#inui x reader

“you don’t get to ignore how pretty you are when you’re like this,” he murmurs, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. “you don’t get to hide.”

his hands coast up your sides, thumbs grazing the outline of his handwriting, and you shiver. he watches your face in the reflection, lilac eyes gleaming, half-lidded and hungry.

“now,” he says, his tone tipping into a command, “read them to me.”

you hesitate, your heart thudding in your chest, but he doesn’t give you the chance to stall. one hand drops between your thighs, slender fingers slipping through the slick heat already gathered there. the other wraps around your throat, not tight, just firm enough to anchor you there— your gaze pinned to your reflection.

“go on. start with the one on your stomach.”

you swallow thickly, your mouth suddenly dry. “…takashi’s.”

he hums in approval, his lips curling into a smirk as the pad of his index finger circles over your clit. “and?”

you move onto the next— “beautiful”— your voice shaky. he makes you read them all, every filthy little claim he’s made on your body. by the time you reach the last one— “mine,” written right below your navel— you’re practically sobbing the word.

takashi exhales a pleased laugh. “see? told you you’d look pretty saying it.”

and then he’s pushing inside you, slow and deep, one hand still on your throat. you’re forced to watch the way you take him— how your mouth falls open, how your face twists, how your trembling fingers clutch at the edge of the mirror for balance.

“keep your eyes open,” he groans, “and tell me how good i look fucking you.”

☆ track #2: hanma shuji 　— feat. knife play

you should know better than to tempt him.

but sometimes, when the air feels too still and his attention drifts too far, you crave the sharp edge of his attention, to watch his amber eyes darken with something cruel. something dangerous.

and now you’re paying the price for it. you’re already naked, wrists bound above your head with a length of worn black leather. he’s got you flat on his back, sprawled open on the mattress, and he tilts his head as he admires his handiwork.

“scared?” his voice lilts, sweet and almost innocent, but it’s laced with something mocking beneath it. 

his pocket knife gleams in the dim lighting in his bedroom as he presses it flat to your sternum, the cold metal making goosebumps erupt across your skin. he slowly drags it down, and your stomach tightens beneath its touch. 

you flinch— just a twitch, small and instinctive— but it doesn’t go unnoticed under shuji’s watchful gaze. his eyes flick up to your face, and he tsks, his lips curving in a grin too wide to be of any comfort.

“relaaaaax, angel face,” he drawls, voice thick with condescension. “you trust me, don’t you?”

your silence is a mistake, one that shuji pounces on like a predator sensing weakness. the blade dips lower, skimming over your stomach before trailing toward your inner thigh. 

he taps the tip against the soft flesh there. once. twice. then, slowly, he begins to draw small, deliberate circles just shy of your cunt. 

“or is this what gets you off?” he muses aloud, golden eyes glittering with sadistic delight. “that’s what i love about you.”

his tongue swipes along his lower lip, his gaze locked onto the panic bleeding into your features. “you don’t beg me to stop. nah, you get wet over it— you fuckin’ eat this shit up, don’t you?”

his laugh cracks through the stillness, breathless and mean. it chills the back of your neck, prickles heat along your spine.

because you know what comes next— and shuji knows you’ll take it. 

☆ track #3: kisaki tetta 　— feat. sensory deprivation

you can’t see him, but you can feel him.

the blindfold over your eyes is tight, crimson silk cool against your heated skin, tied neatly at the base of your skull. your arms are bound behind your back, wrists raw from struggling, knees pressed to the floor. you're vulnerable in every way tetta likes: gagged, aching, humiliated. 

entirely at his mercy.

you don't know where he is in the room. that’s part of the game. all you can do is wait— straining your ears for even the faintest sound, your breath coming in shallow pants behind the gag. the silence is deliberate. weaponized.

you flinch when the floorboards in front of you creak. “i like you better like this,” tetta announces from above you. “on your knees. stripped down. obedient.”

he circles you like a vulture, the sharp scent of his cologne catching in your throat. and then— nothing. another long, pregnant pause with no touch, no sound. your pulse pounds in your ears, your body coiled tight with anticipation.

then— click.

you flinch again when the cold tip of a metal pointer grazes your back, tracing down your spine one vertebra at a time. he watches you with clinical detachment, humming as he follows its path with his gaze until it lands on your ass.

“you’re so reactive,” he notes, not out of affection, but observation. “even without sight, you’re still desperate to please.”

he crouches beside you now. you can feel his presence pressing in close, his breath fanning across your cheek. you make a sound behind the gag, involuntary, unsure if it’s fear or arousal anymore. both live so close together when it comes to tetta.

“how pathetic,” he whispers, almost fond.

the pointer taps lightly against your inner thigh, tracing higher until it nudges between your folds. you shudder, and he chuckles low in his throat. 

“good,” he whispers softly, the praise smooth and poisonous. “stay quiet for me. take what i give you like the good little whore i know you are.”

☆ track #4: kokonoi hajime 　— feat. dumbification

you’re not sure when you stopped thinking.

maybe it was after the second orgasm. maybe the third. maybe it was the moment his fingers curled just right and pulled a sob from your throat— when your brain short-circuited and never quite recovered.

whatever the case, your mind is long gone— hollowed out and hazy, your jaw slack and eyes glazed over, your body nothing more than a pretty, pliant thing draped across satin sheets.

you’re limp beneath him, still pulsing around the last echo of his touch. your breath comes in broken pants, your chest rising and falling as your body struggles to keep up. you’re trembling from overstimulation, but you don’t ask him to stop. you wouldn’t even know how.

kokonoi’s fingers tangle in your hair as he yanks your head back, forcing your eyes to meet his. there’s a sneer on his lips when he sees your fucked out expression. 

“god, look at you. not a single thought going on in that head, is there?” he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, shaking his head. “what happened, doll?”

his grip tightens, just enough to make your scalp sting, and you let out a soft, broken little noise— nothing articulate, just air and desperation. the sound only makes him laugh.

“no thoughts, no words. just drooling all over yourself,” he muses aloud, tipping your head to the side like he’s examining merchandise. “you’re not even embarrassed, are you?”

his other hand travels down your torso, the blunt drag of his nails raising goosebumps in its wake. he traces the curve of your waist, the dip of your hip, until his fingers slip between your legs. 

“you’re making a mess,” he scolds you. “leaking all over the damn place like a broken toy.”

he slaps your pussy lightly, the impact just enough to make your hips jerk and your eyes flutter back.

“that all it takes to shut your brain off?” he mutters, more to himself than to you. “a few fingers and a little praise and you’re just a wet hole for me to use? something soft and warm for me to fuck.”

he leans in, his lips brushing your temple. “that’s okay. you don’t need to think— i’ll do all the thinking for you.”

then he’s inside you again without warning— deep and mean and relentless, your body bowing as you let out a moan you don’t even register making.

“that’s it,” he grins, his hips resuming a brutal rhythm. “my perfect little fuckdoll.”

☆ track #5: inui seishu 　— feat. dry humping

you’re still wearing your panties.

that’s what gets to seishu the most— the thin cotton barrier pressed tight to your cunt, soaked through and clinging to the curve of you, but still technically in the way. your thighs are spread over his lap, your hips rocking in slow, languid circles as you grind down against the bulge in his jeans.

“fuck,” he breathes, his head tipping back against the headboard. his hands grip your waist, his knuckles pale. “just like that, baby.”

he’s already hard— has been since you first climbed into his lap, all big eyes and coy little smiles, the kind you only wear when you’re planning to ruin him. and you have, thoroughly. his pulse is racing, his jaw is locked tight, and sweat is starting to gather at his temples.

still, he doesn’t stop you. not when you lean in to mouth at his throat, not when you roll your hips harder, until the friction has both of you gasping.

“shit— fuck,” he groans, hips stuttering up against yours. “you’re gonna make me cum.”

your eyes widen down at him as you lose your rhythm, blinking down at him in shock, but seishu doesn’t seem to notice, grabbing your hips and grinding them for you. his brows are drawn tight, mouth parted as he chases his high with reckless, desperate thrusts.

“you feel too good,” he pants, breath hitching as your panties smear slick across the ridge of his cock. “fuck, baby, i can’t—”

he shudders.

the first wave hits him hard, his whole body tensing beneath you as he cums in his pants with a ragged groan, his hips jerking up involuntarily. warmth spreads between you, the wet heat of his release soaking through the fabric and sticking to your panties. 

you freeze above him, lips parted in stunned silence, and for a beat, the room is quiet save for the rush of both your breathing.

then seishu slumps back against the headboard, eyes fluttering open to meet yours. 

"shit, okay... your turn."

gets pouty:

he thought this was going to be a cute couple video for tiktok, that's why he agreed in the first place. he was looking at the camera, smiling, until he suddenly heard the words "current boyfriend".

"current?" he asks, his eyes leaving the camera and looking back at you, a small pout appearing on his face. "what do you mean current? am I not your forever boyfriend? am I not good enough to last forever?"

for a second, you can't help but feel bad, he's just so painfully cute all sad and pouty like this. you initially planned to make this prank last as long as possible, but you can't standing looking at him like this.

"I'm so sorry, baby, it was a prank!" you say after a few pathetic seconds, grabbing his face and pulling him into a soft, comforting kiss.

once you pull away, he's still pouting, but no longer looking at you like a sad, kicked puppy. "don't do that again. I'm your forever boyfriend." he states, and you agree. how could you not?

chifuyu matsuno, takemichi hanagaki, souya "angry" kawata, takuya yamamoto, shinichiro sano, hakkai shiba and your favs!

gets offended/mad:

at first, he didn't want to participate in your stupid little tiktoks, why do people care about what you do in a day? after a bit of conviction, he finally said yes to letting his presence be known in your video.

you start the recording and begin talking, all while he's staring straight into the camera with a death glare, as if trying to intimate your phone itself, or trying to tell the audience he is 110% forced to be here. he's not planning on talking, atleast not a lot. all he does is listen to you while staring the phone down, until he hears it—

"what was that?" he asks, looking at you with an even more intimidating death glare, looking as if he was three seconds away from kicking you straight into the face.

"what was what?"

"what did you call me?"

"my boyfriend..?" you try to play dumb.

"that's not what you said. current boyfriend, really? like I'm some iOS update? you planning on finding another one, is that it?" he starts speaking. you can't really tell if he's serious or just joking, since right now it looks like a little of both.

before he can continue verbally attacking you, you cup his face and pull him into a reassuring kiss, letting your lips linger on his for a few seconds before pulling away, laughing.

"it was a prank, I wanted to see your reaction." you explain and he rolls his eyes, although a small smirk appears on his face.

"are you satisfied with my reaction?" he teases you, and you nod approvingly.

inui seishu, rindou haitani, izana kurokawa, taiju shiba, ken ryuguji, baji keisuke, sanzu haruchiyo and your favs!

lowkey plays along:

when you first ask him to be in your tiktok, he refused, not because he didn't want to be part of it, but because he wants you to beg for it. why? because he can.

after he finally accepts your pleading, you immediately start recording and start the prank.

"so I'm here with my current boyfriend and—" you say, and he lowkey just looks at you from the corner of his eye, a small smirk appearing on his face.

"I'm glad my part-time girlfriend trusts me enough to include me in her tiktoks." he says playfully, purposely empathizing the words "part-time", making you turn your head towards him in a slightly surprised manner.

"you really think you can play with me like that, princess?" he asks, the petname slipping naturally as he leans closer and plants a small kiss on the tip of your nose before quite literally getting up and walking away smugly, leaving you speechless.

wakasa imaushi, kokonoi hajime, nahoya "smiley" kawata, mitsuya takashi, hanma shuji and your favs!

doesn't fucking get it </3:

he didn't even notice when you started recording right next to him, too busy with whatever the heck he was doing to notice you adjusting your phone to fit both of you into the frame. you call out to him and tell him you're recording a tiktok and he gives you a half-assed "uh-huh" obviously not paying attention.

you start the recording and immediately begin talking. "so today, I'm with my current boyfriend and—" "current?" he cuts you off, whatever his previous activity was completed forgotten now.

unlike the previous offended, hurt or smug expressions, you don't see any of those on his face, you see pure and utter confusion, as if he has no idea what you're talking about.

you ended the recording early, taking the time to explain that it was a trend where girlfriends called their partners "current", going into details with it, only for this man to straight up go "what that mean?"

manjiro "mikey" sano, yamagishi kazushi, naoto tachibana (hear me out), ryohei "peh-yan" hayashi, haruki "pah-chin" hayashida and your favs!

Taiju-

Chat I think we know. I think we KNOW this man has a MONSTER cock chat. Ain't nobody arguing that. He's 6'5" and built like a fucking 18 wheeler, yeah no question he's hung. 8.7. and I KNOW that's unethical. Trust me, he knows it too. And he'd be more cocky about it if it didn't dissuade almost everyone from even attempting to take that. I feel like he wouldn't have much, if any experience. I can see him sleeping around a teensy bit to relieve stress and then getting really guilty about it. But then again, he's a very pious man, so I can also absolutely see him saving himself for marriage (though he might cheat a teensy bit with oral or mutual masturbation) speaking of which, this man is SO guilty about falling for a guy. You're gonna have to deal with the world's most internalized homophobe ever. Religious trauma is a hell of a thing. A swift topic change, grooming. I don't see him caring much, but he will tidy it up a bit if you want him to. All while very loudly grumble curses under his breath of course. Long, thick, black and surprisingly not all that curly.

Seishu-

He gives me the vibe of someone who can be surprisingly subby if he trusts you enough. But he'd need to REALLY trust you to be that vulnerable in your presence. He's absolutely a switch and I don't think he actually has much of a preference, apart from the fact that he's more top and dom leaning the less he knows you. Then again, he has to trust you a fair amount to get into bed with you anyways, this boy does not sleep around even a little. Actually he hates the idea and finds it a little scumbaggy. As for physical description, pretty middle of the road both in size and grooming. 6.2-3, absolutely a grower and not a shower. His cock is the same really pale colour as his skin. He keeps himself a little tidy down south, but can't be bothered to give it more than a trim every now and again. Wispy and blonde, honestly looks almost white in the right lighting.

Koko-

Fancy rich boy smells like fancy rich soap and fancy rich cologne. Nah jk, that man wears perfume not cologne, and honestly, more power to him, he pulls it the fuck off. I think he's very cleanly. Clean, orderly, and fancy shmancy. Tell me why I think he'd own stupid expensive lingerie? I know he would. He swears up down and sideways the first time you find them that they're not for him to wear (they totally are). Pretty big toy collection too, can't convince me otherwise. This man needs his ass ate, I don't make the rules, I just work here. He NEEDS IT. He's super clean down there so it's not gross or anything, and it's just about his favorite activity. In other words, eat the rich- (who said that-) decent 5.7, not particularly large, but enough to get the job done. He's another one I feel like honestly might prefer being clean shaven. He might have a small tuft of curly black hairs, but it would definitely be meticulously kept as he can't stand the feeling of too much hair down there, it annoys him to no end.

Ran-

Biggest tease. BIGGEST TEASE. Brat. BRAT. He's a switch, but by God is he a pain in the ass as a bottom. He doesn't know the meaning of the word submit. He will get on your nerves and try to provoke you until you're fed up and just bend him over the nearest surface. Lowkey gives me the vibe of an exhibitionist. Like, semi-public sex would turn him on so much. Drag him into a bathroom or random alleyway and he'll pop an instant boner. Definitely a brat taming kink and it goes both ways, it's just whoever feels like putting the other in their place, he's cool with it either way. Pull his hair, wrap your hand around his throat, he's a lil freaky freak like that. Really though, an experimentalist, he's willing to try damn near anything at least twice. Definitely has a fair amount of experience, total fuckboy over here. He has a revolving door of guys and gals that want to get in those pants. It's really not that hard to do, what is hard to do is get into that heart. (Cheesy I know) But seriously, if you somehow manage to actually bag this man, you have him under lock and key and he's yours forever, loyal as a dog despite what you might think. Probably about 6.10ish maybe pushing 7" when fully erect. Man's is six feet tall, he's got some length to him, just saying. I feel like he would stay on top of grooming pretty alright, largely because of how much he likes to sleep around, he needs to be presentable down there at all times just in case he randomly bags a hottie while he's out. After getting into a relationship, he's a bit more indifferent to it, but still likes to keep it a little tidy for your sake.

Rindou-

A lot of people assume he's also a fuckboy because of Ran, he's not, and that assumption actually bugs him a lot. He finds sleeping around to be pointless and stupid, and he lowkey kind of silently judges Ran for it. He's a sadistic assholes that loves mocking your whining. At least in the bedroom, he's surprisingly sweet otherwise and just in general. But that same sadistic side that shows when he's fighting shows through during sex. I feel like he might bottom with some convincing, but he'll also be a brat. (A brat that sobs openly when edged enough) However he'll do the same to you when things are the other way around. To my masochistic brothers, here's your man. He's safe and consensual about it, maybe periodically checking up on you but he will absolutely pull your hair, bite you, whip you, spank you, slap you, hell maybe even spit on you if that's your thing. He's a pretty big S&M guy in general, but is the world's biggest enthusiast of *safely* practicing bdsm. Informed consent is key with this man (as it fucking should be). He's the type who likes music in the background, but he is willing to let you choose the music. He can go without, but he prefers it with. 6.7 in length I feel like sounds about right for him. He may or may not decide to actually groom down there, no real guarantee, it depends on the day and how he feels. I headcannon him to be borderline or straight up gender fluid, swapping between cis masc and enby. Some days he prefers it with a little bush and other days he's just like "No. No this cannot do, it must go." So, y'know- ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Sanzu-

Oh, where do I even start with this batshit crazy bastard of a druggie (He's just like me frfr). Admittedly, probably doesn't sleep around much, even though he tries. His crazy scares almost everyone away, if the scars didn't already do the trick (wanna know how I got these scars lookin' headass) but honestly, you probably met him at a bar or a club, and he was probably flirting with you because he's high as shit. I can't see him easily getting into a relationship, but when he does he's absolutely infatuated. Devoted. You are his god. It's almost unsettling how far he's willing to go for you. That also translates into the bedroom. He has his preferences, (AHEM body worship) but assuming he truly does love you and it's not just some spur of the moment one nighter, he's more than willing to do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to please you. No kink too nasty or too far for him. He'll do that in everyday life too. If want him to buy something for you, legal or illegal, he'll do it. He'll make it happen. You hate someone, or someone getting creepy on you? They suddenly go *cough cough* "missing". He loves him some high sex, but I can see him wanting to be at least mostly sober during sex if you're dating. To savor the experience, really. He would totally get high after though. Snorting lines after sex is his go to. A little on the smaller side-ish, maybe around 5.4 or so. But he can use it pretty well if he's sober. He gets sloppy and borderline animalistic when high. He does not care AT ALL about grooming, but again he'd blow up the sun for you if he truly loves you, so he'd do it before you could finish blinking if you ever asked him to.

Izana-

Our favorite half Filipino boy right here. First things first. Sensitive. This man is so incredibly starved for attention and love, he can handle the hardest punches like a champ, but if you lightly and lovingly trace his skin, he's gone. He's dead, putty in your hands. His mind buffers like he's running on widows xp with dial up. He cannot compute this. Rough sex he's fine with, it's probably what he's used to, what he's comfortable with. But soft, gentle, slow sex? It's gonna take a minute to build up to that point. But seriously, hold this man like he's made of glass for a minute, he needs it. He'll complain about it, but he loves it. He so desperately needs someone to show him that sunshine and rainbows even exist at all. He's possesive too. If you show him an ounce of affection, he'll demand gallons and will never let anyone near you. Because how dare you even consider showing anyone else that same affection? It's like how he hates Mikey because of his jealousy over Shinichiro. Anyone who he deems to be a threat, he'll hate them (he's borderlining yandere) Really he's just jealous because he's insecure, give him reassurance and he'll calm down. Well, somewhat. I can imagine him being pretty middle of the road, 5.8 would be my guess. Another type who doesn't pay much mind to his grooming down there, especially in the time skip. Much like Sanzu, this man damn near worships you, so yeah, he'd start manscaping in a heartbeat if you wanted him to. Just ask and he'll do it. Main difference is with Sanzu you 100% have to tell him verbally or he'll never pick up on. Izana may or may not notice if you dislike it, still better to just tell him though. (Communication is good chat, talk to your partners jfc)

Shinichiro-

Awkward dork. Total dweeb and I mean that in the most affectionate way possible. He's a loser and a lame-o, and we all love him for it. He's so babygirl coded fr. He will do everything in his power to please you (and probably fail miserably) whether in the bedroom or not. He tries though, his heart is in the right place and that's what counts. Though he can get a little dejected and self conscious about it, so you just have to remind him that it doesn't bother you and that he's fine the way he is. Please tell him he's fine the way he is. He's tried to dirty talk once before, but ended up stuttering and then became self aware halfway through, visibly cringing because let's be honest, whatever he said was probably pretty cringy. But it just wound up in both of you laughing about it, both in the moment, and looking back on it later. But he does really love you, and it shows in everything he does. I feel like he'd really like cuddle fucking and missionary. Really, he just wants to feel close to you. He likes to be able to hug you while you fuck. He can't dirty talk for the life of him as previously discussed, so he's usually not very verbal, only really moaning out curses or your name. Don't get me wrong, he's vocal, just not verbal. Occasionally when he's in the mood for a more rough type of encounter, he can and will turn into a babbling mess underneath you. However, if you dirty talk to him at all, he will absolutely lose his mind and go beet red, hiding his face in your chest or the crook of your neck. This boy loves nothing more than looking into your eyes, carresing you and kissing you during sex. He's a hopeless romantic is what he is. Actually decently long, 7.6, makes sense, he's over six foot. I feel like he'd definitely try to groom down there when you're dating, but he might fuck up a little and nick himself a couple times. But as always, hell make an effort to look his best and do his best for you.

Wakasa-

Ahem. Point to the best ass eater please?

👉w a k a s a i m a u s h i👈

But seriously. This man's tongue is magical (yes I'm biased, he's my fav leave me tf alone) but really, he gives me the vibe of someone who knows what he's doing. He's got experience and ✨talent✨ in regards to sexy time. And he's strong enough to toss your ass around like a raggedy anne doll, even despite how short he is. C'mon, he's owns a gym and he absolutely kicks ass in a fight, you cannot convince me he couldn't throw me like a tennis ball (I want him to so badly.) Stoner vibes. Hardcore stoner vibes. This man is constantly at least a little buzzed and he's absolutely a plug. You cannot convince me otherwise, I won't listen. This shit is gospel. I feel like he'd be willing to put in some effort for his s/o, but he's a total pillow princess at heart. Whether you're riding him or railing him, as long as he feels good and doesn't have to do shit, he's a happy boy. Really he's just spoiled, doesn't feel like working for a damn thing. He'll get really pouty if you make him beg or work for it, but if you torment and torture him enough he'll comply eventually. Waka is another body worshiper I feel like. Sure, he's a pillow princess, but he likes to have his hands roaming every inch of you at all possible times. His hands and his lips. The softest touches paired with the softest kisses, peppered all over your skin because he just can't get over how perfect you are to him. If you've read my Akihiko x Stoner reader fic, I can imagine that type of scenario. You riding him or him riding you while you share a blunt, just hotboxing yourselves in your room with slow, lazy sex, all of your sense through the damn roof. Another music lover, just something soft and really chill in the background, even better when paired with a good blunt. He's touchy in general when he's high, always having to have contact with you, and he just can't keep himself off of you, same applies to the bedroom, always caressing you without even realizing it. He's packing a relatively solid 5.6. not shabby considering that he's five foot fucking three. Short king, but we love him anyways. I SAID WE STAND WITH OUR SHORT KINGS. He strikes me as the type who grooms semi-frequently, but doesn't obsess about it. He's a lazy guy, but at the same time he doesn't like to be gross y'know? He maintains it, but it's the bare minimum.

Benkei-

Gentle giant, anyone? Because that's what he is. At least when he's with you. Sure, he's only 6'2", but he's pretty fucking wide too. That, and his overall demeanour and personality just gives him the vibe of a big guy. Despite his strength and his tendency to have a hot temper sometimes, he's surprisingly gentle with you. Of course, that's unless you ask him not to be. He'd never dare lay a hand on you in everyday life, but the bedroom has different rules as we all know. He's a big fan of setting up concrete and mutually agreed upon boundaries, and there always has to be a safe word. (Honestly how it should be) Even if you don't have a consent kink, it is undeniabley impressive how hot he can make asking you for verbal consent. He needs explicit verbal consent each time, and absolutely refuses to do anything if either of you are even a little intoxicated unless it was previously discussed. He's such a gentleman in that respect honestly. He'll always listen to your preferences and prioritize your needs first. Even if your into that freaky shit and he's telling you he's just using you as a cock sleeve, really he's always chasing your pleasure more than his own. It's just how he rolls. 7.10, and I will not elaborate. That seems pretty appropriate for him, honestly. He likes to have a bush, but he likes to keep it well kept and trimmed, like how he keeps his beard quite orderly. So there is a tuft of hair down there, black or white, I'm not sure (his natural hair colour isn't confirmed, but I doubt he'd bother dying it.) and it is very well kept. Manscaping is just a part of his everyday routine, same as maintaining his facial hair, he doesn't even think twice about it anymore.

Takeomi-

Another slightly awkward dork, but he tries to pretend he's all confident. May or may not lie about how much experience he has. He might tell you he's slept around a fair bit and dated a lot of people to impress you, but it's obvious he hasn't by how nervous he gets around you. He desperately tried to hide his nervousness too. We all know he's greedy and can get a little self obsessed at times. And I can see why that might make you think that he'd be too much of a narcissist to be a good partner, and I'd say you're only about a quarter right. Yes, having a partner like you would absolutely go to his head a bit. He thinks you're like the best person to ever grace this earth, so he thinks it's a major flex that you'd choose *him* of all people. He would absolutely show you off like some kind of trophy, number one hype man right here. You become his source of pride, next to his gang. I fully believe he's another straight up worshipping type, he thinks you're way too good for him, and as a result hails you like some kind of god and will flaunt you with pleasure. Though if close enough to him, he might be more willing to be vulnerable around you and admit to his overwhelming insecurities and lack of self esteem. It's no secret that his sense of self worth is derived from achievements and material possessions, which is just a tad bit of an issue. Just a tad. This all 100% translates into the bedroom. Tries so hard and fails so miserably to act confident. He'd be more likely to top especially towards the beginning because he feels he has something to prove, he feels that he needs to be more dominant just to show you he cares. But with some time, discussion and a fuckload of reassurance, he'd be willing to bottom. May or may not feel a bit emasculated by it though. Could be a bit of a whiner/whimperer, but again, it takes him a minute to be that comfortable. It's not that he doesn't trust you, he just really doesn't want you to think less of him. Same thing applies to grooming. The only reason he even tries is because he wants to look halfway decent for you. He wants to impress and come across as though he cares. If he cares for himself that makes it seem like he's more capable of caring for you, right? Well, that's his logic anyways. Likes to keep a decent sized tuft of hair because it makes him feel more masculine. Pretty well kept though if I'm being honest, he does a halfway decent job.