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Omg utapri blog hiii can i get kiss headcanons for starish!? how their kisses feel like or where they like to kis!?

Sorry this took me a bit...! I am not a very active writer, and I made this blog to try to build the writing habit, but it seems I still have a long way to go. Still, I hope you enjoy this! I had a lot of fun writing it!

STARISH and how they kiss their partner

Although OTOYA is not religious, his first kiss is like one of a shy church boy that doesn’t know how to move or where to put his hands. After a couple of kisses though, he gets the hang of it, and he grows to be a pretty good kisser. He’s careful and gentle, always smiley; sometimes he has to contain himself or he’ll end up giggling against his partner’s lips. Might be because of his body temperature, but his kisses are always comforting and warm, like the sun in a Spring afternoon.

His favourite place to kiss: Some people might call it a boring choice, but he loves to pepper his partner’s cheek with kisses as he hugs them, especially after some time apart.

When one first meets him, TOKIYA seems to be closed off to any kind of PDA, let alone casual intimacy. But that’s only because he’s been an idol for so long - as HAYATO and now as himself with STARISH, he is used to have his life in the spotlight and worrying about his image and, although he won’t admit it, he wants to keep those moments with his partner to himself and them and no-one else, so he won’t risk it. When alone with him, though, he is a gentle yet passionate lover - almost hungry, yet still worrying about his partner, as he tends to be one to overthink. His kisses are strong yet refreshing, and never feel like too much.

His favourite place to kiss: His partner’s neck during an intimate moment, as he enjoys the feeling of closeness and warmth in his partner’s pulse.

REN is the type to get handsy when he kisses - not to rush his partner into anything else, but because physical touch is how he most comfortably expresses himself. He’s not shy either, so he won’t mind showing that he loves his partner and wants them, even during something like kissing - after a make-out session, they’ll both probably end with their clothes and hairstyles in a mess. His kisses are overpowering in a way that makes one feel that one could drown in them, but he has the perfect rhythm so the kisses never get to be too much, and always leave his partner wanting for more.

His favourite place to kiss: The shell of his partner’s ear while dancing together or holding each other close.

SYO might seem hyper and too energetic on stage, but he’s a gentleman and his kisses follow that, too. He’s the kind to softly cradle his partner’s face with one hand and grab their waist with the other as he kisses them, guiding them both slowly and carefully.  Although not insecure, he will most likely always ask before he kisses his partner, especially if they are outside. His kisses are soft but firm, and feel very secure.

His favourite place to kiss: His partner’s forehead, as they rest their head on his shoulder and look up at him.

Even if he’s been living away from his home for a bit, old habits die hard with MASATO. He was raised to be proper and to care about his image and what people think of him, so at first when one is dating him, he might feel a bit distant and won’t do PDA like kisses in public. When he’s alone with his partner, though, he will always take the opportunity to give a gentle kiss to his partner, even if only on the corner of their lips. His kisses are tender, pleasant, and delicate in a way that leaves one feeling lucky to get to experience them.

His favourite place to kiss: The top of his partner’s fingers, when they walk together holding hands.

A lot of people think he’s aloof and always cheery, but NATSUKI is not as naive as others might think. With his partner he’s gentle and passionate, and he’s not shy to show it through touch and words and actions. He enjoys kissing his partner, whenever and wherever, so one might have to put some boundaries in order not to get them both in trouble. His kisses are cosy, and the way in which Natsuki would hold his partner close to his body or over his lap so firmly would leave one feeling all floaty. His kisses are a bit like cinnamon - just a bit is enough to fill one’s head yet leave one craving for a little more.

His favourite place to kiss: His partner’s temple as he hugs them from behind.

Similar to Natsuki, CECIL’s public image betrays him a little bit. Although he seems innocent and wholesome, together with Ren he’s probably the most experienced with romance. He’s not a stranger to curious exploration with other royals back at his home country. That is to say, he’s a really good kisser - you don’t get to be such a talented flautist if you don’t know how to use your lips and your tongue and your fingers. When he kisses his partner, he guides them effortlessly with his hands and mouth, the type that would make one’s mind go blank. His kisses are both the searing heat of the desert and the shade one uses to escape from it. 

His favourite place to kiss: He cannot let go of all his princely habits, so he finds himself enjoying kissing the back of his partner’s hand as he looks up at them.

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[utaprifordays]

waltzes in here ... hcs for otoya with a chubby partner... sfw and nsfw 🤭

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Otoya x Chubby!Reader (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ 

rating: sfw and nsfw sections! nsfw under the cut. gn!reader, body descriptions, slight angst with comfort! 

thank you for the ask hehe i think ik who this is,, thank you lovely anon! i hope you like it!!!! (˶˃⤙˂˶)

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SFW:

Absolutely adores you! Body and soul, but that's a given! This sunshine boy never judges people from the outside, this is especially true for his partner!

Otoya would loveeee to cuddle you. You're like a loveable plushie! He blurts that out once and you never let him live it down.

Naps on your thighs, amen.

Constantly fawning over you! I feel like he's a firm believer in the "more to love!" mentality!

If you ever feel insecure about your body, he is already running to you with so much support.

"Y/N, you are perfect just the way you are!" Begins to list all of the things he loves about you, much to your embarrassment.

You really are beautiful! No matter the size, etc... Otoya looks for much more in a person than that. In his eyes, a person is just as beautiful on the outside as they are in the inside. (Being in this industry, he's met a lot of ugly ones.)

"I love you, Y/N." Otoya places a hand on yours, you can feel his warmth. "Nothing would change that. Be true to yourself, you taught me that." (Nsfw under the cut.)

NSFW

Oh, where to begin. Otoya is an ass man, a boob man... He's just so into you! Period! Writing this, he's too flustered thinking of you... he told me!! (real.)

Upon seeing you fully nude for the first time, you swear his face was the same shade of red as his hair. Otoya turns around, trying to be a gentleman; the sudden bulge in pants told you otherwise.

He is always so supportive and so loving of your body, but seeing you in this kind of light... it was a whole new feeling.

Loves to touch you. Roaming his hands all over your body, feeling every curve like it was a blessing.

Will bury his face between your thighs at any given moment. Otoya is so happy to please you, holding your plush thighs in a tight grip. Can and will get lost in the pleasure.

Looooves the jiggle, your ass, your thighs, that stomach he loves so damn much. Shake any of that for Otoya and he's on his knees.

You lay down on the shared bed, face down and ass up. Otoya gulped, taking in the view you so kindly offered him. Your hand wanders to your bare ass, lifting your cheek, letting gravity take care of the rest.

"O-Oh..." Otoya's jaw went slack, seeing the recoil of your ass. A quick peek of your most sensitive parts. A mouth watering sight...

[xreaderdumpster]

Being Reiji’s partner would include...

Lots of inside jokes and playful teasing. And I mean LOTS. “Hey hey (Y/N), remember when we went to Ai’s place and you spilled all that soda down his new sofa?” And they never fail to make you smile or giggle. 

Absolutely would show you off to the other members of Quartet Night. While Camus, Ai and Ranmaru are more likely to keep their relationships to themselves, only occasionally bringing their partners to things, Reiji is the opposite. Posts about you to his private social medias, always invites you round and gets excited when you appear at practices or concerts

Definitely would date to marry. He falls in love and falls in love hard. Reiji I think would definitely love the whole 9 yards. A quiet home, a loving spouse and a kid or two down the line if that’s possible. 

A switch both in the bedroom and outside of it. He likes feeling masculine but will be as squishy as a teddy bear if you give him the chance. 

I feel like, once Quartet night disbands, he’d be uncertain of his future for quite some time. He’d need a lot of support if he was in a romantic relationship with someone. He’d take it the hardest and would constantly ask you round. He’d hold you close, nuzzling your head before whispering “My darling, you're all I need to ground me."

Loves little holidays or weekends away with his partner! Means he can focus his attention on you, not having to worry about the pressures of being an idol.

Self-care king. Absolutely loves full out spa nights with a partner. Face masks, fancy moisturisers, hair masks, the works. And if their partner has soft skin that smells good? DAMN!!!

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Starish X afab!Reader X Quartet Night

Synopsis: On this momentuous night, MC ends her visit with a special song dedicated for each of her beloved idols.

Word Count: 1,504

Tonight's the night. The night that she finally finished visiting them. She already seen their smiling faces and their unique personalities, each and everyone differ from each other and it truly captured her attention.

The [h/c]ette teen hummed a gentle tune that was written by no other than the girl herself—For You. It was the song that she wrote to express her feelings for each and every one of her beloved idols, and that's the reason why she's very jubilant tonight.

[E/c] eyes wandered around the place as she walks; the blooming, pink leaves of the famous cherry blossoms caught her attention successfully. The bright, full moon shone its white moonlight down unto her figure, an opaque shadow forming right behind her walking form.

After meeting everyone from both St☆rish and Quartet Night, [Y/n] left the premises and decided to take a midnight stroll once again outside. She arrived at the garden that was filled with bountiful cherry blossoms everywhere. A smile found its way unto her lips once she saw the moon giving light to the place, several pink leaves floated around.

'Koko ni aru no wa

Kimi ga ima made eranda michi no

Kotaetachi yo

Hora jishin motte susumeba ii

Totemo shizen na no

Ameagari no asufaruto ni

Niji ga kakaru you ni'

She sang. Her angelic and soft voice resonated around the place, creating an echo of delicate harmony. The wind picked up and made the leaves of the trees sway, some fell off from its respective branch and floated pass the girl. Her [e/c] orbs reflected the shine of the moon as she halted to a stop, her figure glistening under the heavenly arrays of light. The previous soft breeze gently caressed her [s/c] skin whilst her hair danced along with the evening winds.

'Lonely kaze ga fuite

Feeling ki ga tsuita yo

Kotae wa doko ni mo nai kedo

Call me wakatteru wa

With you ai wa itsumo

Atae au mono'

[Y/n] reached a gazebo and slowly trudged her way towards it. It was designed with ivory, marble tiles, and white, wooden pillars on each corner, vines climbing up until it reaches the top. The white roof was painted with a cherry blossom design, covering most space with pink and green hue. In the middle of the gazebo was a lone white, wooden bench. She sat on it and closed her eyes, relaxing her body as she leaned back. The girl continued to sing her heart out, both of her hands clutched on her chest. Her eyelids slowly fluttered close, deciding that it is better to sing with closed eyes to be able to feel the emotions surging through.

'For You

Kitto kimi wa itsu no hi ka

Kono sora o toberu hazu dakara

Nando tsumazuita toshite mo

For You

Taisetsu na koto wa hitotsu

Yume miru koto

Kokoro dake wa tozasanaide ite'

Unbeknownst to her, three members of St☆rish heard her sing and taken by curiosity, they decided to search for the source of the voice. Though even without any evidence, those three knew whose voice that was. They knew that it belonged to no other than [Y/n] herself.

Red, brown and bluish-black hairs emerged from a corner and their eyes immediately fell on the gazebo. There they saw the silhouette of the girl sitting on the bench in the middle of the gazebo.

Otoya's reddish-orange eyes stared lovingly at [Y/n]'s silhouette from the distance, listening attentively to her angelic voice. As for Tokiya, he was entranced by the girl's harmony with his blue eyes dilated wide in surprise. Though a small smile soon tugged his lips.

"[Y/n]-chan's voice is blessed by the muses..." Cecil breathed, taking in every tune.

'Kizutsuite mo namida korae

Gaman shiteta yo ne

Sonna kimi o ichiban chikaku de

Mitekita kara

Nani mo iwanakute mo

Wakatteru yo

Donna toki mo gambatteta koto'

As the song progressed, a pair of blondes appeared from behind the building, rounding the corner and soon their eyes landed on the gazebo before them. The two blondes, one tall and one short, immediately stopped in their tracks and stared at the person from afar.

Natsuki's emerald eyes lit up in recognition of the voice. "It truly is [Y/n]-chan!"

"Ssh! Not so loud, Natsuki!" Syo instantly scolded the taller male in a hushed voice. "You don't want to ruin her performance, do you?"

"Sorry, Syo-chan..." Natsuki rubbed his head apologetically.

The two didn't exchange words after. They stayed silent and focused on listening to [Y/n]'s singing. Syo and Natsuki once heard the [h/c]ette sing before, and the first time that they did, they were enthralled by her delicate song and gentle voice.

Syo's blue hues softened as he gazed at the girl's back, watching her from the shadows. He leaned on the wall with his arms crossed, deciding to close his eyes in order to feel the emotions even better.

As for the tall, glasses-wearing blonde, he had his hands clasped together in front of his chest. A genuine smile sported his lips, along with gentle gem-colored orbs filled with excitement.

'Lonely mayotta nara

Try again nando datte

Yarinaosu koto dekiru kara

I'm here soba ni iru wa

Believing osorenaide

Shinji au koto'

"Well, well, well~ If it wasn't little kitty~" Ren purred quietly while emerging from the garden of trees.

Masato soon joined him and his sapphire eyes spotted the girl singing in the distance. His eyes widened by an inch after realizing whose silhouette was that. "It really is her..."

"Told you that it was her voice~" the blonde teased, chuckling slightly.

"Shut up. I know it's her, I'm just making sure," Masato remarked, closing his eyes in the process.

"Whatever you say, Hijirikawa," Ren shrugged and leaned on a tree.

The two decided to stick for a while and listen to the girl's singing. After all, this was their first time hearing her sing and the first time they ever heard her voice this angelic. Both males had a small smile on their faces.

'For you

Kitto kimi mo itsu no hi ka

Kono sora o toberu hazu dakara

Nando kizutsuita toshite mo

For you

Taisetsu na koto wa hitotsu

Yume miru koto

Hitomi dake wa sorasanaide ite'

A blue-haired android appeared from the other side of the garden, his face showed no emotion whatsoever. Along with him was the blonde count who looked very serious.

"I never thought that [Y/n] would be singing here," Camus stated, walking closer to hear her properly.

"I agree," Ai nodded. "Though it seems that we're not the only one who're listening while she sings. Look."

Camus's cerulean hues went from the trio of Tokiya, Otoya, and Cecil to Ren and Masato then lastly to Natsuki and Syo. The count scoffed and closed his eyes. However, he didn't appear as he was irritated, rather, he seemed to be delighted as shown by his small smile on his lips.

"Let them be. [Y/n]'s singing had the power to enchant her listeners; It's like magic."

"I can agree with that," a smile tugged the blunette's lips as well.

'Kimi ga egaku yuuki ga hora

Kakegae no nai takaramono ni kawaru yo

Ima ryoute hiroge Fly high'

"Heh~ I can't believe that I would be able to hear her sing again," Ranmaru mused, a grin etched on his face.

"You heard her sing before, Ran-Ran?" Reiji asked, catching up to the silverette who stopped a few meters away from the gazebo and stared at the person sitting on the bench.

"Yeah. Only once though."

Reiji fixated his gaze on the girl and decided to listen to her singing. The song sent warm sensations throughout both males' body and somehow, it made them happy inside. The brunette smiled and clenched his pounding heart.

"Your voice sends warmth to anyone..."

'Kitto kimi wa itsu no hi ka

Kono sora o toberu hazu dakara

Nando tsumazuita toshite mo

For You

Taisetsu na koto wa hitotsu

Yume miru koto

Kokoro dake wa tozasanaide ite'

As [Y/n] finished the last words, she heard new voices singing 'La~la~la~' in the background. Her lids shot open in surprise and saw the boys walking slowly towards the gazebo she was currently in. The [h/c]ette didn't stop, however, instead she continued to sing and hum the last part of the song.

She slowly closed her eyes again, feeling all emotions surging through her being and filled her with warmth and happiness. All 11 idols soon emitted their own warmth and it combined with her own, engulfing all of them.

At last the song has come to an end, her voice slowly died down as well as the boys. [Y/n] opened her eyelids and revealed [e/c] eyes staring back at her beloved idols' multicolored ones. She smiled brightly, blush painted her pale cheeks. All of them had smiles on their faces as well.

"For you..."

[meltedbluecaterpillar]

hi absol dearest ✨ might i humbly request... somnophilia with otoya ☺️ and, if you allow two characters... perchance ren as well?? (for a friend, cause u prob know who this is hehe) 💕 happy new year!!

Cushion

A/N: Hello my dear Alice. I was actually in the process of writing a somno!Otoya for you. Since you kindly indulged me in one of our chats. I will make the Otoya here under your request. The Ren will be done under a separate post. I hope that you enjoy it.

tags: Otoya Ittoki x gn!afab reader, established relationship (Otoya and reader are dating), consensual somnophilia wc: 1.9k+

notifs: @reigningcheesesun + feel free to fill out my tag list for future works!

A month isn’t that long. Time flies when you’re having fun. But during that last stretch of the month, Otoya was no longer having fun. He usually had no issues during tour season. But something about being crammed together with six other guys for 30 days became very stressful and very tense for everyone very quickly. He had gotten extremely sick eating something that Natsuki had baked, still having to go out on stage and preform regardless of how he felt. Masato and Ren never saw eye to eye the entire time, causing issues backstage which became more and more frustrating after each concert. Cecil had decided he was ‘not in the mood’ and vanished fifteen minutes before a handshake event. Causing it to be postponed and staff scrambling to find him. Tokiya always had something nitpicky to say after every performance which caused an argument where staff sent Otoya to cool off in another room.  

Otoya did not like to argue. He preferred smiling and keeping the peace among Starish. As the ‘face’ of the group he was required to play the role of their glue. And they’re all his friends. He loved them and kept them close to his heart at all times. But spending an entire month crammed on a bus, hopping from hotel to hotel. Dealing with fans, loud music, staff getting on him over this and that.  

Otoya was getting pissed off. 

The last two days of the tour were the worst. He and Syo had gotten into an argument that became physical very fast. It was something minor. Something the two of them would usually laugh off because it was miniscule and unimportant. But words only became louder and even more colorful over whatever it was. Staff had come in to separate the duo, but it was already too late. In that moment, they looked ready to kill each other.  

At 11am the next morning, they would finally be riding back to the dorms. Syo got on the bus with the bridge of his nose bandaged up due to the skin being split open last night. Otoya sat across from him with the right side of his ribcage painted deep violet color, holding a cooling gel pack against his side while trying not to breath too hard. There was no vocal apology. The pain was enough to say that they were even and to not lash out like that again.  

Everyone was in a sour mood. Tired, moody, and wanting to lay down in their respective beds. No more random hotels. No more walking into a cold shower because everyone else used up what was warm. No more fighting over sink space because someone spends thirty minutes every morning eye-fucking himself in the mirror. He couldn’t help the stirring feeling in his stomach that clawed at the inner lining. Stress was something he usually had no trouble taking care of. But he didn’t want to take care of this on his own. Not after everything that happened.  

The bus dropped them off at the dorms. Otoya couldn’t inhale and exhale his frustration. His side still hurt from getting Syo’s knee slammed into his ribs. It was pitch black in the hallway and he had to sit on his knees with a scowl. His phone flashlight on, the device was awkwardly held between his teeth. Tanned hands and chewed fingernails digging angrily through a black duffle bag to find a misplaced key. As bad as Otoya wanted to cuss and scream, he couldn’t bring himself to. Not at 1am. When the key was found, he let himself into the room with a withered sigh of relief as he slipped his spit covered phone into the back pocket of his jeans. Even if he winced in pain there was a heavy weight lifting itself off of his shoulders. As he turned the lock, and eased the door open. 

He kicked off his shoes, leaving them haphazardly near the door and stumbled into the darkness of his living room. Otoya’s eyes adjusted with a few blinks; his expression started to soften. There was a figure sleeping on his couch. A blanket that usually lived its life folded at the foot of his bed was instead keeping you warm. You laid across the cream-colored cushions, using one of his red throw pillows to rest your head on. Otoya could hear you breathing softly as you remained unmoving and unaware that he had entered.  

You were waiting for him to get back. Wanting to surprise him with a ‘welcome home’ and a kiss. Unfortunately, you had already fallen asleep before that dream could become a reality. Otoya’s feet dragged against the dark linoleum. The stress that had built itself up in his body started to transform into a hunger. One that caused his cock to jump, and he flinched at the bodily response. The thirst for flesh that left his mouth and throat cotton dry. Something that could only be quenched by the taste of you on his tongue. His breathing became shallow as he eyed your sleeping form up and down.  

A memory surfaced, a gentle reminder that told him to continue. A conversation you had one intimate night together while laying among the pillows and sheets. If you were asleep, and Otoya felt as though he could not wait for you to open your eyes. You had no issue with him starting something without you. At first, he was hesitant towards the idea. It was something different and unexpected. Usually, sex needed both participants to have their eyes open. But in this moment, he truly understood the appeal. 

You must have been expecting something like this. His short texts sent during his tour where he avoided venting out his irritation. You knew that he wouldn’t have any time to take care of himself at all. And that wasn’t his fault. You wanted to help him feel better. His hand lingered on the arm of the couch. Fingers gripping the cool wood surface as an invisible force commanded him to move closer and closer. Not once did you stir as the couch shifted under the additional weight. As the blanket was slowly pulled away and held up in Otoya’s fist. Scarlet eyes soaked in the sight of you softly snoring as he exhaled an impatient moan. Nothing that could be considered raunchy to anyone else. Except Otoya.  

All you wore was one of his shirts and a pair of his boxers you had stolen from his dresser. The detergent scent long gone, replaced with the familiar smell of your favorite soaps on his clothes. His jeans had started to become tighter and tighter. Another breathless sound passed his lips. “Sorry,” he whispered under the cover of darkness. The blanket being thrown over the backrest of the couch as cool hands began gliding over the currently exposed flesh of your thighs. “my hands are a little cold.” He apologized with a grin. Rearranging your body slowly and carefully as he peeled the boxers off of you. Tugging them down your thighs and dropping them haphazardly to the floor. You remained asleep. Completely trusting of the situation.  

His cock had started to ache. Straining against the cotton of his boxers and the confines of his jeans. “I missed you,” Otoya’s voice was a soft whisper as he used one hand to glide up the flesh of your thigh. The calloused pad of his thumb now rubbing slow, tight circles around your clit. His other hand was working his jeans open. “I’m sorry I couldn’t text you as much as I wanted to. I ended up getting busier than I thought.” He apologized with his smile starting to falter. A heat settled in his face when a soft whine passed your lips. “Thank you for not being mad at me.” He laughed to himself, moving into the space provided by your parted legs. “I’ll make it up to you later.” He muttered with a grin. His thumb moved faster; a finger slipped inside of your awaiting entrance. Otoya choked back his sound of awe as the digit was coated in a clear film.  

Your walls velvety soft and hungrily sucking in the digit. Proof that you were in dire need of touch like he was. He pumped the digit quickly; the lewd wet sound filled the silence of the living room. Mixing with the short breaths and hushed moans between you both. Goosebumps prickled along your skin as the finger was slowly removed, and your legs were adjusted once more. Otoya had gotten his jeans down to his mid-thigh. Not caring to get fully undressed. Your legs rested over his hips; his twitching cock was like an arrow being knocked into a bow as he aligned himself with your entrance.  

His hands found your hips. His fingers dug into the skin as he slowly pushed inside. Otoya sucked in a sharp breath. Going thirty-one days without the sensation of being engulfed like this made his head spin. The burning warmth in his face spread up to his ears and down to his collarbones. His cock continued to throb as he pushed deeper, and deeper, and deeper until you were completely full. Your bodies connected like puzzle pieces as he stayed still. One knee digging into the couch, the other was firmly planted on the shiny, dark linoleum. He wanted to say something. Even if you weren’t awake to hear it. Something with meaning, but nothing romantic enough came to mind.  

“Fuck.”  

His chest tightened as he slowly rocked his hips. Taking on a steady pace as he moved in and out. The round tip nudged against a sandpapery bundle of nerves inside of you. Forcing weak mewls of enjoyment out of your parted lips. He began to move faster. Otoya was being hypnotized by the way your body bounced in tandem, how glistening sweat began to collect on your skin. The scent of sex filling the air. The sound of your moans and the wet greeting of skin on skin washed away the innocent song of you snoring softly on his couch. His tongue jutted against the inside of his cheek as he looked down at you. Your face contorting in pleasure, eye brows knitting tight. One of his hands left your hip to instead reach towards your clit. His two longest fingers rubbed and rubbed, letting him relish in the feeling of your walls clamping around him. Convulsing and coating his shaft in your sticky fluids. He knew you were close to an orgasm.  

Otoya was close too. His soft moans were quickly silenced as he adjusted you with a yank. Your toes pointed up towards the ceiling as he was able to angle his hips deeper inside of you. Pounding into that delicate spot inside of you that needed him the most. His mouth captured yours in a heated kiss. His tongue messily rubbing against yours as he felt you starting to stir. Your sounds becoming louder, but Otoya only devoured them with each hungry mesh of your lips. He was throbbing, nearing the edge of release as you gushed around him. A yelp filling his mouth as your hands flew up and you grabbed and pulled on the back of his cotton shirt. Otoya halted with a grunt, pulling out quickly as he began to finish. Hot and sticky sperm dribbled onto your skin, pooling in your belly button and trailing down towards the couch.  

No words were spoken. Just more kisses, and slow rocks of Otoya’s hips. A different form of hello that you both needed. Right there on his couch cushions.  

[lexsssu]

Voice Kink (Shinomiya Natsuki)

TAGS: Natsuki/F!reader, butler/lady, voice kink, dirty talk, aristocracy/Victorian-era AU, smut, drabble Ao3 ver.

“Shhh...keep your voice down, milady. Lest the young master hear your saccharine cries…”

Tucked away in a corner of the maze-like garden within your family estate, your whole body trembled as you embraced the blonde butler. Due to his large build, you couldn’t fully wrap your arms around him but were content in holding as much of him as you could.

Natsu’s lips were beside your ear, his hot breath fanning your overheated skin as you bit your lip in an effort to keep your cries to yourself. It would do no good if your older brother, Toki, the current head of your family of two and Natsu’s master was to find you and the butler/bodyguard tangled up with one another.

While being found together shouldn’t be a problem since Natsu was also tasked to take care of you as well, the last thing Toki needed to see is his precious and innocent little sister sitting upon the blonde’s lap. Your skirts are bunched up to reveal the blonde’s well-endowed cock stuffed inside your little cunny as rivulets of your combined essence dripped from your lower lips.

“Awww….look, milady. Your flower is trying its best to eat me up...such a lewd hole you have here…” Unlike his usual light and almost whimsical tone, Natsu’s voice had lowered and contained a tinge of both danger and darkness to it. 

The salacious way he whispered such lascivious words into your ears had you whimpering, a noble lady such as yourself isn’t used to such language and yet when it is  Natsu who speaks and especially with that gruff tone of his...you find yourself even more enamored than you already are.

“Don’t worry, milady. I’ll feed this naughty pussy of yours with my milk until it’s satisfied~”

[utxpri]

Hello! I've been going on a binge with your Harem Au and I absolutely love it!! I don't know if you are taking requests but can I get Starish harem au? The reader is herself around them and kind. She hasn't asked any of them to sleep with her as she wants to do it with someone who does it because they want to.

Okay here's the actual request. The reader has a guest come over that she wants to spend the night with. The guest comes over in a very sexy outfit. The concubines escort the man to reader's room. They begin to feel jealous when they can hear both of them moaning throughout the night and how the reader will ask anyone to sleep with her than the concubines.

Otoya — His type of jealousy is quite kicked-puppy-like, primarily involving the worry that he's not meeting your expectations. Otoya doesn't quite understand why you haven't wanted to make use of him, in the first place, and this new situation is only making him more stressed about it. He'll break and beg to be used too, soon enough.

Masato — The fact that you're choosing a random guest over him for what he's spent years being trained for is insulting, but that offense is quickly overshadowed by fear. If you really won't make use of him, he's bound to be cast aside eventually. The fear motivates Masato to try to look more eager... and he's desperately ignoring any jealousy.

Natsuki — He was already grateful to you for considering his feelings in the matter, so now, it seems almost rude to feel so jealous and hurt. You're so nice, though, and Natsuki wants to be good for you more than anything. Thus, what starts out as simple envy toward your guest can easily evolve into self-consciousness and fear.

Tokiya — What starts out as a frustrating slight against his ability to perform to your standards soon turns into a harsh wake-up call for just how badly Tokiya wants to properly be yours. It's somehow worse, that way, now that his every attempt to draw your attention only serves to remind him of exactly why he's trying so hard.

Ren — Merely being envious of a more favored plaything would make sense. Feeling outright hurt that he doesn't get your attention in that way too has Ren wanting to combust from shame. He'll beg to be used for his proper purpose if he has to, but the emotional aspect quickly starts to eat at him. He's not supposed to get attached!

Syo — He figures out the "jealousy" part quickly, and is then left to stew in embarrassment for the duration of your guest's visit. The experience is nothing short of miserable, but it does motivate Syo to be a little more clear about what he wants. It's what he's here for, right? Surely, he can work up the courage for this, of all things.

Cecil — After hearing what he did, Cecil turns uncharacteristically bratty. He's struggling to process what feels like rejection, with no idea how to express it, let alone ask for what he now knows he wants. Fortunately, it's not hard to guess what the problem is... and there's no doubt that he wants that kind of attention from you now.

[dekomori999]

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[otoyandere]

In the role of Blood - Yandere! Otoya x reader One Shot

I'm coming back here!! I want to keep up with this blog, but i sadly didn't had any ideas to write until now!

The Lycoris no Mori drama cd has given me a lot to think of!

I did this on on the POV of Otoya, so I hope you enjoy it!

In this one shot, the reader uses neutral pronouns

And a warning: This one shot has spoilers of Lycoris no Mori, in case you want to evade spoilers of it!

"Look over here, (y/n)!!!! On this play I will get to be Red Riding Hood!!!"

Today was a good day, during the rehearsals of this new project I could be with my beloved (y/n)! They watched me over as I did my best in acting! This time however, was a darker take on a Fairy tale, the director wanted me to be the main character because he said to me I was a perfect fit for Blood!

However, as I read the script, I realized that the story was, very dark. There was more blood involved than I expected, to think Masato would have agreed to do that scene still gives me the chills, but I'm glad he was ok during this, I know the blood is fake, but the way the scene plays out makes it look way too realistic.

And I need to talk about my friends here! Ren was acting as cool as ever! And Cecil also got a similar role to me, and Tokiya got to be the big bad wolf! His outfit was amazing, we only needed the makeup, but it wouldn't be there until the day of the play.

The most important person here for me isn't even acting, it was (y/n)! They always cheer me on backstage, I can't think of a better person! I love them so much, but I have been pretty shy in my feelings, I always slip up on the confession.

Anyways, the play is going live in a week, but the director said I needed to spice up my acting! To act more devasted, acting is fun, but I need to practice as Blood more.

I was reciting my lines more dramatically, but people around me thought I was exaggerating the lines on purporse, no I was trying to emphatize Blood's feelings, I tried to keep up trying to get more and more into my role.

Until, I saw them. They were talking to Tokiya, and he also looked more serious that usual, they were talking without me…

I felt like I was left behind

I have… never felt like this before, or maybe, I have, the only thing I could think about is having (y/n) all for myself, and yet (y/n) looked so happy with Tokiya, I knew they were close friends, but I simply couldn't think of anything else, (y/n) is so cute, and gentle, and (y/n) helped me in everything they could, and yet, they prefered to be with that werewolf…

No, I shouldn't think about Tokiya like that, he knows that I love (y/n) too much, I don't think he would try to steal (y/n) for himself, wouldn't he? I knew he also loved (y/n) a lot, Maybe I shouldn't have told him that I loved (y/n)…

Wait… Why is (y/n) going so close to Tokiya, what are they talking about, did he just hug (y/n)??? Why are you so close to (y/n), Tokiya??? Why? Why am I suddenly thinking about erasing Tokiya? He is my friend, and yet he couldn't keep his promise of not going out with (y/n)? Why I want to push him away? Why am I thinking that… he should be tainted in red?

I tried to not walk to the scene, but I just couldn't stop myself from going there, I needed to know why they were so close, I can't believe you, Tokiya, to think I handed you my feelings for (y/n) and now you are trying to steal (y/n) from me, I can't believe you! I trusted you, Tokiya! Maybe… I should-

"Oh, Otoya, you are doing better in your role as Blood. But I think (y/n) needs our help now"

Our help??? You are the one who is trying to steal (y/n) from…

"(Y/n) has lost their dog some days ago, and it hasn't come back, they need our help after this rehearsal, I'm trying to make them feel better, they miss their dog a lot"

Oh, I misunderstood. I'm glad that my worst nightmare hasn't come true, I don't want to be betrayed, I don't. And I don't want (y/n) to be betrayed either, maybe I was reading the scenery too much.

I will help (y/n)! I will get their dog back! Maybe I will confess myself after this play in case Tokiya wants to do something… but wait, Tokiya didn't want to steal my beloved from me, did he? … (Y/n) Saw that my acting as Blood was fantastic! I'm watching the transmission again, I did a good job at expressing him. I looked devasted on that scene, I was still unsure how I would go on with stabbing Tokiya, despite, again the blood was fake, but yeah, we did our best! Cecil and Ren also were fantastic, thought Cecil did give me some genuine scares with his acting.

Ah, and I could finally tell to (y/n) how I feel about them! They reciprocated my feelings! I'm so happy I could explode, this sure was a nice day! It would have been better if Tokiya didn't give (y/n) some flowers, he said he didn't need the flowers, but maybe he is jealous of the love between (y/n) and I… But, I know deep down Tokiya wouldn't betray me, so I trust him as much as he trusts me!

I just hope he gets a little bit far away from (y/n).

[romkive]

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Hello dreamers, my name is Near and welcome to my writing blog. Below you will find fandoms and stuff i am comfortable writing about. Feel free to request me. Do not translate, copy, rewrite or repost any of my work without permission.

۵ Fandoms

❁ Uta No Prince Sama

❁ Genshin Impact

❁ Twisted Wonderland

۵ What i will write for

❁ Fluff

❁ Smut ( that applies only to adult characters ) ❁ Imagines

❁ Headcannons

❁ Character x Character

❁ Character x Reader ❁ Prompts

۵ What i won't write for

❁ Noncon or r*pe

❁ Inc*st or p*dophilia

❁ Any kind of eating disorders

❁ Pregnancy fics or headcannons

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[adream-melody]

QUARTET NIGHT with Chubby, Motherly-type Reader

Requested by @lonesomeseafairy

"Can I request a Starish or Quartet Night with a Chubby motherly reader?? ( platonic if you could do that! ) :3 I hope to see more of UtaPri since I recently got into the anime!"

My first request! I am elated. I hope you enjoy the series… The movies are very good as well! I decided to write for QUARTET NIGHT only, I hope that's okay.

When it comes to AI, he's the one that seems the most mature and organised of all, but he can still be childish in certain situations. Although reticent at first, a motherly-type of friend would help Ai to regulate himself better - he tends to get obsessive over things he likes and regularly loses sleep doing stuff like practising music or online gaming, so I believe someone who would remind him to take breaks or just stop and relax would help him to manage his free time better. He would find it a bit distracting at first, but with time he would understand that it is what's best for him and become thankful for the small caring gestures of this friend.

It's not something that everybody knows and even less people would know how to deal with it, but he was extremely confused once he overheated and this friend tried their best to help him with it. Following instructions without prying or asking for reasons as to why - merely helping out of worry for his well being, was something he had not really experienced many times before. Although this friend would not force him to tell any of his past if he didn't want to, I feel Ai would eventually tell them about his nature once he felt a bit more comfortable with it.

Once he gets close to this friend, they would be the first person he would call when he wanted to discuss his thoughts and discoveries about feelings, people, and the like. He has the bad habit of doing so late at night, though, so sometimes he still gets scolded about it…

For RANMARU, he would be very pissed off at first. If this friend is a woman - well, he doesn't do very well with women to begin with, even less with ones that tell him what to do. Little by little he would come to accept it, rather than admit that he appreciates it, and come to expect a warm blanket over him once he wakes up from a nap, or a small snack next to him, rather than complain about it.

It might be out of respect or to avoid being scolded, but whenever this friend is present, he tries his best not to use overly aggressive language and be AT LEAST a little polite; if he catches himself being too rude, he would quickly look at his friend as if trying to see if he has been caught and about to be called out. He might even call them by their last name if they preferred (no honorifics, though!).

Once he and this friend become closer, I think he would be the type that would enjoy just plain hanging out, no need to talk deep or become too sentimental. He would invite them over to his flat for drinks (which would have this friend bring him some plants or knick knacks, his apartment is so empty!), and might even accept help with dyeing his hair once the roots start to show again.

Similar to Ranmaru, CAMUS would first find it a nuisance. Who were them to tell him what to do and how to act? Of course in front of other people he would be cordial and sweet, but on their own when there's no cameras around, Camus would not be very welcoming to that kind of behaviour. Rather than think of it as someone taking care of him, he would see it as someone looking down on him, as a lot of people did back in the Silk Palace.

This friend manages to get closer to Camus by making a good cup of tea and bringing some nice sweets. He would begrudgingly accept the brewing as acceptable, no matter how amazing it is, and would drink it in silence. Once he sees that this friend is not drinking tea, or eating the snacks themselves but rather serving them to him, he would say something alike to how it's not polite to stand while someone else was eating - a sneaky way to invite them to sit as well (maybe after feeling guilty because of his harsh words and treatment).

He doesn't want to assume anything related to eating habits given his friend's weight and he's unsure if the question would come as too intrusive or offensive, so he would come up with a roundabout way of finding if this friend had any snack preferences. He would pretend he just bought some, and ask if they would be willing to share over a cup of tea, or come up with an excuse to invite this friend to a shop he's been meaning to check himself.

One has to be careful, though, as dealing with Camus is quite tricky. He does not appreciate when people act (in his eyes), as if they know better than him. Still, he would accept once in a while for this friend to warn him to stop eating so much sugar at once, or casually help him calm down if he gets too angry at something in particular.

Finally, with REIJI, it would be a bit of a tug of war at first. He's the one that acts like an elder brother to the rest of QUARTET NIGHT and STARISH (or anything younger than him, really) so he tends to take the role of caretaker most of the time. At first it would confuse him, and he wouldn't really know how to react - he's not used to being the one being taken care of.

He would learn to appreciate it, though he would pass it as a joke as he tends to do. He would comment something about this friend being "reichan-senpai's senpai! so you better behave!". If this person is good enough at reading people OR has gotten close enough to Reiji, he would cherish those moments where his friend asked him for menial things as a way to distract him when his mood grew sadder as it tends to do at times.

If he got close enough to this friend to talk about it, he would open up about his weight as well. Although he doesn't want to assume either, he knows people can be overly judgemental about it, even more in his line of work, and would see this person as a safe space to talk. He's good at cooking and his family runs a bento shop so he's a good eater, and although he is pretty athletic, he is not as skinny as most people would expect an idol to be - pairing with his height, he has become a bit insecure about it. Even if he doesn't like when people fight, let alone fight for his sake, he can't help but feel a bit glad when this friend stands up to him after Ai called him overweight once.

He would try to pay this friend back on his own way, that being by his cooking or inviting them out for a ride, to show his appreciation as well. It's a constant battle of out-parenting each other!

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[utaprifordays]

WELCOME BACK OMG 2024 UTAPRI STAN.

😶‍🌫️Can we start off strong with some NSFW Ren? Dealer's choice.

ᴍᴡᴀʜᴀᴀʜᴀʜ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ!

-⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ -

ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ʀᴇɴ sᴍᴜᴛ ʜᴄs!

Corruption kink? Corruption kink...

Seeing someone so innocent succumb to his sinful desires... it's almost too much! Not too much for him to stop, though.

Dresses you up in white lingerie. Says it's a purity thing, but why is there a cutout right there?! He'd laugh and peck your cheek.

I can totally see Ren playing coy when he's teasing you. An 'accidental' brush of his hand over your thigh, a lingering stare at your chest, it's all chance? Yeah, right.

After a long day at work, Ren offered to give you a massage. Your lover's hands worked away all of the tight muscles and knots right out of your body. It was so effective, you joked about him having a side hustle as a massage therapist.

"I'd have lines going out of the parlor. Not just because of my skill, but this handsome face." Ren purred. Before you could turn and bop him, the idol resumed his massage.

Once he made sure your soreness was thoroughly taken care of, now came phase two. You could have sworn his hands didn't reach this low before... applying pressure right where your thighs met your ass. Ren hummed a tune, keeping the same nonchalant composure he started with. You couldn't help but gasp as his thumbs pressed in deeper, almost meeting your most sensitive parts.

"Aah.. Ren.. what tension is this supposed to release?" You breathed out as he repeated this intrusive massage once more.

Laying face down, you couldn't see the smirk on his lips. "Hm? You feel tension there?" Naughty, little lamb. He whispered under his breath.

(Let me know if you'd like this continued in a full fic!)

[xreaderdumpster]

Being Natsuki’s partner would include...

Absolutely worships the ground you walk on. Everything you do, he adores and when he learns something new about you, his eyes light up as if you’re re-introducing him to Piyo-chan.

Natsuki would definitely hype up his partners to the fullest when he’s in a relationship. Even on the bad days that you don’t feel worthy of love or compliments. He’d hold both hands, kiss you across the face and whisper “(Y/N), you’re the only one for me. I think you’re a vision no matter how you see yourself.”

Likes to take things slow. He doesn’t mind waiting until who knows how many dates to ask to kiss you. He doesn’t mind as long as it’s you and as long as you love him.

If you are inclined to like plush toys like he is, he will start calling them his children. And you can bet he’d name them if they don’t have names already “This little bunny toy is so cute! Looks like she’d be called Anna, don’t you think? Have you been a good bunny for (Y/N), Anna?”

Will adore being able to play the violin for you. If you have any favourite songs with violin in it? He will learn it and play it for you.

Take things slowly, both to ensure you’re comfortable but also to ensure that he doesn’t end up asking for your hand in marriage after 2 dates.

Natsuki would definitely use as many kinds of love language as possible. Acts of service? He is happy to hold your grocery bags up the stairs. Words of affirmation? Calls you stunning and wonderful at least twice a day. Physical touch? Can’t get enough of holding your hand! Gifts? Absolutely! And quality time? That’s his favourite.

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Reiji Kotobuki X afab!Reader

Synopsis: At last, MC met with the oldest of the idols. Through his teasing and carefree attitude, he expressed his affection for his favorite person.

Word Count: 1,171

The [h/c]ette composer skipped through the hallway, happiness was visibly present on her face with every bounce she made in every step. Her aura contained pure bliss as it emitted from her small figure. She can't contain her excitement anymore; the determination dotting on her [e/c] eyes successfully told us her goal for tonight—to be able to find and meet the last and oldest member of Quartet Night.

After turning around the corner, [Y/n] saw the stairs and didn't hesitate to continue going up. The girl had a feeling that she will be able to meet the brunette on the stairs, after all, she seemed to coincidentally meet the other idols in every place she goes. The bright smile was still present on her face while remaining her gaze upwards.

However, her [e/c] hues soon landed on the other fedora-wearing male in the agency. His taupe-gray eyes glancing down at her petite form. His signature smile was shown on his pale face. The male was standing by the second floor of the building, his arms resting on the railings while he leaned on it.

"Hey, kiddo. Welcome back."

The smile on her face broke into a wide grin. "Rei-nii!"

"I see that Shining finally allowed you to visit us," he stated, walking over to her as the girl reached the platform.

"Uh-huh!" she nodded happily.

Reiji's face broke into a grin at the enthusiasm the young composer holds. "You're truly a shining young lady, [N/n]-chan!"

"Being a niece to Uncle Shining made me all shining as well," [Y/n] joked, playfully rolling her eyes.

The brunette laughed at her jokes, it really felt nice having the girl around. She's like a bright, small star shining beautifully in the dark, midnight sky. She had the ability to warm everyone's heart with her presence and with her song... and that's the reason he had taken a liking to her.

"The way you always shine sets my heart pounding."

[Y/n] listened closely to what the brunette was saying, an undeniable blush flushed across her cheeks. She didn't know why but her heart started to speed up as her whole body heats up. 

Soon enough, Reiji took a step forward towards her and took her hand into his. He had that same smile on his face as he lifted her knuckles to his lips, kissing it. This sudden intimate gesture sent [Y/n]'s face a hundred shades of red.

"But you could shine even more. I'll show you how. Come on."

With that said, the idol gently lets go of her hand and retreated his body back. He hung his head down, the fedora he's wearing made it impossible for the girl to see his expression. This made [Y/n] curious by his statement as she patiently waited for the male to speak further while tilted her head to the side in confusion.

"Let's enter the world of adults together," Reiji proclaimed, slowly raising his head and his gray eye that wasn't covered by his brown hair staring intently at her.

The seriousness of his voice sent a shiver down [Y/n]'s spine with her eyes wide as saucers and cheeks regaining back its red hue from earlier. She had her mouth parted agape while Reiji's words swirled inside her mind. She was speechless all right.

After examining her reaction, the brunette reverted back to his usual cheerful self and chuckled. "Sorry, sorry."

It took [Y/n] a moment before snapping back to reality. She huffed and pouted, crossing her arms childishly. "Please stop teasing me, Rei-nii. And for your information, I'm still 16 years old; I'm no adult."

Reiji only chuckled further. "I can't help it. It's really fun to tease you and you're cute when you pout~"

[Y/n]'s pout remained as she stood firm on her spot. Her arms were still crossed over her chest whilst a pink tint appeared once again on her cheeks. She was thoroughly embarrassed by Reiji's teasing and compliments. Sometimes she couldn't know what the brunette was thinking--he can be serious or joking at the same time. But nevertheless, that personality of his attracted her attention successfully.

"Jokings aside..." once the idol finally stopped his chuckles, he flashed her the widest smile he could ever muster. "You are the first and last thing on my mind each and every day, [N/n]-chan!"

Her pink blush immediately burst to a deeper shade of red at his confession. Her heart was pounding really hard against her ribcage and she swore she could feel butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

"Let me sing a song for you, [N/n]-chan~" he winked at her.

And without waiting for her to reply, he started to sing the upbeat song she had made for him.

Reiji finished the song as his voice lingered longer through the halls. He still had the usual smile on his face while watching the girl's reaction. Surely enough, this brought her out of her trance as she responded with a smile on her own.

"How's it, [N/n]-chan?"

"It's great, Rei-nii!" she praised while throwing herself into him.

"Whoah! Careful there, kiddo~" Reiji chuckled and caught her in his embrace, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I can hear your heartbeat, Rei-nii."

"Yeah, you're right... Heartbeat," he muttered, glancing at the fluorescent moon outside the window with a gentle smile on his lips. "Ore no yoko ni heartbeat, beat, beat~♡"

[hoshikuzuoverdrive]

aaaaand the ask box is open!!! send requests lol i'm itching to write

[mummers-of-the-heart]

To My Dearest One (Leon Kennedy x GN!Reader)

Premise: Leon comes home after a mission.

Sad Vibes/Slight Comfort, Song fic

Word count: 1072

Content warning: Not beta read or really edited if I'm honest. Vague Infinite Darkness and RE6 spoilers. Leon and his whole deal, especially post-RE4 stuff. Depression. Isolation. Implied suicidal thoughts. Reader is sort of a living emotional crutch for Leon. Also reader is not quite all right. I can't write domestic fluff for the life of me. Look, the grammar is going to be a mess, I constantly switch between using APA, AP, and MLA on a regular basis for professional stuff. My brain is gonna zone out here.

Song fic time and first time writing Leon. Came up with the idea while I was studying for my interrogation test for history and I had a concert where this song was performed playing in the background. Finished writing this in between studying for my psych exam in a couple days. Hope you enjoy (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

Song: Itoshiki Hito E (To My Dearest One) by Kotobuki Reiji (CV: Morikubo Showtaro), Translation by Utapri No Sekai (slight variation by me)

The apartment is quiet besides the sounds of light music and cooking as he enters. Despite living there for a few years, it lacks much character causing it to feel hollow. One of the only things proving that it was Leon's apartment was the sun damaged photos, yellowed with time.

One of them from years ago as he visited Sherry on her birthday. The smile on the girl's face. Claire.

It all felt so distant.

Everything grew out of reach. Nothing seemed to last for a broken man, especially for one who had the bright sparkle in his eyes beaten out so violently.

As he approaches the kitchen, the smell of onion and herbs wafting through the air, Leon notices the nostalgic yellow tinted light that colors the white walls.

At the stove-top was a familiar figure standing before a pot of soup.

You.

A heart made of glass is always... hurting anything that tries to touch it. Yet you embrace it so tight without fear.

His arms wrap around your waist as his head sits upon yours in this rehearsed dance. He smells your shampoo as he takes a deep breath.

"Welcome back, Leon.” You say in a light tone as if he wasn't gone for a little over a week. "I'm making tortellini soup tonight."

He can hear how much you missed him. Even if you don't say it, those feelings tinge your voice.

"Mmm," he sighs with closed eyes, "That sounds good. Haven't had that in awhile."

Leon’s hold on you is strong. He wants to savor the moment.

There’s an itch in the back of his mind; one that would never leave. That this relationship would only hurt you. That he was taking advantage of your kindness. That he could never express just how much he loved the sense of normalcy you brought.

As if sensing his emotions, you quietly grab his left hand with a softness Leon wasn’t used to feeling.

Your hands were light compared to his calloused hands, which were covered in blood. Regrets marred his digits.

The plush feeling of your lips is unfamiliar to his inner wrist. This intimate touch caused Leon to melt.

A simple touch, a simple act, a simple situation in your eyes but it doesn’t feel so simple to him.

A clink as the spoon is set down. You turn around to face him.

But such happiness is sometimes, through cruelty of God, suddenly in front of my eyes… disappears and it makes me so scared.

The look in your eyes, how greatly it contrasted the steely eyes he would see everyday. Fresh eyes that didn’t twist with fear, changed. Not hardened by painful experiences. The look in your eyes is different.

Tired but understanding.

It is something that Leon was grateful for. A calm in a life that he felt so little choice or support in. A happiness from not feeling alone.

A deep hunger satiated but it caused a fear to rise.

What if you saw what he faces everyday? What if you got hurt even more than before? What if… you left?

They kept scratching at the back of his mind.

I live only for your sake. This voice will take an oath, to my dearest one.

Night carried on. Dinner came and went. No discussion of his work.

The ticking of the clock counting down the seconds before the feeling of the mattress would soon greet the two of you. The nighttime routine felt so unfamiliar. He was a stranger to this domestic moment.

“Apparently Sara,” your coworker, Leon had to remind himself as you spoke, “had decided to drag me out while you were gone. Saying that I was being too focused on work again.”

You roll your eyes in a familiar manner as you wipe the skin of your face with a cloth. There’s a soft, tired look, one that is aware of reality.

“Right.” Leon responds. “I already know you were hunched over your desk, typing away at a proposal looking like Gollum." He chuckles as he remembers the first time he saw you at work.

“Hey.” You pout cutely in response, before sitting on the bathroom counter and sighing. “Let me see your face.”

You put out your hand expectantly and he obliges as he puts his chin in your hand. Reaching with your other to grab his cloth and wetting it with water, you smile sweetly with the look that Leon loved.

A careful caress with the cloth as you clean his face. Your thumb traces over faint scars, reminders of the memories he can never escape. There’s a tightening in his heart at this touch.

As you finish and wring out the cloth, you turn back to face him still sitting on the counter. The softness of your hand shifts to cradle the side of his face.

In response, he lifts your chin with his fingers and gives that charming smile of his. “I have the world in my hands.”

“Not sure about that.” You reply softly. “Pretty sure I got it in mine.”

As you get into bed, due to a learned habit after living with Leon for four months, get into the side of the bed away from the door. He lies across from you and lets out a heavy sigh, as he feels exhaustion wash over him.

His hand finds its way to your waist as the light turns off. Leon’s face burrows itself in the crook of your neck, like something was commanding him to get as close as possible to you. To find the core to the warmth. The rhythm of your breath, a lullaby, gently sends him to sleep as his fingers curl atop your skin slightly.

Even at that moment, the scratching turned into digging.

Your eyes heavy and on the verge of the precipice, a whisper drifts from Leon’s lips as he is asleep.

“My only… Make me happy when…”

Will it be sent to you? Will it be conveyed? Words will never be enough… for this feeling of mine, to my dearest one.

By the time the rays of the sun bounce off your gentle skin, Leon is awake and doesn’t move as he watches you sleep peacefully. A smile creeps onto his face as he notices a line of drool.

In that moment, the man, who long lost his faith and wishes, says a silent prayer.

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