#raichi x reader

[alexiswritergirl]

“I have a crush on my wife”

“I have a crush on my wife.” He thought to himself.

If he were to say this out loud, people would tell him “Well duh, you love her”, but having a crush is different from loving someone. 

For him, he can never get enough of you because every second, it’s like he’s falling in love with you all over again. 

You make him so giddy and nervous to the point where the constant feeling of butterflies is the only thing that makes him feel truly alive.

Every day is like a battle with several questions, like “How did I get so lucky” kind of questions, that are cramped inside his head, while every night is like a dream when you are in his arms.

His eyes always find their way to yours, completely mesmerized by you. He’ll have this curious look on his face, wondering what that pretty mind of yours is thinking about. And then he’ll quickly look away when you catch him staring.

Every time his phone buzzes, he instantly checks and hopes it’s you.

He is absolutely delusional for you. Always playing scenarios in his head where you go on dates, what he should say to you when he comes home, how much he wants to hold you….the list goes on and on.

He spends hours in front of the mirror to look just right because he knows you deserve the best. He’ll carefully readjust his collar multiple times and brush his hair just right, so he can look charming only for you.

He’ll never get used to how his name rolls off your tongue so perfectly or how pretty your lips look when you say I love you.

When he first met you, it was scary to think he developed a crush on someone. He didn’t know what to do and that ate him up every night.

Now, he sits beside you on the couch, stealing quick glances at you as you watch TV. He still can’t believe that you both have been married for 5 years now because it all feels like a fuzzy dream. He’ll awkwardly wrap his arm around your shoulders as if this were a first date. Even though you’re just wearing sweatpants and a stained t-shirt, his heart still beats fast for you. 

When you turn to face him, his face flushes and he freezes. You giggle at him and ask him to pass you the remote. He complies and starts to feel antsy from the way your fingertips graze his skin when you’re just grabbing the remote from him.

He’ll then give you the “I want to lean in and kiss you” look, and when you finally notice those shy hints and give him what he’s been wishing for this whole time, time will utterly freeze over the both of you.

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You have no idea what you do to him.

RIN, HIORI, Tokimitsu, NESS, ISAGI, NIKO, Yukimiya, Bachira, Chigiri, (pre-wd) Kunigami, Raichi, Kurona, Reo

[vmlnrznotfound]

Hello! I saw the open requests, could you please make another one of we are mad at The boys?, with Raichi, Reo and Nagi? pretty please!

I loved your writing, please take your time and take care <3

[PART2] MY GIRL IS MAD AT ME, I HOPE I DIE.

characters: raichi, reo, nagi

a/n: hi anonnie, glad you love my writing! take care too!

RAICHI JINGO

you were trying your best to ignore raichi’s loud attempts to get your attention, but it was nearly impossible. he was ranting about how unfair it was that you were still mad at him. his loud voice echoed through the house as he complained, and his frustration was palpable.

“i said i’m sorry!” raichi groaned, throwing his hands up in the air. he was clearly used to getting his way with his brash personality, and your silent treatment was driving him crazy. you rolled your eyes and turned away, continuing to ignore him as you scrolled through your phone.

raichi’s impatience reached its peak, and before you could react, he grabbed you by the arm and pulled you up from your seat. without a word, he lifted you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried you toward the bedroom.

“put me down!” you demanded, but he ignored your protests, his grip tight and unyielding. he kicked open the door to the bedroom and unceremoniously dumped you onto the bed. his rough approach left you stunned, and you stared up at him in disbelief.

he leaned over you, his eyes fierce and determined. “i’m not letting you leave this room until you forgive me,” he declared, his voice low and intense. “you can be mad all you want, but i’m not going anywhere until you tell me what i need to do to make this right.”

“you can’t just force me to forgive you,” you shot back, sitting up on the bed and glaring at him. “that’s not how it works.”

he groaned, running a hand through his hair in exasperation. “then tell me how it works! i don’t know how to do this stuff, alright? i’m not good with…with feelings and all that crap. but i hate this. i hate seeing you like this, knowing it’s my fault.”

MIKAGE REO

reo was at his wit's end. he'd tried everything—flowers, chocolates, even your favorite pastries from that fancy bakery downtown—but nothing seemed to break through the wall of silence you’d built around yourself. you sat on the couch, your attention fully absorbed in a book, acting as if reo wasn’t even there.

“please, talk to me,” reo pleaded, kneeling beside the couch. his usually confident demeanor was replaced with a look of genuine concern. “i’m sorry, okay? i know i messed up, but can’t you at least say something?”

reo’s patience was running thin, but he knew getting angry would only make things worse. he sat beside you, his knee brushing against yours, but you shifted slightly away, still not acknowledging his presence.

“come on, don’t do this,” reo whispered, leaning in closer, his voice tinged with desperation. “i’m really sorry. you know i’d do anything to make it up to you.”

"..."

“if you won’t talk to me,” he said, his voice low and intense, “then i’ll just have to stay here until you do. i’m not going anywhere until you forgive me.”

he shifted closer this time, his presence impossible to ignore. reo reached out and gently took your hand, holding it firmly even when you tried to pull away.

“i’m not perfect,” he admitted quietly, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “but i love you, and i hate that you’re upset because of me. i’m not going to leave until we fix this, even if it means sitting here in silence until you’re ready to talk.”

NAGI SEISHIRO

“i’m not letting go until you forgive me. stop resisting.” nagi seishiro, usually so relaxed and detached, was now hovering over you, his arms wrapped around you tightly. his head rested on your chest, his breath warm against your skin as he held you close.

you shifted slightly, trying to pull away, but nagi only tightened his embrace. “let me go,” you whispered, but his grip only grew firmer.

“no,” he said, his tone soft but resolute. “be mad. be upset. but you won’t leave until you forgive me. you’re staying right here with me,”

he continued to cuddle you, his muscular build making it impossible for you to escape his hold. nagi’s usual carefree attitude was replaced with a rare vulnerability as he stayed close, hoping that his presence alone would help bridge the gap between you and make things right.

“please,” he added quietly, his voice barely a whisper. “just tell me what i need to do. i’m not letting go until you say it.”

“seishiro” you murmured, frustration lacing your words. you tried again to free yourself, but his arms remained unyielding.

"no longer your sei now?" nagi’s grip tightened further, his face pressing closer to your chest. “i know i messed up,” he admitted, his voice muffled by your clothing. “but i can’t fix it if you’re not here with me. i’m trying to show you that i care. i know saying sorry isn’t enough.”

[merlucide]

Incorrect Quote pt1

them: You look pretty…

y/n: What did you say?

them: uhhh- I said you look shitty!

MEGUMI!!!, MAKI, SANEMI, BAKUGOU, tsukkishima, KAGEYAMA, sakusa, RAICHI, KAISER, RIN ITOSHI

[shoyoist]

thinking about the blue lock boys buying you a necklace with their jersey number engraved on it :( and writing your initials on their clear but specifically their dominant foot cause they just feel closer to you that way :( like you’re helping guide him to the goal :(

content: gn reader. fluff !! — competitive and possessive dynamics. pro football player! characters (they all made it out of blue lock alive alright). + i added a little bonus section at the end, hehe<3

— . ｡˚ ♡ the whole world watches, while he shows you off as his own <3

BACHIRA, REO, YUKIMIYA, AIKU, KAISER.

a necklace with his jersey number dangling on it, like a charm. he gets it custom made for you, in sterling silver or 24-carat gold, depending on your tastes. but he doesn't let you know that he has it, waits for the perfect moment in which he can surprise you with it.

which happens to be right before his team lines up for a final match, on live TV at the big arena, with all lights, cameras and eyes pointing right at you both.

he's getting in line with the rest of his teammates — the commentators and cameras paying full attention to him, the star and powerhouse of the team, going “there he is. the deity of the field!” as he walks onto the field, smile already on his face when he looks up, for the world to swoon over.

he's handsome. you think, standing at the very front row, dressed in the pretty clothes that he'd got for you just last night, matching the colours of his team. he looks the best when he's on the field, fully confident in the fact that he's going to be going home with a new medal around his neck.

what you don't know is that you're about to get something around your neck too, before he wins his game.

“excuse me,” he says smoothly, to the coach and the few staff members that surround him, glancing knowingly at the cameras recording him (and looking into the eyes of all the fans that are watching him on live TV) before he saunters off, heading to the edge of the field where you're standing behind a display board.

it's clear that he's staring at you as he walks over — gaze softening as he meets your eyes, watching how your own eyes widen with surprise and a hint of shyness, as the surrounding audience erupts into whispers.

“sweetheart,” he grins at you, stopping on the other side of the perimeter board — and you blush when the audience gasps, blush when he gives them all another glance, before smirking down at you. “got something for you.”

he holds his hand out and shows you what he has hidden in his fist — a necklace with his jersey number on it, spelled out on a charm.

the crowd continues to get louder, and you can make out some people's cries; are they dating? god he was taken this whole time? and the commentators join in, declaring into the speakers that your boyfriend seems to be taking a minute to give a gift to a little someone special—

and you blush harder as you stand there, almost frozen as he gently puts the necklace around your neck, the metal chain and charm cold but somehow blooming warmth on your skin as it touches you.

“with that outfit, you're matching the whole team, hm?” he smiles at you, so overwhelmingly charming. “so you keep this necklace on for me. let's everyone know you're here for me. yeah?”

“y—yeah.” you try to look down, so fucking shy under his bright gaze and gorgeous smile, but he grabs your chin and lifts your face back up to give your lips a little kiss.

the whole stadium erupts into cheers and screams. he kissed you on live TV. your face feels hot, you think you're dizzy — but you manage to hear him faintly over the buzz in your head and the screaming of the crowd as he pats your cheek before jogging off back to join his team in line. “cheer for me, won't you? i'll win this game 'n take you out for dinner after.”

SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, ISAGI, RAICHI, BAROU.

has your initials written on the side of his cleats, on his dominant foot. even better actually — he got you to write it for him. he wants it done with your pretty hands and in your pretty handwriting, that's so much better than his own.

thanks you and gives you a kiss on the side of your forehead, when you finish it and hand the shoe to him. you're both knelt together on the floor of your shared place, and the look in his eyes when he kisses you is so tender. “i'll score every goal with you in mind, a'right?”

and every time he's on the field, fire in his veins and the never ending lust and hunger for a full victory in his soul, he gives you a glance as you jump up and down in your special spot in the stands, cheering for him with all you've got — and that's when he zeroes in on the ball.

the look in his eyes is anything but tender then — hyper-focused, bright and vicious is how he watches the ball as it slips from the opposing player's dribble, and it's impossible for anyone, whether from the other team or his own, to make it to the ball before he does.

he lunges forward once he gains control of the ball, a sort of heat already spreading through his dominant leg as he advances towards the goal to shoot — and with your initials on his cleats and your pretty smile on his mind, he thinks he can break the limit.

he's never scored a goal from this distance before. with the game about to close, it's crucial that he doesn't take any risks and ensures that his shot scores a proper goal.

otherwise, his team might lose. failure was not an option.

but with your presence — both physical and emotional — fueling him, he takes the chance. he takes the chance, puts all the force he has in that sculpted, trained body of his, and he shoots.

he shoots and he scores.

the commentators and crowd go wild alike, screaming in joy over the secured win, because with five minutes left on the clock there's no way the other team can catch up any more — and your boyfriend ignores the cheers of his teammates, turning in place to face you.

“he scored! god, he's undefeatable!” the commentator's voice echoes through the stadium, and he thinks yeah, that's right. he cannot be defeated — not when you're there to guide him to the goal every single time.

he turns to you, and you wave your arms in the air, calling out his name and yelling out an i love you! — and with the TV overhead showing the scorer off we he stands on the field, you can't miss the way the corners of his mouth lift in a smile.

i love you, too. he mouths back to you, with every other person watching the game in the world to see it.

NAGI, CHIGIRI, RIN, OTOYA, SAE.

he kisses you after every game that he wins. and he makes sure he scores the final goal.

it's an elaborate contest that he has with himself, and the rest of the world has joined in on it. you sit and wait in your reserved seat in the stands, the smoothie he had ordered for you sitting empty in your hands as you watch your boyfriend weave past defender after defender — the audience and every other player all focusing more and more on him as time ticks by.

the match is currently at a draw — and the other team is fighting with everything they've got to guard him, trying to prevent him from breaking through and scoring that final goal.

but your boyfriend isn't so easily countered.

even when he's playing laid-back, he's a demon on the playing field. he's fast, agile and he doesn't take any chances. and now? with only a few minutes left before the penalty round, he's set to score the winning goal.

“will he break through? will he be able to make it this time?”

he almost spins around to scoff at the camera. of course he's going to make it. he always does. the other team nearly swarms him as he closes in on his shooting range, but what they aren't aware of is that he doesn't need to be in range to make his shot count.

his play style is all about breaking limits. which is what he does, when he shoots from nearly the other side of the arena and watched the ball curve smoothly yet maintaining an impossible speed, past the goalie's reach and into the net. the timer buzzes only seconds afterwards. “and he scores the final goal yet again!”

the crowd cheers, and while the commentators remark to eachother that they all know what's about to happen next, your boyfriend walks over to where you're still seated expectantly, hopping easily over the perimeter boards to get to you.

you get up then, and he curls a hand around your waist and pulls you in, pressing a kiss into your hair as the audience coos in response to the show all around you. (he'd kiss your lips, but he's sweaty right now and he's not sure you'd appreciate a mouthful of salt).

and he sighs, unresponsive when you chide him for being arrogant, and mutters into the shell of your ear, “mhm. let's go home, baby. 'm tired.”

[okkotsuus]

PLEASE i need that dealing with ur ex as ur boyf but for barou cus i KNOW that man would GO OFF!

ex encounters (bllk pt.2) !

no because barou would beat the shit out of someone. i'm jut gonna include the rest i wanted for pt.2 with this <3

features: barou s. jingo r. rensuke k. meguru b.

contents: bad exes. ig hurt comfort. kind of comical. barou tries to fight someone. raichi actually fights someone. barou, raichi, and kunigami are physically imposing. bachira pretends to be cray cray (is he really pretending tho?). they're adults bc i said so. 1.9k words.

tw for the exes: copying you. light implied obsession. second choice. gas lighting. being physically imposing. cheating. implied love bombing. stage 5 clinger (derogatory). extremely mild stalking? (can't think of a better word for it).

pt.1 — pt.3 — pt.4

barou would be so bothered, he would verbally degrade the poor dude to tears. not to mention how physically imposing the man is, the ex would be SPRINTING away.

it all started about three years ago when you broke up with your ex, because you just didn't love him anymore and didn't want to keep him trapped in a loveless relationship.

you always felt bad about it, but never bad enough to get back together with him. especially not after barou had barged his way into your life, conquering your heart.

you were sitting on a bench in the park while waiting for him to come back from getting ice cream for the two of you. y'know, not expecting to see your ex, you were minding your business and scrolling though tiktok.

"y/n, hey!" you looked up to see your ex, at first you were confused because frankly, you didn't recognize him. he had changed a lot about himself, physically, dying his hair and dressing different.

part of you already had an idea where this was going. so, you just smiled at him and tried your best to be polite.

"oh, hello." yep, polite, but not nice so that it would lead him on. he stated blabbing on about how he had changed a lot lately, talking about things from the food he liked to the music he listened to. you noticed that it was all things that you had done or liked back when the two of you were together. it was kind of creeping you out.

"i guess what i'm trying to say is: will you please give me another chance. we should be much more compatible now-" you watched half in amusement and half in shock as a cone of ice cream was sat on his freshly coiffed hair.

your ex whirled around in anger, but immediately when dead still when he saw who did it: your boyfriend, barou. he was now holding only one ice cream as he stared down on your ex.

"you dare to speak to MY servant? begone from my sight, you filthy donkey." his words were spat with a venom as he threateningly stepped towards your ex who ran away.

he grumbled and handed you the ice cream he didn't shove on your ex's head, watching as you looked at him with stars in your eyes. he just huffed and ruffled your hair, looking away to hide the slight flush on his cheeks.

"he won't bother you again, but you better share your ice cream with me as a thanks."

jingo would swing on sight. i’m being so deadass he would sucker punch them and spit on them before looking at you all smiley and walking out while holding your hand.

while on a date with raichi, you had lost him in the aisles of the target that you had chosen to torment. you and him had been having a grand time while terrorizing everyone there with your boisterous cackles at any little thing that slightly amused you.

you had looped around an aisle to find him after walking too fast and he was no where in sight. at first you thought he was hiding from you as a joke so you jumped at the beginning of every aisle to try to catch him off guard. but no one was there.

well no one except your ex. because of course he was there. why wouldn't he be in this random target while you just happened to by separated from your boyfriend?

he wasn't a terrible person per say, but he just had a tendency to choose other things or people over you. that was just something that gnawed at you until you snapped which lead to this big fight, where he accused you of making everything up. that was the last straw for you so you broke up with him and never spoke to him, ignoring his calls until they stopped coming.

but here he was, standing directly in front of you, a wobbly smile on his lips that didn't match the look in his eyes. "hey, honey. how've you been? i've been really bad without you..."

you didn't answer and just stared at him while backing off slightly. he just continued, taking a step forward for every one you took back.

"i really miss you, you make me complete"

"you don't really mean that." the words flew from your lips before you could think, speaking the cold and harsh truth. he knew that as his expression turned in anger, taking a bigger step towards you.

but he was immediately thrown back by a fist ramming right against his cheek. he flew back and stood there stunned, taking in the sight of your boyfriend. his widened eyes, sharp teeth, and muscular form. raichi was cracking his knuckles as he growled at the guy.

your ex was about to swing back only to be punched straight in the nose, falling to the ground, being temporarily knocked out. raichi spat on him and turned to you, grimace turning into a sweet grin. he held your hand as an employee kicked you out of the store.

"we're definitely banned, don't regret it though angel, there are other targets."

rensuke would be just annoyed. he knows what he looks like compared to most men and just stands behind you while looking at the guy, doesn’t even have to do anything.

you were sitting at a table in your favorite restaurant while kunigami went to park the car, wanting to optimize the time that it would take to wait for a table. surprisingly, it wasn't very packed so you were able to get one as soon as you asked the hostess.

so, here you sat, sipping on your water as you waited for your boyfriend to come back to join you.

what you didn't expect was to feel an unfamiliar hand on your shoulder, turning to see your ex. he wasn't anything special; the typical cheater. he was so sweet to you at the beginning of it all, treating you as if he was your world almost instantly. that really should have only clued to you that he was hiding something.

he cheated on you with not only one person, but THREE. so he was the furthest from someone you could get back together with. so when he started doing the same sweet lines that he had given you during the beginning of your relationship, a familiar sense of dread set in.

"hey there pretty, missed ya so much, why don't i join you here?"

you just shook your head as you noticed rensuke approaching from the front of the restaurant. you had stopped listening to your ex and you watched his form talk to the hostess.

she pointed in your direction, and you watched as his gaze moved upon you and the predicament you were in. he sent an apologetic smile your way as he walked with a slight haste you way.

"...and those are the reasons why we would be perfect if we got back together." he finished off a long spiel that you, frankly, weren't listening to. you just nodded, watching as rensuke settled behind the guy, waiting for him to notice.

"that's nice and all, it's just: i already have a boyfriend. plus, you cheated on me." your ex just sighed and began to start complimenting you, saying he was such a fool.

rensuke cleared his throat as he stood with his arms crossed, a brow quirked. he was kinda hot like this, to be honest. your ex just turned around and when he saw him, you saw his eyes widen.

your ex just looked between the two of you, acknowledging your loving gaze at the other man, he just sighed and left. rensuke snickered and sat across from you, flipping through the menu.

"can't take ya anywhere, can i, sweetheart?"

meguru would go like feral. he would start talking to the monster in front of the dude and just make him think he was batshit crazy. i mean, it worked, so whatever.

you were sitting with bachira on a bench while he idly chattered about bees. you just smiled as you listened to him list off all sorts of things that you couldn't understand through the jumbling of his words from excitement.

suddenly, your pleasant afternoon was interrupted by a voice shouting your name. you turned to see you ex running up to you with a smile. he never really left you alone, even after you had broken up. always happy to see you and insert himself into anything that you were doing. like a nosey dog. somehow, he was everywhere you were, like he knew you'd be there.

"heya! how've you been, missed you!" he went in for a side-hug but you scooted further into bachira's side, skirting away from it. bachira had long forgotten his beloved bees, instead scrutinizing your ex with a hollow, yellow gaze.

"hey..." you trailed off, lookng away as he sat down, squeezing into the two person bench, legs against yours. so you leaned further into bachira, relishing in the arm he draped over the back of the bench to rest around your shoulders. you also saw the glare your ex shot his way.

"just wanted you to know that i've really missed you, and i'm practically begging you for another chance!" his tone was chipper as his eyes glared harshly into your boyfriend, holding all but friendliness.

bachira suddenly burst into laughter, cackling like a maniac. he looked at the ground in front of the two of you, as if something was there.

"d'you hear the never of this guy? flirting with my partner right in front of me?" he spoke to nothing, it took you a little aback at first before remembering about his 'monster.' your ex just looked at him with wide eyes, clearly freaked out.

bachira nodded at the spot, mumbling agreements. he suddenly turned to your ex, looking him dead in the eye, piercing into him. his face was blank, eyes wide and empty, the only expression was a smirk on his lips.

"the monster in me says that the world would be better of without you... and i agree." your ex jumped up and muttered a goodbye to you before speedwalking away.

you turned to bachira and watched him shake his head like a dog, expression returning to normal as he looked at you with sparkly eyes and a genuine smile. your heart returned to normal as he kissed your shoulder.

"i may be crazy for you, sweet thing, but i'm not actually crazy. yet..."

okkotsuus 23

[17020]

CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'RE A MOTHER.

With no actual babies or children, you still manage to become a mother. The Blue Lock men have given you the gift of motherhood. Fem!Yn, some characters are missing i'm sorry.

A huge, colorful bouquet with tulips, roses, baby's breath, and lilies carefully sat on the coffee table inside your shared home. He was sitting on the couch behind it, a box of chocolates in hand, at his side lays the child you have spent the last few months caring for, wearing a party hat which was now crooked from its movement. Its tail wagged in excitement, and it sprung from its seat as you came near; your boyfriend pulling out a small card from behind the box.

"It's not much" he smiled, handing you the card, "but it's your first, and mine too." The card is beautiful, in the cover being an oddly shaped heart—drawn by him—filled with red glitter which had spread all around the card. Inside was a picture of the two of you, of the day in which you first saw your 'baby'.

It was nostalgic, the passage of time. What had started as a small, timid puppy was now the happiest, most brilliant canine the world had ever seen. The other side contained his handwriting, which spelled out a sentence you were once sure you would never hear at this point in your life. As if he had been reading your mind, he reads it aloud. "Happy Mother's Day, my love." Buckle up! A journey with a four-legged friend is one to cherish forever. With him, you are the proudest dog mom.

YOICHI ISAGI, Meguru Bachira, Rensuke Kunigami, Oliver Aiku, Jingo Raichi, Shido Ryusei (let's be honest, his hard would probably say "Happy day, ma"), Chris Prince.

A nice, candle-lit dinner is what awaits you at home. You stepped inside your apartment, and to your surprise, your lover is sat at your dinner table, arranged with a floral centerpiece, lit votive candles, freshly plated takeout (as he could not cook for the life of him), and a furry feline sitting on his lap. The cat's sparkly red collar had heart-shaped balloons tied to it, the balloon almost completely covering your boyfriend's peaceful expression.

"Happy Mother's Day, babe. (Cat's name) and I figured you'd like a family night to celebrate." He smiled, with you walking towards him and picking up your cat, cradling it in your arms. You placed a quick peck on its forehead, and your boyfriend excitedly pointed towards the seat on his side. On his side? There were three seats now—

"Since this is family night, (Cat's name) will be joining us. The catnip hasn't been served yet, I was waiting for you to come" he explained. You softly placed the feline on it's chair, earning a meow in return. Family dinner had gone by much too quick to your liking, the kitchen walls echoing with laughter as you and your boyfriend spent the rest of the night browsing clothes for your cat, sharing a few pecks now and then, because "moms need to replenish themselves with kisses." Congratulations on motherhood! With him, you will become the best cat mom.

REO MIKAGE, HYOMA CHIGIRI, Tabito Karasu, Jyubei Aryu, Rin Itoshi (though his affection would be much more reserved, we still love cat papa Rin), Eita Otoya.

He waited for you inside of your room, sitting on top of your desk. Beside him is an unfamiliar new decoration, a new accessory to your room. To him, though, it's much more than that. "You're back" he states, "I got you something while on the way home. This old lady was selling plants and I thought I'd get one for us, y'know? For our home."

Our home. It had such a nice ring to it, you thought. Taking a closer look at your desk, you noticed the small, brown pot with green growing out of it. It was a jade plant. You thanked him, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into your embrace. Naturally, his arms wrapped themselves around your waist, with him burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"You know what the lady told me?" he questioned, "She said this could be like our child." You could feel warm breath on your skin as he let out a small chuckle, with him pulling away to capture your lips into a sweet, quick kiss. "So, does this means we're parents now?" you asked, wiggling your eyebrows in excitement. He nods, "I bought some of your favorite sweets, y'know, to celebrate, I guess." His cheeks, as well as the tips of his ears, were now a familiar shade of pink. "Happy First Mother's Day, angel." As long as you take turns with him to water it, he's more than happy to make you a plant mom.

SHOEI BAROU, Nagi Seishiro (a sibling to Choki? mayhaps), Yo Hiori, Sae Itoshi (HEAR ME OUT.)

[csbnova]

bro I wanna kiss the lil aggressive shark dog, bf texts for Raichi if you feel like it mayhaps 👀

raichi bf texts ᥫ᭡

tags: fluff, f. reader, swear words, hs au

a/n: erm ignore the fuck ass writing mistakes i hate going back and editing texts bc it’s so problematic 🙄

SHARK DOG IS TAKING ME OUTTTT i love bullying him sm (he’d def bite me out of spite)

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guys…the feral ones are the most fun to do

continuations of previous boys will indeed be posted sometime

YES!! raichi DOES have an older sister thanks for asking

be honest do yall even read these after notes😕

[maochira]

Hii I hope you're doing well🫶🏽

Can I request raichi, shindo , kaiser, Ness and gagemaru with a younger gn!sibling when they're like at a hotel and they're doing like at hotel stuff

like running up and down the hall together, waking up to get breakfast, going to the pool

You can also add the dad coaches too

Have a good one!!

I'm only doing the big bros for this request because I have many other requests for the dad coaches!!

Tags: gn!younger sibling!reader, the sillies

Raichi

-the type of big brother who snores and will barely let you fall asleep but the moment you make a noise he scolds you as if you were a little child

-he refuses to go anywhere without you. He always drags you along because he thinks it's boring to do something on his own when on vacation

-every evening you two get a lot of snacks and funky drinks from a nearby store and watch a movie together (after arguing about which one for almost an hour)

-as much as you love each other, you tend to get into fights more often than at home because you're constantly around each other and getting on each other's nerves

-also, sometimes you provocate each other intentionally but that never ends up in an argument

Shidou

-he eats all the snacks you brought if you only look away for a second

-when you're upset he pretends to not have eaten them and tries to gaslight you into thinking you ate everything

-that obviously doesn't work. So to apologize he buys new snacks (and ends up eating half of them)

-you spend most of your time at the pool and come up with silly games to play together!!

-Shidou likes to pick you up and throw you into the water without warning. Sometimes he picks you up and jumps into the water with you in his arms

-he also constantly wants to do swimming races with you because he can't go a single day without getting competitive over something with you

Kaiser

-he only wants to relax and not do anything, but constantly gets dragged into the pool by you

-he doesn't want to admit how much fun it is and pretends to be annoyed

-every evening, he takes you to a nice restaurant and always pays for everything because your brother just loves to spoil you

-no matter how much you beg, nothing will ever be enough to get Kaiser to come along to the beach with you. He hates the feeling of sand on his feet and he knows you'd put sand into his hair as soon as you get the chance

Ness

-he always wakes up earlier than you, so he uses that time to order breakfast so you can eat together when you wake up

-he's open to doing whatever you want. All he cares about is his beloved little sibling having fun

-you and Ness always try your best to avoid being around your parents and older siblings. You just know they'd ruin your fun because they think you're childish

-most of your day isn't spent at the hotel because of that, but rather at the beach or in the city. You only have to be with the rest of your family at dinner because your parents insist on eating together every evening

Gagamaru

-he always sleeps in and only wakes up early noon. But you do the same. Because both of you spent way too much time talking about the manga you're currently reading until 4 am

-both you and Gagamaru can eat A LOT so you're the worst enemies of the all-you-can-eat buffets in the area

-your brother always wants to explore the nature around the hotel. He doesn't like swimming in pools and prefers the beach or a lake

-one time he was like "I heard there's a nice area nearby" then spent three hours dragging you through the city until you arrived at a forest. At the end of the day you were too tired to walk back and wanted to call a taxi but your brother just ended up carrying you back to the hotel

[valkyriejudgement]

Oh Bite Me: RAICHI JINGO x READER

Notes: | Blue Lock | Something that came to me in the car. I thought it would be funny to say "bite me." He's got some serious chompers. I don't really write, so enjoy this rare thing.

"Oh bite me, Raichi! You snapped with a scowl.

There was a small pause before Raichi Jingo's teammates howled with laughter.

"Holy crap, Y/N! Did you seriously just say that!? To Raichi!?" Someone cackled between gasps.

"Have you seen his teeth!?" Another snickered.

The blonde growled in agitation and glared at his teammates, telling them to shut up. Raichi turned his glare to you, sizing you up, "Wanna repeat that, Y/N?"

You suddenly became aware of the weight of what you said in relation to the person you said it to, "Ah. Yes. Well-"

"You'd like that wouldn't you." He interrupted, leering down at you. A small titter broke out around the two of you, Raichi's team stifling their giggles and suggestive comments.

"You're right, I would..." You started, a small smirk gracing your lips, "...from someone with normal ass teeth!" You finished, standing nose to nose with the angry blonde, a challenge in your eyes.

Raichi reeled back with an angry blush dusting his cheeks and ears. He saw a satisfied grin spread across your features and watched as you turned on your heel before marching away.

He stood there stunned for a moment, his team slapping him on the back and elbowing him in the ribs.

Raichi scowled and shook off the jeers of the idiots around him. Something about you got him fired up. Something about you going toe to toe with him, made his heart race. One thing he was certain of though, he'd make you eat your words.

[unluckilyimnot]

do you know who much am i in love with tsundere man ???

i wanna kiss raichi's face sooo bad, with lipstick on, all over his face, until he tripped over his words and is all blushyy

don't forget cuddles and sitting on his lap like AAAAA

i love your loki and sae's making out writings btw 🫶 can u do the same thing but with raichi but in this version?

making out - raichi, isagi

mlist || rules || requests are open :)

note : thank you sm for your request, both of you ! they're so cute, as you should queen (in a neutral way) i love them a loooot too. i post this Isagi one at the same time bc i did them with a similar vibe

I've been busy these day im sorry ! And I have a busy weekend as well with my gf so I'll do as much as I can today and post it later !

Raichi acts tough but deep down he knows he can’t fool anyone when you order him around.  You two invited some of your friends over tonight to have a nice dinner together and you kept calling his name to get things done. He tried to boss around a little at the beginning, saying he was talking with the tip of his ears red but you just had to whine a little please for him to be by your side in a second. He's the grumpy type, but still ready to help whenever he's asked  to. 

He spent the whole night eyeing you from head to toes. His hand lingering on your thigh below the table and your seemingly innocent gaze let him know you get where he wanna go. He's a little impatient but that's nothing you can't handle.

When you finally say goodbye to your last friends, you stretch your back as soon as the door is closed. 'What a night' you thought, excepting Raichi around you but he was nowhere to be seen. Taking a few steps to the kitchen to find him cleaning up a little. Leaning against the door frame, you stared at him until he noticed you.

"You're less clingy suddenly." You spoke as soon as his eyes lay on you, a cute smile on your lips. Lips that got his attention all night. He shook his head, muttered things you couldn't understand but still amused. 

"Come on, leave all of this. I'll take care of that tomorrow." Taking his head in yours, you dragged him along your bedroom and kindly pushed him on the bed. "You weren't that concerned about the dishes earlier," you whisper in his ear, slowly taking a seat in his laps.

Cuddling up against him, you played with his hair while debriefing the night with him. Your arms lay around his neck and, despite his red cheeks, his hands finally hold you closer, rubbing your back in a needy way. His eyes on your lips once again, you're sure it's already messed up so you don't mind making it worse. 

When Raichi finally cuts your chat by kissing you like he wanted all night, the shadow of a satisfied grin on your lips. You broke the kiss and chuckled. 

"What's so funny ?" He barked like he always does, making you laugh even more. 

"Nothing, you're just cute." You answered, shutting him up with a kiss before he can argue. Pecking his face over and over again, all over his face not without leaving a red tint at the same time. His poor soul can't even speak a full sentence without stutter before grabbing your face and kissing you again. 

You deepen the kiss instantly, done joking around and finally into it. You put his hands back on your back and thigh, feeling his short nails digging into your skin and you're here for it. It's intoxicating, you're lost in the way his tongue licks your lips, making you smile. You didn't realize how both of you wanted it too until now. 

Your hand slowly drawing circles on his shoulders, you were thinking when you could finally take his shirt off when you felt his hands coming closer to the zip of your dress. He started pulling it down, exposing your bare back for him and only him. You glared at him in an amused way. 

“I'm helping you.” He defended, putting his hands away from you to try to annoy you in some way. You shook your head with a loud chuckle. 

“Go ahead.” you said before pushing him down on the bed, kissing him again. 

Isagi is too cute for his own good, you’re sure of it. He can’t be rude to save his life. Well, besides football. With you he’s a sweetheart, always saying yes to anything you ask, even the weirdest things. So you like to mess with him a little. A sly smile forms on your lips before you hand your phone away.

“Yoichi I wanna try something !” you cheered, leaning on his shoulder, taking a look at his phone. He wasn’t really doing anything, only scrolling through his social media.

“What is it ?” he’s used to that, you wanted to try silly thing you saw on internet. You’re always after him to try tiktok trend, he’s sure it’s that once again. You grinned, taking his phone from his hands and tossing it nearly yours before sitting in his laps. You already got him gulped hard. Not that he’s not used to it, it’s even a position you like to cuddle but something in his mind tells him that’s not related to cuddle.

His hands find your waist, laying there comfortably, waiting for your next move. You get closer, your chest flat against his and you take his warm cheeks between your hands. He blinks a few times, already anticipating but flustered at the same time - not trusting that smile of yours. You cradle his face a little, pitching his cheeks and leaving small pecks here and there, on his cheeks, his nose and finally his lips.

“What do you wanna tryyy ?” he whined trying to escape the kisses attack but you shush him quickly, kissing him seriously this time. He takes some time to melt into the kiss, pulling you closer. You shiver at the coldness of his cold hands crawling under your shirt, meeting your warm skin and you smile in the process. His hands go up and down, smoothing your skin, grabbing it a little too hard from time to time, making you moan but mostly chuckle.

“You’re so cute Yoichi.” you purred in the middle of the kiss, leaving small pecks on the corner of his lips.

“Am I ?” he grinned, happy to realize one more time the effect he has on you. It’s easier for you to know how he feels so he appreciates it when you vocalize it. You can already feel him hard under your weight and decided it wasn’t too early to grind on him, wanting him so bad already. Just so he knew, you know.

Taking this as a green light, his lips started going down your neck to your shoulders, kissing it all the way, biting from time to time just to feel your hand pulling his hair at the tingling sensation. He loves that a lot, sometimes he’s a little brutal just for you to pull his hair or scratch his skin at the pleasure. He likes to mess around too, not that he’ll tell you. He likes the way your gaze darkens when he acts innocent. He has his way.

Coming back to kiss you after almost eating your shoulder, one of his hands stays on your hip, encouraging you to move in a back and forth motion ; hoping he will not be the first one to ask for more. But deep down, he knows he won’t or else you wouldn’t almost be riding him already. You were the desperate one this time, but it’s ok. He likes to take care of you.  

I hope you liked it ! ♡

[kingkunigami]

Scoring, In More Ways Than One | Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x Reader

When you ask your non-writer friends to help you name your fic and you end up with football puns, but I’m not even mad about it.

This is a disgustingly late submission to @prettyboykatsuki​‘s Corruption collab. I’m so sorry that I’m now so late you probably forgot all about the collab entirely, but thank you so much for letting me join! This has been dying in my docs for months so it feels amazing to actually finish it and I hope you guys enjoy!

Summary: You knew when you first started dating Kunigami that he took football extremely seriously, and it was something that you accepted about him.  He’s waiting until he makes it into the Pro-leagues to have sex with you, because he can’t have any vices or distractions from his childhood dream, but Raichi thinks you’re the biggest distraction there is.

Warnings: 18+, pwp, no beta, virgin!reader, implied/hinted virgin!Kunigami, threesomes, degradation from Raichi, praise, blowjobs, hand jobs, cunnilingus, fingering, multiple orgasms, spanking, sweat, cumplay, creampies, no protection, voyeurism.

Pairing: Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x f!reader.

Word Count: 8.6k.

Qualifying matches were often a hostile environment for your boyfriend and his football team, the tensions high as they made their way up the tables towards the finals. During these periods it was normal for you to see less of Kunigami as he spent all his free time practising with his team, but for a few cherished moments each evening, you’d have him all to yourself.

You’d been lucky enough to accompany him to the championships this year. Often having to resort to FaceTime, texts and voice calls to keep close during the distance in your relationship. But as well as getting to spend more time with your boyfriend during downtime and watching the games from the sidelines, this meant you now got to experience how hostile the environment could get with his teammates.

“That goal was mine, Kunigami.” Raichi snarled after shouldering his way into your hotel room that evening, “You always have to play the fuckin’ hero, huh?”

“You weren’t open,” Kunigami replied smoothly, towelling his hair dry as he stood at the foot of the bed with a pair of sweats slung low on his hips, “And we needed to win.”

“Are you trying to say I couldn’t have made it?” Raichi scoffed.

“There was no way,” Kunigami shrugged, “That’s why Isagi passed to me.”

"And you thought you'd just score the winning goal." Raichi rolled his eyes.

"Isn't that the point of the game, Raichi?" Kunigami tutted, dropping the towel onto the office chair in the room to cross his arms over his chest, “Scoring goals?”

"You're so lucky to have such a good guy ain't ya, sweetheart." Raichi seethed, pure venom dripping from his every word.

"Yeah, she is." Kunigami furrowed his brows, "And I think it's time for you to leave."

“Oh, am I interrupting something?" Raichi's eyes darted between you and Kunigami, assessing him in his current state of undress.

“Yeah, you are actually.” He continued.

“Alright, alright. I’ll leave you to have sex with your girlfriend,” Raichi sneered, “Maybe that’ll stop you being selfish for five fuckin’ minutes.”

“Oh, we weren’t,” You felt your cheeks heat up at the blunt question, “We don’t—”

“You don’t what?” Raichi pressed, taking a step closer to you as he narrowed his eyes at you.

You worried your glossed bottom lip between your teeth at the question as you felt your heartbeat increase under his scrutiny; wondering how someone had the gall and confidence to ask such a personal question.

“We don’t— we weren’t having sex tonight.”

“You fighting?” Raichi’s tone became softer as he tilted his head to try and meet your gaze, subtly trying to check if you were okay before leaving the room.

“Oh, no. Everything’s fine.” You gave him a reassuring smile.

“Good, ‘cause if he does anything to ya you can tell me, you know?”

“Stop being an idiot, Raichi,” Kunigami uttered coolly.

“I’m not,” He growled, “I’m just checkin’ she’s okay, ‘cause if she ain’t I ain’t about to leave her with you.”

“We don’t have sex.” You blurted out.

Both men snapped their heads towards you in shock, eyes wide as you felt minuscule in their presence.

“You what?” Raichi’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked towards Kunigami, perplexed, “You don’t fuck?”

“Uh, not yet.” You replied as Kunigami narrowed his eyes at Raichi, stepping forward as though he was about to shove him out of your room.

“What does she see in you?” Raichi scoffed, “Neglecting her for football.”

“I’m not neglecting her,” Kunigami glared at his teammate “She knows the rule.”

“No distractions.” You murmured shyly.

You knew your boyfriend would be proud to score the winning goal, the goal that had his team going into the semi-finals. Excited to get back to your hotel room for the evening to get him to yourself for a few hours before he had to go and do it all again in the morning. Setting his alarm for the same ungodly hour he chose to wake up at just to make sure he had enough time to go for a jog before practice.

“Distractions?” Raichi laughed, “You’re that bad at football you can’t do both?”

“You clearly can’t.” Kunigami bit back, “How many goals did you score tonight?”

“That’s cause Isagi didn’t pass to me, asshole.” Raichi spat back.

You’d known about Kunigami’s rule before you’d started getting serious, laughing when he’d told you about it one night over drinks and dinner. Being with him for so long, you knew how seriously he took his craft, he’d made it clear to you that it had always been his dream to become a professional footballer and you were behind him one hundred percent. But you’d assumed his rule about no vices and no distractions would be loose, or at least easily broken.

Losing count of the number of nights you’d spent unable to fall asleep when Kunigami had left you at your apartment building dripping and needy, those gentle goodbye kisses often turning into sloppy make-out sessions that left you feeling hot and bothered as you grabbed your trusty vibrator to help get you off before bed. Disbelieving that your boyfriend's willpower could be that strong you still continued to try to break him down, sending him suggestive selfies and messages that did little to break his resolve.

“Why’d you think I call it my sexy football, hah?” Raichi grinned. shooting you a smug grin.

“You don’t have a girlfriend,” Kunigami continued, “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh yeah? Try me.” Raichi looked as though he was about to square up to your boyfriend, both men seemingly forgetting you were even in the room as they begun to throw their weight around to try and assert their dominance. 

“The sex must be good.” Raichi took a step towards you, “Is that it, sweetheart? He got a big cock?”

Raichi already knew the answer, he knew from the stolen glances in the changing rooms at Blue Lock that Kunigami was packing.

“I uh— I don’t know.” You felt flustered, a heat rising through your body and boiling to the surface as you tried to pat the flushed feeling away from your cheeks.

With all the lewd photographs you’d sent Kunigami, you’d never received one of anything below the waist. Save for the few that he’d send when he was getting ready for training, or the gym. Although, the bulge beneath his pants was clear to see, especially out on the field. It was no secret that your boyfriend was certainly hiding something below his belt, but you’d never experienced it firsthand. 

“You don’t know?” Raichi raised a brow in confusion, taking a step towards you, “Wait, you’re a virgin?”

It felt awkward admitting it to someone outside the relationship what your sexual status was, a man who was virtually a stranger outside of being Kunigami’s teammate. You nodded your head in affirmation as you glanced back at Kunigami behind Raichi, who had an unreadable expression on his face.

“Come on man, you’re not telling me you haven’t had sex yet?” Raichi shook his head in disbelief, “Look at her—”

“Football is first.” Kunigami replied simply, as though it was the most obvious answer in the world, “I can’t have any distractions.”

“Yet your girlfriend is the biggest distraction there is, just fuckin’ look at her.” Raichi’s eyes shamelessly roamed your body as you felt yourself inch closer to your boyfriend, looking over you as though he was a jaguar poised and ready to pounce on its prey, “Have you even noticed how pretty she is?”

But the thought that you didn’t even know what your own boyfriend looked like, that he hadn’t even allowed you a messy fumble in the dark had Raichi’s cock throbbing beneath his shorts. Even though football was his dream, he’d let his path to becoming the greatest player in the world stray if it meant a moment buried deep inside your warm, wet cunt.

“Of course, I have.” Kunigami found himself rolling his eyes at his old teammate, “But I can’t let it get in the way of being signed—”

“But that doesn’t mean you should leave a pretty little thing like this unsatisfied, ain’t that right, sweetheart?”

You chewed your bottom lip between your teeth as you neglected to answer the question. You’d lost count of the sheer number of times you’d touched yourself to the thought of Kunigami’s head between your thighs, or the sensation of him sinking into you for the first time. Your fingers were no match for how he would actually feel in comparison, you knew from the nights where you’d press yourself back against him in your sleep that he was well endowed, but if only he would show you—

“See, she wants it.” Raichi continued, taking your silence as the answer that he desired, “If she was my girlfriend I think I’d be permanently hard.”

“Yeah, well lucky for you and her, she isn’t your girlfriend.” Kunigami snapped back, clearly irritated by the conversation.

“I don’t know how you manage to focus on the pitch when you have such a hot girl waiting for ya.” He continued pushing your boyfriend's buttons, something he’d learned to do from months of training together, “She’s so distracting.”

Raichi caught you by surprise as he reached out for you, his warm hand cupping your cheek. Calloused skin from years of arduous training as it caught comfortingly against your soft skin, his thumb tilting your chin up to gaze into his eyes.

“I’m not like you,” Kunigami began.

Raichi’s gaze looked ravenous, predatory. As though you were a sheep being led to the slaughter and he was the rapacious wolf.

“I don’t get distracted.” You missed the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly, the thoughts of giving into his desires now at the forefront of his mind.

“Oh, I know you ain’t nothing like me,” Raichi smirked, his warm breath fanning across your cheeks as he leaned impossibly closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. If you just made the slightest movement—

“Back off, Raichi,” Kunigami growled to your left, his nostrils flaring as you glanced towards him.

Raichi’s upper lip curled into a snarl as Kunigami broke your gaze from him, his gentle fingertips tightened against your cheeks as he pursed your lips onto a pout.

“Why? Someone's gotta take care of her,” Raichi continued, “Since you clearly ain’t.”

“I take great care of her actually—”

“Yeah? Let’s look at how wet her little panties are and then we’ll see, huh?” Raichi’s grin was almost deranged when he caught the way your eyes rolled at the suggestion, “Oh? You like the sound of that, sweetheart? Want us to see how soaked you are right now?”

“Knock it off, man.” Kunigami snarled.

You were unsure the last time you’d heard your boyfriend sound so indignant, maybe during a match when the referee was about to hand out a yellow for a minor infraction— the disruption to the game preventing him from reaching the goal line to score. Or the stories he’d return home with after stressful practices the ones where he’d spent the rest of the evening sulking because nothing seemed to go right.

“Why don’t you for once ask what she wants?” Raichi moved away from your face and stood back to full height. Still no match for the inches Kunigami had on him, but the domineering aura still surrounded his stature, “When’s the last time you thought about that?”

Kunigami was silent as his golden eyes met your gaze, his jaw tightened as he dwelled on the question. For so long he’d been so selfish, so focused on his own career and goals— his dream. That he never once thought about what you wanted. Too complacent in believing that you were going to be there for him through everything, and you were. You are.

“Thought so.” Raichi scoffed, “You can still be a top player and have some fun, look at Drogba—”

Kunigami remained silent as you watched the gears in his head begin to turn, much like he’d do whilst on the pitch as he tried to choose the next course of action. His next move. Your next move.

“You know your rules are fuckin’ bullshit.” Raichi continued, “You want to, don’t you?”

Raichi turned his attention back to you, and all of a sudden you felt intimidated to have both men waiting for your response. The air in the room felt thick and heavy as you tried to remember to breathe, your heart pounded against your ribcage as you barely breathed out a response.

“Yeah.”

The answer was all it took for the sharp-toothed grin to reappear across Raichi’s cheeks, with a final glance out of the side of his eyes to Kunigami he leaned forward again.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, sweetheart.” Raichi whispered, his large palm curled around your neck to hold it at the nape, calloused pads pressing into the soft skin, “I’ll show him what to do to make you feel good.”

Your gasp was caught in your throat as Raichi brought you into a scorching kiss, his lips hot and heavy as you felt his dominance encapsulate you. His tongue bullied its way between your parted lips as you felt it lash against your teeth, exploring every inch of new territory. He was ravenous as his other hand moved to your hip, squeezing the supple skin as you let out a gentle moan.

While things would often get hot and heavy with Kunigami, especially after a particularly intense football match. He’d never kissed you like this. Breaking it off before it became too intense, too much. The restraint and control learned after years of arduous training and strict regimes, but it often left you feeling hot and bothered as you were left with a racing heart and sticky panties.

Raichi’s fingertips felt scorching as they travelled higher, slipping beneath your shirt to press against your skin. Your hands instantly moved to his broad shoulders to try and give yourself some semblance of reality as you felt him smirk against your lips at the action. Deepening the kiss as his tongue swirled against your own, his gruff grunts swallowed by your mouth as he let his hands roam your body.

Usually, this would be the part where Kunigami would stop, his breath shaky and eyes wild as he tried in vain to calm himself down. His hard cock straining against his shorts as he’d excuse himself to make a drink, or take a cold shower while you were left unsatisfied. But Raichi wasn’t about to stop here—

His hands began to pull your top up your torso, reluctantly breaking the kiss to pull the offending fabric up and over your head as he carelessly let it drop to the floor. Leaning back to catch a glimpse of the pretty black bra you wore that framed your breasts perfectly.

“Black?” He grinned, glancing over at Kunigami, “You know what black underwear means, Kuni?”

“What?” Your boyfriend raised a brow as Raichi let his thumbs stroke against the intricate lace, all teeth showing as he noticed the way your nipples pebbled against the fabric.

“Means she wants to have sex,” He grinned, “Wonder if your knickers match too, sweetheart.”

Kunigami’s eyes widened in surprise, there was no way that’s what the simple colour choice of your undergarments meant. But with the way Raichi’s eyes were roaming your exposed skin he couldn’t help but join him. You looked gorgeous standing under their gaze, the gentle glow of light from the hotel room somehow managed to cast some kind of ethereal glow against your skin as Raichi’s hands slipped around your frame.

“Is this alright?” He whispered uncharacteristically. Knowing that in that moment your answer would’ve meant everything as he waited for your response.

“Yeah,” You smiled softly.

Your heart was racing as Raichi began to fiddle with the clasp.

“You’re acting so cocky but you can’t undo her bra?” Kunigami scoffed, “Just like your football.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Raichi glared, brows furrowed, “I know more than you, wildcard.”

“That’s debatable.” Kunigami rolled his eyes, “Let me do it.”

“You didn’t even wanna fuck her, leaving her neglec—”

“Yes, I do!” Kunigami snapped, cutting him off as a faint hint of pink blush stained his cheeks.

Heating the admission from him had your heart fluttering, remembering those nights when he’d left you unsatisfied and needy whilst questioning whether he even wanted you at all.

“Yeah? So why not do it.” Raichi finally managed to grasp the clasp of your bra as the fabric went lax around your frame, the straps pooled around your elbows and the cups dropped from your soft mounds, exposing your skin to the cool air of the room.

Both men stopped in their tracks at the sight, their argument immediately diminished to silence as they took in the sight of your bare chest.

“Fuck,” Kunigami groaned softly, chewing his bottom lip between his teeth as he couldn’t take his chestnut eyes off you.

“You tellin’ me you haven’t even seen her tits before?” Raichi raised a brow in disbelief as he shot a look towards his teammate.

“No— well, yeah I have.” Kunigami mumbled, “She sends me pictures.”

Raichi’s eyes lit up at the admission, turning his attention back to you as he pulled the needless fabric from your arms, letting it fall to the floor as he honed in on you.

“You sending Kunigami dirty pictures, sweetheart?” He grinned, “You’re filthy, ain’tcha?”

He reached out to pinch one of your hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he tweaked it, tugging it from your body as he watched your lips curl into a pouty whine. Letting go as your breast bounced back into place.

“You’re gonna have to send me those too,” Raichi shot at Kunigami as he palmed your other breast, massaging it softly as you let out a gentle whine, “Can't think of better game motivation than that.”

“You aren’t getting shit.” Kunigami growled, “Those are for my eyes only.”

“That’s alright, I’m sure she’ll take some just for me. Won’t you, sweetheart?” Raichi winked at you as you felt your cunt clench around nothing at the thought.

“You wish.” Kunigami spat back.

Raichi leaned forward, bending at the waist to pull one of your taut nipples into his warm, wet mouth. Your back arched into his touch as you felt his teeth graze the sensitive skin, his tongue circling the soft bud as you tried to keep yourself upright. Your legs quivered as your fingers curled into his messy hair, your nails grazing his scalp as a salacious moan left your lips.

“Why not try it, Kunigami?” Raichi pulled back from your nipple with a pop, his tongue flicking it, “Look how much she likes it.”

You were surprised when Kunigami stepped closer, towering over both of you as a large palm cupped your cheek, meeting your gaze as if to ask for silent permission before he brought you into a sensual kiss.

His other hand reached up to hesitantly palm your naked breast. So used to soft petting and dry humping when you were both fully clothed, it felt exhilarating to have his hands pressed against your naked skin. His restraint was far stronger than your own whenever you were intimate, stopping just before things went too far but you were left dripping in your own slick.

“Rensuke.” His name was swallowed by his lips as he groaned into the kiss at the sound of it uttered so desperately.

“See?” Raichi goaded, “Look how bad she wants it.”

“Do you ever shut the fuck up?” Kunigami broke the kiss to shoot a glare at his teammate.

“You should know better than anyone that I don’t.” Raichi gave him a wide, toothy grin as he rut his hips against your side, allowing you to feel how hard and needy he was for you.

You felt Raichi’s thumbs dip into the hem of your skirt, teasingly tugging at the material before he began to tug it down your plush thighs, shamelessly ogling your naked skin as he caught the hint of your black panties to match the bra that was now forgotten on the floor.

“I fuckin’ knew it,” He grinned when he saw them, “And all lacy and shit too? You’re begging to be fucked, sweetheart.”

Kunigami felt the heat rise in his cheeks as he looked at the tiny piece of cloth that hid your most intimate area, his cock throbbing beneath his shorts as he thought about what lay beneath. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t fucked his fist to the thought multiple times, working out his frustrations in the shower as the loud cascade of water drowned out his groans of pleasure.

“I think you’re a fuckin’ liar, Kunigami.” Raichi pressed, “Ain’t no way you haven’t fucked this yet.”

“I haven’t.” He mumbled. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but Ego’s words continued to ring in his ears about distractions that could stop him from reaching his dream. The wildcard made him come too close to failure, he couldn’t face that again.

“So it must be that you ain’t got a clue what you’re doing then?” He continued.

“I know what I’m fucking doing.” The sound of Kunigami swearing had your clit throbbing as both men bickered beside you.

“Yeah?” Raichi scoffed, turning his attention to you, “You think he knows what he’s doing, sweetheart? Or do you think I could make you cum harder?”

You didn’t answer, already seeing the fury in your boyfriend's eyes as he moved your body as though you weighed nothing. Years of intense training built him into a wall of muscle as you felt the backs of your thighs hit the plush hotel bed, falling back onto the mattress as Kunigami stalked you like prey. Nimble fingers curled into the hem of your panties as he peeled them from your body. Both men watched the way the crotch stuck to your skin from how wet you were, glossy strings of your slick breaking off against your slit and inner thighs as Raichi swore beneath his breath.

“Jesus, Kunigami.” Raichi growled, “How the fuck are you not bedding this every damn night.”

Kunigami couldn’t respond, he wasn’t even sure of the answer himself. Not that he had any experience, but he was certain you had the most perfect pussy he’d ever lay his eyes on. His cock jumped at the sight as the glossy mess of your slick glistened beneath the room's lighting.

“I’d wanna be buried inside her permanently, shit.” Raichi groaned as he tugged his shirt up, pulling it from the back as he displayed his toned muscles.

“Shame she isn’t your girlfriend then, isn’t it?” Kunigami rolled his eyes, flexing his own muscles as a subtle display of dominance.

“You ever had this pretty pussy ate, sweet girl?” Raichi climbed onto the bed beside his teammate as he began to run a palm up your inner thigh, nimble fingers stroking against the apex as he touched dangerously close to your labia, “Look at her— She’s so fucking pretty isn’t she? She deserves it.”

You shook your head wordlessly as you felt like an innocent lamb captured by two hungry wolves. Feasting on you with their predatory gazes as they thought about consuming you whole.

“Let me show you what it feels like, yeah?” Raichi’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned down, unabashedly breathing in through his nose to inhale the scent of you.

“If anyone’s going to be tasting her, it’ll be me.” Kunigami shouldered him roughly, settling himself between your thighs as he shot Raichi a glare.

“Do you even know what you’re doing?” Raichi scoffed.

“Yes.” Kunigami shot back, but you could hear the underlying uncertainty in his tone.

“Yeah? Let’s see then, wildcard.”

Kunigami met your gaze as if asking for silent permission as he lowered himself onto his chest, one of his muscular arms wrapped around your thigh as he took a moment to stare at your glossy slit, your essence dripping from your tiny hole and trickling down the curve of your ass. Whining, you shifted your hips slightly, a silent invitation for him to do something as you felt both men's eyes on your naked body.

“Sorry, princess,” He hummed gently, leaning forward to press a lingering kiss to your clit which had your entire body convulsing. Your hips jerked wildly as Kunigami’s arm tightened around your thigh to stop you from moving away.

“Holy fucking shit, she’s so sensitive.” Raichi groaned, leaning down to palm himself through his shorts.

Kunigami tentatively poked his tongue out to taste you, licking his lips as his warm breath tickled your skin. Gliding it through your messy folds as he found your slick entrance, pressing forward so the tip disappeared inside you. Your hand weaved into his messy hair as you held him tight, your iris’ blown as you tried to control your breathing. The sensation was nothing like you’d ever felt before, certain that your fingers and toys could never replicate the feeling.

“Does that feel good, pretty girl?” Raichi grinned as he moved up the bed to kneel by your face.

“Yeah,” You nodded as Kunigami continued to feast on your cunt, his tongue dipping inside your tight entrance to taste more of you as you languidly rolled your hips into him.

His palm splayed against your soft mound as he used his fingers to spread your lips apart, giving him better access as he slurped on your folds. The soft timber of his groans vibrated against your hole as his nose occasionally nudged your clit.

“Think you can handle sucking my cock while Kunigami eats that pretty pussy?” Raichi stroked your cheek, so unused to seeing this soft, sweet side of him as you nodded obediently.

The change in his expression was swift. A dark, depraved smirk etched into his features as he was quick to pull his shorts down. The heavy weight of his cock flopped out as he let his shorts rest around the curve of his ass. The fat tip was a dark pinkish hue as pre began to bead in his slit, his fist wrapping around his girth to give himself a teasing pump as he noticed the nervous expression on your face.

“You ever sucked cock before, sweetness?” He asked as you shook your head.

“That’s cute, you gonna be good at it. I can tell.” He pressed the tip of his cock against your parted lips as you felt the tacky sensation of his cum coat them. Smearing it against them before you experimentally poked the tip out to taste him.

“Fuuuck, that’s it. Good girl.” He groaned as he pushed forward, watching the head slowly disappear between your parted lips, “Get it all nice and wet for me.”

You moaned around him as you felt the stretch in your jaw from his sheer size, Kunigami’s tongue still persistent inside your cunt as Raichi began a slow, steady pace.

“Jesus christ, Kunigami. What the fuck have you done together? Nothin’?” He groaned, “You got no clue what you’re missing out on.”

Your tongue followed the thick vein on the underside of his cock as you bobbed your head, feeling lightheaded from the combination of pleasure as Kunigami remained buried between your thighs.

“Suck her clit,” Raichi goaded, “Do you even know what that is?”

“Course I fucking do.” Kunigami snarled.

“Then do it, idiot.” Raichi spat back.

You were caught by surprise when Raichi leaned down to press his palm against the back of Kunigami’s head, his fingers weaving into his hair as he tugged roughly. Deliberately moving his lips towards your puffy clit, the sudden sensation had your hips bucking off the bed as you cried out the moment that Kunigami wrapped his lips around the sensitive nub.

“That’s it, she liked that. Didn’t you, sweetheart?” Raichi grinned, “Bet that pretty little pussy is creaming right now. Kunigami add a finger, stretch her out.”

Kunigami followed the instruction as he pressed his middle finger against your tight entrance, groaning against your clit when he felt the way your walls clung to him.

“Curl it up slightly, she’ll love it.” Raichi continued as Kunigami began to pump his finger in and out of your slick heat, curling it slightly but just enough for it to barely brush against the spongy spot inside you.

“Come on, man. Fuckin’ curl it-” Raichi pressed, grunting when your tongue lapped against his slit as you tasted fresh pre, “Can’t even take simple instruction.”

Raichi leaned down between your thighs as he pressed his index finger against your tight entrance, breaching your hole as his digit joined Kunigami’s. Bending his finger almost painfully as he deliberately pushed it against the spot inside you.

“I can do it better,” Kunigami growled as he tried desperately to find that sweet spot inside you.

“Oh yeah? Prove it.” Raichi goaded with a sly smirk.

“Piss off,” Kunigami growled.

“You wanna curl it until you find it,” Raichi grinned, his eyes remaining focused on your face until he got the indication he needed. Your thick lashes fluttered as a sultry moan vibrates against his cock, “There it is.”

Kunigami obediently followed Raichi’s instructions, both men fucking into you gently with their fingers. You felt your toes curl as your legs began to shake, their movements unsynchronised which had both of them simultaneously brushing against the spongy spot inside you and not allowing you a moment's respite.

“Can you feel that? Her little pussy’s clenchin’ she’s gonna cum, aren’t you sweetheart?”

You weren’t sure you could talk, even without Raichi’s cock in your mouth as you felt yourself coming closer to the edge. Kunigami’s lips were still wrapped firmly around your clit as both men tried to outdo each other by roughly fingering you. Blunt nails dragged against your warmth as you felt the coil inside you snap, a desperate moan vibrating against Raichi’s cock as you came hard.

“Fuck, beautiful.” Kunigami moved back to watch you cum, your eyes rolling as your chest began to heave.

“Don’t fuckin’ stop, idiot.” Raichi chastised as he moved his fingers to your puffy clit, pressing all four against it as he began to press fast circles against it, “Help her ride out her climax, Jesus.”

“Fuck,” Your voice was muffled by Raichi’s cock as you felt yourself being goaded towards another harsh climax. Your tight hole clenched around Kunigami’s finger as both men watched intently.

“Gonna cum again, sweetheart?” Raichi cooed, “Show me.”

You couldn’t hold back, your chest heaving as another intense orgasm was stolen from you. The lack of oxygen made it difficult to breathe as you felt your thighs become lax.

“God, she’s so fuckin’ pretty.” Raichi gave a sudden rut of his hips that had the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as you began to cough and splutter around him.

“Oi!” Kunigami growled, moving from his position between your thighs to sit up on his knees. Chestnut eyes gazed down at you with concern as he rubbed soft circles into your thighs, uncaring that your slick was now leaving glistening lines against your skin and dribbling down his chin.

“Shit, baby. I’m sorry.” He smiled apologetically as Kunigami glared at him.

“Careful, asshole,” Kunigami growled, looking as though he was ready to fight him even in this state.

“I said I was sorry, man. Felt too fuckin’ good.” Raichi shrugged, “You liked it though, didn’t you sweetheart?”

You couldn’t respond, your chest still heaving in gulps of air as you tried to calm your racing heart from the two mind-numbing orgasms you’d just been gifted, unsure if you could handle a third.

“Yeah, you did.” He grinned, “It’ll feel even better in your pretty pussy.”

Raichi gave his cock a languid tug as he moved to shift down the bed, a motion that was stopped abruptly by Kunigami who pushed his shoulder back with a harsh shove.

“You’re not putting it in.” He growled.

“Oh, so now you suddenly want to fuck her?” Raichi glared.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck her.” Kunigami bit back.

“Yeah? So why’d you neglect her for so long?”

Neglect.

The word hurt Kunigami. He’d never seen it that way before. So focused on his own career and goals he never once thought to ask about your thoughts or feelings. So certain that you were content in the relationship with him. He’d done everything he could in his power to make sure that you felt loved, cherished and important whenever he was with you, it was difficult to believe that he’d made you feel this way for so long but now he had the chance to make it up to you and he was determined to prove that he could.

“You okay?” Kunigami questioned softly as he lined himself up with your tight entrance, smoothing the tip of his cock through your messy folds to coat himself with your essence.

“Yeah,” You breathed deeply, weaving your arms around his back as you felt him slowly start to breach your walls. The fat tip of his cock stretched you out as you shifted uncomfortably beneath him, trying to ignore the dull ache that was now throbbing through your lower half.

Raichi’s fingers reached out to pinch and tug at your pebbled nipples, trying to distract you from the pain as you felt Kunigami begin to push deeper. His movements were slow and uncertain, worried as though he may hurt you more if he went too fast. But you were choking on air as you tried to pull him deeper, your thighs wrapping around his waist in a feeble attempt to get him to bottom out as you murmured.

“You’re so beautiful,” Kunigami whispered, stroking his fingers against your hips as he began to give quick, shallow thrusts to try and stretch you out more. Watching his cock slowly disappear inside your warmth, “Does it feel good?”

“Yeah,” You exhaled, unsure how else to describe the sensation as Kunigami set a steady pace, “Oh, fuck.”

“Tell me to stop and I’ll stop, okay?” He murmured, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your parted lips as you hummed softly. The dull ache between your thighs slowly morphing into pleasure.

Each forward thrust felt like Kunigami was splitting you open, his thick cock stretching your pliant walls into the shape of him as you clung to his muscular arms. There’s something about the way Kunigami handles you, so full of care and poise— as though he’s terrified that if he’s too rough he might break you, preventing the cracks like cradling fine bone china.

“Fuck her properly,” Raichi rolls his eyes, noticing the way his teammate gently cants his hips forward. His strong hands moved down to Kunigami’s hips as he grips him tight, pushing him forward to plunge his thickness deeper inside you as you let out a salacious groan.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Kunigami growls, his hand flailing wildly behind him in an attempt to shove Raichi away, still buried deep inside your warm heat.

“Move your hips like this,” Raichi’s fingertips pushed into Kunigami’s sides hard, angling him slightly so the curve of his cock was brushing against the same spot inside you with each forward motion. Delving deeper instead of catching against your inner walls and making you wince, the slightest change now had you crying out in pleasure.

“That’s it,” He grinned, “See— look how much she fuckin’ loves it.”

You’re so wet, so warm, so tight— it has Kunigami’s mind reeling as he rocks his hips into you, chestnut eyes focused on your reaction with each languid movement. The change in angle has him seemingly deeper inside you, as the tip of his cock fucks deep enough to meet your cervix.

“More, fuck— Ren. Please, fuck me hard.”

“Listen to her, practically begging for it,” Raichi grins, reaching up to palm one of your bouncing breasts, “You’ve had her desperate and needy for too long, Kunigami.”

He obliges as the sheer force of his thrusts have you squealing out for him, fat tears now clinging to your thick lashes as they blur your vision. Quickly blinking them back in order not to obscure the view of your boyfriend ploughing into your body above you. Even on the pitch, you’ve yet to see him this ravenous, this hungry. Your nails dig into the expanse of his arms as you leave crescent-shaped moons in their wake, certain to leave marks, reminders of this night together.

“How many times have you played with this sloppy pussy to the thought of this, huh?”

You can’t even answer, any coherent thoughts fled from your mind the moment you felt Kunigami slide his thick cock inside your eager cunt. The only thing that matters to you now is the pleasure building inside your core, tightening with every pronounced thrust. The slick sound of his balls slapping against your ass fills the room as you try desperately to try and match his rhythm. The attempts were futile from this position as you can do nothing more but lay there and take everything Kunigami has to give you.

“Oi,” Raichi prompts, his calloused fingers pinching at your taut nipple roughly, “Answer the question, pretty girl.”

“What question?” You mumble deliriously as Kunigami hits that same spot inside you with such precision.

“How many times you touched yourself to the thought of this?” He almost growls, fingers pinching and pulling your hardened buds as you whine.

“A lot.” You feel the air caught in your throat when your walls begin to clamp down around Kunigami, your orgasm hovering over you as he continues sending you over the edge.

“Thought so, you dirty girl.” Raichi smirks, teeth gleaming beneath the harsh lights as your fingers fist the white hotel sheets, “That’s why this pussy's so greedy, huh?”

You’re certain you can’t last much longer, not with the way Kunigami is plunging inside your tight heat, every single thrust has him pushing you further up the mattress towards the headboard as his entire body is practically on top of you now, making you feel minuscule in comparison as he continues his pace.

“Rensuke,” You whispered, “I’m gonna cum.”

The admission has Kunigami’s pace faltering, a choked “shit” leaving his lips as his hips stutter inside you. Warm hands holding your thighs even tighter as you're certain his grip will bruise your soft skin.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” Raichi cooed, “This is what you wanted, wasn’t it?”

The words seem to have Kunigami moving with more vigour, as though he’s desperate to have you bolting into your own pleasure before he finds his. The molten heat radiating from between your thighs is scorching, your slick coating your skin and making him stick to you comfortably as he wrecks your tight cunt.

“Someone to ruin your sloppy little pussy.” Raichi’s words did nothing to satiate the desire building inside you,

“Shit, shit, shit,” You cry in time with each rough thrust Kunigami gives you, unable to hold back any longer, “I’m cumming.”

The dam inside you finally bursts as you feel yourself succumb to the pleasure coursing through you. A jumbled cry of Kunigami’s name spills from your lips as your release trickles around his thick cock, your walls clamping down around him as he follows you into euphoria.

“Fuck,” Kunigami snarled, his hips stuttering as his climax caught him off guard. Unable to stop himself as he came deep inside you. Scorching hot spurts of cum coat your inner walls as he fills you with his release, fucking it deeper inside you as he gives a few more shaky cants of his hips before he’s pulling himself from your warmth, creamy rings of your slick glistening around the base of his softening cock as he collapses beside you on the bed.

Raichi immediately pulls one of your thighs up towards him at the top of the bed, causing Kunigami to spit out a harsh “Careful.” as he practically moved you like a Ragdoll.

“Can I, sweetheart?” His thick tip smooths through your wet folds, coating himself in your slick as his head nudges your sensitive clit, “Promise I’m clean.”

“That’s debatable.” Kunigsmi scoffed.

“Man, fuck you.” Raichi shot his friend a glare before gazing back down at you, “Please?”

You stare up at him in a daze as you nod, your hips jerking when you feel him tap the underside of his cock against your clit.

“Need to hear you say it, sweetheart. Try again.” He coos.

“Yeah,” You mumble, “Yes, please.”

Raichi doesn’t waste a moment before his hard cock was buried deep inside your sopping cunt, feeling the final tremors of your climax as your walls clenched around him.

“Oh, fuck.” He groans, “Such a slut letting me fuck you raw, ain’tcha.”

You were embarrassed by the crude squelch your cunt made each time Raichi drove his hips forward, the stretch and the mixture of cum had your cheeks inflamed as you tried to hide your face with your palms.

“Aw, baby. Don’t hide your pretty face,” Raichi cooed, one of his palms reaching up to wrap around your wrist to show him your face again, “Listen to how sloppy your little pussy is. Making such pretty noises for me.”

His other hand pressed your thigh up, changing the angle as your knee was positioned near your face. The movement increased the lewd sounds as you felt your tits bounce with each harsh thrust. Unlike Kunigami, Raichi showed no care or concern for your comfort. Fucking into your pliant body with vigour as he chased his own release, the slick sounds only goading him on as you felt his balls slap against your ass with each vigorous thrust.

“Acting all sweet and innocent,” Raichi cooed, “But you’re a slut aren’t you, pretty girl?”

A rough hand caught the curve of your ass, slapping against your upper thigh as you cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The contrast in the way either manhandled you had you throbbing around Raichi’s cock as Kunigami sat up to stop him.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He snarled, a darkness to his tone that you weren’t sure you’d heard before, the sound had your tight cunt clamping down around Raichi’s cock.

“Fuck— come on, man. She fucking loves it, don’t you?” He gave you another smack and the moan that left your throat was damn near sinful, “See. God, your sloppy pussy is making such a mess of my cock. Or is that you, Kunigami.”

Raichi leaned back to shamelessly stare down at where your bodies were connected, the loud squelch of your cunt intensifying as he saw the mixture of juices glistening against his cock.

“What a messy little pussy,” He smirked, “You got no idea how much I’ve thought about this, sweetness.”

His admission had you struggling for air, your heart racing as he continued his fast, harsh pace. Everything about him was a stark contrast to your soft and sensual lover Kunigami. Each stroke had a brute force behind it that had you crying out, your boyfriend's warm palm stroking your face to ease the tension as he pressed a soft kiss to your dewy temple. His other hand was wrapped around his throbbing cock, the site of you laying back so salaciously had him groaning deep and guttural in his chest as he pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips. 

You hesitantly reached out to wrap your hand around Kunigami’s cock instead, pulling another deep groan from his lips as he watched you slowly stroke his cock while Raichi continued driving his hips forward into you. His larger palm wrapped around yours to tighten your grip against his length as he set a consistent pace, his hips jerking up off the bed as he fucked into your fist. 

“Gonna make such a mess of this pretty pussy,” Raichi groaned.

Raichi’s fingers dug into your thighs almost uncomfortably as he held onto both for leverage, feeling him almost fold you in two as his sweaty body stuck to your skin.

“Jesus, Kunigami.” Raichi growled, “How the fuck are you not bedding this every damn night.”

There was a predatory glint in Raichi’s eyes as his gaze seared into your skin, the hungry desire all-consuming as you thought he may devour you whole. Sweat beaded against his temples as he set his relentless pace, the crude squealing sound only echoed around the hotel room as you allowed him to use your body as he pleased.

“I’d wanna be permanently buried inside her.” He continued, “She’s so fuckin’ tight.”

“Yeah, well it’s a shame you’ll only get this one chance, huh?” Kunigami spat back, “So you better enjoy it while you can.

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” He smirked back with a challenging glint in his eyes.

Both men bickered as though you weren’t even in the room, as though one wasn’t currently buried balls deep inside your tight, warm heat. The mushroomed head of his cock hitting the deepest part of you with each buck of his hips, the thick veins running along his length dragging against your spongy walls with each movement that had you hurtling towards another climax like a train about to derail.

“Fuck,” You whined as you felt Raichi hit deep inside you, the pleasure coursing through your body and lumping in your throat as you clung to the sheets beneath you, your nails digging into the soft cotton as you were certain you were tearing holes in it.

“Yeah?” He grinned down at you with sharp teeth, “You like that, pretty girl?”

“I fuck you better than Kunigami ever could, huh?” He smirked down at you, giving a harsh thrust for emphasis.

“Shut the hell up,” Kunigami growled, the sound breaking off into a whine as you circled your hand over the tip of his cock, gathering the pre beading at the slit as you used it as lubrication to drag down his length. 

“You can’t get mad at me for speaking facts, bro.” Raichi spat back cockily as he continued to roll his hips.

“If you stopped worrying about what everyone else is doing maybe you wouldn’t end up benched for every game.”

“You fuckin’ prick, I’ll kill—” Raichi snarled, leaning forward to swipe at his teammate.

“Can you stop arguing?” You groaned.

“Aww, you feeling neglected, sweetheart?” Raichi’s voice oozed with faux sympathy, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of ya.”

Reaching between your connected bodies with a sly grin as he pressed a calloused thumb to your puffy clit, spinning rough circles against it as he felt your walls clamp down around him in response.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Cream my cock,” Raichi cooed, “You just needed someone to show you what to do, didn’t you?”

You can’t hold back, not with Raichi’s cock moulding you into the shape of him, fucking Kunigami’s cum even deeper inside you as the lewd squelch fills the room. Both men’s eyes are on you, watching your every move with intense depravity that has you feeling completely perceived, wanted, and desired. The desire building inside you becomes harder to hold onto, and the need to satiate the molten fire inside you becomes too much to bear.

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” You cry out, feeling Raichi’s thumb speed up against your clit, “Oh my god-”

You can’t think straight, all you can think about is the white hot pleasure coursing through your veins as Raichi continues his ruthless pace. He’s got your toes curling and your eyes rolling back as he coaxes you towards your climax, daring you to come undone for him. So he can see you melt into nothing more than a puddle beneath him as he continues his assault on your pliant body.

“Go on then, pretty girl. Cum all over my cock,” Raichi grins.

You’re mind is hazy as he presses against your clit with more fevour, demanding that you succumb to the ecstasy flowing through you and submit to him, almost choking on the spit pooling in your throat as you forget how to breathe. The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before as he has you dancing on the edge of another mind-numbing release. Certain that you’ll never be able to go back to using your fingers or toys again, not when you’ve found euphoria like this.

Raichi deliberately angles every precise thrust towards your g-spot, hitting it with tenacity each time he cants his hips forward into you. Your messy essence sticks to the hairs at the base of his cock as you coat him in your release. A bright smile breaks out against his features as he stares down at you like the cat that got the cream when he feels you beginning to convulse against him.

“That’s it, good girl. Good fuckin’ girl.” Both men watch as you thrash beneath him, your mind completely blank as you fall apart for them, your climax crashing into you like a tidal wave as you let out a debauched moan.

“So fuckin’ tight.” Raichi continues as your walls clamp down around him in a carnal attempt to milk him of his release, and you don’t even try to stop him as you watch him give a few more chaotic thrusts into your worn cunt.

“Don’t you dare cum inside her.” Kunigami snarls.

But the words fall on deaf ears as Raichi becomes lost in his own pleasure. Chasing his own high as he buries himself inside you to the hilt, the matted hairs at the base of his cock tickling your clit as he meets his own end. His heavy balls tighten as he begins to release hot, sticky spurts of cum inside your abused hole.

“Fuck,” Kunigami grunted as he followed you both into his own bliss, his release spilling out onto your hand and his thighs as he gave a few more lazy ruts into your tight fist before turning to glare at his teammate. 

“What did I fuckin’ say, asshole. You can’t take simple instruction.” Kunigami snarled, “This is why you’re always benched.”

“It’s not my fault.” He groaned, pulling out to watch the mixture of cum leaking from your fluttering hole, “I had to fuck ‘er full of you it’s the least you could do.”

“I thought you were supposed to be experienced.” Kunigami continued, grimacing when he noticed the cum covering his palm and thighs.

“Lasted longer than you, asshole.” Raichi scoffed, “You’ve felt this sloppy pussy now so you should get it.”

Raichi’s hands shamelessly slipped down to spread your lips apart, watching the mixture of cum slowly seeping out of you in thick rivulets and onto the soft sheets beneath you.

“Besides, you liked it didn’t you, pretty girl?” He cooed.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up, princess,” Kunigami whispered to you softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Yeah, has your room got that massive shower too?” Raichi grinned as he stood from the bed in all his naked glory, his soft cock still glistening with your slick.

“Who said you were invited?” Kunigami replied coolly.

“Aw, don’t be like that Kunigami.” Raichi smirked, “Not after I’ve just seen your girl naked.”

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“I think I’m in love with my best friend.”

“I think I’m in love with my best friend.” He utters.

Of all the things he could’ve predicted, loving you wasn’t what he anticipated. He doesn’t know how it happened or why it happened, but this sudden moment of epiphany set off a slew of thoughts. 

He tossed and turned his body constantly, completely sprawled in bed to forget about those bubbling feelings to find some rest; however, those underlying thoughts of you flooded his mind, like a ferocious tsunami. 

He never imagined a simple friendship with you could grow into him being utterly infatuated with you. Admittedly, you’re kind, strong, smart, and even beautiful, but you are just a friend, and it would never work out.  He’s too difficult for anyone to handle; hell, he can barely handle himself at times and he knows he can be a jerk. But the more his brain tries to rationalize his feelings, the more his heart takes the lead. 

He couldn’t stop the wave of “whys” and “hows” from washing over his clouded mind. What was it that made him feel this way? Was it the way you smile so happily or how contagious your laugh is? Was it the way you talk so passionately or how your eyes light up whenever something even remotely sparks your interest? Whatever it may be, he sees you differently: more than a friend, more than a sibling, more than just someone. He sees you. 

And now, he feels different. It’s all too foreign for him to grasp what’s stirring up inside him, especially when he yearns for something more. It’s like something is urging him to do everything with you, whether it’s something significant or simple, from wanting to travel the world with you to telling you all of his dirty jokes.

He lies in his scrunched sheets and stares at the ceiling, lost in thought, contemplating the “what ifs”. What if it does work out? Maybe, he can love you. But, can you love him too?

He doesn’t know how this new chapter in his life will end, but he knows for certain he wants to start it with you.

RIN, Sae, Oliver, Kaiser, Isagi, Barou, CHIGIRI, RAICHI, Karasu, Hirori, Tokimitsu, or any of your favs <3

[vmlnrznotfound]

m.list

headcanons

how trustworthy are blue lock boys with your personal diary.

how the protective blue lock brothers react to their sister dating.

dating blue lock boys(nagi, sae).

the shy girl says she loves you!

my girl is mad at me, i hope i die.

my girl is mad at me, i hope i die.[pt2]

my girl is mad at me, i hope i die.[pt3]

michael kaiser

my girl is mad at me, i hope i die.[pt4]

when judgment meets curiosity.

the smug misfire.

the red cup revelation.

a day with slime, toffees and babytalks.

isagi yoichi

when sauce spills and heart reveals.

somewhere down the road !series!

crimson stains and secret blushes.

lovable nerd.

thirst and thigh rest.

itoshi sae

saving the galaxy and morning irritations.

lip balm and lip clash.

tension and tenderness.

where the swing swayed: love, loss and reconciliation.

itoshi rin

first kiss.

sunset hues and restless hearts.

echoes of a pink hairclip.

nagi seishiro

when dreams turn real.

wake up, seishiro!

shidou ryusei

when walls become our first home.

pocky, pink, lollipops and love.

oliver aiku

push ups and rumours.

past flavours and present feelings.

trapped with temptation.

karasu tabito

in between the pages.

hiori yo

maps we draw ourselves.

[lunanami]

STILL GOT BITE ! — BLUE LOCK.

how various blue lock characters eat their s/o out !

characters: gin gagamaru, rensuke kunigami, shoei barou, jingo raichi.

notes: all characters depicted are over the age of 20. written with a curvier reader in mind, and is also my first time writing for most of these characters so feedback is welcomed!

warnings: oral (recieving), edging (kunigami) , fingering (kunigami), squirting (kunigami), overstim (kunigami+ barou), cum eating (barou), name calling (barou), 69 (raichi), heavy d/s dynamics (raichi), facefucking (raichi). afab reader, but no pronouns used.

wc: ~1k

gagamaru is a service dom through and through — the type of man that can be satisfied with only his partner getting off, with the only caveat being that he gets to taste their sweet cunt.

usually when he returned from playing (whether it be training or a proper game) and was rather stressed, he sought solace between your plush thighs. it didn't matter what you were up to, really. if you were on a zoom call for work, he's sneaking under the desk. if you're busy cooking, he's on his knees already. if you're on the phone to a friend, he doesn't care. the bottom line is that when gin wants a taste of you, he'll get it — he's addicted to tasting your pussy!

he always began slow, peeling away your clothing and making you a hot mess before he'd even lay eyes on your pussy. gagamaru whispered soft, sincere praises as he trailed kisses along your inner thighs, worshipping every inch of you — the man adored seeing you tremble in excitement. he continued to take his time, no matter what. you could tangle your fingers in his hair and begin to grind against his tongue if you were truly desperate, but part of you enjoyed being treated like a complete and utter princess.

kunigami always makes a point to go down on you before you get his cock. he's not the biggest fan of quickies, as he always wants you to be best prepared for taking his thick shaft.

typically, he would tease you a tad, sloppily making out with you as he rubbed your wet slit through your panties. the weak moans of "ren..." from you never failed to have him weak at the knees. as soon as your cunt is uncovered, he licks a thick stripe from your hole to your clit, wasting not a mere moment when it comes to wrapping his lips around the bud.

due to his stature, kunigami could always use his strength to subdue your writhing — which is precisely what he does. one of his large hands tends to rest on your hips or lightly on your stomach, firmly keeping you in place. it is only ever with one arm though, for the other quickly become occupied pistoning his thick fingers in and out of your drooling cunt, prepping you for the inevitable stretch that would take place.

sometimes, when he was feeling slightly harsher, kunigami would refuse to allow you to cum before you were split open on his dick. whenever he would hear your breathing hitch in a particular way, or feel your gooey walls flutter around his digits, he'd simply pull away. he's certainly not above ruining countless orgasms for you too. that being said, he did soon realize that the more overstimulated your pretty cunt was, the easier he could make you squirt for him.

barou has an inhumane amount of stamina, so he tends to go multiple rounds with you. although he wouldn't always begin with eating you out, he found out quite quickly into being with you that he was deeply into lapping his own cum out of your overstimulated cunt.

it wasn't because he adored the taste of himself of anything so narcissistic, for the primary reason he loved it was that he got to hear your shaky, meek voice while he messily cleaned you up, adoring the way that your strong thighs wrapped around his skull. he noticed that the closer he got to your puffy, swollen clit, the more that they would squeeze his head.

barou was always amused, smirking into your cunt as you whined and whimpered about how it was "too much", yet your fingers still laced through his dark locks and tugged him closer to you. everytime that he came up for a breath, he punctuated it with a combination of praise and light name calling, chiding you for being his "messy fuckin' slut" or reminding you "how fucking good that cunt tastes," — he definitely has a dirty mouth, now in a couple of ways rather than just the one.

usually, after you've finished at least once on his mouth and he's hard again, barou's cock is buried inside of you once again, thrusts harsh and unwavering as his hips collided with your own. you made sure that he always had full control over your body, trusting him without an ounce of doubt, and let him swing your legs wherever he wanted, or toss you around however he so pleased — his "perfect fuckdoll", as he liked to growl at you.

raichi is the messiest eater on this list. he's a little (a lot) more on the selfish side, so naturally you ended up in a 69 position a lot. he ensured you were comfortable on your back before allowing you to lap at his mushroomed tip. that being said, any display of mercy that the striker displayed was far from long lasting.

it was never more than ten minutes before raichi was fucking your throat, a mess of drool and pre dirtying your face. any moans from him went straight into your cunt, quite literally. teeth, spit, drool, slick — everything you could think of, quickly became spread all over your labia and inner thighs as he ate you out.

he's not huge on dirty talk, so encouragements came in the form of his hips bucking faster or his grunts and groans that vibrated around your clit. another thing about this position that really got him going was that you couldn't scurry away. of course the two of you had both a safe word and a signal (in case your mouth was too occupied), but you adored raichi's roughness. he could rip multiple orgasms from you before even spilling his load in your mouth, and he wasn't satisfied until his tongue was aching from tiredness.

© lunanami, '23. | do not repost, translate, or share on other platforms. reblogs and feedback is always extremely appreciated !

[planetxiao]

sleepover with the bllk boys!! bonus points for my baby raichi <3 xoxo also don’t worry about being rusty with non-hcs, it happens to the best of us baby ❤️‍🩹

# STAY THE NIGHT

�� bachira meguru ; raichi jingo ; itoshi rin x reader

⟢ fluff, headcanons // what a sleepover with the blue lock boys is like <3

𖤐 BACHIRA MEGURU

Bachira is ecstatic when you agree to stay the night! He loves spending time with you, especially being able to cuddle you through the long hours of the night. So, Bachira is pretty much down to do anything as long as it means doing it with you.

You have the great idea of doing face masks together, to which Bachira eagerly obliges and waits for you to pull out the face masks from your bag. You tie his bangs back, kissing his forehead, before applying the pineapple scented face mask. He insists on doing yours in return, and you let him, giggling at his enthusiasm. He smeared the cool mask across your face, a content smile playing on his lips. You can’t help the adoration that seeps into your gaze as he continues. When he finishes, he gives a quick peck to your lips and hums, “All done.”

After the masks had dried and you both had taken them off, you could feel exhaustion start to spread through your body. Bachira ushers you into bed with him, quick to situate you both comfortably; by that, i mean he drapes most of his body over you, with his head resting on your chest and arms wrapped around your waist. Together, you just aimlessly scroll through your for you page on Tik Tok, laughing quietly and yearning for the delicious food that comes across your screen. Soon enough, Bachira’s chuckles are replaced with small snores, and you take a second to admire how peaceful he looks as he sleeps. You leave a small kiss on the crown of his head, finding yourself also drifting off within the comforting warmth of his hold.

𖤐 RAICHI JINGO

Sleepovers with Raichi either go exactly how you’d expect them to or the exact opposite of what you’re prepared for. Your boyfriend is quite the character, so it’s best to expect the unexpected. That being said, his nighttime routine is actually completely tame (the unexpected). Your night starts with cooking dinner together, which ends up being Raichi doing most of the work because he’s a picky eater, but also a really good cook.

After you both finish your meals, you follow Raichi into the bathroom where you do your skincare routines. Raichi even has the headband with the cat ears on top, and he hands you a matching one (that he will never admit he bought for you specifically). He glances at you in the mirror as you both clean your faces, these small gazes not going unnoticed by you. While you rub the cleanser into your cheeks, he gives a little huff, “You’re not doing it right.” He gently moves your face to look at him with a finger hooked under your chin and begins ‘fixing’ what you were doing. His ministrations are soft compared to his grumbles, and with him this close, you find it hard not to stare at his cute focused expression. After some seconds of this, Raichi pulls his hands away. “There,” he mumbles. You can feel your cheeks burning a bit while you wash the suds away and dry your face. As you finish up, Raichi ruffles your hair and leaves the bathroom, hiding the scarlet that tints his skin.

Raichi makes a lot of room for you on the bed while waiting for you to settle in, though you still choose to cuddle into his chest. You watch as he sifts through different movies on the TV, putting on one that you know he doesn’t care for but you love. The way your lips tug upwards is instant as warmth spreads in your chest. You glance up at him with an amorous glint in your irises, just admiring how sweet your boyfriend was underneath his gruff exterior. He catches your stare and meets it with one of his own, eyebrows furrowing as he asks, “What?” You plant a kiss on his lips before commenting, “You’re just a big softie, huh, Raichi Jingo?” He turns his head away from you, though you still manage to catch his reddening cheeks as he mutters, “Shut up.”

𖤐 ITOSHI RIN

Rin is so nonchalant about you staying over. He offers it up as if it’s obvious that you’d be staying the night, which you find rather amusing. You also find it kind of cute that sometimes he just assumes that you’re staying rather than asking (it’s because he wants to spend more time with you but he won’t actually say that out loud). So, these nights tend to be more spur of the moment things.

Rin offers to put on a movie, which you agree to and promptly forget the main genre of movie he consumes: horror. He is a rather big horror movie connoisseur, you noticed, as evident in the myriad titles of DVDs written in bloody font that sit on his shelf. He picks one out before turning to you and holding it up, a silent way of asking ‘this one okay?’ You nod, not knowing you’d live to regret that decision later. It’s as if the movie had taken every horror aspect and packed it into two hours. Two dreadful hours of watching between the slits of your fingers and hiding your face in Rin’s shoulder. Rin was unaffected throughout the entire film, but that was to be expected, you suppose.

Unsurprisingly, you find it quite hard to fall asleep. Rin had already fallen asleep facing away from you, leaving you to think about the scenes alone. You’re able to find some form of solace by scooting closer to him and resting your head against his back, just being close to him bringing you comfort. However, your movements happen to stir Rin from his sleep, and he turns his head a bit to groggily ask what you’re doing. You tense up, knowing you’ve been caught, but take it as an opportunity to ask him for something. “I can’t sleep because of the movie, could you… hold me until I fall asleep?” He rasps out a comment about you being a big baby before rolling onto his back for you. You don’t waste time resting your head on his chest while his arms hesitantly wrap around you. Being in his arms immediately takes a great weight off of your chest, enough to make your eyelids heavy and drowsiness spread throughout your body. As you finally drift off, Rin’s hold on you tightens ever so slightly. He’s relieved you’re able to fall asleep; now, you can’t see how flushed he is.

note: raichi’s part might be ooc but that’s okay ++ these turned out longer than i had anticipated but i hope you enjoy them nana!! <3 i’m so sorry these took so long to get out! and thank you for the kind words 💗

[reotheworld]

Hsbsjsh are you taking requests perhaod(?) If so can uou make a uhh maybe like a smut hc for gagamaru/raichi/yukimiya shbsjsjsjs 😭😭🙏 ngl I'm down bad for yhem (also thank youu in advance if you decided to make it ehe)

my heart tickles, my lips tickle

❝ i'm curious about everything about you, you make me high❞

➜ nsfw headcanons | ft. gagamaru, raichi, yukimiya

➜ fem!reader

an: i might as well just write for these three too : )

sugar level: 100% | mdni!

Gagamaru:

• Certainly has size kink. The body proportion between him and his s/o gives him a sense of dominance over her. Yet despite so, he showers her with love and admiration. He loves that the fact that she's small yet can take all of him so well. • Loves looking into your eyes as he ruts his hips into yours. A sucker of making eye contact; his eyes containing much love while his body is overflowing with pleasure. Seeing your fucked out expression leaves him drunk on you. • Doesn't entirely mind if you command him, especially when you're riding his cock, you having full control of him. Would especially moan loudly as you circular move your hips around him.

Raichi:

• Won't shut the fuck up and won't shut the hell up. If Raichi wants to turn you into a wet puddle then he will do so. Fucking you from behind? Spanking your bum? Whispering dirty words into your ear? He'll do it. • If you've been a good girl and followed his rules, then he'll bless you with his skillful tongue! It doesn't matter if he's kneeling by the foot of the bed or has you sitting on his face, he'll have you in either position, making sure you feel how his tongue is lapping inside you. • If you want something, make sure you beg for it. He wants to hear you chant his name like a prayer, beg him to have it your way. With your fucked out expression, how will Raichi say no to you?

Yukimiya:

• Doesn't matter if it's giving or receiving, Yukimiya will shower you with words of love and adoration, one that has you becoming a blushing mess. Your pretty cunt taking him so well? Loving how his cock fills you up? He'll make you feel perfect. • To have you in the most compromising positions is a must for him. With this, he would love to explore the many different positions with you. He'll memorize every curve of your body with the run of his hands. • He wants you but his teammates are outside? Good luck on keeping quiet! Even in risky moments, he'll still have his way with you. Teasing and whispering dirty things into your ear, watching you try so hard to be quiet. You accidentally let out a whiny sound? Music to his ears.