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Actor! AU.

If you haven’t heard of this, it’s an AU where the show we know these characters from is just a show, and they are just actors playing their roles.

Fame, fortune, acting gigs, famous people and famous shows. That’s what he had signed up for when he met his boss. Instead he was overworked, underpaid, and had to put up with so many obnoxious people he couldn’t count them if he tried. Getting the leading role in the ‘Dr. Stone’ show had been a massive break for him. It was supposed to be the thing that opened every door and made him a household name. Instead, his boss had screwed him over. Hard.

Nearly as hard as he was screwing said agents daughter.

He wasn’t actively screwing you, not right now. But he was sleeping with you, just a way to stay on his bosses good side. You were daddy’s precious girl and when you were happy, he was happy. And you had been much, much happier ever since Senku had started fucking you. So had he, admittedly. He couldn’t complain about a good time, and maybe if he hadn’t only started doing it to get on your dad’s good side there could be something between you both. Ultimately for him it was just a way to stay employed. Your dad sucked as an agent, but if Senku tried to hire anyone else he would end up blacklisted in the industry. So he took his shit pay and the sex and made it work.

At least you were pretty.

“Look up” you tapped his face, indicating that he needed to look up at you as you fixed his makeup. Stage makeup, meant to withstand bright lights and lots of photos. That was another plus about you. You were a good hair and makeup artist, even if you only had the job because of your dad. You continued to pat his face with the makeup brush, hiding any imperfections that could shine through after hours of sweating and mingling. Every star had to endure this procedure before a shoot or an award show, at least he got to look at you.

“If you hurry, we should have enough time.” Senku also really enjoyed that perk of having you as his makeup artist. Anytime he got pissed off before an event or shoot, he could just have you ride him or suck him off. It brought him some satisfaction to know he was doing filthy things to you while your dad thought you were a little saint. Served the man right. Treat people like dirt, and have your daughter be used like a whore. Fairness, and all.

“You said that last time” you were nearly done with his makeup, and he seen the blush rising to your ears when you turned to load the brush with more powder. He moved forward and pulled you down, until you sat on his lap. “Hey I wasn’t done!”

“I am, though. It looks fine.” He nipped on the skin at your shoulder, doing his best to leave marks on it again. You were too damn good at hiding these from being seen, especially with your makeup kit. Not that he really wanted to have you going around bragging about screwing him, but the thought had crossed his mind before. Maybe if he dated you publicly your dad would have to pay him fairly, hell he may even give him time off to see you.

“It wasn’t done!” You squirmed against him, but it just pressed you all over him. His erection rubbed against you and you stopped fighting him. There was a reason his plan worked so well, after all. You were in love with him. Everyone but your father knew that. He grinned into your neck as he rolled your hips back and forth on him.

“The award show isn’t for an hour. Come on, I’ve missed you.” He hadn’t, really. Sweet nothings whispered in your ear always got you to break for him though.

“I missed you, too” you got off his lap and pushed yourself up onto the makeup station, obviously relenting to his advances. He stood up from the chair and placed his hands on the table, on either side of you.

“Show me how much, sweetheart.”

~~~

He wasn’t even that late, he reasoned. Maybe just a few minutes behind since you had insisted on him waiting for you while you changed into your own outfit for the awards show. Privileges of your dad being so important in this industry, you got to come to almost any award show he did. Which meant there was one awkward ride with you, him, and a poor chauffeur who had to roll up the divider. You spent most of the ride on his lap, fussing over how he looked and tweaking it while his hands wandered your dress. As soon as you arrived though, you had to part ways. He needed to make a big entrance and you just needed to get in.

He was also glad to be separated from you, and to be back in the spotlight. Even if this awards show was a big hoop to jump through, he was glad to at least be around his co-stars. He got along great with the group, even if some of them had better deals than he did in life. Some of the well known stars of Dr. Stone worked under the same agency as him, so they had a common annoyance.

The awards show went well, announcements about who won best picture, best action, best love story, all of them went past as he waited for the big moment. This was admittedly a bigger award show than usual. ‘Dr stone’ was up for best show of the year, which would be a big honor considering he was the lead. He wasn’t even upset that he had been nominated for best actor, even though Kohaku had been nominated for best supporting actress.

This was at least an opportunity to drink some, even if he had to get up at an ungodly hour the next day for another shoot. It was starting to feel like every day was just him waking up and going to bed on set. At least he found some small comforts.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by a loud clapping all around him, and he joined in and looked to the stage. Huh, Kohaku had won best supporting actress. Good for her, considering she also worked at the same agency as him and was being treated like he was, presumably. The clapping died down and he realized she was going to make a speech.

“Thank you all so much, I feel so blessed to have been chosen for this award! It had been a dream to work with my friends and co stars, and it makes me really sad to announce this,” she paused, letting the dramatic tension building in the air.

What was she about to say? He hadn’t been told there would be any announcements.

“It breaks my heart to announce I will be temporarily leaving the show, because I will be going on maternity leave!” As soon as she said those words, everyone cheered with genuine enthusiasm unlike before. It was like she had set a sign behind her that told everyone to clap, because not one person around wasn’t joining in with the applause.

Everyone except Senku, who sat there in shock.

She was going to be taking time off, just because she was pregnant? He had broke a leg last season and they just shot around it, their shared boss refusing to let him have any time off to recover. Now she got to leave the rest of this seasons shooting?

It wasn’t fair, not at all. He hadn’t been busting his ass every day with no breaks for nothing. But here he was, finding out it was that easy to get a break? Ridiculous.

He spent the rest of the awards show in a bad mood, which was hard but manageable to hide when they ultimately won. He hadn’t to go up on the stage with everyone and act like he was excited, thank god he was an actor otherwise no one would’ve believed his performance. He knew he had convinced everyone when after the show was over you ran up and hugged him. He hugged you back, keeping up the appearance for you. You were bouncing off the walls with excitement, rambling about how great he looked up on the stage and how you knew the show would win.

He figured you deserved to be excited, you did the makeup for most scenes. He let you stay in his arms for longer than he normally would in public, too upset at your father to care if a dating scandal started up now. Maybe that would get him a break. Though apparently those only happened when someone was pregnant.

When someone was pregnant?

“Hey, want to go celebrate alone?” He probably shouldn’t do this, but it was as good an idea as any. Your father loved you dearly, so if you were pregnant…

Well, Senku figured he would be a good father, so why not? Your dad would have a hard time telling him he couldn’t have breaks if Senku said he wanted to spend time with the mans own grandchild. He knew you were blushing at how public he was being with you, or at least he assumed that’s why you were hiding your head in his chest.

“We probably need to go to the after party” you looked up at him, not trying to break away from him even as you said reasons to. He pushed hair out of your face and just grinned down at you, which made your resolve crumple. “Okay, come on” and then you dragged him off. He followed along obediently, noticing a few camera flashes catching you two sneaking off in the crowd together. Good. Wouldn’t make sense publicly if he suddenly announced he was going to be a father with no known girlfriend in sight.

You brought him all the way back to the car you had shown up in together, with the chauffeur now no where to be seen. Probably excused until a certain time, he figured. It wasn’t a great place, but anywhere worked for him right now. He opened the door for you and let you slide into the limo first. He got in after you and shut the door, before moving over to you and pulling you close.

“Congrats, again.” You felt his hands slide up your dress and expose your bare thighs to him as you load back on the long seat. His eyes trailed over you with a look you hadn’t ever seen on him before, it made you feel even more flustered than before. He seemed more into this than he ever had, and it made the moment seem less like casual sex.

“Thank you babe” Senku did feel like it was a little different now that he had commited to dating you, and if he could manage it, even starting a family with you. Maybe it was super conventional but at least he found you mildly interesting. He slipped your underwear off of you and grinned to himself, you looked absolutely filthy lying in a limo under him. “That is why we are celebrating.”

He under did his pants quickly, having plenty of practice now since he’d been fucking you for months behind closed doors. Once he was freed from his pants your hand was on him, stroking him like a pro. He put his hand over yours and helped you along for a moment, enjoying the view. Was it wrong of him to enjoy this so much, knowing he was going to intentionally knock you up?

“Senku, can I?” You voice made him stop questioning his plan. There was worse people to tie yourself to, and he realized he really didn’t mind dating you. All the benefits aside he had to admit, he had a thing for you. He just usually couldn’t put his feelings for your family or his stress aside long enough to consider that he would enjoy dating you.

“I’ll do it, don’t worry” he moved your hand off him and lined up with you. You were still so wet from earlier in the night he didn’t face any resistance as he pushed himself all the way inside. You let out quiet whimpers as he adjusted your position, putting your legs down around your chest as he leaned over on top of you. “There you go”

He started thrusting in and out of you, slowly at first so he could watch as you whined and moved your hips up into his. Your hips moved up to match his pacing, sending him deeper each time and hitting your cervix each time. He braced himself against the leather underneath your head and slammed his hips into yours unexpectedly. Your voice cracked over his name as you screamed it the void of the car’s interior. Yeah, he didn’t mind hearing that for the rest of his life. He snapped his hips again.

“Ah, wait” you placed a hand on his chest but didn’t push him away, “condoms?”

“Ran out” he wasn’t lying, he hadn’t thought to keep more on him tonight. How to bring up that he didn’t need them, that was his next question. “I was thinking,” he suck all the way in, and lowered his face to yours. His lips brushed your cheek as he spoke again, “with everything tonight, I thought maybe I’d just cum inside of you.”

Your face flushed red, not that it could be seen in the dark of the car. You couldn’t deny how hot the thought was, especially with how you felt yourself clench around him as he said it. You were in love with him, so the thought of him spilling inside of you just made you more into the action.

His hands wandered your body, cupping and grasping at every inch of you when you didn’t complain about his idea. He only felt more inclined to commit to it. His hips snapped back and forth, shaking the limo as he quickened his pace. One hand latched onto your breast under your dress and played with it, roughly cupping and squeezing. The abuse just caused you to moan louder, cry his name more. He hadn’t ever felt this intensity in your sessions.

“You like that huh? The thought of me filling you up?” He snapped his hips again, shoving the tip of his tenth hard into your cervix. “Gonna take it all?”

His voice degraded and worshipped you with each thrust, his hands searching every inch of you. Occasionally he would grip you too tight and leave impressions, just more claiming marks to add to the growing collection. That’s what this was, ultimately. He finally snapped and decided to claim you, every inch. Every time he shoved inside of you it felt like he was molding you to him, making you the perfect person for him. You might as well be, it’s what he was wanting.

“There you go— ahh god—-just taking me so well” he was losing his pacing, telling you he was getting close. One of his claiming hands moved and started abusing you between your thighs, determined to make you scream his name as you came with him. He needed to hear that, especially right now. Months of hard work, completely unnoticed by everyone. At least here he could hear someone chanting his name with such desire and admiration. Your legs moved and locked around him, a fact that usually would’ve had him pushing you away. Tonight he just collapsed on your chest and buried his head in your breast’s as he pushed himself to just keep going a little longer. Your legs were shaking, and the limo sounded like it might break something.

“Senku—I’m gonna”

There, just perfect. He felt you clamp your legs around him and pulled him closer, as if that was possible. Your hips bucked into his and he gave up on the race and felt himself finally finishing inside of you. He sloppily thrusted a few more times, enjoying how wet it sounded now that he’d committed to his plan. You were his now, and soon you’d be able to help him get anything he wanted. He nipped at your chest, breathless whines coming from you as he did. There was worse things to do in life than date someone you liked.

Back by popular demand. Part one here, part two here, part three here

Warnings: mention of oral, sex, riding, ooc characters

“So you two have been going out?” Chrome was trailing behind Senku as they both made their way to a local coffee shop. They were college students after all, this was fifty percent of their daily meals. Senku had mentioned you in conversation on the way here, leading to Chrome pestering him with nonstop questions. He wanted to know more about his usually so closed off friend finally dating someone.

“Yeah, we’ve been going out on dates for a couple of weeks now.” And spending nights together, often. Senku had realized early in that his newly discovered sexual interests were gladly accepted by you, and you took great joy in keeping him up at night showing him new things. He appreciated the learning experience, and how he didn’t have to worry about being needy with you. Anytime you came over he was already flustered and sexually pent up again. Ever since he had admitted those new feelings, he found himself becoming more and more of a degenerate in your presence. You were matching the energy very enthusiastically. Not that he was going to say a word of that to Chrome.

“That’s so badass, I didn’t think you’d manage to keep a girlfriend for that long” Senku tried to not take offense to that. From what he could tell you were very happy in the new relationship. He was excited to be proving so many people wrong.

“You’re not the only one,” Senku paused as he spotted Tsukasa at the shop they were heading to. He hadn’t been around the guy since the party, when he outright told you to stay away from Senku. “Tsukasa probably is still waiting on me to blow it.” Chrome looked ahead and spotted their friend, an awkward laugh coming from him.

“After that night I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to convince her again to leave you.” It seemed everyone knew that Tsukasa disapproved of Senku dating his friend. He tried to not worry about that, considering he could feel his phone buzzing in his pocket from your texts. You liked him, a lot. And he felt the same. Maybe the relationship was heavy on the sex, but wasn’t ever relationship between twenty somethings like that? It wasn’t like you only ever hung out to screw each other.

“I think he’s tried to. Sometimes they hang out and she comes over and-“ he stopped talking as Tsukasa started walking over to them. He was about to tell Chrome about the times he’s had to comfort you because of a rude comment Tsukasa had made. Maybe it was best if he didn’t share tha fact right before running into the guy though.

“Senku, Chrome. Funny running into you both here.” Tsukasa motioned to a table nearby, “want to join me?”

“Yeah, why not?” Senku wanted to talk to him, maybe this would get him to let up on his crusade against your relationship. Especially considering how close you were getting. It would be good if it didn’t affect everyone’s friendships.

“So, how are you?” Chrime tried to make conversation, but it was ignored as Tsukasa looked at Senku. He kept a straight face as he ordered his drink from a waitress and checked his phone.

You: I miss you, my classes are killing me today

Senku: come over and I’ll help you study

He put his phone down on the table, face up so the photo of you kissing him on the cheek could be seen for a quick second before it went dark. He didn’t bother trying to engage in Chromes bad attempts at small talk. He knew there was something on Tsukasa mind if he had asked them over.

“How are things, Senku?” Tsukasa took a drink from his cup and watched Senku. It was a weird show down between them both. Chrome accepted that no one was listening to him.

“Going great, what about you?” Senkus phone buzzed again, another text from you. His hand itched to grab it and text you back. Even after being with you he still had an undeniable soft spot for you, and a desperation for your attention. He fought off the urge to get his phone.

“Just studying, classes, hanging out with friends. I imagine you’re doing the same.” Senkus phone buzzed wished he would just insight ask whatever was bugging him. He knew it was most likely along the lines of ‘are you still into her or has that faded?’

The answer was a resounding yes. He wanted to be done with this conversation already so he could get home and finish any school work, so when you came over he could focus on you. The guy was desperate, and he loved the way you got excited just to see him. It was nice to finally have this with someone. And it was annoying that Tsukasa kept doubting him, and making you upset.

“Been pretty busy between classes and spending time with my girlfriend, but that’s most people.” He shrugged as he said it, but he knew it would be an important thing to say. Calling you his girlfriend outright should make him realize it was serious, right?

“I don’t know you two had started dating, she hadn’t mentioned it.” Senku knew that was a lie. You’d practically been glued to him since your first date. It would be a miracle if anyone didn’t know you were together. Especially with the fact that occasionally Senku got carried away and would leave a bite mark on you. It did things to the man’s brain to see you marked from him. The way you’d look out of breath, shirtless with bites all over your-

He snapped himself out of the thoughts before he got hard in public because of you. It wouldn’t be the first time, but it was always annoying and embarrassing. Even if you intentionally did it to him sometimes. Like how you’d randomly send an update photo of your chest while he was in class, or a video-

Again, he snapped himself out of it. Regardless, Tsukasa definitely knew you were dating.

“We have been for 5,287,534 seconds.” Senkus phone buzzed rattled off the number easily enough, he had been counting so he’d know when your anniversary was. He figured it would be important to get you a gift.

“That’s… over two months, right?” Chrome seemed to try and do the math mentally but it was taking him a second. He was a smart guy, but that kind of math could take anyone a while.

“It is.” Tsukasa sighed and sat his cup down, leveling his eyes with Senku, “and you’re still interested in her?”

“You make it seem like I was going to drop her.” He couldn’t help himself and grabbed his phone, checking to see your text.

You: be there after class, can’t wait to see you <3

“I thought there was a chance you would, actually.” Senku put his phone down and decided he was tired of the useless conversation. He needed to get back to his place before you showed up.

“I heard. Can you stop asking her everytime you see her if I’ve been treating her right? Everyone I know seems to think I’m the type of guy who would fuck a girl and leave her.” Which he wasn’t, not at all. He didn’t even find anyone else remotely attractive. He was ten billion percent sure that if you left him, he wouldn’t ever get married. Not that he was thinking about marriage so young.

“I’m just surprised you were interested in dating anyone” Tsukasa glanced at Senkus phone and seen the picture, finally letting out a sigh. “I’ll stop, it does see like you are serious about each other.”

“You don’t know the half of it, he barely leaves her side.” This time everyone heard Chrome, and Senku shot him a look. “Oh you guys hear me now huh?”

~~~

“Senkuuu” you groaned as you screamed into your book, the information wasn’t making sense and you were tired of trying to care about it. “Why do you make me study, I just wanna sown time with you.” Senku looked up at you from your lap, a smirk on his face. He seemed to like laying in your lap and being able to see you anytime he looked up.

“If you want a study break, answer the first question right.” He heard the way you groaned again, and it made him laugh as he finally sat up. He wasn’t even able to turn around to face you before you were pressing your body up behind him. His breathing hitched as your hands ran down his body and stopped at the top of his pants.

“Maybe I’ll learn better with motivation?” Your voice sounded so whiny, yet you were expertly undoing his pants and sliding your hand into his underwear. He was already starting to get hard from your attention, something that hast gotten any better with more exposure.

“What kind of motivation?” Senku had a feeling what you were trying to do. You knew he was easily convinced when it came to fucking. And it usually got you out of studying. You slowly started palming him, your head wrapping around his length while you thought over your idea.

“If I could just make you cum maybe i could focus better. It’s so distracting when we haven’t done anything in a while.” Your hand on him, your voice in his ear. He was a mess under you already. Plus your words were exhilarating, even if false. You had been riding his face that morning after all. It helped him wake up and focus if he could taste you before going to his first class.

“You just want out of studying” you pulled him free of his pants and glided your hands over the length. He couldn’t take his eyes off the way it looked, how it throbbed each time you spoke.

“I wanna ride you, actually. Getting out of studying is just a plus.” You kissed under his ear as you admitted the dirty thoughts to him, knowing he was ready to agree.

“Please.” Was the only thing he could manage to say as your thumb wiped over the tip and teased him. As soon as he agreed you pinned him down on your bed and straddled him. You sat up and pulled off your pants, not bothering to take anything else and just pushed the clothing to the side to give him access. He probably would’ve finished already if this had been him two months ago. But you spent a lot of time lately working on his stamina, especially with the way you teased his tip against yourself. He loved watching you use him for your own enjoyment. You also entertained his more perverted thoughts, playing with him like this.

“Isn’t this better than studying?” You hummed as you slipped him inside, fully sitting down on him and letting out a moan of relief as you did. He could feel his face heating up as the wet feeling enveloped him.

“It is more productive to study, but this feels better.” He bucked up into you, watching the way you had to brace yourself on his chest as he slowly thrusted into you from below.

“If it’s more productive, why don’t I study while you fuck me?” You grabbed your book and placed it on his chest, pretending to ignore his desperate movement from below.

“That- mmm fuck, works” he grabbed your hips and did his best to not disrupt your book on him. You were acting like it didn’t bug you at all, but each time he lifted you up and dropped you back onto him he could hear proof of how good you felt. Each movement caused a wet smack to echo in his room, so you wouldn’t be able to lie about the pleasure. You just kept reading over the textbook, taking every inch of him over and over. He got impulsive and started to rub circles over your clit, wanting to see how you’d react to cumming on him while reading.

The fact you were reading a science textbook while he thrusted into you only made it hotter for him. While you were learning about gravity and the cosmos, he was desperately trying to make you finish on him. He had wet dreams like this. Thought those dreams usually ended up with your face covered in his cum.

That thought really provoked him. He felt himself twitching inside of you, your thighs bouncing in time with his thrusts now. You had said you wanted to make him cum, and nothing about yourself. He realized you were telling the truth as you started letting out moans, in the exact tone that always made him lose it.

“Ah, your gonna make me-“ a groan came from him again as you kept riding him, picking up the speed as he neared his end. Then you really did him in when you started reading off paragraphs from your text book. He felt himself lose his hold and he tried again to warn you he was close.

“I started the pill” you hummed out, before going back to reading over your stupid book. The words meant nothing to you, but based on the way he was whimpering under you, you could tell it was edging him closer to finishing. The fact you were on the pill seemed to send him over the edge as he slammed you down onto you him and let himself spill inside of you, rope after rope. You liked the way he always crashed afterwards, his chest heaving and eyes closing as his body came down from the exhaustion.

“Okay, we can study..” he barely opened his eyes and watched you, not getting off of him.

“Hmm? No? I told you I’m studying here.” You leaned down and flipped a page, unmoving on top of him. “Figured this might help me focus, too” you motioned to the way you were both still connected. Senku gulped, his mind racing as he realized you weren’t going to get off of him. And now he’d have to lay here inside of you while you read off scientific facts.

“Thank god you got on birth control” he turned his head away, hiding his embarrassment as he started to get hard again.

No plot just smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, oral, mentions of of sexual activities, science used liberally

“Hey, what are you up to?” You peered over Senkus shoulder, looking to see what he was studying today. He usually had something going on that was highly complicated. You liked checking out his work and letting him explain it all to you, even if you would end up lost half way through his rambling.

“Just trying to get this equation right” he was being quiet, trying to focus on his work. If you were anyone else you would be kicked out until he got it all right and could take a break. You weren’t everyone else though. Senku had an interest in you, and always let you hang around him no matter what. You both knew of course, that this was a strange friendship. It border lines on romantic. No labels had been put on the late nights together, or how you always called each other when you got good news. Neither of you explicitly said that your weekly outing to a park or a local museum was dates. If they were, you’d have to admit you’d been dating for six months. Everyone else said you were together, but it just… hadn’t ever been that important to either of you to but a label on it. Even if you enjoyed holding him or kissing each other, did it really have to be a ‘relationship’?

“Is this for that stimulant you were working on?” You looked at the papers pinned up to his wall, diagrams and more equations covering them. You knew he had gotten onto the idea of a stimulant that would help someone overcome the fatigue of reentering the earths atmosphere. You knew he wanted to go to space, and if he could develop something like this he would definitely be noticed for his achievements once he graduated college.

“Mhmm. Hit a road block” he finally put down his pen and turned to look at you, his eyes looked tired and you knew he had spent the whole night working on this again. “I’m not familiar enough with anatomy it seems.”

“You? Admitting a weak spot?” You couldn’t believe your ears. You slide a hand onto his shoulder and started to massage it, loosen knots he had out into the area from ignoring the fatigue.

“Not a weak spot, I just can’t work out the right equation regarding biological reactions. I can test on my self, but if I want this to work I need it to be right for both men and women.” He leaned into your hand, making you stop massaging him and just slide up to cup his face. He sighed as he pressed a quick kiss to your wrist. It sent goosebumps up your arm. Arrector pili muscles, know also as goosebumps, you knew that thanks to one of his long rants before. He caught the reaction from the corner of his eye.

“That’s it. You’re a woman” he suddenly grabbed your wrist with his hand, not too tight just with enough force to keep it captured.

“Last time I checked, yes. What are you gonna do to me?” You were nervous, because he wasn’t technically supposed to test anything on you for legal reasons. Plus his work could be… grueling.

“Ah,” he suddenly seemed to remember what he was asking you to do, and a blush crept up his face. “I need to test your nervous system, and certain reactions. I just need to know how your body reacts to things.”

“What things?” You moved to lean against his desk, his hold on your wrist still stand locked. He started to rub the inner part with his thumb, probably trying to comfort you in some way.

“I would just need you shirtless, that’s all.” He was a persuasive man when he needed to be, and he knew you always liked to help. Maybe he was wrong for hiding the whole truth, but it was difficult for him to say the whole thing. “And probably no bra.”

“Senku!” You let out a gasp at the request, “are you serious?” Again, you had kissed before. You two weren’t saints after-all. But you also hadn’t gotten that far with each other. The most you had done was have a few very heated make out sessions in his bed.

“I am, I need to run some tests and record the data.” He moved to place a kiss to your wrist, and you swore you seen a smirk on his face as he did it. You suspected this was at least in part him messing with you.

“Fine, fine.” You moved some of his things to the side and sat down on his desk. “Now, I assume?”

“Preferably.” He was having a hard time keeping his thoughts straight. He did at least in part need to run some tests, just to have better data. But to say he absolutely had to have you shirtless for them was a lie. That was just for his benefit. “I need to get something to monitor your heart rate.” And then you watched him walk out of the room to go find whatever he needed to run this experiment. You started to remove your shirt and got a bit flustered when it came to removing the bra. How was he so calm about this?

“Need a hand?” Senku was not calm about this. His heart was slamming against his ribs, but he wasn’t the one he was monitoring so he ignored it. He came back over to his desk and slipped the pulse monitoring device onto your finger.

“Uh, yeah if you don’t mind.” As soon as you said that you felt his fingers slipping behind you to undo the latches. Once they were undone he pulled it off of you and dropped it to the ground behind him. He forgot for a moment what he was doing and just stared at you, blushing so hard it went to his ears.

“You okay there?” You had to look away, getting flustered with him staring at you like that. The rooms cold breeze made you shiver and try to cover up. He grabbed your hands and cleared his throat.

“I just need to see what stimulus uh,” he swallowed hard, before clearing his head more, “just gotta see what certain stimulus does to you.” He let go of your hands and placed his hand over your chest. It was soft, and again he lost his train of thought. He checked the monitor on your finger and seen that your heart rate was up already.

“What kind of stimulus exactly?” The way his hand felt on you wasn’t bad, even with the rough calluses he had on his hands from experiments in the past. “I’m just curi- ah!” You slapped a hand over you mouth immediately. The lewd noise had slipped out without you realizing it. You couldn’t help it though, because he had captured the bud in between two fingers and was pinching and rolling it.

“Mm, just a couple of things like this” based on your heart rate and the sounds you were having to smother, this seemed like a sensitive area for you. He pinched it again, listening to the way you quietly groaned behind your hand. This was definitely what he needed, for the experiment. Nothing else. Another idea popped into his head and he moved to massage your other tit while playing with one. You got louder, and squirmed more under his touch. Good responses to stimuli.

“Senku, this feels weird” it felt great, actually. But you didn’t know how to say that to your not-boyfriend. He squeezed you harder in response.

“How would you rate it?” He was losing focus fast. He liked watching the way everything squished in his hands, and thoughts of putting his dick in between them started to wander into his head. Which wasn’t very scientific.

“Ah, well I guess like a 5?” As soon as you said that he paused to write something down on the paper beside you, then placed his hand back on you.

“I wonder” he leaned in and you felt his tongue glide across the bud he had been abusing. Even your hand couldn’t smother out the gasps and moans he extracted from you now. Good, that was what he had been hoping for. He felt your leg brush against the front of his pants and connect briefly with the bulge. If his mouth hadn’t been occupied you probably would’ve heard the grunt the came from him with the contact. When did he admit to you that this wasn’t fully about his research? He had considered this as a well to test things, but it wasn’t research that would help him with his stimulant. It was for his personal project of trying to see how sensitive you were, curious about how you looked and felt. He knew the next step would be his favorite though, and he was doing his best to keep it slow and not jump too far ahead. He trailed one hand down to you the skirt you wore and slipped his hand up your thigh.

“S-Senku, that feels kinda…” your train of thought trailed off as he squeezed your thigh, harder than you would’ve expected from him. You tried to squeeze your thighs together, just on instinct. All that made him do is push your thighs apart and bite down on your tit.

“Rate it?” His words were muffled as he kept living and sucking on you. You tried to place this on the scale he had gave you, but just as you were about to speak you felt his finger dip under your underwear and prod at your entrance. “God, you’re wet.” His voice came out in a rasp as he pushed the finger into you. “I’d say this is the most sensitive area then.”

“Yeah, seems so” you couldn’t keep your mind straight as he moved his finger in and out of you. You felt your legs squirming as he played with you, trying to clamp around his hand. He noticed your unconscious efforts and pushed your legs apart with his knee, holding your legs open so he could pump in and out of you.

“One last test, okay?” He moved his mouth away from your chest and he dropped to his knees in front of you. With one hand free he pushed your legs wide, trailing it down to your knee as his lips pressed against your bare thigh. “Keep an eye on that heart rate monitor for me?” And then his hand pulled out of you and took your underwear off of you. You sat there exposed to him as he nibbled at your thigh, going up until his mouth connected with the bundle of nerves. He groaned loudly as he licked you, his hold on you tightening as he repeated the action several times.

You glanced at the heart monitor and seen it was higher than you’d ever seen. The wet sounds of him licking and circling your clit slowly filled the room. He seemed so excited to be eating you out, or at least to be getting the data he needed. You felt yourself approaching the edge as he plunged another finger into you again. Now that he had two in you he worked on stretching you out, while his tongue kept focused on making you finish. You were close, so close from his enthusiastic touch.

Senku thought he was going to cum in his pants just from how good you tasted and how you kept clenching on his fingers. He just wanted you to cum, just once on his face. Then he would fuck you on his desk until you milked him dry. He hadn’t ever done this and just wanted to know how it felt. He was starting to suspect he was going to repeat this experiment again. Then your thighs started squeezing his head and your hand pressed him into you as you cried out his name, cumming in his face like he had wanted you to. He let you relax and listened for your heart rate to go down before pulling away and standing. You had your eyes closed and were dripping all over his desk. It looked perfect, and he wanted to do it again.

He didn’t warn you before pushing his cock into you, just took the moment and settled into you while your walls still clenched and unclenched from the orgasm he had coaxed out of you.

“Ten” you muttered, trying to give him your rating as he didn’t waste time and pumped himself in and out of you.

“This is so, fuck-exhilarating” he felt the wetness leaking down his thighs as he pushed all the way into you and pulled out. He liked watching you pull him back in, your legs shaking from the pleasure. He pulled back out and flipped you, making you bend over his desk and pressing pen and paper into your chest. Then he was back to fucking you as hard as he could manage. Could you cum again so soon? He’d tried reading up on it and his research told him you could.

His research? Oh!

He paused mid thrust and grabbed a marker. You were ontop of his papers so he made do. He wrote out a string of equations on you back, spilling out everything in his head. He twitched inside of you, the sight of equations on your bare back while he was inside of you drove him crazy. As soon as he was done writing he quickly slammed into you again, hard. He needed to make sure not to cum on the marker lines. He really needed to not-

He felt you shudder against him as you came again, this time on him. The feeling was definitely a ten, and he barely could give a few more half assed thrusts before having to pull out of you and cum on the backs of your thighs. As soon as he was done he pulled away and went to copy down his new equation onto something more permanent than your back. He didn’t even bother to stop and explain what he had been doing. He finally got ahold of some paper and copied everything out.

Senku isn’t a well versed guy when it comes to crushing on someone, so he does what he always does. He turns to science, and uses it to reach his goals

Warning: unprotected sex, mentions of other sexual activity, manipulation (?), mdni

Call him a jerk, or a sociopath, or maybe even just a bad guy. Maybe it was messed up, but it was effective. And isn’t everyone guilty of this, at least to some degree?

He wouldn’t take back his effort, it was working. He wouldn’t even apologize for it, because at the end of the day he didn’t mind control you or anything. He just played to psychological advantages he had from knowing so much about science. And about you. It wouldn’t have worked if he didn’t know you, obviously.

But yeah, he had used Pavlov’s theory against you.

Senku reasoned that it was a common way to advance a relationship, didn’t people buy gifts or use praise on those they were interested in to build stronger emotional bonds? Wasn’t he just tapping into the same thing?

He wasn’t sure how else to get you to notice him, afterall. You were usually too busy in your own head or projects to look at the guy. Which he found attractive, he loved a hard worker who was passionate. He just needed a way to be in your perception, that was all. Once you had noticed him he’d be able to do something more normal to ask you out.

And you had noticed him more once he started it. Now every day when you would pass each other in the hall you would come up to him, so excited and cheerful just because you seen him. He’d even noticed a few times where you had looked really stressed, but once you caught sight of him it all washed away and you ran up to him, starting a conversation on your own. It was probably time to stop the experiment and just try to be normal around you. But that was the thing, this was science, and science was his normal.

So for now, it couldn’t hurt to keep it going longer.

“Oh hey Senku!” Your voice hit him before he seen you, and then he noticed out of the corner of his eye you were getting up from the bench you’d been studying at and hurrying over to him. “I almost didn’t see you” he loved the way your eyes lit up now when you talked to him, even if it might’ve been because of the experiment it felt nice to have someone he liked so happy to see him.

“I didn’t see you either, but hi” he had to looked down at you, which was also nice. He wasn’t the tallest guy so he liked how he wasnt having to crane his neck up with you, like he did everyone else. “Do you want some?” He offered you a bag, which just so happened to be a bag of your favorite candy. He always acted like it was a coincidence, but he had bought it just for this. Every time you said hi first, he offered you one. If you talked to him for longer than five minutes he offered another. Was it really manipulative or was it just using kindness as bait?

“You always have my favorite candy on you, you know that?” You took one from him and popped it in your mouth, it was really sweet that he always offered you some.

“Really? I didn’t know” he knew, of course. But that’s what made this so effective. He looked over your shoulder at your books and grinned, “working on science homework?”

“Yeah, and it’s killing me” you let out a groan and walked over to it, flipping through your notes and just accepting that you didn’t get anything in this chapter. “If it was another subject it would be fine, I’m great at pretty much everything else. And I’m taking notes when the professor has lectures but it’s not clicking.” You felt Senku brush your arm as he grabbed the note book from you and started flipping through it.

“Good notes, but I can see where you’re getting stuck at. You want som help?” Senku knew people probably assumed he wouldn’t be interested in anyone who wasn’t as smart as him, but considering how high that bar was, he was willing to go with someone passionate about learning.

“Oh my god would you?” You grabbed him by the arm and hugged it just from the pure excitement of having what you had recently learned was the best scientist at your school, actually offering to help you.

“Yeah, I have time later this evening for a full break down. For now,” he looked at the note book again, trying to focus elsewhere or just anywhere that wasn’t your body pressed against his. He definitely had gotten your attention now. And your proximity had his trying to drift away from the task at hand. “You need to re-check your equations. You’re skipping a step and that’s why these aren’t coming out right. Here,” he pointed to the place you were skipping it at, and felt you lean closer to him to look at the work. “Just look back at your book and redo them. I’ll check them again later.”

“Thank you Senku, I mean it. Here,” you quickly ripped a piece of paper and scratched out your phone number on it. “Text me when and where, I’ll be there for the study date.” He took the paper, a sense of accomplishment flooding through him as he heard you say ‘date’. It obviously wasn’t a real date, but it definitely meant his plan was working.

“I got to go, but before I do, do you want another candy?”

~~

Hours later Senku found himself standing in your room, watching as you tried to set up your bed for a decent studying area. Down side of a dorm room, even if you didn’t have a roommate you still had no room besides your bed for the both of you to sit. Once you had everything set up you sat down and motioned him over.

“We could have went to my place, I rent an apartment” Senku felt like it was a good time to slip that in, hoping that wasn’t too forward of him even though he was now sitting in your bed with you.

“Ha, yeah next time we can just go there” you handed him your note book with all of the updated equations after he had pointed out your mistake. He opened up the notebook and carefully check each one, making sure everything was right before grinning at you.

“Ten billion points, all of them are correct” he sat the notebook down and open up your textbook, which you had a bookmark in for the chapter you were on.

“Thanks to you, I would’ve been stuck on that the whole time” you leaned in to look at the pages with him, “I don’t know how you do this constantly.”

“Science is fun, once you get into it. You could make just about anything you wanted with a basic understanding of a few concepts.” He didn’t move away like he usually would when someone got into his personal bubble, instead he just placed a hand on your bed behind you so you could get closer.

“You’re gonna have a lot to show me if you want me to understand any of this.” You hummed as you flipped a page and then flipped back, “it reads like someone through random words at a page.”

“I’ll help you, here slide me that paper” Senku picked up a couple of your pens and once you gave him a sheet he started drawing out a road map for you to follow along with, breaking down each step for you and how it all came together at the end. You followed along with his notes a lot better than you ever had in class, which was as he put it ‘exhilarating’.

“I think I need you to do this with me for every chapter” you watched as he started another road map for the next chapter after only looking at it for a second, “I didn’t mean you had to right now!”

“It’ll be here when you get stuck next week though” he tucked the road map into the book and went back to the one you were on.

“How did I ever do this class without you” you laughed and watched as he wrote out several problems for you, and your excitement dropped. “Ahhh not practice questions”

“Repetition is good for you” he looked up from the pages and sucked in a quick breath, realizing your face was only inches away from his. He had gotten caught up in the science work and had momentarily forgotten he was here with you. “If you get them right I can give you a reward.”

“What kind of reward?” Your eyes flicked up to him and a blush quickly spread on your face at the proximity, but neither of you leaned away from one another. Crazy thoughts about the reward that he meant instantly started to run through your head.

“I brought that candy” his eyes flicked to his bag, even though he really wanted to suggest something else as the reward. But he was trying to get a feel for this situation. He didn’t want to misread the situation and blow it when he’d finally gotten closer to you. He wasn’t going to admit how long he had been subtly entering your life. Months ago he had noticed you and just thought you were interesting, but as you noticed you more it had evolved into a crush. He had put off trying to get your attention, assuming it would be out of his abilities. Until he remembered psychology was a perfect plan, of course. And after all of that work he was sitting in your room inches away from you. He didn’t want to rush the experiment.

“Mm, okay. Good enough I guess” you seemed almost disappointed in the reward, which he found weird since you were always excited about it before. Maybe you had finally crossed into the part of the experiment where the positive stimuli wasn’t needed anymore. It was a bit degrading for him to just be the neutral stimulant, but he had accepted that so far. He watched as you took the papers and started to work out each equation. Had he blown a good moment to hit on you? He wasn’t exactly skilled in this after all. Once you had a couple done you paused and looked up at him.

“I did these, I want my reward now.” Senku couldn’t help but laugh and took the book from you and looked them over. He felt your breathe hitting his bare neck as you leaned in and watched, even if he wasnt writing anything down. It drove him crazy, the closeness, and the way you kept teasing him without even knowing it. He was thankful for the amount of books on his lap, discreetly covering the amount of blood traveling south.

“All correct, you get ten billion points” he moved to grab the candy from his bag, leaning back over once he had it and offered you some. You took one, looking disappointed again at the reward.

“Mmm okay” you popped the candy in your mouth and went back to finish more equations, leaving him to still wonder what you wanted if not that. Then you finished the next equations faster and gave him the boom back. “Done.”

“Faster that time” Senku just chuckled and checked this, but he didn’t see you staring at the paper this time. “All correct, so you get another.” He moved for the bag but your hand shot out and stopped him. He turned back, about to ask you what you were doing but as he did he realized how close together you were now.

“What about a Different reward?” The way you tilted your head, made him feel like you had figured something out.

“Like wha-“ then you leaned in and kissed him, stopping him from being able to ask what different reward you wanted, because you clearly wanted to kiss him. He leaned into you and kissed back, the hand he was using to prop himself up coming to wrap around you instead. As soon as his arm was around you he felt you push him back against the bed.

“I think this one is a better positive reinforcement” and then you were on top of him, straddling him even, and kissing him again. His brain worked over time to make sense of your lips moving against his. He hadn’t thought you would make a move on him, he had been trying to account for everthing and this hadn’t been apart of it. He moved and grabbed your hips with his hands, pulling you in closer.

“Definitely better” Senku gasped as he broke the kiss, his eyes trailing over you and taking in how you straddled his hips.

“I know” you leaned down and kissed his jaw. Senku had to lean his head back as he let you trail you lips down his jaw and to his throat. His chested heaved as you kept kissing him. Was this really happening? Were you really doing this to him? “I can’t stand when people drag things out.”

“Ah, like this?” He pulled you back into another heated kiss, letting his hands finally slide up your body. He pushed the shirt you wore up and felt the hot skin underneath his hands. He couldn’t help the way he kept seeking more of you, he wanted all of you and he was so, so close to getting that.

“Do you…” you paused as you moved to catch your breathe, “do you want to do more than this?” You were trying to be nice and figure out how far he wanted to go. If he said he wanted to stop now you would. Making out with him was plenty, but you couldn’t help but wonder if it could be more.

Senku responded by flipping the both of you, putting him on top.

“I think that’s a good idea.” Senku leaned down and kissed under your ear, “I think you deserve it for all the hard work you’ve put in today.” His hand trailed down to your shorts, his hand shaking with nerves as he started to palm you. He had read up on all of the places to touch that would send pleasure through you. He watched your expressions as he undid your shorts and pushed his hand into your underwear. The heat he felt from your body already made him feel more confident as he found the right spot to circle with his finger.

“Condoms?” He breathed out as he slipped his fingers up and down, slowly. You were slowly moving your hips in time with his finger, grinding against it.

“I don’t have any” you cursed, still moving your hips in time with his movements as he slipped a finger inside of you. “Fuck, I wish” you groaned as he started stretching you.

“Alright, I’ll make do” Senku really, really didn’t want to throw away the chance to fuck you. He couldn’t get you out of his head. It would be risky, the odds of him not pulling out in time weren’t great. But he didn’t care. You were soaking his hand already, what would it be like to bottom out in you?

“Shit, okay” you clamped a hand over your mouth, preparing to smother out your moans. But he took your hand and pinned it down next to you, a smirk on his face that told you he had other plans.

“You don’t have a roomate. And I wanna hear you,” he curled his finger, pressing against a spot deep in you that made his name slip off your tongue. “Fuck, there you go” he groaned, the way you said his name while squeezing him made him want to jump straight into it. He wanted to know how loud you would get once he was fully in you. How fucked out could he get you before finishing inside- no, not inside. He had to keep that in mind.

You moved your hand forward and started to palm him over his pants, feeling how big he was. Almost too much to fit in one hand you decided. Why did such a nerdy guy need that? You weren’t complaining, especially once he started undoing his pants.

“Take them off” he pulled his hand out of your shorts and tugged on them, working on his own pants as his eyes bore into you. Those crimson eyes made you squirm with the intensity behind them. But you listened and slipped out of your clothes until you were laying in front of him, completely naked on the bottom half of your body. His hand connected with you again, spreading you open as he guided himself up and down, teasing you.

“It’s not nice to-“ you cut yourself off with another loud moan as he slipped inside of you, taking it slow to either let you adjust or to watch you. With the way he grinned each time you let out a cry, you suspected it was the latter.

“You seem sensitive” Senku liked that, if you were sensitive it meant it would be easier to figure out how to please you. “Is this your first time or something?”

“No, yours?” By the way he blushed and looked away, you took that as a yes. Interesting, you thought, he seemed so confident. His confidence wasn’t in vain though, because as soon as he felt you relax under him he started to thrust in and out. He took his time to watch and see what made you louder and what left you quiet, and soon figured out the right pacing. It was rough on him, he had little stamina after all, but he didn’t want to disappoint you so he took up a slow and hard method. Each time you let out a gas he leaned down to kiss you again, whispering about how cute you looked.

Once he had that down he started to rub circles on you again, liking them way you started to shake under him and grab his shoulder like your life depended on it. He felt himself start to slip out of a more scientific mind, losing track of observing you and instead just started rutting into you. He really, really had to remind himself not to cum into you. But you were clenching him perfectly, better than anything he had tried on himself. Just don’t, he closed his eyes and felt himself hit that same spot earlier that you liked. So he did it again, and again. Each time sent you both shuddering. You felt so soft in his arms, so cute the way you trembled. Would it hurt to finish inside, really?

Yes. Yes it was a bad idea. But the noises bouncing off your dorm walls made him not trust his judgement at all.

And then he felt your wrap your legs around his hips and he lost it. Hee started spilling out everything in his head, how he wanted to do this next time, how wet you were for him, how maybe if you passed your next test he would eat that pretty-

“Senku, fuck fuck, I can’t-“ and he knew you were coming because your legs wrapped tighter and you dug your nails into his shoulder, right before you started milking him dry. Literally. As soon as he heard you speak again he felt himself start to finish. He didn’t bother pulling out, just letting you both enjoy the feeling as he slowed his thrusts, both of you riding your highs. Once you were done he couldn’t hold himself up so he collapsed next to you, his lungs were deeply regretting the amount of effort this had taken from him.

“What…what did you say your major was again?” He huffed out, the question popping up in his head was random, but he had been wondering.

You had asked him ‘let’s get out here’ but you forgot the crucial detail called: his friends. As soon as you had tried to get him alone on a place much better than that hallway, Taiju and Chrome had swung open the apartment door and interrupted the tension between you two.

“Oh my god were you two-“ Chromes mouth hung open as soon as he took in the information infront of him, namely the disheveled appearance Senku had with your lipstick marks all over him. But he was interrupted before he could even finish his sentence.

“Senku! What are you doing?” Taiju rushed his friend and looked back and forth at you and Senku, “you shouldn’t treat a woman like this! You have no respect for women” right, Senku thought. Taiju would be mad at him for this. The guy got upset anytime he thought someone was disrespectful to women. He had a good heart, just apparently not working eyes since Senku was clearly the one being seduced here. He caught your eyes, and could see you were loving him getting chastised because of you.

“I had no respect? You should see what she-“ Senkus words were muffled as Taiju clamped a hand over his mouth and refused to let him say anything rude about a lady. Some lady, he thought back to how you were treating him moments ago, she was perfectly fine with teasing me in a hallway.

“What’s all this?” Shit. Right. You been brought here by someone Senku did actually care about upsetting. Not because of their friendship or because he had thought you were dating Tsukasa, but if there was someone here who actually could hurt him for his apparent disrespect of you, it was Tsukasa.

“Oh hey, sorry I just came out here to talk to him” you were playing so innocent, despite the evidence around you that you had not been acting that way. “Is the party over?” You had come here with Tsukasa after all, and it would be polite to try and talk to him yourself rather than letting him just figure things out.

“No it isn’t we-“ chrime was cut off again. Why did he try, if everyone around him was louder or taller and speaking he got drowned out.

“Yes, it is.” Tsukasa held out his hand to you and expected you to take it, “I’ll get you home.” You took his hand and couldn’t help but notice the look he shot Senku. He seemed somewhere between disappointment and upset. But regardless of what it was, he started leading you down the opposite side of the hallway.

“Dude, since when is Tsukasa mad at you?” Chrome finally got to say something fully, and just looked over at his friend who was watching you leave.

“I don’t know,” Senku didn’t get it. Why was Tsukasa mad at him for kissing you? If you’d been dating he would get it, but you insisted that you were just friends. But then what was his problem with you two kissing? Senku felt like he was missing something and that upset him, he didn’t like being in the dark. He was always the smartest one in the room, and right now it felt like he was missing something.

~~

“I don’t think you should get involved with Senku” Tsukasa had decided he was walking you home, not that it was far away and this wasn’t a bad area, but he was very clear about why he was doing. And you couldn’t convince or persuade him otherwise wise, so here you were.

“What? He’s a nice guy” you whipped your head up to look at Tsukasa, why was he suddenly saying this? “And your friend, apparently. So what is the problem?”

“He is my friend, and I’ve never once seen him date anyone. You deserve to find a partner who will put your first. Science will always be first to Senku.” Tsukasa was genuinely just worried for his friends. He didn’t want to see you both get involved and then have a falling out that would, in his mind, upset you much more than it would Senku. He had a deep respect for the guy, but he knew Senku had a limited emotional reserve. He worried your relationship would run its course much faster for Senku, and leave you upset. “As your friend I think you should look for someone better matched to you.”

“What, am I not smart enough for him?” You were getting upset at him, why did he get a right to dictate how your relationship with someone would go? He didn’t know what either of you felt for the other. Plus, this mad you feel like a child being chastised for acting irresponsibly.

“No, you are very smart. You are also a very kind and loving person. You would only end up hurt by him.” He really didn’t want to tell you he thought Senku was just experimenting with you. He dint think Senku was the type of guy to do that, but he was a scientist. Maybe this was his way of testing some theory he had?

“I think you’re just upset. I am sorry I left the party” you gave him a pat on the shoulder, “I didn’t mean to leave you stranded in there.”

“I was fine.” He had been worried about what Senku meant, actually meant, when he had said he was tired of that game. This man had no context, so once again he was assuming the worst of Senku.

“Ah you missed me, that’s what it was.” You seen your apartment ahead and moved faster than him and went ahead, “I got it from here! And i mean that both for the walk to the door and the other things you mentioned. I’ll be fine!”

He really hoped you knew what you were getting into. He didn’t want to be stuck between a break up between two friends of his. He would also feel bad for the punch he would throw at Senku if he was right and you were being used.

~~~

You had expected to see a text when you got home from Senku, but he hadn’t messaged you at all that night. That was fine, it was late and you would always see him again later. You would just text him in the morning.

You: good morning

Senku: are you actually dating Tsukasa?

This again. You could understand why he was worried about it, he didn’t want to help someone cheat, and he certainly didn’t want to do that to his friend. And you were sure Tsukasa’s adamant attitude about you leaving together last night didn’t make it seem like a friend thing.

You: ask him yourself if you need to, but no, I am not dating him.

Senku: then why did he look so upset at us kissing?

He was relieved, more so than he could articulate. He probably should’ve believed you, but he hadn’t ever seen Tsukasa that mad at him.

You: he thinks you’re gonna break my heart

Shit, that would do it. It made sense that he would be protecting his friend, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit hurt that his own friends didn’t trust him to be good to a romantic partner.

Senku: do you?

You: I think you’re kinda a loser, and you seem obsessed with me.

Senku really, really wanted to have you here with him. Why did you calling him a loser cause a twitching in his pants?

You: it’s cute though, so I’m interested.

Senku: when can I see you?

~~~

He had asked when he could see you, but he had no idea about how to date someone. He wasn’t sure it was supposed to be like this.

“I think this may be a bit- fuck, okay okay sorry” he was gripping the bookshelf behind him as you sat on your knees in front of him, sucking on his length. When he tried to say this may not be the best place, seeing as this was a library at your school, but the second he tried you just took him as far down your throat as you could manage. He slipped his hands into your hair, tangling it as he felt you moving your head back and forth. This was public, maybe too public for him. But he hadn’t really tried to stop you either. At best he thought he might’ve said ‘oh, that’s an idea’. Which if you had taken it sarcastically would mean it was a bad idea.

You hadn’t, and he really didn’t want to stop you, so here you were. The best he could do now was control the sounds he was making. He knew if he glanced down he would see you, watching him through hooded eyes. He felt your tongue gliding across him in ways that made it very hard to stay quiet. And he hadn’t to stay quiet. You said there weren’t cameras but there could be people.

He dared to look down and watch you, but realized it was a mistake when you put him all the way down your throat again. He quickly looked back up at the ceiling and kept telling himself to not finish fast, you’d barely been at this for five minutes and he was repeating that phrase over and over in his head. His stamina was terrible, but you didn’t need to find that out this earlier into a date.

Right, this had been a date.

You were both busy college students so a cute library date sounded ideal. You moaned on him, your eyes falling closed as you felt him leaking precum in your mouth. Why did he taste so good? You braced yourself against his thighs, which flexed and shook under your hands.

“I’m sorry, I-“ he grabbed your head and pushed you down onto him until he was fucking your face, slowly spilling into your mouth with each thrust. He hadn’t meant to give you such little warning, but you didn’t seem to mind. You just took everything and swirled your tongue over him a couple of more times until he was fully putting his weight on the shelves. Then you pulled your mouth off of him, wiping it with the back of your sleeves before standing up.

“I can’t believe anyone thought I was the pervert.” He chuckled as he tucked himself back into his pants, watching as you fixed your hat back into place and acted so casual it was hard to believe what you had just been doing.

“You are the guy who was jerking off to my mere presence” you pointed out as your hands draped around his neck, smiling at him. “And probably still will, even if we are dating.”

“Are we dating? Is this still a date?” He leaned forward until your foreheads were pressed against each other, your chest heaving against his as you both embraced.

“Of course it is, I just had to get that out of the way.” Yea, if anyone thought Senku was the concerning one here, they were incredibly wrong. You had come into his life and turned it upside down, and kept surprising him. He wasn’t going to use you and leave you, he wasn’t even sure at this point he would be able to pry himself away from your side if he was forced to. The man was completely whipped.

No plot just smut.

Warnings: breeding kink, sex, dirty talk, ooc senku? Not sure. Reread it, definitely sure

Yes, he understood that he was thousand of years in the future. And yes, he understood that he took over as village chief. He had been there for both events, he knew they had happen okay? He wasn’t sure why it felt like lately everyone has tried to remind him that he was in a different time than when he left. He could see that, everything around him has back to the stone world and if he wanted something done better or smarter he had to be the guy to start it.

He didn’t know however, that when he took on village cheif he took on all the responsibilities of chief. Like the responsibility to produce an heir.

It was crazy. He was a man from the past who woke up from a stone statue, and they still wanted to require something as barbaric as having an heir to take over for him when he died. By the time he died he planned to have society back to where it was before he was petrified, so what good would having some child running around with his dna be?

And that’s when he realized they might’ve been onto something. He was the smartest guy in this stone world, and his dna would’ve been the best there was. If he somehow failed at his goal, which was unlikely but he always liked to plan ahead, his child would be the next best savior of humanity. He owed it to the village to at least hear them out, didn’t he?

Then they had immediately made him regret it. How about Our priestess? They seemed to forget he’d married and divorced her already

Oh, okay. What about Kohaku? He knew at this point that their reasons and his weren’t going to aline, and thus neither would their picks for his partner. He shut down their selection team almost immediately as it formed, telling them he had already picked who he was going to ask.

They were not happy when he picked another outsider, let alone the fact that it was you.

You had been freed from the stone relatively soon after he took over the Tsukasa empire, so most of the people around didn’t know much about you. You were new and different and by their standards a terrible pick.

Senku however, hadn’t even considered a different option.

He wasn’t a sexually enthusiastic guy to begin with. That’s why he’d put this conversation off for so long anyway. But when they had freed you from the stone he had realized maybe he wasn’t so willing to die a virgin. He at least wanted to die having seen you naked, just once would’ve been fine. He’d gotten lucky that you were smart, and he could use you to push his goals along faster. And it was an excuse to have you work beside him late at night, and provide him a way to start working on something between you to.

He’s started small, just little comments here and there about how you were prettier than the women around, or how he didn’t mind sharing his late nights as long as he had you to share them with. Then he got bolder, ‘accidentally’ letting his hand rest on your ass as he would explain the next road map they needed to under take. Sometimes even pressing himself up behind you in a hug when he got tired and needed to close his eyes. He figured if you werent interested In him you’d make it clear.

But you only matched his energy, making him slowly step up the game he was playing each time. He almost slipped up once during a meeting with everyone and found his hand traveling to squeeze your ass absentmindedly as he talked, and you had just discreetly handed him something from behind you and helped him play it off. Once everyone was out of the room you just gave him a wink before leaving.

So yeah, he wanted you, if he was going to pick anyone.

He told the elders of the village he had someone picked out and he’d let them know in a couple months if they had an heir or not. They figured they’d get to make their suggestions then, if it failed.

He knew he’d just keep trying to knock you up until it finally took. Trial and error was apart of science after all.

And he definitely wanted to run those experiments with you. He just had to get you on board.

He decided he’d bring it up tonight while you helped him sketch out a new map based on the photos they had from the balloon, you were already going to be alone with him for hours that night so why waste a good opportunity when he had one?

He stood there, looking over your shoulder as he watched you trace lines and give him a smaller version of the big map to work with. He would need a hand held one to cross check eventually, after all no one expected him to carry the huge one around. His eyes wandered over your body, taking in the way it curved and dipped as you bent over the table. Shame that wasn’t a peak position for breeding you, he may still have to try it eventually, just to double check. While you were focused on getting every detail right, putting your artistic talents to good use for the kingdom of science, he pulled your hips back until they were flush against his own. He’d have to do research to find out why he was so physically attracted to you eventually, the question nagged in his head when he felt an erection starting up just because of something you did. He took in the way you let out a gasp, moving your hips side to side as you felt him slowly grinding up against you.

“So, the village wants me to have a kid.” He tried to sound casual, but the way he rolled his hips in time with yours made it anything but. “Are you opposed to helping me with that? You always say you would do anything for science.” He listened to your quiet whimpers, each one earned after a particularly placed thrust connected with you.

“Whatever you need Senku” you had hummed, letting the man behind you play with your body as your shaky hands tried to continue drawing the landscapes you were working so hard on. He just let out an approving hum as he had pulled your clothes off and stuffed his cock in you, taking in the way you squeezed him automatically from the sudden intrusion.

“Good, cause I think a head start is exactly what I was needing right now.”

Then the village elders got mad at him again.

Apparently he was supposed to marry whoever he had picked, and once word got out that you were walking around sporting bite marks on your shoulder after a particularly long late night work session, they raised their concerns.

“Fine by me, I’m the village leader so I guess that gives me the power to marry us huh?” He had just laughed and moved on, telling them that he would be taking a night away with his new wife to ‘have our honey moon, duh’.

Which lead you to where you were now, his observation tower. No one had been in the village since the attack on the empire had been successful, so you were completely alone under the stars for the time being. It also meant he didn’t need to worry about keeping a hand on your mouth to quiet you down as he pumped himself in and out of you. It was a helpful new addition to his efforts, he had been dying to try a new position that was literally called a mating press. For good reason, he knew. It should be the optimal way to breed you, and he was taking advantage. He knew the likely hood of going on a long sea trip with a pregnant wife wasn’t great, so he hoped to get you knocked up before that. He’d have plenty of time for you to give birth and you could all go across the world together. It all wrapped up in a neat little bow, so he was determined to make it happen.

“S-Senku” you gasped as you felt him sliding into you again, for the second time already tonight. He couldn’t help himself. He literally couldn’t, since he had went ahead and created an aphrodisiac just for this trip. He smirked at how your legs were trembling under his hands, and how soft your thighs felt as he pushed them up against you with his body.

“Yeah sweetheart?” His voice was shaky, he didn’t have the stamina to keep up with his own sex drug, because of course he didn’t. He really hoped you could lend a hand if this didn’t take care of the burning you both had from it. Everything was Hot to the touch, his own body and yours included. Each time you grabbed his arms, you trailed your fingers over his chest it felt like it was searing him, and it only made him shove deeper inside of you.

“I think I love you” you admitted to him. He would’ve normally paused and taken in the words, but right now he felt like his body would burn him alive if he didn’t cum again soon. And probably another time after that. He snapped his hips sharply into yours, making yet another moan bounce off the walls of his precious observatory. He had been nice enough to think ahead and pack some blankets up here, trying to make it a comfortable endeavor.

“I love you too, if that-“ he grunted as he felt you clenching in the exact way he had memorized by now, it meant you were close to cumming again. “Wasn’t obvious already. Did you think I’d be stuffing you like a whore if I didn’t?” His words were filthy, and it made you a blushing mess to the point you avoided eye contact. Even without you looking at him he could tell when he said something right, your body gave away that information freely to him. “Ah, do you like when I call you a whore? Or is it when I talk about spilling inside of you?” You buried your face in your hands, though it did nothing to muffle the loud moans he was getting out of you. He knew you so well, so he knew you were right at the edge.

“Do you have a breeding kink, is that it?” He genuinely hadn’t thought to consider it. He had his reasons obviously, and it hadn’t occurred to him to question your eagerness to help him. “That’s it, mmm I can tell by the way you’re about to cum on me that’s what it is, just go ahead” he cursed as you did exactly that. It felt like you were clamping down on him in an attempt to milk him dry. And who was he but a gentleman? He spilled into you for the second time tonight alone, being careful to keep still on you so that it all stayed where it was.

“Did you have to be so good at making an aphrodisiac?” You groaned as you rolled your hips into his again, the same thing that had started round two. “Can’t you just do something scientific half assed?”

“Science is absolute, can’t half ass work and expect results.” He finally pulled out of you, a smirk plastered on his face as he watched the mess it made. He laid down on his back, appreciating the blankets more so now that he was laying on them. He felt you climb on top of him and just looked up at you, glad that you weren’t expecting more Stamina from him tonight.

Someone requested an enemies to lovers and I cannot help but oblige.

Warnings: unprotected sex, reader smacks him, mentions of other activities, mdni

Ishigami Senku, the bane of your existence. Everything you did, everything you said, he found a way to spin it and argue with you about it. You suggest a solution to the villages newest problem? He found several flaws in it. Try to cheer someone up? He’d point out how redundant it was to worry about something when you couldn’t fix it. It was like he was trying to get under your skin, and he had. His mere presence soured your mood for an entire afternoon.

It hadn’t gotten better once the village moved into the Tsukasa empire territory. One might think the extra space would give you a break and let you two stay far, far away from each other. Nope! Somehow you were needed by his side more than before. Not that either of you had asked for that. In fact you’d been pretty loud about your annoyance with everything.

“Oh great, she’s back” Senku groaned to himself as you came back over and dropped the supplies he had asked for at his feet, unceremoniously at that.

“Great to see you too” you rolled your eyes, tired of having to be near this guy day in and day out. “Can I go now or do you need me to explain how a hot air balloon works too?”

“If I wanted it explained to me by someone with a five year olds understanding I’d just go ask Magma.” He responded as he picked up everything. He glanced up at you and just grinned, not that you were looking. He loved seeing how upset he could make you, it gave him a sense of fun he hadn’t been able to find anywhere else. He considered it like a game. How upset could you really get before you exploded, yelling at him until your voice went out.

“How about I just leave you here and let you figure out how to get this thing in the sky? Best of luck, I’m not sure you have experience getting anything up.” You glanced down at his crotch, and back to his face to emphasize your point.

“Is your best response really going to be implying I have erectile disfunction?” He rubbed the back of his neck and shot you a look as he stood up, “sorry princess, everything works down there. Just isn’t exactly anything exciting to look at around here. Present company included.” He turned back to the balloon and set back to working on getting it ready to go. Maybe the last line was a bit harsh, but it certainly had the results. He could hear you stomp your foot and yell at him, before marching off. He looked at Ryusui, who had watched the whole thing unfold with wide eyes.

“Are you two fucking?” Senku choked on his spit, having to double over and cough as he heard that. “If you aren’t, I want a woman with that much fire.”

“Best of luck, she’s about as sweet as the sea water.” He pulled the fabric for the ballon up and inspected it, making sure everything was done right so it could actually lift off.

“Then what did I just watch?” Ryusui shook his head and went back to packing the basket for the trip they were about to go on. “Cause that was a very confusing dance to watch.”

Later that night Senku was looming over his rough drawing of the land around them, trying to make a game plan for which direction they needed to go in.

“Is that your self portrait or?” You asked as you came in, staring in disgust at his shitty map. “I think the head is too small, personally.”

“It’s a map, obviously” he grunted from his chair in front of the table, trying to use the make shift compass Chrome had made to keep track of north as he drew out the land from memory alone. “And my head isn’t big, you just have massive eyes.”

“That isn’t how eyes work and you know that, your insults are degrading.” You tapped a spot on the map, leaning over to look closer. “I’d say this must be an off day, but I think this one is just on you. You forgot a valley here.”

“I wasn’t including the valley because it’s most likely changed in 3000 years” he seethed out, barely casting a glance up. Once he did he groaned, and snatched the charcoal pencils he had made away from you. “Don’t touch anything you’ll just mess it up.”

“Says the guy who nearly gets shot everytime a fight breaks out.” You stretched out your arms and his eyes flicked to watch the way your shirt came up, exposing your stomach and a peak under your shirt.

“How about you stop trying to flash me? I told you earlier I’m not interested woman” he might have been interested, but he found you far too easy to mess with to toy with any thoughts of how your body looked. He had mental games to play after all.

“If I was going to seduce you Senku I’d say something stupid, like ‘oh Senku, I don’t understand how this ship we are building is gonna stay afloat. Won’t you teach me? I’m just so naive and stupid I need a big smart man like you’” you moved your voice up an octave and placed the back of your hand against your forehead as you mocked him, “we both know you get off on the stupidity of people around you.”

“If that was true, why am I not always hard when you talk? You are a reminder of how our society had smart and dumb people alike.” He felt great, seeing the heat rising to your face as he spat insult after insult at you. You were really mad this time, he could tell it.

“Like you’re so high and mighty” you moved forward and stab a finger at his chest, pushing him back in the chair as you did it. He grabbed your wrist and held it where it was, but that didn’t stop you from continuing your onslaught. “I’m tired of hearing you degrade me like I’m some worthless idiot, I’m a scientist too and a damn good one. Maybe if you stopped and tried to talk to people instead of talking Down to them you’d notice things like that.” His grip on your had got tighter, his chest rising and falling faster as he got angry at you as well.

“What about you huh? You prance along like you’re so perfect. Congrats, you have half a brain cell and tits. It doesn’t make you the best thing to enter this village.” He let his eyes fall to your chest, and just scoffed. “Not even that nice a pair of I said so myself.”

Then, you slapped him.

Senku caught your other hand as it crashed against his cheek and held yanked you onto his lap. He held both your wrists in a tight grasp and just glared at you.

“Hit me again” you blinked, then blinked again as you heard his words. You were caught off guard, not just because of what he said but also because you were stuck straddling him now. You tried to struggle out of his grasp and he just held tighter. “I said, hit me again woman. You’re so angry at me go ahead and take it out. Or can you not do that right either?” He let one of your hands go and sat back, waiting to see what you were going to do now that he had challenged you.

So you slapped him again, and you heard him laugh.

“What’s so funny about telling me to hit you? I did it, but that has to hurt.” You wanted to get up and storm out of here. You were so tired of this, of him. You just wanted to be respected for your work and not have to deal with him constantly bringing you down or mocking you. He just always had something to say and always made it your problem and you were done.

“I told you to get your anger out and that’s it? One hit? I feel like I’ve been worse than that.” The look he had on his face as he said that pissed you off more. He looked like he was enjoying this, taking joy in the way you got upset and angry. “Come on sweetheart, that all you got?” You could feel how hard he was breathing, the movement pressing against you since he would t let you move.

“Don’t call me sweetheart” you wanted him to be quiet, and just leave you alone for five minutes. Was that so much to ask? Why did he have to be so, so..

“Fuck this” you leaned forward and crashed your lips against his, biting down on the soft skin. His free hand wrapped around you til his hand was holding onto the lower part of your back. He pulled you against him and you finally seemed to notice something you’d missed during your argument.

Senku was hard.

You groaned as you started to rock your hips back and forth against his erection, taking in how nice it felt as it slipped back and forth under you. Had he been enjoying your fighting? This much? You bit down on his lip again and enjoyed the noise it earned you. You pulled away to look at him, and you confirmed your suspicions. The look in his eyes was full of lust, causing you to grin as you kept grinding on him. His eyes were screwed shut, and he kept letting out small whines each time you made contact again.

“You said for me to take out my anger right? Best medicine is sex.” You grabbed his face and kissed him again with force. He matched your energy eagerly. He had wondered how long it would take you to finally do something about his remarks, and this was the best outcome he could’ve hoped for.

“Here?” He had to ask, curiosity was killing him. Were you going to fuck him in his own lab, the same lab you’d been kicked out of before. By him, no less.

“If you’re not happy about that I can go, I’m sure my fingers can do just as good as your dick.” You couldn’t help it. Arguing with him came second nature by now after all. But Senku didn’t want you to go, he wanted you to use him. That’s why he had asked you to.

“Don’t test that theory,” he bucked up into you, feeling the heat pooling in between your legs already. “P-please. Just, ah fuck, fuck” he lost his train of thought, the way you were grinding on him was sending him into a spiral. “Wanna feel you.”

“Fine, fine.” You hummed as you lifted yourself up and slipped your clothes off of your body. His eyes bore into you as he took in how gorgeous your naked body was, particularly your chest. You rolled your eyes and took one of his hands and placed it on one of your tits. “Figures you’d want to touch these, with how much you made fun of them.” He squeezed hard, causing you to let out a string of lewd moans as he started playing around with the nipple. He pinched it between his fingers and his lips parted to let his tongue wet them as he couldn’t take his eyes off of how your breasts.

“Can I fuck these later?” He quietly asked, still experimenting with what made you moan and squirm on his lap.

“Let’s see how good you do here” you purred into his ear as you worked on getting his dick free. As soon as the cool air touched his dick he let out another whine. “Are you sensitive?”

“Y-yeah, I guess so” he panted out, bucking into your hand as you stroked him. He was thick, and so veiny. You wanted to stuff him inside of you and ride him til you were coming, feeling how each inch hit the deepest he could. “Ah, can you please just-“ you slipped him inside of you, only the tip but his voice cracked as he felt the heat wrapping around him. You grinned and pushed him further in until you were fully seated on his length. You felt so full with him trying to buck into you, desperately wanting more from you. You obliged and started bouncing on him, the wet smacks echoing off the walls of his lab. God, that’s right. You were fucking him in his own lab that he so carefully kept people out of. Now you had him under you, a white ring of your fluids pooling at the base of his cock.

“Hmm Senku, do you think you could cum?” You licked under his ear, sucking a cute little mark as he struggled to find his words.

“‘ wanna fill you up” a sharp cry gave from him as you bit down again on his neck. “Please, please i wanna cum in you. Just see it- ahhh god I’m close, you’re clenching me so good” he leaned his head back and let you have full access to his neck, which had start to get red from the blush he wore all over him now.

“You wanna fill me?” You cooed and started bouncing faster on him, feeling him slip deeper and hit a spot in you that made you see stars, “such a filthy thought for you.”

“Need it” he bucked into you, his thighs clenching as he felt himself about to snap, “need to feel it leak out of you, please just let m-me.”

“Go on then, do what you want to.” That’s all it took for him to suddenly push you up onto the table, knocking over graphs and papers as he fucked himself into you as hard as he could. The table groaned each time his hips snapped back into yours, jostling you and making you scream his name.

“Shhh, I’m gonna cum, just stay quiet and let me- fuck, ohh fuck like that, just like that yes yes-“ he felt you coming around him, clenching him in ways he had never imagined feeling. You were so much better than his hand, he couldn’t take it. He spilled inside of you, feeling each rope shoot deep in you. He couldn’t take still feel himself twitching as he laid his head down on your chest, his raspy voice barely audible when he tried to speak.

I like to come out swinging anytime I do anything

As a warning this was originally wrote as a part three for a fic, but then i decided I wanted to rewrite the part three. But I also didn’t want this to just sit unread forever so I have edited it to be more of a one shot.

Warnings: sex, masturbation, making out, mdni. Just straight smut i wont lie.

You really were going to be the death of him. All it took to have him stumbling over you was a night of drinking? He was so done for. One drink turned to seven quickly with you both teasing and flirting the whole time. He had a crazy high tolerance you found, and it took matching his shots until he was red in the face for you both to cave and try and make it back to your place without causing a scene.

Going back to your place was a blur to him, he was just glad you apparently lived in the same apartment complex as his friends. All he could remember if you asked him later was the elevator ride up three floors from where the party was happening. You had both walked calmly to the elevator, and as soon as the door closed you were kissing him again. He had to lean his head down to catch your lips in his, his hands splaying out over top of your ass as you both pulled each other closer. He knew, looking back, that you had pulled his shirt out from the tucked in position it had been in his pants. Just so you could push your hand up underneath the fabric and feel how hot his skin was under your touch. Then the dinging sound had come from the elevator and you both pulled away and tried to fix your appearances. It was late, but there was always a chance of running into someone. Once the door opened you pulled him down the hall to your place. You struggled to get the keys out of your pockets as he hugged you from behind and sucked marks on your skin. He felt like he was acting uncharacteristically bold for his usual self, but that was probably the alcohol in his system. Once the door was open you pulled him inside and shut the door behind you. Then you were kissing again, pressed up against the book shelf by your doorway. His hands were exploring every inch of you that he could get ahold of, like he was trying to remember everything as fast as he could. And he was, he didn’t know what would happen tomorrow when you both were clearer in the head. He didn’t want to forget a second of this, he’d been picturing it too much to throw away this chance he had.

Your hands acted quickly, unbuttoning his shirt and he let it drop off of his shoulders and arms and quickly grabbed your hips again. He just wanted to feel your body on his, that was the only thing he could think of. You let your hands wander all over his body, feeling of each muscle and how they flexed as he moved.

“Bedroom” you gasped as you broke away from the kiss, but he ignored you and started kissing down your neck to your shoulder. You leaned away and pulled your shirt off for him, and he wasted no time in littering your chest with hot kisses that sent you into a whimpering mess with him. You decided to take the initiative and pulled him closer to your bedroom, with him following you so willingly it almost made you laugh. You hadn’t ever seen Senku act so desperate before.

Senku grabbed you by the arm and pulled you back to him, causing you both to stumble until you were falling back on your couch. Lucky that it was here otherwise it would have been the floor, though that probably wouldn’t have stopped either of you right now. You watched as Senku finally paused above you, looking so adorable. He was scanning your body again, taking in everything infront of him. He still had smudges of lipstick on his neck, and he had started to sweat and it coated his chest in small droplets. Then he didn’t move, just stayed where he was above you as if he finally was realizing he didn’t know what to do with you.

“Need help?” You laughed as you undid his pants. His eyes flicked down to watch you slowly undo them and then pull his length out of his boxers. He had been right, it looked very nice in your hands. His pupils looked so blown open you were shocked that you could see any of his red irises. You started to stroke him, getting a feel for how big he was.

“Condoms?” He finally spoke again, his voice coming out in a choke as he bucked into your hand, you’d been edging him too much tonight and he was needing you to get on with it before he came all over your face while sitting on your couch.

“Ah, in my bag” you watched his reactions, noting how he kept having to close his eyes and focus before he could move or speak. Then you heard his phone ringing.

“Answer it” you told him, feeling incredibly bold as you pushed him backwards. Youmoved to straddle him as he fished his phone out of his pocket and checked to see who was calling.

He really didn’t want to answer Taijus call right now, not when you were climbing over him and teasing the tip of him with slowly grinding back and forth on him. But then you moved and clicked answer for him, giving him an evil grin as Taijus loud voice came through the phone.

“Hey” he couldn’t manage any other words, none of his usual greetings, no asking why he was being called. He felt something wet touch his cock and his eyes flicked down to see you had moved your skirt out of the way and apparently slipped your underwear to the side.

“Where did you go? Everyone is looking for you!” Taiju yelled again, noting noticing that Senku hadn’t answered the first time he asked. Senku had to bite down on his lip as he felt you sliding him inside of you slowly.

“Just went home” your hands braced themselves on his chest as you kept slowly working him deeper and deeper inside of you. You were killing him, really. He was getting everything he wanted but had to keep acting like it wasn’t happening.

“Did you see where Chromes friend went? She left right after you and he is worried.” Senku shot you a look, his annoyance at your teasing become more and more apparent. You slide all the way onto him and quickly covered his mouth with your hand, stifling any noises he made when he felt himself bottoming out in you. You waited a moment, before pulling your hand away from his mouth so he could finish the phone call.

“Haven’t seen her, she probably just went home” Senku ignored the phone call, and just hung up and dropped his phone on to the ground below you both. He’d find it later. “Condoms?” He breathed out, his hands finally going to your thighs as he kneaded them, feeling how soft the skin was there.

“Shit, I knew I forgot something.” You pulled off of him, leaving him laying there with a wet dick as you tried to scramble and find one in your bag. He couldn’t help himself, he started to stroke his length as he watched you, loving the view he got as you leaned over him to look. When you moved back you caught him touching himself and just gave him a smirk.

“Seriously can’t wait one second? Fine, don’t let me stop you.” You leaned back and gave him space to keep going. He didn’t move at first, unsure if you were being serious. “Are you shy now?”

Senku started to slowly stroke himself again, watching as you undressed further on top of him. He regretted touching himself when he had the chance to be inside of you. “Can’t you please do something besides just sitting on my legs?”

“Ask nicely” was your response, and he felt precum leak faster onto his fingers.

“Please, just ride me already.” He groaned, annoyed but also pleased that you were making him do this. You leaned down and gave him a kiss, before moving to put a condom on him. At least if he came early he didn’t have to worry about getting you pregnant.

“Wasn’t that hard was it?” You hummed and eased yourself back onto him, he slipped in much easier now that you’d adjusted to him once already. Senku ignored your teasing and experimentally thrusted upwards. Both of you moaned at the sensation and he couldn’t help but grin. He finally got what he wanted, and he was obsessed with the way you felt around him. He moved again, wanting you.

“Can you just ride me- fuck, okay” he cut off his own request with a groan as you started to rock your hips back and forth on him. He held onto your hips as you rode him, occasionally digging his nails into the skin. He let you just enjoy yourself ontop of him, taking pleasure in how good you were feeling more so than his own. He watched you work yourself on his length over and over until he felt like he was finally going to cum. It still felt too soon, but you really had been teasing him all night. Plus he wasn’t known for his stamina.

“Mmm, I think ‘m gonna finish soon” Senku loved the way you laughed at him as he said that. Most guys probably would have been offended but to him, the fact that he was in this position at all made anything you did worth it. You started rocking faster on him, trying to get yourself off faster so you could finish together. He realized what you were trying to do and he moved his hand off your hip and started to rub circles on you. Your head fell forward onto his chest and your quiet whines told him he was doing something right.

He doesn’t int really know what he was saying but he tried to help coach you along, rambling about how he loved the way you felt around him, how he had wanted to do this with you for a while, how he had thought about it every day when the friend group hung out, just thought about stuffing you in that elevator…

You cried out as he met your thrusts and hit deep inside of you, your eyes pricking with tears as he fucked you stupid from below. You were soon dropping tears onto his chest as you tumbled over the edge and came around him. Senku seemed to relax around you as he held your hip down on him, letting the full sensation of you cumming take over his senses. He couldn’t help the way he bucked his hips into you as he felt his release finally come after so long, the feeling no being better than he had expected. You both laid there for a while, letting your highs subside and your heart beats level out.

Then you heard a knock at your door.

And Senku realized he had fucked up on the phone call earlier. He told them you might be at home. And they were looking for you. He quickly sat up and ended up knocking your heads together.

“I think they came looking for you” you both jumped up and grabbed at your clothes, doing your best to clean up and get dressed. Once you were covered you stumbled to the door and opened it to find Chrome on the other side.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” You hoped you came across as calm and collected, even if your legs were shaking from the amount of effort you’d just went through.

“You left an hour ago, I just thought I would come by and check on you.” He checked you over and one hand held up the collar of the shirt you wore, which you then realized was not your shirt. “Is this…”

MDNI, what you intake on the internet is not my responsible

Warning: creampies, breeding(?) Senku being senku. Barely any plot + dialog

Pairing: Senku X Reader (afab) (exchange student who got stuck in japan)

Also happy kinktober!

Trying to become more descriptive in my writing so bare with me..

I recommend listening to Sade when you write romance or smut, it just feels right.

smut:

Hypothetically Speaking, I'm inside you!

What an Invention! (THIS ONE IS SO PEAK)

He'd Never (He Would)

Personal Experiments

Late Night Lessons

talent.

fluff:

Stood Up and Replaced

A Truth Serum

I just kept re reading them because they're that good