Bringing Aki home for the first time and showing him your room (nonsexual) (or sexual idk) and he smiles when he looks around your house cause there are pieces of you everywhere :D (had to send you fluff too)
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Aki sees your little apartment for the first time and it just highlights everything he loves about you. A well-used kitchen; open cookbooks scattered over your counter with your handwriting scrawled in the margins (they're all substitutions he recognizes; ingredients he likes). The novel you told him about lying dog-eared on your bedside table. The brand of hand lotion that makes him think of you any time he smells it. The selfie you'd forced him into taking with you the last time you got coffee together, clipped together with the receipt into a magnet on your fridge (you never told him you'd printed it, but it's cute).
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Being in a relationship with aki and you guys havenât had sex yet cause itâs all so new then you let it slip in a conversation once that no one has eaten you out. Send post
WHY DO YOU HATE ME???
fully unedited and unformatted nonsense; cw mentions of denji's unsanitary room + mentions of oral sex. sorry my brain went comedically unsexy and then abruptly stopped lmao i fear tonight is not the night for my debut as a mid porn writer.
EDIT: something weird happened with formatting on reblogs and it switched the order of two paragraphs fuck my stupid baka life?!
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âYou really donât need to help with this, you know. Denjiâs disgusting.â
Aki grimaces, lifts a wad of used tissues with a gloved hand and tries not to think too hard as he drops it into the trash bag. Denjiâs growing into an almost-respectable housemate â he even washes his own dishes more often than not, these days â but Akiâs opted not to take any chances on an upcoming landlord walkthrough. A decision vindicated by the sheer volume of porn strewn across the spare bedroom floor.
âI donât mind,â you answer. âI mean, yeah, this is pretty nasty,â â you wrinkle your nose as you fish a crumpled onigiri wrapper out from under the bed â âbut I wanted to see you this weekend. This is worth it.â
He shoots you an incredulous look even as he feels warmth swell through his chest. âIf you say so.â Aki pauses, considers voicing his intention to make this up to you, but heâs interrupted by your snort of laughter. Youâre bent over a magazine⌠turning the pages? God, why are you looking through that? Why are you even touching it?
âDidnât you say Denji canât read?â
âHe canât,â Aki confirms. Heâs almost reassured. Maybe youâve found some sorely misplaced literature and arenât casually poring over his roommateâs pornographyâ
âSo why does he have this folded open to âFive Foolproof Strategies to Make Her Squirt on Your Face?â Is squirting even a real thing?â You laugh again, and Akiâs grateful that it covers the strangled noise he makes. Surely youâre not asking your boyfriend of a few months about squirting while youâre both hunkered over a teen boyâs pile of trash. Surely thereâs toxic mold in the refuse littered across Denjiâs floor, and Akiâs freshly infected brain hallucinated you saying that.
âI mean, oral canât feel that good, can it?â you muse. Heâs certain itâs toxic mold, now, because he imagines that your voice sounds almost like youâre trying to convince yourself of what youâre saying. He imagines a thoughtful crease in your brow, genuine curiosity in your eyes as you skim through the article.
âI- You would know better than me, I think,â he manages. He tries to play it casual, breathes a half-laugh through his nose. He doesnât want to think about this on the floor of Denjiâs filthy room. Really doesnât want to think about this with you on the floor of Denjiâs filthy room. So it gets worse when you hesitate and admit quietly that no, you wouldnât know better. You must notice the way his mouth falls open, because you repeat yourself.
âI really wouldnât know. My exes werenât into that stuff.â There's resignation in your voice, and his gut twists. He doesnât want to talk about this on the floor of Denjiâs filthy bedroom, but he canât let it go now, either.
âThey never tried? None of them? Is that-â He catches himself. âWas that something you wanted?â
âI donât know,â you say cautiously. âIt just... It felt weird to ask more than once, you know? Itâd be embarrassing, if I was all persistent and then it was gross for them, or something-â
He scoffs. âIt wouldnât be.â
âEmbarrassing?â you question, and he feels his cheeks warm. Shit.
âIt wouldnât be gross,â he clarifies, and his gut twists again at your skeptical expression. Like you donât believe him. Heâs not sure where heâs going with this anymore; thereâs heat creeping down the back of his neck, warning him that heâs getting into dangerous territory. You and Aki havenât talked about sex yet, not really. This is new. This is new, so he shouldnât be thinking about how he wants to knock out whoever made you feel bad about yourself. He definitely shouldnât be thinking about how he wants to prove that taking care of you like that wouldnât be gross. Or about how soft your thighs look in shorts, how soft they might feel propped over his shoulders while he nuzzles into you. How pretty youâd look while a tongue â his tongue â lathes over your folds for the first time in your life. How sweet youâd sound, and how sweet youâd taste, and- Shit. Fucking mold.
He catches you staring, looking mortified, and you start to stammer.
âAki, I- Iâm not asking, if thatâs what you think. I swear Iâm not asking. Please forget I even told you that. God, Iâm supposed to be here helping you-â
He crosses the room while youâre rambling. Presses the magazine closed and slips it from your hands, then steels himself.
âDo you really want me to forget it?â
You blink. âWhat?â
âIf you want me to forget, I will. But if youâre just embarrassed, you shouldnât be.â Fuck. Here goes. âYou said you didnât want to ask your exes more than once. That means you did ask, right?â
You wince, then nod weakly.
âThen ask me. When youâre ready. If you want to,â he qualifies. You still look mortified. He probably does, too. He wants to cup your cheek and tilt your face up toward his, but his hands are encased in latex and biowaste and maybe toxic mold, so he settles for leaning down and kissing your temple sweetly. âI mean it. I wonât make you ask twice.âÂ
Being a virgin when you meet aki âšď¸âšď¸ telling him and youâre so so embarrassed âšď¸âšď¸ he finds it endearing and tells you as much. Doesnât mind showing you the ropes âšď¸âšď¸ goes as slow as you need âšď¸âšď¸ reassures you when you gasp at how big he is âšď¸âšď¸ shows you how to touch it âšď¸âšď¸
Rem âšď¸ I'm so inarticulate lately but I hope you know this has been on my mind nonstop.
I don't think he's weird about it but I also want him to be a bit weird about it, sorry. Love the thought of him being conflicted because he's protective of you; he's unsure of whether he deserves something so precious but he's also certain that no one else would be as gentle or thoughtful with you as he would. Gets in his head about making things perfect for you and is quietly a wreck leading up to it...
Painfully sweet during the actual act. Will Not initiate your first time but will leave room for you to do it and offers you easy opportunities if you're shy. Helps you undress and praises you lots and is very diligent about prepping youâmakes you come on his fingers so you're soaked before you ever touch him. Eases his cock in so slowly and watches your expression the entire time so he can adjust his pace if you're uncomfortable (even though he'd love to watch you stretch around him). Grips himself the moment he feels resistance so he never thrusts in deeper than that (even though you might ask him to). Makes sure he tells you he loves you while he's inside you so don't for a moment doubt that you made the right choice. He'd love you just as much if he weren't your first; what he really wants is make this so good that you choose him as your last, too.
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On the topic of coffee I feel like olly would be a coffee guy . Idk him though. Please consult on this
I don't think his caffeine consumption is ever noted in canon (unlike his alcohol consumption) but I buy him as a coffee drinker. I'd reason that he has decent taste and goes for quality stuff if he's sitting down to enjoy it HOWEVER he also a disaster overcaffeinator when he has a deadline approaching. Five shot latte followed by two energy drinks lifestyle. Qifrey is ready to smother him with a pillow about it.
Convincing Aki to go on vacation with you and itâs just the two of you and he looks so handsome when heâs relaxed and heâs shirtless. Aki ***** you multiple times a day cause why would he wanna go explore the city when he could stay between your thighs
What the hell đ
NSFT. unedited. unformatted. cw oral sex (receiving) bc I'm making up for not writing smut for your other ask đ
Youâd suggested this trip to help Aki unwind. A few days away from the chaos and bloodshed of Tokyo Public Safety, spent instead in the warm waters off the coast of Kunigami. Just the two of you, walking the botanical gardens, watching the whale sharks at Churaumi Aquarium, searching hand-in-hand for the quietest beaches on the peninsula.
That had been the plan, at least. Before the 90-minute drive from Naha to Motobu, with the sun caressing Aki's face while his hand caressed your bare thigh. Before he'd insisted on carrying his and your luggage up to the hotel room and then peeled off his sweat-slick tee without warning. You'd meant to freshen up and enjoy the town's sights together, but then he'd smiled at you, sweet and sun-molten, and told you how glad he was to be here with you. How could you not kiss him senseless about it?
You've since lost count of how many times he's made you come. It's a mercy that this hotel has a Western style bed; you're grateful that you can reach back and anchor yourself to the frame, let the plush mattress cushion your back when Aki lifts your thighs over his shoulders and groans into your cunt. Your ears are still ringing from your last orgasm when he licks into you, and you squeal, half overstimulation and half delight.
So this is how Aki fucks when there's no need to save his strength for anything else. When there's no mission other than you.
With nowhere else to be, Aki takes his time. He kisses your sex the way he kisses your mouth â presses sweet, tender pecks to your lips before tracing his tongue over the seam of you and plying you open. He sighs at your taste, just the same as when he kisses your mouth. And you whimper just the same, too.
God, Aki, it's so goodâ Don't stop. You're so good, I love youâ I love you so muchâ
Aki whines. You can tell he wants to pull back to answer you, but you'd said it â don't stop. So he instead reaches to lace your fingers together and sucks your clit into his mouth the way he knows you love. When you shatter against him, he keeps a steadying hand on your hip and kisses you through it until you're done, drinking up everything you give him. Only then does he pull back, his smile slick with you, and answer I love you, too.
Your legs don't stop trembling. You think your lip trembles, too, when Aki cradles your cheek in his palm and asks if you need a break. Even with the blunt head of his cock pressing wet and insistent against your thigh, throbbing from neglect, he puts you first. He always does, so you shake your head and press your wet entrance upward until you're flush with his tip.
You'd suggested this trip to help Aki unwind. Who are you to deny him, if his favorite way to do that is between your thighs?