#aib 2

sypnosis : chishiya was planning to tell what he feels towards you, he had everything prepared, his words, where he will confess, and what time he'll confess, but it seems like fate ruined everything he planned, and ended up just blurting that three words.

tags : little angst, fluff at the end<3

note : HWUEAUAUSSHSSHSH FINISHED THIS IN ONE SITTING, NOT PROOFREADED, TELL ME IF THERE R ERRORS, AND BAEEEEE @weronikasstuff ILY ILY/p also fem reader !!

A/N :  I’m simping so hard for him it hurts :)))

Inspired by request: “Dr!Chishiya x fem!reader where he tends to your wounds after a game and smut ensues? Thank you, love your writing <3″

Thanks anon, enjoy!

TW : -18 explicit content, slight angst, smut, fingering. 

Chishiya Shuntaro x fem!reader

1,3k words, one-shot

English isn’t my first language, sorry for the mistakes.

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Where the hell is he??

The Beach was crowded with people dancing, drinking and enjoying themselves. They screamed and shouted, jumping up and down to the loud techno music that blared from the speakers. After all, making it back from the games was reason enough to celebrate. That and the fact that this place never seemed to run out of alcohol. You, however, were in no mood to join the fun. Not until you found him.

Winners made it back to the Beach by now. He should be here. He should be looking for me. 

You ran across the main hall, looking all around you, pushing your way through people and probably making some trip and fall but you didn’t stop to apologize. You just wanted to find him. You began to feel a tightness in your throat. What if he lost? What if he died? The mere thought of not seeing him again brought tears to your eyes. You shook your head and tried to compose yourself.

No, not Chishiya. He wins. That’s what he does. If there was ever someone capable of getting out of Borderland, it was him.

“Y/n?”

The familiar voice behind you grabbed your attention. You turned and there he was, casually standing a few meters from you, hands in his pockets, a grin spread across his face.

You didn’t even take the time to say anything and ran right into Chishiya’s arms. He lifted you from the ground like you weighed nothing, placing his hands beneath your thighs as you wrapped your legs around his waist and squeezed him as tight as you could. You froze like that for several seconds, holding on to him like a drowning person would hold on to a piece of wood, savoring his scent and the warmth of his embrace.

“Nice to see you, too,” he chuckled, burying his face inside your neck.

He finally put you down but kept his arms wrapped around your waist.

“Where the fuck were you?!” You pulled away from him and lightly punched his shoulder. “I couldn’t find you for hours, I thought you died.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence!” he scoffed. “It was the easiest game yet, of course I made it back.” 

Your heart tightened and the tears subsided again. Every game was scary, but at least you had some kind of control over them. Tonight, running around the Beach like a crazy person, not knowing if Chishiya was alive or not, you encountered a whole new level of scary.

Realizing how upset you were, Chishiya gently grabbed your shoulders and pulled you back to him. He noticed a cut on your forehead and frowned.  

“Are you hurt?” he asked, his low, deep voice suddenly filled with concern.

“Oh, I forgot about this.” You ran your fingers across the line of dried blood. “I received a blow during my game, but it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“Let me look at it properly.” He looped one arm around your shoulders and lead you to the infirmary, where you sat down on the sofa. Chishiya pulled out gauze, a small bottle of disinfectant and bandages from a drawer.

“Alright ma’am, I’ll be your doctor today. Let’s proceed to the physical exam, shall we?” He smirked as he sat down beside you, reaching for your head with one hand, tilting it to suit him while he dabbed the wet gauze over your cut.

“Shut up!” You chuckled, squeezing his free hand as you gritted your teeth against the sting. It was impossible for you to stay mad at him for too long. 

“There,” he said after applying an adhesive bandage to cover the cut. “Just a bad memory now.” He smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear. You smiled back and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips. A gentle kiss that quickly turned into something else as you felt him slip his tongue between your lips. His hands slid up to cup your face and tilt it gently to the side, making the angle that much better. Yeah, this was definitely no gentle kiss anymore.

After a while, he pulled back from the kiss, allowing the both of you to catch your breath. Encouraged by your moans, Chishiya’s hands were quick to pull up your gown and drag down your panties until you could slip them around your ankles and take them off. He parted your thighs wider, his soft lips caressing your neck. He lifted and hooked one of your knees over the arm of the sofa, opening your body completely to him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered next to your ear before pressing his lips on yours again.

Groaning into your mouth, he let his fingers brush the inside of your thigh and slowly work their way up. He grinned into the kiss when he felt how wet you already were. Your legs jerked uncontrollably as he gently pushed in a finger in your soaking wet core without any warning, angling his thumb to rub your clit at the same time. You pressed your forehead against his shoulder and whimpered in ecstasy as he plunged another finger into you. You felt his erection grow next to your belly and raised your hand forward to touch him, but Chishiya grabbed your wrist and stopped the motion.

“No,” he muttered, his warm breath grazing against the soft skin of your earlobe, “This is about you. Tonight, this time, it's about you.”

“But –“ Your attempt to argue was cut short by his fingers suddenly curling upwards inside you, making you bit your lip so hard you almost bled. 

“Let me take care of you,” he murmured with a drunken tone. 

Gladly accepting your fate, you threw your head back and your eyelids fluttered shut. He pressed lazy open-mouthed kisses down your neck, enjoying the way your breath hitched in your throat as you started grinding against his hand. You could do nothing but lie there, helpless and mesmerized, and you loved every bit of it. The muscles in your legs twitched as Chishiya soon added a third finger. You clawed at his back, groaning desperately as his thumb continued to flick against your special spot that made your head spin.

“Chishiya, I – I’m gonna –“ you cried out between two gasps of air.

Knowing exactly what was coming, Chishiya increased his pace tenfold. He was so close to getting you there. You both could feel it. He brushed against your clit more insistently, and watched intensely your every reaction, adoring the sight of you at the complete mercy of his touch. His expression changed into a gratified smile when your white-hot orgasm finally erupted from within. Your whole body clenched and unclenched around his fingers over and over again as you bit on your knuckles to avoid screaming his name so loud that the whole Beach would have heard. 

“Mmh, fuck,” you moaned, eyes still shut, riding out the aftershocks there on the sofa, laying before Chishiya. You finally peeled your eyes open and caught a glimpse of him licking the wetness from his fingers, grinning at you like he just won a game. It was definitely the hottest thing you’d ever seen.

He picked up your discarded panties. “Lift up your hips for me”, he instructed after sliding them up your legs. Still lost in a blissful daze, you obliged and winced when the fabric touched your overstimulated clit. 

“Let’s get some sleep, y/n. We’ll need all our energy for tomorrow.” He gave you a kiss on the forehead and looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Your cheeks had that after-sex rosy glow that he loved so much.