Ichiban Kasuga x Fem Reader SMUT
I've recently played Yakuza 7 with my boyfriend and I've come to absolutely love Ichi. But was very disappointed to see very few x reader fics so I figured why not write one of my own, with some spice of course, seeing as many other people feel the same way. This is WAY longer than I anticipated and probably should be in two parts, but im lazy so it's just gonna be a long one so settle in. This is my first time writing on Tumblr so if my format isn't the best I apologize. Minors this isn't for you, please walk away. Enjoy
* Utsukushii: Beautiful (cause you all beautiful babes)
WARNING: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. Contains Smut Mega angst, sad boi hour, depression, mentions of death, slight intoxication, angst to fluff, estranged friends to lovers, spicy, slow burn, age gap, major consent vibes, porn with plot, clothed foreplay (f receiving), wholesome sex (p in v), praise kink, creampie, and cuddles
You settled into the plush cushion of your futon as you flipped to where you last left off of your book. You had finished a brutal eight-day stretch at the convince store you worked at and were looking forward to a couple of days off. You were hoping to get a couple of chapters into your book that was put on hold and just relax, the kettle heating up for a cup of tea, and some soft music for ambiance. You were able to get about six pages in before the sheer whistle of the kettle rang throughout your tiny apartment. You set the book down and made your way to the stove, removing the kettle and pouring the boiling water into the cup before turning the stove off. You grabbed the cup by the handle and went to sit back down, picking up the book once more and letting the now-brewing tea cool. About an hour went by and you were taking in the long-awaited relaxation you'd been craving, only to hear a notification from your phone. Taking a deep, frustrated breath you set the cup down and swiftly grabbed your phone off the coffee table. Your heart sunk a little when you saw his name pop up,
It'd been a little while since the two of you had talked. Not that it was completely by choice, if you had the option to go out and have adventures with the group you'd be more than willing to. But you had an apartment to keep up with, bills to pay, and a job that required a good portion of your time, and Ichi knew that. He respected that you were trying to make it as best you could on your own and that you were trying to be independent. Frankly, that's a decent portion of why you're so fond of him because he's not one to overstep boundaries. However, you wished that were the full reason for not being as present with the group as you'd like to be. The real reason was quite sad and petty in your eyes as you reflected on it, it wasn't just about work or having to pay bills, it was more than that. The truth was, it was how big the group had gotten, and one particular member that had stood out to you.
It wasn't that you disliked the woman, she was sweet, helpful, and genuine with everything and everyone.
But that was exactly what bothered you.
You felt as if you could never compete with her, whether it was with the street fights you got into with the group, spending some downtime with everyone, or whenever it came to Ichi's attention. She seemed to be so taken with him, and him with her, and the fact the two of them ran a business together only added salt to the wound. You didn't want to admit it, but you had grown so jealous of Eri. So much so that you distanced yourself and sorta stopped communicating with everyone. Ichi, always being inclusive, would text you regularly asking you to come to Survive and take some time to catch up. There were a few times here and there when you went and met Zhao and Joon-Gi Han, but other than that you always told him it was never a good time or that you just wanted to get some rest, which wasn't a lie, but not the whole truth either. Tonight would be no different, although you were a bit surprised at the urgency behind the text,
"Hey Y/N, can you come down to Survive tonight, we really need to talk." You sighed trying to think of a response, you really didn't want to go out tonight, but you wanted to be there for him too. Thinking of an alternative to what he offered you began typing,
"Hey Ichi, um as far as going out, tonight's not a good night. But you're more than welcome to drop by my place and chat if you like." You put the phone down and picked up your book again as you waited for a response. Almost immediately he responded,
"Are you sure you can't come to Survive, I feel it'd be best if the whole group were there for what I have to say."
"Tonight's not a good night to go out for me Ichi. If it was I would, you know that. The doors open if you still want to come by" you replied leaving it open-ended. You didn't want to have to stress about trying to look presentable to the group as terrible as it sounded. You loved them all but tonight you didn't have it in you to see them. You were tired, irritated, and just wanted to relax. Not to mention you were in no mood to see Ichi and Eri getting friendly with one another. If it was as important as Ichi said it was, then he'd stop by.
There was no response from him so you assumed he wasn't going to bother stopping in, which hurt, a lot. You turned the lights and music off, closed your book, and just sat in the dark. Tears well up in your eyes as you resist the urge to let them fall. You shouldn't be crying is what you kept telling yourself, you chose not to go, but you couldn't stop the tears from falling. You felt your heart sink deeper into your chest as you thought about the situation more and more, all you wanted was to be able to go and see the group without feeling overcrowded, to see Eri without growing resentment, to see Ichi without sadness in your eyes. You wanted it to be like old times when you first met Ichi. Adachi introduced the two of you not long after Ichi was released from prison, at first you thought he was a really weird, silly guy. But over time his quirks grew on you and you slowly began warming up to him, to the point where you were nearly inseparable. Granted he was a lot older than you, but that didn't matter to you, you were pals and loved him as a person. Until you fell for him, you didn't know how it happened, but it did and it did all at once. The way your heart skipped beats when you two were together, how your cheeks heated up when you two looked at one another, it made you go crazy but in a good way. Which is why it killed you when he and Eri began spending so much time together, but you didn't want to ruin your friendship with him either, you were between a rock and a hard place.
You wiped your tears and planned on heading to bed when there was a harsh knock at the door, causing you to jump.
You took a few deep breaths,
"I'll be right there," you squeaked as you tried to get yourself put together. You approached the door and opened up to see a disheveled Ichi. He was panting, his burgundy suit wrinkled, and the slightest smell of whiskey on his breath.
"May I come in," he asked in between breaths. You moved out of the way and motioned him to come in. He moved past you swiftly and made his way to the futon. You closed the door behind you and took a deep breath as you turned to him. His arms lay at his sides and his head hung over the top of the futon with his eyes closed, looking like he hadn't been this relaxed in days
"Can I make you a cup of tea," you asked not looking him in the eyes. He nodded and you rushed to the kitchen and put the kettle on. You waited until the kettle had reached the point of whistling and poured the water into the cup. Pulling out a green tea bag you plopped it in and made your way back to the living room. Ichi's eyes never left you as you set the cup on the table and sat on the floor across from him. A bit of silence passed before Ichi spoke,
"It's been a while," he said scratching the back of his head awkwardly before picking up his cup and taking a sip. You nodded awkwardly back to him,
"Yeah, been really busy at the shop." You looked down and fiddled with your fingers as he continued to try to make conversation.
"The gang misses you," he said looking at you with a sad expression settling in his eyes. You look up at him to exchange the same response. You missed them too, but you knew it would only cause more pain to see them. You nodded once more not responding this time and went back to fiddling with your hands.
"I miss you," he said looking down at his cup and looking more upset than before. This made your heart ache. You looked at him and put your hand on his, causing him to flinch,
"I've missed you too Ichi, more than you know, it's just been a rough go around lately." He knew what you meant when you said that. He knew the struggles you went through, and how you just wanted to make it on your own. You moved back into your previous sitting position and proceeded to ask,
"What's going on Ichi, your text sounded urgent." He looked up at you and you saw tears beginning to swell in his eyes. What he said next made your heart drop into your stomach,
"Arakawa's dead." His tears began to fall down his cheeks as he put his cup down and buried his face in his arm. Sobs filled to room as he continued,
"My boss, the man who took me in as one of his own, treated me like a son, gone just like that. Shot and thrown into the ocean like trash. We were gonna catch up on all these years we missed Y/N, we had all the time in the world. And now, now he's gone!" You shot up and sat next to him, embracing him as he cried out in pain. You ran your hand through his poofy hair as he rested his face into the crevasse of your neck. Your heart began to race and the heat in your cheeks rose in response, but you managed to hide it.
"I'm so sorry Ichi, I had no idea. If I'd had known sooner I would've come to see you all," you said quietly to him resting your face on his head. There were no words to explain how guilty you felt about the situation. Ichi had mentioned Arakawa a few times in the past and how he was really like a father to him throughout a portion of his life. If you had known it was that important you would've put your pride aside and gone down to Survive to see him.
"I'm so sorry Ichi," was all you could manage to say as you lightly kissed his head and a few tears dripped from your eyes from the immense guilt and grief for him. The both of you sat together and cried for a bit before he picked himself up to look at you. His face was all red and puffy and tears kept falling from his eyes as if they were an overflowing faucet. He took his thumb and wiped away the few tears from your face, looking deep into your eyes. He pulled you into his chest and you wrapped your arms around him,
"I hate seeing you cry," he whispered to you. You gripped his coat as if it were the only thing keeping you alive. He was so kind and caring, even at his lowest, most painful moment, he still took note of your pain. You pulled away to look at him once more, placing your hands on both sides of his face, wiping his tears away as he did yours, your heart beating out of your chest as your eyes met with his grey ones,
"Ichiban," you said giving him a half smile. He brought his hands to yours and began to lean in to close the gap between you. This made you panic and pull back,
"What's wrong," he asked worryingly. You looked away as the sadness flooded in.
"What would Eri say," was the only thing you could ask him at that moment. His face contorted into exaggerated confusion,
"Y/N what are you talking about, why would Eri have anything to do with this?" You froze. Eyes widen and you were almost as confused as he was. He looked at you with the realization of what you thought his and Eri's relationship was,
"Did you think Eri and I were together?" You nodded in embarrassment, your face as red as a tomato. He giggled to himself as he shifted closer to you, pulling you into a hug. You were so confused not sure how to react or respond,
"It was never anything more than us being business partners and friends. I explained to her that we needed to keep our relationship professional and that I had feelings for another woman," he explained to you as he nuzzled his head into your shoulder. Your heart stopped when you heard that last bit. You knew what he meant, and part of you was screaming with joy, while the other was terrified.
"Ichi, when you say there's another woman, do you mean me," you spat out. He pulled away from your shoulder and looked you in the eyes,
"Yes, Y/N, it's always been you," he said swiftly grabbing your cheeks and kissing you. Your eyes widen in surprise but you soon melted into him. Your hands roamed up and around his broad shoulder and pulled him in. His lips were soft with the contrast of his stubble and his hands slowly moving down to your hips. It started soft and passionate, you could tell he wanted to do this for a long time by the way his body reacted, he savored you and your touch. The kiss began to get more heated when he licked at your lips, asking for permission to explore. You obliged and parted your lips, letting him in. Your tongues danced as his hands harshly gripped at your hips, enough so that they would leave hints of bruises. You both pulled away for air, panting in want and need for him to touch you more,
"I need...more," you said looking down.
"Are you sure that's what you want? I don't want you to feel like I'm pressuring you into anything you don't want to do," he said taking a hand to your chin and gently bringing you up to face him. He looked at you with his goofy smirk, showing that he wanted you to be comfortable. He was asking not only out of respect for you, but because of the age difference as well. He didn't want to make it feel like it was anything but two consenting adults partaking in adult activities. You smiled,
"Ichi, I'm happy you care so much to make sure I'm comfortable. But yes, I'm sure this is what I want. I want you, Ichiban Kasuga."
With that, he kissed you again. It was heated and full of passion as before, but also needy and rough at times. Soon he began roaming down and kissing your neck softly, before leaving dark love bites behind. Your gasps and stifled moans ran throughout the small apartment he left bites all the way down to your collarbone. He anxiously began to run his hands up your shirt, feeling the soft flushed skin under it. You fell back on the futon and brought him down with you so he was positioned on top. Your heart never beat as fast as it did in the current moment you were in. His hand roamed your torso as he kissed you again gently,
"Is this ok?" he asked breaking away from your lips. You nodded in response, guiding him to the hem of your shirt and assisting him in getting it off. Your upper half was left bare for him to see, being as you didn't put a bra on earlier thinking you were going to be alone for the night. A shift came upon the man above you, his gaze dark and lustful as his eyes burned into your body. Your heart skipped a beat as he lowered his head down and brushed his lips lightly against your exposed chest. Your nipples harden at the thought of what he was going to do and the arousal between your kegs grew by the second as he latched his lips onto you. A loud moan escaped from you as his tongue swirled around your bud, and his hand played with the other. His free hand began to slowly make its way down your thigh, looking up at you for permission,
"Please Ichi, touch me," you said throwing your head back into the cushion as he gently rubbed your now soaking womanhood. You wished you could feel his fingers against your heated skin, but you weren't complaining either, it felt good. Not holding back anymore, your moans rang out as his fingers moved swiftly against your pussy. He was careful not to hurt you, making sure each movement earned him complete pleasure from you. Your torso was painted in scattered love bites and you felt yourself coming undone beneath him. But he pulled away before you finished, giving him a disappointed groan. He chuckled as he stood up and began to take his suit off,
"Patience Y/N," he said seductively as he slowly removed his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. A deep shade of red appeared across your face when he removed his shirt, revealing his toned figure. Your eyes wandered down to see his fully hardened cock through his pants. Your eyes widened as you stared, not expecting him to be as big as he was,
"Like what you see," he teased as he removed his belt. You turned away in embarrassment at his remark, your hands covering your face. When he finished striping he walked back over to you removing your hands from your flushed face,
"Don't hide from me beautiful," he whispered as he kissed your forehead. You stood up and removed your pants and underwear, now completely naked in front of him. Doubt quickly flooded in and you tried to cover yourself, only to be gently stopped by Ichi,
"It's ok Y/N, you have nothing to be ashamed of," he said, releasing your hands, laying you back on the futon, and climbing on top of you. His hand on either of your shoulders as he poisoned himself at your entrance,
"Are you ready utsukushii?"
He pushed past your slick folds and sunk into you effortlessly. You moaned out in pure bliss while he grunted in response. His pace was slow and sensual, making sure to savor each sound, move, and look you made from his actions. Moans, gasps, and grunts as well as the sound of skin on skin filled the small space. One of your hands ran through his poofy umber locks while the other gripped at his back, nails digging at his tattoo.
"Ichiban, fuck," you whimpered as his pace quickened.
"Y/N, God you're so fucking beautiful. So perfect, fuck," he groaned as he left small kisses on your neck. He continued praising you,
"Every part of you is so beautiful. The way your body molds into me, the look in your eyes, the way you hold me, it's perfect, you're perfect."
"Kasuga," you plea out to him. That sparked something in him, something you hadn't seen all throughout the night until right then and there.
"Say that again utsukushii."
"Louder darling," his pace was becoming sporadic, but never rough, and his cock was harder than before. You could tell his orgasm was quickly approaching, as was yours.
"Kasuga!" Your orgasm washed over you like a tidal wave, you clenched around him as tight as you could and shook from the overwhelming amount of pleasure.
"Fuck, I'm cumming," he gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes shut as he unloaded his cum inside you, moaning a few sighs of satisfaction. He pulled out of you, a trail following him as he plopped beside you. You both laid there as you both caught your breath before he got up and fetched a few washcloths and helped clean yourself up. It was a good thing you were on birth control or you would've had a major problem on your hands. But thankfully that wasn't the case. Exhausted you both wrapped yourselves in a fleece blanket and cuddled up to one another. Ichi looked at you while he played with your hair with his sweet goofy smile that made your heart melt. You placed your hand on his cheek,
"I love you Ichiban Kasuga," you said as you dozed off.
"I love you too utsukushii."
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