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Usually my NSFW posts are paired character x Fem!Reader; Fem! refers to anyone with female genitalia, NOT female gender (this includes trans women who have undergone sex changing surgery, as opposed to AFAB, meaning assigned female at birth). She/her pronouns are used by default. For any changes in sex, gender, pronouns, etc. for reader, please specify in your request!

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“Haku…” you whined breathily as you broke away from his lips.

“Yeah?” He answered deeply.

Now you were breathing heavily, frustrated by the absence of stimulation where you craved it most, but you couldn't just… say that. You had no idea what Haku was planning and this was your first time even being physical with him. It’d be crazy for you to just jump the gun… right?

“N-nothing…” you stuttered, sucking your lower lip between your teeth as he continued groping your thighs. 

“You sure?” Haku asked, a knowing smirk plastered on his face.

Nodding your head at him, he chuckled and retracted his hands from your legs before proceeding to respond, “Alright. I guess I should head back then, huh? It’s getting late.” His intense gaze didn’t falter as he cocked his head and lifted an eyebrow at you, awaiting your reply… but nothing came out. He snickered under his breath as he held his squatting position in front of you, slinging his forearms over his knees. “What is it?”

You knew he was teasing you, he had to be. There’s no way he didn't know what you wanted. He just wanted to hear you say it aloud… but that was the very reason you couldn't dislodge the words from the back of your throat.

“Um…” you started nervously, your voice barely above a whisper whilst your eyes rapidly darted away from him. “Y-you… can stay…” was all you managed to say.

“Stay as in… stay the night?”

“Perhaps…”

“Oh, really? Whatcha got planned, hm?”

Of course he was gonna continue with his taunting. What did you even expect? But having to verbally tell him you wanted him while he stared at you like a hawk was just way too nerve-wracking. So you decided to throw him a curveball and answer him with your actions instead. Swiftly you snatched the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you, your lips meeting his as you loosened your grip to wrap your arms around his neck.

He reciprocated immediately, driving his hips between your legs as he pinned you down to your bed. Guiding you to wrap your legs around his waist, you were met with the feeling of a firm bulge pressing against your drenched core. He moaned as you thrust your hips up into him, using the friction between the two of you to pleasure yourself whilst your lips and tongues continued their dance.

As Haku took off his jacket, your hands made quick work of his dress shirt buttons, eager to see his bare body.

“Whoa, whoa, slow down, princess. We have all night, don't we?” he interrupted, grabbing your wrists before you could rip the material off his shoulders. “Take your time,” he smirked, redirecting your hands to touch his toned abdomen as he carefully removed the garment himself, “Savor the moment.”

“It's hard to be patient when you’re in my bed, like this, y'know…” you mumbled sheepishly, momentarily breaking eye contact.

“You want me that bad?” Haku gloated with a devilish smirk as he cupped your breasts in his hands, “Must've been fantasizing about this even longer than I have, huh?”

Yet again, warmth spread across your cheeks and radiated to the rest of your face. He really had a knack for flustering you with his cunning remarks and suggestive accusations; it felt as though he was reading your mind like a book, and it made you wonder if maybe he really was reading your mind?

“Not gonna deny it?” He questioned as he leaned in to kiss your neck, tugging your uniform collar to the side just enough to trail his lips down to your collarbone. “Why don't you show me then,” he whispered in a deep, sultry voice against your skin, “What we do in your fantasies.”

His invitation lit a fire in you, dissipating whatever self-control and composure you had left… which honestly wasn’t really that much to begin with. Hastily, your hands reached for your now drenched panties, and yanked them down your hips, letting your legs do the rest of the work to kick them off. Next, you reached for Haku’s belt, and as you started to undo the buckle, you swore you could feel Haku’s aura shift from his normal, cheeky self, to one of a predatory ghoul. It was… kinda hot. Your thighs subconsciously squeezed together with desire as you proceeded to undo his slacks and pull down his briefs, revealing his fully erect manhood. He grunted as you gave him a few pumps and guided him down to your entrance, the tip of his cock grazing over your slick folds.

“Haku,” you whined desperately, “Put it in…”

Instead of complying, he took your hand into his own, forcing you to release your grip as he placed a soft kiss to your knuckles.

“You’re funny,” he teased with an eyebrow raised, “No fantasies of foreplay? Hm?”

Without warning, he slid two fingers into you making you gasp and throw your head back in both shock and pleasure. His fingertips curled up in just the right spot as he started pumping his slender digits, his gradually increasing speed making your back arch and toes curl.

“F-fu-uck, Ha- ku–!” you barely made out, his skilled fingers making it difficult to even breathe. “I-I’m– ah!”

“Come for me,” he nearly growled as he spoke, the subtle shift in his speed and intensity immediately pushing you over the edge.

“Haku–!” you cried out at the explosive euphoric sensation radiating from your core that made your thighs twitch and toes curl. Thrusting against his fingers as you rode out your high, a few more intense waves rushed through your body before you slumped into your sheets, gasping for breath.

“Well that was sexier than I ever imagined,” Haku muttered under his breath as he withdrew his fingers, strings of your essence dripping all over the sheets and your thighs whilst he brought his fingers up to his mouth.

Sitting up, you're met with the sight of the mess you'd made, making you slap your hands over your mouth in shame. “Holy fuck…” you mumbled in disbelief.

“What is it?” Haku asked worriedly, furrowing his eyebrows, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I'm okay… I just… I didn't know I was even capable of… well… this…” you admitted sheepishly. “It’s kinda embarrassing…”

His face softened immediately hearing your response followed by a soft chuckle. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” he reassured as he gently grasped one of your hands away from your mouth and guided it down his body, “What's embarrassing is how fast I'm about to come…”

His cute little confession gave you the burst of confidence you needed to take the reins and finish the job. “It'll be exactly like in my fantasies then,” you smirked as you climbed onto his lap, guiding his angry cock into your slick, fleshy cavern with zero hesitation.

“Fuck–!” Haku grunted, his hands swiftly finding your hips to hold you in place while he adjusted to the amazing feeling of your warm walls enveloping him. You could feel him throbbing inside you, ready to bust at any moment while his cute, scrunched up face concentrated on not busting quite yet… But unfortunately for him, you had other plans.

“Wait–” he pleaded as you started to roll your hips against him, his grip on you tightening in an attempt to make you stop moving.

“Wait for what?” You teased, placing your hands on his shoulders for leverage to break out of his hold. As soon as you did, you lifted yourself up just enough to slam your hips down against him and start bouncing on his glorious manhood that was reaching deeper depths in your core than his fingers could.

“Shit– I'm gonna come–!” Haku moaned through clenched teeth, only for his mouth to fall agape moments after as his body tensed and his essence spilled out into your womb.

“Mm, Haku,” you hummed in delight as his warmth filled your insides sending a blissful chill down your spine, “You're so hot…”

“Dammit…” Haku grumbled as he guided you off of him, the remains of the wet, sticky substance oozing out of your lower lips and all over his slowly softening cock, “I wasn't supposed to do that…”

“Do what?” You questioned, confused by his sudden change in demeanor.

“Come inside of you… I told myself if things ever escalated like this that I wouldn't let that happen…”

“Why? What’s the issue?”

“Ghouls aren’t like Twilight, y’know… We’re like… Even more fertile than normal humans…”

Your jaw dropped and stomach sank at his words. He really allowed all that to happen knowing you could get pregnant from it?! You barely had a moment to process it when suddenly Haku burst out laughing, making your eyes widen at him in bewilderment.

“I’m just kidding!” He barely made out between laughs, “You should've seen the look on your face.”

“Haku!” You half yelled, half laughed as you playfully shoved him away from you. “You actually scared me! Why are you such a fucking troll?!”

“Because your reactions are too cute,” he answered whilst still laughing. “Sorry for scaring you, but ghouls are infertile, okay? I won't pull that one on you ever again.”

“I’ll get you back for that…” you protested, crossing your arms over your chest.

After six dreadful months of suppressing your continuously growing feelings, you finally mustered up every ounce of courage you had to confess to him and thank God you did; learning that he reciprocated your feelings made it all so worth it. However, to protect both Tatsumi’s idol and religious reputation, the two of you agreed that if you pursued a relationship, you’d keep it a secret from everyone, including family and the other Alkaloid members.

One year had passed since then, but your anniversary unfortunately coincided with an awards show in which Alkaloid and a handful of other ES units had been nominated. Thankfully with the company’s arrangements for you to have your own hotel room, being the only female among all the male idols attending the show, you’d been secretly devising a plan to get some alone time with your boyfriend to commemorate the milestone. It’d be a waste to not utilize such an amazing opportunity.

The highlight of your plan included finding the perfect dress that balanced both elegance for the awards show, and a hint of sensuality to captivate your dear Tatsumi, hoping to stir him up enough to have him wrapped around your finger. The dress you’d chosen really seemed to be the perfect fit for its intended purpose you thought to yourself as you admired yourself in the hotel room mirror observing how the hair and make-up really pulled the whole look together. With anticipation and nervousness surging, you quickly gathered your things and rushed out of your room to meet Alkaloid in their shared room a floor below yours. Though the trip there was short, you could feel your heart thumping violently against your chest with every step you took and the silence in the elevator only seemed to amplify it. You didn’t even realize you’d been holding your breath until you arrived at the door completely winded despite taking no more than ten steps to reach the room after exiting the elevator. Raising a fist up to the door, you faltered, the intensifying sensation of butterflies filling your stomach making it difficult to proceed, but with the impending awards show leaving no time to waste, you willed yourself to knock on the door and to your surprise, the door opened almost immediately, bringing you face-to-face with glowing, aqua orbs and a head of red, curly hair.

“Producer! You look amazing!” Hiiro beamed, promptly drawing the attention of the other members who came swarming around the door to also witness the spectacle.

“Wahhhh?! You can really pull off any look, Producer-san!” Aira added with glistening sparkles in his eyes.

“Eek!” Mayoi squealed before hiding behind Tatsumi, “My disgusting, ugly self doesn’t even deserve to look at something so beautiful!”

“Not true, Mayo-san…” you reassured with a nervous chuckle, “And thanks for the compliments guys. You all look super sharp in your suits too!”

“Thanks, Producer!” three of the four boys responded while Tatsumi, to your dismay, remained silent.

“Well, the show is starting in about fifteen minutes so maybe you boys should start heading down to the ballroom. I need to speak with Tatsumi about something real quick,” you suggested, guiding the three of them out the door. “Don’t worry, it won’t take long.”

“Alright, Producer. We’ll see you there then!” Hiiro answered without any hint of doubt. The other two seemed to comply without any questions either, simply waving a little farewell to you before following their leader out of the room.

After seeing the boys off, you quickly closed the door and turned your full undivided attention to Tatsumi, who had apparently retreated back to his bed, taking a seat at the foot end. “So…” you started nervously, positioning yourself between his legs whilst your arms snaked around the back of his neck, “I didn’t get to hear your thoughts on my appearance…”

“I’m sorry. That would be because I was getting overwhelmed with lustful thoughts, so I redirected my attention elsewhere,” he answered truthfully, forcing a satisfied grin to spread across your face. Upon closer observation, you noticed that Tatsumi’s eyes were tightly shut and he was breathing deeper than usual, maybe performing some kind of breathing technique you supposed.

“You okay, Tacchan?” you asked impishly, knowing all too well what you were doing to him.

“Yes, just trying to calm down so we can hurry and head to the show. It’d be unprofessional of us to arrive late.”

“Oops, sorry. I didn’t realize I’d excited you,” you feigned as you stepped away from your struggling boyfriend, opting instead to sit next to him on the bed. “This is my first time attending such a fancy award show so I thought it’d be nice to get dolled up a little more than I usually would.”

“Yes, of course. The boys are right, you do look absolutely stunning. It’s me who is at fault for viewing you in an unholy manner. Lord forgive me.”

Throughout your one-year relationship, this was definitely not the first time Tatsumi has gotten aroused in your presence, though each time it happened, he would repent and ask for forgiveness from God. You never really understood what exactly the problem was, and thus far you hadn’t really asked about it, but you did respect his views enough to refrain from making advances against his will despite your mutual feeling of arousal on most occasions.

“I don’t mean to challenge your religious beliefs, but isn’t it natural to lust toward your lover?” you finally brought yourself to ask in light of your undying curiosity.

“Well, yes, it is humanly natural to yearn for sexual relations, especially with a lover. However, we as God’s children must exercise patience and self-control as everything has a right time and place.”

“Hm, I see,” you respectfully acknowledged, though you felt ‘a right time and place’ seemed rather vague. If you both felt ready and consented to it, couldn’t that be the right time and place?

“I’m alright now. We should probably go,” Tatsumi announced with a soft grin as he finally stood up from his seat on the bed and offered you his hand. Gladly taking it, you followed closely behind him until reaching the door, where you briefly stopped him for a kiss before unlinking your hands to make your way to the elevator and down to the venue.

Upon your arrival, you continued to receive an abundance of compliments from the other ES idols who were attending the show, which was certainly flattering, yet amidst all the praise, none quite fulfilled the validation you seeked. The only person you cared to enthrall was Tatsumi, and although you were sitting right next to him presenting him with the perfect view of your chest and cleavage, he was annoyingly unphased after the initial incident in the hotel room. You’d always been attracted to his calm and collected demeanor, finding it very sophisticated and mature, but for once you wished you could just break him and see him let loose; you’d be lying to say it wasn’t for your own selfish, self-gratifying reasons, but when you’ve been drowning in your own sexual frustration since the start of the relationship, could he really blame you for wanting him so bad?

You’ve had this recurring fantasy of seducing Tatsumi so masterfully that despite his priestly oath of celibacy, he couldn’t help but give in to having sex with you… And then he enjoys it so much that he gets addicted to it and begs to do it with you all the time. You knew it was a ridiculously far-fetched dream, given how devout he was in his beliefs, yet you found yourself praying to some unknown god out there every single night that some day in the near future, it’d be Tatsumi instead filling the void between your legs; your own lousy fingers weren’t enough to satisfy your craving anymore.

You only realized how far down your rabbit hole of sexual fantasies and subsequent arousal you’d fallen when you’re snapped out of your transe by a dramatic voice announcing, “...Alkaloid!” and suddenly, you were hyper aware of how soaked your panties were, making you squeeze your thighs together and clench your fists in embarrassment. With the roar of applause and cheers erupting in the ES section of the room, followed by the four boys seated at your table standing up to go receive their award, you forced yourself to clap and look excited despite the haze of lust still clouding your mind.

“Everyone! Thank you so much for this award!” Hiiro gleamed at the podium as he proudly held up the trophy, “We couldn’t have gotten this without the help of all our fans and also our amazing and hard-working producer! Please continue to support Alkaloid. Thank you, everyone!”

Another round of applause sounded as the four boys left the stage and started making their way back to the table where you were seated, though the looks on their faces looked more worried than excited upon seeing you, making you furrow your brows at them.

“P-Producer-san… are you feeling okay?” Mayoi asked timidly, clasping his hands together in front of his chest.

“Huh?” you replied in a puzzled tone, “Y-yeah… I’m alright, why?”

“You looked really out of it just before we went up to the stage… it seemed like you didn’t feel good or something was bothering you or something like that…” Aira added whilst the other boys nodded in agreement.

“If you don’t feel well you should go rest,” Hiiro assured, “You don’t need to worry about us, we’ll be okay!”

Was I really that obvious? You thought to yourself with a nervous laugh, embarrassed that you’d gotten the boys all worried over your stupid daydreaming… How pathetic. You were about to speak up and tell them it was nothing when a hand on your shoulder and a deep, sultry voice in your ear made your breath hitch in your throat. “Why don’t we step outside for a bit? Maybe it’s a bit too stuffy in here,” Tatsumi offered and gestured for you to follow him.

Maybe I’m not feeling so well after all, you reasoned as you mindlessly stood up from your seat and followed your lover out of the ballroom. He happened to find a quiet area with a sofa not too far down the hall, so the two of you made yourselves comfortable while Tatsumi prepared to console you. “Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?” he inquired, hoping to get you talking enough that he could assess the situation and offer assistance as best he could.

“Yeah, a little,” you answered briefly, ashamed to disclose the real reason why you appeared so uneasy.

“Hm,” Tatsumi pondered, your brief response giving him little to work off of, “Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want to go back to your room and rest?”

“Are you gonna come with me?” you pleaded innocently, or so it seemed with your ulterior motives masked behind your puppy eyes.

“Of course,” he answered with a soft grin, “I wasn’t planning to just send you off on your own when you’re feeling unwell. Let me just message the group on Hold-Hands so they know what the situation is.”

With an unsuspecting nod, you secretly celebrated the feat in your head of creating an opportunity to be alone with Tatsumi in your room, albeit it was completely unplanned.

“Alright, let’s go,” he directed as he stood up from his seat and shoved his phone back into his pocket. You informed him of your room number as the two of you made your way to the elevator, letting him lead the way even though you were the one who knew where to go. Approaching the door to your room, you pulled out your key and scanned it over the door to let the two of you in. Despite Tatsumi coming into the room with you, you knew he had no intention of staying long, so before he could leave, you quickly grasped him by the hand and pulled him toward you, capturing his lips with your own as your arms shifted to wrap around his neck immediately after.

Though he did kiss you back, you could tell he was caught off guard by your advance, and well… you couldn’t blame him. “U-um, are you… still feeling unwell?” he interrupted with a nervous chuckle, pulling out of your embrace to take your hands into his own instead.

“Yeah…” you whined. “I’ve been feeling really hot and feverish, and my stomach has been tingly. It’s making me restless, and it gets worse the more I look at you, or talk to you, or hear your voice… especially the way you whispered into my ear earlier…”

“O-oh, I’m sorry… that wasn’t intended to be sexual…” Tatsumi sputtered, having been completely oblivious to what he’d done to you. “Is there… anything I can do to help?”

“Just stay here with me,” you whispered in a seductive, sultry voice as you slipped your hands out of Tatsumi’s grasp to gently cup his face instead, “You don’t need to do anything unless you want to.” Letting your eyes flutter shut, you pulled his face down to meet yours in a passionate kiss. This time, he was quicker to reciprocate, his hands finding their way to your hips and pulling you flush against him. In response, you pushed him onto the bed, lips still connected as you crawled on top of him whilst pulling down the zipper on the side of your dress. Kneeling over him, you let the now loose material cascade down your body and pool at your thighs, allowing you to hastily untangle yourself and toss it on the floor.

For the first time, you’re nearly nude in front of your boyfriend, breasts exposed and bottoms covered by only a skimpy pair of lace panties. When you finally sat yourself down on Tatsumi’s lap, the firmness beneath you spoke for itself on how your dear boyfriend was feeling, and you couldn’t help the sly smirk from tugging at your lips.

“What’s this, Tacchan?” you asked cheekily, gently grinding your aching clit against his throbbing erection.

He let out the subtlest, stifled moan at your movement, and sharply inhaled before answering, “It’s quite difficult to suppress my arousal when you put me in a situation like this…”

You only giggled at his reply, knowing very well what you were doing. Maybe you were pushing him past his religious limit a little bit, but why did he have to look so damn cute fighting it? And why were his moans so fucking hot…

“If it makes you feel better, Tacchan, you’re doing an amazing job fighting it,” you assured as you started grinding your hips faster and harder against him, the friction against your sensitive bulb forcing a moan out of you too.

He let out a few more breathy groans before his hands clenched your hips, halting your movement. “Stop,” he begged, his voice breathy, “It… It feels too good…”

“But Tacchan…” you whined with a pout, drawing circles on his chest with your index finger, “We already started… We may as well finish… Right? Look how wet you made me.” Standing up on your knees, you hooked your thumbs into the lace that hugged your hips, and yanked down your final article of clothing. The heaps of your essence that had been accumulating in that skimpy, lace garment, oozed down your inner thighs in glistening strings leaving a mess on Tatsumi’s dress pants as you pulled it down your legs and discarded it onto the floor.

“You’re… So beautiful…” Tatsumi nearly moaned as he spoke, his manhood now angrily throbbing in his pants, “Even more beautiful than I imagined…”

“You imagine me naked, baby?” you smirked at him as you started to toy with your clit gently, eagerly anticipating his answer.

“Of course I do… I mean… I try not to… But inevitably, it does happen quite frequently…”

“Mm,” you hummed in satisfaction as you rubbed your sensitive bulb faster, your smirk growing wider at the sound of his answer. “Frequently? And then what? Do you do anything about it? Hmm?”

Looking up at him, you found that his eyes were sealed shut, his head was turned away, and was taking deep breaths to regulate his breathing. “C’mon, Tacchan, just tell me. Lying is a sin isn’t it? And as your girlfriend, I think it's valid for me to be curious about these things.”

“You’d be surprised how many times I’ve visited the confession booth for touching myself out of lust for you…” he finally admitted albeit reluctantly.

“Aw, baby,” you cooed, halting your self-play to sit between his legs. “So, I wouldn’t be the first to pleasure you then?” you questioned as you placed your hand over his bulge and started gently stroking it.

“N-no–” he barely made out before biting his lip and rolling his head back.

“It’s okay, Tacchan,” you shrugged, hands now undoing the hook on his slacks, then pulling down the zipper, then finding the waistband of his briefs and freeing his manhood from its confines. “I’m flattered to hear you think of me when you touch yourself. I always think of you when I touch myself too.”

You could feel yourself gush, the tingling in your stomach making your toes curl as you took in the sight of his bare cock– finally! You didn't even hesitate to wrap your fingers around his shaft and slowly start pumping him. The jolt of his hips and breathy groan in response to the stimulation was beyond satisfying to witnesses from your celibate boyfriend; you didn't think your plan to seduce him was actually gonna work!

Nose diving into his crotch, you took his length into your mouth, lips squeezing tightly around his girth and tongue pressed up against the underside. The breathy groan and grunts you were eliciting from him with each bob of your head was like music to your ears, praising you for how euphoric you were making him feel. It felt like a sin just to hear your chaste boyfriend making sounds like that out loud, but for you it was definitely a blessing in disguise.

Never in your life had you ever felt as needy and desperate as you did at that moment, so hastily you repositioned yourself over his hips and grabbed his cock to position it to your drenched entrance.

“What are you doing?” he asked breathily as he watched you position yourself over his cock, your juices oozing out and onto his throbbing head.

“Making love with you,” you answered confidently. You didn't even give him a second to process or respond to you before you abruptly lowered yourself onto him, letting his length fill your core. “Ah- Tacchan!” you moaned with your head thrown back at how amazing he felt.

You could barely just make out a pleasured grunt from Tatsumi at the same time, his hinds finding your hips immediately after. “Don’t move…” he demanded in a deep, raspy voice that you'd never heard from him before… It was so hot that you couldn't dare to disobey it. “I can’t get you pregnant… It’ll ruin your reputation as a producer…” he explained breathily, trying noticeably very hard to calm himself down.

“Tacchan… Why are you worried about my reputation? Isn't it worse if I ruin yours? You’re the one who's famous…”

“No. You're the one who will be carrying the baby, not me. It’s not something you can hide, nor is it something I want you to have to hide. Let’s wait until we're married so it doesn't turn into a scandal, okay? I like having you as Alkaloid’s producer.”

You couldn't say no to such a sweet and genuine request, but you also couldn't let the night end on such an unsatisfying note. Lifting yourself off of him, you took advantage of the extra lubrication you’d left behind with your dominant hand quickly taking your place around his shaft and finishing him off. A few fist shakes and a sexy, teeth gritting moan later, his warm, sticky seed is shooting out onto his toned abdomen, the excess dripping down his length and coating your hand white.

“Tacchan… you’re so hot…” you half whined half moaned before climbing off the bed to grab some tissues to clean up. Once you wiped the residue off of him and washed your hands, you rejoined him in bed where he was now sitting up against the backboard, catching his breath.

“Did I do okay?” You asked nervously as you crawled into his lap.

“You did wonderful, darling. Thank you,” he reassured and pulled you into a soft kiss. “I love you."