#windbreaker x reader

[hidden-oracle]

Having a Crush

Having a crush is one of mine series of scenarios for the fandoms I write!

Avoident Love

Everyone knew Sakura had a crush on you, if his thousand degree blush wasn't a give away. His strange avoidance of you was, whenever you enter a room he was in. He would turn away trying his best to hide his ever growing feelings for you. If he could he would also exit the room, not wanting to face his own feelings.

He doesn't want you to know of them out of the possibility of you rejecting him. Even though that is the most unlikely of possibilities, the fear of it scares Sakura off.

Slipped Mask

No one knows for sure if he has a crush on you but himself, he acts like his normal self around you. He teases you like he does everyone else so there isn't a reason for anyone to suspect him to have a crush on you.

Except the one time the mask slipped, it was on accident that it did but it did non the less. His eye twitched when someone said that your outfit was cute. There is a note on Suo's page of Nirei's notebook that he may have a crush on you

Note Taking

Majority of Nirei's notes about you are sprinkled with writing about how you look cute or beautiful or wonderful doing certain things. His attempts to hide these notes doesn't go unnoticed by anyone he shows his notebook to. He does snatch the book away or covers the page if people flip to it or they attempt to look at it. But as time went on and people put the pieces of what is on those pages, people figured out he has a crush on you.

[lostpiewrites]

hiii

could pls write abt the wind breaker boys(sakura and kaji) kabedoning the reader(pinning against the wall) whether it’s accidental or intentional???

Btw I absolutely adore ur wind breaker fics sm😆

Thanks!!

a/n : thank uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. I adore you too 🥹 It came off a lot shorter than i expected it to be , i'm sorry. 🥲

(Art credits unknown)

OH MY WALL 😵

Ft: Kaji Ren, Sakura Haruka.

Kaji Ren

It was intentional. He planned everything from the start to the end , and hoped that it would go his way this time. It definitely did.

You were just cooking in the kitchen. Pjs and shorts on. And he decided to mess with you because you looked so wife-y at that moment.

He came behind and turned you around , gently slamming you against the counter ; while holding your lower waist so it doesn't hurt.

He looked into your eyes. Directly. He was usually quiet so you learned how to read his expressions very well.

His eyes was deep , held so much meaning and suppressed emotions that you felt overwhelmed even tho he practically did nothing.

He leaned down and just took a kiss, then went back to his sitting place. Not being able to say anything because he knew nothing in his vocabulary would describe it.

You stood there like a statue with pink cheeks and hand brushing over your lips.

You could continue daydreaming forever , but the smell of some burning pancakes brought you back to real life. Even tho reluctantly...

Haruka Sakura

It was accidental ofc , as you guys probably could think. Not really "accidental" accidental but wasn't in the meaning of sth intimate.

You were just scrolling on tiktok and you came across one that made you giggle to yourself.

Sakura asked what it was from across the couch. You didn't answer.

He furrowed his eyebrows and came closer to take a look.

He normally wouldn't be suspicious of anything but when you hid your phone , he knew sth was up.

He chased you around and caught you once but you succeeded to slip out of his grasp.

The second time he caught you , he held your wrists and pinned you against the wall so you couldn't escape.

He took the phone and went back to his place on the couch , leaving a squirming you against the wall because why was it hot inside a room with ac ?

[shintaru]

Hyuk Kwon dating head canons

m.list ♡ taglist ♡ Old dating hc

He 100% enjoyed chasing you before you fell for him watching you get annoyed when he just won’t go away was the highlight of his day. Also slowly watching you warm up to him his favorite thing about getting you to like him was when he noticed you looking for him first.

He loves to make you smile but if he sees you cry he’s not sure of what to do and probably won’t understand why you’re crying.

Would literally explode seeing you wear his clothes especially to a race. I feel he’s the type to show of whether it’s his skills or his partner but he also loves when you show him off.

I don’t see him being romantic or too lovey dovey, however he is a loving and caring partner but it’s in his own way. You’d have to study him to understand his way. You could notice it by him taking time out of his busy schedule to be with you, he remains by your side during hard times, I feel his lack of emotional connection to situations could help you remain calm and not immediately get anxious. (At least this would work for me if a situation is sad, scary, or gives me anxiety and people around me are panicking then I’ll begin to panic but having someone beside me that remains calm helps to keep me grounded) Also he would invite you to races and dinners with his crew he wants you to be close with the people he’s closest to.

I feel he wouldn’t be overprotective like controlling type because he’d seems confident but if someone did bother you and he didn’t like it well rip to them and I feel it’s easy to think he might be controlling with his personality because he does like doing things his way and he doesn’t seem to understand or care about the dangers that could bring onto others. I noticed that he doesn't judge people for who they are. He's fine with them being who they are. He doesn't seem to care what others say about him or the people he’s closest to; he accepts them as they are.

He wouldn’t get jealous he knows your his and of someone else doesn’t know that he’ll show them and he wouldn’t change for you and he doesn’t expect you to change for him he likes you the way you are and he accepts the same even if you don’t like him back 💀 he’ll remain who he’s always been in a relationship the only difference would be that he’s no longer single.

If you wanted to go on dates he’d go but he wouldn’t do grand gestures you’d have to really get to know him to know when he’s being more considerate vs normal. Also he’d be great at a lot of things like taking naps with you. His love language would probably be quality time and to some extent I feel he would show some physical affection based on what he did to Jay in the stone island. The same way wooin did that to Vinny he just did that for fun I think but if he had a partner I don’t necessarily think he’d do it just for fun he’d do it to be more affectionate than normal however if his partner is shy he’d definitely do it for fun just to tease them.

Surprisingly he loves taking pictures with you, he’ll keep photo booth pictures of you in his phone case & wallet he really cherishes them.

Also I feel he is a great and terrible listener at the same time. Sometimes he’s listening and other times he’s falling asleep or his mind is trailing off to something random.

There would be issues if he ever did something that hurt your feelings he wouldn’t understand why it bothers you so much and he wouldn’t do anything about it because he thinks if it doesn’t bother him it shouldn’t bother you but he doesn’t intentionally try to hurt you he does care for you he’s just not able to show it in a way that’s considered “normal” he will later learn from Wooin that him doing that can appear to be inconsiderate.

He makes you worry a lot especially while he’s racing because he’s pretty reckless and he often can’t be around due to work but he does make time for you. I feel he’d call you over so he could take naps with you.

Dating him means you get Hyuk 2.0 with Wooin. They are so alike it would drive you crazy. Between your boyfriend annoying you and his friend annoying you and their both laughing about it together you don’t know how you put up with them everyday.

I don’t think he has a high sex drive but ofc he’s still a man so they still think of nsfw things so he would initiate intimacy in the bedroom when he’s in the mood but he’s not the type of partner to be in the mood everyday. If his partner had a higher sex drive he would enjoy helping them from time to time but don’t expect it to be all the time he has his boundaries.

Yes he does get crazy on the race track but in the bedroom I feel it doesn’t get as crazy and if it does not often. He’d like to take his time enjoying every part of the moment with his partner. He’s kinda odd so sometimes if he’s busy he’d leave afterwards but he’s not against cuddling and showering together afterwards just respect his boundaries and you’ll both be comfortable.

Author's note: I understand his character a lot better now than when I wrote my previous ones but since people liked them I won’t delete his other ones.

Dedications: @dzvelinaskebiyars

[dgiterart]

I love these two ❤️❤️❤️❤️😀😀😭😭

I want to download winhero bit it's Japanese and i want to read the stories 😔😔😔

[narcjsistx]

— 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒!

✶ characters: sakura haruka, suo hayato, hajime umemiya

✶ 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; take a look, trust me!

— SAKURA HARUKA

✶ we all know about his tendency to blush when it comes to something particularly tender or kind, perhaps even embarrassing. it's a habit that many members of the bofurin know by now, especially suo or nirei. but when is he with you? blushing is not so annoying anymore. haruka knows how to communicate, but often gets embarrassed doing so, especially when he has to express something to his girlfriend. talking then becomes difficult, but blushing is the solution to make you understand that he is enjoying the moment but simply does not know how to express it without seeming desperate (he is, you know it too, but it's better to make him believe that he's a strong and unbeatable boy) when he's with you he doesn't worry about having to justify his blushing, so forget about the usual justifying reactions he has with his bofurin friends! maybe it could happen sometimes with you too, but it's only because he loves you

✶ sakura's idea of love has always been quite twisted: he's never had anyone who genuinely cared about him, only people who found his behavior and especially his appearance strange. when he first met you and you complimented his eyes, he had no problem not hiding his annoyance from you. even the people in his past did the same, making him believe he was appreciated just to make the stab more painful when they turned their backs on him. but only with time, seeing your genuineness, he understood that maybe falling in love wouldn't be so painful, not this time. admitting he loved you wasn't complicated, the hard part was accepting and believing that there was finally someone who didn't disgust him. when he realize that you were interested in him too? he can call that moment the most intimate of his life

✶ the words "sakura haruka" and "relationship" have never gone together, he started having this thought as a child and as a teenager the situation certainly hasn't changed, maybe even worsened. when he met you he didn't even understand how the two words suddenly went good together, with you loving him and refusing to let go of his hand even to simply eat. sakura has never had a girlfriend and never really understood how it works with one, but with you he learned everything so quickly that already after the first month together you wondered how a boy like that had never had anyone before you. being a boyfriend, possibly the best in the world, has become so easy if it was about making you happy. even though he's a relatively closed person, he's understood that he can be calm, lovely and without barriers with you, even if breaking them is still difficult. seeing you're okay with letting him have his time only makes him fall in love even more

— SUO HAYATO

✶ although not everyone can say it, he particularly loves everything that concerns fabrics and matching clothes. even before becoming a couple you already knew how much he loved everything related to the chinese world, starting from tea and ending with the way of dressing, defined by him as particularly interesting. when you became an official cup one of the first "couple experiences" was to let you try on some of his clothes of chinese origin, choosing the ones that you considered the most beautiful or the most comfortable. spending the whole afternoon with his implied compliments is defined by both as probably the best moment you have had in the first weeks of the relationship

✶ i read somewhere that he doesn't particularly like using his phone in front of others, perhaps out of politeness or for some other unexplained reason. as friends you knew about this habit of his, but unexpectedly with you he never had problems opening his private chats, his photos gallery, even some of the few social media he has. when one afternoon you happened to be closer to his phone, he simply asked you to reply to a message that nirei had sent him asking to set a date for a training session. it surprised you a lot, but when he noticed your expression he simply explained that since you are his girlfriend he has nothing to hide or be worried about, so why forbid you from touching it?. from that moment you swore that your entire trust in the male gender was based on your boyfriend. to your boyfriend's misfortune, or maybe fortune, from that day you started taking his phone just to fill his gallery with stupid photos. he loves all of them, so is a win

✶ since you've been with him, you have no problem admitting that you think you're the safest girl in the city. hayato is so strong that sometimes you wonder if he really has a monster in his eye, because you can't explain how he can turn the tables in his favor in fights so easily. he doesn't particularly like that you've seen him fight, but it happened once when you accidentally met while you were shopping and he was on patrol with sakura. it was a pretty quick fight, but you were so surprised to see him so calm even though surrounded by so many people, some of them very cruel. he fought with sakura with his usual precision, but he can't hide the fact that he threw his punches a little harder at the boy who only tried to go towards you. a few days later you talked about this and he simply justified his actions by saying that they were natural, and that knowing you were there made him a little worried for the simple fact that he knows how bastards the guys from other gangs can be. he added that he did not doubt the fact that he knew he would not even allow you to pull out a hair

— HAJIME UMEMIYA

✶ this sweet guy has absolutely no problem showing you affection in public. what is there to hide from the world, the fact that he loves you so much? no no, the world needs to know how perfect he thinks you are. since the first day as an official couple it has been normal to have his hand intertwined with yours, his arm around your shoulders, even just his pinky on your body. no one in town asked anything about you, let's say you made your love visible even when you were just friends, so no one was surprised to see umemiya kissing you in front of the shops in town. even when he introduced you to the other bofurin as his official girlfriend, no one really reacted: hiragi's sigh was enough and he simply babbled something about how it took you so long to give each other a stupid kiss

✶ even though he's a very strong guy, even on a sentimental level, talking about his past, his family and the bofurin before becoming president was not easy. these are subjects that he considers deeply intimate, topics that only people so close to him that he could die for them know. when one evening he simply asked you if you wanted to talk about something important to him, you didn't expect to find yourself an hour later shaken by sobs, deeply sorry for everything he had gone through. you know how strong your boyfriend is, but thinking about him as a child hurt you, especially knowing now everything that was going through his mind in those moments. even though you spent the rest of the evening hugging each other and completely silent, umemiya vowed to make you his wife one day. he thought this while thinking about how much his mother would like you

✶ in bofurin many see their president as a bit of a role model, someone they know loves and protects them, a bit like a father. umemiya loves to talk about the guys in school, how he likes to see them all so united and jokingly bragging that it's thanks to him that they are like this. when he talks about it he really does sound like a father explaining his children's successes, and you sound like a married couple with children when you also comment on the things he tells you. when everyone started to understand the true bond that tied you to umemiya, in the way his gaze softened when you spoke to him, some automatically thought of taking you as a point of reference too. if umemiya trusted you, evidently you were also a kind and caring person like him. if before the boys of the bofurin had only a father, now suddenly they also had a mother: worrying about the little ones has suddenly become normal for you too, even scolding them when they did wrong actions. no one ever thought that you behaved in a wrong way, even though you were not someone with an official role in the school you protected it as if it were your home, protecting the other boys as if they were your children, even though they probably had three times your strength. if it was important to your boyfriend, it automatically was important to you too

[mangostarjam]

mdni — wbk characters are aged up!

thinking about the soft whisper of suo's earrings against your cheek as he smiles down at you. it's a kind smile — but his eye gleams in the dim light of your bedside lamp.

you're wet and worked open and ready, legs spread apart by his thighs. one of his hands rests at your waist. familiar.

he's gotten you used to his touch without you noticing, but now it's all you can think about. his fingers dig in a little and you can't help but squirm, the ache in your core intensifying. his other hand grips the base of his cock, a tight, controlled hold as he nudges the tip against your entrance.

a choked breath fills the space beside you. your desk chair scrapes against the floor. white strands in the lamplight gleam as golden as his eye as your crush leans forward.

"make sure you watch, sakura-kun. this is how you make her cry."

[bfwooin]

hii!! Can I request a sabbath (could be any individual member if you want) x reader who is super feminine and maybe a Lolita and them on a date?

Tyyy!!☀️☀️

but with eyes shut, it's you i'm thinking of.

content. established rs except for joker's (he has a crush on u instead), superfem!reader, petnames, suggestive ending for hyuk's.

a/n. cute request thank u anon! i had fun writing this ><

꩜ wooin.

spoiling you rotten is wooin’s favourite hobby. a princess is what he sees you as. someone who he feels inclined to treat like royalty.

he adores your love for dressing up, and proudly funds your interest as the two of you frequently go on shopping dates. and while you’re all carefree and prancing in front of him, giving your frilled skirt a delicate swish for his eyes, he willingly hauls bags and bags of clothing and plushies you bought under his card.

no amount of cute 'but 's can let the man make you pay for your items, he loves spending his dirty money on you, though you’re unaware of his private dealings.

“should we go into that shop? it has those chunky heels you’ve been wanting for so long.” he catches you eyeing into the shop’s window display as you momentarily stop in front of him.

“but we already bought so much,” you say sweetly, frankly feeling guilty about your spendings. from the corner of your eye, you notice that teasing smirk of his as he walks over to you.

“baby, just buy the whole store for all i care.” he bends down and places a soft kiss on your cheek, making you look away embarrassingly.

“we’re in public!” you remind him, pouting at him with shallow anger.

“so? i can’t kiss my princess now?” he teases, knowing that his words push your buttons.

“come on, think of it this way;” he leans in closer, his lips almost grazing against your cherry-glossed ones.

“you get my card, and i get to kiss your cute face whenever i want.”

just know that the shop assistants are giggling to themselves, watching the both of you make out in the middle of the mall.

꩜ hyuk.

despite being hyuk’s favourite girl, he doesn’t shy away from his competitive nature. you knew you shouldn’t have said the arcade when he asked you where the two of you should go earlier in the day, now he’s trashing you in whack-a-mole!

“you’re too slow,” he dares to utter, peeking at your side as he watches your slow reaction toward the popping moles. you’re so cute and blur, hitting the targets with no force whatsoever, the hammer looking comically large in your fist.

and there he goes, gloating about his fifth win for the night.

“come on darling, are you even trying?” he taunts you, tucking strands of your silky hair behind your ear to reveal your tiny bow earrings pierced on your earlobe.

“i am! can’t you just go easy on me?” you huff, and he chuckles, finding your pouty expression so adorable.

“hmm, let’s do forfeits. the winner gets to decide what the loser has to do. deal?”

“nuh-uh, i’m not listening!”

but you acquiesced anyway after seeing the game the both of you agreed to compete in: mario kart. come on, there’s no way you would lose to him in the game you practically grew up with.

that’s just impossible!

“aww, don’t cry here.” he dares to say as you look away, not wanting to spare a glance at both his smirk and the screen in front of you that displayed second place in large text, further mocking your loss.

“hmm, what should i make my baby do?” he gets off the machine and walks over to you. you're still sitting with your arms folded in endearing frustration.

he laughs at your attitude, patting your head to feign consolation. but you knew that when you’re back home with him, he’ll have that feisty attitude of yours tamed like a prim feline.

꩜ vinny.

he doesn’t want to admit it, but vinny adores watching you get ready.

it takes a hell of a time for you to do so, but he faithfully rests on your bed, observing your deft hands move like clockwork as you doll up in front of your vanity. he’s fascinated, as if you’re a living masterpiece.

the way your face leans closer to the mirror as you put on your mascara, even he finds that adorable. and once you finish your lip combo with that strawberry lip gloss he’s tasted a million times from your lips, he resists the urge to squish your cheeks and lock his lips onto yours.

“how do i look?” you turn to face him, finding that he’s blatantly staring at you. your face feels the familiar warmth, your blush on top of your blush.

“beautiful,” he says with conviction, walking over towards you and standing behind your plush chair. you remove your pink hairband and place it on your vanity, reaching for your curling iron and handing it to him.

you see ever since the two of you started dating, he notices how frequently you visit the hair salon to maintain your loose curls, and it’s definitely a costly expenditure.

so, he decides to dedicate some of his time to do your hair!

he finds it rewarding to see your bright smile whenever he’s done with the last curl, admiring his handiwork silently as you can’t wait to flaunt it on your date later.

sure, he’s no salon-grade hairstylist, but you couldn’t care less about that.

no hairstylist can top the love and affection that goes into your hair each time your boyfriend does it for you.

꩜ joker.

now, this was a sight to see.

today was your first time meeting joker after texting him for a month. the two of you met through wooin; let’s just say joker fell in love at first sight with your pink frills and berry scent.

you’re one of a kind, he’s never seen a girl with such a feminine style before. he finds himself attracted to it, to you.

but now you’re watching him in slight astonishment as he eats a large froyo cup full of each topping the parlour has to offer, as compared to your medium-sized portion with pastel coloured marshmallows and juicy strawberries. his creation is a mountain of confectionery, and you giggle as he struggles to scoop the frozen yoghurt with the toppings he wants to taste.

“do you always eat your froyo like this?” you ask playfully.

“no, but i’ve been wanting to try it like this.” you almost choke on the slice of strawberry in your mouth, finding his answer ridiculous.

the both of you continue eating, enjoying each other’s company in the frozen yoghurt parlor that’s so obviously playing spotify’s top 50 songs worldwide as you hear luther by kendrick lamar stream.

“so, do you have any favourite songs?” you ask, plopping a marshmallow into your mouth.

“i don’t really listen to anything,” he replies with an air of nonchalance around him.

“not even when you’re training?”

“nope, but i listen to wooin’s nagging.” he sighs dramatically, strands of his baby blue hair falling onto his face and poking his eyes.

you notice and dig through your bag, pulling out a fluffy hairpin with a plush bunny attached to it. you sweep his front hair to the side, pinning the strands with the clip and securing it tightly.

he looks at you, surprised by your sudden gesture as his heart fills with even more affection for you.

you and your cheeky smile when you look at his stunned expression, he’s holding back every fibre in his body to confess his feelings for you.

[stunie]

“YOU CRAZY? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!”

WIND BREAKER + YOU NOT RECOGNIZING THEM. ft. hayato suo, kaji ren, togame jo, & umemiya hajime x f!reader

filled request : a chunk of it -> “..reacting to drunk reader not recognizing them and they wanna take reader home but reader won’t let them and tells them to fuck off or else her boyfriend (which is right infront of her) will kick their ass..”

notes : aa ! ! i am also a sucker for plots like these !! sorry it took me a while to get to >: thank u sm for sending this in nonnie <3 (cw alcohol ; but the consumption isn’t really mentioned in this)

HAYATO SUO.

“don’t you dare touch me,” suo’s eyes widen when you’re clumsily swatting at his hand, half lidded eyes narrowing into your best attempt at a glare. your words are slow and slurred, but he still manages to understand the gist of what you’re trying to say. “my boyfriend’s gonna make you pay if you do,” you huff, pointing an accusatory finger at him and jabbing it a couple times into his chest for extra measure.

“oh?” his gaze softens a bit, unbeknownst to you, and his smile is back the second he understands what’s happening here. “your boyfriend? where is he now?”

the way your glare immediately falls at your realization almost makes him feel bad, and he’s giving you a smile of pity when your lips tug into a deep pout. “um…” you frown, eyebrows furrowing to rid of the tears already starting to blur your vision, “i don’t know…”

“you don’t know?” suo’s voice is steady, easily hiding the way he’s stifling a laugh at the sudden change in your demeanor. he’s watching with amusement as you start to sniff, hands coming to messily wipe at your eyes with your sleeve as you start babbling, spewing out things about how “you need to find your boyfriend right this second” and how you’re “all lonely now.”

“oh dear,” he chuckles, hands coming to lightly grasp around your wrists, “your boyfriend has told you not to wipe your eyes like that before, hasn’t he? you’re going to irritate the skin.”

“mhm,” you give him a shy nod before staring up at him with confusion, gaze flickering to the thumb he’s bringing to gently swipe at the tears collecting along your lashes a moment later. the way you’re stiffening up at his touch is cute— and it looks like you’ve unconsciously recognized his familiarity even in this state.

“y-you know my boyfriend?”

how endearing.

“sure. i know him pretty well,” suo smiles, hand coming to press against your lower back as you guides you forward, “so let’s find him, okay? come with me.”

KAJI REN.

“huh?” you’ve got kaji completely petrified, eyes blown open as his hands defensively shoot up in front of him the second you’re slowly waving your pepper spray back and forth— the pepper spray he had bought you, by the way. “what do you think you’re doing?”

“i’ll tell you exactly what im doing,” you retort, eyes narrowing at the alleged unfamiliar man in front of you, “i’m gonna call my boyfriend here, and he’s gonna beat your ass if you don’t leave in the next five seconds.”

ah. the slur in your voice is all it takes for the situation to suddenly click in his head. and now that he’s looking at you closer up, he’s surprised that you’re even able to stand in such a state. you’ve only come here with him, so the only way you’ll be going home is if he takes you home.

and that’s not looking very plausible right now.

he’s clicking his tongue before ripping through another lollipop, raking his fingers through his hair as he goes through the potential routes he can go with this. how the fuck was he gonna bring you home like this..? and actually, how would it make him look if people see him forcefully tossing you onto his back and booking it home?

this was a terrible situation through and through.

“um— come here,” he tries coaxing you the way he would with a stray animal, fingers coming to hesitantly pinch your sleeve to lift your arm without technically touching you, and he’s slowly moving it a couple inches to the right. “i’m your boyfriend. let’s go home.”

you shake your head.

his cheeks are flushing red when he realizes there are onlookers now, a handful of people watching the situation unfold, and you’re not helping his case at all— arms crossed across your chest as you eye him up and down suspiciously.

“c-candy,” he grumbles under his breath, deep red spreading to the tips of his ears. “i’ll give you a piece of candy if you come with me. sound good?”

TOGAME JO.

“m-my boyfriend can fight, you know” you stumble backwards, slowly backing up until your back meets with one of the tables, and it’s just great. you’re completely trapped now. he’s looming over you the next second, big hands resting on either side of you as you try to steady your breathing.

togame will be here any minute, you’re reminding yourself. this is fine.

“that so?” there’s a low chuckle from him, and he’s feigning innocence, looking around to locate this boyfriend of yours. “i don’t see him anywhere.”

your breath catches in your throat. your vision’s still dizzy, world spinning each and every time you move your head, and you search around your hips, internally cursing when you realize your purse is gone too.

no phone, and no boyfriend.

he’s moving awfully close to you now, and you can’t move— can’t call your boyfriend. “y-yeah,” you manage to stammer, thinking hard as you decide what to do. “he even taught me how to fight… so don’t test me.”

now that’s a bluff.

“oh. did he now?” togame’s brow raises at your threat, trying to resist the urge to laugh when you’re quickly nodding the next second, cute hands balling into little fists— and oh, that’s not quite how you’re supposed to do it.

but he’ll teach you another time. “so… in that case… you know what to do when a guy does— this?” his fingers wrap around your wrist before you can get a word out, pulling you forward in one swift movement.

you’re gasping as soon as you fall forward, crashing straight into his chest, and his arms are quick to wrap around you, big hand coming to pat at your head like a dog.

“oh, how weird. i didn’t think he’d teach you to hug other guys.”

UMEMIYA HAJIME. cw : he jokingly refers to himself as your kidnapper (he did not kidnap you)

“what now, haji?” your eyes narrow at the phone screen being shoved an inch in front of your face, and ume’s gone puppy mode beside you, excitedly rocking back and forth on your bed as he waits for you to hit play.

“just watch! you’ll see. press play.”

you rub at your eyes, wincing at the way your head starts to throb, still pounding from the events of yesterday. the video that plays out in front of you is completely dark for the first seconds, and you’re quick to grow impatient— seconds away from huffing and pushing his phone away until you finally hear a rustling, followed your own voice.

“haji’s gonna make you pay,” you cringe at the sound of your own voice, and there’s a loud sniffle that follows. “so take me wherever you want, ya goof. he’ll really make you regret it when he finds me.”

no way.

“‘haji’ huh!” you hear umemiya burst into a laughing fit, your face burning at the way he’s poking fun at your past self, and you hear your drunken self scoffing at him a second after. “so what kinda guy is he, huh? your kidnapper’s gotta know!”

there was absolutely no way he recorded himself carrying you home.

“he’s huuge,” the video catches your hiccup, “he can toss you around like nothing. i’m warning you now. so you can put me down if you get it.”

from the muffled sound of your voice, you think ume probably had you tossed over his shoulder, a strong arm wrapped around the back of your thighs to keep you draped over him. “that so?” he chuckles, “what’s he look like?”

“i can’t believe you,” you sigh, fingers rubbing at your temples, “you’re unbelievable.” you’re sneaking a quick glance at your boyfriend, but he’s still focused on the video, soft smile tugging at his lips. “keep listening, ‘kay baby? this is my favorite part.”

uh oh.

“he’s the prettiest boy ever!” your cheeks are immediately filling with heat at your shameless confession, hand slamming over your mouth— there was absolutely no way. “you wouldn’t believe it. you’ll know when you see ‘im. he’s gorgeous. beautiful. i looove him! don’t fall in love with my boyfriend— you better not. he’s mine.”

[dior-luxury]

if it's alright could you please do togame, nirei and natori pining hcs? specifically with a more physically clingy reader! was rlly surprised that no one's requested any windbreaker stuff yet

How'd They Pin After You

( ✧ ) ────── crush stories . fluff - gn!reader .

- [𝐜𝐡.] togame . nirei . natori

- [𝐩:𝐬] Slow burn . Mutual pining . Emotional vulnerability . Emotional intensity . Light possessiveness (esp. Jo and Shingo) . Touching/Physical clinginess . Jealousy (Shingo, mildly)

Note: My first windbreaker request, yay! (๑>◡<๑) Hopefully I captured all of their personalities right and it's not too crazy.

Jo Togame

He pines like it’s a secret, like it’s something sacred. The way monks guard temples, the way wolves guard dens—silent, fierce, unwavering.

At first, he doesn’t understand what’s happening. He just notices that when you’re around, his chest feels tight. That your laugh cuts through the noise of the world. That he’s watching you too long. That your name feels like a prayer he doesn’t dare say out loud.

Jo is the kind of guy who’s hard to read. He won’t flirt. He won’t joke. But he will notice everything. If you’re cold, he’ll take off his jacket and hand it to you, wordless. If you’re tired, he’ll tilt his head in quiet invitation to rest on his shoulder. If you’re in danger? He’s the first one in front of you.

He starts showing up everywhere. Quietly. Consistently. Like a shadow that wants to be your sun. He’ll wait for you outside school even if you didn’t ask. Will walk behind you, matching your pace, making sure you’re safe.

Jo doesn’t speak much—but when he does, and it’s to you? It’s like gravity shifts.

“You shouldn’t walk home alone.” “You look exhausted. Go home. I’ll cover for you.” “Don’t waste your smile on people who don’t deserve it.”

His version of pining is protection. Devotion. He won’t say “I like you,” but his actions scream it—every second.

And here’s the plot twist: he’s physically clingy too, but he does it in a way that’s incredibly intense and tender at the same time. He doesn’t reach for you unless it’s important. But when he does—your wrist, your waist, your fingers—he holds on like you’re going to disappear.

One day, you trip on a curb. He catches you. Doesn’t let go.

You look up at him and say, “Thanks.”

And he says, “I won’t let you fall.”

He means it metaphorically. He always does.

He pines through silence, through long stares when you’re not looking, through walking you home and pausing outside your door like he wants to say something but never quite does. Until one day, he just says:

“Tell me what you need. I’ll be there.”

Because loving you hurts for him—but not loving you would hurt more.

Akihiko Nirei

This boy falls hard and fast. He’s not subtle about it either—when he likes you, everyone knows it. Not because he blurts it out, but because his entire soul lights up like it’s springtime every time you’re near.

At first, he’s just happy to be around you. It starts with casual hangs—sitting beside you during breaks, offering you bites of his bento (“You’ve got to try this karaage! My mom made it—don’t worry, I didn’t mess it up!”), or pulling you into random group chats with the guys. He wants to include you in every piece of his life.

But soon, it gets deeper. Nirei starts noticing the tiny things: how you laugh with your eyes before your mouth catches up, how you always forget your umbrella, how you zone out when you’re overwhelmed. He starts carrying extras—extra pen, extra snacks, extra umbrella—just in case. But he’ll always act like it’s a coincidence.

“Oh, you forgot your lunch? Haha, I totally brought too much—take some!”

Every time you’re near, his voice is a little louder, his smile a little wider. But when you leave? He stares after you like you’re carrying half his heart with you.

He pines in daydreams. Like, he’ll stare out the window during class imagining what it’d be like to walk you home while the cherry blossoms fall. He replays your texts over and over, trying to find hidden meanings. Sometimes he even types up fake conversations with you just to practice what he’d say.

And oh, he’s the physically clingy one. Very. But it doesn’t feel heavy—it feels warm. Natural. He’s always slinging an arm around your shoulders like it’s no big deal. Pulling you into side hugs when you’re sad. Tugging your wrist when he wants you to come look at something cool. He’s always touching you, and when you’re not around, he kinda... slumps a little.

He pines out loud too. To everyone except you. Like he’ll be walking with Sakura and just sigh, “Man, [Your Name] looked so cool today…” and Sakura’s like, “JUST TELL THEM.” And he’s like, “What if they don’t like me back? What if I make it weird?”

Because here’s the thing about Nirei—he cherishes you so much, he’s afraid of ruining it. So he just keeps giving, hoping you’ll notice. Hoping you’ll choose him, not because he asked, but because you see him the way he sees you.

One day, if you fall asleep beside him on the train? He’ll sit perfectly still the whole ride, afraid to wake you, memorizing the weight of your head on his shoulder like it’s the most important moment of his life.

Shingo Natori

Shingo’s the kind of guy who teases his crush, but in that soft but sneaky way. He’s usually confident with his boys, loud in a chill kind of way, always down for fun, but when you’re around? His rhythm changes.

At first, you wouldn’t even suspect anything. He still jokes, still calls you weird nicknames (“oi, sleepyhead,” “shorty,” even if you're taller), still acts like the clown of the group—but there’s a difference in the pauses. Like the way he watches you laugh from across the courtyard and grins to himself like an idiot, then quickly looks away when someone catches him.

He pines quietly. Like when you’re talking to someone else—especially another guy—he’ll suddenly start appearing at your side with a casual, “Yo, didn’t know you were out here,” even though he definitely spotted you from across the school yard. He’ll never outright admit he’s jealous, but his jokes get more pointed, his smile a little tighter.

He starts “bumping into you” more. Like at the konbini late at night, after cram school. “Didn’t know you liked melonpan too. Must be fate, huh?” Cue him walking you home and low-key memorizing every detail of your route. Every light post. Every place you pause.

But where Shingo really pines is in his bedroom. Late at night, lying in bed with his phone in hand, staring at your Instagram stories. He doesn’t like anything—not yet—but he watches them over and over. Sometimes he types out a DM and deletes it before sending. He doesn’t want to come off too eager.

He doodles your name on the edge of his notebook pages. Acts like it’s a joke if someone sees. But if you ever sit next to him during lunch or in class? He becomes a little too still. Hyper-aware of your elbow barely brushing his. And if you lean in, accidentally touching his shoulder to show him your phone screen?

He goes completely still. Doesn’t even breathe. But his heart’s hammering like he just ran a 100-meter dash.

Eventually, he starts leaving little things in your locker. A can of your favorite drink. A note that says, “Don’t be late to gym again or I’m draggin’ you.” No name. But you know it’s him. And he wants you to know.

He’s the kind of piner who turns friendship into slow-burning obsession, and every moment he spends around you feels like a page in a diary he’d never admit he writes.

[sylith]

Plotting …..

Feel free to suggest any prompt or ideas if you want😣‼️‼️

I’ll do these once I’m free with these finals💔💔

[hidden-oracle]

Love Bite

Some more instalments of my Love Bite series! Don't worry about Nirei I'm writing something else for him!

Sakura Hakura

"Hey! What was that for!" Sakura yelled as he stared are you with his hand in your mouth. His blush was getting deeper and deeper as you continued to look up at him. You took his hand out of your mouth "Sakura, this is how I show I love you" you said. "Huh?"

Sakura looks like he was about to pass out from his skin overheating. Good thing you two were at his apartment and not at the cafe, he would have passed out the second he felt you touched his hand.

Suo Hayato

Bringing his hand up to your mouth from where it was sitting on his lap and biting with little to no force. He looked down at you with a closed eye smile, as you had his hand in your mouth. "I know you love me, [Reader] but... I think it should be toned down a bit for his own safety" Suo said bringing up his unoccupied hand, pointing at Sakura who's romance sensor was going haywire.

[animeficsworld]

For You, Always

Umemiya Hajime x Reader

Summary: When your favourite ring goes missing, you storm Furin to get it back from your very chaotic boyfriend.

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The clink of heavy boots echoed sharply through Furin’s halls.

You didn’t smile. You never smiled.

Not at strangers, not at friends, not even at the wide-eyed first-years who practically flung themselves out of your path like you were a hurricane dressed in black.

You walked, head high, eyes colder than steel, shoving open doors and pushing past groups of stunned students without a single word. The only thing you cared about was finding him.

Because he had your favourite ring, the little silver band you never took off, the one he’d stolen half-jokingly yesterday and promised to return today.

And you weren’t exactly patient.

"Sh-she’s here-" a first-year whispered frantically, nudging his friend.

"That’s her?" someone else breathed, voice cracking.

The second and third years didn’t need to ask. They knew you.

You were Umemiya Hajime’s girl.

The one person their wild, sunshine, chaos-loving leader doted on like you were the only thing in the world worth anything.

You were the black cat to his golden retriever. The storm cloud to his blazing summer day.

And seeing you in person, marching through Furin, wearing your scowl like a crown, only made the rumours feel so much more real.

Finally, you found him, lounging against a wall near the training grounds, laughing with a few second-years.

His laugh cut off the second he saw you.

"My Love!" he practically shouted, shoving off the wall and jogging toward you with that big, dopey grin you secretly loved.

Your arms stayed crossed. Your glare sharpened.

"You have my ring," you said flatly.

Umemiya laughed, half-nervous, half-lovestruck. "Yeah, yeah, I was just about to bring it back! I was keepin’ it safe for ya, promise."

You didn’t move as he dug into his pocket, producing the tiny silver band with almost ridiculous care like it was priceless.

He slid it onto your finger, slow and deliberate, eyes locked on yours the whole time.

"There," he said, softer now. "Right where it belongs."

You stared up at him, unimpressed.

"You’re an idiot," you muttered.

He beamed. "Your idiot."

Behind you, you could feel the stunned silence of everyone else watching, mouths open, eyes wide.

Hajime didn’t care.

He hooked an arm around your shoulders, tugging you against his chest, and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

"Missed you," he said, almost sheepish.

"I saw you yesterday."

"Still missed you."

You grumbled under your breath but didn’t pull away. Of course, you didn’t.

He was the only one you let close.

The only one who could see past the frost and sharp words and grumpy glares.

And maybe, but just maybe, you missed him too.

"Oi!" Hajime shouted suddenly, looking back at the boys still frozen in shock. "Whatcha lookin’ at?! Ain’t she the cutest thing you've ever seen?!"

You whacked his chest lightly with the back of your hand, mortified.

"Shut up, Hajime."

He laughed, full and bright, holding you closer like you were something precious he was never letting go.

"Can’t. Love you too much."

You rolled your eyes. But your fingers curled lightly into the fabric of his jacket, holding on. Just for a little longer.

Maybe forever.

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[connorsui]

THE WAY YALL BE DESCRIBING THESE MEN HAS ME WANTING TO BE LOVED BY A WRITTERRRRR

BEING IMMORTALIZED FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARE

YOUR APPERANCE

YOUR BEAUTY

YOUR HEART AND YOUR SOUL

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY YOUR SINS AND YOUR FLAWS

YOUR DEEPEST SECRETS

BECAUSE ITS APART OF YOU

BEING A WRITERS MUSEEE IS GOLD STITCHED INTO LIFES ETERNAL POEMMSSS

[im-n-your-walls]

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summary: your boyfriend and his obsession A/n so not projecting my love of Greek mythology rn >:3 list of links 🔗

To the untrained eye you’d only know kaji as a brut with pastimes limited to listening to music through his headphones and sucking on lollipops. But to you and the other second years you all knew him as a boy who loved listening to podcasts and read books on Greek myths.

So obviously you’ve splurged on Percy Jackson books and payed for Spotify premium so he could listen to the podcast ’Greeking Out’ uninterrupted. And I know, the great kaji listening to a podcast made for little kids, Silly right? Oh but it made him so happy when he listens to the two part series about heracles (pronounced emphasis the Hera part because according to him hoe we say it is the Latin way and not the true Greek way) and of course being a wonderful partner you love to see him genuinely smile and run around whilst listening to epic the musical.

Just like now, as you read a book at the island counter of your shared apartment as kaji jumped on and off the couch and ran up and down the length of the wooden floors and stopping and sliding on his socks as he listened to what you guessed as the song ruthlessness, it being his favorite.

Sighing you looked over at his empty plate with cooling piece of pizza with only two small bites taking out, “ren” you called to no avail. Clearly Poseidon singing was more important, you thought to yourself as you got up to tap his shoulder. he slipped down his headphones looking over from where the touch originated. You gently smiled as the faint hum of the drums from his headphones filled the space between you two. “Please eat dear”

“But I’m full” he answered quickly, blond brows furrowed.

You gently squeezed his shoulder “but I don’t want to have to wake up and tell you, again, how to warm up pizza”

“But I remember”

“Well then how do you do it?”

“Put in the toaster oven on tin foil”

“On what setting?” The question earned you a pause, “ren please eat”

“But I’m not hungry”

“Uh huh yeah” you mumbled pushing him to the islands “just eat and we can watch something later”

he sat down. “Can it be the Percy Jackson movies?” He asked already stuffing his face “I wanna laugh at the inaccuracies that the directors took compared to the books”

“Yeah sure” you say already taking out the remote for the tv

[hayatoseyepatch]

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Description: Getting kinky with the windbreaker boys. I have so many thoughts about these men and I just needed to get them out of my system. Characters: Toma Hiragi, Ren Kaji, Haruka Sakura, Hayato Suo, & Yamato Endo. Word Count: 2.2k Tags: fem!reader, brat taming, praise, somnophilia, edging, mommy kink, dacryphilia, consent non consent, choking, degradation, oral (fem!receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk.

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a/n: These are more like thirsts than headcannons but oh well. I might expand on some of these eventually and turn them into full fics if I can sit down and commit to it. It the mental illness, innit? Regardless, I hope you enjoyed these little blurbs! Special shout out to @foxyfiction & @to-eden for helping me with the prompts for some of these, you both are amazing. <3

I also have a masterlist now, if you’re interested that could be found : HERE

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Brat Taming

Hiragi had enough of you today, your skirt pulled up high, a constant switch in your hips while on patrol today with the Tamon team. Constantly teasing him, whether it was pulling him into an alley for an impromptu make out session, bending over in front of him letting him catch a glimpse of your already wet panties, or rubbing against his perpetually hard cock as you “just needed to slip past him real quick”. He was patient, tension building throughout the day coming to a fever pitch when you had both made it back to your shared apartment. He was on you in moments, lifting the back of your skirt to lay a harsh lap to you ass. Grabbing a fistful of your hair as he growls in your ear. “ I want you on that bed and I want you completely bare, do you understand?” He releases you hair, watching as you strip for him, climbing on the bed moments after you do.

Grabbing a hold of your cheeks with a rough hand he forces you to look up at him, eyes glazed over with arousal. Squishing your cheeks he props your mouth open, shoving a long digit past your lips. He grins as your mouth instinctively wraps around the digit, pumping the finger in and out of your lips, eyes rolling back as he feels your tongue wrap around the digit. Sucking his teeth as you shoot him a wink as he stuffs a second digit in your mouth. “Such a fucking brat, you know that?” He forces your thighs apart, free hand punctuating his words with a harsh slap to your dripping cunt.

His fingers sliding down, his fist two digits using your saliva that coated them to rub fast smooth circles against the sensitive bud. “Don’t forget your still getting punished baby.” He tsks giving you a sharp toothed grin. “Look at your pretty cunt, clenching around nothing, poor baby.” He coos, leaning down to your ear, lips grazing the shell to whisper. “You’re going to have to come from just my fingers before you can have my cock baby, think you can do that for me, hmm?”

Praise (Receiving)

Kaji had lost his temper once more, today a fight had broken out. One of the members of the opposing gang had harshly grabbed your arm, tugging you against him spitting extremities about the things he plandded to do to you. The words coupled with the fear in your wide eyes had Kaji seeing red. Completely blacking out in a fit of rage, he hated his, he especially hated you seeing him like this. The few times he had lost his temper in front of you, he ran, unable to face you. But not this time, you wouldn’t let him run from you. Grabbing the sleeve of his jacket you were quick to take him back to your apartment, silencing whatever apologies or exasperations with your lips against his.

Walking him backward toward your bedroom you wait for the back of his knees to hit the mattress. Pushing him to sit down as you climb on his lap. Mouths entangling in a heated embrace, clothes being pulled from each others bodies in a rush of passsion. Kaji trails kisses down your exposed body, lips wrapping arount a perked bud taking your nipple into his mouth. You rocked your hips against his, gronaing into the air. Your hands unfaten his pants, and with his help you pull his cock from his pants. You give him a smile, stroking his cheeks, eyes soft with fondness. “You're such a good boy Ren, always so good to me.”

You coo, the praise falling from your lips as you place one more kiss to his lips. Moving to grab him by the base, positioning him at your entrance, the desperate look in his eyes is all the confirmation you need to sink down on his length. You bite your lip, letting out a whimper at the feeling of his thick cock filling you to the brim. You tangle one hand in his hair, pulling lightly on his blonde strands, while the other moves up to his shoulder, nails digging into the skin. Pulling away only far enough to mumble into his lips. “Fuck, Ren.. Feel so good, you fill me up so good baby. I love you so much.”

Somnophillia

You wake feeling something warm between your legs. It isn’t long before your head is thrown back against the pillows you were once sleeping soundly against, voice crying out in pleasure as your boyfriend’s tongue draws slow patterns on your sensitive clit. You look down at him eyes lidded with sleep and now lust. “Haru.. what are you doing?” You mumble, blinking the sleep from your eyes. Between your thighs you can feel his cheeks heat up, a feirce blush on his features. He barely pulls from your cunt, mumbling against your center. “Couldn’t sleep, needed to taste you, ‘m want you so bad.”

He groans, hips rutting into the mattress, desperate for some friction to his aching cock. Any further arguments are silenced by a loud moan erupting from your lips, Sakura licks a fat stripe up your clit brfore reattaching his lips fully to your nub. He eats your cunt with such desperation, as if he needed to conume you to keep air in his lungs. His tongue is soon replaced by the rough pad of his thumb, head ducking lower to slide his tongue inside of your entrance, sliding against the silk walls of your pussy. He groans deep in his throat, the vibrations of the noise only enhancing the pleasure you’re feeling. ”Always taste so fucking good, need more..” He groans, pulling from your center, he slides up your body lips attacking yours with reckless hunger. He slid the material of his boxers down in one swift motion, grabbing himself by the base of his cock, collecting your wetness on the tip of his cock using it to ease himself inside your velvety walls.

He lets out a loud groan as he fully sheaths his cock inside you, head dipping to capture your lips with his own. The kiss is immediately laced with hunger, teeth clashing and tongues dancing in each others mouths. He pulls away, heavy breaths fanning against your lips as he sets a harsh steady pace from the start. “Fuck baby… can’t even sleep without you consuming my thoughts. Need you desperately… constantly.. feel like I’ll lose it if I’m not inside of you.”

Edging/Mommy Kink

You place a delicate kiss to his lips, trailing your kisses down his body until you were situated between his thighs. Looking up at him with hooded eyes from your current position. “You weren't lying baby boy. Look at how hard you are.” You grin, not letting him answer as you gave a few experimental tugs to his cock. Leaning up to lick a fat stripe from his base to his tip, collecting the pre come that had been steadily dripping since you had begun. Pulling away and leaning up once again, you grab his face in your hand, forcing his mouth open before letting your saliva mixed with his precum drip from your mouth to his. Placing a hand over his mouth, you lean down to his ear. “Swallow baby, I want you to taste us.”

You take his shock as an opportunity to lower yourself back down between his legs, swirling your tongue around his sensitive mushroom tip, taking as much as your throat would allow, hollowing your cheeks. Beginning to bob your head up and down on  his cock. Choji tugged at the cloth around his wrists, restraining himself as much as he could to not buck his hips. Failing miserably as his body writhed under yours He cried out as he felt your warm mouth around his cock, tears collecting by the corners of his eyes. Whimpers and cries falling from his lips as he found every ounce of restraint to not let his body betray him. The could in his stomach building once more for what seemed like the umpteenth time that evening. He didn’t want to fuck all of this up and receive punishment even further. “Mommy, please your mouth is so warm… be careful. I dont wanna come.. too soon.”

You grin around him, looking up at him through your lashes, nearly removing yourself from him before plunging back down, taking him until you feel him hit the back of your throat. You do this a few more times before pulling yourself off his cock with a 'pop'. You make your way up his body, getting impatient yourself, feeling your cunt clench around nothing. Straddling his abdomen, right above where he needed you most,  pressing your lips against his in a heated kiss. Desperately trying not to show that you were just as affected by your actions. You grab a fistful of his hair, tugging harshly, effectively separating your lips as you speak against his lips. “Tell mommy what you want baby boy. Go on, use your words I want to hear you.”

Dacryphillia

Each one of your pleas fog his mind with uncontrollable lust. Wram brown irises drowning in it. “So desperate for me already, darling, we havent even begun the main event.” He teases, directly into your ear, as he finally lines the tip of his thick cock with your entrance. Suo had been teasing you for what seemed like hours. Pulling orgasm after orgasm from your overstimulated cunt. Having made you come undone on his fingers and tongue several times, your pussy having felt desperatly empty without his cock filling you. He grins as you whine, his head just barely probing your entrance. “Please, Haya.” You whimper desperate for him to do something, anything, tears blurring your vision as they collected at your lashline.

“Please?” He tiles his head in mocking obliviousness. “Please what princess? Gotta tell me what to do or I cant help you, tell me what is it that you want?” He coos, free hand sliding up your stomach, thumb circling a pert nipple. Grinning he leans down tugging on your earlobe with this teeth, breaths fanning against your ear as he continues to speak. “Want me to fill this pretty pussy up with my cock? Feeling you flutter against me, whimpering out my name from those beautiful lips. Is that what youre asking for my pretty little bunny?”

He grins eyes lithe with mischief as you continue to babble, words coming out in a jumbled mess of pleas and calls of his name. Fat tears stream down your cheeks, desperation for him consuming your entire being. Suo’s hand coming up to caress your cheek. Thumb swiping at the tears that cascaded down your face. “Oh, sweet baby” He purrs, slipping the same thumb past your lips, letting you taste the salty wetness of your tears. “Crying for me already? We’ve barely even started.” He giggles, hips lurching forward, slamming into you to the hilt with one swift movement of his hips. Groaning as your back arches from the bed, eyes rolling back with a scream of his name being forced from your lips. “As much as I’d love to hear you beg for it, ive been waiting for too long for you my princess.~”

Cat and Mouse/CNC

Your breaths come out in heavy pants, your heart racing in your chest, your feet slamming against the grassy terrain as you run as fast as your legs can carry you. The shadow of the figure on your tail looming behind you. You pushed further, weaving in and out of trees to shake your assailant. The dark wooded area was easy to get lost in. You had only paused your running for a moment, attempting to take in your soundings, looking for a route to escape. Attempting to catch your breath, you were sure you had lost him. Just as you were about to turn on your heel and take off once more your eyes shoot wide, feeling fingers of a large hand wrap themselves around your throat. Your attacker using their grip as leverage  to shove you roughly against a tree, the larger figure looms over yours. Tattooed fingers squeezing just enough to make gaining air flow a bit difficult. Lips grazing your ear as he leans down to your height. “Gotcha~”

Endo’s piercing blue eyes lock with yours, leaning down to capture your lips in a heated kiss. Tongue invading your mouth, free hand coming up to cup your dripping cunt. Fingers circling your clit through the thin fabric of your panties. He smirks against your lips as you moan into his mouth. Pulling from you, he quickly removes your soiled panties, running his finger between your soaked slit. Bringing his finger to his lips taking in the way you taste, moaning around his fingers.

“Fuck doll, you taste so fucking good. Already so fucking wet for me.” He uses his thumb to force your mouth open, spitting a glob of saliva between your parted lips. “Go on babydoll, taste yourself.” He chuckles as you instinctively swallow, turning you in his embrace so your bent over. Flipping up your skirt, he leans back to take all of you in, eyes hungrily wracking over your exposed sex. Parting your folds with a thumb, watching as your entrance contracts around nothing a large grin splits across his face as he lands a harsh slap against your ass. “Gotta remind you who this belongs too huh? This cunt is mine princess.”

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Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed! I already have a part two in mind for this, so keep an eye out. Until then, see you later!

[faintrustle]

Rotten to the Core