❀𝒯𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓎❀

959 TILLY SPEAKING, HOW MAY WE HELP YOU?

BLUELOCK

A/N: Update I'm cooking the fuck out these exams. Now I'm horny from success RAHHHH.

CHARACTERS: Sae Itoshi, Ryusei Shidou

WARNING: Suggestive, Cursing.

SAE ITOSHI- Dinner Party

"You're staring." You found yourself mouthing in a hushed tone as you looked across the dining table. Splashed in fine dinery and glazed goodness of sweet and salty was a Re-Al Dinner party. Only the finest of course. Soccer players sat on one side and their significant others- Opposite end.

And looking back at you now was the teenager who labelled you a soccer wag; Itoshi Sae. He tilted his head to the side at your mouth off, dull expression not changing but the tilt to his right eyebrow told you what game he was playing. How childish.

Your eyebrows scrunched downwards as you locked in. For the last 30 minutes he had done nothing but stare. Lidded teal eyes would drag from glistening lips to winged eyelids, to the very top of your strapped dress. He thought you looked too good to be here.

Too his to be here.

If he wanted to stare, two could play it that game. The banter around the two of you seemed to blend away into the background. You sharply perched your elbows on the table, chin resting heavily in your palms. Sae leaned back further in response, getting more comfortable as he spread his legs. Damn wide.

Shit. He hit you with a classic manspread. The heat that spread across your skin was subtle, but you were not that easy.

When your gaze on his face didn't falter, he quirked a brow in approval. He mouthed a simple "Oh?" With a small scoff to follow.

The insistent jump of your knee beneath the table didn't go unnoticed by him. He had you now. You almost jolted when you felt the very tip of his dress shoe nudge at your ankle. When your eyes looked down startled, it was too late. He had won. The slight tilt to his lip told you that and he was damn smug about it.

You huffed in defeat, but his face was now impassive as he sat up straight. His index finger discreetly pointed downwards, and you cocked your head to the side. Huh? You looked over where you could imagine were his slacks. His....

Oh....

OH...

You can't help but smirk in delight. This was perfect ammunition for Round two. The very tip of your heel sleeked in black and blood red; too expensive for the floor but not for him, trailed upwards beneath the table to press on its target. Jackpot.

The sharp inhale across the table didn't go unnoticed by you or his teammates apparently, who he brushed off when questioned at his sudden reaction. Sae's jaw was set hard, eyebrows furrowed down slightly. Second round was yours. You smirked victoriously but it was short lived when he jerkily shrugged off your foot with his hand.

Teal locked onto yours, then towards the bathroom. The blood drained from your face the moment he got up, hiding his problem well as he slithered off to the bathroom with a stiff gait.

You were most definitely fucked.

RYUSEI SHIDOU- Pool Party

Two hours ago, you made one of the biggest regrets of your relationship with a freak.

Sharing a chocolate. Not just any. An aphrodisiac. During a freaking pool party exclusive to PxG members and invites. A classic recipe for disaster.

It was a challenge. Who could break first? Two hours in and it looked like you were about to pass out from a fever. You slithered through the crowd of buzzing laughter and swaying hips before diving headfirst into the pool. Sweet relief against your burning skin.

Coming back up, you pushed your hair out your face and rubbed your eyes only to see that familiar wicked grin across the pool. Shidou was as cocky as ever, but he was sweating.

Profusely at that.

He saw the smug smile that laced your lips and his almost faltered. So, you thought you had an upper hand? Delusional. He abruptly stood up, stretching out the muscle in his biceps as he stopped at the edge of the pool. The moment your smile dropped, he smirked and jumped right in after.

You were already alarmed, turning around to swim out the water when a hand caught tight around your ankle. Before you could make a sound, you were pulled underwater, flailing uselessly as an arm wrapped around your waist and you begrudgingly opened your eyes.

Pink irises stared back at you through the hue of water, eyes smug like he won the game already. He pulled the both of you to the surface. You gasped for air while directing a splash over his heated skin.

"Jackass." You huffed.

"Speaking of ass...." He drawled dramatically but there was a subtle husk to his voice. His grip on you was tight as he sat you by the edge of the pool, legs over his shoulders. "Give in already. I'm burning." He coaxed.

You scoffed as you looked to the side. "Not happening."

"Oh? Then I give in." He shrugged and your eyes shot over to his in surprise. Shidou willingly forfeiting a challenge? He had to be down bad.

"You're such a loser." You teased, making a subtle vein tick in his forehead.

"Keep making fun of me, and I'll strip us both naked in front of these losers." That had you sitting up fast as you nudged the side of his head with your knee. "Alright, alright. To some poor chump's bedroom, it is."

He smiled in victory, hopping out the pool and carrying you up and over his shoulder with ease.

"IT'S FREAKY O'CLOCK!! LATER ASSHOLES!!" The bastard screamed so loud every damn person on the team turned to gawk. You practically deflated as you buried your face in his shoulder.

Idiot....

SAKAMOTO DAYS

A/N: Nahhh cause wdym there's no more Sakamoto mondays? pffffff

⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨ ᰔ ୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹

CHARACTERS: Nagumo Yoichi, Asakura Shin

SYNOPSIS: You got a tat without their knowledge.

WARNINGS: Suggestive, Crack!, Cursing

SHIN ASAKURA

"Just because I quit smoking probably means you should too." He stopped, dropping the cart of sweets to the floor as he looked you over. Sat crossed legged, posture too languid for his liking with a cig between your lips, was his very lazy responsibility.

It was hard to believe a romance budded between the two of you when the reminders of your behaviour at the Sakamoto's store made him cringe in irritation every time.

"You'll live." You tilted your head to the side as you tossed something towards him. He caught it without much thought, opening slender fingers to find a lighter. His frown met an amused smile. "Come on." You cooed, making him roll his eyes yet his legs already carried him over.

He parted your legs gently, nestling in between as he guided your chin forward. You tilted the cig in response as the lighter clicked. Once, twice. The spark of smoke was potent as you inhaled deeply. The nicotine caused a pleasant buzz as you exhaled the mist through your nose.

Shin swatted at the air between you, taking the cigarette from your lips without breaking eye contact as he placed it between his own lips.

"Asshole." You muttered, making the corner of his mouth quirk up.

His eyes travelled lazy and mindless as you played with a strand of his blonde hair, eyes narrowing at your neck. His fingers shot out to brashly pull your collar out. His eyebrows scrunched. "A tattoo?" He picked the cigarette out to rest between his fingers.

The slight raise of your skin around the area told him it was fresh. "Looks good."

You smile, because the slight dilation of his blue eyes told you his words were less than what he felt. It was almost an impulse to lean forward, pressing his lips over the freshly inked skin. The taut exhale that left you made him lift his head. Shit, maybe he shouldn't ha-

He hadn't meant to read your thoughts, but damn.

'The other ones hurt too. Maybe I'll show him another time.'

He straightened up. "Where are they?" He was impatiently curious and that's what you wanted. "You'll find out tonight." The wink you sent his way made him look to the side in mild excitement hence the growing flush on his cheeks. Couldn't this shift end any sooner?

YOICHI NAGUMO

Nagumo would never brag about it, but he knew a thing or two about a decent tattoo. The splay of his inked fingers was placed over your head. You turned around at a comedic slowness before your eyes met his. That wide- why are you looking at me like that?- stare.

"Yoichi, what are you doing?" You drawled. "How did you even get in my house?"

He smiled. "I don't know what you're talking about. This is my house." The hell? You turned around. Instead of being sat in your cozy abode, you found yourself in that familiar penthouse, walls pristine and practically telling you how inadequate your pockets were.

"Honestly, how do you do that shit!?" He only shrugged in response as if he didn't care to know either.

"Just look at how I'm dressed!" You yelled. His eyes looked down at you. Oh yes, ruffled shorts, a shirt so loose it could be a dress and hair that screamed help me. Yet, his expression only faltered when his eyes trailed down past your shorts to your thighs.

He didn't think he needed to ask, casually walking around the sofa to lean down and lift your leg up. Your eyes narrowed but he didn't flinch. "What's this?" He muttered.

"A tattoo. You like it?" You smiled, seeing him a little distraught was always a rare treat. His fingers ran over the raw skin, his eyes seemingly blank before they met yours.

"Now I have something to admire when my head is buried down here." It was a casually statement that almost had you choking on your spit in surprise.

"Uncalled for?"

"Can't help it." He grinned once again. He moved to hover atop you, the smell of soot and smoke heavy on his jacket.

"Did you come from a burning area or something? Your missions are getting out of hand these days." You wondered out loud, but he didn't even bat an eye at your out-of-topic curiosity.

"That's completely irrelevant right now." A sultrier quirk to his lips etched itself across his face. "Let me test out my initial thought."

A small heat crept up your spine, the lower tone of his voice like a smoothing balm. But you had to stay strong, the tattoo was still fresh, throbbing even bu-

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, coaxing your thoughts to a halt. When he was pulling away, he gently took your bottom lip between his teeth, tugging lightly. Damn tease.

"You know you want to." He purred, those despicable tatted fingers tracing the line of your shorts. It was no use.

He knew you'd give in anyway.

A/N: Writing ts shit cause I have a fuck ass English exam tmrw. Next time I post, I might tap into Naruto and shii cause HOLYYY FUCKKK Sasuke is some MAJESTIC SHYT.

CHARACTERS: Isagi Yoichi, Itoshi Rin

Warnings: Suggestive, Crack! Cursing.

Yoichi Isagi- Movie Night

"What toppings? Go." He looked your way; eyes narrowed in dangerous assession of the words to follow from your lips.

"Chicken. Pepperoni is too boring." You cross your arms, leaning against the kitchen island. Your eyes dart to the time on the microwave. 00:12. Do they even still door dash at this time?

"Safe answer." He muttered, distracted at the menu on his phone. Your eyes were diligent, hungry for details as they skimmed over his ruffled hair from the blankets he'd just came from. His blue eyes more lidded than wide like usual from the nap he'd woken from. His tank rumpled deliciously, and sweats hung low on his pale waist. Training at Blue Lock was doing wonders to his physique. You doubted he was aware.

"Your body is tea, babe." You smiled at the look he gave you. He knew what it meant, he'd grown accustomed to the weird terms you learned on Tiktok. "Thank you." He half snorted as he looked back at the device. "What do you want as a snack?" He muttered, distracted.

"You." It wasn't meant to be said on your part, but was it a lie? Not even close. He tensed ever so slightly, lowering his phone as he looked over at you again. His eyes moved with lazy finesse over your features, down your torso, waist, hips, then thighs. Thighs. Yours always.

He let out a huff, half chuckle and something that only came with this version of him. Mellowed out from fatigue. "Seriously?" It was a proper question, no jokes. Straight willingness to ditch the movie ready in the dimly lit living room.

"Seriously. I want a bite." You could see the goosebumps that licked his skin, his smile now evident with a subtle heat beneath. He took two languid strides your way before his hands found purchase on your sides, lifting you like you weighed nothing onto the marbled counter. He was pressed close between your legs, hands on your lower back, dancing the path of exposed skin beneath your shirt.

"I'd like a bite too. I think the snack can come first, yeah?" His voice was low; a pleasant purr he wasn't aware he was doing. Your pulse spiked in excitement. You knew what you were in for. The evidence laid heavy between your legs. Well, shit.

Rin Itoshi- Dessert Time

"Take a bite?" Your fingers, nimble and careful held the spoon of cake towards his lips. His teal eyes looked away from the soccer match playing on the tv, eyes raking from your face to the treat you held before him. He grunted in acknowledgement, pretty lips parting to take the bite you offered.

You hummed in delight as he leaned back against the couch, eyes back on the screen. "Tasty, right?"

He shrugged, hands a lazy splay over your waist as you were seated comfortably atop his lap. "I barely tasted it."

You rolled your eyes. Taking another mouthful, the explosion in your mouth more profound with the strawberry jam much thicker between those layers. You chewed, leaned forward after and pressed your lips against his. He was caught off guard but didn't hesitate to reciprocate when your tongue gently parted his lips, the flavour of jam a sweet delight to his surprise. The eagerness was clear when he tugged you closer, slender fingers behind your neck and head tilting to the side for a better angle.

The languid kiss turned to softer pecks before he pulled away. You kissed his cheek and that stiff deflection of his eyes made you snicker. As if you two hadn't shared saliva seconds prior. His eyes landed on the empty saucer on the coffee table. "Done already? It was good." He said, an eager rasp tinged beneath the surface. "Do you want any more sweets?"

You tapped your chin in mock thought; the answer had already been there after you had closed the distance. "I want you. That counts as a sweet." Cliche? sure but it had him slightly flushing at the end of the day. "Your flirting is lukewarm at best." He scoffed.

"You never tell me to stop." You shrugged, in response he readjusted your position, your thighs now resting on either side of his own. The taste of strawberry and chocolate still lingered on his tongue. He licked his top lip deftly.

"Come here, idiot." He rasped, making you smirk. Feline and sly that told him exactly what you wanted.

"I can give you something sweet." He muttered, lips back on yours in seconds. Perhaps you'd get something sweet tasting but familiar to your palate after all.

♡𝒮𝒸ℯ𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾ℴ♡: Bllk Boys Reaction to you doing the “Shake Dat” dance trend. {Headcannons}

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓈 𝓃ℴ𝓉ℯ: Link right here if you dont know this scrumptious dance. I was just having fun w it fr 🙏🏽. Part 1 maybe?

♡𝒞ℋ𝒜ℛ𝒜𝒞𝒯ℰℛ𝒮♡: Isagi Yoichi, Rin Itoshi, Meguru Bachira, Reo Mikage

♡𝒲𝒜ℛ𝒩ℐ𝒩𝒢𝒮♡: Fluff! & Cursing

✬ℐ𝒮𝒜𝒢ℐ 𝒴𝒪ℐ𝒞ℋℐ✬

•On a Friday night, NerdSagi basically possessed this man’s body. Scrolling through his phone, eyes narrowed attentively at the screen as he pulled up a research page on the soccer skills he could analyse and practice on from Filippo Inzaghi- whoever that was.

•You weren’t interested because you were setting up your phone on the side table, in perfect alignment for you to shake ass ℯ𝓁ℯℊ𝒶𝓃ℊ𝓁𝓎.

•Isagi was aware of your boisterous behaviour at times and those random outbursts of questionable behaviour, but this was not something he knew you could do.

•When the song started playing after you clicked record, his eyes briefly snap up from his phone to your direction, back down to his phone, then back up again. Wildly surprised and strangely mesmerized.

•You moved effortlessly, and in jeans too? Damn girl okay. He was NOT familiar with your game.

•Jaw is practically on the floor, and once you were done, you can’t help but laugh at his expression.

• “That was insane. I never knew you could move like that.” He muttered, staring like he realised once again that you two were a couple. “Do it again! Slower.” He rambled. “It shouldn’t be possible to move like that in jeans.” He was practically in awe.

✬ℛℐ𝒩 ℐ𝒯𝒪𝒮ℋℐ✬

•Rin was locked the hell in on the tv. Posture leaned forward, chin propped up in his palm and eyes glaring daggers into the screen as he analysed the last Re-Al Madrid game.

•Now clearly he was in on the tv, but you were feeling like being a tease tonight cause why the hell not? You walk past the screen just to see how distracted he was- he didn’t even blink btw. Alright then, it’s go time.

•Your phone was set up on the coffee table, enough space between you and the device to be able to move freely. The moment you click the record button and the beat starts playing, it makes him tick.

•He’s annoyed at the disruption, eyes shifting over to you and mouth curled in a way he was ready to throw a biting remark your way, but it’s all put on hold the moment he sees you do that turn around and throw it in a circle so 𝓅ℴ𝓁𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓁𝒴.

•He was at a loss of words, and he could feel the creep up of a burning shade of pink glossing over his cheeks. The match was paused abruptly and by the time you were done and turned around, he was already looking the other way, collar over his face but you knew that confused glare was somewhere beneath, making you laugh.

• “The hell are you doing? You’re being a nuisance at the wrong time.” He tried to be a little more biting with his words but that was a prominent failure.

•His blushing only got worse as he’d shoo you away, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the way you moved in a mesmerising way like it came naturally to you, and he never knew. Damn the game, he needed to discreetly ask you to send the video to his phone.

✬ℳℰ𝒢𝒰ℛ𝒰 ℬ𝒜𝒞ℋℐℛ𝒜✬

•Your lovely Bee Boy happened to be outside practicing his footwork on the lawn with that silly smile as he claimed to be ‘indulging in his monster’ or whatever the hell he was yapping about.

•The sunset looked pretty in particular that evening, so you thought why not record a lil TikTok. Outside along with him, you put your phone on the edge of the grill stand, stepping back enough to be visible.

•Once that timer hit zero and you started your lil dancey-dance, Bachira was already staring in awe. He never knew anyone could even dance like you did. He had his fair share of moves but the hypnotising movement of your ass and the look of pure joy on your face had him excited too.

•Once you were done, he practically jumped atop you, begging you to teach him the dance. Your response? “Alright, let’s throw ass together.”

•And you two spent the rest of the evening trying and failing at recording a decent draft, but it was fun as hell. But Bachira was a fast learner, and the comments on the TikTok you’d both post hours later couldn’t help but love your twos dynamic. I would too tbh.

✬ℛℰ𝒪 ℳℐ𝒦𝒜𝒢ℰ✬

•Reo and you had come back from a long and exhausting day of shopping and modelling fits on for him in the process. He thoroughly enjoyed it of coarse but he was damn tired. And so the moment the two of you got back to his penthouse, he flopped down onto the couch like a dying fish.

•You didn’t mind at all, happily carrying the bags to the bedroom with a skip to your step, cause who the hell didn’t like a successful shopping trip? I know I do.

•When you rummaged through the bags and neatly folded the clothes up, a particular piece of clothing had caught your eye more than the others. Those dark blue and flattering flared denim jeans. They were perfect. When you’d tried them on earlier, you knew you could do some impression shit in those.

•And you decided to wear them, already having that recent popping off dance trend audio in your saved. When you set the phone on the dressing table and got to rocking your shit to that catchy ass beat, Reo’s tired ass had just walked in- well, not so tired anymore.

•His eyes went wide as saucers when he saw you throw it back, in jeans? What type of inhumane abilities were those? His eyebrows were scrunched in confusion but he hadn’t even tried to question it any further.

•His excited ass literally jumped in front of the camera to catch your throw back, making you yelp in surprise as you stumbled into him. He caught you of coarse, and you started to laugh.

• “Sorry babe, I couldn’t help myself.” He clearly wasn’t sorry. And he urged you on to do it again, until his heart and eyes couldn’t take anymore. Damn was he lucky.

𝒜/𝒩: I genuinely don’t even know if I’ll do a part two or not, but I’ve been OBSESSED with this dance so I was like why the hell not. Buh Byeee 😌✌🏽

I saw one of your blue lock x reader and i became a fan instantly!!!!!

Soo it's a fluff

So can you make this request of mine in which the reader has braces on her teeth and is a lil insecure about it how would bllk boys react on this...

(can you pls do kunigami, kaiser, yukimiya, sendou, sae, bachira, reo?)

𝒜𝒰𝒯ℋ𝒪ℛ𝒮 𝒩𝒪𝒯ℰ: Thank you smm, I tryyy ☺️✌🏽.This sounds so fun to make. I got youuu.

EM-BRACE IT

(yes we make jokes around this bitch)

𝒞ℋ𝒜ℱ𝒜𝒞𝒯ℰℛ𝒮: Sae Itoshi, Shuto Sendou, Michael Kaiser, Kenyu Yukimiya, Rensuke Kunigami, Meguru Bachira & Reo Mikage.

𝒲𝒜ℛ𝒩ℐ𝒩𝒢𝒮: None. Fluff & slight use of cursing.

Ask and you shall receive. Dispatcher out (*Hangs Up*)😝 (Let me COOK) (and I'm SO sorry for the late reply, my exams are around the corner so I'm trying to INHALE my books. School is highkey frying my shit rn 🫩)

BLLK BOYS WHEN THEY REALISE YOU’RE MAD AT THEM

CHARACTERS: Meguru Bachira, Shoei Barou, Gin Gagamaru, Ego Jinpachi

WARNINGS: None. Fluff and slight Cursing

MEGURU BACHIRA

Bachira actually doesn't realize it until your sat cross-legged on the couch, remote basically choking in your grip as you commit the absurd crime of you watching your couple's playlist of movies without him.

Would be pouting so hard and become clingier just to get your attention again and would NOT stop asking you what was wrong.

When he realises that you were mad at him specifically, oh lord he'd go absolutely full panic mode and basically rewire his mind to come up with every apology in the book.

His words and cute pouting became so insistently annoying you'd finally give in when you walked into your bedroom filled to the brim with heart shaped balloons with the cheesiest words and love quotes.

"Your so cheesy." you scowl.

"But you love it, right?" He'd beam clearly ready to suffocate you in a bear hug.

You don't reply but you cant help but crack the smallest grin, his last and final heads up he'd been forgiven and has the freedom to pounce on you without accounting for a black eye.

SHOEI BAROU

•Barou basically assumes your throwing a fit over nothing, giving you the most judgemental looks when he takes notice of your quieter yet sharper remarks.

•When he FINALLY clocks that your mad at him, he keeps the display that he’s all irritated and unaffected by it but deep down he’s PANICKING.

•Attempts to gain some sort of forgiveness subtly without actually apologising to you because his pride is too damn big for that. Perhaps making you your favourite meal or being a little more affectionate in terms of kissing your face enough to have you rebuke the nonchalance you were exuding his way.

•When you give him that sharp ass glare, he knows he’s won, pulling you close into a firm embrace.

•“Knew you’d give in eventually, Idiot.”

•“Shut up. You wanted to be nonchalant so bad, but you caaareee.”

•He gently smacks the back of your head, scowl in place but the affection behind his eyes was undeniable. “Shut it. You’re ruining the moment.”

GIN GAGAMARU

•Gagamaru’s intuition is so deep, he knew you were about to get mad before you even knew, but of coarse he didn’t know how to solve the situation before it got out of hand because he is really bad at understanding people.

•Although he tries with you as best as he can, apologising while still being clueless and thinking up off something that might make you soften up.

•When you see him come back home with a cute little dog, your defences immediately break, because your love for animals was just as strong as his.

•He was relieved to see you shower the puppy in awe as he secretly celebrated his shaky victory. Whew.

•”I suppose I can forgive you this time. You won’t be so lucky next time.” You scowl his way, making him straighten with a sheepish smile.

•”Yes ma’am.”

EGO JINPACHI

•Ego is an analytical weapon, so of coarse he noticed your strange behaviour right away. How you’d give him curt answers and do everything in your power to avoid him. How petty.

•Because he loves to analyse people, he knows what will make you forgive him despite hating doing this for other people. But it was you.

•Bros the type to do that fuck ass motion, where he adjusts his glasses like any other anime character before buying you a bouquet of flowers and going out to watch anything of your choice even if he only enjoyed watching soccer.

•When you finally start to crack under the effort he rarely puts in, he’s relieved at you finally forgiving him without him having to utter a verbal apology. Another prideful bastard.

• “I guess you deserve my attention after all.” You hum as you stuff your face with candy, head on his lap once you’d gotten home.

•He scoffs, his hand on your head was a habit he’d come accustomed to as he patted you twice. “Nice of you to stop being a smartass. I couldn’t stand being ignored is all.”

I just saw you fanfic about bllk and it was good ngl 😭

Just wanted to ask can you make something on sendou? Because I've seen like nearly no one has written of him, it can be anything.

(you can ignore if you want not forcing)

Your dispatcher has heard you loud and clear. I got you girl. (Thank you smm, now let me cook.)

Authors Note: Hes so baaad. Kind of a headcannon and one-shot in one.

HE WANT THAT COOKIE BAD

SCENARIO: SHUTO SENDOU X ACTRESS!READER HEADCANNONS

WARNINGS: Fluff, Cursing, Suggestive

How could this all have started? Perhaps during what was to be a highly anticipated interview after a crucial match for Sendou who couldn't hide his cockiness for shit after undoubtedly winning Man of said Match.

"So Sendou, the highest requested question for you is about your love life!" A woman exclaimed from the crowd of greedy interviewers. "Who is your ideal type!?"

An arrogant smirk would quirk the corner of his lip as he'd tap his chin feigning thought before he'd shrug. It was you. The same famous actress renowned worldwide from a lovely sounding country he didn't care to know the name of. His reason on live TV? You were hot.

Yet where did all that cockiness go when he saw you no less than two weeks later at a Fashion Runway in Tokyo? Leg studiously crossed over the other and gorgeous face flecked in shades of matte eyeshadow with a steely look that accessed the strutting models.

Was this heaven? Forget the models he'd initially come to ogle; his future wife was here.

When he eventually built the confidence to sit beside you and you'd flash a dazzling smile his way, his heart was secure from there.

He'd spend months pining after you once he'd found out you'd be in Japan for a while due to an upcoming series you'd star in, using the cheesiest pick-up lines when you'd happen to come across each other every other day. Coincidentally he said. (Alright bro)

You weren't easy and he knew that, even after you'd given him a chance. Dates were classy and flirty while activities from the public's eyes were fun and crazy.

How you'd go from ordering Alfredo pasta with a medium rare duck cut thin as a side dish to having this grown ass man smile with you as you'd run eye liner across the shape of his eye after a night out at the luminated beach; both of your faces a mess and sat on the floor of your rented beach house, the plush carpet littered in snacks and Nerf gun bullets.

He liked the attention he got from girls, but with you he couldn't seem to care anymore.

High key spoils you rotten even though you both have an exceptional amount of money.

Loves to attend your behind-the-scenes moments when he's not busy. Literally your number 1 fangirl.

Forces you to sit with him and watch your newest movie or series the moment it comes out.

Absolutely LOVES it when you praise him for something as minor as making the bed but acts like he doesn't care.

Flaunts the ever-living hell of you when he goes for training. "Oh yeah, do you know who my girl is? Shes the real deal. "Bet your girl isn't an actress and plays leading roles in every movie she does. Thought so."

"Is your girlfriend hot, sexy and can pay her own bills?" "Dude, were in the middle of a team meeti-" "Thats what i thought."

#SASSYKING (He gives the most diabolical side eyes)

He a FREAK. He's definitely a switch. Up for any and everything. He would definitely let you tie him up and do whatever you want.

He absolutely loathes being degraded, praise kink to the max.

Actually, uses a night of fun between you two against you when you're arguing. "You weren't doing all this last night." "Mhm, would you shut up if i reminded you just how much I annoyed you last Sunday Night?" He comes off wayyy too sassy and arrogant which he always pays the price for in bed.

Like i said before, HE DOWN BAAAAD.

AND SCENE!!

let's keep the requests coming, yeah? :)

(First post chat, wish me luck 😛)

WARNINGS: Very suggestive, insinuations of dry humping, insinuations of getting hard.

CHARACTERS: Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi, Yoichi Isagi, Reo Mikage, Ryusei Shidou

Rin Itoshi

•Rin never really asks. He’s more just about giving you intense glances that he expects you to get what he wants.

•He’s normally subtle when he approaches you, maybe putting a tentative hand on your waist, the other on your neck, sliding up to cradle your jaw as he leans down to kiss you almost sheepishly.

•He’s always nonchalant about it, but the slight pink tint to his cheeks never goes unnoticed by you.

•He prefers to give you short and sweet kisses, multiple soft pecks at a time. But if he happens to be feeling a little bit hornier, he tries not to seem desperate. But he is.

•The signs are there when he clutches you a little bit tighter than necessary when his hands shake slightly, breath a little bit more quickened and pupils dilated a lot more than one would consider normal.

•To be more accurate, his kisses would be messier for sure. Kisses would be a little longer, tongue prodding desperately at your lower lip and once he gets access it’s like he’s completely gone.

•That nonchalant facade ain’t fooling anyone no more once his tongue gets into play. He’s a messy kisser. Saliva carelessly mixing with yours to a point drool slithers down both yours chins, his breathing much heavier and half lidded eyes pathetically wider like he can’t breathe without you and he only really controls himself when you tell him to take it down a notch.

•Bro wants that cookie bad.

Sae Itoshi

•Sae won’t ask too. When you two meet up or happen to be at each other’s houses, kisses are actually not that common between you two unless if you ask, which he won’t hesitate to comply.

•Sae kisses you briefly a quick peck and he moves on with life. Maybe give you a kiss on the cheek once or twice a day on his own accord. But when he’s aroused? Bro is also nonchalant about it, but he on the other hand does not try and hide it.

•He straight up just brings you towards him and presses his lips against yours with an undertone of neediness or he tells you straight up. “I want you.” Just like that.

•His hands are always busy, and he likes to have you on his lap when you two make out. His hands rest on your lower back but we all know sae has an ass fetish, so it makes sense that he massages that majority of the time.

•He’s not a messy kisser, probably likes to sustain a sense of control when you two are intimate in general. His kisses a little bit rougher and more demanding but of coarse you don’t mind.

Yoichi Isagi

•Oh he’s definitely sheepish about it. I think overtime in your relationship he gets more comfortable giving you kisses out of nowhere and vice versa without being stiff and a blushing mess.

•His kisses are not too long and sweet. He pours out just how much he loves and cares for you in a simple kiss, eyes always gleaming at you when he pulls away like how he looks after every soccer game he has.

•On the other hand, I think Isagi does get turned on quite easily so I don’t think it’s that hard to figure it out when you sit beside him, legs draped over his lap and he just stares at you without looking at the tv. His thought getting the better of him as those puzzle pieces run like a storm in his head on how exactly to even initiate kissing you like he doesn’t do it every other day. But he always overthinks when he’s horny.

•He probably is never aware when he physically shows he’s aroused when he’s so deep in thought, especially when you’re on his lap. That imminent poke of something hard beneath you not even a surprise anymore these days, and he always gets embarrassed about it. But hey, it’s always a start.

•He kisses you with neediness on full display, he doesn’t really hold back. He’s flustered and he can’t get his mind to work out what he should do in particular at the moment so he’s always on autopilot, hands everywhere he can touch but always on your thighs. The plump and soft flesh of it is exactly what he loves about you.

•He does get messy-ish with his tongue but it’s controlled and sensual, long strokes along your tongue in a harmony you both like.

Reo Mikage

•Reo is down bad, I think we can just get that out the way. So him being down bad means he really won’t hesitate to voice that out. He consistently compliments you throughout the day, kissing your cheek, back of your hand and lips of coarse constantly without failure.

•He’s charming with his words too. “You look beautiful, my love.” “Not enough money in this world could ever buy you” (huh?) “My pretty girl.”

•When he’s aroused, it would probably become obvious over time. I think he’d be clingy to another degree and always have his hands on you, rubbing your waist or lower stomach. Chin on your shoulder where he can easily press multiple kisses on your neck and cheek which would eventually trail to your lips.

•Would probably pin you gently to the wall because he thinks your delicate like a prize, one hand beside your head the other on your waist as he kisses you with fever, tongue stroking yours in fierce waves that send heat through your body.

•He’s oh so needy and clingy and you love it!

Ryusei Shidou

•Shidou is a freak. Shall I go on?

•Bro is practically teleporting beside you for kisses, making sure to leave a stain of translucent saliva with that irritating smirk of his before walking away like nothings happened.

•On your neck, cheek, thigh, calf and of coarse lips.

•Bro is pouncing on you the moment his horny meter jumps up even a smudge. Even though he’s practically ovulating everyday, those days he decides to do something about it it? We’ll pray for you twin.

•He’d probably dive straight into tongue no questions asked, messy and trailing away from your lips to your neck. Leaving pretty marks on your skin, no matter what colour your skin honestly pretty, trust me he’s leaving a mark.

•I think he’d be more than happy to catch you on the couch, easier for him to rub his obviously growing bulge against you in a way that could counter his clear adrenaline fuelled self. It’s a skilled manner he possesses and he knows it when you wrap your legs around his waist, lips parted to accommodate light pants.

•Just know you’re in for one hell of a night.

(I’m a little down bad for Isagi 💔)