୨୧ ﹕ friends w bennies 𝓢𝐇𝐈𝐔 𝓚𝐎𝐍𝐆 ﹕ ℱ. reader
𝓢𝐇𝐈𝐔’s fingertips ghosted over your bare form, his featherlight touch paired with warm kisses against the exposed flesh of your nape — his hands skidding over your skin in slow, careful passes, each tender kiss making your tummy flutter. you let out a soft sigh, you let out a soft sigh, “mm . . shiu?”, you fingers drawing imaginary doodles on his bare chest as you laid under him
and at the quiet cadence of your voice, shiu pulled his head back just enough for his gaze to meet your eyes, “yeah, love?”
“how mad would you be if i started fucking around with toji?” and just like that, the soft kisses he had been pressing to your skin came to a slow halt. shiu only let out low laugh, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile — equal parts amused and exasperated. “well, your timing’s impeccable . .”
and in part, shiu was right, of all names to fall from your lips while he was balls deep inside you, it just had to be toji’s.
truth be told, you weren’t actually interested in pursuing toji fushiguro.
sure, you were interested in the bounty hunter, but somehow (much to shiu’s surprise) . . you decided the handler was far more appealing.
shiu had never been under any illusion that he was the obvious choice. between him and toji, most people would choose toji without hesitation.
though, it didn’t make him any less of a man. if anything, that was something you had come to learn very, very quickly.
you scoff, your nails finding his forearms, tracing lightly as he hovered over you. “c’mon, scale of one to ten,“ you insist.
shiu let out a low sigh before rolling his eyes, “what, you want me to throw a fit? is that what we’re hoping for now?” he murmurs, his voice nothing but a lazy rasp.
you only nod, blinking up at him.
“fine,” he hums, corner of his mouth twitching at your insistence, “i’d give it a two.”
your brows lift as your head quirks to the side, “a two? only?”
“don’t look so disappointed, you’re a grown woman. you can do whatever it is that you want,” he began as he leans in to you; the familiar smell of cigarette smoke and expensive cologne making your pulse flutter and your head swim. his mouth wanders from beneath your ear, down to your pulse point, softly sucking down on your flesh.
“toji’s no good for you darling,” he coos, settling back into his gentle thrust, his pelvic bone softly nudging into your clit, making you gasp, squeezing down on his forearms. “you can do much better than that . . like to think i’d spoil you enough, no?” the teasing lilt in his voice only making your walls clamp down harder on his cock.
unfortunately for you, shiu wasn’t bluffing.
somewhere along the way of your strange relationship with shiu kong, shiu had spoiled you rotten.
he bought you whatever you wanted, paid for your meals without mentioning it, drove you home instead of letting you take the train, keeps your favorite snacks in stock at his place . . .
the man even surprises you with various gifts throughout the month: delicate pieces he thought suited you, your favorite flowers to brighten up your place, hell, even stone cold cash.
but most importantly, shiu kong dicked you down whenever you wanted, however you wanted.
and he was pretty good at it too.
either fucking you so sweetly, whispering sweet nothings into you ear while his lengthy cock stretched you out, or pounding you until your brain turned into mush. regardless, he’d always have you a babbling mess; legs trembling, eyes hazy, cunt helplessly spasming around nothing. exactly as you were now.
his hips snapped against yours at the perfect pace — not too fast, and not too slow — cock pumping in and out of you as your soaked cunt tried to keep him in with a lewd squelch.
“s-shiu!” you cry out despite yourself, your brows scrunched up in bliss as your arms wrapped around his broad shoulders for support, burying your face in the crook of his neck, nails leaving behind pink crescents on his back.
a low amused hum escapes him, soft and effortless, eyes half lidded as one hand slipped down, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “there you are darling . .” he purrs, “you remember whose fucking you now?”
you open your mouth, probably to tell him that he’s too “full of himself,” except the only sound that escapes is a pitiful moan. which is ironic . . considering you’re walls are stretched around his cock, his tip nudging into you sweet spot with each deep, lazy, roll of his hips.
“should i go faster?” he asks, warm breath tickling the shell of your ear as he caged you in with his body. and somehow, shiu feels even deeper when all his weight is pressing you down into his mattress.
“no, j-just like that—“ you mewl, coating his cock with your slick, “fuck, so good,” you slur as he cradles your head against his chest, hips snapping in a steady ‘plap, plap plap,” against skin.
“hmmm, so pretty darling,” he chuckles as his free hand slips between you both at your point of connection, his thumb lazily drawing circles around your clit. your lips pursed together, trying to hold down a breathless cry.
“go ‘head baby,” he hums, pressing a chaste kiss to your scalp, “cum all over my cock.”.
his girth continued to stir up your pussy, the incessant coil of pleasure building up as he hit your sweet spot, over, and over, and over, a white froth streaking over his cock, threatening to tread down his sack. and without a word, the coil in your tummy snapped — your pussy spasming around his dick helplessly, fucking you slow through your high as you clung onto him, shiu stifling his breath from above you.
and for a minute, the only sounds that filled the room was the soft, low, pants escaping you two, breaths mingling before he captured your lips in a slow lazy kiss, soft tongue pressing against your plush lips . . breaking off from you with a reluctant huff.
“still want toji’s number?”
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