#rui mizuki x mc smut

[pinkaditty]

(let's conveniently ignore his curse)

rui and marathon sex. that's it that's the ask

no anon you're so correct

every time y'all send in an ask that's juicy like this it lights a fire under my ass. i can't decide if i love putting this much effort in2 silly asks or hate it. regardless, enjoy:

a/n: probably the last time im writing smut 4 a little while. i need 2 get back 2 writing some romance bc im no longer proud of my smut rn and i wanna write something sweet or biology-based </3 im burnt out of smut man i need haku 2 hug me or something

summary: marathon sex with rui. he's so needy.

cw: slight dom!reader, sub!char, reader is receiving and is afab, penetrative sex obviously, etc etc. MINORS DNI!!!!!!!

Marathon sex with Rui. Walk with me here:

The touch-starved, lonely womanizer finally gets his hands on someone without fear of sucking the life out of them. Old habits die hard, y'know...he's gonna suck the life out of you another way.

You're not sure how long it's been. If you had to guess, it's been anywhere from two to seven hours- either way, it's been a while. A long, long while. You'd love to complain, but you were certain your complaints would fall on deaf ears, and you were much too weak from back-to-back orgasms to say much. You were somewhere between being held hostage and being an enthusiastic, willing participant. It depended on whether your brain was clouded with pleasure or not. You couldn't tell whether Rui had experience or not, but regardless, his precise yet desperate ministrations with his tongue seemed to do you in pretty quickly.

He'd chosen to bury himself between your thighs at one point, and you'd lost count of how many orgasms you'd had since he started. His hands kneaded the flesh of your thighs, fingers sinking into the plush skin before releasing and finding another area to knead. He was desperate to touch all of you, and despite being at this for a while, still hadn't seemed to get enough. His tongue still wasn't tired, forming gentle circles around your clit, lapping at your folds from top to bottom, softly sucking at the juices that sprung forth from you. A mix of his saliva and your juices dribbled down his chin and soaked the sheets of his bed. Your hands were pressed against his head, gripping at his blonde hair and futilely attempting to push the ghoul away from you. It hasn't escaped your attention that he's enjoying this, his hips rolling forward into his bed, seeking friction. Despite your weakend state, you feel another one coming on. He must know it too, as he hums excitedly and returns his focus to your clit. You cry out, your hands gripping his hair harder and switching between pulling him closer and pushing him away, his head barely following your hands. The coil in your groin grows tighter, and your clit quivers in anticipation. Your vision blurs all over again, and you brace yourself, feeling your legs tremble. One more gentle stroke of his tongue against your clit, and you're bursting, arcing your back and pulling his head further into you. He gladly follows your pull this time, letting you ride it out on his face, his hips still thrusting into the bed beneath him.

As your orgasm finally simmers down, you let go of his hair, your arms collapsing on either side of you. You pant heavily, your legs still trembling with aftershock. You are only allowed a few moments of respite before Rui starts again; slow, gentle licks upon your clit. You cry out again, and reach for him, pushing his head away urgently. "Rui. Rui, baby, please, please. I don't think I can take anymore. No more." You words are punctured by loud moans, your clit beginning to feel sore and your mind overwhelmed with overstimulation.

Reluctantly, at your pleas, he pulls back, his hips ceasing their movements as well. He stares up at your face, licking his lips clear of your essence and wiping the rest of it off his chin. He shimmies himself upwards, pulling himself over you and laying his head between your breasts, giving you a soft pout and puppy eyes, pleading silently. His eyes are clouded with lust, his cheeks are flushed red, and his lips are swollen from working at your folds for so long. You're certain you probably appear the same way, feeling heat flush through you from his gaze boiling with hunger.

You manage to resist him, shaking your head. "Noooo. No. Bad boy." You push your palm into his forehead, rejecting his advances. He groans, but doesn't concede. He shifts his head, brushing his lips over your hardened nipple. You don't have any time to react before his mouth suddenly closes over it, sucking harshly. He pushes himself further up your body to steady himself and you feel his leaking tip press against your thigh. You stiffen, biting your lip to stifle a moan. Your sore clit jumps as Rui teases your nipple, flicking it with his tongue and sucking on it as he does. Your hands fly to his head, gripping his hair tightly. He moans deeply and you feel his cock jump against your thigh. You can't tell if he's doing it on purpose or not, but his tip shifts across your thigh, getting dangerously close to your folds.

"Come now, Rui..." Despite your tone, your voice is soft, weakened by the continuous moans forced from your throat. "What did I tell you? I can't take any more." You watch him helplessly as he eagerly sucks at your nipple, releasing it and catching your gaze at his words.

He pouts and moves closer to you, staring at you insistently. "Come on, please," he pleads, lowering his head to the crook of your neck, speaking between gentle kisses, "I promise I'll be good. I'll stop if it's too much." His voice is somehow still clear, flirty tone present in his words. His kisses become licks, his tongue trailing down your neck. You shiver in response, appeased by the promise of more to come, but simultaneously apprehensive about your already sore clit. When you take some time to mull it over, he pauses, lifting himself up to gaze down at you. He's pouting again, looking at you pleadingly as though that would be enough to change your opinion. It almost works.

His gaze darkens just slightly, and he dives by your neck, lips pressing into the shell of your ear. "Come on, please?" He begins to thrust his hips forward, his hardened length rubbing against your swollen core. "I have so much more to give you..." His words trail off into a soft moan, his tip nearly slipping inside you. He continues moving his hips, rubbing himself against you, pleading with you for permission, sultry tone to his voice that works to melt you every time.

You sigh, combing your fingers through his hair. "You're so needy." His tip once again presses against your folds harshly, just enough pressure to not slip in.

Rui nods into your neck, mumbling as his mind becomes clouded with need. "Yeah, I am. Please, please please please, come on, I'll be good."

Without a word, you wrap your legs around him, trapping him. You cling to him, preparing yourself for his needy thrusting.

He murmurs multiple 'thank you's into your neck, muffling them with kisses along your jawline. He reaches down to maneuver himself inside, pausing only to rub his head up and down your slit. You feel him twitch excitedly. His breaths puff against your skin, hitting just below your ear. You were excited too, feeling your body tense up as you wait for him. Your walls clench eagerly around nothing, waiting to be full. At last, he pushes inside, slowly filling you up with his length.

It doesn't matter how many times you've done it. To Rui, it will always be like heaven. It shows in how he hardly waits to start thrusting, how he sucks multiple hickeys into your neck to muffle his moans, how he keeps a bruising grip on your hips with one hand, the other teasing your breasts or running down your sides or holding your lower back. The seemingly endless sound of skin on skin filled the room, along with Rui's muffled moans and your not-so-muffled ones. The sensation of his length sliding back and forth along your walls always sends you into a frenzy, your eyes beginning to roll back and your nails clawing into Rui's shoulders. Eventually, Rui's pace becomes erratic, his thrusts stuttering and his moans growing louder. You wrap your legs around him tighter, squeezing your walls on him. He lifts himself from your now bruised neck and whines, holding your hips tighter. He faces you, his eyes swimming with lust and his lips parted and wet with saliva. "Gotta cum, gonna cum..." He warns you, keeping up his pace despite being out of breath from speaking alone. His voice is so whiny. "Let me... please, fuck, let me cum, please..." Anything past that point turns into incoherent pleas, his eyes rolling as he tries to hold it together.

You shakily reach up and hold his cheeks, nodding at him. You could barely hold it together yourself, his cock pressing into the same perfect spot with each thrust, rubbing sweetly against your walls, stretching you open wider and wider as he bottoms out. Your voice comes out breathy and punctured with moans, but neither of you care. To him, you've never sounded more angelic. "Go on darling, you've been a good boy." Rui almost crumples at your words, moving his hands from your hips to hold your cheeks, leaning in and pressing his forehead against yours. His sweaty bangs stick to your forehead and his breath puffs against your lips. He keeps up his pace, too far gone to even thank you for your permission. He finally stills within you, pumping himself to a slow stop, moaning loudly as he does. You feel his cock twitch multiple times within you, a warm liquid seeping into your walls. He shivers, pressing his lips against yours urgently, his hand moving to angle your jaw upwards. You happily oblige, kissing him back eagerly. You let your legs collapse on the bed, no longer trapping him. You have to pull him back to break the kiss, huffing out a quiet laugh. "Good boy."

He smiles shakily before nuzzling himself into your neck again. He still hasn't pulled out, but you don't pay that any mind, happy to let the peace continue, aftershock running through both of your bodies, causing the occasional twitch.

You are only laying there for a few minutes or so before Rui pulls himself back up again, pressing his lips behind your ear. You are pliant to his gentle kisses, enjoying the neediness and attention. That is, until he shifts again, and moves his hips yet again, setting a slow pace. You exclaim out of confusion, returning your hands to his hair and shoulders, holding on for dear life. How could he be ready to go again?

"Come on, Rui—fuck!"

a/n: this was so ASS i feel it in my bones but 4 whatever reason i cannot convince my body 2 rewrite it which means it must be good enough 2 post i fear. god i hope this lives up 2 ur standards anon bc im kinda disappointed in this one.

let me stop being a fucking downer lmao! if u enjoyed, please leave a like, reblog the post, or comment! or even submit a little ask telling me how much you enjoyed it! i love knowing that you guys like my work even when i don't think it's that great </3

tagging @cupcakesmoothie ur man i fear! i hope i wrote him good enough

[pinkaditty]

Who's Passing NNN? Tokyo Debunker Pt 6

ohhhhh my god im almost done. writing this one actually had me in a chokehold 4 rui im ngl

a/n: sorry this one took me a while :(( but im back at long last! at long last! rui kinda admittedly has had me feeling some kinda way... hmm...

quick disclaimer that i write these under the assumption the tokyo debunker boys are at least 18 years old. they appear to be present at a university considering there are professors and a chancellor. not to mention the boys drink, smoke, gamble, and refer to themselves as adults.

summary: pt 6 of "Who's Passing NNN?" tokyo debunker thing ykyk we've been through this

cw: men... with dicks... and they jerk off!!?!? MINORS DNI!!!!!!!!!!! not ever proofread pls enjoy my brain slop

Frostheim || Vagastrom || Jabberwock || Sinostra || Hotarubi || Obscuary || Mortkranken

(MORTKRANKEN NEXT I CAN'T WAIT 2 WRITE YURI JORKING IT!!!!!)

Obscuary:

Edward Hart: Fail

A pity. He could have lasted if he’d wanted, but it really is that simple - he didn’t care to!

He never makes quick work of himself. He loves to drag it out, make it as painfully long as possible before his orgasm washes over him, his sticky cum spurting from his lower body and his lips parting in a whiny moan. Partially because he is lazy, but also because he values slow buildups. He believes it makes the climax all that sweeter. This is why he’s laid on his back in his room, rubbing himself to the thoughts of former sexual partners after a boner had caught him by surprise.

Steadily, gently, he rubs soft strokes along the shaft of his half-hard cock, shivering as he does. The sensation is close to electric, wincing as his arousal peaks, creating a familiar twinge in his lower body. He sighs blissfully, still moving his hand languidly up and down his shaft. Already, precum builds at the tip. He groans at the sight of it, and slows his pace, gently dragging his hand up and down his length. He considers pausing his minstrations, writhing in pleasure as he watches his cock twitch eagerly for release. He decides against it, instead ging painfully slowly, squeezing his cock as he strokes upwards, putting some pressure on his tip. He moans, feeling his body shake with pleasure. He gasps as his cock throbs in his hands, and he knows he’s getting close. He sighs in pleasure, picking up his pace again, sliding his hand up and down his length. He watches as more pre-cum drips down his length, and he parts his lips in a pleased mewl, feeling himself getting closer, and closer, and closer…

A knock at his door. His eyes snap wide open. He hardly has time to stuff himself back in his pants and pull the sheets over him for good measure before Rui prances in, carrying a laundry basket, complaining about Ed having left his clothes on the floor again. Internally, Ed sighs with relief, watching Rui trail around his room. His cock twitches in his pants, and Ed rolls his lip between his teeth. He might have to wait before he gets off. 

Rui Mizuki: Fail

Damn! Now Romeo gets free drinks for two weeks. Rui doesn’t feel all that bad about losing though, as he wasn’t taking the bet that seriously. He knew he would probably lose, but after hearing about a mistake with the mission documents and how it was all that “BTH’s” fault, Rui thought he needed a pick-me-up. 

The ringing in his ears just doesn’t seem to go away, no matter what he does. His knuckle-whitening grip on the counter of the bar was only making things worse. His bangs were beginning to stick to his forehead and his face was becoming quite flushed. He hadn’t had a single sip of any drink, not while on the job. He was rock hard, and he had been all day. It was thanks to some dream… Rui didn’t usually have horny dreams, but he wasn’t immune to them. This one was especially potent because it had been quite a long time since he’d had any true physical contact. 

Romeo sat chattering in front of him, talking his and Haru’s ears off about the “BTH” and the latest screw up he’d caused. The words flowed in one ear and out the other, with occasional nods and “Oh, really?” and other pitying phrases and hums of agreement slipping from Rui’s lips. Haru was responding similarly, cheeks also flushed, but Rui assumed it was from the alcohol. Rui found himself very quickly becoming warmer as he reminisced on the dream, remembering how smooth the stranger’s touch was on his bare skin, how real it all felt. He swallowed deeply, loosening and tightening his grip on the counter, trying to ground himself somehow. His mind swims with fantasies of real contact; fingertips tracing patterns on his bare skin, nails scraping the skin of his back and neck, palms squeezing his waist or hips, a pair of lips and a tongue idly marking territory via bites and hickeys across his body. Rui suppresses a low groan, instead straightening his posture, trying to take his mind off the way his cock twitched and hardened in his pants. He was certain his arousal showed on his face. His easy smile had slipped away at some point, instead replaced by a focused, somewhat irritable one. His face had to be flushed what with how warm he was, the redness spreading to his ears and creeping down his neck. He ran his hands through his hair and noted it was damp to the touch. He sighs, listening still as Romeo rambles on. 

He didn’t know if he could take this much longer. His cock continued to press angrily against his pants, as though demanding attention. Rui squeezed his thighs together as he stood, wiping down glasses and listening to Romeo’s endless drivel. The action made him shudder, sending pleasure and warmth coursing through his body again. He didn’t think it was possible to get harder than he was at this point. It was becoming painful, keeping his cock tucked away against his leg. He could feel it throbbing, growing impatient. He closes his eyes, sighing again. He leans forward on the counter, trying to refocus on Romeo’s rant. His cock twitches again. He just had to wait… a little bit longer…

Lyca Colt: Pass

He knows what this is but hardly does it himself. Doesn’t feel arousal often and when he does it makes him unbearable to be around. He gnashes his teeth like hell and digs his claws into his legs as though to will it away. It works sometimes, but not all the time…

Lyca dragged his sleep-robbed body to the room you typically slept in when you stayed over at Obscuary, his pillow dragging on the floor behind him. He’d had enough. It was impossible to sleep in his room tonight, for whatever reason. He just couldn’t… relax. A strange buzzing feeling seemed to keep him awake, permeating in his mind and hanging heavy near his groin. His cock would twitch every time he moved or thought of something in particular, irritating him to no end. He knew there was no chance of calming down while sleeping in there. And he didn’t feel like resisting it tonight. 

When he arrived at the room, he immediately pushed the door open, and was quick to lock it behind him. He didn’t want the blonde gigolo or moth-eaten Casanova to interrupt his sleep. Plus, he didn’t want them to come in here and ruin it. He sniffs the air of the room, feeling his lower body stir. It still smelled like you. He feels anticipation rise in his chest as he makes a beeline for the bed, ripping back the sheets and searching for any remaining traces of you, hoping the last wash Rui had done hadn’t wiped it all out. Thankfully, he still caught rather potent traces of your scent in the pillows and comforter. He sighed with relief, tossing his pillow to the side and grabbing one of the ones in the room, holding it against his face, taking in a deep inhale. He groans as the scent fills his nostrils, feeling his heart pound excitedly and his cock twitch again, half-hard from his anticipation and excitement. He exhales, bringing the pillow away from his face, glancing down at his hardening length. No escaping it now. 

He slides himself under the covers, placing the pillow under hie head, fully surrounding himself with your scent. It was faint on it’s own, but when surrounded with the bedsheets and comforter and pillows, it became quite potent. It was dizzying to Lyca, and he found himself eagerly gripping his cock before he could even think. A single stroke has him keening, soft moans slipping from his lips. To prevent making much more, he bites down on the pillow, gnawing at it repeatedly as he begins to touch himself. He growls into the pillow as he teases the head, his toes curling in further anticipation. His whole body shudders. He dives right in, wrapping his hand around his cock and pumping his length faster, loud moans and growls muffled by the pillow that smelled like you. He keeps gnawing at the pillow’s edge repeatedly, his legs shaking with pleasure as he approaches his peak. His free hand curls into the sheets and he begins to thrust his hips forward into his hand, his growls getting louder. 

At last he bursts, and a loud moan that quickly devolves into a whine escapes his lips as he frees the pillow from his jaws. He bites his lip, peeking underneath the sheets at the mess he’d made. Rui would have to wash these again. But, maybe he could get away with not saying anything… Who knows, maybe you’d come to stay again, and find the bed smelling just like Lyca.

a/n: *is visibly vibrating with excitement* IT'S NEARLY DONE! i can't wait 2 write yuri jerking off he's a fucking wet blanket it will be so much fun 2 write a pathetic nerd boyfailure jerk himself off

tagging @cupcakesmoothie bc this is ur fav house and ik u've been waiting patiently... which i deeply appreciate...

ALSO. PLEASE. I HAVE BEEN GOING THROUGH IT AND NOW HAVE THREE NEW FIC IDEAS:

“LEASHED” LEO (directly inspired by @/aayakashii’s fic im not even shy abt it): it’s been a long day and leo’s annoying you. he wants to use your power again to enhance his stigma to spy on some people. you don’t wanna. he pesters you so bad that you start thinking maybe his tie could be put to better use….

BUTLER RP WITH RUI: established couple maybe? idk rui mentions he’s still fucked up over the butler experience so you decided to give him better memories working as a butler for you. 

7 MINUTES IN HIDING: you and haku are fucking in a closet and trying really hard not to get caught. haku is very loud.

i wanna write these so bad. foaming at the mouth. vote 4 which one i should write first if u feel like it. if not, amen.

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