#yami sukehrio

[floralamongtheclouds]

Hi ! I'd like to request a smut scenario for a jealous Yami and his beautiful fem!reader ? At the end of their date, his fem!s/o paid no attention to him while she was talking to an old friend so he gotta punish her that night for that ;). (Yami is my fav one in BC btw.)

Of course! And to let other readers know, they sent me a separate message clarifying that these prompts were 148 and 158 from the smut prompt list! Also, I don’t know why, but before I started writing for this request, I thought you had specified that Julius was the old friend, but I am now realizing you didn’t, but I’m gonna take some creative liberty and have Julius be the friend 

Warnings: NSFW/Spicy, swearing

Jealous!YamixFem!Reader 

148: “I’m not jealous! It’s just... you’re mine.”

158: “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget that guy’s name”

The date had been going well... at first. At least, that’s how Yami felt, but you looked like you were having the time of your life.

Of course. Of fucking course that pompous, butts-his-head-into-everything Wizard King just had to be at the same place you two were, and just had to come over and start talking to you, and just had to pull up a chair, thus forth stealing all of your attention.

Yami wasn’t quite sure how long the conversation that the two of you were holding had gone on; could’ve been twenty minutes or two minutes, all he knew was that it was going on for too damn long. Sighing for the umpteenth time, he rolled his eyes over to you, hoping to catch your eye and signal to you that Julius needed to fucking leave, but you were too enraptured with whatever you were talking about. You were smiling and giggling at what Julius said to you, making Yami’s blood boil. He was the one that should’ve been making you act like that during your date, not the Wizard King.

“You know,” Yami stood up, quickly getting fed up with how the night was ending, “I actually forgot we were late for something else we had planned for the night. Come on, y/n.” Moving around the table, he grabbed your arm to pull you up from your chair while simultaneously throwing down a bag of coins for the meal, not really caring if it was too much or too little.

“O-oh,” you sputtered out in surprise, “Ok. Well, it was good seeing you Julius!” Your sentence getting increasingly louder as he pulled you farther away from the table.

“See you next time, y/n, Yami!” While Julius sounded chipper in his goodbye, his face showed confusion. While Yami had a blunt way of ended a conversation, he never left during the middle of a meal. Something about not letting good food going to waste or something.

“We have something else planned?” You questioned turned around after waving goodbye to your good friend. “You didn’t mention anything past dinner when we talked about going out?”

“Not necessarily,” Yami grumbled, scrambling to come up with an excuse, “I was just finished eating and didn’t want to spend all night in that stuffy restaurant.”

“No you weren’t? We weren’t even halfway through eating!”

Now, it wasn’t like Yami hated Julius or anything, hell he was technically the reason why you and him met, but the fact that he just crashed your date with no second thought made Yami agitated to the highest degree.

“Yami, what’s going on?” You demanded, digging your heels into the ground to get him to stop pulling you around.

“I was just ready to leave, ok?” He huffed, turning around to face you. You squinted your eyes at him, tilting your head slightly. It was obvious that you were thinking about the nights events to see what caused him to act the way he was.

“Yami, are you... are you jealous?” 

“I’m not jealous!”

You quirked your eyebrow, challenging him to explain that if he wasn’t jealous, than what was going on?

“It’s just... you’re mine. I had this really nice date set up for us and suddenly you were giving all your attention to Julius...”

Your eyes softened at his confession. “Oh, babe, I didn’t even think of it that way. Still, you could’ve just told Julius what was going on, I’m sure he wouldn’t have batted an eye. Regardless, I’m sorry.” You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and instinctively he wrapped his arms around your waist. He his is face in the crook of your neck, unable to look you in the eyes as he realized he may have overreacted just a little bit, but he was never going to admit to that. Doing so, though, he missed the mischievous smiling forming on your lips as one of your hands started to slide down his chest. You tilted your head slightly to whisper in his ear, your mouth lightly brushing up against it.

“Can I make it up to you?”

Thankfully, the rest of the Black Bulls were already passed out by the time the two of you had made it back to base, so no one saw how Yami couldn’t keep his hands off of you or heard your soft giggles that followed. He quickly pushed you into his room, closing the door by slamming you against it.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget that guy’s name,” He murmured into your ear, “You’ve been very naughty tonight, I think you deserve punishment. Don’t you?”

Your breath hitched at his words, heat already pooling low in you. You nodded vigorously, not trusting your voice as he started to slide his hands down your sides to play with the top of your skirt.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Y-yes sir.”  

“Good girl.” He purred before quickly shoving down your skirt and panties in one quick motion. You didn’t have time to comprehend what he had done as he was already picking you up to lay you across his lap while he sat on the bed.

“Do you remember the safe word?” He asked you, breaking character for just a moment, while lightly rubbing your bare ass.

“Yes.” You squirmed, grateful that he was double checking that you stayed safe, but your body felt like it was buzzing with anticipation and you just wanted him to get on with it.

Without warning, his hand loudly spanked your behind, causing you to cry out. You could feel heat bloom where his hand had landed, but instead of hurting, it made you feel so deliciously good. He spared you no time, quickly spanking you again, but this time you bit your lip to quite the loud cries that were coming from your mouth.

“Now, we can’t have that, baby girl,” he pulled on your hair to left your head up and meet his eyes, “I wanna hear every noise that comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours. I want everyone to hear you, so they know exactly that I’m the only one who can make you feel this good.” He smacked your ass to prove his point, this time you let the loud groans tumble out. “Understood?”

“Yes, sir.” You panted, giving him the go ahead to continue is ministrations.

You lost count on how many times he had spanked you, seeing as the pleasure coursing through your body clouded your mind and your vision, leaving you a panting, whiny mess. You were sure that you had left a mess on him as you could feel the wetness from your dripping cunt leak down your legs, practically begging for attention.

“Feeling good, baby?” He asked you, rubbing loving circles on your cherry red ass. All you could manage was a feeble “Mhm.” as most of your concentration was set on not just giving into the pleasure and basically rutting yourself against his legs, seeing as that would just result in more punishments and you didn’t know if you could last that long without some form of release.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me,” he gingerly moved you so you straddled his waist, “I suppose I should reward you. Would you like that?”

“Yes.” You moaned out. The bulge in his pants pressed just right against your core and it took all you had to not start grinding down it.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir. Please, I’ve been so good, I want... no, need you inside of me...” You couldn’t stop the breathy words from spilling out of your mouth; your body felt like it was on fire with need.

At your statement, Yami couldn’t do anything but grip your waist and lightly buck his hips into yours, causing you to moan out, finally feeling that friction you so desperately craved.

“Well, when you beg so nicely, how can I say no to you?”

That was the only warning he gave you before flipping you over and pinning you to the bed with his thighs. He ripped his shirt off, throwing it somewhere in the darkened room, and met your lips with a fiery kiss. His hand trailed down your body and stopped at your pulsating core, gently sliding a finger in to pump in and out of you.

“God, you’re perfect,” he broke your kiss to moan into your ear, “so eager, so wet, just for me.”

“Just for you.” You repeated back, reveling in the feeling he was giving you, but you still wanted more. You felt him shudder at you words before he briefly pulled away from you and you heard the sounds of his pants unzipping and falling to the ground.

You wanted to whine at the loss of contact, but you knew better than to do something that would warrant more punishments. While you felt like you were going to implode from the teasing, you knew he could go all night and you didn’t want to test those waters at the moment.

He reappeared in your vision, on top of you once more. A flash of teeth was all you got from him before suddenly he fully bottomed you out with his cock and set a brutal pace.

“Fuck!” Was all you could cry out as your hands found purchas on his biceps. He moved your legs up so he could drive deeper and deeper into you.

You didn’t know how much longer you could last and he could sense that, so he reached down to start rubbing at your clit, causing you to scream out in pleasure as pressure started to coil tighter and tighter inside of you.

“Do you wanna cum for me,” he rasped at you, panting hard in between in each word, “Cum like the good little slut you are?”

“Yes!” You practically yelled out. “Yes! Please! P-please let me cum!”

“Then cum.” As if his words had power, you came right then. Yami rode you out through your orgasm, his coming not too long after yours. He didn’t stop slowly pumping in and out of you until you whimpered out from overstimulation and he rolled over to your side, wrapping his arms around you to pull you close to his chest.

“You ok?” He started running his fingers through your hair.

“Mhm,” you nuzzled even closer to his chest, “I feel amazing.”

“Good,” he lightly pulled you away for you to look into his darkening eyes, “Because our night has only begun.”

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[floralamongtheclouds]

hey! glad you're back in doing requests again, hope everything is ok with you now please make sure to keep yourself safe and healthy! btw, thank u for doing the random gen hcs for your top three, they were so fun and interesting!! how about doing some more gen hcs but this time for my top three; Yami, Gauche and Vanessa? take ur time <3 /🍀

Aw! Thank you for the requests! I’m glad you’ve been liking everything so far!

Warnings: None

General HCs:

Yami: 

He gets very little sleep- stays up late and wakes up early. It’s a sleep pattern that’s been going on for a really long time

He’s crazy good at chess, but refuses to play against Julius because he just knows that Julius cheats every time

Will say that he doesn’t hang out with Dorothy, but won’t ever turn her down if she ever invites him to tea 

Gauche:

Definitely wants a daughter someday; he’d dote on her just as much as he does with Marie

He’s got a stash of two way mirrors (like the one he gave Marie) for everyone in the squad, but hasn’t given them out because his pride gets in the way every time he tries (if he ever gets around to it, the first person to receive one will be Asta because that kids gets into toom uch trouble for his own good)

When Marie gets older and she’s no longer into “little kid” things (dolls, stuffed, animals, etc.), Gauche will go to Noelle and ask her for help with buying Marie gifts

Vanessa:

Queen of “Treat Yourself”

Also has a bad habit of if she finds something (clothing, knick-knacks, wtc.) that one of her squad mates would like, she’ll buy it with no hesitation and give it to them

I know this generally accepted, but she’s a sewing master. She can fix a piece of clothing, no matter or bad it’s torn

She’s also really good at cutting hair, so she’s the one who usually cuts/dyes the squads hair