#hiakyuu

Waking up late for school you quickly grabbed your things and left your house unable to put makeup on to cover up the freckle littering your face. As you got to school and headed to the place you and your boyfriend Asahi meet up totally forgetting about the uncovered freckles.

"Y/N!" Asahi smiled brightly and hugged you close into his chest.   You smile and wrapped your arms around his middle. When you both pull away Asahi narrowed his eyes looking down at you. You would blush and wrap your arms around yourself to seem smaller.

"W-what is it Azurmane?" You look at your feet to try and avoid his stare. Asahi lifted your chin with his thumb and forefinger to peer down at your face once more.

"Have you always had freckles?" He asked, rubbing the freckles on your cheeks and nose softly like they would rub away if he pressed too hard.

"Erm yeah." You pull your head away from his hand and look around the school yard.

"We should go to class before were late." Asahi nodded looking at you with a slight frown. You smile at him and kissed his cheek before going to your classes.

Time skip bc yeah....

The final bell chimed dismissing students from class. You waited on Asahi because you both planed to study at his house for an upcoming test. During the day you had borrowed some powder from a friend and covered up your freckles.

"Hey baby." Asahi hugged you from behind and rested his head on your shoulder. You giggled and patted his hands turning around to hug him properly.

"Hey Azu." You smile up at him but it fell once you seen his frown.

"What's wrong?" You asked frowning your brows. He didn't respond but instead started to wipe at the powder covering your freckles.

"Azumane don't your ruin it!" You try to swat away his hands from your face. Asahi sighed and retracted his hands to hold yours.

"Lets get going before it starts raining." Asahi murmured and started walking, not giving you any time to respond.

By the time you and Asahi got to his house it had started to downpour soaking you both to the bone. Asahi wordlessly led you through the house and to his room. You stood there shivering and pulled your jacket tighter around you.

"Sorry here you can wear this, the bathroom is right there." Asahi handed you his old volleyball jersey from middle school and some drawstring shorts which you graciously accepted.

"Thank you..." You whispered and headed to the door he pointed out. When you left the room Asahi ran his hands through his wet hair wondering what he did wrong.

You both settled on the floor and got your books and things out to study. You could feel Asahi's eyes on your face, distracting you from your work.

"Did I do something wrong?" You look over at Asahi with a frown and shook your head.

"What made you think that?"

"Well, you've been quieter then normal and you keep hiding your face from me ever since we got here." You didn't answer him and tried to go back to studying. Asahi huffed and joined you on your side of the table. He turned your body to face his own and put his hands on your cheeks forcing you to look up at him.

"Asahi we gotta study. Im already about to fail this class i cant fail this test." You whine trying and falling to remove your head from his hands.

"Not untill you tell me what's wrong." He said stubbornly. You huff and play with the ruff carpet under you.

"Y/N." He said sternly making you snap your gaze back up at him. His eyes were narrowed and you knew there was no way getting out of this.

"I don't like my freckles alright!" You huff out and finally pull your head from his hands. Asahi pulled you into his lap and started to pepper kissed all over your face.

"Azumane what are you doing?" You tried to pull away from his assault but his arms caged you in place.

"Showing you how much i love these freckles of yours." He hummed and continued his way down your neck fallowing your freckles. You blush when he sucks and nibbles on your neck causing you to whimper.

Asahi's hands began to trail up your sides and slip under the jersey. You gasp slightly at the temperature difference from your hot skin and his cold hands. 

"A-asahi your hands are cold." You whimper and squirm in his hold.

"Then warm them up for me." He hummed and tugged on your shirt lightly. Getting the hint your pull your shirt over your head but cover your chest and the freckles that reside there. Asahi shook his head and pried you hands away from your chest. You watched his face as his eyes racked over your exposed skin

Asahi meet your eyes and smiled before placing a kiss on your lips. You hummed softly and returned the kiss. Asahi let go of your arms and placed one of his hands on the back of your head and the other on your thigh. You tilted your head deepening the kiss with a soft moan that got swallowed up by him.

Asahi pulled you closed by the hand on your thigh making you humm in approval as you grind against his bulge. Asahi moans and grids you against him harder. You whimper and wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull on Asahi's hair at the base of his neck.

Asahi's palms dragged up your sides and rested on your brest were he squeezed and kneaded the flesh. You moan and held him closer to your chest. Asahi latched onto your nipple and sucked on it while tweaking the other between his fingers.

"Azumane-" You whimper and he lays you on the bed while still between your legs. The new position allowed Asahi to grind deeper and harder into your heat.

"Your so amazing princess, freckles and all." He kissed you passionately, thrusting his tongue in your mouth. You moan into the kiss and buck your hips up into his. Asahi moaned and pulled his shirt off with your assistance.

You blush and shyly touch his chest. Asahi chuckled and kissed your cheek. You blush more and turn your head away from him to hide your blush in his arm. Asahi shook his head lightly with a chuckle.

"C-can i take your pants off?" You ask shyly still hiding your face. Asahi blushed and nodded.

"Y-yeah." He stuttered. You nodded and reached for the button on his pants. You undid it and Asahi helped you shimmy his pants down his legs and he kicked them off.

Asahi brought his lips to yours and moaned when you deepened it. When you parted Asahi brushed his fingers along the waistband of your shorts. He looked up at you with permission and once given he started to pull your shorts and underwear down.

You squeak as cold air blew across your core. Asahi trailed kisses down your body leaving a trail of marks that his hands fallowed untill he was settled between your legs. He paused and looked up at you.

"Please Azu." You whimper. Asahi bit his lip and dove into your folds sparing no time.

Asahi kissed your clit drawing a gasp from you. He licked and sucked at your clit before circling your entrance with a finger. Your hips bucked up into his face as you moaned loudly and tangled your hands in his hair.

Asahi moaned when you tugged on his hair and pushed one of his fingers into your sopping cunt. He slowly thrusted his finger in and out of your womanhood while still sucking and licking your clit. Asahi would add another finger and used his free hand to steady your hips as they rocked against his face.

"M' so close." You moan griping him tighter. Asahi sped up pumping his fingers into you, he curled them making your hips buck and squirm. Your moans pick up in noise and Asahi adds another finger stretching you more. The sting of the stretch is welcomed and sends you over the edge.

You moan Asahi's name loudly and ride out your orgasm on his fingers. Asahi removed his fingers and lapped at your folds cleaning you. You looked between your legs at Asahi as he cleaned you from his fingers.

You grabbed Asahi's shoulder to pulled him up to you and you kissed him. Your hands rested on his cheeks deepening the kiss. You moan softly as you taste yourself on his tongue.

"You taste almost as good as you look." Asahi murmured pulling away, a string of saliva connected you. You pull Asahi close for another kiss but moaned as his cock grinded against you.

You lightly trail your fingers down his chest and stomach. You loop a finger in the waistband of his boxers and bit your lip looking up at Asahi. Asahi watched you with eyes blown in lust and lips kiss swollen.

You pulled down his boxers and your eyes widened and you looked back up at Asahi.

"I don't.. I don't think its gonna fit." Asahi kicked off his boxers and looked between your two bodies.

"It will be ok. Ill go slow." Asahi kissed your temple and fumbled around in his bedside drawer and grabbed a condom. He ripped the packet open and slid it on his length, hissing softly.

Asahi guided his dick to your entrance and pushed in slowly. You wince and tears prick at your eyes which Asahi kisses away as they fell.

"Your doing so well princess." He peppers kisses over your face and you smile, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. Once he bottomed out, Asahi rested his forehead against yours and groaned feeling your walls ripple around him.

You shift your hips once your somewhat used to him and moaned  as he went deeper. Asahi slowly dragged out his hips so just his tip was in then he bottomed out again. You moan holding Asahi to your chest and wrapping your legs around his waist.

Asahi moaned your mame into your neck as he sped up his thrusting. His hands landed on your hips as he started to snap his hips into your own, each snap of his hips going deeper then the last. The sound of your skin slapping together echoed loudly in the room only to be drowned out by the sound of your combined moans and groans.

"Azumane please. Im gonna cum." You whimper feeling your second climax approaching at a fast rate. Your hips buck into Asahi's trying to match the pase he was setting.

"Me too princess, me too." Asahi moans and trails his hand down to circle your clit. Your legs shake and spaz as you cum hard sending Asahi over the edge and he spills into the condom. His thrusts slow as you both ride out your orgasms as long as possible.

Asahi pulls out and pecks you on the lips before tying off the condom and throwing it in the trash. He leaves the room and comes back moments later with a glass of water and a cloth.

You twitch as he cleans you up and he whispers a quiet apology. He makes you take a few sips of water and he helps you get dressed. You hum and pull Asahi back into the bed with you once he put his boxers on.

His name is Ukai Keishin — though he insisted that you just call him Keishin. ‘I don’t want to share a name with that old man’, is how he put it. His sense of humor was relieving because his looks were a little intimidating to say the least. He was tall and toned, dawning a handful of tatts, a few earrings, and blonde hair to top it all off. You couldn’t deny that he was good-looking, and you wish you could replace the toothpick that hung limply from his mouth with your lips.

Get it together, Y/N. You just met him. While you were trying to shove down the inappropriate thoughts that plagued your minds, you apparently missed his question about having an appointment.

“Y/N is a plain jane, she’s not getting anything done so don’t mind her.” You hated being called that but you just ignored it, focusing on the wall of designs instead. Plus, this way you wouldn’t be able to stare at how his arm flexes while he works, and how he flashes his pretty teeth with every smile.

He’s pretty fast, only stopping to give your friend a break when the pain was overwhelming.

“Are those special toothpicks or something,” you question when you see him toss it in the trash and pluck another from a small case.

“Nicotine,” showing his pearly whites once more, “Shimada says I’m not allowed to smoke in the shop.”

When he turns his attention back to your friend, you decide to look at the case of piercings on display. Instantly, you gravitate towards the shiny butterfly belly ring and hold it up to the skin that peeked out from your crop top, admiring your appearance in the mirror.

Ukai’s voice pulls you from your happy thoughts of possibility, “That one is really popular. Ten other girls have gotten it this week.”

Hearing his comment puts a dent in your plan. You were already considered a plain jane, and picking out something that wasn’t unique was another blow to your esteem — you needed something that would make you stand out. You notice sets of small bars next to the belly rings. Holding up a studded pair you turn to Ukai, “Um…where exactly does this go in your ear?”

All you get is a laugh to answer your question until he realizes you’re genuinely confused. Maybe it would be better to show you than tell you. When his lean frame appears in front of you he takes the studded bar from your hand and moves it to the swell of your breast. “It’s not an earring sweetheart.”

Your body grows hot with embarrassment, but also a spur of arousal — his big hands pressing the stud lightly to your clothed nipple sent a chill down your spine and you could feel your peaks rising against your bra. When you looked up the toothpick stood out straight as his lips curled into a smirk.

Maybe Ukai did go a bit far with the gesture, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t find your restlessness amusing. He made sure to take his poor, sweet time finishing your friend’s tattoo just so he could watch you squirm from the arousal that had settled into your panties. What he didn’t expect though was for your meek voice to speak up just as your friend hopped out of the chair.

“I-I wanna get my nipples pierced!”

Both of them share a dumbfounded look for a few seconds. Then Ukai huffs out a chuckle, to which you tighten your lips in annoyance. Why did he find everything so funny? Were you a joke to him?

“Sorry to burst your bubble, but Takinoue usually does the piercings around here and he’s out for today.” Before you could cue the puppy dog eyes, he thinks about how Takinoue would be of jealous him piercing the tits of a girl like you — they were some of the best he’s ever seen to be honest. “On second thought, I’ll do it.”

Now that you’re sitting in the chair yourself, you’re rethinking everything. Not only were you going to let a random guy see your breasts but you were going to let him stick a needle through your nipple. Fuck.

The fear must’ve been plastered all over your face because Ukai lets out a small sigh. “It’s okay if you’re not ready for this.”

“No, no I’m ready. Do it.” The attempt to psych yourself up wasn’t working at all, and you both knew that. He stares at you, clearly seeing through your bullshit, but you gesture for him to just get it over with.

“Well, are you gonna take off your shirt or what?” You’ve lost track of how many times you’ve embarrassed yourself in front of him today, and struggling to take your shirt off definitely wasn’t helping. He helps lift your shirt when it gets stuck but not without staring at your breasts that sit nicely in your bra. If stealing a quick, innocent glance was wrong then he didn’t want to be right. And besides the real view was when you let your bra fall to your lap and reveal your hardened peaks that still burned with his touch from earlier.

Even as he preps everything he can see your hands shaking, picking at the intricate lace on your bra, and he can see you tense up as you await the dreaded needle. His warm hand meets the flesh of your thigh to comfort you, “Just relax.”

You didn’t mean to let the tiny moan slip from your lips. You didn’t mean to let your legs spread a little wider. And God, you surely didn’t mean say his name of all things. Without giving him the chance to respond you mutter ‘I’m sorry’ over and over as you shove your face into your discarded top.

Then you hear his charming laughter. You didn’t know if you should crumble into pieces from the unbearable weight of embarrassment or if you should be concerned about your stomach doing flips due to his attractive nature. “If that’s what you needed, all you had to do was ask princess.”

He watches your lips with lust as he pries the words out of you that he’s been waiting to hear, his own mimicking yours and the gap between you becomes nonexistent. There’s a moment of hesitation when your eyes shift over to the door, expecting your friend to finish her phone call and walk-in at any moment. “Forget about her, focus on me.”

His lips are minty, such a stark contrast from the strawberry gloss that coated your lips. Maybe it was greedy of you to throw your arms around him and allow him to explore your mouth, but Ukai took it as an invitation to keep going. He swaps places with you on the chair effortlessly, and you settle onto his lap like you’ve done this before.

The feeling of his growing boner and his mouth terrorizing your sensitive chest sends an intoxicating mix of signals that drive your mind into a dizzying state. While one hand pulled you close, the other kneaded the soft mound of flesh that awaited its turn in his mouth.

The more you held back your moans the more he slowed his mouth, dragging his tongue in slow, antagonizing circles around your nipple. You could see it in his brown orbs filled with devilish desire — the man didn’t care if anyone heard. His intense gaze dared you to let it out, though it’s a strong grip on your ass that finally gets you let out a shaky gasp.

He smiles to himself, ‘Now we’re getting somewhere.’

The satisfaction of progress is ruined by your hand that leaves his shoulder to cover your mouth. An eyebrow twitches in annoyance and he gives a little bite in retaliation.

“Ah ~ Kei —

“Is that what it takes to get you to say my name?” His voice rattles your entire body and you’re suddenly reminded of his intimidating presence. “Or do I need to give you more,” he questions while firmly pressing his fingers against your cunt that has soaked through your skimpy shorts.

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out at first. “I-I think —

“Don’t think. It’s simple, yes or no?” Ukai was never a man of patience, if he wanted something he would have it at that moment.

“...Yes.”

Hearing you say his name the first time was nothing compared to the way you whimpered it when he slipped not one or two, but three long digits into you and curved them against your sweet spot. “See you’re a big girl. If you can handle this, then you can handle a little needle. Right?”

All you can do is nod, silently wishing he would keep sucking instead of running his mouth.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, just please keep going!” You fist a handful of his hair and plead with your eyes. That’s all the begging he would get from you.

Instead of teasing you, he goes all the way. Taking as much as he could fit into his mouth, sucking and tugging like there was no tomorrow. His fingers curl faster and further even though it’s not nearly as far as he could reach with his dick, which ached in his pants.

You’re so close to your release and he’s practically hypnotized by the chorus of moans that you sing into his ear, until you both hear your friend’s voice get closer to the door. The two of you wanted to say fuck it, and not care about getting caught but it wasn’t worth the trouble: Ukai getting scolded by Shimada — while also getting a pat of approval from Takinuoe — and your friend attacking you with a barrage of questions about your quickie.

The entire time he does the piercing, he leaves lingering touches and holds eye contact for longer than he should. Just subtle things that go unnoticed by your friend but still stoked the fire in your core. Ukai suggests making a follow-up appointment to ‘ensure that the piercings heal properly’ and to ask for him specifically. Just as you turn to go out the door, he stops you.

“We’ll finish what we started next time.”

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