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Arisu Ryohei (Alice In Borderland) X Gn!Reader

♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

♡ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Spending the night in a tent has its ups and downs, one being having to share with Arisu. Luckily, he'll do anything for you.

♡ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: NSFW, Dom!Reader, Sub!Arisu, Light Dacryphilia, Begging, Praise, Breeding

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“we have to share the tent.”

“huh?”

“the tent can fit us both but it’ll be a tight fit.”

“huh?!”

this had to have been the most awkward moment in arisu ryohei’s life. laid down in a tent with you next to him, shoulders touching as he attempted to shrink himself down as much as possible so you had more room. the tent was obviously only meant for two people at most, with hardly any margin of free space on either side of you two. not to mention he couldn't see anything with it being completely dark outside and the lamp already put out. it was silent in the tent, with the occasional sound of trees blowing and the wind hitting it making him jump every so often, worried about someone coming in and attacking you two. all he could hear was your breathing and his own, and he tried to be as quiet as possible without waking you up.

suddenly, you rolled over and wrapped your arms around him, leaving him holding his breath out of both shock and worry of waking you.

“ryohei…”

arisu tensed up at hearing his name from your lips, and he glanced down at you with wide eyes. “yeah?” he said stupidly, not knowing what else to say.

then, you lifted your head up and opened your eyes, one of your hands trailing up and down his chest, “you can't sleep?” you asked him.

“y-yeah,” he answered with a light stutter in his words, looking at you confused. “did i wake you up? i’m sorry.”

you shook your head, “no, you didn't wake me. i've been awake this whole time,” you replied, leaning closer towards his ear before whispering, “i have an idea on how to help you fall asleep, though.”

arisu felt a chill go down his spine with the whispering, and he could swore he felt himself getting hot inside the cramped tent. “wh-what do you-”

you cut him off by leaning more and pressing a kiss to his lips. his eyes went even wider at the action despite having kissed you on multiple occasions, it felt like the first time whenever it happened.

of course, arisu was far too shy to initiate the actions himself, so you had to often take the reels and do it or else you wouldn't get anywhere. but for you, that was a good thing. to put it simply, you wore the pants of the relationship. arisu would do anything and everything for you, no matter what it was or how difficult it was, he would always succeed because it was for you. all of it was for you. he was practically wrapped around your finger. anything you asked of him, he would drop whatever it was he was doing and start what you told him. he was good for you, just for you.

pulling away from the kiss, he looked at you with his eyes still wide “are you…right now???” he questioned once realizing the possibility of where this could go.

“all you have to do is say no and i’ll stop,” you told him seriously. you knew arisu’s limits, and he knew yours too, which was why you would be fine if he did say no, that he wanted to wait. you wouldn't freak out and be angry, of course not.

arisu looked at you quietly before shaking his head, “no it’s okay, i’m okay,” he replied. “i want this.”

you smiled at him, saying a quick “good” before kissing him again.

you were able to swiftly hook your legs over him, now straddling his waist while continuing to kiss. your hands trailed down arisu’s chest, going lower and lower until eventually reaching his belt buckle, unclipping it rather quickly and then pulling away.

“are you sure?” you asked him one more time, looking down at him through the darkness.

you were barely able to see his face in the dark, but you could tell his breathing was already becoming more sporadic the more you did. you moved one of your hands to touch his cheek, smiling at him lightly. he smiled back up at you and hesitantly moved his hands to settle on your waist.

“please,” he whimpered out quietly. “i want this.”

“if you say so…” your voice trailed off, leaning back down to kiss him.

the next few minutes felt like a blur to arisu. one second he was kissing you, and the next he was hovering above you, peering down at you with dark eyes, his hair already sticking to his forehead from the sweat gathering. he was panting slightly yet nothing had even happened so far, just kissing but it was enough for him to get like this. it was evident in his face that he didn’t have a whole clue what he was doing, but with a little reassurance, you knew he would be fine.

“can i…?” arisu hesitantly spoke, his voice quiet and almost shaky. his hands were on either side of your head holding himself up as he stared down at you. he didn't dare saying anymore than that, quickly becoming embarrassed just by the situation alone that if he did he would probably end up sounding desperate.

looking up at him, your arms linked around his neck, you played with his hair slightly, “can you what? you're gonna have to tell me,” you teased lightly.

arisu felt his face grow hot once understanding he would have to actually voice his thoughts and not rely on implications, and he bit down on his lower lip before speaking again, “please, can i…fuck,” he cut himself off by just pushing into you anyway. a moan fell past his lips as he put his face in your neck, his face red as he bit down onto your skin lightly.

you gasped when he bit down, your hands tugging on his hair, “there you go, so good.”

hearing your words made him accidentally bite down harder, thrusting into you and letting out a whine, “y/n…fuck,” was all he could get out before thrusting again.

“just like that…you’re doing so good, baby, so good,” you said to him, your hands moving from his hair to his back. “keep going, baby, you can do it.”

slowly, arisu started to speed up his thrusts, letting out strings of moans and whines whilst doing so into your neck, whimpering audibly whenever you clenched around him. he then lifted his head from your neck and looked down at you, breathing heavily as he moved with sweat already forming on him. he could swear his heart had never beaten so fast before, and part of him was worried you would hear it, but a bigger part of him could care less. he had never felt anything like this before. never once did he think this would happen, but he was so happy that it was. to know that you really did love him for him, even if he was sometimes childish and selfish, it felt otherworldly to have someone genuinely love him like you did. so much that he could cry.

you looked up at him and you were surprised to see tears beginning to well in his eyes. for a split second you were worried this was going wrong, but judging by his expression, you realized it was going better than imagined. “does it feel good? i want to hear you say it, ryohei,” you said to him, dragging his name out in a tone that made him thrust into you deeper, resulting in a moan coming from both of you.

“feels s-so good, fuck…i love you so m-much,” he whined out in response, continuing his thrusts as his breathing got heavier.

“good boy..you're doing so good for me, baby.” your nails starting to scratch his back as you stared at him. “i love you too.”

all he could do was whimper as a reply, leaning his head down and resting his forehead on yours while he moved. “p-please,” his voice croaked out.

you felt wet droplets on your face and soon realized that he was crying. wrapping your arms and legs around him, you pulled him down closer to you so your bodies were touching. “keep going, fuck, just like that…you're such a good boy for me, aren't you? i’ll let you do what-whatever you w-want..just say it,” you said in between moans as he continued thrusting into you.

“please…please let m-me cum,” arisu whimpered loudly, his thrusts starting to go faster and more out of pace. “please, wanna cum p-please.”

“if you want it so bad then you’ll have to beg more,” you told him with a slight smile on your face, looking at him and moving one of your hands to wipe away the tears falling from his eyes.

he cursed under his breath at the word beg. the whole point was that he didn't want to sound desperate, but that idea was getting thrown out the window entirely. he didn't care anymore if he sounded desperate. “please l-let me cum, i-i’ll be good for you i p-promise please..need it, pl-please i need it,” he begged, more tears starting to trail down his cheeks quickly. “please, baby, i wanna fe-feel good.”

you smiled wider at his words, and you leaned closer to his ear, whispering into it. “you can cum, baby. inside.”

arisu’s pace suddenly picked up at your words, letting out moans shamelessly as tears kept falling down from his eyes, fully confident in his movements as he fucked you. “f-fuck, you feel s-so good around me,” he moaned aloud, not even caring about what he was saying anymore. “i l-love you so mu-much…fuck.”

you could tell he was getting closer to the edge by how vocal he was suddenly becoming, and you pulled him closer to you and clenched down on him with your face in his neck moaning. “cum for me, ryohei,” you whimpered into his ear, your hands moving back to his hair and pulling on it.

he didn't need to be told again, almost immediately after hearing you, arisu let out a loud groan and pushed himself deep inside of you, cumming in you. he was panting more heavily now, and his arms gave out resulting in him laying on top of you while trying to catch his breath as he slowly eased out of you. his head was now resting on your chest as he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. “i love you,” he mumbled out quietly.

you looked down at him, your hand playing with his hair as you kissed the top of his head, “i love you too, ryohei.”

he didn't respond after that, his breathing finally steadying as he laid on top of you. it didn't take long to understand that he had fallen asleep, and you let out a light chuckle, “i guess i was right, then.”

you kissed his head again before laying your head back and closing your eyes, going to sleep as well with arisu now asleep on you. maybe sharing a tent together wasn't so bad after all.

[dreamwavesexploringreality]

MISTAKES

Chishiya x reader

TW: Angst, mentions of death.

Based on a request: Chishiya pushes the reader away and regrets it

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Another night, another game, another massacre. Chishiya emerged from the building where the game had taken place with an impassive face and a strange feeling of heaviness inside. He had been the only survivor, doing whatever was necessary to leave that place alive, as always. But for some reason, something felt different this time.

Chishiya took a brief breath, feeling the cold night air filling his lungs painfully, temporarily soothing the ache that had settled in his heart.

Everything had seemed straightforward at first: Seven of diamonds with clear rules and a single objective: to reach the final level alone. The game was based on a vertical, structured system—a tower of choice. Seven players, seven floors, and seven levels, all starting from the first. Each level required solving an intellectual challenge to progress, but the difficulty increased as fewer people could continue with each level: only six could pass the first, only five the second, and so on until only one reached the top of the tower and survived the game. Although it was possible to intervene to help others, this only put oneself at a disadvantage. Sharing answers reduced resources, making it more challenging to solve the subsequent exercises. In reality, it was all about leaving people behind; being selfish was the most sensible strategy to reach the top of the tower alone, ensuring no one else did. But then, why couldn’t he look into the eyes of those he left behind? Why did he question, for a millisecond, helping that young man struggling with a simple task? Chishiya knew the answers to those questions, though it pained him to admit it. But… What if she had been there that night? Would she have died like all the others? Would he have survived? These unanswered questions haunted his mind, awakening ruthless fears he had locked away during his time in Borderlands.

The walk back to The Beach seemed shorter than expected when he lifted his head and saw the huge, neglected entrance of the hotel. It exuded a sepulchral silence, contrasting with the clamor and scandal that usually emanated from the building during daylight or party nights. In the stillness of the night, Chishiya could hear, like silent echoes, the voices of those who had lost their lives in the game, and the ghostly scent of blood that painted each floor of the tower reached his nose, carried by a gentle breeze.

“Chishiya!” A voice jolted him from his introspection. “Chishiya! You’re back early; I knew you would be!” The man felt a pair of arms encircle him, nearly cutting off his breath. The familiarity of the embrace, instead of comforting or offering refuge, immediately produced a feeling of rejection, and he freed himself with a swift motion, pushing the surprised girl a few steps back.

“Not now, Y/N,” he said abruptly, with a coldness he didn’t usually use with her, and moved towards the hotel’s interior. Y/N followed him, running in a way that Chishiya interpreted as that of a lost puppy. The idea almost made him vomit. What if one day he didn’t come back? What if she died? What if she died… because of him?

“What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Y/N bombarded him with questions, trying to keep up with his pace to his room.

Chishiya remained cold, walking firmly as if he didn’t hear her, and when he opened the door to his room and stepped inside, he turned to look at her. “Definitely a lost puppy,” he thought to himself as he observed the girl’s face twisted in a grimace of doubt and insecurity.

“Go to bed, Y/N,” he said briefly, and she felt as if he had just shot her heart.

“But… but what about the goodnight hug? We can… we can lie in bed and just hold each other! You don’t have to talk!” The woman’s tone sounded desperate, pathetic from her perspective, but she couldn’t help it. She needed it, needed to know he was there, that he had returned alive from the game and that… he cared.

But Chishiya closed the door without answering her pleas or looking at her a second time. Maybe he didn’t care for her as much as she thought… or maybe he didn’t care for her as much as she cared for him.

Y/N stood for a few seconds in front of the closed wooden door, hearing the man moving around inside the room. She heard the shower start running and Chishiya moving around the room, probably looking for a new swimsuit, completely ignoring the woman he had left with tear-streaked face and a broken heart on the other side of the door.

That night, Chishiya couldn’t sleep. Each time he managed to overcome insomnia, a dreadful nightmare seized his mind, waking him with gasps and sweat. He saw himself in the game he had played that night, but instead of the other players, it was Y/N who was there. They were both on the penultimate level, knowing only one would reach the top and survive. The puzzle was easy, but for some reason, the girl couldn’t solve it, and then his mind grew dark. He saw himself giving a correct answer that he couldn’t even hear with his racing heartbeat pounding in his throat. He looked into her eyes as they turned gray, white, lifeless. He watched her body fall to the ground with a great thud and saw her head bounce against the floor until it finally lay still. Then her mouth would open, and heavy words would pour out of the building’s speakers at full volume, as thick tears streamed from her lifeless eyes, soaking her face and creating a large puddle around her. “You killed me,” “It’s your fault,” “I hate you,” “I wish I’d never met you”… And he cried. He cried in his dreams because he was losing her and woke up with a damp trace on his cheek. Only the moon witnessed his own heartbreak in that cold and lonely hotel room, and when dawn came, with the first rays of light filtering through the room’s curtains, he realized how wrong he had been all along.

© 2024 [@dreamwavesexploringreality]

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Hey everyone!✨

I just finished writing a new piece based on a request I received. I might have taken a few creative liberties... but I got really into the story and let it flow in its own direction😅.

If you enjoy it and want to see where the story goes next, let me know! Your feedback could lead to a second part, so if you're interested let me know 🌟👀!

Thanks for reading and for all your support!

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—☆ ATTRACTIVE THINGS THEY DO !

notes; i saw smth similar w/ pjo characs so i HAD to write one with aib characters

characters included; arisu, chishiya & niragi

ARISU RYŌHEI

When you’re playing a game with him and he begins to help you in it. doesn’t matter if you’re a beginner or a long-time player, he’s willing to do anything and everything in the game for you — whether it’s collecting items or helping you with boss fights, he’s there and eager. not to mention, that sometimes, he logs into your account and proceeds to level up your characters and farm items. Furthermore, when you’re playing with him, he’ll make sure to join your server/world and assist you. He also would begin to ramble on and on about the lore of the games and would somehow make it really interesting. He’s really passionate about playing games and he’s more than happy to help you in them.

CHISHIYA SHUNTARŌ

Whenever he’s at his job or doing regular mundane things such as reading or writing, he has a tendency to tie his hair. Sure, his hair covering his face is adorable but once the curtains of his silver hair are tied into the back of his head, it reveals his very gorgeous face and you feel yourself falling in love with him all over again. He doesn’t do it quite often but it’s honestly a welcomed sight for you.

Chishiya prefers to keep his personal and work life separate yet at times, he ends up over-explaining medical concepts to you. Whether you’ve gotten sick or gotten injured, in such cases, he begins to explain safety precautions and things you can do in order to help yourself. Sometimes, he doesn’t even realize he’s rambling and it’s honestly quite endearing.

NIRAGI SUGURU

It’s a rare sight to ever see Niragi wearing glasses; ever since graduating, he preferred to wear contacts or nothing at all. Though he has nearsightedness, he never wants to wear them since he finds them annoying and tedious. However, he sometimes wears them and wants you to not mention it all but you can’t help but enamour at him. He looks so different, so innocent. It’s as if he’s a fragment from his past, a past he desires to forget. If you compliment him when he’s wearing them, he’ll pretend to be all moody and complain but he’s actually really happy that you didn’t belittle him at all. He’s so used to being hurt and hated so he didn’t expect this response from you at all. He won’t ever admit it but ever since he realised that you like it and that you gave him compliments, he’ll start to wear his glasses more often.

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I Still Get Jealous (MDNI +18)

• Possessive!Boyfriend!Arisu Ryohei x Sub!Reader

Summary: Arisu doesn’t like the idea of you spending time with mentor and friend, Chishiya, who’s assisting you on your PhD dissertation. He develops a possessive attitude which prompts you to prove your loyalty to him.

A/N: Thank you again, @amortentiaz for the request! I’m so glad Arisu’s getting some love! This is a spicy one with a fluffy, happy ending. Hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 3.2k+

Warnings: jealous!Arisu, angst, fluff, smut, sub/dom dynamics, daddy kink, graphic language, slight!tipsy/drunk Arisu, traffic light bdsm system, spanking, hair pulling, biting, markings/hickies, finger sucking, light degradation kink, brief nipple play, creampie, breeding kink, dacryphilia, orgasm denial/delay, p in v (unprotected), oral sex (m receiving), fingering, sex positions (full nelson, doggystyle, reverse cowgirl), lots of pet names (sugar, prince, baby and so on), fluffy aftercare/happy ending

They say there is no greater glory than love, nor any greater punishment than jealousy. Arisu’s love for you results in the consequence that he loathes seeing you with any other man aside from him.

It’s not like he’s unreasonable. He’s fine if you have guys friends…just not guys like Chishiya. It just wasn’t a fair fight. Chishiya’s really smart, a doctor, AND—the kicker— he was handsome.

And, sure, Arisu felt as if he had ‘2 out of 3’ of those things listed but what he felt really set himself apart from Chishiya was how cool Chishiya was. He didn’t have to try. Women and even men are naturally drawn to him just based on first impressions alone. Meanwhile, Arisu was an unsociable loser who would rather play video games for hours on end than strike up a conversation with a stranger.

Why did you have to choose Chishiya of all people to help you with your dissertation? And now you’re in a residency program working in close quarters with him, too?!

Arisu could see it now. He paces back and forth in the apartment the two of you shared creating hypothetical scenarios.

What if….One day, you and Chishiya are working in a room together when the two of you ‘accidentally’ touch hands. Next thing you know, the two of you are making out and ripping each other’s clothes off in a room meant for a patient needing heart surgery!

He shakes off that silly imagination. No! You wouldn’t possibly do something like that to him. You love him. You wouldn’t just cheat on him but what if….you broke up with him instead?! That way you wouldn’t feel guilty for being with Chishiya instead.

Arisu bangs his head against the island table in the kitchen when he decides to call his friends over for some drinks and very much needed advice.

“You should just tell her how you feel,” Chota begins. “You’d be surprised to recognize what you discover about yourself when you speak about your feelings with her. Shibuki and I are going strong because she taught me how to be more open.”

“No offense, Chota, but that’s pussy advice,” Karube remarks. “Whenever my girl does something I don’t like, I lay down the law. I put my foot down,” He slams his beer on the table for dramatic effect. “Works every time.”

“Is that so? Because last time I checked, she made you cry that one time she threatened to leave you. Didn’t see any laws being laid down.” Chota chuckles.

“Up yours, man.” Karube bites.

“You guys aren’t helping me feel any better,” Arisu groans. “The girl of my dreams is slipping away as we speak. For all we know, Chishiya’s already asking for her hand in marriage.”

“You could always try rebounding if she does dump you. What about Usagi?”

“No way! She’s only a friend. Y/n’s all I ever wanted. I’ve imagined my future and she’s always in it. I won’t let her go.” Arisu says, determinedly.

Chota pats his back. “Then you’ve gotta fight for that future, brother.”

Arisu nods, a lot more confident in his decision. With another shot of hard liquor, he plans out exactly how he’ll approach the situation with you soon as you step through the door.

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You turn the key in the door of your apartment and the first thing you’re met with is empty bottles of liquor. Arisu is sprawled out on the couch, asleep.

You smile, shaking your head, knowing that he probably was hanging out with his best friends. Removing your heels, you tiptoe over to him. Crouching down on your knees beside him, you place kisses all over his face until his eyes flutter open.

You soothe his hair, whispering a greeting. “Hello, my sleeping prince.”

Instead of being met with a smile, you were given a blank expression. “Hey.” He says, dryly, speech slurred.

“I’m sorry? Did I do something wrong?”

He sits up. “Where have you been? It’s late.”

“It’s 6:00 noon,” You giggle. “And you know I’m getting some help from Chishiya with my paper. It’s like 300 pages. I’m dying.”

“Chishiya, Chishiya. Seems like he’s all you ever talk about now,” Arisu chides. “Does he even know we’re together?”

“Where is this coming from, love?” You say, rubbing his arms with your soft, patient hands.

“You’re mine! Okay? You belong to me. We’re supposed to be happy and in love. I know I’m not this lady killer like Chishiya but I know that I can love you better.”

“Ryohei…baby,” You say, shaking your head in disappointment. “I am yours. You don’t have to compare yourself in any way to Chishiya. I don’t see him at all in the way I see you. You tilt my world off its axis whenever I’m near you. Even after two years together, I still get butterflies.”

“So you won’t leave me for him?”

“Never! You’re my sweet prince,” Still on your knees before him, you pry his legs apart to place yourself in between them. Leaning over his clothed cock, you lick a long stripe on the crotch area of his pants. “I love and serve you and you alone.”

He strokes your hair. “I wanna mark all over your body. That way when he sees them, he’ll know I’m the one responsible.”

“Please do, my prince.” You moan out.

He leans forward, capturing your lips and slips his tongue down your throat. Your fingers entangle in his dark locs, tugging him down to you when you felt like he was trying to pull away.

His hand collects your hair in a ponytail, pulling your lips away from his. “You don’t think I’ll let you off that easily, do you? I’ve been planning a punishment for you.”

“But I’ve been good.” You pout.

“Don’t pretend like you weren’t liking the attention from him? Like you weren’t trying to make me jealous,” He yanks at your hair again causing you to whine. “You like when I get like this, don’t you?”

You whine out again, squeezing your thighs together to suppress the throbbing between them.

He yanks your hair once more, growling. “I asked you a question.”

“Y-yes, I fucking love it when you punish me. Please fuck me.” You sounded absolutely wrecked and he hadn’t even begun yet.

“It’s gonna take a lot more begging than that to get what you want, sugar,” He lets go of your hair, patting his thighs. “Lay yourself across my thigh.”

You comply, lifting off your feet to crawl into his lap. Your plump ass perched up high enough for his hands to indulge.

“You remember your colors in case we need to stop, do you?” He asks while kneading your plush globes in his hands, marveling at its perfection.

You nod. “Green is a ‘yes’, yellow for ‘slow down’, and red is ‘stop’.”

“Good girl.” He purrs. Then, he pulls your panties to the side just enough to dip his longest finger into your sopping pussy.

You moan, clutching the couch cushion. “Fuck! That’s so good.”

“I don’t want to hear you.” He pulls out the glistening finger, shoving it into your mouth for you to suck on. With his other free hand, he slips two longer fingers into your core and pumps away.

You swirl your tongue around his finger, tasting yourself on it. Your eyes roll into the back of your skull as his fingers deliciously flicked against a soft trigger within you. Your muffled moans get louder.

“You’re so loud. Quiet!” Pulling the finger from your mouth, he slaps the hand over your mouth. It’s clamped tight enough to assure your sounds aren’t heard. Of course, the action would also affect your breathing but somehow the lack of oxygen heightened pleasure to the point of euphoria.

You could hear your wet pussy squelch around his fingers, juices trickling down your inner thighs, onto the couch, and his khaki pants.

His erection pokes against your belly and, with you fucking back against his fingers, it begins to increase in its size. He licks his lips, lust splayed on his features while he watches you rut desperately against his fingers.

“You look like you want to cum, sugar?” He asks, mockingly.

You nod frantically, bouncing back against his fingers with rigorous intent. He’d long removed his hand from your mouth, you could’ve spoken up but with his skillful fingers buried so deep into you that was too much a challenge.

“That’s it, love. Use my fingers to get yourself off. So pathetic and desperate for it. Bet, you’re wishing it was my cock instead.”

His fingers do the famous ‘come hither’ motion within you and your legs begin to shake. You were on the edge, a stream of drool pouring from your tongue as you pant out like a dog. Your eyes cross and just as you’re within reach of the big one, he slips out of you.

You sob and scream your frustrations into the couch cushion, biting down on the fabric to keep from hurting yourself or him.

He sucks your arousal off his fingers, looking at you from the corner of his eyes while you glare at him. When he finishes them clean off, he smirks at you. “Sorry. But that was punishment #1.”

“#1? As in…there’s more?” Your voice trembling in fear.

“Uh-huh. And we’re going straight into your next punishment,” He strikes your asscheeks hard enough for you to feel it ripple. You hiss at the sting. “You’ve got 4 more of that to go, sugar. Count for me, please.”

Smack after smack, you’d count and your hungry cunt would throb in need in anticipation of his assault. You needed to be fucked badly. You’ll remain obedient. Anything to get him to finally give in.

He lands the final smack, the hardest of bunch. Your ass is as red as he hoped for. He soothes it, massaging each globe carefully.

“For your last punishment, I want you to suck me off. If you’re good for it, I’ll make you cum on my cock right after.”

You love how filthy Arisu’s mouth gets whenever he’s in the act with you. It’s a complete parallel to his usual shy and reserved demeanor. You slide off his lap enough so that you’re laying on your stomach over the couch seat, your hands in his lap. You fondled with the buckle of his belt then his zipper.

With your hand down his pants, you carefully pull him free. The thick two-toned length was hard to wrap your whole hand around the base. You flick a tongue against the pink head, collecting the salty precum on your tongue.

He moans, moving your hair out of the way so he can watch you take himself in your eager mouth. You lower your mouth over him, swallowing around him while he hits the back of your throat. Whatever your mouth couldn’t get to, your free hand would make up for it.

His head is thrown back against the couch overhead, enjoying the warmth of your mouth. You slurp up the excess saliva from his cock, spitting it back onto the base again and jerking him off.

“Ohh, babygirl,” Arisu groans. “Your mouth feels like heaven. I almost feel bad for the bastard never getting the chance to have you.”

You moan, sending the vibrations straight to his cock. You could suck his dick all day and never get tired. You’ve actually done that before while he played his video games.

“Shiiit! I’m gonna cum down your little throat.” He whines, thrusting forcefully with his hand cupping the back of your head. Then, he stills, cock rested deep enough to cut off your air supply as his warm essence shoots down your throat. You play with his heavy balls in the process, prolonging his orgasm.

“Fuckk yess.” He groans, feeling the way the muscles in your throat flex around him, swallowing every drop.

When you remove your mouth from his twitching member, he immediately places his lips on yours not caring to taste himself on your tongue as he sucked at it. You straddle him and sit directly over his stirring cock, drenched clothed core rubbing against the hardness.

He stands on his feet and carries you in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist. It surprises you every day the strength he possesses in such a slender body.

“We’re taking this to the bedroom so I can fuck what’s mine properly.” He says.

“Please, daddy.” You plead, head rolling back when he sucks at your neck as he leads you to the bedroom.

He throws you onto the mattress. “Take those clothes off. Then, stay on your hands and knees.”

You follow his orders, pulling off your clothes so fast you nearly tore at them in impatience. You are on your hands and knees, back facing away from the headboard.

His clothes are off and you’re given a moment to admire his physique. He does the same, circling around you as if to decide what else he planned on doing to you.

Arisu disappears from your vision and you feel the mattress dip behind you. You feel the back of his knees resting against your calves, prompting you to glance over your shoulder. Arisu was laid on his back, your ass just inches from his jutting hard cock.

“I want you to fuck back into me like this. Show me how badly you want me.” He said it in a way that he’d hoped to sound authoritative but instead it came out sounding like a whine. He couldn’t help his desperation for you, especially when you were this dripping wet for him.

Shimmying back so that your glistening pussy rested over his cock, you rubbed yourself back and forth on it. You reach a hand down beneath you, grabbing his cock to tease your entrance before you let it slip in.

The two of you groan simultaneously at the feeling of you stretching around him. “Oh, fuck! Ryohei…daddy please.”

“Go on,” He smacks your ass. “Ride me.”

You mewl, taking him in all the way so that your ass rests on his pelvic area. You start off rocking slowly against him. You can hear the familiar squish of his cock penetrating you deeper and deeper with each in and out.

Gripping the sheets beneath you, you use the leverage to slam down harder against him. He lets out a strangled cry that cuts abruptly and you look over your shoulder to see that he’s biting his lips.

“Please let me hear you, daddy. I want to know that I’m doing good for you.” You moan, sounding already so fucked out.

“You’re doing amazing, sugar. Love seeing your ass from this view. Can’t believe you’re all mine.” He praises.

“Only yours.” You added, going fucking back into his even harder and the sounds of your plump ass colliding into him is thunderous.

“Shit, I can’t take it anymore.” He says. You barely register what he said until he sits up and brings your back to his chest, ass in his lap in reverse cowgirl.

Arisu takes your ankles in his hands, spreading your legs wide open. He plants both his feet against the mattress, jackhammering into your greedy wet hole.

“Oh, god!” You squeak, bringing your hand back to cup the back of his neck.

He takes this as a sign to litter your neck with hickies and you scream and writhe against him. He was too good. Expert level as if it were an actual game and the objective was to make you dumb on his cock.

Letting one ankle go, he tweaks a hardened nipple between his fingers as he fucks up into you. You begin to feel the familiar pressure build within you again and he senses this with how hard you clenched around him.

He drops his hand down between your legs rubbing your sensitive nub back and forth. “You’re getting so tight,” He whispers in your ear, teasingly. “You gonna cum?”

You felt a sense of panic rush through you. The mocking tone in his voice can’t be good. Was he really thinking of pulling away again? You began to cry real tears, nodding your head. “I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum, daddy. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’ll be yours forever. Don’t punish me!”

“Aww, sugar, I wasn’t going to take this away from you,” He pounds harder and rubs tight circles on your clit. “You… deserve it.”

Arisu punctuates the end of the sentence with two hard thrusts that hit against your g-spot. Your mouth opens in a silent scream, eyes widening as you squirt your juices all over.

This surprises him as well, a guttural groan escaping his lips. He throws you onto your stomach and pummels away from above you. “Gonna fill up your tight little pussy. I’m gonna get you pregnant and full so everyone knows I did that to you.”

You both knew you were on birth control because neither of you could afford to have a child at the moment. Nonetheless, you begged him to fill you with his seed and scream out to the top of your lungs how you’ll carry his babies.

A few dizzying thrusts has you biting into the sheets and without you even expecting it, you cum for the second time that night. Arisu cums a split second after you, moaning shakily as if he’s on the verge of sobbing. He trembles from above you, jerky thrusts into your core to give you all of his cum. He stills then collapses, weight on top of you and cock still buried deep as you shook against each other.

“Ryohei?” You pant softly.

“Mhm.” He says, unable to form a sentence.

“How are you this good?” You giggle in a euphoric state.

“I’d say it’s the liquid courage. I am still a little tipsy.” He admits with a chuckle.

“No, baby…that was all you. I fucking love you.”

“I love you more.” He retorts, breathlessly.

“Not as much as me.”

“Not possible,” He laughs, kissing your shoulder before pulling off and out of you. You whine at the loss, feeling cold without his warmth. You try reaching for him. “I’ll be back, love. Just gotta get a washcloth to clean you up…and some fresh sheets.” He says looking down at the wet puddle.

Arisu returns with a washcloth and fresh sheets as promised. He carefully cleans the sticky mess between your legs, planting a kiss on your thigh when he’s complete. While he lays down the new sheet, you find one of his hoodies to dress yourself in taking in his scent around you.

Curling into his naked body as the big spoon, you littered kisses on his shoulders. Then, a realization hit you to address your feelings, too. “I get kind of jealous, too, ya know.”

“You do? He asks, dumbfounded, turning on his side to look you in your eyes

“Yeah. I mean, whenever I see you with any other girl like Usagi, Heiya, or Kuina…I feel so petty. They’re my friends, too, and I know they wouldn’t hurt me that way. But they’re all so beautiful and—“

He cuts you off, kissing you passionately. “I belong to you just as much as the other way around. Remember that. No one gets me like you.”

You rest your foreheads against one another, cradling each other’s hands. You stare into each other’s eyes and listen to the sound of the rainfall pitter-patter against your window in time with the beating of your hearts.

Arisu has his friends to thank for giving such great advice.

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so sweet ; arisu

SUMMARY: arisu and you are talking together until he takes the conversation the other way.

this is smut, be aware of what you read!

warnings: praise kinks, very cute, dirty talk, (and you guessed it) big cock!arisu, nipple play, breeding kink, cumplay at the end, a LOT of blushing, lots of kissing

word counting: 2k

english is not my first language so i'm sorry for any mistakes.

i got a little crazy at the end, but it was fun to me

i hope you like it.

"You are so beautiful", whispered Arisu.

You were lying under Arisu on his bed in his room at the beach mansion. He had asked you to spend the night with him, they were supposed to just be together talking, but things changed quickly when Arisu said he wanted to do something and you could accept it or not.

He kissed you as they sat next to each other on the bed, his hands tightened around your waist, kissing you gently. One of his hands remained on your waist while the other cupped the back of your head, kissing you so hard.

"Oh, fuck", he whispered, gently biting your bottom lip, giving your a peck, his cheeks blushing softly, "I needed to do this so badly", he whispered, giving you another peck.

"Make me yours, Arisu", you whispered, sliding your fingers over the brunette's reddened cheek.

He smiled, "I'm going to devour you", his voice was low, melodious, it made her want to melt.

"Arisu", you whispered, surprised, being kissed again.

Arisu removed your clothes gently, his hands caressing your skin, sliding his hand over your breasts, then down your legs and waist, all without breaking the kiss. His tongue rubbed against your, he was so sensual, the bastard knew what he was doing. His hands shook gently with the excitement of something new, he had experiences, but he had never thought about anyone so much in his life like he thought about you.

He hated himself for feeling his cheeks blush, but you thought it was adorable and, if you were honest, it only made you want to fuck him even more.

His leg was positioned between yours, you rocked your hips calmly while your hands caressed her black hair.

Arisu smiled, giving you a peck, "I can feel your pussy getting my thigh wet", the grin  he gave you made you gasp.

"Arisu", you whispered, "don't talk like that", now her cheeks blushed. How was that cute little thing saying such words?

"Adorable", he whispered back, giving you a soft peck, "Are you embarrassed that you're drooling over me?", he asked, pressing his leg even tighter into your pussy, making you purr, "I like to know that you're ready for me to eat you up", your cheeks blushed even more, making her smile, "So cute."

And he went back to kissing you. The brunette's big hands went down to your breasts and held them, sighing. Arisu ended the kiss only to run his lips down your neck, kissing the soft area.

"You're so beautiful", he whispered, sliding his tongue over your skin, eliciting a moan from your.

His lips trailed kisses down to your breasts, he sighed softly as he clasped them both in his hands and brought them closer together, his tongue flicking from one nipple to the other, his eyes focused on yours as his wet tongue licked them. Arisu smiled and sucked on your nipples, being gentle, his tongue rubbing against the sensitive skin, before pinching them in his fingers and moving up his face to kiss you.

Your face contorted with the pleasure you felt, moaning softly as you were kissed, his tongue curling around yours as your nipples were tortured. Your hips rolled, rubbed your pussy against Arisu's thigh, your pussy throbbing, you felt so horny and needy.

"You keep rubbing against me… you're so desperate", Ryohei laughed, and despite saying something with so much malice, you could still see that his cheeks were red, he wanted to overcome his shyness, but it wouldn't be today, "You want me to do something?"

"Please", you nodded softly, "do whatever you want with me."

Arisu smirked, his leg came out from between them and his fingers slipped through the wet lips, getting a moan from you, which drew a satisfied smile from his face. The brunette was kissing down your body, his big hands sliding over your skin, so softly, making your skin get goosebumps.

Upon reaching your pussy, Ryohei smiled, "So wet", and placed a kiss on your clit, "and just for me, isn't it, little girl?"

You nodded, your fingers sliding through his long hair as he hugged your thighs, "Just for you, Arisu."

Arisu was sweet, he was always kind and very delicate, but he liked to make a mess. The fingers of his right hand slid over her wet lips and parted them, watching carefully before sliding his tongue across the area, his eyes rolling back at the sweet taste and the little whimper you let out. His left hand slid down your thigh, stroking as his mouth sucked on your delicate clit.

"Arisu", you whimpered, your fingers fisting in his dark hair, your hips rolling against his mouth.

"Oh, fuck, this pussy", he whispered, two fingers teasing your entrance as his lips and tongue busied themselves with licking and sucking your pussy.

Your moan grew louder and your back arched into the bed as the long fingers thrusted into your pussy, the quick back and forth felt so good, he measured his movements by the sounds you made, if your moans and whimpers pleased him, he you kept pace, feeling his hair being grabbed.

Arisu stopped licking you, still thrusting his fingers, his lips moving up to your thighs, leaving hickeys on the soft skin. His eyes focused on yours and he smiled, biting the skin under his lips gently, "You have such a sweet little pussy."

"Don't talk like that", you pleaded.

The brunette knew what you liked to hear, you had talked about it before, it had been a well coded conversation and nothing too direct was said, but he knew that you were interested in being complimented like that, "So beautiful."

"Arisu", you whimpered.

"What is it?", he asked feigning innocence, biting your thigh once more, his fingers still working on fucking you.

"I want to suck you off", you whispered.

A smirk grew on his handsome little face, "Do you want to?", he chuckled as you nodded, his fingers still working, his thumb pressing down on your clit, "Want to choke on my cock, my little princess?"

"Yes, please, Arisu."

His fingers came out of you, purring as he sucked your pleasure from them, watching you pant, "I love the way you taste, baby girl", he stated, watching you rise and move closer, kissing him.

Arisu allowed himself to be commanded and taken care of. You took off his clothes and laid him with his head on the pillows. He sighed as your thumbs slid across his nipples, being kissed as your fingers played with his nipples.

You trailed kisses down his body, kissing his hip bones before laying down between his legs, your legs bent and swaying gently, making you look so sweet and pure even as you were sliding your tongue across Arisu's large, pulsing cock. Pre-come wet the tip, your tongue collected it, sinking it into the slit, receiving a hoarse moan, which made you smile.

Ryohei held your hair as you enjoyed his cock, not wanting it to get in your way. You slid your lips along the length, your tongue curling on it, drooling all over the skin. Finally you swallowed him, earning a slightly louder moan, your hand wrapping around the base of his cock following the back-and-forth movements you made. Your free hand began to massage his balls, being gentle.

"Fuck", he whispered, his free hand running down your face, "your mouth was made for sucking my cock… you look so beautiful like that…"

You took his cock out of your mouth and smiled as your hands continued their work, "You only say that because you want me to keep giving you a blowjob."

He chuckled, "No…", his thumb slid across your lower lip being captured and sucked in a few seconds, "I really think you're so beautiful… and if complimenting you will get me more blowjobs, I'll keep on doing it."

You rolled your eyes letting go of his thumb smiling, "You're such a idiot."

"And this idiot likes you", he confessed sitting up, pulling your face in for a kiss, their tongues tangling once more.

"I like you too", you whispered, earning a peck.

Arisu moved, his back touching the headboard, "Sit on my cock, princess", he asked, his tone was so soft that you could even pretend he wasn't speaking such an obscenity.

You approached, your hands resting on his shoulders as he held your waist with one hand and the other held his cock to help you sit down, watching you position yourself on his cock. With a sigh, you sat down on the cock, slowly, being stretched once more, it felt so good.

Arisu's big hands were held by you and taken to your ass, eliciting a malicious smile from him, who soon squeezed the flesh and pulled you down, making you sit completely on him.

"Arisu", you whispered, trying to move, but he was stronger than you and kept you in place.

"You want to be fucked, princess?"

"Yes", you whispered, nodding quickly.

"I do whatever my little princess wants", he said.

Your cheeks blushed slightly, making the brunette grin. Ryohei started moving your body as he moved his hips, fucking you the way you liked, only to see your little cheeks flush with the pleasure you felt. You tried to keep pace with your legs, but soon left the movements up to Arisu, who found it adorable that you sometimes got tired. You leaned your head against his and moaned and whined as he fucked you.

Arisu kissed you, still fucking you, going deep, his hands cupping your ass. Your legs didn't even move anymore, you were lost with all the pleasure you were feeling and you were tired of supporting your own weight, so, to help you, the brunette laid you on the bed, getting on top, thrusting harder.

One of his hands held you by the waist helping him to keep his balance while he fucked you, and his other hand ran on your arm, which was hugging his neck, and took your hand, intertwining your fingers. He kissed you and again their faces flushed, so many feelings taking over you both, it was hard not to be like that.

"I'm going to cum", Arisu warned softly, his forehead pressed against yours.

"Come inside me, please", you whispered, squeezing his hand.

Again he kissed you. Your hand slipped between them and began to masturbate yourself, moving your fingers the way you wanted while he was still thrusting. Their tongues intertwined with lust, moaning against each other's lips.

Both moaned louder, you spasmed slightly, your body trembling, your insides squeezing Arisu tightly, pulsing around him, begging him to come inside you. Soon he was having his orgasm, heavy gasps escaping his lips amid moans, watching you roll your eyes in pure pleasure as your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him closer, sinking him inside you, feeling his cum fill you.

Arisu pulled out of you, kissing you briefly, before kneeling in front of you, watching you pant, your hand sank inside your own pussy and started to fuck yourself, his cum escaping through your fingers, making him blush furiously.

"I can feel your cum filling me, Arisu", you whispered.

"You are a fucking slut, my god."

You looked at him and smiled wickedly, "I am", and brought your fingers to your own lips and sucked them, making him even redder.

"I hate you", he said, making you laugh, then pulling you to lie down on the bed and hold you for the rest of the night, exchanging kisses and soft little secrets.

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hi sweetheart! idk if requests are open rn but if they are could you do head canons of the aib characters finding out their partner is the queen of hearts, or just any of the game masters/face cards. Preferably with female reader. Tysm ♥♥

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ QUEENDOM aib characters finding out that their s/o is the queen of hearts and game master (headcannons!)

note: thank you sm for requesting i absolutely love this idea, i really couldn’t wait to write it ( i apologise if something is incorrect, i haven’t had the chance yet to peacefully watch season two but i really wanted to write this )

hikari kuina —

- when the witch hunt ended she was worried about you because she couldn’t find you anywhere but chishiya assured her by telling her that you probably had already left with arisu and usagi

- chishiya then led her to one of the control rooms where they reunited with arisu and usagi

- kuina immediately asked them whether they knew where you were but when they said they didn’t her worry increased

- but she promised herself she would go find you as soon as she was done with this

- the room full of computers left her slightly speechless and she really didn’t know what to think as chishiya and arisu spoke

- as the four of them discussed who could possibly be the game maker, all the computers lit up

- kuina’s held her breath as the game master spoke but when your face clearly appeared on the screens she couldn’t deny it anymore

- her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as your name slipped out of it

- she couldn’t comprehend how you were the one to create this hell not after all the intimate moments you shared

- chishiya had warned her about you, she should have listened but she couldn’t when you were so sweet and loving

- while chishiya had absolutely no idea that you could possibly be the game master he knew to be wary of you because of your specialty in heart games

- kuina quietly watched you laugh while explaining that there would be more games, her heart clenching at the thought that you perhaps never even loved her

- in that moment she truly wished to see an alien instead of you or anyone else for that matter just not you

- when arisu remembered that you and kuina were dating he questioned her whether you had told her anything that could be useful but her response was quite defensive because she was very upset

- she’ll try to forget about you and remind herself that you have to be beaten so she could go home to her sick mother

- she couldn’t help but miss you

- when she saw the fireworks go off, indicating that arisu and usagi had beaten you she felt her eyes watering as she quietly mourned you despite everything you did

- she realised that there was a small part of you that truly loved her

morizono aguni —

- this man is thinking about you 24/7

- he can’t find you anywhere nor anyone who might know where you are

- akane wasn’t much help when he attempted to describe you she only gave him a weirded out look

- so when he found arisu he was ecstatic

- he sat by the river preparing himself for any answer that arisu might give him

- except for the one where you’re the game master

- his movements stop and he feels like he’s about to throw up

- he doesn’t actually listens to what else arisu is saying

- aguni would feel very betrayed and angry, he’s sure that if you were in front of him he’d kill you

- but with time he slightly calms down but he refuses to talk about you to anyone

- he’d question everything you said and did

- tbh he wouldn’t even be surprised anymore if everything you said were lies

- he does wonder though why you became a game master and he’s slightly disappointed in himself that he never even suspected you

- don’t expect him to forgive you for everything you did, he won’t

- but he knows that he still loves you even though you ruined his life

rizuna ann —

- ann had noticed you leaving during the witch hunt but she didn’t think much of it, assuming that you were looking for a place to hide

- but when the game ended and you weren’t anywhere to be found, her concerns grew

- tatta eventually noticed the frown adorning her face and tried to reassure her by telling her that perhaps you went with kuina and chishiya

- while ann knew that was highly unlikely, she kept repeating it in her head so she wouldn’t just stand there

- a day passed and you still hadn’t returned so ann and tatta decided to drive around the city while the other citizens of the beach immigrated to the center of tokyo

- but her search for you had to wait as a new game started

- ann and tatta noticed arisu, usagi, kuina and chishiya hiding while attempting to run away and quickly stopped to pick them up

- she quietly listened to them discuss about the king of spades but quickly straightened up when usagi asked if you were even human

- ann turned around slightly and pretended to ignore the pitying look that kuina gave her as she asked them what you had to do with it

- the color drained from her face and her eyes were wide as arisu told her that you were the game master

- she quickly turned back into her seat while blinking rapidly to stop the tears from forming

- fortunately the king of spades managed to distract her for a while so she wouldn’t think about you

- ann took it pretty hard but pretended like nothing happened and denied feeling hurt by it

- it was only when she was laying beside kuina, taking her last breaths that she let a tear escape

- the last thing she saw were fireworks, her last thought being how you would be together in another life one where nothing would come in between the two of you

ryohei arisu —

- as soon as he realised that you weren’t beside him he started searching for you

- both he and usagi looked everywhere for you but when they were unable to find you, they went to look for the control room with heavy hearts

- the two were left dumbfounded when they saw the hundreds perhaps thousands of screens with bodies littered all across the room

- shortly after chishiya and kuina arrived at the scene before the screens lit up while a cheerful song played

- his heart stopped the moment he realised it was you on the screen

- his emotions were eating him up and his heart was clenching so heart he thought he was about to collapse

- his hands were shaking and he barely managed to keep himself from falling as he watched you smiling joyfully at him

- he barely comprehended what was happening around him as you announced the new games

- he wondered how you could do something like that to him after everything you went through together, after all the things you said to one another

- but he realised that he couldn’t try to justify your actions nor forgive you because he couldn’t betray karube and chota like that

- so he played the games with a broken heart beyond repair

- when he and usagi entered the last game venue he felt his eyes watering

- there you stood with a wide smile as you welcomed them as the queen of hearts

- as the game went on he realised that you truly had no idea what love was despite him having declared his love to you multiple times and shown you affection

- when you revealed that you made the seven hearts game specifically for him and his dead friends he was ready to shoot you

- but to escape the borderlands he had to win and he can’t win if you’re not alive

- he could feel usagi’s concerned glances as you continued manipulating them, making them question everything they knew

- but at the end when you gracefully died with a smile on your face, one that would haunt him for the rest of his life, he knew that you had grown to love him in your own twisted sick way

shuntaro chishiya —

- chishiya had quickly noticed that you were gone but despite his concern he left to find the control room

- he knew that you could handle being on your own for a few hours so he thoughts he could quickly get over with it before he and kuina would search the city for you

- but as you appeared on the countless amount of screens with open arms and a wide smile he realised that he probably would never see you again

- he couldn’t stop the way his face fell at the realisation that you had manipulated him

- chishiya knew he should have listened to his gut feeling but it was too late now

- he cared too much about you, much more than he normally would

- he felt like cursing you and shoving you off a building but he couldn’t ignore the stinging pain in his heart

- when kuina turned to him with wide concerned eyes he played it off by saying that he should have expected it from someone like you

- and during the whole time that he played games you wouldn’t leave his thoughts

- he wondered whether you made the collar that he was wearing or perhaps you just made the design

- the overthinking wouldn’t stop and he hated himself for ever loving you

- but as he was laying against a car with a bullet in his chest, he replayed all the moments he shared with you

- the final and last blow came when the fireworks went off and he got given an option of staying or leaving

- his heart shattered at the realisation that you were dead

- he looked at the exploding queen of hearts cards and wondered if you ever meant what you said to him, and as much as he hated it he knew that he had meant every word he said to you

suguru niragi —

- tbh he had better things to worry about during the ten hearts game so he only thought about you when everything had calmed down

- he was sitting on the ground while wrapping some bandages around his burned body when he wondered what you were doing

- when he found the king of clubs game he was actually looking for you and was slightly annoyed to see you weren’t there

- but he saw arisu and his friends so he wanted to ask them

- unfortunately he was too slow and the game had already started so he decided to ask after the game

- after kuina and arisu gave him a high-five he questioned them about your whereabouts

- he rolled his eyes as they all nervously glanced at each other before they told him that you were the game master

- he was not expecting that shit

- at first he’d think that they all went crazy but as he thought about it, it did make sense

- he would feel furious at first then he’d calm down

- niragi would wonder who of you was crazier: you, a sadistic liar or him, an abusive, psychotic narcissist

- it didn’t take long for him to conclude that you were ‘definitely crazier’ than him

- even though he found out that you were the game master, niragi would still run around looking for you

- after he shot chishiya and was dying on the floor not too far from the blonde, he would think about you

- now he was a 100% sure that you manipulated him into thinking that he loved you bc he’s sure that he’ll never love someone

- suddenly the large sign of the queen of hearts exploded and his heart dropped as he realised that you died

- fireworks went off indicating that they had won and could leave but tears were falling from his eyes as he kept his gaze steady on the rooftop where you had died

yuzuha usagi —

- usagi was breathing heavily as she watched the beach burn until she thought about the last time she saw you

- it had been in the beginning of the game and you promised her to hide while she went to help arisu

- but as she looked around she realised you weren’t there

- arisu managed to convince her to go to the control room with him after promising to help her looking for you after

- but the after never came when they found out that you were the game master

- usagi felt devastated as she watched you talk on the screens with a smile

- she wondered whether you ever faked the words you said

- but even if you did she wasn’t ready to let go of you yet

- she claimed to hate you and everything you did but her heart already clenched at the mention of your name

- at night she cried into arisu’s shoulder as she wondered where it went wrong

- during the games she managed to distract herself long enough to forget you for a couple of hours but when the adrenaline started to disappear you would haunt her mind endlessly

- when time came to play against the queen of hearts she felt like she could die of heartache alone

- arisu had offered to go alone but usagi refused to let her friend go against you all alone

- but reality really hit her when you stood there with a pretty dress and a charming smile on your face that usually would have swooned her

- for the entire game she had to hold back tears anytime she looked at you

- pain, betrayal and anger took over when you treated her as if you weren’t making people play to survive

- it was only when she looked up at you as she was bleeding in arisu’s arms, that she recognised a part of you by the look in your eyes

- it was the same look you gave her anytime she kissed you after a game with blush coating her cheeks or when you brushed your teeth in the morning while looking at her through the bathroom mirror with upturned lips

- she felt a sob take through her body and she knew the worst had yet to come

- and her prediction was right, you looked at her with a peaceful smile on your face before the laser went right through your head

- as your body fell to the ground, usagi rushed towards your body with trembling hands as she clung onto your body for the last time

[lumizwrld]

❥ Phone sex at its finest w/ Arisu

2-hour voice call, his desperate shivers trying to escape his lips while your hands rushed to your thighs, reminiscing his touch. His hands all on his throbbing dick just waiting to be inside you was like a withdrawal from a drug. How his grip on his phone came more profound each time you moaned, playing with your pretty wet pussy as the nastiest of words flew from your perky lips. Teasing his wet tip, how he'd try not to be loud with his moans, wishing to be shushed with your pussy riding his tongue, such a dream. All his spit on his rough hands, stroking himself faster as you fucked yourself faster with your toy in unison.

"Come fuck me already I'm not playing with you anymore." He begged, "I wanna feel you on me. Get on top of me please, fuck me how you did the other night.” He moaned, panting at his strokes as you tossed your head back due to his submissiveness. His mouth drier than the Sahara, hearing your sinful lullabies shush his neediness away, he was so helpless thinking about you fucking yourself to his voice. His filthy mind painting the picture of you caressing your perky brown nipples, your finger bitten as you pant intensely from the rough penetrations you gave to yourself. He was so lost in thought he couldn't help but groan then giggle, "I gotta stop baby.”

“Why?” You huffed.

“I know you want me to last, I gotta-”

“You better not fucking stop.”

Giggles all in the air from his perspective, “Talk to me like that baby I like when you get aggressive with me.” Picking the pace up on his strokes, you seemed to fall into Arisu’s helplessness, grabbing your vibrator from your dresser and alining it on your swollen clit.

“Please…” He pleaded in a soft tone before whimpering at his touches to his nipple. “Talk to m-me baby I wanna hear you…”

“You’re stuttering Ryohei..”

“Y-Yeah I know I’m s-sorry.”

“You’re adorable when you stutter.”

“Yeah? I-I can’t help it…”

“So fucking adorable, I wish I was there to kiss you.”

He tossed his head back into the pillows, “Mmh I want your pretty lips all on me..”

“I want your pretty lips on my dick.” He grinned while biting his lip.

“Kissing on the tip like always while you give me those fucking eyes.”

“Watching you smile when I cum all on your tongue…”

“Or when you cum on mines?”

“Mmh, is that how you’d want it to be when I see you tomorrow?”

“Speak to me beautiful is that how you want it?” He begged, reaching the both of you to a breaking point.

“Do you feel it Y/N?”

“Mhm, you gonna cum?”

“Fuck that toy the way I fuck you…”

“I want that pretty pussy to cum on my dick.”

[bangtaninborderland]

Risk It All (30)- Choose Life pt.1

Genre: Chishiya x f!Reader| angst | eventual smut

Warning: mentions of injuries/blood/violence

A/N:lmao this is nearly the end of the first season yet I've been writing this story for YEARS???

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Neither of you stopped, weaving in and out of burnings, over and under rubble as your feet carried you as far away as possible. Ignoring the chance you were dragging yourself into more danger, you let Chishiya guide you.

“In here!”

It was a small hardware store, the windows were already broken and the shelves raided, no doubt for weapons but luckily hidden behind the counter was a set of stairs. You tripped up them still holding each other's hand. As much as you desperately wanted to slump against the floor and let your lungs replenish the mass amounts of oxygen that you had depleted due to your impromptu sprint you knew that safety wasn’t guaranteed.

“Help me get this across the door.” You gesture to a solid filing cabinet. Mustering up the last of your shared strength you locked yourselves in. Bullets wouldn’t get through metal that thick.

The windows thankfully hadn’t been smashed but there was no heat.

This wasn’t like the home Chishiya had made.

“Did you get hit?” Chishiya asked through a pant. “How is your arm?”

“Fine.” You check to make sure. “What about you?”

He lifts his shirt before nodding. “It didn’t reopen, it’s okay.”

“What the fuck was that.” You drop your head against the wall. “How did he find us.”

Chishiya pulled off his backpack, handing you a bottle of water. “I think he knew people would be heading there to join the game.”

You stilled, the bottle clutched in your hand. “The game Kuina and An left to join?”

“Yeah probably.” He takes another swig of the water before recapping it and putting it back in his bag. “Why?”

“What if they got shot?”

He shakes his head. “Trust me Kuina is like a leech, she won’t die.”

“But what if-“

“Stop worrying about them.” He cuts you off. “They weren’t the ones that just nearly got shot to death, it’s okay to care about them but you have to prioritise yourself. Stop being irrational.”

“I’m not being irrational, I'm worrying about a friend.” You explain through gritted teeth.

He stares at you blankly. “Do you think Kuina would want you to worry in this way?”

You hate how he makes a good point.

Kuina would be angered at the thought you were worrying about her when your own life had been in danger. “No, she wouldn’t.”

“Then forget about her for a while. It’s okay to do that. It’s okay to care for yourself.” He assures you. “We need to figure out where we are.”

You peek out of the window, dropping back into your previous position when you see nothing. “I didn’t see any signs as we ran, it’s too dark.”

He agreed. “We will have to wait until the sun comes up but whatever is going on, I think this is coming to an end.”

“You think the games are nearly complete?”

He sounds sure. “I think that we have nearly won every card we need.”

“I hope so.” You wish. “I don’t think either of us will fare well against another game.”

“We should rest.” He manages to find a blanket and a cushion, laying them down on the floor. “You sleep first we can take it in turns, I’ll wake you up in a little so we can switch.”

“Are you sure?” You eye the makeshift bed. “You’ve just come out of a game one that was no doubt exhausting, mentally if not physically. I’m okay you want to sleep first.”

“No, it’s okay.” He declines the offer. “You get some sleep, I'm going to try and see if there is anything useful here, just let me know if I make too much noise.”

“Okay.” You agree, laying atop the blanket. “Goodnight.”

“Mhm.”

Despite his warning about making noise you don’t hear anything, it was hard to drift off at first. Your mind ran a world of its own as it had you picturing the masked gunman shooting down the door any second but eventually, the adrenaline you’d worked up burned out and you were left depleted and exhausted.

This time there were no dreams, just a void.

“Hey.” You felt yourself being sat up.

“What?” You grumbled, still disoriented from your nap. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s been a few hours.” Ah, it was time to switch.

You sit up, huffing as you brush the stray hairs out of your face. “Okay you sleep, I’ll take watch.”

“Okay.” He agrees, slipping onto the mat you’d just moved from. “I found a spare wrench, it’s against the wall.”

“Oh that’s good.” You yawn, leaning against the wall opposite Chishiya. “Sleep.”

“Goodnight.” He mumbles.

It didn’t take him long to fall asleep, it made sense though. He hadn’t exactly had time to rest after his game and it was unlikely he had managed to eat anything.

That was another pressing matter - food.

You quietly looked around, sifting through drawers and cupboards. Most of it was no good, perishable foods that were so rotten they looked as if they had been there for a millennia.

At this point they probably could have been.

It was hard not to wonder what was happening in the real world, if time passed different here then how long had you been gone? Years? Months? Days? It felt as though you’d been here for at least a year but it was probably something more like a few months.

The sun was already rising, it seemed as though some days night lasted forever, an unending darkness accompanied by a few hours of dull sunshine but some days it was the opposite, a hot sun with little reprieve found in the minimal hours of darkness that coats the city.

Today seemed like the latter.

You peered over the windowsill, the city as always was dead but you took that as a positive rather than a negative, you dropped back to the floor with a thud.

It was probably weird to watch Chishiya sleep but it wasn’t as though you had a variety of things to keep you entertained, you missed the small house and all of its perks. You forgot, even for a few days, what it was like to have absolutely nothing in a world where there was no permanency.

Your life in the real world - if it could be called that - had grown dull. There wasn’t much variety in the things you’d do, you were lonely and had grown accustomed to living alone but you missed how permanent things were. You had a home you could return to, you had a job, you had people you’d interact with, the sun rose and set at a normal time, you could go to stores and not worry about the shelves being empty.

Nothing here was permanent, not even the people, that’s what hurt you the most.

From the corner of your eye you saw an object stutter in the sky, you scrambled up, your heart racing in preparation to run.

Only to see something that, for once, provided you comfort.

“Chishiya wake up!” You slap his chest.

He jolts up, body rigid. “What?!”

“Look!” You point out the window at the mass ball of flames falling upon the city.

“Is that the blimp?” He squints. “It’s the king of spades. If I’ve worked it out correctly and I’m sure I have, that means after Kuina and Ans game finishes there’s just one game left.”

“What one?” You ask, a part of you relaxing at the blimp crashing into the ground.

“The queen of hearts.”

“We should go.” He stands, brushing his clothes off.

You quickly pack up, both taking a few sips of water and halving an oat bar before setting off.

The journey to the final blimp was thankfully a short one, the game stationed relatively close to the hardware store you'd hidden in the day prior. It made sense, you were practically in the heart of the city.

“Is that-“ You were shocked to see so many familiar faces. “Arisu? Usagi?” You called out.

They both turned to you at the same time, eyeing Chishiya cautiously before approaching you. “You’re alive?”

“Clearly.” Chishiya scoffs under his breath before turning to you. “I’ll be over here.”

You nod as he walks away. “How are you both?”

Arisu smiles although it’s strained. “As well as can be, are you going to play?”

“No.” You shook your head. “I have enough days on my visa.”

Usagi shrugs. “We played a few, I think we all just want this to be over.”

“You can say that again.” Arisu laughs. “Heart games are never good.”

“They aren’t.” You agree, the memories of your own horrifying experience with the card were always on your mind. “Have you seen anyone else?”

“Like who?”

“ An? Kuina?” You ask.

“Not for a while.” Usagi answers. “I saw them both after we split up at the train station they were doing okay.”

“We were staying together.” You explains. “Only for a few days but they both had to leave to join a game.”

“The Queen of Clubs?” Arisu questions.

You make a noise of affirmation. “How did you know?”

“I saw the blimp pass over, I also saw it crash.”

If the game was over and they weren’t here that could mean….

“Didn’t you say you were staying together?” Usagi seems to notice your train of thought and intervenes. “Did they know you were coming here?”

“No.” You purse your lips. “We were hiding out at a small house type hut but the king of spades turned up and quite literally blew it up.”

“I’m sure they are fine.” Usagi rubs your arm. “They probably went back there first.”

You truly hoped that was the case.

“Thanks.” You smile at her. “Is there anyone else here?”

The atmosphere around you turned into something solemn.“Tata…he passed away during a game.”

“How?” You weren’t close with him but he wasn’t a bad person.

Arisu looks at you with unbridled guilt. “He died helping us win.”

“I’m sure he wouldn’t regret that choice.” You reassure him, it was never easy when you were the reason for someone’s death even when you weren’t directly involved in it. “I’m glad you’re both okay.”

“Likewise.” He doesn’t make an attempt to smile, you can understand why. “I think the game is starting.”

You look back to find the gates surrounding the large building open, something they hadn’t been when you arrived. “I’m gonna go get Chishiya.”

He seems to have the same idea as he walks towards you. “Happy?”

“Just peachy.” You retort sarcastically. “Let’s go.”

“Without us?” You could scream as you turn back to see Kuina and An walking towards you, both worse for wear with various cuts and bruises littering their pale bodies.

“Fuck.” You curse as you run towards them, your arms wrapping around their waist as you help them stay upright. “Chishiya!”

He understands and wraps Ans arm around his shoulder. “You owe me, both of you owe me.”

“Stop complaining.” You hiss at him. “What happened to you two?”

“We won our game but it was hard.” Kuina says tiredly. “I need to sit.”

“Here.” You help them both slump down against the set of stairs beside the building. “You’ll be okay, you will. Chishiya do you have anything to help?”

He looks at the pair before grabbing your hand and pulling you aside. “I’ll be honest. I don’t think they are going to make it.”

“Don’t say that.” You felt the colour drain from your face. “You can help them.”

“There’s too much blood.” He shakes his head. “It will be pointless.”

“Chishiya please.” You bat away your tears. “I can’t lose them.”

He groans but pulls the bag off his back. “What one first?”

“Her.” An nudges Kuina. “She has it worse.”

“Take this.” Chishiya shoved a small bottle of cleaning alcohol into your hands. “Clean as much as you can. I’ll deal with Kuina.”

“What happened?” You glance at Arisu before tuning back to An.

“They were in a game.” Your voice wavers as you carefully dab at the large gash on Ans leg. “We need to finish this and get out of here, they need a hospital.”

“Usagi and I have decided to play.” He informs you. “I’ll do my best.”

You hear him turn away. “Arisu?”

He turns back to you. “Yeah?”

“I know you can win this.”

You watch as he and Usagi disappear inside the building, both of them limping as they go, clearly sustaining their own injuries.

“Hey?” An croaks.

You turn your attention back to her. “Yeah?”

“It’s okay.” It takes her far more effort than it should to brush the tears away from your cheeks. “It’s okay.”

Arisu needed to win.

You needed to get out.

They needed to live.

You needed them to live.

[24hlevi]

Hey, can you write a nsfw alphabet for arisu

hello! so sorry for how ungodly long this took, but here ya go! thank you for requesting 🫶

— Arisu NSFW Alphabet

Arisu Ryohei (Alice In Borderland) X Gn!Reader

Summary: a nsfw alphabet with arisu

Warnings: language, nsfw

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He is such a sweetheart afterward, will immediately ask if you need anything and makes sure you’re okay, won’t leave your side for a good while

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

For him, his hands because of him playing so many video games, he knows how to use them. For you, he can’t pick just one. One day it’s your thighs, the next it’s your lips. He can’t choose

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He can cum multiple times during the night and not get tired somehow

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a thing for maid outfits, but would never admit it to you

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Despite having literally no experience, he is a little nervous at first, but once he gets the hang of it, he isn’t stopping

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, he enjoys seeing your face as he pleases you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be both depending on the mood, if you’re both drunk then he’s joking a little bit, but he’s usually more serious

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He is pretty decently groomed, not completely shaven, there’s a little bit there, mainly because he doesn’t like the feeling of nothing being there

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) He is incredibly intimate during it, he likes taking his time with you and expressing how much he loves you so so much

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He gets embarrassed at the thought of jacking off when he has you, but if you're away and he has even just a picture of you he's going to, only when he knows he won't be caught

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He definitely has a begging kink and a praise kink, clearly. also. pegging.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He likes to keep it in the bedroom, but he won’t be against getting a bj in a bathroom

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you wearing his clothes is a big one, it takes all of his willpower to not pounce the second he sees you, also when you get dominant with him, he immediately folds

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything with strong degradation, slapping, blood, he can't fathom the thought of possibly hurting you

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves when you give him head, while he's embarrassed at first, by the end he's gripping your hair and pushing your head onto him more. What he loves more is giving you oral, he would be there for hours if he could

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) He's more slow and sensual with it, he doesn't like going super fast and wants to take the time to show he loves you

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's not one for quickies, but he wouldn't be against a quick one before he goes out somewhere or in a bathroom

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Mainly yes, but there are some things he will straight up say no to

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Probably 2 or 3 max, he's not that athletic obviously and doesn't have a whole lot of stamina but he tries his very best, making sure you feel good first before he does

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) He doesn't really use toys a lot, but he wouldn't be against using one on you, it just depends on what it is!

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He isn't one to tease a whole lot, but he definitely will in public until you ask him to go home with you

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He’s normally pretty quiet, letting out short groans and whimpers until he's close to release which then he gets loud moaning without a care

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He would love to see you dress up specifically for him like a maid’s outfit of sorts, but he's too afraid to admit that

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He's pretty average sized with a bigger girth than his length so he stretches you in all the right places with a long vein on the undercurve of him

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Once he is officially dating you, it's pretty high because he was so used to masturbating that he will take all the chances he gets with you

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After making sure you're cared for and okay, he’ll fall asleep with you next to him, making sure you're asleep first before he does, so fairly fast

[hyunjinners]

✧:･ﾟSincere Friendship → Ryohei Arisu ˚₊· ꒰📼꒱

꒰ 命 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ꒱┊Arisu feels lucky to have someone by his side supporting him.

꒰ 命 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ꒱┊arisu ryohei x fem¡reader.

꒰ 命 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ꒱┊friendzone, comfort, cute, emotional support.

꒰ 命 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ꒱┊slight anguish, family issues, possible trigger for some readers, friendzone, both are unrelated to reciprocal passion, english is not my first language! let me know if you have anything else to add! :)

꒰ 命 𝐖.𝐂 ꒱┊1,05k

꒰ 命 𝐀/𝐍 ꒱┊just a chapter with a small moment between friends, despite being in love, but it's kind of implicit.

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Once again. It was just one more time, like all the others… but it was becoming hard to ignore. Ryohei was considered the scum of the Arisu family. He was tired of being subjected to responsibilities proposed by his father. He just wanted to live. Free.

Nagging and insults directed at him were part of his daily life but, more than tired, he was beginning to wonder if he was capable of changing. The last thing he wanted was to become his father's perfect puppet like his older brother, but it was almost inevitable that the thought of being accepted by his family crossed his mind.

And once again he was here, sitting on his couch playing a mini game on his cell phone while pretending not to hear the evil laughs of his father and brother and while they blatantly and unnecessarily talk bad about him.

“Congratulations on the promotion, my son! I'm glad you're the pride of the family... unlike your brother.” With a roll of his eyes, Ryohei takes out his mini game when he sees a message notification. Unconsciously a goofy smile graces his lips, almost like a natural instinct when it comes to her.

Y/n 🤍🌼

"Busy?"

me:

"It depends, if it's for

bother me, yes.”

Y/n 🤍🌼

"stop, I know you love me

company ;)

Can you find me now?”

me:

“usual place?”

Y/n 🤍🌼

“You know I do.”

Me:

“see you in 5 minutes ;)”

Y/n was definitely like a guardian angel to him, always showing up at the right times and offering support and quality time without wanting anything in return. For Ryohei, she was the most perfect. As promised, punctually and quickly, Ryohei arrived at the agreed location, a small bridge of tiled stones over a calm stream. They discovered this place by accident while running around late at night to forget their problems.

Y/n was sitting on top of the small wall of the bridge, facing the water, watching her feet moving to the rhythm of the water. Whenever Ryohei saw her, she seemed calm, almost unconcerned with life and that was one of the things that Ryohei most admired about her, her peace, her calm way of being. Perhaps part of the little peace that was in his being would be attributed to the time he spent together with her, her contagious laugh after telling a bad joke, her random late-night musings or when she would randomly text him asking if at any point in human history anyone had ever thought about drinking dog's milk. It's these little things that contribute to one of the few healthy relationships Ryohei had in his life.

Y/n removes the cherry lollipop that was in her mouth, opening a smile and waving at Ryohei's static presence. Awakening from her small reverie, Arisu smiles awkwardly at her, slowly walking towards her, her arms crossed in the cold draft.

“Look, the princess is punctual.” a low laugh emits from her, Ryohei rolling his eyes at the sarcasm.

“To get out of that place, even if I could fly, I would go as quickly as possible.” the expression on Y/n's face softened, understanding suddenly washing over her. With a sigh, his right hand touches Ryohei's left shoulder, who until then had been watching the water distractedly. “I feel sorry for them. Don't worry, one day they will see the same Ryohei I know and they will apologize for everything they said. You are incredible, don't let yourself be shaken by the words of people who only see their own nose. You are much more than that.”

A lone tear wets Ryohei's face and without hesitation Y/n reaches out her hands holding his face in her hands, wiping his tears as if she could touch the inside of his heart. Arisu's emotions were almost transparent around her and he didn't even understand why, but he felt like he needed to vent everything to her. A little hesitantly, almost afraid, he wrapped his arms around Y/n's shoulders, who without question quickly returned the hug. "I'm sorry-”

He quickly moves away from Y/n, wanting to slap himself if he crossed the boundaries of her personal space. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-”

“no. It’s okay, you know it is.” She gives him a sweet smile, the one that moves Arisu's insides. His cheeks heat up and he looks away from your face before his desire for your lips becomes obvious. Again she guides his face so he could finally face her. His eyes were twitching and she couldn't help but think how cute she thought he was and didn't really understand what his family's problem was with treating him like this.

“Thank you for trusting me with your problems, Ryohei. I feel happy that you trust me.”

“... I should be thanking you. You are always by my side, listening to my problems and comforting me when I need it most. Thank you. I really don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have you by my side.”

“You don’t need to say thank you, we’re friends, that’s what friends are for.” she responds by stroking the locks at the back of Ryohei's neck. Friends. She already does so much for him, would it be selfish of him to feel disappointed by such a term?

“Just know that I’m here for you too, y/n.” he replied with a sincere smile. Maybe the time isn't now, but he knew that one day he would be brave enough to let her know his true feelings. Until then, he would be happy to have more nights like this.

⊹₊˚ʚ❛A/N: I'm finally in the mood to take out the forgotten chapters at the bottom of my drafts! I hope you enjoyed it, remembering that English is not my first language. like × reblog !¡ by:: @hyunjinners .❜ɞ

[dreamwavesexploringreality]

Echoes in the Storm

Chishiya x reader

Trope: Injury Care

TW: Injury, blood.

“We have to go back to the Beach,” Y/N said, worry etched on her face as she clutched her bloodied arm.

“It’s pouring,” Chishiya replied calmly, scanning the area where the couple had decided to take refuge after the game ended, the sky had turned gray, and lightning began to streak across the heavens accompanied by powerful roars. They were in a sort of hallway flanked by storefronts and shops. It could be considered the lobby of a rather small and mostly dilapidated shopping mall. Broken glass littered the floor, and many of the storefronts were empty.

“If we don’t go back, they’ll come looking for us and kill us for treachery,” the girl insisted, watching the rain fall heavily, distorting her view of the street.

“No one will be coming to look for us tonight. We’ll return in the morning,” the man decided, collapsing to the ground with his back against the wall.

Y/N felt a few drops land on her cheek as the wind pushed them toward her. She closed the door, feeling her arm protest from the effort, and secured it by wedging a metal chair against the doorknob.

“Come here,” the girl heard. Chishiya was looking at her, sitting on the ground.

Y/N approached and sank down beside him with a brief sigh. When she leaned her head on her companion’s shoulder, she noticed him crouching in front of her.

“Let me see,” he said, examining her arm.

Instinctively, she cradled her arm closer to her chest. Chishiya noticed the subtle movement and chuckled ironically.

“Are you going to act like a little girl? Let me see it,” his voice dripped with mockery, but beneath his words, a clear hint of concern shone through.

The girl slid her hand away from the wound, exposing it to the air and the man’s scrutinizing gaze. Chishiya leaned in closer, gripping her forearm with both hands. He squeezed firmly, watching as blood seeped from the cut, nearly at her shoulder, while she tensed and hissed in pain.

“It doesn’t seem like the muscle is torn. It’s more of a surface wound,” he stated, keeping his eyes fixed on the injury. “If we can keep it from getting infected tonight, I can stitch it up for you in the morning at the Beach.” The girl breathed a sigh of relief when his grip softened, and a small whimper escaped her lips as she felt him move away.

“Where are you going?” she asked, watching Chishiya disappear from her sight as he entered one of the looted and ransacked stores. She received no answer and shifted uncomfortably in her spot.

She leaned her head back against the wall and allowed herself to close her eyes for a few seconds. Taking a deep breath, she tried to distract herself from the prickling sensations traveling from her wound down to the tips of her fingers.

It wasn’t long before the sound of footsteps echoed in the room. Y/N kept her eyes closed, recognizing the pattern already engraved in her memory. They were calm steps, though she could discern a slight hint of urgency. They grew louder and louder until, when she felt them before her, she opened her eyes to find herself face to face with the familiar man. Chishiya knelt down in front of her again and laid a bright pink shirt and four small bottles of water on the ground.

“That doesn’t suit you,” the girl said with a mischievous smile, referring to the shirt.

Chishiya let out a huff but didn’t respond. Instead, he opened one of the bottles and poured some of its contents into his hands. Then, without warning, he poured the rest of the liquid onto her open wound. The woman’s body tensed, and she instinctively recoiled from the source of her pain. Chishiya's hand shot out at her movement, gripping her uninjured arm tightly, trapping her between him and the wall.

“Stay still,” the man said, gradually easing his grip until he was gently stroking patterns with his thumb.

The girl forced herself to remain still, losing herself in the sensation of his touch. She inhaled deeply, catching the scent of the man and realizing just how close they were to each other. Chishiya had enclosed her, holding her with one hand, his chest nearly pressed against hers.

Y/N lifted her gaze to observe the man, seeing him completely focused on the wound, carefully rubbing around it to remove the dried blood and dirt. In one of those movements, his fingers brushed too close to the open flesh, sending an electrifying pain through her arm, causing her to bury her face in the crook of Chishiya's neck while tightly closing her eyes. He may have tensed a little, especially when he tightened his grip on her healthy forearm, trying to keep her still, but Y/N barely noticed. What she did notice was his hand releasing her uninjured arm to rest on her back, almost at the nape of her neck. She felt him trace a pattern that traveled up to her nape and then down her spine. A pleasant shiver ran through her body, sending tingles across her skin and temporarily distracting her from the sharp pain in her arm.

Next, with her face still hidden in the man’s neck, she felt him shift in his position, his hand rising to rest on her head. She heard a soft “shh” accompanied by the sensation of his fingers caressing her scalp and gently intertwining with her hair. There was no time for her to register the loss of contact before she felt intense pressure on her wound. Chishiya had tightly and skillfully knotted the shirt around her arm, causing a sharp pain that filled her eyes with tears. As she tried to lift her head, she felt his hand in her hair, keeping her in place.

“Shh, it’s okay now,” she heard the man whisper.

A few tears escaped her closed eyes, dampening the boy's neck as he quickly began tracing irregular patterns on the girl’s back with his free hand, while with the other, he gently pressed her head against his neck.

The man felt a choked sigh escape Y/N's lips, and with utmost care, he maneuvered her so that he leaned against the wall, with her body resting on top of his, her legs on either side of his thighs. For some reason, Chishiya kept his hand firmly on the girl’s head, preventing her from lifting her gaze, and he felt himself relax as the erratic breathing against his neck turned normal, sensing the adrenaline fading from her body as she fell asleep on his shoulder. He cradled her gently, and once he was sure Y/N had drifted off, he allowed himself to surrender to sleep.

Perhaps it was the exhaustion, the fatigue, or the weariness from the game; perhaps it was merely the product of a dream or the reserved fantasies of his subconscious, but Y/N could swear that that night, with the scent of rain filling the room and the man’s hair tickling her cheek, she heard whispered words in her ear.

As the sun began to rise over the horizon and the first rays of light swept through the room, the girl sat up, not without pain, to observe the man who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. With her arms around his neck, she allowed herself to gently caress the tips of his hair, feeling him stir beneath her, sighing softly and tightening his grip around her waist, pulling their bodies even closer together.

“Did you say something last night?” the girl intended to ask just before forcing herself to be quiet, allowing a silence laden with unspoken words to settle between them.

"The woman remained motionless as she watched the man wake up slowly. She saw how a faint smile formed on his face while she delicately played with the strands of hair at the nape of his neck. A shiver ran through her body as a strange burst of warmth grew in her chest when Chishiya finally opened his eyes and met her gaze.

That morning, infused with the scent of rain after a night where reality and dreams had blurred their boundaries, no one spoke. Anyone who approached would see two still figures lost in each other's gaze and would be unable to perceive the unspoken words floating in the air. Words that had remained hidden in the depths of their hearts, in the darkest corners of their consciousness... words that were unnecessary to express, at the top of their lungs, the reality that had just been revealed to them.

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[werelosingdaylight]

Peace

Any AIB Character x GN!Reader

REQUESTED? Yes • [No]

WORD COUNT: 787

SUMMARY| It’s one of your worse days, will they be able to catch you this time?

WARNINGS: Mentions of death & suicide, Reader struggles from depression, if I’m forgetting something let me know!

Adm Note: This honestly started off as me venting and I just turned it into a story. Everything I wrote is below the cut! Feel free to imagine any AIB character you want, this takes place in the real world but you remember everything from the borderlands! I am going to sleep, Goodnight/morning/afternoon and I love you all! <3

Standing on the roof of the building, nearing the edge slowly but surely, like a sailor being lured into the water by a sirens song. It's like a wire was wrapped around your body, making you walk closer to the edge but being the only thing keeping you up from the fall. but you didn't hold fear in your body from the possibility that you could fall.

It's not that you truly wished for death but you welcomed the feeling of peace that came with the idea of death. There are many things you wished to accomplish, and experience but was it worth the fight? Was it worth waking up everyday and struggling to find the strength to get out of your bed? Was it worth the not being able to take care of yourself, not getting up to shower or eat?

You didn't know what would hurt the people you cared for more. If you were to let yourself fall from the roofs edge, or if they notice you had slowly been rotting away before their eyes and they were to late to stop it? You knew it was selfish, to put them through that pain just for you to find peace, but you couldn't keep up the act anymore.

The act of going about your life as if you weren't dying inside from the evil whispers of death that plagued your mind daily.

It's like you're drowning, but no matter how fast and hard you swim through the water it's never quick enough. Sometimes it takes years to finally break through the surface, and even then it's not over. At some point you will be swept back into the dark waters and start your struggle all over again.

You can choose to keep fighting against the currant and to find the will to live your life to to fullest, make the happy memories you craved to have with people. You can win your battle, even with tears in your eyes and a burning in your eyes; you can win.

Or you could succumb to the currant and let the water fill your lungs after you blackout, being yet another soul to lose the war with yourself; the kind of soul that is so broken the grim reaper himself sheds tears for you. You can let your demons win, but what would you win? Peace?

Peace would get lonely after a while, and you will watch everyone move on, leaving you in the past, until you were forgotten completely.

Your fingers curled into your palm, battling with your mind once again as your desire to live crawled from the cage it had been trapped in. "Y/N?" That voice caused all the battling to stop, the voice filled with worry at seeing you so close to the edge.

Your shoulders visibly relaxed, you weren't going to leave them; you didn't want them to go through that pain. You didn't want to be the cause of their heart ache, you wanted to protect them from it.

Stepping back down from the ledge, you noticed how they let out a sigh of relief from the corner of your eye. Turning you tried to send them a small smile, but your lower lip trembled as salty tears pooled in your eyes; but that didn't compare to the sting of them watching you like that. Like you would slip through their fingers, like you were grains of sand that would fall from their hands when the wind blew to hard.

They wordlessly walked over and pulled you into them, a hand on your lower back rubbing soothing circles into the fabric of your hoodie; their other hand was cradling the back of your head like you would disappear the moment they let you go.

This was one of your worse days, but they were always there to catch your fall. Maybe, they were your peace. Your safe haven in the middle of the whirling storm of your mind; and even if it's only temporary, you would appreciate every effort they made.

The warmth from the hug radiated pure love and relief as they tried to ground themselves of the fact that you are still here, not caring about the silent tears that had fallen from your eyes and soaked through their shirt as you found comfort in their arms.

You're okay, You're still here. They can still feel your pulse beating heavily. They can still feel your warmth. They can still feel you.

For now, you were okay being in their arms underneath the billions of stars that decorated the skies. Yes, sometimes you had bad days, but moments like this made you remember why you wanted to be alive.

[usetheeauthor]

Video Games (MDNI +18)

🎶I heard that you like the bad girls, honey? Is that true?🎶

Sub!Boyfriend!Arisu Ryohei x Dom!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend games all day instead of paying attention to you. You know exactly how to get him out of his own world.

A/N: Wrote another sub!Arisu fic because I’m horny and I want to slut this man out. He’s so underrated in the fandom and I don’t get why. Do you see that innocent face? This man is begging to be folding like a pretzel.

Word Count: 994 words

Warnings: smut, handjob, biting, hair pulling, choking, kissing/french kissing, saliva as lube, spit kink, cum eating, dacryphilia, daddy kink

You knew the disadvantages of having a gamer boyfriend but you figured that Arisu was more than worth it. Now you’re not so sure anymore.

Just how is it possible that this man could stay in front of a screen for hours on end, mindlessly shooting enemies? Not once has he looked up at you to make sure that you’re still there. You just might very well leave.

Except you were incredibly horny.

There was something about your boyfriend that just made you so insatiable. You’ve never had a sexual appetite this intense before but whenever you’re in his presence all you want to do is tie him to your bed and use him until you’re both spent.

Sometimes, you wondered if your boyfriend felt this way, too. You get that he enjoys sex but it’s almost as if he’d rather game than make love to you.

You huff out loud. He glances at you for a moment, unaware of your lust-filled thoughts. You guess you should test your theory.

Standing up from your seat on the couch, you alert him enough for him to do a double take. Nonetheless, he returns his attention back to the game, headphones over his ears as he shouts commands at his team.

You approach him from behind the couch, removing the headset and throwing them off to the side.

“Hanii, I’m a little busy, here.” Arisu groans, frustration pickled in his tone.

“I know,” You whisper seductively in his ear. “But I want you.”

A shiver goes down his spine. “I can’t leave the guys. We’re right in the middle of a serious game.”

“I just wanna play with you for a bit. Why should you get to have all the fun?” You pout, leaning over the couch a little to rub his clothed erection. He’s already starting to grow in your hands.

“Please…” Arisu rasps.

You kiss and suck his neck, now exposed from lowering his hoodie. Continuing to palm his thick length, you could feel the faint motion of his hips rolling up in a circle.

“Should I stop?” You ask, teasingly.

“Uh-uh.” He protests, eyes closed.

“That’s what I thought.” You say, pulling down his shorts and underwear with his assistance and free him of his restraints. Your mouth waters at the sight of his dick. It was just so pleasingly beautiful. Thick and decent in length, he knew exactly how to use it to hit the deepest parts of you.

You hold your palm out in front of him, signaling him to spit. Arisu obeys, whimpering once you began coating his cock with his saliva and slowly stroking him. His ragged breaths fill the air and it takes everything in you not to ravish him. Your free hand grabs a fistful of his hair, turning his head to the side for a kiss. Upping the theatrics of the kiss, you massage your tongue over his while moaning. It was absolutely pornographic.

Sucking on his bottom lip, you drag it along with you before letting it go with faint pop. Your grip tightens around him, focusing your clenched fist around the sensitive tip of his cock.

His mouth parts, eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back. He looks so amazing. How was it possible that you were his first girlfriend with beauty like that? You clasp a hand around his neck, applying enough pressure to choke out a sob.

“Y/n…”

You bite down on his earlobe, stroking him quicker. “Ryohei, don’t hold back. Make some noise for me.”

Arisu does as you say. No longer afraid to be vulnerable with being subservient to you. With every tug, he makes a soft ‘uh, uh, uh’ sound. He could feel his balls drawing up, the tension in the pit of his stomach building up.

“I’m gonna cum.” He whines.

“I wanna see your eyes when you cum. Please, daddy.” You were surprised yourself that you let that slip out. You’ve never called a guy that before especially not when you’re the dominant one in bed. But you were just so desperate to please him that he’d earned the title in that moment.

You could tell that it was just what he needed to let go, eyes open as you stare back at him intensely. He lets out a guttural moan, back arching as he spills over himself. His warm cum spurts out and runs down your fist and his tummy. You continue to jerk him, wanting to extend his pleasure for as long as he could take it.

“That’s it, daddy. Let go. Make a mess for me.” You kiss up his neck some more, it slightly sweaty from the exertion.

He begins to shudder and sob at the overstimulation. His nails sink into the couch cushion under him, searching for something to ground him. You have mercy on him, removing your hand and he can breathe again.

You make a show of licking his essence off your palm and fingers before crawling up the overhead of the couch, rolling onto the seat beside him. You plop your head in his lap, his dick still out but long gone soft. He hasn’t moved since his orgasm.

You stare up at him concern. “My love?”

He looks down at you in his lap with a blissed out smile and his hair was messy. “I’m back.”

“Good to know. I was worried I lost you there.” You giggle, soothing his hair.

He snaps out of his daze when he hears the notification sound from the TV. He quickly takes the controller to open the message.

“Dude, if you were going to abandon the game to get laid, at least give us a heads up. Also, your mic’s on.”

Arisu blushes profusely, taking a throw pillow to shove in his face. He muffles, “We forgot to turn off the mic! They’ll never let me live it down.”

“I’m sure they enjoyed the show.” You wink, rubbing his back.

[airbendertendou]

you're so pretty it hurts ♡ arisu ryohei

synopsis ; arisu searches for usagi at a pool party, but finds an old friend instead.

content warnings ; alludes to sex / non-descriptive smut, sexual assault [and how it’s pushed away as jokes], virgin!reader, soft n sappy n sweet arisu ):

song inspo ; im yours by isabel larosa

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Ever since he lost Karube and Chota, he’d been thinking of you constantly. Parts of Arisu regretted dropping out of college — that was the only way he could see you, after all. But, it got too intense too quick ; got too overwhelming and crushing in all of the worst ways. Arisu missed seeing you and your sweet good mornings ; your attempts of helping him during class and the way you’d consistently invite him out.

“Arisu?” Usagi’s voice comes over the walkie-talkie in his hand. Static hits next and he’s officially back to reality — his new reality. “Do you see anyone?”

“A few people here have those bracelets on,” he replies. Each game they got closer and closer to whatever the Beach is. “They’re on the move! I’ll follow behind!”

Usagi and Arisu meet at a bridge, overlooking a lit-up hotel. Arisu breathes out heavily as he thinks of his fallen friends and what they couldn’t accomplish. We made it, Karube, he thinks. Thanks to you, we made it to the Beach.

And then he was hit over the head.

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You’re walking to the pool when you see someone familiar. He’s looking around anxiously, frantic and watchful in the same way he would be before a test. His hair is messy and damp, a bruise or two forming on his face. Yet, you still know who he is. His name leaves your mouth in a whisper as you stand completely still in the middle of the pulsing crowd. “...Arisu.”

“Ryohei. It’s Ryohei for you.”

With a grin — and in remembrance of what he’d told you years ago — you shout, “Ryohei!”

His head snaps to your direction immediately, surprise flickering across his battered face before he’s running to you. Arisu is panting as he stands in front of you, eyeing your disheveled appearance. His eyes linger on your swim shorts and how they seem a little tighter than necessary before he snaps his gaze away with a blush. “What are you doing here, [name]?”

“Same as you,” you shrug. Gently, you tug your old friend to a more isolated area, your hand dropping to hold his as the eyes around you vanish. “How are you doing, Arisu? Are you okay?”

He’s scowling immediately as his free hand pinches your nose, wiggling your head side to side while it’s in his hold. “You call me Ryohei.”

You hum, failing to hold your smile at his familiar antics. Arisu’s face drops with his free hand, smile soothing into something sadder. “You’re avoiding my questions, Ryohei.”

Smiling half-heartedly. Arisu looks away from you briefly with pursed lips. “I’ll tell you later. Right now, I’m looking for a… friend.”

Acquaintance felt more accurate to what he and Usagi were — game partners even more accurate. You raise an eyebrow teasingly and he’s quick to shove those thoughts out of your head. “Really — friends.”

Usagi is the one who finds him, walking up to both of you curiously while she zips her jacket up. Arisu moves to stand beside you, hands still locked as they sway between your bodies. “This is [name]! We knew each other in the other world. This is Usagi — we’ve been pairing up during games.”

You nod, smiling her way and watching her own hesitant smile break through. The two talk about things you don’t bother to listen to, grabbing a drink instead as you look for anyone you know. Making sure your friends — a loose term in this world —are still living is a vital part of your own survival. You need to know you aren’t going through this alone ; need to see the horror and pain stuck on someone else’s face.

A tug on your left hand brings you back to the duo as you sip on your drink. Arisu nods to a few empty seats with his chin before he leads you there. Usagi goes off on her own for more questioning, seeing who has theories and what they are. Arisu turns to you and just looks for a bit, taken aback by the lights that bounce off of your skin.

The thoughts that have been weighing you down recently pop back up. It’s no coincidence, either ; if you were talking about this with anyone, of course it’d be with Arisu. You gulp down the rest of your drink and turn to him abruptly. “Will you do me a favor?”

Arisu raises an eyebrow, watching as the smile on your face turns tense and wary. He scoots his chair closer to yours, leaning his head down so that you’re forced to meet his eyes. “Everything okay?”

“Being in this world…” your smile falters, tears building in your eyes. Arisu stiffens at the sight of how upset you are, grabbing both of your hands so that they’re clenched in his. “I’ve realized how many people take advantage of the prospect of no rules. My body is no longer mine ; my survival doesn’t only mean playing these games.”

The shaggy-haired boy gulps, his grip on your hands tightening slightly. “No one has…”

You let out a harsh laugh. You squeeze his hands briefly and drop your gaze to the ground. Slowly, you tell Arisu of the gazes that hit your body at every second ; you tell him of the harmless jokes and rancid laughter that echoes in your head when you can’t sleep. Arisu frowns when you describe the solidifying moment for you — that day you bent over and a group of guys stood behind you, shifting and moving against your body and laughing it off when you became upset.

“The militants aren’t the worst people here,” you say. Arisu has stayed silent, but his rage and disgust is building up terrifyingly fast. “Anyone and everyone can and will take advantage of me. And no one will help ; everyone just looks the other way when they hear screaming. So—”

Arisu tilts his head further downward and it makes you giggle. He grins at the sound, straightening up when you do. “So?”

“I’m scared I’ll be taken advantage of eventually ; scared someone will force me to be with them and hurt me when I say no.” Your fears are common, he thinks ; completely rational and it makes him sick that you have to think this way. Your next sentence is said after heaving in a deep, anxious breath. “I want you to have sex with me. I want you to be the first one I’m that intimate with.” 

The world pauses. Arisu stares at you, blinking a few times before spitting out, “right now?”

It makes you cackle — how shocked and casual he sounds. Your head is thrown back in joy, eyes closed and lips curled up fully. Arisu pauses, gaze softening as he watches you. A grin is still painted on your lips as you finally sober up, taking his breath away once again. “Not right now, no. We’ll know when the time is right… That’s how the saying goes, right?”

“Something like that,” Arisu gulps. Usagi re-joins the two of you and it takes longer than it should for him to pry his attention from you. It reels in his head — over and over and over — I want you to be the first one that I’m intimate with. 

Arisu shivers, suddenly feeling like every eye is on him.

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He doesn’t even remember how he got here. But, Arisu stands in the middle of yet another pool party, glowering at every swimsuit-clad person he sees. Usagi has made friends with a girl named Asahi ; she dragged you away to meet her new acquaintances and Arisu was left to himself.

Somehow, he’s able to hear your laughter over the music that’s pounding and his head swivels that way immediately. The lights at the Beach are bouncing off of your smile, shimmering over your skin and forming a halo over your entire body. His breathing stops — Arisu feels his tongue go dry just at the sight of you.

Before he knows it, Arisu has fought through the crowd and is standing in front of you. Pausing your dancing to glance at him curiously is what sets him off. Arisu is leaning in towards you, eyes fully closed and lips puckered — prepared to kiss the absolute life out of you.

“I’m losing my mind,” Arisu whispers against your lips. Your heart is racing as his fingers trail to your cheek, cupping it gently and running his thumb along your jaw. “It isn’t fair that you look this pretty in such an awful world. It isn’t fair that you are completely in control even after what you asked from me.”

You sigh, brushing your nose against his, “who says I’m in control, hm?”

You end up in your room, giggles swallowed by Arisu’s tongue. He’s frantic as he kisses you ; always keeping a hand on your face as you stumble around. The bed meets the bend of your knees as Arisu pushes you to it gently, panting against your cheek as he struggles to catch his breath. You turn your head for your own air and pause at the swinging door.

“Ryohei—” Arisu seemingly whines against your cheek at the sound of his name. You giggle again, not resisting the urge you have to pepper his face in kisses. “Silly. What do we do about the door?”

“Door…?” It’s then that he remembers a rule about the Beach — no privacy. Arisu sighs, closing his eyes and sitting up. You follow suit, biting your bottom lip as you look around your scarce room for something to keep the door shut. His eyes drift to a pile of torn and bloodied clothes on the floor, lighting up with an idea. He points to the cloth with a grin, “do you need those?”

A half-hearted ‘rope’ is made with the clothing, tied from the door handle of the bathroom to the main door. Arisu stands triumphant, a smug smile on his face as he holds his fists on his hips. He turns to you, cheeks heating as he sees how swollen your lips are ; how out of breath from his kisses you still seem to be.

“I’m not that experienced,” Arisu finds himself saying. He scratches the back of his head sheepishly, sitting on the bed so he doesn’t have to face you. “With— things. You can ask someone else if you want.”

You’re shaking your head before he can finish his sentence. Sitting beside him, you hold his left hand with your right, squeezing it briefly. “I chose to ask you because I trust you, Ryohei. You make me feel safe.”

Arisu is tearing up before he can stop himself, sniffling as he smiles down at the floor. You’re pushed back softly as he hovers over you, a bright grin broadcasted just for you. A kiss to your left eye, then right ; one to your nose before they’re bridged to your cheeks. And a final, promising kiss to your lips.

“Okay,” he breathes, “okay. I’ve got you.”

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[klaustozier]

demon ; kento yamazaki

SUMMARY: you are a demon hunter and one of this demons is very different from what you are used to.

warnings: demon!brunette!Kento x fem!reader; Kento is 190cm or 6'2 (i think you can write it like this); big!cocks, that's it cocks, two dicks; double penetration; he has tentacles 😳 (no, he won't fuck you with them); his eyes are black and his canines and lateral incisors are pointed; I'm out of my mind; praise kink; degradation kink; fingering; play with nipples; hanging; oral on you (his tongue grows); there will be no condom use (but you know you should, please don't do this to me and use a condom); double penetration; creampie.

word count: 2.5k

english is not my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes.

i'll make a nijiro version of this soon.

enjoy 💖

The creature was trapped in a metal chair, chained to the floor. You should have already killed him, but you couldn't. Because you thought he was handsome. You felt so stupid, just because his face was pretty didn't mean you should spare him.

You were a demon hunter and prevented them from harming humans, so you had to kill him. But what about that brunette hair? And that pretty nose? And that jaw? And those lips?

You'd heard from friends that they'd fucked demons before, that they'd come and then kill them, but you couldn't do that, you were better than that.

"What are you thinking about, baby?", he asked, his voice was low, echoing off the walls of the warehouse you'd brought him to. His black eyes focused on you, glistening in the light from outside, teeth sharpened under his smile.

"How to shut you up as fast as I can", you replied, looking back at the knives on your desk.

"Oh yeah?", you suddenly felt him at your back, your heart skipped a beat, your stomach turned to ice, "Are you going to be nice to me, princess?"

"How did you escape?", your voice was so small, you were so scared, for the first time in your life.

"Ah", he chuckled softly, his mouth settling on your neck, "I have my tricks, baby girl", and you felt things slither down your belly and legs and as you looked down, you saw the long, black tentacles curling around your body. Those tentacles came from his back and depending on how much power he had, he could make more of them. You've never met a demon with tentacles and when you captured him, you didn't find any traces that he was like this, "I can smell you... you smell like a horny little slut, you know?"

"Let go of me now", you growled trying to break free, shifting restlessly.

"You find me attractive, don't you?", he asked, chuckling softly, his lips sliding down your neck.

You squinted your eyes trying to concentrate, "Let me go now", you growled through your teeth, feeling your pussy throb as the black tentacles tightened on your thighs.

"I know you don't want to, I can feel your heart beating", one of the countless tentacles slid along the inside of your thigh, the tip coming extremely close to your crotch, caressing the skin still covered by your jeans, "I can feel your pussy throbbing… you smell", and he took a deep breath, "so good…"

"Filthy demon", you cursed, trying to pick up the small dagger on your table trying to hit the thigh of the tall man behind you, but one of the tentacles grabbed your wrist, taking your arm to your own neck.

"Don't be rude, I'm complimenting you, fucking slut."

"Let go of me", you snarled, once more.

His beautiful lips touched your cheek, staying close to your skin as he spoke, taking the dagger from your hand, "Lie to me and say you don't want me."

"How would I want such a disgusting being?", you tried to be strong.

He chuckled, a low laugh, "Disgusting?", a tentacle positioned around your neck and just wrapped around the delicate area, "I'm a monster, but not that kind of monster, you know? If you didn't want me, I'd just walk away… but fuck, when I felt what you wanted from me", he chuckled, "I couldn't control myself… Want to handcuff me again and blow me for a little while, princess?"

You swallowed hard, "Y-you… we can't…", you whispered, getting tired of being strong.

"No? Why not? Because I'm not human?", you took a deep breath, shivering, "Kitten", the tentacle that held you by the neck tightened, making you moan, "you'll never be able to think of another fucking human again after being fucked by me."

The demon turned you on your heels and loosened some of the grip on his tentacles, giving you the opportunity to move away. Your eyes looked at him, the completely black eyes looking at you with so much evil inside them. He grinned, sharp canines and incisors gleaming beneath his handsome smile, the dimples showing. The tentacles wrapped around you again and his hands gripped your waist and finally he kissed you.

You moaned and squirmed, feeling your pussy throb. The bigger one dominated the kiss, his tongue rubbing against yours, hungry, you just allowed him to do what he wanted. His hands roamed your body while the thick black tentacles did the same, exploring every millimeter of it, making your legs tremble.

Two tentacles tightened around your breasts, squeezing them together only so his big hands could play with the nipples hidden under the black clothes. His thumbs began to rub the peaks, his tongue rubbing on yours, his sharp teeth scraping your bottom lip every now and then, the tentacle on your neck squeezing in perfect pressure.

"Fuck, your are so fucking hot", he whispered, his hands going down to be able to remove your shirt, one of the tentacles ripped your bra, in the back, opening it and taking it off. He took a deep breath, "I'm going to fuck you until you forget your name."

"Please, sir."

He smiled, "What a nice little slut."

"Thank you, sir."

His hand slid around your waist, having your mouth dominated again, being kissed with desperation. When your hand wandered to his cock, your eyes widened, the problem wasn't just that it was a thick bulge against the black dress pants he wore, but that they were two bulges. Your eyes widened and his heart sped up in despair making him laugh.

"Stay calm, baby…", he whispered, his hand caressing your hair, while one of the tentacles slid over your ass and the other over your thighs, caressing you, "If you want, I can transform and just stay with on-"

"No… it's okay…"

The brunette smirked, "Your sweet saint face is just for decoration, right?", and chuckled when your cheeks flushed, "You want to feel full, don't you?"

"Yes…"

He chuckled evilly, "And I'll do whatever you want."

The older one opened your pants with his hands and let his tentacles take them off for him while his hand was busy stroking your pussy lips, making your legs shake. The tentacle on your neck loosened its grip a little giving you time to breathe and adjust before tightening it again. His tentacles removed the knives from the table and placed you on top of the furniture while his hands were busy with your white panties. He thought if he should just take it off and be delicate, or if he should tear the piece with brute force, and he chose the second option, ripping the panties, earning a startled moan from you.

Kento smiled, his thumb sliding over the wet lips, giving your clit a little attention, making gentle circular motions. He knelt on the floor, tentacles coming out from his back, threading through the white button-up shirt that was opened as he positioned himself on the floor. Four tentacles gripped your legs, opening you for him, holding you in place for his access. A tentacle touched your wrist, pulling it to your own breast, wanting you to touch yourself while another positioned itself on your free breast and began to slide the delicate tip over your nipple. The soft, smooth, black tentacle slid over your delicate skin, making your moan softly.

The brunette took a deep breath and kissed your thighs before sliding his tongue over your wet pussy. You whined, a sigh leaving your lips, your free hand stroking the soft blond hair. The soft tongue rubbed against your clit and moved all over your wet pussy, sucking on the lips before returning to the tender spot and giving it attention.

"Fuck", you cursed feeling his tongue forcing in your entrance.

You didn't expect to feel what you felt. It was like his tongue was sliding down inside you, reaching in, going deeper inside you back and forth, fucking you. Your moan grew more agonized as his thumb began stroking your clit, letting his tongue fuck you.

His dark eyes focused on you, a wicked smile spread across his face, even though you couldn't see it, his nose was resting on your skin as his tongue tasted you so intimately. Saliva escaped his lips, wetting you, sliding down your ass.

A sly moan left your lips when you felt the long tongue leave you and climb your lips, returning to its normal size when reaching the clit, "What a delicious pussy… so tight… you're going to crush my cock like that, princess…"

"How-how…? How you-?"

The brunette chuckled, standing up, sticking out his tongue. The normal-sized tongue grew down his lips, making your heart race. The tentacle on your breast just held it and offered it to its owner for him to curl his long tongue over the delicate skin, the tip rubbing against the nipple as the length slid across the skin, eliciting a whimper from you. One of his hands took your hand away from your own breast and squeezed it hard, making you moan and his free hand went to your pussy, sliding through the lips, collecting the lubrication before sinking them inside you. Fingers curling, back and forth inside you, feeling your hands grip his hair.

"Fucking thigh pussy", whispered the demon as he retracted his tongue, his eyes focusing on his fingers fucking you, the wet sounds mixing with your moans, "Did anyone ever tell you that you moan like a dirty slut?"

You shook your head, "No… I'm sorry, sir."

Kento frowned and then laughed, "Who says I don't like it?", the tentacle on your neck squeezed the delicate area again, pulling you closer to him, "I want to hear every obscene moan that comes from you, princess."

The brunette kissed you again, his fingers still teasing you, gathering lubrication before sliding his finger down to your other entrance, dipping one finger in without difficulty. Which made him laugh and he continued to prepare you gently. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you kissed him, feeling your entrance being opened.

His tentacles still held you in place, holding you all the way to your back, so you didn't have to worry about holding on with your hands. Two of them busied themselves with your breasts, squeezing them eagerly as the tips rubbed against your nipples, making your back arch.

The demon's free hand opened his own pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers. The kiss ended because of your curiosity to see what the two volumes you had felt earlier were about. Kento had two members, one on top of the other, very close together, under the lower one there was a pair of testicles. Both cocks were thick, countless veins adorned the fair skin, the red tips glowing pre-cum. You swallowed hard, watching him bring his hand to his lips and let saliva fall, sliding it over both of his cocks. You watched with all attention, his hand went to your lips, making you look at him.

"Slobber on it for me, baby girl."

Promptly, you complied, spittle dripping from your mouth onto the large hand under your lips. After a brief moment, he smeared all of your saliva onto his skin, jerking himself off, one cock at a time. With a sigh, he positioned his cocks at your entrances, forcing his way through. You moaned, grabbing his shoulders, hugging him, your hand sliding across his chest, the open white blouse giving you passage over his beautiful abdomen. Your face was buried in his sweet-smelling neck, you could have sworn he smelled like lavender and lust, but she couldn't be sure.

"Everything okay?", Kento asked softly, his hands stroking your hair and back as he sank all of himself inside you, wanting to help you calm down.

"Yes", you replied, slightly agonized, your hips squirming, "Fuck me, please, fuck me."

"Whatever my little baby girl wants."

And the demon began to move. His strong hands held you by the waist, starting delicate movements, the tentacles caressed your thighs, squeezing your breasts, offering them to him. The brunette brought his face to your breasts, lightly nibbling the top of your left breast before enveloping it in his tongue, caressing the bitten skin as the tip of his tongue caressed the peaked nipple. You moaned, digging your short nails into the demon's broad shoulders.

Your moans were agonized, you could feel him so deep inside you, stretching you completely for him. Your moans got louder the faster Kento moved, fucking you without any kind of pity. You had never been so well fucked in your life, there was hate and precision in his movements and it was so wonderful. With one hand, he pulled you by the hair, making you look at him.

"You're so fucking hot", he whispered, "How am I going to fuck anyone else and not think about that ass crushing me? And that pussy drooling all over my cock?"

"Sir", you whispered, lost.

"Funny you're supposed to be killing me, not letting me stretch you open, princess", he chuckled, "Aren't you ashamed?"

"Fuck off."

The demon grinned and slapped you across the face, "You better respect me, spoiled slut."

"I'm going to kill-", and you couldn't finish, you couldn't threaten him, after all his thumb went back to caressing your clit while both cocks invaded you with so much desire, "I'm going to cum."

"Come on, little slut, get me all wet, let's go…"

Your inside squeezed him hard, your legs trembled with the tentacles, you moaned loudly, unable to control yourself. He smiled and kissed you, not stopping the movements of his hips, seeking his own pleasure as well. It didn't take long before he was cumming, filling you with cum, making his eyes roll back in his head, his tongue rubbing yours, his hands squeezing your soft ass hard, the pleasure consuming his beautiful body.

"Fuck", he growled holding your face tightly before kissing you again, "No, no, no", he whispered, one of his tentacles gripping your wrist, unnoticed by him (or you thought there was no noticing), your took a silver dagger and was ready to cut his neck, but he stopped you, "It's rude to kill a man right after he cums", he scoffed, "Especially after he makes you cum with so much pleasure. "

The brunette pulled away from you enough to be able to look at you, all trapped by his tentacles, cum sliding through your holes, you were so full. Kento smiled and straightened his pants.

"My name is Kento. Yamazaki Kento", informed the brunette, "If you want to be fucked very well like that and threaten to kill me again, just call me, princess", and after a peck, the demon disappeared, leaving you naked in your warehouse, head full and cum running down your thighs.

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