neutral!reader, it's really sweet, the tired guy, from the game "That's not my neighbor", MILKMAN
Artist from the fanart : @__kozuu on X(Twitter)
Looks
His hands + fingers are long and slim, a little bit brighter skin tone than his usual skin (yk cus cold)
His knuckles are a bit raw, just a little bit
Has cold hands definitely
Height between 5'10 and 6'2
Definitely is slim, but a little defined six pack
Not that wide shoulders, more like average
Had Scoliosis as a kid
A bit longer arms
Always looks kind of pale because he's tired all the time
Has defined cheekbones and jawline
clothes & jewelry
Mostly wears straight black jeans or trousers
He has black cardigans
He literally doesn't know any other color to wear except white, black, Grey and grey-blue
He needs clothing education from you
Only has a slim silver ring on his right middle finger as jewlery
But also wears a watch with him, just not on his wrist but in the pocket of his jeans
Anything pt. 1
Definitely listens to true crime podcasts (how ironic haha)
But when music is on his ears, it's mostly Falco, Joy Division, Taco and The Police
Still kind of Lana del Rey coded
I'd say he has a big brother who had asked him for money several times, but Francis got tired of it
Regrets his job, or at least wants to change his occupation
If he reads he has extra glasses for it, otherwise his eyes will burn
Reads mostly magazines about architecture and daily news
He definitely is a person that reads the newspapers
Physical activity
Challenge him to a fight and he'd win easily because even though he's slim, he surely has strength in his legs and arms
Flexible as hell
Can play basketball, but you need to build up endurance with him
Took some surfboard lessons in the past, but never surely can ride a wave in perfection
Today he mostly is busy with his job and chores, that he doesn't do any sports anymore
Appartment
Messy, his appartment is quite dirty, but still okay to look at
But definetly don't go into the kitchen
He only washes the dishes once in a week
Please show this man some color, his appartment is only decorated with white and black things
The plants he has are dried out, even the cacti
But Francis's bathroom is really clean
Like really clean
If you would enter the bathroom with shoes, he'd literally throw you out
He only once all 3 months has the urge to really clean his appartment
relationships
Had gone through a divorce in his mid 20's
Since then he never really trusted anyone, except you
You finally showed him how acception feels
He's grateful to have you
And he shows it by gift giving and acts of service
Since you are there, he finally tries to get his life together
Don't expect to get many words of affirmation, because you know he's an introvert
He loves to listen to you
He'd lean on the palm of his hand with his head and slightly smiles as he listens to you yapping
Then out of nowhere, he'd say how much he loves you
When you both go to sleep, he is on the side of the wall, with his back on it
He'd gently wrap his arms around you from behind, that you back is on his stomach
It's beautiful to sleep like that, when you're the little spoon
Often kisses your hand and scalp, everytime when he greets you
His hand would look so beautiful on your forearm, covering it almost fully
Nsfw ¬> MDNI
You know what those fingers could do..
And not only his fingers
Gentle Dom and Switch
Loves to see you over him as you sit down on his dick, his slim arms holding onto you as he sits on the edge of the bed
He's a hickey guy, but not like an owner thing, he doesn't really like to 'own' you, you are an individual and he loves how independent you are
He definitely loves when his eyes are covered with a blindfold when you take charge
he would also be the type who would start to whimper slightly when you put your hand over his mouth, when he's close to releasing
And when you do, god he comes so much
He's not really someone noisy, but he knows that you like it, so you hear his heavy breaths all the time and sometimes little grunts, and as mentioned the little whimpers
You always have your hands intertwined, he just loves to press your hands
It's also a safe-word thing between you two
accidently called you "mommy" one time
Mostly would say pet names like "honey", "my little one", "darling"
When you press his hand three times fast in a row, he knows to slow down or stop if you want it
It's really important for him to know you're alright
Would try out anything you want to try out with him and he'd be honest with you when he likes it or not
Is proud of you when you take his length all in you
He mostly would fuck you in the appartment, mostly on the couch or bed
But if the kitchen is clean, then definitely there, 100%
Would say things like: "I know you like that", "show me a little more honey", "you are so beautiful", "take it a bit more", "I'll be so good to you"
Anything pt. 2
Doesn't really drink Limonade or any other drink like that
Just give him water and he'll be fine
But istg don't give him milk, he'd freak out because he can't see it anymore
He'd fall asleep first when you wanna watch a series with him, you know why
Francis finally looks relaxed when he falls asleep next to you, his head leaning onto your shoulder or head
You have so many pictures of him sleeping
Francis always buys groceries when they're reduced
Drank too much energy drinks that they don't even help him anymore
When you once gave him a rose, he literally couldn't keep it together and you bet you saw a little tear in his eyes
He immediately wrapped his arms around you and didn't let you go for 10 minutes
He is just so happy to have you
And you are happy to be someone so special to him, that he got a picture from you next to his bed
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Not just Kenma is someone who watches twitch stream. Secretly, Tsukishima watches them too. He is bound to watch 'Just chatting' streams, but also 'Phasmophobia'. He also tries to stop watching Minecraft streams and videos, always saying they're childish, but he has a hard time to actually stop watching them. It's just the nostalgia that hits...
Edits note:
Happy New year..? I think it's been a whole year (or more) since I've uploaded something here. I had projects in that year, but due to getting a new phone, I lost my process of my drafts. Tho I gotta say that I haven't been writing anything great/much at all this last year. I would say I'm inactive, but I'm not fully away. Tumblr is always on my phone, although I'm not reading/writing much here anymore lmao. :) thank you all for the support <3
Let's just stay tuned? I hope y'all are alright :)
Kuroo loves to listen to the playlists you're making. He loves to discover new songs and puts him to his playlist. It's the biggest compliment from him when he says he listens to that one playlist up and down, knowing that you feel proud when he likes the playlist.
you flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. akaashi notices this, and the time. it’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. he can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave his daughter alone.
“i should probably—”
“just spend the night,” akaashi interrupts. he knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “don’t argue with me on this one, i’m not letting you go out in this storm.”
that’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. you’re such a good girl for always listening to him.
paring: dilf!akaashi x babysitter!reader
words: 2.9k
cw: fem!reader, age gap (reader is in their 20s/Akaashi in his 40s), alcohol, dubious consent, slight manipulation, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, minors dni
disclaimer: on this blog, we discuss and explore toxic relationships/situations/just because i write about these themes does not mean i condone/support these types of relationships nor do i do them in my own personal life.
these are fictional characters in fictional scenarios and nobody should be taking real-life advice or mirror the actions of the characters in these stories!
He laughed after hearing the small noise you made when he opened the door, entering the dimmed living room. You were curled up on the couch, a movie playing quietly on the TV. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he says, shaking the rain from his umbrella as he removes his shoes.
As always, you were quick to apologize, a trait Akaashi always found charming. “Oh, not it’s fine. I probably shouldn’t have been watching scary movies so late at night,” you mumbled, sitting up to put the film on pause. “Kisa knocked out hours ago, by the way. I managed to convince her to remove the facepaint but she insisted on sleeping in her costume so you’ll have a witch in her bed tomorrow morning.”
Akaashi wasn’t surprised. Even at five years old, Kisa was incredibly stubborn, getting into debates (Akaashi didn’t like to call them arguments) with her father over every little thing—not wanting to eat her broccoli or refusing to wear the new sweater Akaashi bought. You, on the other hand, were the Kisa Whisperer, able to get her to compromise and not act so hot-headed.
It was a blessing when you answered his ad for a babysitter. With his job taking so much of his time, and the messy divorce with his soon-to-be-ex, having the extra help means the world to him.
It also doesn’t hurt that you were so pretty. A sweet, obedient college student with such good manners. It took Akaashi weeks to get you to stop calling him “sir,” despite how much he loved how the word came out of your soft lips. “Just call me Keiji, you don’t have to be so formal with me, sweetie.”
Akaashi places his briefcase on the dining table and sighs. “I apologize for coming home so late, I just couldn’t get out of the office, and then the storm caused traffic on the way back. I hope you girls didn’t get caught in it while trick-or-treating?”
“Oh, not at all. I was keeping a close eye on the clouds the entire time. We made it home just fine.” your voice soothes Akaashi’s nerves as he hears you getting up from the couch. “And I don’t mind. Kisa’s such a great kid, I love spending time with her. I took a bunch of photos too, I’ll send them tomorrow.”
You flounder in the living room for a second, taking a glance at how the storm doesn’t seem to be letting up at all. Akaashi notices this, and the time. It’s past midnight and he’s certain the trains aren’t running anymore. He can’t let a young girl like you venture out into the night all by herself, but a drive back to your place in this weather isn’t ideal and he can’t leave Kisa alone.
“I should probably—”
“Just spend the night,” Akaashi interrupts. He knows you at this point, you’re much too nice to ask for a cab ride home and you’d probably rather trek through the rain than ever be a bother to anyone. “Don’t argue with me on this one, I’m not letting you go out in this storm.”
That’s all it takes to shut you up, nodding without another word. You’re such a good girl for always listening to him. He reminds you that extra sheets and pillows are in the hall closet and he has some of his ex’s pajamas upstairs that you could borrow. He has no issue taking you home after he drops Kisa off at daycare.
After he assured you that it wasn’t a problem, Akaashi could see that you were finally starting to calm down. He suggested finishing the movie you were watching before going to bed, he needed to unwind a little bit himself. Before settling on the couch, he grabs a bottle of wine from the kitchen and two glasses and places them on the coffee table.
“I know you’re gonna want to fight me, but you’re off the clock, sweetie,” Akaashi says, putting an end to any protest you’re about to give him. “I’m not your boss right now.” He pours a glass for each of you and hands one over.
He may be old but he can tell when he’s got a woman flustered and it’s written all over your face. So cute. You hold out your glass. “Cheers?” Behave, Keiji, he thinks as both of you clink your glasses.
It turns out horror movies haven’t gotten much better in the past couple of years. Still relying on overdramatic acting and cheesy jump scares, but he figures it can’t be all that bad if it scares pretty girls like you into scooting a bit closer to him. “Did you finish your drink already, sweetheart?” You look over at your empty glass, slightly embarrassed for drinking it so quickly. “It’s okay. Here, have some more.”
You’re more receptive this time, eagerly holding your glass so he can pour more wine. He always took you for a lightweight but seeing it in person was a sight to behold. “Sorry about making you work on Halloween. I’m sure you would’ve rather gone to a party or something,” Akaashi says, taking a sip of his own drink.
“Ahhh, it’s okay,” you giggled, curling up underneath the blanket Akaashi had on the couch. “There’s always gonna be another party.”
“Oh, do you go often?” he asks, chuckling at your quirked eyebrows. “Hey, I was your age too.”
“I find that hard to believe,” you tease, taking another swig—Akaashi’s certain he’s gonna have to refill your cup once again. “I go sometimes…if class gets a bit crazy, it’s nice not to think about work.”
Akaashi’s eyes flick over to the television screen, the dumb sorority girl in the movie starts flirting with the nerd boy character. There’s another thing he remembers about these stupid movies, a cheesy sex scene. A cardinal sin, their days are definitely numbered. But he wonders if their inevitable death will scare you enough that you’ll move even closer. At this point, you’re practically in his lap although it doesn’t seem like you’re aware of it. Are you this oblivious around other people?
“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asks without thinking, grabbing the wine bottle to refill your glass. He’s shocked and relieved when you shake your head no. “Come on, a pretty girl like you? I would think you’d have to fight these college boys off with a stick.”
Akaashi’s hand touches your thigh, gripping the soft skin. He feels the muscle twitch and a cute hum leave your lips but you don’t make a comment on it. “I don’t have time for boys,” you mumbled, eyes focused on the screen. You must be so tipsy at this point, poor thing, brain too foggy to notice the obvious jump scare that’s about to happen. It’s alright, though, the loud noise sends you leaning against him now.
“Aww, did you get scared, honey?” he coos, hand rubbing your back. Akaashi’s hand travels back to your thigh, running his fingers along the fabric of your jeans. “Are you really comfortable sleeping like that? Remember I have some extra clothes.”
“No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine…” But Akaashi isn’t having it, pulling you closer until you’re fully seated in his lap. You gasp in surprise, but don’t make an effort to push him away. On the contrary, you settle in his hold, sighing in relief.
Akaashi plays with the button at the front of your pants, easily spreading your legs so they dangle on the outside of his. “What did I say about fighting me, sweetie? I only want to help,” with deft hands, he undoes the clasp and pulls the zipper down. He’s so elated when you silently allow him to shimmy your bottoms off, leaving your panties exposed. “Doesn’t that feel so much better?”
He truly can’t help himself, thumb brushing against the front of your underwear. He slaps your thigh to placate you when you start squirming in his grasp. “I’m just helping, baby, it’s okay.”
“Noooo, sir, you can’t look at me down there,” the smell of wine is heavy on your breath as you slur your words. “It’s so embarrassing…” But Akaashi stopped listening when you called him “sir.” He thought he trained you not to call him that, but you can’t help it. So stupid with all that alcohol running through your veins. He’s feeling the effects of his few drinks—he would never be so forward like this but fortune favors the bold.
“Is that why there’s a wet spot right here?” Akaashi asks, touching between your legs once more, purposely reaching for the damp spot that’s slowly growing. He hears you whine again but quells it with a simple shush. “We have to be quiet remember? You’re gonna wake Kisa up.”
That makes you bite your lip, stifling any cries that would fall out. But it doesn’t do much to hinder Akaashi from touching you. His fingers playing at the hem of your panties. He could feel you trying to bring your legs together, but he keeps them spread. “Will you let me touch you, baby? I’ll make you feel so good,” he breathes.
Even in your embarrassment, you’re still a good girl and nod, boosting his ego. With the green light, Akaashi wastes no time plunging two of his fingers inside you. He’s quick to cover your mouth with his free hand, suppressing the cry before you can wake up the whole house. He even has to catch himself for a second, head lolling back at how wet you are. Fuck.
The vice grip you have around his hand tells Akaashi that you’re going to feel so much sweeter when he has his cock in you. Perfect, he thinks. The thought of some inexperienced college boy on top of you, failing to make you cum, made him uneasy. A good girl like you needs a man. You’re still young and inexperienced—you need someone to show you real pleasure.
He’s more than happy to take up the mantle.
Akaashi’s other hand travels up your shirt, tugging at your bra until one of your breasts spills out. The flesh is so soft in his grasp, he has to let out another groan. He fucks you harder with his fingers, turning your head to swallow your cries with rough kisses. There’s a fire inside Akaashi that he didn’t know existed. It certainly wasn’t there during those last few months of his marriage or with those one-night stands he had to fill the void.
He needs you to cum, needs to feel your juices running down his arm. Akaashi pays attention to your clit, circling it with his thumb just enough to see your legs start shaking. “Does it feel good, angel?”
You cutely whine against his lips, “Yes…it feels so good, sir.” Akaashi has to compose himself when your hips start moving When you’re fucking yourself on his fingers, chasing your high any way you can. God, he’s really gonna fuck you up. “Ahh, sir—sir, I’m gonna!” You whine into your hand to cover up the sounds, creaming around Akaashi’s hand as your eyes rolled back in bliss. He lets your body rock through it, free hand playing with your buds. Rolling and tugging them between his fingers.
“Honey, you’re making a mess all over me,” but Akaashi’s the opposite of upset. He wants to lick all of it up until he’s drowning in your sweet nectar. He wants to bury his face in between your legs and make you cum over and over until your brain is mush. But he’s hard and leaking in his pants and while he knows he can hold out as long as he needs to, Akaashi needs to experience the feeling of your cunt around him.
While you’re still feeling the effects, Akaashi wraps his arms around you and hoists you up, carrying you bridal style. “You’re gonna feel so much more comfortable on my bed, baby,” he whispers, trekking up the steps, down the hallway, and far from Kisa’s room where she’s fast asleep. He sets you down on the plush king-sized mattress and smiles at how quickly you settle into the silk sheets. “Feels good, yeah? Wanted to have more room while I fuck you.” Akaashi breathes, unbuttoning his shirt before climbing into the bed and hovering over you.
You’re staring up at him with wide, doe eyes. So naive to what’s to come. “Oh, I’m gonna fuck you. Wanna see you cum from my cock, okay?”
Akaashi kisses you again, smothering your noises of affirmation. He pulls the rest of your clothes off, savoring the sight of your naked body, the swell of your breasts, and your glistening cunt between your legs. Next time, he thinks. Next time Akaashi will reward himself with fucking you with his tongue. His cock hits his abdomen when he finally frees it, kicking his pants and boxers down and stroking himself with anticipation. “It’s gonna go so deep in you, but I know you can take it. You’re such a good girl…”
The words only make you squirm more underneath him. Akaashi stops stalling and rubs his cock against your folds, cursing under his breath from how wet you are. It’s so easy for him to slip in, easily stretching you out until he’s buried at the hilt. He has you folded in a half, pushing at the back of your thighs to reach even deeper.
Such a dumb, pretty girl you are, letting a man twice your age fuck you unprotected. You’re so lucky that it’s Akaashi doing this and not some other man who’d take advantage of you. He can take such good care of you—make you feel good, get your eyes to roll to the back of your head, you’ll never want to look at another man again.
“You’re so big,” you gasp, fingernails digging into Akaashi’s skin when he sets a slow pace. Akaashi pulls nearly all the way out before meeting his hips once again with yours. He can tell you’re getting addicted from the way your cunt spasms around him, clenching down to the point you’re practically choking him.
A pretty girl like you will definitely let him cum inside, fill up that young, fertile womb of yours. Oh, how adorable would you look with his seed spilling out of you? Or even better, plump and round with his baby? He’s always wanted a sibling for Kisa but his bitch wife wouldn’t allow it. But you wouldn’t fight him. Akaashi could be able to provide for you if you’d just let him.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect. Never felt a pussy this good in my life,” he mumbles, leaning down to kiss you, slightly changing the angle of his thrusts. The sounds of you crying out are intoxicating, he could drown in it.
"You ever felt someone's cum inside you, baby?" Akaashi asks in between kisses, groaning at the sight of your breasts bouncing as he fucks you.
"No, never..." you sigh, mouthing a small fuck as Akaashi keeps going.
He kisses you harder and the pride that's been bubbling inside him burns white hot in the pit of his stomach. He might not be the first to claim your body, but he'll definitely be the first the breed you—and that feels so much better.
Akaashi brings a hand to your chin, forcing you to look at him. Your eyes were fucked out, mouth wet with spit. So beautiful. "It'll make you feel all warm," he says against your lips. "You'll feel so full and when it runs out of you—fuck. You'll love it so much, baby."
Wrapping your legs around Akaashi's waist, you pull him closer. "I want it! I want your cum, sir," you whined and Akaashi has you right where he wants. A dumb, cock drunk girl crying underneath him.
It's perfect. You're fucking perfect.
"God, I'm gonna fucking ruin you," he grunts, moving faster. Akaashi's thrusts get sloppy, losing his rhythm as he fucks you with purpose. "Gonna make you so full of me."
You're crying, fat tears running down your cheeks as you're overcome with pleasure and the feeling of your nails dragging down Akaashi's back tells him that you're cumming once again.
It's so messy, your walls form a vice grip around his cock, and Akaashi, the experienced man that he is, can't help it. He cums with your name on his tongue, flooding your sinful cunt.
Both of you stay like that for a while. Akaashi's cock twitched inside you, making sure there isn't a single drop wasted. After a while, he wipes any stray tears that fall, kissing your warm cheeks with praises in between.
"You did so well, sweetie. You took all of me," he says, holding your shaking frame. He gives you a few seconds before peeling away and pulling his cock out, eyes locked on his seed flowing out of your cunt and making the mess he knew it would. "Look at that..." he whispers, completely mesmerized.
He knows he has to clean you up, but Akaashi lets himself enjoy the sight for right now. He'll keep the end of his bargain and drop you off at your place in the morning. But a part of him hopes you'll want to stay a little longer. You can be his cute live-in nanny, who takes care of his angel in the morning and gets fucked dumb at night.
You’ll do it for him. You’re a good girl after all.
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Dr. W. Afton from the game 'Thats Not My Neighbour'
Disclaimer!! I dont own the character or anything. Just trying to support the creators.
Art credits: @_.calitryx on TikTok
Appearance
probably about 5'11 to 6'0 tall
takes really good care of his facial hair (the maximum it gets are two days before he shaves again)
see him something between slim and yet muscular, sleeper build
slim waist and his shoulders on the broader side
Cake. Thats it.
his hands are rather on the rough side but he tries to take care of them
long fingers and takes the cleaning of his hands very seriously??
he has defined features but not like too sharp
Random
he has knee issues
addicted to coffee, also his very first thought after waking up
has a habit of sleeping in when he has a day off
or so he says ─ the first time you slept over he was awake at 7.
takes a lot of time for his hair in the bathroom
was insecure about his nose in his teens but learned to accept it nonetheless
he's left-handed
randomly mutturs out some facts throughout the day
he needs to push up his glasses pretty often because he once broke them by sitting down on them but refused to get them fixed
"its only a little bent." Yeah, a whole 90 degrees
he has a picture of you in his wallet
probably all his colleges know about you at this point
he's such a yapper once talking about a topic he enjoys maybe just a little too much ─ but you let him because who can say no to someone like him?
notices the tiniest changes of literally anything
going from things laying somewhere else in his apartment to the act of a person he's talking to
also the type of guy who watches you look at something a little too long and buys it for you as a present later
he remembers everything, literally has the brain of an elephant. 'I remember you saying you wish you had that so I got it for you.'
Style
you might actually mistake him for a phyics teacher (that damn checker pattern)
closet is mostly filled with linen shirts and some suit pants
'thats all he ever needed' ─ his words
color variates, he has almost every color but those bright ones.
of course he has some home clothes (you love to steal)
comfortable sweats and cozy sweaters
great taste when it comes for comfortable clothing ─ always manages to get the most fluffy ones too.
for jewlery, he only wears his watch around his left wrist
Activities
he probably has a gym membership but never actually goes
if you go tho, he might join you
in his freetime he loves to jog
loves to explore new things, like new recipes to new games (If mobile or not)
playfights usually end up with him laying down on you with his full weight
always has a stupid grin on his face when he does that
Apartment
he's completely clean, not freaky clean tho
there's not a single dust grain
but hes not too pressed about it ─ he simply enjoys tidying his apartment
gives him some sort of comfort
you can also find sometimes his clothes over the couch of laying on the ground, which is rare but it happens
his job doesnt require too much of his time so he has plenty of time at home
Relationships
like said before, he had some insecurities
confidence wasnt his thing in his teens (He was probably one of those 'uhm actually' kids but unintentionally.)
changed in his 20's ─ went out regulary but never found anything that could have gone further
which changed when you came around
so, he indeed was experienced but you taught him things aswell
love language is physical touch and acts of service (also words of affirmation)
loves random hugs and gives them too
huge on pda and shows it too
he really loves to just embrace you and cuddle with you on the couch or in bed while watching a movie or show
sleeping with him is hell
he's tussing and turning all night long, but only If you arent in his grasp
once youre trapped in his arms there's no way out and he wont move a single inch
small snores, but only once in a while ─ barely noticable too.
has all sorts of nicknames for you 'baby' , 'love' , 'honey' , 'sugar' , 'cupcake' you name it.
NSFW -> mdni
a complete switch
service dom
lives to do what you tell him to
to the location -> probably everywhere in the apartment when youre up to it
high-sex drive and probably lasts atleast 2 rounds
gets super touchy when he's worked up and just hints what he wants instead of saying it directly
he's shy! Just catch up to what he's implying.
knows the difference between harder and faster
also, not exactly into hard bdsm but isnt shy to explore with you either
praising to the top with him
you wont catch him letting out one word that would degrade
loves physical touch so this is his time to shine
body worshiping
kisses every inch of skin his lips can reach and then again
always tells you how good youre doing and how proud he is of you for taking him that well.
he's not.. exactly small either
a true mystery how he keeps it hidden beneath those forbidden pants
he loves to mark you, not for claiming and only for his eyes to see (maybe on the nape of your neck but not further)
basically, he does it how you want it. Romantic, slow and tender? He's in with all at it. Rose pedals even.
in the mood for something more rough and- ahem- man handling? Sure. He's in. But expect a godly aftercare ─ he can't stand the thought of hurting you
Aftercare
whenever, he's all sweet and gentle
acting as If youre made out of glass and will break any moment
once again he'll do anything you ask him to do.
a bath? 'Of course, my love.' Just a simple glass of water? Its already on your nightstand. Cuddles? Thats already happening before you had the thought. A massage? 'Just relax,'
a dream, literally.
he'll clean you both up without a second thought and wont let you lift a finger
if you do, youre met with a pouty expression on his face.
Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it. A little rushed.
Currently continuing writing a boyslove story for my own little collection of my writing progress. (I started this story over a year ago and got the courage to finally keep on writing.) I'm at the part where the hero has to fight his most important villain, smth about his past(he's already together with the former villain hihi) and I'm obsessed with the sentence of the villain, I-
"So you still want to fight Mr. Zhedus. .. Then I'll be glad to finally bring you down on your knees and beg to stay alive.."
You know the feeling when you shouldn't fall in love with the villain? Oops.
☆ finally writing for my bb suna i love him sm ill prob be working on you are my liberty or i go and spoil it all after this one but im not sure yet
☆ cw: nsfw-ish, angst(?), i put angst cuz its gonna get angsty later ik that fs, m!reader, making out, drug use(ouid), readers first time using, heavy feminization, suna has internalized homophobia this whole fic
⊹ all characters are aged up !
part;; 01
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“no no no that’s not what i was saying,” you and suna laughed as the two of you sat in his car in the middle of a walmart parking lot. it was late at night, cars and shoppers few and far in between.
“right so you totally weren’t saying if your friends were girls you’d fuck them,” you cocked an eyebrow at the man sitting in the drivers seat as you took a sip of your soda. both of you were facing each other, backs pressed against the windows.
“no! i was just saying if i were to be turned into a girl… id let the homies hit and i expect them to do the same,” he shrugged, trying to keep himself from laughing as he looked at your expression.
“so you’re bi?” you replied. despite the playful smile on your face, deep down you felt a sense of dread towards this conversation. having a crush on your friend was bad enough, but not even being a part of his sexual orientation was worse. taking a bite of his taco, he shook his head, waving his hand in front of him.
“nuh uh,” his response was muffled as he chewed, the smile on his face never wavering. you felt sort of guilty because of this. your friend was just having a good night and here you were trying to get any clue of his sexuality. “i only like pussy,” he spoke with his mouth full, laughing at his own answer.
“suna that’s disgusting,” you laughed, swatting at him as he stuck his tongue out at you. finally swallowing his food, he reached for your drink and started to chug it. “oh right help yourself,” you said sarcastically, rolling your eyes.
“hey i paid for this shit,” suna reminded you as he took another swig of the soda. you held your hands up in surrender, laughing softly as you repositioned your legs on the seat. the car fell into a comfortable silence as suna continued to eat and you pretended to not be madly in love with him. when he finished his food, he looked up at you with a smile. “wanna listen to music?”
you nodded, resting your head on the headrest of the passenger seat as suna connected his phone’s bluetooth to his car. the song playing was a familiar and your eyes lit up when finding out you two liked the same song.
“hey i love this song,” you exclaimed, getting a small smile from suna as he glanced over at you.
“yeah? its pretty good isn’t it?”
“very,”
the car fell into another round of comfortable silence aside from the music. the lights in the car were now turned off, shadows casted from the illuminated walmart logo now filtering through the car. you couldnt stop your eyes from wandering to suna’s face as he looked out into the parking lot.
he was so pretty, the prettiest boy you’ve ever seen and you so desperately wanted to kiss his lips and tell him how much you love him.
“hey y/n do you smoke?”
“huh-” you were brought out of your own thoughts by his sudden question.
“do you smoke?” he repeated, turning to look at you head on with an expression you couldn’t quite put a name to.
“no not really-”
“do you want to,” there was a sly smile on suna’s lips as he dug into his pocket, fishing something out before opening his palm to show you. it was a cart, one that you’ve seen suna use many times at parties and with friends. “you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable i’ll just blow the smoke out the window,” suna offered when you didn’t answer, not wanting to force you to do anything.
“no uh… i want to,” your voice was small, not entirely sure what to expect.
“okay cool we can hotbox then,” you watched as he held the cart to his lips, holding down a button before sucking in a deep breath.
“uh hotbox?”
“dont worry about it,” suna said as he exhaled, waving a hand in dismissal. you nodded, suddenly feeling a bit nervous and self conscious. you jumped slightly when he held the cart out to you. taking it from his hand you tried not to look too obvious as you looked it over. “take a small hit since it’s your first time,” you nodded, putting it to your lips and pressing on the same button you saw suna press, inhaling only for a short moment.
the taste was weird and it hurt as it went into your lungs, a small cough leaving you as you exhaled. hearing suna laugh at your state you started to feel your face heat up. reaching for your drink you handed him back his cart.
silence once again filled the car, random songs playing in the background but neither of you were playing much attention to it as you paced the cart back and forth between you too. you weren’t sure how much time had passed, but you were feeling happy, laughing at nothing.
“what’re you laughing about?” hearing suna’s confusion only made you laugh even harder, bending over as tears started to form in your eyes. your laughing was contagious apparently, having caused suna to start laughing just as hard with you. “oh shit i can’t breath,” suna wheezed out between laughs, tears now falling from his closed eyes as his whole body shook with his laughter.
the two of you laughed and laughed and laughed for who knows how long before finally, silence enveloped you two again. reaching for your drink, you were stopped as suna placed his hand on yours, his eyes half lidded as you just stared at you.
“suna-”
“you’re pretty,” he spoke abruptly, keeping his hand on top of yours. his voice was low and smooth and your eyes were wide, not entirely sure you heard him right.
“what?” your voice cracked just a bit when you spoke, causing your cheeks to heat up.
“you’re pretty like a girl,” his voice was a bit quieter now as he leaned forward, his face mere inches from yours nows. he lifted his hand from on top of yours and tenderly cupped your face. “i’d kiss you if you were a girl,” he brought his face closer to yours, noses barely skimming against each other as his breath fanned against your lips.
despite how your heavy eyelids felt, your eyes went wide, heart racing at the close proximity. you couldn’t help but lean into his touch, humming softly.
“you’ve got pretty eyes like a girl,” suna whispered, his lips nearly skimming over yours as he talked. “ ‘n pretty lips,” he ran his thumb over your bottom lip, pulling it down slightly so it looked like you were pouting. you looked into his half lidded eyes as he slowly pressed his thumb deeper into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue gently.
you didn’t realize you weren’t breathing until suna took his thumb out of your mouth and you let out a sharp exhale. his eyes were still on yours, it was like he was studying you and it was making you squirm in your seat.
“suna,” you whispered meekly, not sure what to even say in this situation. you couldn’t understand what suna meant by his words and the weed was definitely getting to your brain. absentmindedly, you lick your lips. the feeling was faint and would’ve been barely noticeable if you two weren’t so enamored with each other in this moment. both of you definitely felt the tip of your tongue swipe against suna’s lip and within just a matter of seconds, those same lips were pressing against yours.
your mind was racing as suna didn’t waste any time intensifying the kiss, poking his tongue between your lips before exploring your mouth with it. hands reaching for his hair, you pulled him impossible closer to you.
he moaned into the kiss when he felt you tug on his hair and you couldn’t help but feel your dick twitch in your shorts. his hands were firmly cupping your face, keeping you right where he wanted while he continued to hungrily kiss you.
suna could feel himself getting hard at the sounds of your small whines and mewls being muffled by his lips. he felt guilty, and slightly disgusted, that he was kissing a guy. but he couldn’t deny how good it felt and if he tried hard enough he could think of some imaginary girl. but he found himself not wanting to do that. he wanted it to be you and this thought brought a shudder through him.
suddenly overcome with the need to hear more of you, he brought his lips to your neck, sucking on the skin harshly. blood rushed directly down to his dick when he finally reached the spot you were more sensitive, breathy moans leaving your lips. you kept your hands in his hair, gripping tightly as you tried to not buck your hips into the air.
“ah suna-,” you whimpered when you felt him lean more into you, almost putting all his upper body weight against you as he sloppily left love bites all along your neck and collar bone. you could feel his body trembling slightly against your body and you couldn’t help when your eyes wandered down to his pants.
although the car was near pitch black, there was no mistaking that he was hard just like you. there were a thousand questions threatening to swarm your brain, but the stimulation and ambience of this whole event was enough to distract you.
one of suna’s hands fell to your hips and you felt your heart stop for a second as he brushed his fingers past the hem of your shirt. your body shook with anticipation as he traveled farther up your abdomen, but within a split second suna was off of you and fixing himself in his seat.
“suna-”
“i’m taking you home,” his voice was rough as his pinched the bridge of his nose between his index finger and thumb. he sighed shaking his head once before starting the car, not once looking at you.
completely in shock, you just nodded, slumping back into your seat and keeping your face towards the window as you felt your eyes begin to tear up.
The idea of helping you out with your assignments let Bokuto smile brightly. The usual meeting up in your regular café with Bokuto, Kuroo and Akaashi is only with two people today. But as the time goes on and the day ends with Bokuto on your side, you saw your progress of typing only one sentence for your upcoming seminar. A sigh escapes out of you, but you'll let the fact, that Bokuto and you only chattered and drank coffee, slight.
You call it a day, but at least you got a great time discussing.. 'important' things.
fluff, two daughters (10 y/o gap between them), mentions of sex, much love, no warnings
The man loves you and his daughters endlessly, no one could rip him away from his family
It felt like a dozen of white doves would greet him when your little daughter would jump into the bed to wake you both up, feeling at peace as he looks at her
"wake uuup~!" chimes from her, messy hair and her little chameleon plushie in her arm
Your husband looks at you with a tired smile, greeting you into a new day with a press from his hand in your intertwined hands
Tired footsteps from your elder daughter appear from the doorframe, a yawning haunting your teenage daughter
"she woke me up first.. So I said to her we'd make breakfast for you two"
You looked so proud to your both kids, slowly sitting up and leaning onto the board of the bed, your husband following the same steps
Your daughter brought two tablets onto your boths laps
Each of you having a tea, two toasts with marmalade and a fruit bowl in front of you
"and you both did that?" Ushijima asks, looking to his daughters with a loving gaze in his eyes
"yes yes! I made the fruity bowl for you!" said his little daughter proudly, falling into a crossed-legged position with her plush
You snickered lightly, looking at the 'fruits' in his bowl
Some big apple pieces, mandarins, a chopped carrot, chopped pieces of a peach and some little tomatos are visible in his bowl
Even your elder daughter had a little mischievous smile on her tired face, sitting on the side of your bed
But Ushijima loved the appreciation from his little daughter, rushing his big hand through her hair, covering her scalp
"that is so kind from you" he said in a calm tone, smiling lightly and starting to eat his 'fruit' bowl
Your elder daughter looked a bit perplexed to her father
But you just enjoy his smile
His smile went much more brighter as you started a family with him. In former days, he didn't even have a soft gaze on his face, only being a little less stiff from his usual behavior when he was with you alone
Your daughters were the whole peace for you two, sharing even more love in this family
Even at the lower times, when you and your teenage daughter had some various disagreements, Ushijima would try to always keep the peace between you, helping you to understand his daughter
Sometimes these both would even revel against you, but it was mostly loving to see the deep connection in the family
Your elder daughter is more of a daddy's girl, while your younger kid loves the affection and time you spend with her
Ushijima always gazes at you with a caring face when you lift up your daughter and snuggle
Your little nose kisses you give your kid and the charming laughter from his daughter, brings his heart to melt
He loves you even more everytime you do this
Ushijima then always plays with the thought to have a third baby, but you always could overrule him with the fact that your youngest daughter is still needing attention to grow up
The age difference between your kids is a bit large, being 10 years
But your daughters love each other and your elder kid even sometimes helps you out with her sister when you have stressful days
Sometimes when Ushijima helps out your teenager in math's and science, you see yourself sitting there, struggling with the instructions from your father
But because your daughter has the stubborness from you, it's a calming tutoring lesson, you wished you had too
You are so proud of Ushijima, always treating him with short kisses throughout the day
Sometimes when the time is on your side, you both make out in the bathroom or your bedroom, you having your struggles to silence yourself when he's whispering dirty things into your ear while he kisses your collarbone, his hands caressing your whole body with rough movements
It's hard to really have sex with him while you have a toddler in your house
but it's extra thrilling for Ushijima to treat you roughly in the night while you have to keep quiet, trying not to wake your kid next door
Eventually when you would be too stressed out and fall asleep on the couch, Ushijima plays with his little daughter in her room
When you wake up and wonder where your husband went, you'd always find him in the kids room, sitting next to your daughter and playing cars or puppets with encouragement
He is the definition of a perfect father in your eyes
When he gets home, your teenage daughter fist bumps his father causally, walking up the stairs to go to her room
Your younger daughter would geek and run up to him, cuddling his leg
His hand always always strokes through her hair
But when he turns around to you, his hands wrap around your waist, giving you a passionate kiss on your lips and a last little one on your forehead
It always brings your heart to melt, even though you get this every day
His daughters have a tricot of him and never giving them back
For you, he's the definition of a percent father
Sometimes even you want a father like him, getting all the love you deserve
But you already get it, the love he shares in this family, it's also for you, it comes from you
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Being in the snow with Sugawara brightens the day to a warmth in your body. Walking around the landscapes, taking picture of it and suga, playing in the snow with snowballs and doing angels in the snow. It brings your inner kid to have the time it needs. Suga's red cheeks come up in the snowy white aroundings. It's such a beautiful day and he makes the winter to your favorite season.
Futakuchi actually watches quiz-shows. It's always fun seeing him getting annoyed at the answers of the candidates if it's wrong. It's not like his answers are always right, but it's just amusing to see him as he mumbles his thinking out loud.
I have the thought that Yamaguchi would help you dye your hair. Listening to his calming fun playlists on a speaker while you sit in the bathroom, him behind you with the gloves on and the brush going over your sculp. You both talk and laugh about the day, enjoying the time you spend together. Yamaguchi really likes doing your hair.
+ : age gap (reader in their 20s, him in his 40s), rough play, breast play, obvious flirting, overstimulation, passing out, very little degradation, very little to little praising, mentioning of creampie, hot body, Ushijima Wakatoshi (god this man..)
"Wow I'm so glad for you! Honestly I couldn't endure it seeing you guys almost fucking right on the spot" you said to your friend, congratulating her that she got engaged, finally. "And it's really Alright if I'm there too?" you ask.
She was having a meet over with her family and her partners, and you got asked to give her company while they announce their love once again and celebrating it.
"Yes you gotta come, otherwise I can't stand my parents silent-treating each other all the time" she jokes around, while you try to remember her dad, wondering if you have ever met him...
You arrived at her house, lightly dressed up with a black dress and a see-through white blouse over your shoulder, keeping you a bit warm, having some exchange clothes with you in your Bag. She saw you through the windows and opened the door, hugging you tight. "You're good in time!" she adds a sentence whispering in your ear "my parents are already annoying" and smiles innocently. As you stepped into the quite big house, you already got greeted by 3 faces. Her family.
Her mother hugs you light as a greeting "Oh y/n I haven't seen you for a long time! You look good!" she says, admiring your looks and clothes. You thanked her for the compliment and looked at your friends brother, already knowing him. He gives you a slight smile and holds out his hand. With a comfort in your chest, you took his head and greeted him with exchanging some words. He's not much of a talker.
You feel a light gaze upon you while talking with him, a gaze that let you feel lightly uncomfortable. As you were done chattering, a tall man with olive eyes looks at you.
"Ushijima Wakatoshi, it's a pleasure to meet you" he says calm, with a deep voice that let you feel something deep down. You weren't expecting such an attractive man as her father, and he quite fits your type too. He holds out his right hand to greet you. You took his hand, noticing the size of it, but looked into his eyes with a slight smile, noticing his almost perfect eyelashes.
"Y/n l/n it's a pleasure to meet you too mister". He looks you deep in the eyes, letting a mysterious gaze through you, like he would enjoy giving you all the attention there is. Would that affect you? Probably..
...
The family of your friends fiance arrived shortly after that and you had quite some good time. Eating, drinking champagne, chatting with the others but mostly listening to the others. But all the time, you felt the familiar gaze from before all the time, Wakatoshi following your movements with his eyes, not taking them off of you.
He enjoys looking at you, studying like a picture, wondering what's making it so unbreable to not gaze at it, imagining what could be under that dress of yours. He is desperate for something new. His divorce was quite a time ago, and there hasn't been anything quite after it, just some hook-ups that were not that much fun as he thought.
Quite charmed of that misterious man, you got caught, trying to examine him with his grey-greenish hair. Just now your sight wanders over his clothes. A black blouse which seems a little tight on his build shoulders, dark-grey trousers and a brown slim belt, holding his trousers up to his waist. He notices your gaze, locking your eyes at his. Your doe eyes looking into his from a distance. He raises his glass with such a little smile, only you could see, you holding yours up too, sympathizing with him and smiling back.
You would love to hear his voice once again, him speaking with his deep voice that has made a little impact on you, wanting to hear him right next to your ear.
...
The evening went on, and eventually the party went to an end. The family of the fiance went home, your friends brother drove home to his girlfriend as you found out, and your friend and his fiance went into their bedroom. Because of your long way there, you got the guestroom and (unfortunately) Wakatoshi took the couch to sleep on, his driveway also long enough just to see his daughter.
You're laying in bed, already changed clothes, but still fully awake, your mind not getting him out of your mind. Wakatoshi was admiring you and he let you know that, visibly admiring you, smiling at you when you met him, it drives you crazy. Crazy not knowing what his intentions are, what he wants to do with you.
It gave you some tickling down your lower stomach, and just imagining that his rough, big hand would stroke over this area, gives you goosebumps. Already awake and not doing anything except of scrolling through your phone, you decided to go down into the kitchen to get something to drink.
Very slowly and trying to not wake the others, you open your door and get down the stairs, not making a noise. Only a bit light down there. Through the kitchen there's a wide opening, right to the living room where he sits. Wakatoshi, watching TV. He didn't notice you, not yet.
You quietly get a glass and fill it up with water, just now noticing that he sits there, without his upper cloth, having his right arm on the sofa back, his big shoulders and his upper back being visible. Your eyes wander over his muscles moving near his neck, hearing a little sigh from him. Even that makes you feel light, just some sounds from him.
He grabs something next to his body, his shirt. The moves that he makes while getting his shirt on, turned you kinda on. Those muscles that moves around, his arms getting through that shirt, his biceps visible is getting you some tickles and not just down your abdomen.
You shook your head, getting back your mind and were about to drink out of the glass, until the head of the tall man turns to the kitchen, catching you a little embarrassed on the stop.
Unable to get out of the situation, you decided to get another glass of water, asking a little shy if he wants something to drink. He nods to your answer and you walk to him, slowly, with the glasses in your hands, and getting a bit exited, to finally talk to him a bit. You walk through the opening with the glasses and he watches you, wondering if he gets to see more tonight, than just your short pants and your white shirt. He wants to rip it off, wanting to open that bra you can see a bit through.
As you sat down slowly next to him, it's more visible that he got a big chest that now is covered. His visible jawline got a shave two days ago. He leans back, his arm resting on the back of the sofa again, looking but not watching TV.
"You also couldn't fall asleep?" he asks, looking down at you from the side. "No not really.." you answer him, a bit intimidated, wondering what he will say again with this voice of his, that makes you feel dizzy. You now see where the silence from your friends brother come from. "Why can't you sleep?" you finally ask, not bearing that silence between you. "I couldn't handle it, not being able to talk to you propably" he shoot his shot. What does he have to lose? Nothing but your company he enjoys, and he was aware of what he has done to you.
You weren't prepared to hear that out of his mouth, making you feel exited, asking yourself if you should say something. "I think so too" you say, quietly regretting those words now. "I'm sorry mister, please forget what I said" spits out of your mouth, wanting to stand up and leave of embarrassment and the fact that you feel your cheek light up a bit.
As you stand up, he grabs your arm soft to hold you back, his whole hand fitting around your forearm. The soft touch with this raw hand, got your core throb a bit, getting too excited than you should. "Don't worry, I won't make a fuzz. You can stay to my pleasure"these words coming out of his mouth, you do see a light excitement from his eyes that look through you.
Deciding to stay, you sit back down and came a bit near him. It's hard to make a move when he is full of courage that he sends out, making it almost impossible to even flirt with that older man. Wakatoshi puts his arm on the back of the sofa, kind of getting you in his space more. As you noticed you dare to take a look at him while watching TV. He awaited that and raises his eyebrows at catching you stare, having a light smirk on his face which makes him unbearable to not fuck the shit out of him.
He slowly wanders his gaze down to your chest, and back at your eyes with a smile. God you just wished for a move that he would make, which he does, surprisingly right after enjoying the view of your body.
The excitement almost overflowing in you, as he lays down his hand on your thigh, not affecting him in any way. God, he is so close to your core, that you clench your thighs a bit to supress the throb that went a bit needier.
"Is that alright with you?" such a polite man, only if you knew what he wants to do with you. Fuck you raw and good, making you cum all over his dick are the only desires he has right now, and he is close to fulfilling that dream.
You nod, making him feel more comfortable around you than he was, making him stroke your squeezable thigh with his thumb, really slowly making his way to your lose short-pants. A compliment comes from his lips.
"You looked very good in that dress. I couldn't stop looking at you" finally you made a move, still kind of afraid but it was so obvious to you that he likes you. "I noticed that, I loved your attention on me" you said. God finally he kept moving on, you thought as he leans to you, watching those eyes and lips, wanting to kiss them so bad.
"I want to give you all the attention you want" he breathes, almost touching your lips with his. Only just some inches between it... You couldn't hold back, your self-control finally went away, he waited for that moment. "please do mister.." you answer without hesitation, finally getting his lips to touch yours.
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Your whole body feeling hot, bursting out the lust you tried to keep in, moving along with his. His hand longing to finally touch your waist and grabbing your skin of it. Wakatoshi pulls you onto his lap, not interrupting your greedy wet kiss, turning into deep tongue kisses.
His deep voice humming while he sucked on your tongue, makes you crazy, slowly moving your hip, noticing his aroused cock inside his pants. As you weren't already wet of his touches, he slips his hand into your pants from your left leg, pleasuring your folds with slow movements.
He doesn't want to pleasure himself with you, he wants you to have an unforgettable rough sex with him, not wanting anything else but his dick after that. You break the tongue kiss, watching his hands in your panties, knowing exactly what he does and you can't hold back a slight moan.
"I can't let you be louder than that, otherwise they're gonna wake up" toshi says under his excited breath, longing for your pussy, but keeping it patient. He focuses on your throat now, slowly giving you some of the roughness by biting your collarbone and moving his lips up, placing wet kisses all over the side. Fuck, you thought, already so close to cumming on his fingers and he was just caressing your folds, his wet fingers full of your juice enter into your pussy, and it feels incredible, such a little rush but pleasuring like nothing ever was. You hiss, pulling you onto him more, and grabbing the back of his shirt.
Ruin, wanting to ruin that pretty back was your thought.
You pulled of his shirt, which was kind of hard while getting the full menue of getting fucked with fingers, and hold yourself onto his back, slowly scratching it with your nails. Some little whimpers come out of your mouth and as he started scissoring you, your moan got concealed by wakatoshis hand, while you finally cum on his other one, as you couldn't endure all that pleasure down there.
Your pussy wrenching it all out, sucking his fingers into it more, got him turned all up, ready to make you feel so good. Slowly taking out his fingers, holding them infront of your scrunched up face. "Was that you?" he asked in such a deep voice, it vibrates in your brain. "yes mister..."
What a lovely name to call him, bringing his control to the edge, especially hearing that out of your mouth. It drives him crazy, wanting to fill your hole up more with his cock. He helps you out of your shirt, him finally seeing that bra of yours for a short time, just to open it again, wanting to see every inch of your body.
"Stand up and take off your pants" he says with his eyes on your breasts, that would fit perfectly in his hands. As you do with a little struggle to keep yourself up, his eyes glances down, looking at his art of you with a slight smile. Seeing you being wet all of his doings with just one hand, is such a view to him.
He wanted you to come back on his lap, feeling the throb of your pussy for him, but you decide otherwise. You want to pleasure him too, giving him something he wouldn't expect.
Getting on your knees, you open his legs and pull down his pants. He looks at you seductively, waiting for you to go on, you hold up for a second and admire his length, overall a bit over average but it's gonna fill you up so good.
Taking your breasts around it, to give him some stimulation is a good idea. You start to move them around his cock, seeing how he lays back his head, enjoying your doings. God your sight of him wants you to cum again, and his little hums that turn into some grunts give you a little kick, finally wanting to hear more of him, his deep voice.
His cock starts to twitch, close to cover your tits with his cum, he stops you as his hand grabs your chin lightly. "Don't. Come sit on it." he says under his little breaths, that would enter your mouth soon again. You stand up and move your cunt right over his dick, hesitating at first, unsure of how fast he would go.
Wakatoshi holds you at your hips, getting some help. His large hands almost could hold you alone like that.
"Go on" he commands as he watches you dead in the eyes, giving you a shiver down your spine, almost doing it immediately.
You get down, only just taking his tip and you are already feeling full, feeling his cock. Going to the half, it already hurts a bit, stretching you lightly, but it turns to a pleasuring pain you want to get more of.
As you arrived at his crotch, you hissed in deep, full of him and feeling his veins so intense already brings you to an orgasm already, whining through that pain. You wouldn't know that you were so sensitive for him, already having your first orgasm.
"mister I- fuck I'm sorry..." you apologize under this pain turning into a pleasure. He feels your clenching insides, getting him more aroused. "you're taking my dick good. Don't worry, I will handle the rest" and he immediately starts moving you up and down, getting out full of you and letting you down full on his length.
Tooking you by surprise, you almost scream out his name, but he could stop you with his tongue getting into your mouth once more. Only this one move is enough for him, to get more interested in you.
The only thing you can do to express your pain is by scratching his back. Your hands under his arms, reaching out to it and holding you with your fingernails, leaving some marks and getting 'toshi to grunt into your mouth. The artwork of yours looks so good in his back, and surely as he moved your body up and down, the longer those scratches will stay.
His sweat already is wandering down his back, getting his body even warmer. Him moving you up and down all the time took him to the edge and he is about to give you a creampie. How he would love so see his cum slowly wandering out of you.
Under his heavier rough breaths he got out some words. "You'll feel so good when I come into you..." And so close to getting out all what he got, a supressed moan wanders through the hand of him on your mouth. you came again, not sure if his words got an influence on that, but it was already so much pleasure to endure, as you also couldn't believe how good he let's you feel, already having your second orgasm that lasted whole 2 minutes. Surely you got his lower back red of your nails digging into his wet skin.
His twitching cock pulses into you and at the last move of putting you down, his sperm flew right out of it, warming your insides more. Your clenching walls getting out everything of his cock. Arching your back as you feel hot inside gave you the rest and you almost screamed, again held back from 'toshis hand, muffling your pleasured sound, already seeing stars and so close of passing out.
Him grunting heavily by his doings, feeling your tight pussy. Slowly his cum is dripping out of you, still having his dick in you, is making him smile light, being proud of what he has done to you.
He was the first one, to give you two or three orgasms in only one position. And he will be the only one that managed that. You feel so exhausted, your body only leaning onto his big one, but you can feel his cock getting wrapped up again.
"Haven't you done your job right?" he whispers into your ear, shortly nibbling your earlobe, already having a plan how to manage a mess like you. "No mister... I'm sorry mister..." you say exhausted, not even able to move your body right now.
Unable to predict his actions, your body is in his control now, but he waits. He waits that you earn a bit strength back, slowly stroking your head, going through your hair, holding you tight to his body. He could be considered gentle, but his impression and roughness tell otherwise.
With slow movements, you wrap your arms over his shoulder, this being his sign to go on. "hold on tight" he whispers, slowly moving up, holding you. You automatically wrap your legs around his waist but your head wasn't quite able to catch up. And in a second, he bounced you on his dick once again, moving in even further.
Your mouths already together, you moan into his mouth again, even having the feeling to melt into his sloppy kisses. Not even you didn't know that you would be so loud in one lifetime, yet your beautiful sounds that he enjoys are getting muffled by his warm lips or his hand on your swollen mouth, due to all that kissing.
Your slim walls pushing once again, gives him extra pleasure to his thickened cock. Bouncing your body while he stood up, was only the second of his list on how to fuck you, but for tonight it was the last thing.
Feeling you so tight around his dick, feeling your bouncy boobs and moving you on your arse is everything he could do to feel you everywhere, which made his cock twitchened and he came once again, letting it all out inside you, already feeling is sperm getting out around it, grunting one last time in your mouth. You would remember that grunt forever. His chest heavily moves from the exhaustion that haunts him lightly, looking at his product that he made. The view he has, still holding your body and seeing you still intertwined with him, has such an impact of him. Never thinking of looking at a more beautiful thing.
What a shame it's already over, he thinks but your whole body was tired, you exhausted and barely could keep your eyes open.
The only thing you could remember was getting brought to bed like a kid, carried like one. Only feeling some wet tissues and towels on your body. Then black... You fell asleep, while Wakatoshi took care of you. Cleaning up the living room and bringing you your clothes in the guest room.
As he was done, he came back into your room one last time to look at you, seeing you sleep so peacefully after he made you such a mess. He placed a kiss on your forehead, leaving the room with one thing in his hand. If he would've slept in the same bed as yours, there would've been speculations and you couldn't see each other ever again. He wouldn't let that happen,he is a vulnerable middle aged man.
As he got on the couch, he took the cloth out of his pockets he took of you, your underwear being in his hands, wanting to do this all day long. One little sniff and he was satisfied for the rest of the night, falling asleep on the couch, remembering the view he had from you in his dreams.
~~<3~~
The next morning, you hear some movements in the house, not quite able to assign them. You just lay in your bed, tired body and still tired mind, still trying to remember the last things from the night. As you decide to look down, you slowly stand up from the bed and stretching a bit to get a bit of the pain away that haunts you.
Climbing out of it and slowly opening the door, you see him on the stairs going up. The man that made you mess, Ushijima Wakatoshi. He noticed you on the doorframe and stopped going up, looking at you.
"the others eat breakfast, better get dressed" he says, quickly looking up and down at you, you still being naked. You speak up "I couldn't find my underwear" and as he predicted that, he gets to you, taking your hand and opening it.
This man was slightly obsessed with you and that was an understatement.
Placing his other hand on yours, giving you the underwear you searched for. Your eyes went from your hands to his face, looking up and meeting his. There's a small comfort in them now, a softer gaze than the day before, kind of hard to not lose yourself in his olive eyes. "come, get dressed and eat someting" he says with a charm in his voice, so soft yet so hot with his deep voice.
He shortly gives you a kiss on the forehead and went on going to the bathroom. You stopped him right before with your teasing words. "Missed me that much the night?" smirking to your satisfaction. Did you get him with that?
He looks back, chuckling shortly with a slight smirk. "Go dress up" he says, smiling light and disappears into the bathroom.
Wow, the short chuckle gave you little butterflies into your stomach... So attractive, you think and went into the room to get dressed.
All dressed up - with your underwear - you get down the stairs and sit down on the table where the others sit, one seat next to Wakatoshi. "Wow you slept in" says your friend, smiling to you. Quickly lying on the spot you say: "Yeah I drank a bit much champagne yesterday" and grab the juice to pour it into the glass infront of you.
As you do, a knee hits you light, not moving away from you, already knowing it's Wakatoshis. Only the little touch, not even from his hand, is making you feel comfortable, warm, maybe even a bit needy. It makes you happy, that he searches attention from you, a light smile appearing on your face.
You both shared some touches with your knees under the table as you all ate breakfast, and soon it was time to leave. Leaving your friends house, going home, not able to see him again..
With a little unsure feeling in your tummy, you pack your things in your bag, hopefully not forgetting anything. If yes, you have no shame of turning back if he would live here.
A knock on the doorframe, he stands there, leaning on it with his arm. God the marvelous sight, seeing him in that shirt, such a simple plain one, but he can style anything if it's on his body.
"Ready to leave with me?" you nod turning around and grabbing your bag, but holding in, did he say 'with me'? You look confused to him.
"I'll drive you, no talking back" he says, going away from the doorframe, longing for a short kiss and walks infront of you, ready to wait for your signal.
"okay, I can't talk back" you say, smiling at him, but is it a good time to kiss here? Well, your friend is downstairs, maybe one will satisfy your needs..
You got close to him also, your calm face awaiting his lips tells him that you also want it.
Looking at his lips was the sign to finally kiss you, he brought his hand onto your cheek, you feeling the sensation too much already and he closes your lips with his. It feels like you are on cloud 9 while getting electric shocks through your body. You lean into the kiss, he's feeling every inch of your cheek with-
"Come you guys, my mother is already away, you go now too!" you stop in shock, hearing your friends voice from downstairs. With widening eyes, you look at him moving away from your desperate lips. "We continue this another time" he whispers into your ears, making you fuzzy.
He goes down the stairs, you slowly follow, not trying to show your excitement on your cheeks.
...
"I'm gonna miss you!" Your friend says hugging you tight as a goodbye. You, laying your hands around her back. "I'm gonna miss you too, have nice holidays with him" you say and let go of her. Wakatoshi leans down to his daughter, hugging her and wishing her beautiful moments with her fiance.
You watching them, realizing that you like her dad, but he's single and you too. It felt like a match, and does she have to find out? You let that question open.
Both of you walk out of the door and wandering to his car, getting into the passenger seat, and as you watch him get into his car, you look at his thighs, now seeing that not only his back is well trained. He doesn't skip leg days.
"What city?" he asks you, answering a little late because you were.. Distracted. "xxxxxx" he looks at you, lighty having a disbelief in his eyes. "What?" you ask confused. "So we got the same destination" he answers, and also you were quite surprised but slowly replacing it with a tickling happiness in your stomach.
He starts to drive and you turned on the radio, not liking the silence when someone just doesn't turn up music while driving. It's giving you the ick.
You look out the windows but your gaze went to another thing, your thigh having a hand placed on it. It feels incredible, you had that feeling before, sure but it's always a relieving excitement wandering through your body with chills just by having his touch on your body. He notices you smiling and couldn't suppress his one, his corner of his mouth moving up.
You seem to find a pen next to you, deciding to write something on his hand. You took it, and hold down the hand with yours, writing with the other one. It sure is a spectacle, feeling his rough hands with little veins over it in yours.
He was relieved seeing your number on his hand, having some thoughts on what you guys were writing about and how he could pleasure you through the phone when he will write you...
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Exhausted? Get a good massage from Kita, he would be so good with his hands on your neck, stroking over it to let you feel less exhausted. It feels like a miracle.
It hurts him to see you happy, with someone other than him. Tendou never let his guard down, even if his day was fully exhausting to him. But seeing you happy with someone else hurts him.
You both had gone your ways after you broke up two years ago in high school, and it took time to get close again, even talking was taking too much courage for Tendou, but eventually as time moved on, you started to be friends again.
You once came to his part-time job at a café just to catch with him up again. But as his best friends name came out of your mouth, his heart shrinked in his chest suddenly, making his chest hurt. Tendou just smiled it away as he listened to you talking about your date you had.
Each time the name fell, the pressure on his chest got heavier, but he wanted to show you of what a friend he is to you, just a kind friend. A kind friend with too much love to handle.
You always were loyal, and you could never betray your partner with someone else. Tendou and you just eventually realized that it wasn't the relationship you dreamed of, never enough for both of you.
But for his part, it was a lie. He was the happiest he's ever been with you, but he didn't wanna pressure things onto you, that you weren't going to enjoy. He wanted you to live your life at your fullest. Without him unfortunately. He couldn't give you enough love he had buried deep inside. Yet he still feels it, after those years, it didn't dissappear.
He smiled at you, you and Ushijima that visited his café to meet him once again, to have another date in this café. As you chatted, Tendou's body signals his little anxiety, feeling a pain in his chest as you seem happy, more happy than you ever were with him. He smiled the pain away, trying to make the coffee you and Ushijima ordered.
"we planned on going to that library afterwards" you said with such a calm voice, he never heard before. Calming but yet thrilling, at the same time hurtful with the word 'we'.
"You did? It seems like you really planned things out!" Tendou said, looking at the satisfied faces of you and Ushijima. It hurts to see them together. It felt like cheating, but it's all time that lead to things.
He gave you both your mugs of expresso and dark coffee and smiled at you with such a facade that was about to break in thousands of pieces if anyone would simply snap with their fingers. You thanked him as you went to a table, Ushijima putting his free hand on your back to lead you.
Him seeing you talk, smile bright as you looked at his best friend like you never did, chuckled, or just listened to him with such a soft gaze, let Tendou felt hurt, maybe even terrified. He couldn't concentrate on his customers anymore, his put-on smile trembling more and more. It let him feel so weak that he couldn't enjoy seeing you at your best, so hurt. All the time, his love for you never really faded.
As you said your goodbye to him, Tendou was slightly closer to break out in here. Your true smile, your perfect face, your charm, everything he loves is meant to be for someone else but him.
As you and Ushijima walk out of the glass-door, his arm around your shoulder, Tendou couldn't bear his feelings anymore. A tear slowly running down his face.
He quickly told his colleague to take over and went into the private area of the café, his tears uncontrolled. It was too much, too much to handle and he has to smile about it, about the fact that he was once again not exactly what he intends to show. His tears running down his smiling pathetic face.
What Tendou didn't know, Ushijima noticed it, his friend breaking apart behind his back.
"Wait here, I'm just using the bathroom from the café" Ushijima told you and went into the café once again.
Suddenly, Tendou saw the shoes from before in the private area, looking up to see Ushijima infront of him. Without hesitation or words, he took Tendou in his arms, them resting on his shoulders.
Curiosity is seeable on Tendous face, wondering how he got in here, but it quickly faded to acceptance, slowly wrapping his arms around Ushijimas body.
It was rare for those best friends to hug, as Ushijima is not much of a physical touch type, but he knew what was needed. Just a hug, a hug that lasted a little longer.
Tendous chest hurt, but the warmth of Ushijimas body filled him. It felt like a silent apology to him, an apology Tendou knew wasn't needed. Just a little longer.. He thought.
A little longer for the moment, to feel a bit better. Just a bit...
