— nicki 🎐’

okay lets start with isagi - scissors

scissors are the most complex tool out of the three > his talents are the most complex ones

u need skills to use scissors, they are useless if you don't know how to use them > again a reference to his talent, not everyone who has it would be able to use it

they are the least natural item out of the three > isagi had to work hard for his skills and talents, they didn't come naturally

next up kaiser - paper

u can break it without much force > not explaining that one lol

paper has a LOT of potential but is kinda bland on it's own > he still has to rely on his teammates despite himself

the most divers of the three > we all know the saying of "a blank canvas"

and finally rin - rock

can brut-force it's way through > literally what he does when he's in the flow-state

hardest one to break > no need for explanation

cold and solid > literally bro has a rock for a heart sometimes

SYNOPSIS: Your childhood best friend, Rin, can’t cum without hearing your voice.

WARNINGS: nsfw, smut, aged up characters, p in v, oral (male receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex (pls wrap b4 u tap), cream pie, reader discussed to have female anatomy, ab riding, they lowk both subs.., whimpering rin

AUTHOR’S NOTE: the long awaited part two, so sorry to keep everyone waiting!

<< part one >>

The sight of you on Rin’s lap has his brain malfunctioning. You’re both in his room, house empty, sitting on the carpeted floor.

“I—uh,” he tries to speak but the words struggle to come out.

You smirk at his nervousness, “cmon rinnie, you weren’t this shy last night.” You can feel him freeze under you at the mention of last night, the mention of how vulgar he acted.

“I didn’t mean to, I was—it was just”

“I liked it”

Rin’s eyes widen at your words, did that mean you liked him too? Well I mean, you were in his lap right now.

Taking his chances, Rin leans in and engulfs you in a kiss. It’s hungry and demanding, as he bites your lower lip to gain access to your mouth. The moan you let out has him pulsing, wanting so badly to be in your mouth. After minutes of sloppily making out you both pull back to catch your breath.

“So, will you show me it in person?” you shift you eyes around a bit, your confidence slipping as things start to become real.

Run catches your anxiety and takes over the situation. “Mhm, it’s all yours, pretty girl.” He watches as your face flushes a bright red at the pet name. He grabs your hand, which was resting on his shoulder, and drags it down towards the waist band of his sweat pants.

You gulp before reaching your hand under the band, slowly bringing it to cup his bulge through his boxers. Rin lets out a small whimper at your action.

This only causes you to get bolder, lightly squeezing his erection. “P-please stop—teasing me,” Rin pleads, looking at you with glossy eyes.

Listening to his pleas, you finally pull him out of his boxers, seeing his full length in person. It was much bigger than it looked over the phone, causing your jaw to drop. Rin smirks at your awestruck face, “what? you didn’t think i’d be packing?”

You slowly turn your gaze away from it to look at Rin, “no, no, it’s just—“ you see it leak precum and once again lose focus. “it’s pretty.”

“Pretty? That’s what you said on the phone.”

“Yeah well it’s different when it’s right in front of me,” you roll your eyes at his attitude and begin to wrap your hand around the base of his cock.

You look up him for permission and he quickly nods, letting you take over. You move your hand up and down his shaft, coming back up to wipe his slit as he leaks more. “Ah.. just like that—ngh,” Rin whines as you pick up the pace.

“Mouth, i want your mouth,” he runs his hand through your hair.

You slow your movements and lean your head down, not knowing what to do. “i’ve never done this..” you murmur looking at him for reassurance.

“it’s okay baby, i’ll guide you through it.”

With his soft words, you start to kiss his tip, giving small kitten licks to the slit. Rin adjusts the hold he has on your hair, forcing you to take more of him. Your head sinks down on his hard cock, trying to take as much of him as you can.

“L-less teeth, you’re gonna mangle it,” Rin breathes out.

You quickly listen, going back to sucking it, hallowing out your cheeks. Rin’s moans become louder as his reaches his release, pulling your head to take more of him.

You gagging on his thick cock and listening to his mindless whimpers has you incredibly wet, even as tears form in the corners of your eyes, you don’t stop.

Rin starts to thrust up into your mouth, face fucking you, in order to meet his climax. With one final push he cums, hard. The long ropes shoot down your throat, giving you no choice but to swallow all of it.

He almost moans at the sight of it, you, his childhood best friend, taking all of his cum like you were in a porno.

“Let’s move you to the bed, okay?” Rin slowly moved you off of his lap and helped you up as he guided you to the bed. “Uh, this is your first time right?”

You nod, following his orders and lying down on the bed. He tenses at the thought of maybe doing this wrong for you, but when he looks at you and sees the lustful reflections in your eye, he can’t stop himself.

He gets on top of you, caging you in on the bed. Rin has imagined this scenario a thousand times while jacking off, but having you actually sprawled out on his own sheets felt so much better.

Rin begins to undress, starting with his shirt. You drool at the sight of his abs, barely holding yourself back from taking a bite. You knew that Rin was in shape but you didn’t think he’d look this good.

“You’re staring.”

You ignore Rin’s words as an idea comes into your head. “I wanna try something”

“And what is that?”

“Could I, uhm”

Rin grabs your chin and makes you look at him, “use your words”

“Could I ride your abs?”

For the millionth time that night, you caused Rin to malfunction. “It’s okay if not! Just a thought. Here let’s go back to what we were doing—“

You try to help him undress again but he grabs your wrists with one hand and pins them above your head. The look in his eyes could only be described as hunger.

“We can do whatever you want, you’ve been such a good girl for me already,” Rin starts.

You just stare at him, not knowing what to do. “Well cmon,” he releases your wrists. “Take control, ride me.”

The filthy words coming out of his mouth only has you squirming more. You sit up on his bed and push him down, getting on top. Your skirt was bunched up around your thighs, but Rin wanted to see everything. “Take it off, now”

Even though you’re supposed to be the one bossing him around, you listen and slide your skirt off, leaving you only in your flimsy panties.

Just the sight of you has Rin breathless, and with animalistic force he rips your panties off of you. “H-how’d you even do tha—“

Rin doesn’t say anything, instead pushing you further up on him, your pussy hovering right above his belly button. You take the hint and lower yourself down onto his torso, sensitive to the new found friction.

Rin’s hands find themselves on your hips and he helps you grind along his abs. “Go faster baby, you’ll feel so good,” he encourages you.

You pick up the pace with his help, all of the grooves and curves has you seeing stars. “F-feel so good Rinnie”

Hearing you moan out his name like a slut has him immediately hard again. His hands gripping your thighs like you’re the only thing still keeping him on earth. You’re also sure that he is going to leave marks.

All that can be heard are wet squelches and your loud moans, trying to find your high. Rin reaches his hands up your shirt, pawing at your chest.

“No bra, you’re filthier than I thought.”

His mean words have you going even faster. “Oh, you liked that?” a cocky smirk comes onto his face. The feeling of his fingers playing with your hardened nipples and the friction his abs are having on your clit have you screaming out.

Rin notices your grinding become more messy as you get closer, fueling him to squeeze your nipples harder.

“I-IM—FUCK—CUMMING,” you scream while coming undone all over his chest. Rin helps your sputtering hips, riding you through your orgasm. You sink your head down to his neck, leaving small kisses along his traps.

“You think you can still continue?” Rin asks with a softer look in his eyes, his thumb tracing circles on your hips.

“Mhm, wanna feel you..” you whisper out.

Now it’s Rin’s turn to flip your positions, leaving you on your back as he slots himself in between your legs. You watch carefully as he slips his sweatpants and boxers off, leaving him completely bare.

You follow his actions and tug at your shirt. Rin leans over and helps you take it off, staring in awe at your naked body.

“Rinnie,” you whine out at his hot gaze.

“So pretty,” he murmurs as his hands trace along your mounds. He brings his mouth to yours and kisses you. But this one is different, instead of hungry it feels soft. Like years of yearning all put into one exchange. He pulls away and cups your cheek, “Tell me if anything hurts, okay?”

He looks at your face one last time for any signs of hesitation, and when he sees none he changes his focus to the heat between your legs.

Slowly, Rin begins to rub his cock along your folds, gathering all of your slick. “It’s going to be a big stretch, hold onto my back.”

You follow his orders as he uses one hand to lead his cock into your entrance and the other one comes up next to your face to cage you.

The burning sensation has you clawing at his back, trying to adjust to his size.

“F-Fuck, you’re so tight f’me”

He sinks all of it in and sits there for a moment, letting you take your time.

“You’re s-splitting me open”

Rin laughs at your words, “you can take it.”

He starts moving, going at a slower pace to be considerate to you. His head leans down into the nook of your neck and he leaves marks all over you.

“F-faster, more,” your words barely come out as coherent as you beg for him to continue.

And who is he to not listen? So he picks up the pace, causing you to let out lewd noises. He moves away from your neck, leaning his head back at the feeling of your tight pussy sucking him in.

“So so so so good,” he cries out, pulling almost all of his length out only to thrust it back in harder.

You have a similar feeling in your stomach as you did earlier when you feel him hit a spongy part in you. “Right there Rinnie—oh, fuck.”

Rin also feels himself become closer and closer to his climax and reaches his hand down to your clit, rubbing it aggressively.

“You w’nna cum? t-tell me what you want”

“I want you so bad, I—ngh-want you to cum inside please,” your cries push Rin to the edge and with a hard thrust he releases his all of his cum into you. But he doesn’t stop, he keeps thrusting his sensitive cock into you in order to get you there as well.

All of the sensations have your toes curling and you finally reach your orgasm, moaning out Rin’s name. He tries to guide you through your climax but the overstimulation has him whimpering like a dog in heat.

He keeps himself buried in you for a couple minutes longer as you both catch your breath. You whine when he pulls out, losing the warmth.

Rin kisses your forehead, “you did so good.”

“can we cuddle,” you ask, pleading up at him, knowing he can’t say no to you.

“whatever you want,” he lays next to you and pulls your back against his chest. “i’ll clean you up in a second, okay?”

You hum in acknowledgment of his words before finding yourself drifting off into a deep sleep. Rin runs one of his hands through your hair, smiling to himself.

That phone call was the best thing to ever happen to him.

SYNOPSIS: Your childhood best friend, Rin, can’t cum without hearing your voice.

WARNINGS: nsfw, smut, masturbation, dubcon (?), aged up characters, unknowing reader, mentions of virginity, reader is discussed to have female anatomy, dirty talk

AUTHORS NOTE: first time writing smut, kinda nervous (this is definitely ooc mb guys ☹️)

<< part two >>

You and Rin have been friends since childhood, attached by the hip. He only ever confided in you. Seeking you out after anything happened, if he lost or won a game, if someone was pissing him off on the team, how big his ego has become. And you were always there, ready to support him through any of it.

He had liked you for years now. Ever since you showed up to his first football game holding a giant banner you made for him.

Rin told himself that he would never act on those feelings, especially considering the fact you didn’t share them.

But here he found himself, laying on his bed, pent up at 2:34 am, with no sign of release.

It was embarrassing, but Rin only ever masturbated to scenarios of you.

You bent over, wearing one of those short skirts you seemed to like so much. Or you helping him with all of his football frustrations.

He groaned, and inched his hand down to his boxers, cupping his half-hard cock. Rin wanted so badly to know what you sounded like, what your sweet pussy would feel like around him.

He moved his hand to pull his erection out, rubbing the leaky tip gently. Rin let out a whimper due to the feeling.

Slowly, he began to slip his hand up and down his cock, trying to imagine it was your hand instead. Oh how sweet you’d be to him, telling him how proud you were and how good he was being.

The thought alone has Rin curling his toes.

But no matter how many times he pictures you, it doesn’t work. He’s been at it for thirty minutes now, coming up with different scenarios.

You sneaking into the locker room after a game, rewarding rin for all of his hard work. He’d drop to his knees and lift up your skirt, admiring how wet you already were from just the thought of him.

Then, he’d use two fingers to slide your panties to the side, licking a long stripe across your folds. You’d shove your fingers in his hair, trying to hold onto anything for stability as he ate you out like a starved man.

After making you cum all over his tongue, he’d let you paw at his pants, trying to get his cock out. You’d moan at the pure sight of it, and try to pleasure him with your hands, but he wouldn’t let you. He’d pin you to the wall, and shove the whole thing into you at once, watching your face as he splits you open. He’d thrust into you at an inhuman pace, making you beg for more.

Normally, he would’ve already been done jacking off at the thought of eating you out, but for some reason he couldn’t reach his climax.

His thoughts are interrupted by the buzz of his phone.

“Fuck.”

Rin keeps one hand stroking his cock, and used the other one to answer the incoming call without bothering to look at the caller id.

“Hello?”

“Rinnie! I’ve been calling you for ages!”

At the sound of your voice his cock pulses, forcing him to bite back a moan.

“Mhm, what do you need so late?” he asks trying to fighting back any sounds, putting your voice on speaker as he throws his phone somewhere in the sheets.

“What’s with the attitude? Someone’s oughta put you in your place!”

Rin’s hips buckled up to meet his hand at the thought of you putting him in his place. Spitting in his face and being rough with him.

All that can be heard through the call is the sound of Rin’s hand moving up and down his fully hardened cock.

“What are you doing? There’s like a weird wet sound.”

“N-nothing—ngh,” Rin can barely contain himself as he comes closer and closer to his release. As he approaches it, he also becomes more bold.

“Have you—shit—ever uhm masturbated?”

You gasp on the other end of the phone, “why are you asking that!” You can feel your face flush.

The smacking sound from Rin’s end only gets louder.

“Do you touch yourself—t-thinking about me?”

“Rin! What are you saying?”

You can really feel the flush now, but not only on your face. You begin to feeling the tingling sensation inbetween your thighs, squeezing them together to get some comfort.

Rin almost laughs at the way your voice cracks with nerves. “Are you—hah—still a virgin?”

“y-yeah, but there’s nothing wrong with that! I’m saving myself.”

Rin could’ve came right there. Picturing himself to be the one to ruin you, making you a cock-drunk whore for him.

He feels his climax coming, the wet sound becoming more intense as his moans become harder to fight back.

“T-tell me, ah—what do you think about when you rub that pretty clit”

You squeeze your thighs harder together, “I think of you..”

“me doing what, sweet girl? use that voice”

You try to ignore the embarrassment coming over you. “You making me take the whole thing, pounding into me without a break”

“w-what whole thing?”

“Uhm—your”

“cmon, I know you can say it”

“your cock..”

And with that, Rin finally meets his release. Cumming all over his chest and hand, he lets out a loud moan.

“Rinnie? Were you.. um”

Catching his breath, Rin grabbed the phone. “Mhm, do you want to see the mess you made me?”

“Y-yeah”

Rin facetimes you and turns on his camera. Flipping to the back one, he reveals his predicament. His cock was still half hard, and the tip was flushed red. Streaks of cum were left all over his chest, thighs, and hand.

“All that for you,” he says with a groggy voice.

“It’s pretty,” you murmur

Rin lets out an exhausted laugh, “hm, you should see it in person.”

“maybe I will.”

The next morning, Rin almost tries to strangle himself out of pure embarrassment.

He was so sleep deprived that he didn’t think about what he was doing at all.

How stupid could he have been to do that to you? Oh god, you probably thought he was a creep now. And on top of it, you were coming by his house in an hour to hang out.

Would you mention it? Or maybe you just wouldn’t come.

He could only dream, because sooner rather than later, your knock could be heard at the door.

“This is either going to be the best or worst hangout of my life,” he sighs to himself one last time before opening the door.

“H-hi Rinnie!” the sound of your nervous voice hits him like a train.

Unable to control his composure, his face reddens.

“Come in, let’s go to my room.”

As he shuts his bedroom door behind you two, he expects you to shout at him, call him a pervert, anything.

But what he didn’t expect was for you to climb onto his lap and ask if you could see it in person.

You were going to be the death of Rin Itoshi.

Isagi Yoichi – At first, he barely noticed. To focus on making you and him feel good, but as time went on, he noticed. He didn't say anything at first, but then you kept doing it. That gradually caught reaction out of him.

Isagi had you in the missionary position. His hands on your thighs and keeping them open, so one, he has a better position to make sure his cock hits all the right places inside of you, and two, to make sure all the noises between your legs become recognisable.

Your moans grew louder, and your embarrassment grew with it. You reach your hands up and cover your face, hiding away your face so he can't hear your moans.

Isagi didn't even notice at first, eyes too fixated between your legs and watching his cock sliding in and out of you, but then, his eyes look back up to your face.

He frowned once he saw you've covered your face with your hands again, and with gentle hands, he carefully pushed your hand away from your face.

"Stop covering your face like that. I wanna hear all of you." He murmured, making his cock slow its pace so he can hear you whimper.

Meguru Bachira – With Bachira, he's less patient. He loves every single moan that falls from your lips and every expression that forms on your face. Much for your liking, he noticed immediately when you started covering your face. The first time you did was your last.

You were sitting on top of him, riding him with the movie you guys were supposed to watch long forgotten in the background.

Your hands were placed firmly on his chest to help leveliate yourself as you bounce yourself up and down his cock, but Bachira decided he wanted to pick up the pace, he sat up on elbows before his hands grip on your hips, keeping you there while he starts moving his hips up. His cock started slamming in and out of you, and since it was too much to handle, your moans got louder than before.

Your hand slapped over your mouth, covering it and preventing it from letting more moans escape. Bachira is quick. He hears the sudden silence on your part and looks up.

He stares at you and takes your hand off your mouth, "Don't do that. I don't like it. I wanna hear you." He says, thumb already sliding down between your sticky bodies to rub your clit in circles to earn more of those pretty moans out of you.

Hyoma Chigiri – Also noticed very fast. No surprise to that. But he's definitely on the respectful side. He noticed twice, and that second time was the final time, and he also guessed that it was because you were shy. Bonus points for Chigiri!

Your hands were buried in his hair, tugging him closer towards your pussy as his tongue fucks itself in and out of you. Your thighs on top of his shoulders, squeezing the side of his head.

He hums against your pussy, sliding out of you and moving upwards to do circles around your clit before his lips wrap firmly around it, sucking it between his teeth and tongue.

You let out a 'overly' loud moan, louder than what your shyness could handle. Your hand moved away from grabbing his hair to your mouth to cover it, muffling your moans.

Chigiri felt your hand's grip on his hair suddenly fade away and your moans going silent. His attention immediately went back to you rather than your pussy, mouth pulling away from your clit with a slight pop, ignoring the muffled whine that comes from your hand.

He sighs, pulling your hand away from your mouth, "I know why you do that. You don't need to. I think you sound hot. Whatever... I'm gonna keep going now. Don't cover your mouth again, baby."

Reo Mikage – One of slow and cocky ones. He thought that all of the times you were covering your face/mouth was because you wanted to ground yourself from the pleasure. He was smug about it, but then gradually, he saw how your face would cringe slightly before you did it. Once he figured that out, he made sure you never did it again.

He had you in missionary, cock plunging in and out of your pussy nice and slow, making sure you could feel every single part of him. He's always loved doing that, watching you melt under his touch, but soon enough, that position caused bordem.

He pushes your legs back until your knees are beside your head and his cock reaches deeper inside of you, his tip kissing your cervix a lot meaner than before.

You knew that this new position would definitely increase the volume of your moans. Your hands rushed to your face, covering it, and since you guys were face to face. He noticed immediately.

He sits up, taking you back into missionary rather a mating press. His hips stop. He yanked your hands away, not with harsh force, but enough that makes sure you get the idea not to do it again. He stares at you with a face that screams 'seriously'.

"I get why you do that now. It's because your shy, right? You don't need to be. I like all the noises you make. It's cute. Now..." He starts rubbing your clit, earning another drawn-out whine from you, "Make more for me."

Nagi Seishiro – Stupid, but not too stupid. He noticed how you would excessively cover your face each time you two would have sex. He could guess why you did it, and it irked him, but then again, he also didn't understand why you did it. It's a half situation with him. Oh well, Nagi gets an E for effort.

He was multi-tasking. Phone in one hand, while the other was between your legs, fingers pushing into and out of your sloppy pussy while you pant and moan from his touch.

He's not even paying attention to that. At least you thought he didn't until you covered your mouth and his fingers froze inside of you, but then they started going a lot faster before.

You moan endlessly into your hand. The two fingers pushing in and out of you while hitting your g-spot rhythmically. A big difference to the lazy lace he was going out before. But Nagi still isn't pleased. He still can't hear your moans. He tsk's, placing his phone on his nightstand.

He moves in front of you, fingers pressing deeper inside of you, "Take that hand off your mouth. Wanna hear you. Don't like it when you do that. I like your moans... sounds cute... is cute."

Rin Itoshi – Very respectful, too. He lets you do it for a while because he thought it was a comfort thing for you, but then he finds out that you were doing it out of embarrassment, and that's when he steps in.

You're sitting on his face, his fingers your thighs steady while mouth is being smothered by your pussy.

His tongue darting between swirling inside of you or your clit, occasionally spitting a wad of saliva on your cunt before going back to eating you out. Your hands pulled at his hair each time his tongue presses or licks at your sweet spots.

Moans after moans after moans fell from your lips, embarrassment creeping up inside of you to the point you instinctively slapped your hand over your mouth to keep yourself quiet.

Rin's mouth stopped, pushing you back to sit on his torso instead of his face. He sat up on his elbows to stare at you, causing your hand to fall away from your mouth to ask him what's wrong.

He cuts you off, "Don't cover your mouth. I didn't get why you did it before, but I get it now. You're shy about making noises 'n stuff. Is it because you're scared I'll judge you or something? That's stupid because, if anything, your moans turn me on."

Again, you tried to speak only to be cut off again, "Don't bother. We'll talk about it later. Just sit on my face again. Ain't done with you yet.

The moment you walk through the front door, Rin immediately notices that something is wrong.

You don't even take your shoes off properly, you just drop your bag near the entrance and stand there, trying desperately to catch your breath.

Rin looks up from the couch.

"...What happened?"

You try to answer but nothing comes out. Your chest is rising and falling too quickly, your hands trembling as you press them against your stomach.

Rin immediately stands.

"Hey," He crosses the room in seconds. "What happened?"

You shake your head.

"I— I went on that spinning ride and—"  Your voice breaks and you cover your face. "I got so scared."

Rin's expression changes instantly.

"Hey, hey. Look at me."

He gently takes your wrists, lowering your hands from your face.

You are crying now.

"I couldn't breathe, Rin. I couldn't—" You suck in a shaky breath, but it comes out uneven. "Everyone else was fine. They were laughing and screaming and having fun and I thought I was going to—"

Your voice cracks.

"I thought I was going to die."

Rin's eyes soften.

He pulls you against his chest immediately, as he places his hand firmly against your upper back.

"You're home."

You clutch the front of his shirt.

"I was so scared. I couldn't breathe. I kept thinking, 'I need to get off, I need to get off,' but it wouldn't stop."

Your tears soak into his shirt but Rin doesn't care. He only tightens his arms around you.

"It's over."

You shake your head against him, still crying.

"It was so fast. It was spinning so much and everything was moving and.... and everyone else was enjoying it!"

Rin gently rubs your back.

"You don't have to enjoy something just because everyone else does."

You sniffle. "But I feel stupid."

His hand stops for a moment and you look up at him.

Rin wipes your tears with his thumb.

"You're not stupid, you got scared." His voice is quiet, firm. "That's all."

Your lip trembles. "I couldn't breathe."

He brushes another tear away. "You were scared. Your body panicked. It happens."

You stare at him, still struggling to steady your breathing and of course, Rin notices immediately.

"Don't force yourself to take a huge breath." He brings your hand to his chest. "Just stay with me."

You feel his heartbeat beneath your palm.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

"Match my breathing."

You try but your first breath comes out shaky.Rin doesn't rush you.

"Again."

You breathe in.

"Good."

Another breath.

"That's it."

Your fingers tighten around his shirt. "Rin, I was really scared. I thought I was going to pass out."

His expression softens even more.

"You're safe now."

"I don't want to go on one ever again."

"Then don't. You don't have to go on a roller coaster to prove anything."

You let out a tiny, broken laugh through your tears

.Rin's mouth curves faintly. "There."

"What?"

"You laughed."

You bury your face against him again. "I hate that I got so scared."

Rin rests his cheek against the top of your head.

"Stop blaming yourself." His arms tighten around you. "Your friends weren't scared. Good for them. But you were. And that's okay."

You stay against him, breathing gradually becoming steadier.

Rin continues rubbing your back. "You don't have to be brave all the time."

Your close your eyes.

"But everyone else thought it was fun."

"I don't care what everyone else thought. You were terrified." His thumb brushes beneath your eye. "Only that matters to me."

You stare at him.

Rin sighs softly and pulls you back into his arms.

"Come here."

You immediately curl into him.

A few seconds pass.

Then Rin quietly adds, "Next time your friends want to go on something that spins you around until you can't tell which way is up..."

You sniffle.

"You can  just sit beside me and watch them."

You laugh softly again.

Rin kisses your temple. "That's better."

And when another shaky breath escapes you, his hand immediately returns to your back. "Easy."

You close your eyes.

"You're home." His voice is barely above a whisper. "You're safe."

And for the first time since getting off that terrifying ride, you finally believe it.

rin started to notice how much smaller you were than him; how you had to tilt your head up to talk to or kiss him. or, when you needed help getting something from the top shelf, and rin would observe the way you would even jump but to no avail. and it made him feel good when he could easily retrieve the item for you, his broad chest and shoulders pressing against your much smaller frame when he would tower behind you.

he’s definitely got a size kink, and he most likely isn’t even aware of it, nor does he realize that having a kink based on the other being significantly smaller was its’ own thing.

but, he especially liked the size difference between you two whenever you had sex, your pussy obscenely stretched out around his cock with a visible bulge in your stomach. he noticed how his frame covered your body, caging you underneath him. and he would never admit it, but he loved the way you’d cry out, “o-oh, slow down, ‘s too big, rinnie…”

your legs were shaking and trying to close around him, only for his hands to spread your thighs easily with his tight grip on them. “you can take it,” he mumbled, more to himself than to you, voice low and cracking a little with restraint. “fuck, you’re doing so good for me, pretty girl.”

it made something primal twist inside him — watching how your body struggled to accommodate him. the sight of his cock between your puffy folds, incredibly wet as he was bullying himself into your tiny cunt, and how his own stomach clenched every time you whimpered, back arching beneath him as your hands clutched at his forearms, or simply anything you could reach.

“can feel me in your tummy, yeah?”, rin smirked, yet voice slightly shaky as he slid his hand down to press against the bump he made. “it’s deep in there.” you could only sniffle, completely overwhelmed as you kept clamping down on him. “so big, ‘s too much, rriiiinnn—!”

“you say that,” he grunted, hips rolling deeper into you, “but your pussy’s so greedy for it.”

it just had him obsessed — how tears welled up in your eyes from the stretch, how your mouth dropped open as you gasped, and how easily his fingers wrapped around your body as his hands grabbed your waist.

maybe he really did have a size kink.

because nothing got him off more than seeing you all small and fragile beneath him, taken apart by the size of his cock, your tiny body trembling as you begged him for more, even when you swore you couldn’t handle it.

and rin knew that as soon as he started actually moving, seeing your pussy take him so well with each thrust alongside your whiny cries, he’d be a goner.

for this request

cw ⌇ secret public sex

It was late night. Bus humming. The windows fogged with cold air and warm breath. The REST of the team was scattered across the seats. Some snoring, others passed out with headphones in.

You sat quietly next to Rin. Your hand had slipped beneath the blanket, so had his. You didn’t look at each other. Not when your fingers curled around the thick shape of him in his sweats. Not when his breath caught in his throat.

He shifted and pulled you into his lap like it was nothing. The blanket draped around both of you, shielding the truth. You straddled him under the fabric, thighs spread wide across his lap, the warmth of his body dragging a moan from your throat you had to swallow.

The bus rocked gently, engine thrumming. Rin’s hands were already pushing your panties aside, dragging his cock against your slick pussy. He slid in. You bit his shoulder with a muffled whimper. One hand held your waist, anchoring you. The other crept up your back, cradling the BASE of your neck. His face was buried in your throat. Yours in his.

It wasn’t frantic. It wasn’t messy. It was intimate, a filthy little secret wrapped in silence and sweat.

Your hips rolled over him, making his thighs flexed beneath you. His cock dragged deep inside you with every rock of your hips, the blunt head brushing your sweet spot so perfectly it nearly knocked the air from your lungs.

Your mouth opened, but nothing came out. Just a quivering breath. Your fingernails dug into his hoodie, anchoring yourself there, in his arms, in his lap, in the middle of a team full of oblivious boys who would never, ever guess what he was doing to you.

His hand slid beneath your shirt to feel your skin, your warmth. You. You looked down. His eyes were on you, half-lidded, flushed, mouth parted. His brows furrowed like the pleasure hurt. Like it was too much, and holding back was killing him.

You clenched around him. He exhaled hard through his nose, jaw tight, arms trembling. The blanket shifted. You held it tighter around you both, just in case. Not that either of you could stop.

Your pace quickened. Still slow, still careful, but with a rising, trembling urgency. Your thighs quivered with effort, body slick and hot with tension. Every quiet grind pulled soft friction across your clit, and Rin’s cock felt so deep, so thick, you couldn’t breathe.

His forehead pressed to yours as his hand tightening at your nape. The soft slap of your skin beneath the hum of the wheels, and the stutter of your hips as your orgasm crept closer, higher, harder.

You came with your face still buried in his neck, shaking silently in his lap. Your fingers clutched his hoodie. Your mouth opened but you didn’t dare make a sound. Your body spasmed, your walls pulsing around him. And Rin held you through it, fucked you through it. Until he followed, his head thrown back against the seat, hips twitching, breath shuddering out of his lungs as he spilled deep inside you.

“do you want to go on a date tomorrow?”

you perk up from his chest, almost flinching. “um… did you say something?” you ask, brows furrowed.

rin looks away, angling his face—not fully to the point where you’d point it out, but just enough for you to not see the hint of red decorating his cheeks… or so he thought, anyway.

“are you blushing?” you ask, giggling as you turn to face him fully, sitting up slightly.

“you always said i should work on my intimacy issues so…” he mutters, suddenly feeling bashful as he gulps.

“yeah, because i feel like i’m just a glorified friend of yours, not a girlfriend. i mean, you never do anything romantic!”

“that’s not true…” he says, voice low yet defensive as he finally meets your gaze.

“oh yeah?”

rin takes your hand with no hesitation and presses it against his chest, directly on top of where his heart lies. “any time we cuddle, i match my breathing patterns to yours.”

“you’re adorable, but that’s not exactly romantic,” you giggle, completely forgetting one thing— rin is nothing if not argumentative.

“i’ve memorized your sleeping schedule, your cycles, your breathing patterns. i know you take shorter breaths when it’s hot, or when you’re anxious. do you even know that about yourself?”

“okay, sassy man apocalypse patient zero, but it’s not exactly like that’s a significant thing to know,” you retort.

Omff.

Ouch.

you cracked an eye open to see your annoyingly lovely boyfriend's head right over your bosom. Great,definitely needed his face in your tits while you were taking a nap.

"Hey hun...how was practice? "

"Mediocre...hate these half-baked NPCs."

You chuckled cuz what else were you supposed to do as your hands found their way to make purchase on his hair."mhmm.. keep doing that love, feels nice."

"Mhm?"

A sigh escaped his mouth before snuggling right into your neck ,warm puffs of air ticking and caressing the side of your throat. Rubbing his face against you like a lil kitten,wasn't he the cutest you thought.

After a while of cuddling like that your hand got too tired so you just rested it on top of his head.

"Hey hun, stay the night?" You said hoping that for once he would.

"Can't,won't be able to get out of bed with you if your in it , not gonna spoil myself like this."

As much as you had adoration for him, he really pissed you off at times.

"Look at you depriving me of a sleepover with my boyfriend,so rude."

"I am your boyfriend and secondly shut up."

A chuckle managed to escape your throat as you pressed a kiss to his hairline.

You always hated how his bangs covered his eyes,you yearning for those gorgeous eyes expecially when they stared back at you so you did what was routine for you,you took a clip and tucked his bangs back.

Cute.

A my melody adorned dark teal hair as the matching kuromi was in your hair.

"Awwwh look at you baby you're so cute."

A huff escaped that vibrated against your sternum as he stared up at you between the valley of your chest with those huge ass eyes.

You squealed wrapping your arms around his head as he squeezed you tighter.

"Baby your staying the night ion care what trouble you get into, your staying with me."

Sigh

"Fine."

"But you better not disturb my morning yoga love, I won't get blackmailed."

"Yea yea don't give a shit."

The moments after that were quiet you got lost in thoughts as you a wet patch on your left tit.

Oh. He was asleep,drooling.

You pressed your lips against his temple as he nuzzled closer,he really does remind you of a little kitty.

So wary of everyone that tries to pet it but if you pester long enough the kitty likes noone but you.rin was the kitty ,you the persistent kid whose parents wouldn't get her a kitty. A girl that needed a kitty that was her kitty that was her friend, a duo that spoke with words and meows and yet still adored eachother to bits. Sure rins grunts and hisses didn't really count as meows but it didn't matter, he was your love, your muse,your pretty baby,your kitty ,your everything at this point and he thought the same about you. He would always return to you no matter what.

Your arms loosely around his head as you shifted and eventually dozed off.

You love him.

He loves you.

There's no need to say it out in words cuz words are hard when love is too big for mere teenagers.

bunny is growing on mee😓 i thought this would be perfect for him + hes hot as hell n soo big, soo yeah bunny debut!! howd i do! also i feel like he’d either be reallyy sweet in bed or just downright nasty but idk (idk spanish so i used the basics sorry n i WILL get back to my reqs now, sigh..)

the whole room felt foggy, like a hazy blissful dream and your mind was floating in it — the euphoric feeling of bunny’s dick being the only thing you could concentrate on and the intense sparks of pleasure and ecstasy that hit every time he buried himself in you.

the heat and smell of sex was practically palpable in the room, the air a swirl of his moans and your whimpers, seeping from both of your lips as you held your legs wide for him. he was stood between them, your body draped across the sheets at the edge of the bed, cunt on full display as he held onto your inner thighs.

his huge dick was making you twitch every time he fucked into you, the indecent repetitive plap! of skin to skin bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom. your moans were so loud you guarantee your neighbours would be filing a noise complaint again.

not that bunny cared.

he adored the way you would call out his name, voice all raspy and whiny as he stretched you so well and so so full. he was obsessed with how your pretty pussy squeezed around his throbbing cock, a feeling he could never get tired of, as your body got closer and closer. and he was addicted to that look in your eyes — that glassy, empty look of yours that told him he had fucked you soo good you had gone dumb. not a single thought but him swimming around in that sweet little head of yours.

so of course he had to drag multiple orgasms out of you, seeing you like that was his treat.

“you still with me?” he didn’t think he had to ask with that look beginning to appear on your face but he did anyways, reaching down to slap at your cheek demeaningly. “or is your head already empty, cariño?”

his hips still meeting yours ruthlessly because he refused to slow down, you were fighting to keep your legs open, hands slippery from sweat and thighs twinging from keeping them wide open for ages.

“o-of course i am, don’t flatter, ah— yourself!” you hissed.

“really? that won’t do.” he spoke to himself acting like he was surprised that you had responded, “i’ll have to fix that.”

he was laughing slightly, the tone of it cruel sounding as he halted his movements and leaned in. you were dwarfed by his giant frame in instant, the entirety of his weight pressing against you, crushing you under his heaviness.

and it only made you wetter.

your glistening tits pushed to his scarred chest, he was kissing you sloppy — nipping at your bottom lip before dipping his tongue in your mouth, keen to taste you. you were struggling to match his frantic hunger, only able to moan into his mouth as he sucked on your tongue.

“concentrate on me.” he panted, pulling away as strings of spit stretched between you two. “you can do that for me, can’t you?”

you had never nodded so fast in your life, eyes locked with his crimson ones, not a lick of hesitation on your face. he pressed a kiss to your lips again, gentle and brief this time, a stark contrast to the one previously and you felt your knees go weak.

hands now coming to rest on your waist, he resumed — drawing you into his pounds and moving just as swiftly as before, not sparing a single second to build the pace back up. a thick ring of combined cum settled at the base of his dick and your cunt seemed to squelch louder, your added wetness only increasing the perverted sounds of the room.

your legs were slowing closing and your hands were slipping, fatigue battered joints trying to catch a break when bunny’s hips were coming to a halt again, voice teasing you as he gazed at you hopelessly.

“princesa, don’t do that,” he was swatting your arms away and folding you himself, angling your ass and hips a little higher, spreading your legs further and gripping down behind your knees. “how am i meant to see that pretty pussy if you do, hm?”

the newfound angle was insane. his already stupidly giant dick had found a place deep inside your creamy walls that made your fingers crawl at the sheets, his fat tip that had shot several loads into you was pressed up at your cervix and your pussy that had already squirted a dozen times was ready to spray more.

“b-bunny! ohh, you’re gonna make me cum!” it felt like he was in your lungs, your cunt only able to clench around his length as you pathetically whimpered.

“so soon?” he chuckled, “it’s okay, you don’t need to think, just keep focused on me.”

he was driving his hips flush to yours, knocking the breath out of you and making you cry out, the waves of pleasure hard to contain. you really were so close already, teetering on the edge of your orgasm as your eyes turned into the back of your skull — pussy fluttering as his thumb found your clit.

“cum on this dick, cariño.” he was groaning at the tight hug from your walls, your swollen bud pulsing under his touch. your orgasm was brewing, his thumb putting delicious pressure on the bundle of nerves, the stimulation intense and hot.

mouth open and jaw slack, you were losing your mind, cunt clenching his dick like a vice and splashing his abdomen with liquid as your vision went white. even though this was around the fourth orgasm, it was mind shattering — hitting even harder than the previous ones. your were legs trembling and spine curving off the clammy sheets, thoughts cloudy as he fucked you through it.

“f-fuck, there you go.” bunny was smiling smug at your expression. oh how he loved it, you were so pretty like this.

you were in ruins — the only thing you were capable of doing was moaning, eyes rolling and irises flicking into the back of your head, drool spilling off the corners of your lips and clinging to your cheek. your brain felt like fucking mush.

“you still with me now?”

“mmmh.” you slurred, your head obviously up in the clouds. the overstimulation your poor cunt was enduring felt divine and you were coating his dick a milky white.

“that’s what i thought, fuck— this pussy’s killing me, princesa.” pushing his twitching cock into your sensitive heat, his moans were only getting more vocal now as he began to reach his peak, fingers leaving an impression into your skin as the veins in his arms bulged. “does she want to be filled up, huh? does she want my cum?”

“y-yeah!” you were mindlessly yelping the word, balling the sheets in your fists and whining his name because he was the only thing on your mind.

“then i’ll give it to her.”

knuckles turning white as his hold on your thighs tightened, he was meeting your pussy with a particularly hard thrust and releasing straight into your overstuffed womb, a loud broken groan leaving his lips. your entire body shuddered at the sensation, cunt sopping and glistening as he pulled out, multiple rounds worth of cum leaking out your hole.

“look at that.” he was running two thick fingers over your slit, gathering the drip and shoving it back into your cunt. “can’t waste any after you begged for it.”

“t-too much...” you whimpered, limp and exhausted, unable to scoot away from him.