to halt when he snapped back into you with such force it knocked the wind out of your lungs.

"Why don't you beg for it? Beg for me to give you my cum and maybe I'll stuff your pretty pussy with it."

He quickly made it impossible for more than just choked out sounds to come from you. Kogami ruthlessly pounded you with a hold on you that would surely leave bruises. He couldn't care less if you begged for him. Fuck, he couldn't care about anything besides the way your juices coated his dick and the way you sucked him back in with every thrust.

Whether or not you begged for his cum, he was going to give it to you. He couldn't stop himself from spilling into your sweet hole even if he wanted to. No, no he was far too obsessed with the feeling of fucking you without some condom stuck between you.

"P-please, Ko," you managed out. He was so deep, so hard thrusting into your cunt it was hard to think straight. "Need you cum, please, Ko, need you to fill me up I need it so bad. I want your cum inside me, want you to use me. Shit - fuck, need my pussy full of your cum, wanna feel it drip out. You wanna see that too, right Ko? Wanna see you cum spill out?"

"Fuck," Kogami felt his balls tighten at your words. God did he want to see his cum spill out of you, and he sure as hell knew he wasn't going to be able to stop himself from fucking it back in either. The obnoxious squelching of your cunt was all the confidence he needed to know you wanted this more than he did.

"Look at me."

You can barely move your body, much less turn to face him. Drool pits at the corner of your lips, threatening to spill out with every messy thrust of his. Kogami doesn't waste his time for you to look back, he grabs the same fistful of hair as earlier to get you to turn his way. He can see the fucked-out look in your eyes and the way your lips mumble with pleasure every time he moves.

"That's it, pretty." He leaves the grip on your hips, snaking his hand beneath you until landing on your clit. The rough tips of his fingers leave tight-knit circles on your overly sensitive nub. A loud moan breaks through, so loud he's sure whoever's next door can hear you perfectly.

"Gonna cum," you choke out. You can see the grin he's keeping to himself, watching you fall apart on his cock as if he were the superior. The tight release of tension is sudden, falling over you until your spasming around his length and leaving uncontrollable moans of his name. Your walls become so unbearable tight around him, making it impossible for him to move and even more so, impossible for him not to cum.

"Fuck," he groans, balls tightening as they release his load deep inside your sopping cunt. He can barely breathe, eyes unable to open as pure pleasure consumes him. Kogami knows it's not going to be enough, he knows even with his cum filling your hole he's going to need more. Shit, and it feels so good, so warm to have him fill you.

"Ko, more!"

"More?" Kogami's barely catching his breath from his high - and he can see you're in no better shape. Your body threatens to collapse with the exhaustion of two orgasms and you're still needing more from him. "You really want to have this hole filled to the brim, don't you? What a needy girl."

A sharp breath sneaks through his teeth as he pulls his length from you. Creamy white cum follows, spurting from your hole and dripping between your thighs. He can't help but moan at the sight of you, so full and pretty of his cum.

He strokes himself a few times, spreading his own cum all over his length. It's clear how impatient you are, hole clenching around nothing as it waits to be filled again.

"Just want yours, Shinya," you whine.

Kogami swears he could cum again on the spot as those same fingers once rubbing your clit swipe up the cum dribbling down your leg. He feels his balls twitch with need as you stick the fingers into your mouth, sucking off every drop of him like you did your own.

He wants you, again, and again, and again until he's sure no more of his cum is going to spurt out and you're so covered in his sticky mess that you can't move without getting it all over his sheets. The hesitance, anxiety, whatever the hell kind of feeling he held in his heart earlier was long gone.

How could he ever think to let such a pretty one like you go? He could never find someone as good as you to satisfy his needs. No, this couldn't be the last time, he refused to let it be the last time.

Your fingers leave your lips with a loud pop, pulling Kogami back into his reality. He spins you around, pulling you to his chest so tightly until he can reach your lips. The taste of him lingers on you, but he couldn't care less. He needed all of you, your lips, your body, every bit of you he needed against him.

His hands were big against your face. Long fingers curling around your jaw, reaching under your ears and into your hair. His palms were hot and sweaty against you but it didn't matter because the delicious warmth was so comforting in such a delicate moment. He held you close, as if he needed your kiss like he needed air.

"Shinya," you mumbled against his lips. Fuck, even his name sounded angelic when it came from you. He never would have known the name was cursed with a high criminal coefficient when it came from you. "Need more."

He didn't need to be told again. He guided you back to his bed until your knees hit the mattress, watching you fall back with a gasp. Kogami loosened his tie further, pulling it off his neck and shedding his pants and underwear. You followed his lead, slowly undoing the buttons of your blouse until the material fell from your shoulders. He watched your every movement, eyes glued to your fingers.

Kogami's patience ran thin as you teased at the hooks of your bra. The heavy look in his eyes was unforgiving - a true reminder he really was a latent criminal. Those eyes were filled with murderous intent and they were set on you. With a playful grin, you let the material fall from your chest, exposing your breasts.

His lips trailed up your legs, sloppy kisses left in his path. He watched as your breathing hitch the closer he got to the apex of your thighs. His cream was smothered between your thighs, barely any dripping from you now. Kogami kissed your clit, grinning into you as your hips bucked at how sensitive you were. His tongue swirled the nub before sucking harshly against it.

Your hands shot to his hair, tugging at the roots of it in hopes he'd stop. "Shinya, no, please want you instead," you begged. Whether or not it was because of your pleas, he continued his kisses up your body, finally reaching his desired destination. Your nipples perked from rubbing against his desk, eager for his attention.

His tongue was hot against your nipple. Swirling, sucking, tugging it, he left no room for mercy for you. Kogami could have spent hours minding your tits, such pretty things for him, just him. He could have sucked and bite until your buds were raw and swollen because of him - if it weren't for the ache in his cock and the need to be back inside you.

"No one else gets to see these tits right?" Kogami left of trail of his spit from his lips to your nipple as he spoke. "Just me, yeah?"

The tip of his cock slide between your folds, teasing you until he heard an answer. You could feel him throbbing against you, desperate for your warmth. To think he wanted to be left alone, you couldn't imagine how many times he'd have to get himself off to be satisfied. Three? Four? How many times could he pump out his load until he was finally not thinking about you?

"T-thought you wanted me to go fuck someone else, Shinya," you teased. It'd end horribly if he took your joking all wrong, but it was too tempting not to use his own words against him. "Should I go fuck Ginzo with your cum still inside me? How would - fuck! Shit, Ko!"

It was clear your words were getting to him. In an instant your legs were folded to your chest and his cock so deep inside you it kissed your cervix. Your back arched at the blissful intrusion, eyes threatening to roll back as he mercilessly fucked you. His whole body weight pressed into your thighs, not giving you a single moment to catch the breath he knocked out of you.

"I decided I don't want to share," he held his index and thumb at your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes. "This pussy is too good to be used by anyone but me, don't you think?"

"Yes! All yours, Ko, I promise," you felt tears prickle your eyes at the intensity of him. His hold on you loosened and his lips back on yours. His kiss was just as needy as ever - sloppy too. He didn't care about the drool slipping down your cheeks and covering his chin, nor the way his tongue couldn't decide where it wanted to be. All he knew was he needed you.

"That's my good girl," he kissed you once more. "I'll make you cum as many times as you want, pretty."

Yes, fuck that was all you wanted. You wanted him to finally cave and admit he needed his just as badly as you did. Kogami needed your pussy just as badly as you needed him to use it. You could never get yourself off like this and you knew damn well no one could treat you like him. Kogami was the only one.

The way he pounded your slit, the glistening of your bodies from all your slippery juices, you knew you weren't going to last long. Sweat stuck to Kogami's forehead, the back of his neck, matting his hair down aside from the tufts you caused to stick up. His breathing was hard, uneven like he was giving it his all to hold himself back. 

The rough tips of his fingers gouged into your legs. He didn’t realize how hard he was holding you, nor could he really care. You showed now signs of being in pain, only pure pleasure. 

"Ko - Ko, can I cum, please?" you could already feel how you were losing yourself to your high. He could see the muscles in your legs twitching, the way you needly played with your tits to get more stimulation, you were already so close. Already - as if he had made you cum twice now. Already - as if he wasn't hitting your sweet spot with every thrust of his hips.

"Yeah, baby, cum all over me," Kogami assured. His balls were heavy with his load, slapping against the fat of your ass with every snap of his hips. His fingers dug into your legs as they rested on his shoulders. "Gonna cum, too."

Dark, lidded eyes stared down at you, taking in every inch of your body. The look alone was enough to have you weak, but the soft kisses he left at your exposed calves as the small piece of sentiment you needed. Kogami knew you just as well as you knew yourself, and it was moments like these that he proved it.

Pleasure cascaded throughout your whole body, starting with your core, spreading to the tip of your toes and the back of your eyes. Every muscle and nerve succumbed to the intensity, unable to control the jerking of your hips into his and the moans to follow. Your body felt alive with ecstasy.

Kogami fucked you through your orgasm, chasing his own only moments later. Hot cum filled your cunt again, his cock preventing any of it from slipping out as he collapsed into you. His chest burned with heat, lazy kisses numbing away whatever aches you felt. He was tired, tired of his long day, physically tired, tired of this ridiculous mental cycle he put him through every day.

Your hands were in his hair, combing through whatever knots he'd created throughout the day with your fingers. The feeling was relaxing, more than any cigarette could give him. His kisses slowed, ending at the corner of your lips as he caught his breath.

"You okay?" He asked, his voice laced with remnants of sex. Carefully, he pulled out of you, silently moaning at the way his cum dripped out of your spasming hole and into his sheets. You attempted to silence a whine wanting to escape with your teeth sinking into your lips. He couldn't care if they became ruined, the sight was well worth it. Kogami laid at your side, reaching for a new cigarette to share with you.

"Yeah," you let out a content sigh. You felt better than before, the clear conscious you tried to convince him of earlier shining through with the stimulation of euphoria in your veins. This was what you needed today, Kogami giving you what he wanted without the hesitation he usually held.

Smoke wisped through the air. Kogami took a long drag before placing the cigarette between your lips. He let out a deep sigh, clarity washing over him. He told himself this was going to be the last time. He promised it'd be the last time. Kogami should have known all along - it wasn't he who was making your hue dark, but you who tainted him.

This wouldn't be the last time, no, Kogami was caught in your web with no chance of escape.

You body was half thrown over his, fingers dancing across his sweat-covered chest. His bedding was an utter mess, sheets pulled off the mattress, sweat and cum covering the fabric. He couldn’t care about any of it, only able to focus on your hands on his body.

"Can I stay with you tonight, Kogami?" So innocent, so sweet sounding. Nothing like the girl he'd seen moments ago. Nothing like the girl who cranked his criminal coefficient up without even realizing it. An endless cycle of fucking and regret, only to crave it all the next day. Kogami never stood a chance against you.

He didn’t know why you were bothering to ask. Even if he said no to you, he really could only do what you said. Kogami nodded in response, smoking his cigarette in hopes to distract him from these sudden racing thoughts. 

No matter what direction he turned, it always led to a dead end with you awaiting him. 

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[aqricus]

thinking about baby trapping with shinya kogami <3

he’s always spoiled you, never withholding affection or material items from you unless he believed you absolutely deserved the deprivation. but, above all else—more than any of the little gifts he would bring you or the steady flow of attention you would routinely bask in—you wanted him. you yearned for his consistent presence in your life. maybe you’re greedy. maybe what you’re asking of him is unfair in a way, especially since it’s the sole thing money cannot buy. but, if that’s the case, then so be it.

waiting for him to leave so you can poke miniscule holes in the condoms he keeps stashed in his bedside drawer, neglecting your birth control without informing him, coiling your legs around him with a dulcet, little plea to keep him from pulling out—you laid all your cards out on the table. all for the purpose of ensuring that he can never leave you.

but, it wasn’t long before kogami started noticing your odd behavior, and it took an even shorter amount of time for him to piece the situation together. so, now, as he stares down at the untouched box of birth control pills clutched in his hands with his tongue pressed into his cheek, he understands. a dry laugh, equal parts disbeliving and amused, rumbles in his chest as he places the box back into the drawer where he’d first stumbled upon it.

you thought you could fool him? that’s cute. but, if you want a baby so badly, he supposes he’ll have to fuck one into you, just as he’d been planning for weeks. after all, who is he to deny you? maybe then you’ll get the message: he’s not going anywhere, and neither the hell are you.

[pookieace]

!! minors & ageless blogs, dni !!

okay BUT... soft dom kogami who wants to make you cum over and over again, praising you so much :')

him holding your thighs open, cock splitting your pussy open impossibly wide – he's so deep inside you that you're already going dumb. but he doesn't move, nope. instead, he brings a finger to your clit, sitting back and watching the way your face contorts with pleasure as the pad of his thumb rubs gentle circles against the sensitive nub. the small whimpers and moans of his name don't go unnoticed. in fact, they make his cock twitch inside your walls.

"y'know, you're so pretty, hm?" he asks, licking his bottom lip when you nod back at him and claw at his wrist, desperate to find something to hold onto.

"ko... wanna cum... 'm close." and he simply smiles, rubbing your clit a little harder this time, pushing his hips even deeper into you, cock almost hitting your cervix and it's got you crying out, fingernails digging into the flesh of his bicep as you cum.

"so pretty. all mine, my pretty baby. did so well f'me." are the praises he offers you as you calm down from your high, leaning over your body and placing the most gentle kiss against your forehead. it leaves you wanting more, more of his kisses, more of his touch.

"ko. fuck me- wanna feel you, need more." you plead, bucking your hips to get something, anything.

"yeah?" the question was rhetorical, not like you would be able to answer it anyway cause he'd start to fuck you properly :') hands on your hips while he pounds into you, relishing in the way you yelp and grab onto his toned arms and your eyes roll back into your head. he can't help but smile, you look so beautiful to him. hair messed up, cheeks flushed, a line of drool falling from the corner of your mouth from how good kogami was fucking you.

but before you can cum though, he stops. he's panting, chest covered in a layer of sweat that somehow makes him even more hotter in that moment. your hips desperately try get the momentum back, your high slowly disappearing and it's got you whining, grabbing his hips to try get him to move again. "ko! please! was s' close!"

"mmhm, i know baby, i know." is all he says, you can hear how smug he sounds, loving the fact he was able to bring you close to your high in mere minutes. he's not that mean about edging you though, not in that moment. you've been so good for him after all. he brings the pad of his thumb back onto your clit again, rubbing it in circles like he did before.

his eyes are everywhere this time, never lingering on one place for too long cause there's so much to look at, so much to appreciate in front of him. all for him. the ring of cream around his cock makes him groan deeply, a soft 'fuck' falling from his lips as he starts to feel your walls clench around his length again.

"that's it– shit– c'mon, give me another. so fuckin' good for me." and as soon as he feels you cum around him, he lifts your legs, pinning them against your chest and he's fucking you like he's been deprived of your cunt for years. it's hard, it's fast and so good.

you're too dumb on cock to speak properly, just letting out broken noises and whimpers as kogami fucks you, the overstimulation making you cry out. he knows your nail marks are going to be a deep shade of red in the morning, but the pain makes him hiss through his teeth and rut into you faster. but you're thrashing around a little too much, he knows it's cause of the overstim but, he needs you to keep still. and with ease, he manhandles your upper body, pinning your arms under your body and keeping them there with a single hand, hips pumping into your cunt afterwards.

he's so sweaty, cock twitching as your walls contract around him over and over again. "takin' me so well. such a good cunt, so pretty 'n tight. fuck fuck fuck– love you, fuckin' love you." and with another couple of thrusts, he's filling you up with his cum, holding you down in that position and pushing his hips flushed right against yours.

and he'd be gentle after too – letting your arms go and kissing your neck, shoulders, down your body too, limp cock pulling out of your cunt and almost immediately his fingers are there, pressing deep into your hole and he watches with amusement as you cry about it being too much. "c'mon. just one, one more for me. 'kay?" kogami's selfish. but it wouldn't just be one, more like three orgasms (at least), cause his cock would stir and become hard when you start moaning his name again.

[yuichi-ro]

cw: fem!Reader, enforcer!Reader, enforcer!Kogami, exhibition, sweat kink, anal fingering, handjob, cum eating, unedited

working out with Shinya at the most inopportune times.

times when literally no one in the Public Safety Bureau is clocked in to work. Yet alone other enforcers even awake to be frequenting the gym areas if they wanted to. Making it the perfect time for the two of you to have more than just a morning wake up call of a good workout together. Shinya always a little groggy even after he's worked up a sweat alongside you so you do a little more to keep a fellow hunting dog in tip top shape for the day to come.

encouraging him to workout in anything he wants, who's gonna see besides you? Meaning you get to watch the sweat roll off his muscles the more worked up he gets. No slouch yourself as you workout alongside him and watch him get more and more out of breath. Partly because of his routine. Partly because you see how hard he's getting in his shorts just from being on display like this for you. No hiding the fact you're grinning as he shows off for himself and you in the room full of mirrors.

without a single place to hide it either. Wall to wall mirrors in front of the two of you supposed to be used for watching one's form when they workout. Instead you not hiding the fact you're staring at Shinya's cock straining against his jersey shorts when he pauses for a drink of water.

that pause is all the invitation you need.

sweat rolling down his chest means when you press your sweaty front into his back the wonderful musk of your body odors mix. Instantly turning you on. And making Shinya throb in his shorts. It isn't exactly a good clean fuck you're looking for. That would be to boring for the two of you.

post work out musk suffocating between the two of you. Only heightened by the smell of sex the second you begin teasing him. Finger toying with him from behind. Neglected cock starting to leave a wet mark on his shorts. Bleeding through with precum in the moments you play with his ass. Deep chest rumbling groans leaving the man as he can't help but grip the barre in front of him. Knuckles turning white and chewing the inside of his cheek in attempts to keep quiet and subsequently not be caught. Though, you're both latent criminals, what do they expect?

shinya pressing back into your teasing. Huffing like an impatient prude but the second you slip a finger inside him the man's legs are trembling and his cock is leaking beads of precum. Thick scent of sex almost overpowering the smell of sweat. Almost.

one knuckle leading to two, until your fingers as deep in him as it will go. Shinya's cock freed kindly by your other hand. Still remaining untouched though as you grip his hip and add another finger. Pumping them into him just to find his prostate and the gush of slimy precum that lands in glops between his feet. Legs spread like a whore as Shinya grips the barre in front of him. Spread in front of the mirror of all places with you behind him and his head bowed unable to contain himself.

when the wisps of precum drip from his throbbing cock and he's pushing himself back onto your fingers like he needs more. That's when you finally give some more relief to the mutt of a man. Reaching around and circling your fingers around his cock. Pulling back on his foreskin to watch him nearly break in front of the mirror at such a minor addition to the sensation of your fingers stretching him.

fingers encircled around his cock. Pumping Shinya slowly as your fingers inside him swish and abuse the sweet little spot deep inside him that can only be reached from behind. Face doused in blush, lips parted and breathes ragged. Once from the labor intensive work out. Now from the way you unrelentingly finger him in time to the strokes of his cock. Squeezing the tip just right to see those beautiful dribbles of precum slowly beginning to show color. His moans just as much of a tell tale sign that he won't last but maybe a few more seconds.

and what's better than seeing such a brute of a man unravel before you and the rest of the empty room. Savoring Shinya's orgasm at all angles because of these wonderful mirrors. Fingers pressed hard against his prostate and the friction of your hand around his cock. Too much so all he can do is attempt to fuck himself on your fingers as his orgasm hits it peak. Cum being splattered all over the mirror. Thick stringy globs of it drooling down from where it lands. Loosing count in fact of how much he cums until you literally can't pull your fingers from his twitching hole and the mirror before him is soiled with nasty globs of cum.

when the moments finally pass. Shinya is able to stand without his legs wanting to give out. And his breathes becoming more steady. Is always the moments in the morning when he gets down on his knees. Fingers pulled from him. And now just the cum streaks on the mirror. Incriminating evidence if you ask him. Meaning that hiding it is the best bet not to get caught.

shinya following it up like a good mutt as he licks his cum off the mirrors. Cold and musky as he runs his tongue over the surface of the mirror. When he's finally done cleaning up the mess he very explicitly made. Shinya can always expect to turn around to find the warmth of your cunt. Exposed to the air and begging to be licked clean. After all you need a good start to the day just as much as he does.

[eclipseslayer]

DRUNK IN A GHOST

➭ Shinya Kogami x f!reader smut oneshot

➭ Day 1 of Kinktober: Public Sex

➭ Summary: Shinya Kogami gets drunk on a Halloween night. He goes out, looking for a peaceful smoke break, but a certain ghostly figure has him questioning a few things about himself.

➭ CW: Smoking, mentions of alcohol, semi-public sex, creampie, boob play.

➭ WC: 2.7k

➭ 18+ ONLY! MDNI!

Shinya was drunk.

Well, not super drunk (or so he claims), but enough to where he was stumbling over his feet and hiccuping every now and then.

It was Halloween night, so, of course he and a few of his coworkers went out after their shift during the day and had a few drinks. He was hesitant at first, but after enough pleading, he was convinced, and then, it was simple—one drink turned into two, and then into three, and then into drunk karaoke—

Needless to say, he was drunk.

He excused himself from the bar with his coworkers and went out back to have a smoke break. With his head spinning, he plops his back against the brick wall of the building and pulls out a cigarette from the cigarette packet in his pocket. He places it between his lips, and fishes deep into his pocket for his lighter. He retrieves it eventually after missing it a time or two, then brings it up to the cigarette and lights it, taking a deep inhale.

He closes his eyes, savoring the flavor of the nicotine before slowly exhaling, opening his eyes as he does so.

The nicotine seems to calm his drunken state, because when he opens his eyes, the world seems to stop spinning for a few seconds.

He takes in his surroundings, seeing as how he's in a dimly lit back alley, surrounded by dumpsters and glowing, neon signs. Thankfully, the alley doesn't smell—at least, not rancidely, so he resumes to smoke his cigarette without caring that he's in a dingy alley.

He continues to look around as he smokes, his eyes glazing briefly over the different kinds of signs and buildings until he lands on a building in front of him, only a few feet away.

It's an old, run-down building, from what looked like what used to be a brothel or a strip-club of some kind, simply because of the neon sign posted at the top of the building that was no longer lit that was shaped into a leg with a heart in the background of it. Wooden boards closed up large windows and hung loosely around the worn-out brick pattern of the building. Old, yellow, caution tape hung loosely around the door.

He huffs and sighs, letting out yet another plume of smoke as it expells from his lips as he stares at the building in front of him, but his attention is quickly snatched away when he hears something clutter around in the dumpsters.

He raises an eyebrow and turns his head to where the noise came from, glancing over the area of the dumpsters. He notices the movement is still, and deduces that it must be a cat or something searching for food.

He returns to his original position, smoking against the wall of the building, but there's suddenly another noise, rustling in the dumpsters. He raises an eyebrow, turning his head to look at it once more, and of course, he sees nothing.

He grumbles to himself, something about how he wishes he can just smoke in peace, but, once more, his wishes are thrown away when the neon signs above him start flickering. He looks up, finding it strange, when suddenly he feels a cold shiver run down his spine.

He quickly backs off from leaning against the wall and touches his spine, wondering what the hell is going on with him. He shivers, shaking his shoulders to shrug off the feeling, but the feeling quickly returns again, this time, it's colder than the last as he feels ice creep up his spine.

Shivering again, Shinya lets out a breath and it fogs in the air. He furrows his eyebrows, wondering how in the hell the temperature could've dropped so low so suddenly. He rubs his arms in an attempt to warm himself, but it's genuinely no use.

He huffs, and makes a turn to head back inside since it's too cold to smoke a damn cigarette, but Shinya stops.

His feet plant together and he feels stuck. He tries to move, but with the cold surrounding him, he feels like he's frozen in place.

"What the hell..." Shinya mutters to himself, and he tries to take another inhale of the cigarette, but the familiar hiss of it going out makes him narrow his eyes at it, only to see the butt of it being squashed like two fingers are pressing against it, only, he doesn't see anything.

His heart quickens in his chest, as for the first time in a long time, he's scared. He's cold, and he has a feeling he's being watched, but he doesn't know by whom, or by what.

Cautiously, he slowly reaches down and grabs a wooden board. He slowly brings it over to him, and he brings his knee up, and holding the board over his knee, he brings it down and snaps it in half. He drops the other half, and holds the one shard in his hand like a bat.

He looks around, hoping to see something in his peripheral vision, but when all hope is lost, he spins around on his heel, and comes to a still with his stance and his wooden board.

His heart stops.

He sucks in his breath.

Another shiver runs down his spine.

There, in the distance, stands a girl, well, a woman, dressed in all black, yet, Shinya can see through her.

A long, black dress follows the shape of her body, and it trails along the floor, though, the dress' ends are torn and tattered, thus showing off her legs.

He swallows thickly, and, coming upon the realization that he can't fight a ghost, he drops his board, and holds up his hands in surrender.

Curiously, the ghost tilts her head, as if she was admiring Shinya. She tilts it the other way, and then, slowly, she walks up to him, taking slow steps, putting one foot in front of the other.

Shinya shivers again, feeling colder with each step she takes. He rubs his arms again, and reaches down into his pockets to light another cigarette, but before he can do that, he suddenly feels a hand on his hand, stopping him from doing so.

"Don't."

Her voice is soft, and she looks up at Shinya with a pleading look in her eyes. Her eyes are soft, and now that the ghost is close to him, he can see how pretty she is. She's gorgeous, despite being able to see through her.

He nods slowly, and he puts the cigarette packet back into his pants.

"Sorry, it's just uh... I'm freezing," he chuckles dryly as he looks at her.

Her eyes seem to widen and she steps back. She takes a moment, closing her eyes, and she breathes in and out slowly, and as she does, Shinya feels the coldness around him dissipate.

He sighs as he feels warmth reappear in his body, and, the dizzy drunken feeling returns too, once that cigarette has been expelled. He takes that burnt-out cigarette out from his mouth and chucks it onto the ground and then looks back at the pretty ghost.

"Thanks," he says, and the ghost-girl smiles.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me. I don't know why, but, people usually get so scared when they see me..." She says softly, her voice wistful as she looks back at the old building.

Shinya shrugs. To be honest, he's scared alright, but the front he puts up luckily seems to put the ghost-girl at ease.

"Uh... right," he chuckles dryly again. He rubs the back of his head and looks up at the building. He clears his throat. "What happened here, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Fire. Cigarette lit a rug and the building caught on fire. I got caught up in it, too." Her voice is flat, and she furrows her eyebrows like she's angry that it happened.

No wonder she hasn't moved on. She's still an angry ghost.

"I'm... sorry." Shinya isn't sure what to say. Hell, he's not even good at being sympathetic for living people, so he hopes the ghost doesn't hate him for giving such a lousy response.

"Hmmph." Is all she says as she crosses her arms. She looks up at Shinya, and she blinks slowly, her demeanor suddenly changing from hateful to almost a, pleading look. Her eyes are wide and she approaches Shinya.

She places a hand onto his chest, and, Shinya remains still despite his heart beating quickly.

The ghost-girl runs her hand along his chest, slowly, as if experimenting to see when he'll tell her to stop, but, truthfully, Shinya thinks he doesn't even have it in him to tell her to stop.

Despite her being dead, the girl is gorgeous. Her pretty hair frames her face so well, and those wide, pleading eyes of hers makes Shinya swallow thickly, and her hands, are so soft as they glide over Shinya's chest. His eyes wander downward, past her face, and... fuck.

He's not one to ogle at a woman like this, but, her breasts sit perfectly in that dress of hers, and her cleavage is right there against him.

He quickly diverts his gaze, hating himself for even looking at a woman—let alone a dead one—like that, but by God is she gorgeous.

"Your heart is beating so quickly. Are you really scared of me?" She asks softly, looking up at Shinya with those wide, sad eyes again. Her hand retreats away from his chest, but Shinya quickly reaches out and grabs her hand—which, is surprising within itself that he can even grasp her—and places it back onto his chest.

"I am scared of you, but... the longer you touch me, the less scared I get," he says, honestly, and beneath the girl's hand, she can feel his heart rate slow down.

Slowly, she smiles at Shinya and she leans in. Her breath is cold against Shinya's ear, and her fingers begin to draw small shapes over Shinya's chest.

"Wanna see how long we can touch each other?"

She pulls back from him, and she smiles gently at him.

Shinya raises an eyebrow, amused that a ghost of all things wants to fuck him, though, he has to admit to himself that he's more curious about it than anything else... so... fuck it.

"Hell... why not?"

An amused grin appears on his face, and he leans in, kissing her.

Her lips are chapped, and dry, and he instantly gets a whiff of a fire. She smells like burnt cigarettes, and Shinya groans at the smell, finding it actually pleasing to him.

He wraps his arms around her waist, and she follows suit, wrapping her arms around his back.

The kiss is hot and searing, and the smell of cigarettes are exchanged between the two of them as they taste each other on their tongues. They moan, and when she moans, Shinya groans as he feels his pants getting tighter.

He walks them, slowly, over to the brick wall where he was leaning against earlier and he presses her up against it. He huffs into the kiss and pulls away for a moment so he can lift her up. His calloused hands grip the fat of her rear, and he lifts her up, and immediately her legs lock around his waist, and then he resumes kissing her.

He presses her back against the wall, and, with a curious hand, he lets his hand slide down her body, and it slides underneath the dress she's wearing, wondering if a ghost girl can even get wet.

He glides his hand along her thigh while his other hand holds her up—which isn't even hard to do, as she's literally weightless—and slides his fingers between her thighs, searching for those familiar folds.

His eyes widen when he finds them, and upon finding them, he realizes that they're wet. He grins to himself and chuckles into the kiss, finding it amusing that a ghost can still get wet.

So, he slides his fingers around and feels for her clit. When he finds it, he hears a moan fall from her lips, and he grins against her lips. He pulls back from the kiss and begins trailing down her chin, and down to her neck, groaning softly as the smell of cigarettes get stronger, thus only making the raven-haired man harder in his pants.

His fingers move around her clit, eliciting soft moans from her. He groans against her neck, finding that touching her like this is addicting, and it's only making his cock scream against his pants as it throbs inside, making him leak pre-cum into his underwear.

Normally, he'd try to make the woman cum first, but God he's throbbing so bad, and, he's so curious as to what she feels like inside, so, he retrieves his hand from her pussy which leaves her whimpering.

"I know, I know... gimme a second," Shinya murmurs into her ear and kisses her neck as his one hand reaches down to undo the belt buckle, and pull his pants down until the fall around his ankles. He groans, feeling more free than what he originally was, and so finally, he pulls out his cock from his underwear, and he gives it a few strangled pumps before lining himself up with her.

"Ready?" He murmurs into her ear and she moans.

"Yes."

With that, he slides in, and, he lets out a long groan when he realizes she feels just like a normal girl, except, she's so tight and warm. He pushes his hips all the way against hers so that way they're flushed together.

He groans at the feeling, enjoying how her wet, gummy walls suck him in. He chuckles upon the realization that she probably hasn't been fucked in a long time.

"Haven't been fucked like this in a while, huh?" He chuckles against her skin as he nips along her skin, and she tilts her head back, gripping his shoulders.

"Been twenty years," she murmurs as her eyes close.

Shinya's eyes widen at that and he slowly starts to move his hips, his thrusts moving at a slow pace.

"That's way too long..." He mumbles into her neck, and his kisses move down to her breasts, kissing the tops of them as he slowly begins to move his hips at a quicker pace.

He looks down, and, raises an eyebrow once he sees that he can see himself inside of her. His breath catches in his throat, and, experimentally, he thrusts inside of her at a quicker pace, and, just as he thought, he sees her squeezing down around his cock.

He grins to himself at the sight, and so, he thrusts harder, and slows down, and then picks up his pace again, enjoying the sight of her squeezing on his cock. He groans and buries his face into her neck again, biting down and leaving a mark, and then takes another inhale of her scent.

The cigarette smell drives him up the wall as his pace suddenly quickens again, leaving the ghost girl whining and moaning loudly. He grins and kisses on her breasts once again, and he frees up a hand of his to bring to her breast to knead and squeeze.

When she moans at this, Shinya feels himself throb and his balls tighten. He curses under his breath and he groans, feeling like he's gonna cum any second.

"Shit... gonna cum," he warns her, and she nods quickly. Her nails grip into the leather of Shinya's jacket and her head falls back against the brick wall.

"Haaa... yes, please, please cum in me... haven't had it in so... long...!"

She lets out a loud moan, and she tightens so, incredibly tightly around Shinya as he pumps in and out of her, and then she lets out a long moan, her legs tremble violently, and it's not long after when Shinya suddenly cums, letting out a low groan.

He looks down and watches as his cum fills up her pussy, and as some of it dribbles out of her onto the floor.

He lets out a weak chuckle, and slowly, he sets the ghost girl down onto the ground. He gives her a weak smile, and props his hand up against the wall above her head, looking down at her.

"So," he takes a breath, "Same time next week?"

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ one last night ⠀ 〳 ⠀ s.kogami ‵

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) kogami makes one last stop before skipping town.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — tw: female reader, female anatomy described, psycho pass spoilers included, best friend to lovers trope with a hint of unrequited lovers trope, flashbacks is in italics, two idiots that don't want to admit they like each other, soft!kogami yay, mentions of reader being a teacher, mentions of that three word eight-letter phrase, this is not my best work but i like it ok, wc: 4k, smut warnings include — missionary position, usage of spit, soft smut, no roughness is included in this, straight love making my lovelies

YOUR MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD YOU THAT LOVE IS SUCH A STRANGE FEELING. You’ll know when you’re in love. It’s that strange feeling of butterflies that erupt in your stomach when the person you’re crushing on enters the room. It’s the way you’re left breathless when you get a whiff of their scent. Or you find the littlest things that remind you of them. You always had that feeling when he was around. It was like that ever since you were younger. Innocent smile when you see him enter the playground and instantly run over to you to show off his dinosaur band-aid that his parents put on him after he fell. Or the way your teary eyes lit up when he aggressively snatched a toy out of another boy's hand after taking it from you. Or when he would give you his jet black leather jacket for you to put on when he would walk you home from school when you were teenagers.

You hated to admit that maybe you were in over your head. In a cyberpunk atmosphere you were living in, you could be as young as five and be labeled as a criminal before you even learned how to tie your shoes. It was a pretty strange world you lived in, but you managed. You got a job as a preschool teacher. You had a pretty comfy apartment and a cat named Kiko, you were enjoying life. 

But you never knew that your once life consisted of the same peaceful events that didn’t cloud your hue until you heard a knock at your door. As you were up creating a lesson plan for your students, your eyes darted to your front door. The knocking only grows louder. You stood up slowly and quietly, hoping this wasn’t some prank your neighbors' teenage sons would be pulling. When you checked the peephole, your breath hitched in your throat and your heart instantly started beating quicker. 

When you opened the door, you couldn’t help being frozen. Your eyes were staring at him. Taking in everything. From the way blood was on the shirt, he was wearing to the cuts and bruises on his face. You knew of Kogami’s job. Who didn’t when you were dealing with criminals daily? But you didn’t understand why he was here? When he first accepted the position, he made it clear that he had to cut ties. He refused to accept the possibility of his occupation coming back to you. 

That was Kogami Shinya for you. 

“Are you okay?” You asked. “Come in before anyone sees you,” 

You stepped aside letting him stumble into your apartment. His boots glided across the floor dragging along a trail of blood also. You closed the door with quickness and you were searching for the right words to say and the best you could say was, “You look like shit.” 

“Is that how you greet your best friend?” He asked with sarcasm stinging his tongue while he was stripping right in front of you.

“Oh my god!” You shrieked as you turned around. “The bathroom is right down the hall. You can get yourself cleaned up. I’ll grab the first aid kit and I’m pretty sure you have some spare clothes here, that is if you haven’t grown too drastically since the last time we’ve seen each other.” 

You could hear Kogami grumble something under his breath before he’s waltzing into the bathroom down the hall. With quickness, you’re collecting his dirty clothes to put in your laundry bin. You also collected some clothes of his and the first aid kit like you promised. You wanted to question why he was here? After all these years why show up here at your place now? As Kogami showered, you were searching for your first aid kit and the questions you were planning to say to him. 

How are you? Did you lose my number or something? Why are you here? 

Yeah, those questions would be good to start with. When you found the first aid kit, you placed it on your coffee table in the living room and moved on to the next task to find something for him to wear. You still had some clothes of his. When you found something for him to wear, it was in a box filled with some of his old stuff that collected dust in your closet. When you collected the clothes, you knocked on the door three times before sliding in. The steam from the shower causes you to feel hot. The shower curtain was drawn so you couldn’t see Kogami’s naked body. You put the clothes down and walk out of the bathroom before he could even pop his head out of the shower to notice you were in there. 

When Kogami was done, it made you realize just how serious he took his hygiene. Any trace of dried-up blood that stained his skin was gone. You could even smell your shampoo in the dark-colored hair that fell in his face. It was as if he didn’t arrive at your house like he had just got finished battling his own demons. You sat on one side of your sofa, dabbing the cotton ball on the cut on Kogami’s forehead. You could hear him wince at your action. “Sorry,” You mumbled as you placed the cotton ball on the table, and then you’re grabbing the ointment to put some ointment on the cut. 

“You never told me why you’re here?” You questioned as you were using a q-tip to rub the ointment on the cut. “Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy seeing your face after so many years. But, why come visit now?” 

You have gone through so much alone and without him. On some days like the day your father was killed—you wanted to see him so badly. You wanted to call Kogami, but you knew with the riots of people questioning the Sibyl System, his hands were full. With his silence to your question, you assumed that he was here because of work. It wouldn’t be shocking that a mission with his job would lead him to come to you bloody and look like he’s been in a war. However, you were sure that he could have gotten better treatment at his job from professionals.

“I’m leaving town, Y/N,” Kogami firmly said as he shifted his head to the side to look at you.

“What? Like on a mission or?” Your voice trails off as your finger pushes his face back to look straight. 

You hated when he gave you that look. A look of worry on how you’ll take the news. He gave you a similar look when he sat across a table in front of you stating that he was cutting ties with you for the sake of his job and your safety. Was this a similar reason? Was he trying to protect you? 

“No.” He stated as he looked at you. “I did something that landed me in some trouble at my job. So I have to go.” 

You were putting the stuff back into the first aid kit trying to process what he was saying. He did something wrong so therefore he had to leave town. 

“Oh.” was the only thing you could muster up to say.

You could feel a sad pit grow in your stomach. Your emotions were hitting you all at once and you didn’t know what to say or do. You couldn’t understand why he would come to your place to tell you this. He could have just left without a word, but here he was giving you this news. Your eyes began to water but you were quick to use the sleeve to the long sleeve shirt you were wearing. Once again Kogami was giving you that look of sorrow. It was the same soft look he gave you when he was forced to break your heart into a million pieces for the sake of your safety. 

You were forced to think about all the memories you two shared, more specifically the ones where you two were younger. You two were insufferable, joint by the hip no matter what and now he was finally tugging away from you one last time, but this time it could be the tug that broke you two apart forever. 

“I can’t believe you spend your money on those silly toy vending machines,” Seventeen year old you said as you rolled your eyes at your best friend. 

He’s been giving you silly little toy capsules from a toy vending machine in front of the local grocery store since the two of you were twelve. You always rolled your eyes playfully at the gesture, but you never threw away any of them since. You had a small box filled with bracelets, small soldier figurines, mini plastic balls, and so much more. 

“I want a specific one.” Kogami sighed as he leaned forward to take some of your food off your plate.

“Why won’t you just ask them to open the damn thing?” You asked.

“That would be cheating,” Kogami said. “I’ll get what I want eventually,” He says, giving you a sly grin.

“I don’t want to have to upgrade my box full of them. So whatever toy you’re trying to give to me Ko, please don’t. I appreciate the gesture, but god the box filled with the others is getting full.” You whined before sipping at your drink.

“Oh, so you actually do keep them? Last time you told me you just trash them,” Kogami’s eyes had a curious glint in them.

You felt the blood in your body rush to your face. It felt like it grew ten times hotter when he said that. “I started keeping them when you first gave them to me when we were younger and so why stop now?” You said with a shrug.

You only gained a hum from him before he’s sipping his drink and going back to eating the fries off your plate. 

“What did you do?” You asked. “It had to be something bad for you to come to me like this and confess that you’re leaving after years of us not seeing each other.” 

“It was considered ethically bad to them, but it’s what he deserved,” He bluntly admitted. 

“He?” You asked. 

“Mhm.” He simply said. He noticed the look you were giving him and he slumped backward on your sofa. “Please don’t ask any questions about it, I just need to rest up before I leave.”

“Okay.” You firmly said before sighing. “I’m not going to question anymore of whatever is going on. I know you’ll only give me that long lecture about it will only put my life in danger, blah..blah..blah—the same speech you gave me years ago.” You stood up to put the first aid kit back to its rightful place, also being sure to trash any bloody cotton balls and gauzes. 

You heard Kogami chuckle before he’s making himself comfortable on your couch that was obviously too small for him. He could have just slept in your bed, it wouldn’t have been the first time you two shared a bed. “You ate? My mom dropped off some curry and rice earlier. If I recall, you used to love her cooking when we were younger.” You asked from the kitchen. 

Kogami who was attempting to sleep off the brutalizing pain of the bumps and falls he’s taken today would only say, “No. I just want to sleep.” 

Silence overcame the two friends before a grumble erupted from Kogami’s stomach that caused you to giggle. “I’ll heat you some anyway so you can eat. To be honest, you can probably take the whole container for your trip out of the city. I think my mom is trying to curry me to death because it was my dad's favorite meal.” You explained while you were making a plate of food for Kogami. 

“Was?” He asked. He had given up attempting to sleep, his forearm pushing him upward to look at you walking around the kitchen. 

“Yeah, he died.” You sighed as you placed the plate in the microwave. “He just was at the wrong place at the wrong time when it got hectic during those riots,” You said. 

You noticed the twitch in Kogami’s lip before he’s leaning right back to lay on the couch that was too big for him. “Sorry for your lost,” He said out loud. “I feel bad for missing the funeral,” He adds. 

“It’s only my fault. I wanted to call you so badly.” You leaned against your kitchen counter. “But, I couldn’t muster up the courage to do so. With the riots, I just thought you would have too much on your plate.” You explained.

The familiar aroma of your mom’s curry swirled around your apartment. It was a smell that brought back memories from when he was younger and your parents always opened their home for him to come over. 

“I would have made time to come you know,” Kogami said.

“I know.” You simply sighed. Your heart felt heavy in your chest but you took the opportunity to use the hot plate of food being ready to change the subject. 

You place the food on the coffee table and also grab him something to drink. “Dig in, this could be the last time you taste it.” 

You sat back down on the floor continuing to do what you were doing before he arrived. You could hear the sound of Kogami’s utensils scraping away at the plate and his low chewing sound while you two basked in each other's silence.

“How have you been though? Other than being the obvious rule breaker you are?” Your eyes glanced up at him tapping your ballpoint pen on the table. 

You didn’t particularly want to know more details that landed him on your couch and on the run, you just needed to know how he was behind that cold heart of his. You couldn’t imagine what he has witnessed considering his job to society. 

“I’m okay.” He simply said before he stood up to go wash the dish he was used. 

You chuckled to yourself at both his answer and his actions. He was still the same boy you’ve known since you were younger. You could hear him shuffling around your apartment while you were making notes in your planning book. You could hear him from the bathroom, “Where are your spare toothbrushes?” He yelled from the bathroom. 

“Check the closet near the bathroom.” You responded. 

Once again you heard his footsteps scattering around your apartment and eventually he returned plopping down on the floor in front of you. You could feel his eyes staring a hole into you. “What are you working on?” He asked.

Before you could answer his question, he slid the notebook towards himself. His eyes looking at your lesson plan for the week. “I still can believe that you’re really a teacher. When we were in high school, your eyes practically lit up seeing little children.” 

Your cheeks flushed while you were clicking your pen. “I mean, you had your dream and I had mine.” You grabbed your notebook back. 

Now that the two of you were going down memory lane, you managed to get sidetracked from your lesson planning. “Remember you used to collect those toy capsules things? I still would like to know.” 

Kogami leaned forward resting his elbow on the wooden coffee table. “Know what?” He asked. 

“Was there like a certain toy you were trying to get?” You asked. 

“It was, but I gave up once I became an inspector.” He admits. 

“Oh.” Your lips formed a perfect ‘o’ shape before you’re speaking once more, “Such a weird thing to do.” 

“And they were very weird for you to collect.” Kogami playfully rolled his eyes at you.

“I couldn’t just throw them away, you kept giving them to me. It would feel like I’m throwing our friendship away or something.” You shrugged. “It’s nice to talk to you again even though it’s going to end pretty soon.” 

“They’re going to know I came here.” Kogami sighs realizing that the light banter between you two was slowly being masked by the fact that he was on the run. 

“I know.” You said. “So, why’d you come here? You haven’t contacted me in years to protect me—but suddenly think stopping by my home when you’re on the run is the best thing to do.” 

Once again the two of you bask in that comfortable silence you were a little too familiar with.

“I love you. I couldn’t just leave without telling you this.”

“It’s not fair for you to say this when you’re about to leave. That’s just so reckless of you, you know I’m an overthinker. Now you’re going to be on the run and I’m going have to worry about you because you’re so in love with me.” Your nervous rambling was interrupted by his soft plush lips on yours. 

It took you by shock because you haven’t felt his lips on yours in a long time. You hated to admit that it was a feeling you missed as years went on without him being in your life. Your body leaned against the coffee table before you’re breaking apart completely. It didn’t take long before you were crawling to be in his arms once again. Lips connecting with quickness as the kisses grew even more passionate before the uneventful events traveled to your bedroom. 

With each soft kiss on your lips, you couldn’t help but let out soft whimpers wanting more. You were aware that tonight was your last night with him and you probably wouldn’t see him anymore. Your bodies intertwined with each other as clothes littered the floor with each passing section, the two of you so prepared to finally become one. Fingers grasping for each other and faint whimpers when being touched in the right spot. It was as if Kogami and yourself weren’t apart for many years prior. It was as if he was expressing a hidden love for you with each kiss, nibble, and lick he pressed upon your delicate flesh. As the minutes passed, you realized that Kogami was you doing such lewd things with Kogami was your first in a while. 

Kogami was your first everything. He was the first boy whose hand you held, even though some would say it didn’t count because he was your line buddy in elementary school. Your first kiss when you two were fifteen and played seven minutes in heaven at a friend’s party. Obviously, he was the one that took your virginity in the backseat of your mom’s car after you got your driver’s license. Some would question why exactly you two weren’t dating. You never knew the answer to that question, but Kogami did. 

He couldn’t have you intertwined in the danger of his job. Any criminal could have used you for leverage. Shogo Makishima could have dangled you right in front of Kogami’s eyes without care and he wouldn’t have been able to sleep at night if that was to happen. Although the man was dead—it still sent a treacherous chill down Kogami’s spine at the thought of that happening. That dangerous feeling that sat heavily on Kogami’s heart went away when he felt the tip of his cock teasing at your drooling entrance. 

The moon peaked through the sheer curtains in your bedroom, but he still had a perfect view of your gorgeous face. A beautiful sight of seeing the way your kiss swollen lips gasped apart feeling his plump tip finally push itself upon your gummy walls. The grip upon your thigh was a little familiar, forcing you to remember the heat of the moment of losing your virginity in a similar position years ago. 

Your lips gasped apart feeling him inch slowly towards kissing your cervix. Your fingernails dug into the soft flesh of his forearm that was prompt near you. His eyes soften seeing your teeth graze at your lower lip. His fingertips trace alongside your soft skin before speaking. “You okay? I can stop, if it—” His words were interjected by your arms snaking around his neck to bring his face closer for you to kiss him. 

He broke the kiss suddenly to pay attention to pleasing you. His thrust grew a bit quicker and his hold onto you was a bit tighter. Hearing your pretty moans was a form of motivation for him. His free hand that wasn’t pinning you down was grasping at the headboard to help his thrusts. 

“Fuck—you sound so pretty,” Kogami said through the sound of his own pants.

His jet black hair stuck to his forehead due to the sweat droplets that cumulated upon his forehead. His cock was coated with your slick which caused it to be so easier for the tip of his cock to tap at that spot that caused your toes to curl. The pornographic sound of heated skin slapping against each other was attempting to overpower your wooden headboard that was crashing upon the wall. 

You could feel yourself about to cum. Your stomach formed the most pleasurable knots and you wanted to explode so badly. Your legs quivered under Kogami’s body as he brought his hand in between your sweated-coated bodies. You felt him rub on your throbbing clit in a circular motion. Your body felt like it was going into complete shock feeling the sudden pressure upon your slit. 

“Say it,” Kogami said with each word that rolled off his tongue, he was sure to add in a couple more rough thrusts. 

“Say what?” Your teeth nibbled on your lower lip holding back the moan you wanted to let out. 

The strokes Kogami was handing to you slowed down, but the movement on your clit sped up. Your body reacted naturally to arch off the bed your bare body was on, but Kogami only pinned you back down to continue what he was doing. He’s leaning down so his face is buried into the crook of your neck, enduring the sweet scent of you. You could feel him placing smug kisses on your neck before his pace quickened.  “Those three words.” 

His comment sent a chill down your spine as you could feel yourself pulse around his cock. Kogami didn’t stop now that your walls clenched around him beautifully, but it didn’t take him long before he’s coming down from his own high of being inside you. 

Your naked bodies were connected with each other like a puzzle that was finally completed. Your head was laying on his chest tracing random shapes on his toned abdomen. You realized that drowsiness have finally swept upon your body when you let out a yawn, but you couldn’t forget to repeat those three words back at Kogami. 

“I love you.” was the last thing you told Kogami before your eyes fluttered closed. 

The following morning, you could feel the sun kiss your bare skin. Your limbs ached with love bites and marks while your eyes slowly fluttered open. Your head reached next to you, expecting to be met with Kogami-toned body parts, but you could only feel emptiness and your sheets. You finally sat up covering your naked body with the thin sheets on your body. The scent of Kogami imprinted on your skin and you felt lightheaded remembering what happened last night. 

He was gone. 

Nonetheless, his actions last night were a perfect goodbye for you—it would have been nice for him to kiss you one last time. As you were about to climb out of bed to start your Saturday, you noticed something on your nightstand. Your arm reached to grab the small toy capsule and you couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself. You brought it up to your ear to shake it, whatever that was inside bounced off the insides of the capsules. You opened it out of curiosity to see the toy ring. It was made out of plastic and couldn’t even fit on your finger, but you couldn’t help but smile at it. 

Finally, you realized that this was the toy he spent years using his coins trying to get. You let your body collapse back into the fluffiness of your mattress as you held the small toy ring up in the air with a smile on your face.

That was Kogami Shinya for you. 

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𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐂𝐍𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐌𝐀𝐒: 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗

kogami shinya + deep-throating

content warnings; female reader, oral (character receiving), inexperienced reader, slight dubcon.

kogami slouches lazily on the sofa, legs spread wide with bent knees settled on either side of your body, caging you in. his eyes are narrow, watching intently as you stroke his cock with timid hands. he holds his gaze as he brings his cigarette to his lips, inhaling deeply before sending spirals of smoke into the dimly-lit room.

his cock is big – intimidating – and you wonder exactly how you're going to fit the whole thing in your mouth without choking. kogami seemed confident in your abilities and you don't want to disappoint him.

his cock twitches and tenses in your palms the longer you stroke him, precum weeping from the head and slicking up your palms. soft grunts slip past his gritted teeth and the sounds travel directly to your clit. you instinctively press your thighs together to soothe the ache.

shinya takes one more drag before a large hand splays across the back of your head, urging your mouth closer to his cock. "tongue out," he orders and you oblige, parting your lips and obediently presenting your tongue. "good girl, you're already doing perfect."

the head of his cock rolls over your tongue, heavy and warm. drool gathers in your mouth and your fingers dig into the muscle of his thighs in anticipation. the hand on your head presses down slowly, slotting the first few inches of cock into your mouth while avoiding the back of your throat. your lips close around the length, cheeks hollowing and tongue lulling at the underside. the groan shinya lets out is all the affirmation you need.

you take the lead from here, dutifully bobbing your head and batting your lashes as shinya watches with heavy-lidded eyes and nurses his cigarette. lewd, involuntary noises slip from your mouth with every surge forward. the sound makes you hot with embarrassment yet does nothing to help the throbbing between your own thighs.

hot tears prick your eyes as his cockhead grazes the back of your throat. you cough, fingers digging harder into his thighs and drool sputtering onto his balls, but the hand on the back of your throat keeps you pinned in place. the sounds are humiliating, whimpering and gagging while shinya bullies his cock into your inexperienced throat. you feel dizzy, whether it's from the lack of air or the ache in your cunt, you don't know.

the feeling of your throat has a groan rumbling in shinya's chest, brows furrowed tight as he inhales another drag off his cigarette. smoke puffs out with a pleasured sigh. "deep breaths, sweetheart, breathe through your nose," he reminds you, pinning your head down and keeping his cock buried in your throat. tears stream down your cheeks and you've only taken slightly more than half of his cock.

shinya ruts shallowly into your throat once, twice, three times before releasing you. you cough, letting his cock slip out of your mouth and fall heavy against the taut muscle of his stomach with clear cords of drool connect the length to your gasping mouth.

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I am humbly asking you to write the thing (if you have time, of course 💖)

i'm not confident abt my characterization of kogami as i'm still on season one of my first watch of psycho-pass. could be ooc but this all came out just from looking at him bc the grip he has on my clit rn is insane.

▸ content warnings; fem-bodied reader, shower sex, wasting water lol, wordy and not proofread smut

stepping into the shower with kogami. there's a relaxed expression on his face as the hot water beats down on his body, soothing his tense limbs and trailing in rivulets along the defined muscle on his back. you feel like a schoolgirl with a crush, watching bashfully while his hands rub over his face and push back his hair. you find your body moving before you can react, caressing his shoulder and catching his attention. shinya opens his eyes, heavy-lidded and content, and his lips tug into a lazy smirk.

"c'mere," shinya sighs, grabbing you by the hips and pulling you into his chest. the feeling of his bare skin against yours is grounding. he's warm, sturdy. his hands roam your body and you go pliant under his touch, humming mindlessly. it makes you feel dizzy, like you're intoxicated by your attraction to him. his hand splays over your ass, fingers digging into the dip where the doughy flesh meets your thigh. the other hand gently grips your chin, steadying you before his lips slot into yours. the pace is slow, unbothered while his tongue pushes past your lips, licking at your own.

your back is pressed against the steamy bathroom tiles as shinya lifts your leg, hooking it around his hip and securing it in place with a hand under your thigh. his hips rock forward on instinct, nudging your inner thigh with his cock and you whine, feeling a dull pulse in your clit. his mouth pulls away to trail kisses along your jaw but you stop him, redirecting his attention back to you, your eyes pleading and chest heaving. his eyes darken in response.

in a swift motion, you're turned around, shinya's body blanketing yours and trapping you against the tiles. he eases his cock inside and you moan in unison, warm walls bearing down around the thick girth. a strong arm snakes around your waist, rough fingers petting your clit and coaxing your pussy into swallowing every inch, hips rolling until his pelvis is flush against your backside.

your fingers claw at the tiles in a desperate attempt to hold onto something. the feeling of his cock dragging in and out in languid strokes has your eyes rolling back. your teeth sink into your bottom lip and you try to not sound so desperate, but your voice betrays you. "shinya."

a hand rests on top of yours, intertwining your fingers and holding tight. "i've got you, baby," he sighs, parted lips grazing the shell of your ear. "let me see you."

you peer up at shinya through wet lashes, lower lip wobbling in pleasure. every curve and throbbing vein on his cock fills you so perfectly, like he was made for you. steam fills the shower along with the echoed sound of slick skin clapping together, barely muffled by the roar of running water.

he manhandles your body again, hoisting you up and pressing your back against the tiles before you can register the emptiness in your cunt. the head of his cock glides over your clit before sinking into you again. the pace is different this time – it's desperate, shinya barely pulling his cock out before his hips surge forward again, like he can't handle even a second away from your warmth. his lips bully yours, coaxing them apart with his tongue and swallowing your gasps as he steadily thrusts into the sensitive spot inside you, making your pussy flutter and drool around his cock.

you break the kiss first, digging your heels into his back to drive his thrusts deeper. you wanna cum so bad, show him how good he makes you feel. you're suspended in so much pleasure that it makes you feel dazed.

"shin', m'gonna–" you're hiccuping on your words, teeth sinking harshly into your bottom lip. "m'gonna cum."

shinya dips his head, looking where your bodies meet to catch a glimpse of your pretty pussy taking his cock so well. he curses under his breath before his gaze returns back to yours, darkened with lust. "let it go for me, baby."

your face goes lax, mouth hanging open in a choked moan as your orgasm takes over your body. shinya can't look away – he commits every detail of your face to memory, drinking in the sight of your heavy-lidded eyes and swollen lips. you look like an angel, the closest to an angel he'll ever get to see. he growls and strengthens his grip on your body, pulling you tighter against him and fucking you through your high.

"fuck, that's it. give it to me, baby," he's encouraging you, dick twitching as your nails rake down the taut muscle on his back. the feeling of your pussy spasming around his cock tips him over the edge, thrusts growing sloppier and rougher before releasing in hot spurts inside you. you grab him by the chin and slot your mouths together, kissing him and selfishly swallowing his moans as he empties everything he has into your cunt.

[nakachuchu]

Miscellaneous Characters Masterlist

❪ all smuts are with of age characters ❫

☆ Tears | Oga Tatsumi (nsfw drabble)

☆ Needy | Oga Tatsumi (nsfw drabble)

☆ The Maid's Service | Sub!Freed Justine (nsfw)

☆ Smoke | Sub!Kogami Shinya (nsfw)

☆ Marshmallows and Weed | Byakuran (nsfw)

☆ Shibara | Sub!Tomioka Giyuu (nsfw)

☆ 8:32 PM | Rengoku Kyojuro

☆ Date Night | Kumatani Mitsuo (drabble)

[merryfortune]

Can you do #20 with just Ryoken?

20. mom mum

   Ryoken, who bore the mask and charade of someone stronger than him, felt his brow twitch. A secret. No, the secret. It couldn’t be possible. Was it possible?

   He didn’t want to allow Lightning’s mind games to get under his skin, but this one had struck a chord. This one had cut him too deep as he tried to hide it. He was certain that the Ignis could not know such things but he didn’t want to discount it either. So, he steeled himself. Ryoken may be scared of secrets which could not possibly be known by parties who were other than himself but Revolver was not. Thus, Revolver kept his chin up and prepared himself for the illumination that Lightning was no doubt preparing, sharpening like the metallic head of an arrow.

   But, internally, Ryoken was afraid because he knew things that only he could know. Secrets about his father, included. Secrets about his mother - or, more aptly - the lack thereof.

   He spoke big game, but he was barely human himself. He was barely any different of an experiment in free will than these Ignis around him; the Light and the Dark.

   Kogami Kiyoshi never took a bride. He never took a woman to bed. Yet, he had a son who was his flesh and blood. He had a son whom he had created from scatch and from sperm, grown in what was, essentially, a test tube. An alpha to the grander things that his father wanted to bring forth. 

   Kogami Ryoken never had a mother. There had never been a woman to take care of him. All he had was his father and, to an extent, the assistants who became his lieutenants but never his confidantes. They were not even privvy to the experiment that had taken place prior to the Hanoi Project which also dealt with creating new life and creating free will. The unorthodox conception which is known as the instance which had brought about his existence.

   Surely, if not even the people closest to him, his most important persons, did not know about such secrets and projects, then surely the experiment which had followed him would not know either. But, then again, kin always know themselves; their blood and their scent and their patterns. No matter how removed. No matter how impossible.

   But, Revolver remained undaunted in the face of such possibilities. He would simply have to allow the Light Ignis to spiel and spurn as it so desired because Revolver took solace in knowing that he was the only person - the only being, the only existence - who would know that Kogami Kiyoshi was only a father and there was no woman or other who would bear his child save for the cold caress of glass that he had grown his progeny in not unlike how he had borne the Ignis who came to follow.

[papijean]

miscellaneous masterlist

papijean’s 1 year anniversary

PSYCHO PASS

the last time (kogami x reader)

JUJUTSU KAISEN

seven deadly sins (jjk x reader)