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“ryusei ! get off me!”

“no.. i love you, love y’so much mommy. missed you soo much.” he purrs against your warm skin. his heavy body lays atop of you, keeping you still below him as he grabs at your face and pressing sloppy kisses anywhere he deems possible; like a bunny in heat.

“n-not now, ryusei, mommy’s got things to do, okay?”

“y’really can’t spend some quality time with your son?” he pouts, a sight you’re never used to seeing. it makes your heart ache, and you sigh.

“b-but, i have to cook—“

“i can help you with that later, ‘kay? jus’ miss you mama, don’t leave me.”

you shrivel under his touch, finding it hard to respond with anything other than your usual ‘yes, of course i won’t .’ he attempts to read into your expression, looking for any sign of reassurance. he sighs with relief when you smile, burying himself in the crook of your collarbone when you run a hand through the soft of his fluffy hair. because he knows, knows that you’ve fallen into his trap once again.

. . ♡

ryusei only loves you. maybe it’s the fact that you’re the only one out of thousands of individuals that he’s ever met, that has shown him unconditional love. spending the last 20 years of your life grooming him, nurturing him, regardless of anything that has happened within the span of his fucked up life, he’s never found another like his own mother.

he can’t help but love you more than a son should love his mother, clinging onto you at any moment given possible when he isn’t out solely to play soccer for his profession.

the brat almost always gets into dangerous situations after a bad game, rushing home to find comfort in his mothers presence, as well as in her sloppy cunt. you attempt to scold him, but everything simply goes in one ear and out the next when he’s desperate for some lovin’ from his mother.

“i know.. i know already, okay? jus’ missed you so much. couldn’t wait to come home..” he mumbles, pressing his hot lips against yours. it’s overwhelming, his soft hands roaming your body and groping the flesh of your tits from under your shirt, the soft fat of them falling in between his fingers. “really just missed you s’much mama. forgive me, ‘kay?”

how heartless would you be if you didn’t ?

♡ . .

“w’na make you feel good. can i , mommy ? please ? w’na have you so bad.” he whines, fingers tugging at your shirt, quickly pulling them above your tits causing you to squeal. he wastes no time listening to your complaints, whining about how he’s too crude, and how he needs to be patient, instead he quickly latches onto your swollen bud. his strained cock unwittingly humps into the sheets, the wet sticky patch that leaks from his cock head dirtying his boxers.

ones you’d have to wash later, and look back on the ‘guilt‘ of your two’s doings.

he’s messy, and his spit coats not only your puffy areola but the fat of your tit. he gropes at your tit simultaneously, causing you to arch your back away from the rough sensation.

“r-ryusei hnn— too rough.”

“sorryyy. . didn’t mean t’mommy.” he mumbles, catching your lips in a heated kiss.

meanwhile, his hand travels below, pulling himself out of the confinement of his boxers. he sighs into your mouth out of relief, the warmth of his shaft unintentionally rubbing against your naked thigh. it makes you whine, squeezing your eyes tight.

“ryusei..” you mumble into the kiss , catching his attention. “you’re such a good boy f’mommy baby.” you coo with a light smile. his gaze softens, an ill-intentioned grin that spreads across his face. he yearns for your free hand, intertwining his bigger fingers with yours.

“can i fuck you now ? please, can’t wait anymore. it hurts , mommy.” he whines, leading your gaze down below where he fervidly attempts to rub out the ache in his cock. it’s a sight you’ve seen many times before, but one that you’re never able to get used to.

he’s heavy, and thick, the rotund tip leaking of creamy pre. his balls swell with need, desperate for any sort of release. he’s thickest around the middle, veins bulging across the entirety of his fat shaft. you find yourself salivating at the sight, quickly tidying your appearance before he has time to make fun of your expression.

“such a pretty sight, baby.” you coo, hoisting yourself onto your forearms to press a soft kiss against his cheek.

“t-thank you, mommy.” he mumbles, a light blush of pink painting over his cheeks. he’s unable to look into you, embarrassed, but doesn’t waste time to press a kiss on the tip of your nose to show his appreciation.

he rubs the swollen head against the pudgy slit of your cunt waiting for approval, shivering when he feels his pre mix into the slick of your arousal. his grip on your hand grows tighter, attempting to press further into your silky cunt.

“mommy, please—“

“mhm, be good for mommy, okay? go ahead, p-put it in, ryusei.”

you find yourself barely able to breathe throughout the the desperation, watching as his pupils grow into large black voids, shaped into hearts.

he wastes no time, quickly guiding his cock into the depths of your cunt. the arousal caused upon his teasing causes a slip, his creamy head accidently nudging over your puffy clit, making you jolt against him. he mumbles out insincere apologies, head empty other than the thought of getting in his mother’s cunt.

he nearly cums when he successfully fucks into you, your tight walls pulsating and gripping around him like no other. you squeal at the stretch, free hand coming up to push at his chest in an attempt to slow his movements.

“wait— ryu !”

“mommy,” he whines, on the brink of tears. if his eyes hadn’t been rolled back into his fucking skull, you’d very obviously see tears beading in the socket of his rosy irises.

“r-ryu,” you cry. “feels s’ good. y-you’re making mommy feel so good..”

his chest swells with pride, yearning to hear more of your honey-like praises.

he humps into you lazily, his breaths heavy and to be heard from rooms away. minimal sweat beads across the crown of his forehead, his gaze pacing back and forth from your frenzied state to down below where you two connect.

your cunt accommodates his girth perfectly, fat folds stretching to painful limits just enough to fit his cock. every thrust leaves a coat of pearlescent cream around him forming a ring, slow dribbles of cum spilling down and coating the tight rim below.

“l-love you, only you, love your pussy s’much, i— thankyouthankyouthank—“ his rambles are stopped by a kiss, but to no avail as he continues chanting against your lips. his hands rub up on every inch of your skin desperately, roughly fondling your messy tits, eager to feel more.

“wan’ you to cum, please, cum ‘round me mama. please—“ he mumbles meekly into your neck, bodies held together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

his thrusts become heavy and sloppy, leaving no room for you to squirm away as he holds tight. “hnn— r-ryu, it hurts— think ‘m g-gonna cum,” you cry, shimmery tears dragging along your dewy cheek. red painful streaks paint the back of the football player, but he pays no mind.

“cum, mommy, cum on it.” he moans breathlessly.

you’d never miss a chance to. your cunt convulses around him violently, pushing him over the edge at the given moment. creamy cum coats the insides, painting your walls white as his fat load seems to be never ending, filling your little cunt to the brim.

“ryusei, t-too much! wait !”

“take i-it, pleasee hnn—, just be still and take it f’me—“

he holds you tight, hindering your attempt to scramble away from the feeling, being sure you feel every inch, every drop of his heavy load.

he withdraws his limp cock from you unwillingly, whining at the sensitivity when your cunt clenches around his swelled tip.

he light smile spreads across his lips as he watches his load leak out of you involuntarily, painting the sheets white. he does nothing to prevent the mess, simply watching from afar dreaming of doing it again.

“love you, mommy.” he speaks quietly, gently grabbing your face on both sides to pucker your swollen lips before pressing a heavy kiss. he adores your fucked out expression, barely awoke but still conscious enough to shoot him a smile, and a honeyed, “i love you too, ryusei. ♡”

Shidou Ryusei can be so mean during sex that he comes dangerously close to crossing the line more often than not. You're too fucked out at those points to even process the words that leave his mouth, but you still react to his actions.

You tighten around his cock with each smack against your ass, skin red and raw. Your tongue lolls out in abandon when he wraps a strong hand around your throat, and you love it. You welcome his delicious cum wherever he gives it to you, be it inside you or on your face.

Still, Shidou feels bad when the tears start rolling down your face amidst all the pleasure.

As mean as he can be, he can be just as soft and gentle afterwards.

He sits down in the tub and holds you close as the warm water washes over your spent bodies, hands roaming your aching body and massaging your sore muscles. The sight of angry red marks all over your neck and shoulders makes him press gentle kisses against them. It's a stark contrast compared to how rough his mouth was on your smooth skin earlier.

Shidou's hands eventually find their way down to your thighs that have only recently stopped shaking. One stays on your thigh and gropes the soft flesh gently while the other travels between them to put two fingers inside your hole that's still overflowing with his cum and leaking, but he's not as rough now.

You could smell him, a virile musk that shrouded his form and clung to his football shirt that made your thighs shudder. Clearly, he hadn’t even bothered to shower after the game before finding his way here to you— deciding this matter was of far higher importance as he shrugged his damp shirt up and over his head.

“Aww, don’t worry,” He cooed as he noticed the way your eyes widened at his bold movement, voice oozing with faux sympathy, “I’ll be gentle.”

Shidou broke off into a laugh after, as though he couldn’t even believe his lie long enough to endorse it. Catching you by surprise as he wrapped a palm around your thigh to flip you over, pulling a surprised squeal from your lips as he took in the view of your round ass.

“Shit, that ass is fuckin’ eating your panties, huh?” He was so crass, the words had an intense heat rushing to your face as he smacked a large palm down on your right cheek hard. Splaying all of his fingers for maximum impact as he palmed your cheek after, letting the meat of it mould around his fingers as he shook roughly, “Can’t wait to make it bounce.”

You cried out when he spanked you the second time, the dull ache from the first now ebbing to a sting as he gave the other cheek the same attention. The sensitive skin darkening from his ministrations as he pushed his hips forward, feeling his naked length now perched between the curve of your ass. When had he even—

You turned your head back to see his football shorts left bunched around his thighs, barely enough to free his hard cock. And although he hadn’t been as big as you’d anticipated him to be, nothing could seemingly be as big as his ego. The length definitely made up for his size, forking veins scattered along him as they melded into a bulging, swollen tip.

“Like what you see, babe? And unlike these other losers, I know how to use it too—” He sneered, wrapping a palm around himself to give a teasing pump before slapping the tip of it against your ass, leaving a silvery line of pre against your skin, “On your knees.”

Shidou slapped the side of your thigh as he leaned back on his calves, watching in amusement as you assembled the position. Bracing yourself on your palms as you kneeled, legs on either side of him as he reached out to run his fingers along the crotch of your panties. A guttural groan rumbling deep in his chest at the sensation, feeling how wet the material was before he’d even really toyed with you.

“Does he make you get yourself wet before, or is this all for me?” Shidou smirked, pinching your labia between his thumb and forefinger as he toyed with your folds, “It’s all because of me, ain’t it?”

Knew it, he murmured beneath his breath as he continued to play with you like a toddler with a new toy at Christmas. Rough hands prodding at you as he did as he pleased, thumbing your clit to pull more pretty moans from between your lips before tugging your panties to the side. Grinning as he watched the glistening strings of your slick stick to the fabric and break off against your skin as your tight hole fluttered around nothing. He pushed his middle finger forward, prodding it against your hole to feel how tight you were. Biting down on his bottom lip as he dragged the calloused pad along your inner walls, watching in amusement as you tried to push back into his touch.

“I thought I’d have to prep you or some shit, but looks like this pretty pussy’s practically begging for me, ain’t she?” He snorted, moving into position as he took himself in a rough fist. Lining himself up with your drooling slit as he dragged his leaky tip through your folds, coating himself in you as he slowly began to push forward, “So fuckin’ easy.”

“Oh,” You exhaled, fingers curling into the sheets beneath you as you felt Shidou push into your tight sex, unbothered about the slight resistance as he rolled his hips.

“Shit,” Shidou grunted, “No wonder those fuckers are actually trying now, you got this perfect angel cunt.”

Shindou was ruthless as he started a brutal pace, hands splayed against your ass as he spread your cheeks apart to watch his cock disappear inside your wet heat. Creamy rings of your slick circling his length as his balls slapped against your clit with each rough thrust. Your arms became weak trying to keep up with the force of his movements, shaking before you collapsed onto your forearms. Changing the angle of his thrusts as he moved to curl over your body, one of his hands now pressed to the sheets beside you while the other curled into the back of your bra. Roughly holding the clasp as the wires dug into your chest, pink eyes watching the swell of your ass ripple with the force of his thrusts.

“Shit, baby. You’re tryin’ to get me to cum fast, ain’tcha?” He trailed off into a groan as he felt your walls clench around him from his tone.

You couldn’t keep your head up, your forehead now against the sheets as he fucked you hard and fast. The tip of his long cock so deep inside you that it gave your cervix a bruising kiss with each forward motion, certain that you’d feel his cum in your guts if he came inside.

It was too much, and not enough at the same time. The pleasure numbing the pain as your cunt cried out for relief, the euphoria swirling inside you as you teetered on the edge of your climax. Embarrassed at the pathetic whines that you couldn’t stop from spilling from your throat as Shidou fucked into your pliant body, overcome by pleasure.

“Oh fuck, baby. That’s it— cum on my cock.” You felt lightheaded as the pleasure finally consumed you whole, crying out in pleasure as your climax crashed down around you. Toes curling as your arms and legs gave way, collapsing onto your stomach as your walls pulsed around him.

Shidou didn’t miss a beat as he followed you down onto the mattress, his cock still buried firmly inside you as he pressed the muscular weight of his body on top of you. Chasing his own pleasure as your cunt continued to pulse around him, trying to milk him of his own release.

“That was so hot,” He grunted, chapped lips pressing wet kisses against the curve of your neck as his teeth grazed the sensitive skin, “Sound so pretty when you cum— I bet the whole locker room heard ya.”

He was relentless as he chased his own pleasure, the change in position had you even tighter as Shidou felt his balls tighten in anticipation, giving a few more rough ruts of his hips against the curve of your ass as he came undone. Coating your walls with ropes of white, hot cum as he emptied himself inside you.

“Fu-uck,” He grunted, his sweaty chest tacking to your back as he nuzzled your neck. Surrounding you completely with the scent of him as he stayed buried inside you for a few moments, cherishing the sensation of your walls continuing to clench around him in the tremours of your climax before he finally pulled out.

Smirking in satisfaction at the way your slick and his cum left messy strings along the length of his cock, glistening in the fluorescent lights of the room as he spread your cheeks apart to see your stretched hole.

“Can’t let it go to waste,” He scoffed, pulling your hips up as he pushed his tongue inside you. Tasting the bitter mixture of his spend laced with the flavour of you as he slurped lecherously at your throbbing cunt, sucking the mixture out if you and into his mouth.

You groaned as he moved to hold the back of your head with his strong palm, fingers digging into the base of your skull at the root of your hair as he tugged your head back. His other hand pulling at your jaw to tug your mouth open as he pressed his lips against yours, letting the debauched combination of your releases trickle into your mouth as he spat. The bitter taste hit your tongue as your eyes rolled back, his fingers moving lower to wrap around your neck as he urged you to swallow. Magenta eyes focused on you with the same depraved smirk on his face as he felt your throat bob, swallowing everything he’d given you.

“God, you’re a bigger freak than me.” He shook his head, leaning forward to give your glossed lips a languid lick before pulling back and making a scene of smacking his lips, “Maybe I’ll let those other fuckers clean you off my cock— see what they’re missing.”

If Shidou had risked a red card to get a chance with you today, before he’d even had you, you dread to think what he would do to get another taste. Stuffing his cock back inside his shorts as he pulled them back up, scratching at his chest as he gave himself a final look at your spent body lax against the messy sheets. Knowing that every single man inside Blue Lock would be jealous of him and the stench of you that permeated from him when he walked back into the room. That Shidou Ryusei currently held the biggest prize in the program.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

And he intended to hold onto that trophy.

He was use to it, rejecting girls because he wants to focus on his upcoming games and he had no time for relationships. That didn’t stop them from at least trying again once or twice, maybe more than that. No one could get over him, that’d be impossible in his egotistic mind. Even people are to be warned not to be messed with him because he would easily tell you he doesn’t do that kind of “stuff” after just him making out with you 30 seconds ago.

He’s not mean about it though, he wouldn’t tell you to straight up thats he’s just not interested in you instead he says it sincerely even though he knows what he’s doing and how to do it, letting them down easy he knows they always come back anyways. Isagi loathes in the feeling of being adored, if he could get it from his fans he can get it from somewhere else and a different audience. How else could he keep himself entertained with the ladies?

“I really do like you Isagi” Then there was a long pause when you waited for him to answer, he rubs the back of his neck and stares at the ground before he could give you the bad news.

“‘M sorry I don’t really do relationships, I just want to focus on my career and I don’t want ‘dating’ to get in the way of that..we can always be friends though?”

You were confused, you don’t get it? He was flirting and teasing you for weeks. You were hanging out a lot, people would’ve been convinced you both were dating. You never kissed or held hands but surely it had to be obvious. Your friends convinced you that he liked you back, no guy would act that way towards a girl he doesn’t like or wouldn’t want to take things further with? Was he just leading you on?

“Uh..yeah i understand...” you really didn’t, you wanted to ask him why but he would probably repeat what he just said.

Isagi sighs like he has not gone through many let downs and watch the disappointment of his victim. “No hard feelings?”

“Yeah..none”

Then it’s been a week since he hasn’t seen you. Usually they come back in a day or two in his book so why haven’t you? It shouldn’t stress him out about it, it’s just longer than he expected it to be. His stupid ego got the best of him and his way of thinking that he could have every girl begging on their knees for him.

Jealousy bites him in the back when he’s sees you talking to other guys especially the ones on his team, he shouldn’t be jealous? He doesn’t even like you, he’s the one who rejected you so why does it eat at him? He wasn’t focused on anyone but you not paying him no mind, he’ll walk by you expecting to connect eye contact but you’ll be chatting up with your friends like he doesn’t exist. Maybe he could try to get you to like him again to fill his ego, yeah that’s probably it. You guys never made out or had sex, that was maybe the problem and he just had to do that.

You slowly became irritated when he kept trying to talk to you though they were just failed conversations. You didn’t know why he was trying to talk to you and you were trying to avoid him, how else could you move on from him?

He invites you to a party for tonight as a start of a friendship he wanted to build with you hoping you weren’t still upset with him, your friends really wanted to go since his teammates would be there and you agreed taking a chance with Isagi. You had a gut feeling but you didn’t know whether it was good or bad, you just knew something was to come as he grins to himself when you said yes. A scheme he has planned behind his soft smile.

Isagi being an athlete, he wasn’t a drinker though he offered you one, another one, also two more. Honestly you stopped counting after the second. Perhaps it was the alcohol but you started to feel glad that you and Isagi come to an agreement to be friends. Maybe you were too harsh, maybe he genuinely wanted to be friends as you were trying to ignore him this whole time.

The way your hands started to feel clammy because he kept staring at you, you felt as if his gaze your burning into your skin, you felt nervous, rubbing your hands on your dress. Why are you feeling nervous? You don’t like him, well you used to. You tried to push the thoughts away that he is cute, no he was and isn’t still you don’t really like him? You wonder if it was just your drunken mind playing tricks on you or the feelings were coming back again and he can read you good.

“Don’t do that..” he tilts his head at you as if he were oblivious however he knows all too well. “Don’t do what?”

“You’re looking at me like...” you didn’t want to assume or flat out say it, you shrug because you didn’t know what to add on or decide not to jump to conclusions, Isagi laughs to himself.

He’s a good guy with no rude intentions, yet he’s leading you by the hand upstairs in a unoccupied room.

“Why are we in here?” You sat on the edge of the bed watching him shut the door behind him “it’s quieter for us” he sat right next to you, he didn’t leave space between you both he was so close his figure was towering over you and you can feel his body warmth emit on your arm. You don’t know why you didn’t ask him another question about you both here alone when the party is clearly downstairs.

His hand is rubbing your inner thigh, his fingers are carefully slipping up your dress and his lips softly brushes against yours so it wasn’t fully a kiss, you didn’t know if you should so you mutter “I thought we were friends now Isagi”

“We are..unless you like me now..?”

“I-i don’t know…” you rubbed your knees together

“We’ll see” he kisses you roughly, honestly he’s trying to at least bruise your lips. You try to take in as much breaths but he doesn’t allow you to, his tongue blocking your airway in your mouth and your breathing heavily through your nose.

As he’s basically consuming you, his hand that was placed in your inner thigh moved towards to your covered pussy. Your hands grasp his arm to stop his fingers massaging your folds through your underwear. When his lips began attacking your neck you whine out his name when you start to feel the heat increase throughout your body, you felt you were gonna melt.

You smelt good as he placed wet kisses on your neck, sucking lightly on your skin leaving colored hues and moved onto another blank space of your skin he could mark. Isagi never thought it’d be easy to get you here, he might’ve thought wrong that you’d be difficult to get you where he needed you to be and he’s only kissing your neck and playing with your pussy behind your panties.

He presses lightly on it and you let out a shattered breath “Right here?” And he starts to rub your clit in circular motion. If you were sober without an drop of alcohol you probably wouldn’t let Isagi have his way with you, but you’re moaning under your breath, your jutting your hips against his hand, your eyes fluttered when he reaches under you rubbing the outside of your cunt.

Your mind getting slightly fuzzy you decided to fall onto your back on the soft bed when you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore. “Come on baby you can’t give up on me now” he takes off your shoes before he climbed onto the bed to spread your legs open.

“I can’t” you shake your head though you’re not kicking back to stop, you let him feel up your sides because his touch is warm and made you feel good, it had to be the alcohol lingering in your system or your feelings for Isagi are starting to come back even though you were helping yourself get over him before you came to this party “I just want you to like me princess” sounding sincere when he places a quick kiss on your lips, he lifts up your dress over your stomach to pull your panties down your hips and off your legs.

He’s caressing your thighs, riling you up and pampering kisses between your inner legs his face drawing dangerously close to your bare pussy. His hands push your thighs nearly to your stomach, giving you a peck on your cunt and the warm wet muscle ghost over your cunt making your breathing harder than it should be.

It was like he was making out with your pussy, his lips and tongue burying deep in your pussylips, his arms were locked around your thighs so you couldn’t pull away, you could only move your lower legs and you writhed on the bed in bliss and constantly moaned his name. “Ah! Isagi!..hah!” You could be as loud as you wanted because the music was loud enough to hide your pathetic whines.

Your hands grip the sheets underneath you until his tongue flicked your clit, sucking on it slow your hand reaches for his dark hair, your fingers tangling through his locks at the top of his head. “Oh-my g-ah!…” you sputtered, he’s still eating you out like a hungry man.

He’s lost into licking and sucking on your sweet pussy, your fingers tugging on his hair and moaning his name is making his dick hard, he’s growing amusement of his licks that are long and slow, dragging up on your clit and his lips wrap around it. Your hips are moving up and down, grinding on his face. If he could have you sit on his face he would but he needed you to cum, cum on his lips.

You started to become more squirmy when you feel your cunt twitch and your clit burning to cum when he sucks harder. Your hand through his hair tightening and your moans were becoming high pitched.

You rolled your head back moaning his name when you feel yourself cum on his mouth, his lips wouldn’t detach from your fluttering pussy and continued to use his mouth until he was ready to be done. After a bit though he didn’t want to work you up on another orgasm so he halted himself from eating you further more.

“You taste so good princess y’know that?” He comes up on top of you and to offer you a sloppy kiss whilst he’s unbuttoning his pants to pull out his hardened cock. You brought your hands behind his neck to keep kissing you more, the taste of yourself lingering on his tongue. you were already defeated when you first came into this room and you let him feel you up, you wanted to beat yourself up for it but you’re too dazed out of your mind to care, kissing Isagi now when you never got to before, you just wanted him in the moment.

Isagi gave himself a couple strokes, he opens your legs for more entry and with no warning your tight walls are being pushed aside by his cock when he slowly sheaved himself in, you gasp loudly by the disturbance of his dick intruding your pussy. Your breathing was shaky and Isagi hisses when you grip him tight and didn’t bother giving you a chance to process his dick inside you when he starts his hungry thrusts.

“Isagi-”

“Sorry princess..i gotta fuck you now” he was so harsh and fast, he was bullying you. The egoists cock was rubbing so relentlessly in your pussy, you’re moaning so much and each time he makes sure he slams his cock deep. He squeezes your tits and he wasn’t soft with them either, he was kneading them in his hand like hard dough.

“I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck you and here I thought you didn’t like me anymore..do you like me now? I know you do” you didn’t have to say yes, he already answered for you, you were too overwhelmed to speak though you could whine with your fingers slightly over your mouth so you could breathe.

He moves your hand out of your face as his thumb slips between your lips into your mouth, the pad of his thumb pressing down on your tongue. “That’s it baby suck on it” your lips wrap around his thumb just like how he had demanded.

You hummed with his thumb in your mouth, batting your pretty eyelashes at him and he grits his teeth with his stamina rising even more from the way you look at him, like you were purposely doing it to get him to fuck you even harder like as he was pounding into you anyways. He couldn’t let you get to him, it had to be the other way around.

“Looking at me like that pretty?-ah!” His cock jerked inside, knowing he was about to release his cum the more he constantly pushed his dick in and out of you. His jaw hung open, panting and moaning when he feels his nerves on fire. As you were about to touch yourself he rubbed your clit with his wet thumb that was settling in your mouth so you both can cum together.

“‘m gonna cum! ‘m gonna cum Isagi!” Isagi is so rough with you, him adding onto more to build your orgasm intensively circling your sweet bud.

Shock takes over his face when your legs wrap around his waist and you pleaded him “please cum inside me! Please Isa-!” Did you just beg him to? He was going to anyway though he didn’t expect you to practically be desperate for it that your legs are secured around his waist. Fuck, why did his heart just sink?

“Y-yeah, I’ll cum right in you, just for you princess” he growled, his last thrust he sunk deep into your spasming walls and his pushed down on your clit. Your eyelids twitched feeling his cum empties in your womb, your body quivered, it felt like stars were floating everywhere around you. “‘ts feels good..f-feels ‘s good” you whined.

Isagi bit his bottom lip gazing at your pretty tired face, This wasn’t how this was supposed to go, he couldn’t keep up his ego anymore. He grew hard again and the only thoughts running through his head was wanting to fuck you again.

How long has it been? Two, four rounds, more? Both your bodies would completely stripped off of clothes, sweat mixing together that his hair was slightly damp. The music still booming loud as ever outside meaning people were still here which you both had completely forgotten since you were both gone into drowning in pleasure. Isagi is still in between your legs, pounding into your swollen pussy that had a brimful of his cum because he came so many times like he was still a starving caveman needing more.

Isagi is so deep into your pussy he forgot what was his motive the whole time, you’re mewling for him to stop but damn you look so pretty, why did he reject you again? He couldn’t even remember anything before he got into this room with you because of the delight of your hot cunt had him hooked. His arms beside your head as he watched you cry from the sensitivity of your previous orgasms he drew out of you. His heart fluttering in his chest when you wrap your arms around his neck and whimper his name.

You both couldn’t think correctly but just thinking about how much it feels like heaven and the need to cum again.

“‘m about to cum again Isagi!” You repeated again before, He nodded while he was also cum again and damn he was so out of energy of pulling orgasm after orgasm, his breaths were shattered, his thrusts were sloppy. His tongue hanging from his mouth like he had fight to finish. “‘m cumming too-fuck!” Another addictive feeling washing over you both at the same time, once again he gives you another bundle of his cum.

Isagi finally caught his breath and noticed your leg’s couldn’t stop trembling. “F-fuck Isagi, I’m shaking…” you murmured. His stomach was in knots and not because he had just came but he was going against his own rules he made up the beginning. His evil scheme had failed when he came down to kiss you again but it was softer, didn’t bother pulling out, he rose back up with straight up determination in his eyes.

Rin

At first it seems that your way to distract him isn’t working and he does score a goal, but it is hesitant and close to scraping the post. You pout playfully as if being disappointed that he wasn’t affected, but then you notice how he turns his back on you, hiding the evident pink dusting his cheeks, “That was a dirty trick, Y/N,“ he mumbles while rubbing the back of his neck.

Kunigami

Will blush like a maniac, but at the same time is able to act on instinct, taking his own shirt off and throwing it at you. He covers his eyes with his hands and turns around, “I promise not to look,“ he convinces as if it wasn’t you who just purposely showed your boobs to him.

Bachira

He was excited to see your skills as a goalie, but as you flash your breasts at him, an admiring confusion spreads on his features. He doesn’t even realize that he has stopped just so he can take in the beautiful sight, “Wow, you’re so pretty,“ he wonders out loud.

Sae

He blinks a few times and seems baffled, but his inexpressive features never falter. You would think that he’s confused enough to not score, but he walks up to you calmly, all the while kicking the ball lazily in front of him. His confident manner is now making you flustered and you can’t help but lower your shirt and cover up your breasts. Sae stands before you and with his teal colored eyes locked on you, he kicks the ball past you, in the goal. You purse your lips and push them to the side, trying to stop an embarrassing smile. But Sae tilts his head and looks down at you, showing a rather amused smile. 

Nagi

He just stops and looks at you for a moment and you have a hard time guessing what he’s thinking. But then he just sits on the ground as if planning on staying there longer, “this is much more interesting,” he says while staring at your breasts.

Shidou