Another mild explicit cut part from Chapter-23 of my JJK Modulo Yuji ร Fem!Reader fanfiction, REFLECTION, on Wattpad.
โ ๏ธAgain the story ISN'T focused on MATURE or NSFW content on Wattpad, โ ๏ธ But these sensual drafts, which I censored on Wattpad, have been sitting in my notes for ages, which I didn't published in the original story for age purposes, so I thought I'd finally post them here.
(All characters are adult, aged up).
Warnings: 18+Only, sensual touching, heavy makeout, chest fondling, tongue kissing
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The moment Yuji nudged the front door shut behind him, he let out a long, exaggerated sigh of relief. He still didn't put you down.
Instead, he leaned back against the closed door with you safely in his arms, finally lifting his hand away from your mouth.
"Bunny?" he repeated, caught somewhere between whining and laughing. His pink hair was a mess from your fingers. "Seriously? In front of *her*? The biggest gossip in the neighborhood?"
"You started it.....Yuu-bunny," you reminded him, struggling to hold back a smile as you leaned a little closer, savoring the rare satisfaction of getting the better of him.
"Yuu-bunny?" Yuji echoed, the tips of his ears turning an impressive shade of pink. "Oh, you think you're funny, huh?"
Before you could think of another comeback, he stepped closer.
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A familiar spark lit up his hazel eyes. Before you could even open your mouth to tease him again, Yuji leaned his full weight into you. He trapped you securely between his broad chest and the sturdy wooden frame of the closed front door.
The sudden, overwhelming warmth of his body surrounded you completely. He released your legs, letting your feet finally settle on the floor, but his hands immediately slid upward to box you in, his palms pressing firmly against the door on either side of your head.
"You're gonna pay for that one," he murmured, his voice dropping low and heavy with sudden intensity.
Your heart skipped a beat.
Then he stopped talking.
Yuji slanted his mouth over yours with fierce, possessive hunger, completely stealing your startled breath before it could become a gasp.
This wasn't the sweet, lingering kiss he'd given you in the yard to put on a show for the neighbors. This was a breathless, intoxicating punishment.
His lips were warm and demanding as they moved against your own, his tongue coaxing them apart with an easy confidence that left your head spinning.
A soft whimper slipped into the kiss as your fingers immediately buried themselves in the short, soft pink strands of his undercut, drawing him even closer and making him groan.
Yuji welcomed the friction. One of his large hands left the door, gliding along the curve of your jaw before settling beneath your chin. His fingers tipped your head back, deepening the kiss, while his free hand made its way to your collarbone, tracing a slow path from your neck to your hips, making you shiver at the sensation.
The kiss quickly turned into a desperate make-out session right there in the doorway. The quiet house echoed with nothing but the frantic pounding of your hearts and the uneven, nasty, sloppy sounds shared between your lips.
"Yuji... please don't," your words came out muffled with his tongue inside your mouth. Your hand softly tugged at the short hair of his undercut, begging him to stop.
Yuji pulled away from the kiss with a loud lewd pop to look at you, his gaze half-lidded, mouth still open, his tongue poking out slightly with a thin thread of saliva connecting it to your own. Your hands were still draped around his neck. He leaned down before giving your tongue a kitten lick.
"Yuji, please don't stop. Is that what you wanna say, huh?" he muttered huskily.
Your cheeks flushed crimson as you quickly shook your head in a reluctant no.
"Is that a no?" Yuji quirked an eyebrow, a sleazy smirk forming on his lips, making your stomach twist with both fear and pleasure.
Suddenly, his hand that had been resting on your hip slid up to your breast, giving the soft ball of flesh beneath his palm a firm squeeze.
You gasped, your eyes widening at his lewd boldness, making Yuji's smirk deepen. Taking advantage of your shocked state, he slammed his mouth over yours once more, immediately shoving his tongue inside your mouth.
You hit his chest with your fists in protest but Yuji responded by gripping both of your wrists and pinning them above your head.
You bit down on his tongue angrily, but Yuji didn't budge instead he moved even closer, his strong frame wrapping around yours until there wasn't the slightest space left between you. His free hand settled on your hip, gripping the soft flesh firmly before pulling it upward, making your dress slide up from your knees and pressing you even more firmly against his girth.
His knee now nudged the spot between your legs, anchoring you firmly against him as his tongue met yours in a slow, dizzying rhythm that left your knees feeling too weak to support you.
He kissed you until every thought faded away, until the embarrassment from Mrs. Sasaki disappeared completely, leaving only the overwhelming warmth of your husband.
When Yuji finally pulled away, he didn't go far. His lips drifted to the sensitive skin beneath your jaw and to the crook of your neck, placing wet kisses along the way. He caught the flesh on your neck with his teeth in a playful, gentle nip that sent a pleasing shiver through you before soothing the spot with a warm, wet swipe of his tongue and a lingering kiss.
He let go of your wrists, freeing you. Your chest heaved with every heavy breath you took. You looked at him properly, his mouth glistening with your saliva, making heat pool in your core. Leaning forward, you gave the scar beside his mouth a soft kitten lick and his lips a gentle kiss before settling back again.
Yuji rested his forehead against yours, breath catching as he looked down at you. Your lips were flushed and swollen, eyes were half-lidded, heavy with dark affection.
A breathless, satisfied grin tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"So.....still want to tell Mrs.Sasaki about the bunny?" he whispered against your lips, eyes dancing with amusement as his thumbs slowly tracing gentle circles over your hips. Seeming hopelessly pleased with itself.
You narrowed your eyes at him before replying, "Maybe."
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A sharp knock at the door shattered the quiet filling the house as both of you froze.
Your lips were still barely apart when the sound rang through the entryway, startling you both. Yuji's head whipped toward the frosted glass in the door, his eyes widening with surprise.
A familiar silhouette stood on the other side, the unmistakable outline of gray hair.
"Choso-kun? Dear? Are you two alright in there?" Mrs. Sasaki's cheerful voice drifted through the door. "I heard quite a thump! I just wanted to make sure nobody fell."
The realization hit you all at once,the two of you had been standing right beside the glass. Heat rushed straight to your face. You hurriedly pushed against Yuji's chest, trying to create even the smallest bit of distance while smoothing your dress with your free hand.
"Yuji," you whispered urgently. "Move. She's right there."
Yuji looked utterly defeated.
A long, miserable groan escaped him before he dropped his forehead onto your shoulder, all the fight draining from his body.
"Why now?" he mumbled into your neck.
Another knock followed.
"Choso-kun?" Mrs. Sasaki called, louder this time. "I brought some fresh strawberries! The sweet ones from my garden!"
"Coming, Mrs. Sasaki!" Yuji answered at last, his voice climbing a little higher than usual as he reluctantly stepped away.
He hurriedly straightened his rumpled shirt, then ran a hand through his pink hair but It didn't help much. Your fingers had thoroughly ruined any hope of making it look presentable.
Before reaching for the doorknob, he shot you one long, exasperated look that clearly promised, *We're finishing this later.*
Taking a steadying breath, he opened the door just a crack and put on his brightest, most innocent smile. "Hey, Mrs. Sasaki! Sorry about that. We're completely fine! Just... cleaning the house."
Mrs. Sasaki didn't believe him for even a second. Her experienced eyes slipped past Yuji's broad shoulders and landed directly on you. To your flushed cheeks, slightly mussed long hair and swollen lips. And the way you were hurriedly smoothing the wrinkles from your sundress.
A knowing smile slowly spread across her face as she held up a small wicker basket overflowing with bright, freshly picked strawberries.
"Oh, I see," she said with a warm chuckle as she handed the basket to a thoroughly embarrassed Yuji. "Well then... make sure you share these with your bunny, dear. They're wonderful for stamina."
For a full second Yuji simply stared at her, brain appeared to stop working.
Mrs. Sasaki gave him a playful wink before turning around and making her way back toward her own garden, humming happily to herself.
Yuji remained rooted in the doorway, clutching the basket of strawberries while his face slowly turned the exact same shade as the fruit inside.
Finally, he turned to look at you completely speechless but unfortunately for him, you'd already made your escape.
The moment Mrs. Sasaki walked away, you had fled straight to the safety of your bedroom, silently thanking the elderly woman for her impeccable timing.
Even though the two of you had married only a week ago.....you still hadn't shared the same bed. And Yuji, despite wanting to hold you through the night, had respected that wish every single day.....until now.
Yuji stared at the basket of strawberries in his hands for three whole seconds, then at the empty space where you had been standing before. The bright red fruit seemed to mock him in the quiet entrance.
Click.
He slammed the front door shut and turned the deadbolt with a sharp, decisive flick of his wrist. He didn't even look back as he set the wicker basket atop the shoe cabinet with a hollow thud. His jaw was set, a dangerous, intensely focused look taking over his features as he watched you tiptoeing away at the end of the hallway toward the bedroom.
"You're not escaping me this easily," he muttered.
Yuji didn't say another word as he stalked down the hallway toward you, his large frame completely cutting off your escape route.
"Yuji?" you squeaked in surprise, taking a step backward, but before you could even think about running, Yuji scooped you right back up into his arms, ignoring your gasp of surprise as he carried you straight out of the hallway. He marched down the hall, his heavy footsteps echoing with a clear, single-minded purpose: to teach his wife a lesson.
When he reached the back entryway, he paused just long enough to reach out and throw the heavy deadbolt on the back door, too.
"There," Yuji muttered, his voice deep and slightly rough as he carried you back toward the bedroom. "No neighbors. No interruptions. No more bunny jokes."
He stepped into the bedroom, using his foot to slide the door shut behind him. The door clicked into place with a satisfying snap.
He carried you over to the mattress, but he didn't just toss you down. He lowered himself with you, hovering directly over you as your back hit the soft sheets. His large hands immediately came up to cup your face, his thumbs stroking your flushed cheeks with a fierce, possessive warmth.
"Now," Yuji whispered, his hazel eyes dark and heavy with affection as he looked down at your swollen lips. "Where were we?"
"Yuji I'm so-" you barely managed to coax out before he leaned down, slanting his mouth over yours to pick up exactly where Mrs. Sasaki had ruined the moment.
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