TEENAGE FEVER
synopsis: Your boyfriend Yuuji Itadori invites you over to his place to take cover from the rain after a date.. when, âjust a napâ quickly turns into something more..
contains: NSFW, clothed sex in the form of grinding, minor use of swear words, reader is described with female body parts, and yearner Yuuji. Reader & Yuuji are both 18+ and in an established relationship.
wc: 2k
The fan whirs above your head.
Itâs silent, for the most part, besides the sound of the spinning blades of the fan and the sounds of your lips, wet with saliva, smacking against another pair.
The sheets rustle too, your movements shifting the comforter along with it as you make out with your boyfriend, Yuuji Itadori, as he has your chin cupped by his free hand like he never wants to let go.
And you canât help but feel that pit in your stomach stir, arousal clouding your consciousness and making your heart race.
It was just supposed to be a nap, you two said,
He had simply shot you a text to take you out, inviting you inside his room after a date to get a drink at your favorite store, given that the rain was pouring so heavily outside.
The walk to his place left yourselves exhausted, and you originally planned to simply nap together as youâve done before.
But one kiss led to another, and now youâre on his bed, lips against his own as you part for air.
But you catch your breath quicker than you parted, wanting more as you absentmindedly leaned into his touch.
He was gentle, restrained, for the most part, yet his grip managed to tell more than he was letting on.
Deep down underneath it all, he nearly lost control.
It was the sounds you let out after every kiss, your skin revealed as your sleeve slipped down your shoulder, and how you barely seemed to control your own excitement.
You were struggling just as much, he could tell, taking up more space than he had given you like you wanted to consume him entirely.
The way you used a hand to pull him back in, dark hair tickling your skin by the back of his neck.
And he let you, equally as needy as you were.
And it was until he eventually leaned on the headboard, that your eyes had met one another, pupils blown and bright, begging for permission.
And he let you, now pulling you in as you crawled on his lap.
It was nervous, the way you fumbled, like you didnât know what to do with yourself given that he was your first experience with intimacy whatsoever.
But he never blamed you, or made it a big deal, telling you itâs okay if this was clumsy. He was a virgin too.
Heâs told you, bashfully, that heâs only ever touched himself at the dead of night, admitting that he did so to thoughts of you.
What you looked like. What you tasted like. What you felt like.
Those thoughts had stirred his cock upright, picturing you on his bed, taking his tan pink, girthy length with everything he gave you.
The image of your tits bouncing with every collide of his hips against your backside, kneading your breasts, and painting your soft skin in white, his tip dripping with seed.
That was how you left him, he admitted.
Hungry. Needy. Like a dog in heat, needing release, as he made it clear to you how bad he wanted you.
And yet he kept himself restrained, calm, waiting for you to be the one to take the reins. Because his biggest fear was overstepping what he could do to you, do with you, and you felt the same.
Back on the scene, his eyes were clear, pleading for more than just a kiss as he put on a desperate face.
It wasnât forced, not at all, it was purely desire.
Itâs what you did to him, and Yuuji had no shame.
Heâs simply so desperate for you, and heâs made that known from the start.
He loved your laugh, your smile, and the way you lit up when you spoke. And yet he wanted to know more and more, leading him down darker thoughts as he wondered what you sounded like in bed when he touched you just right, where you liked to be kissed, and what expression you made when he made you cum.
He needed you more than ever, as you needed him, pulling you closer by the waist as you wrapped your arms around his neck, like it was only the two of you in this world.
The room was dim, nothing but the dark blue sky emitting the same hue into his room through the windows facing the bed.
And though the fan continued to spin, the heat between you two felt hotter the longer this went.
Cautiously, he had his hands on your lower waist, just above your rear in fear of going too far.
He wanted to play it safe, even if his mind was begging him to flip you over and take you right here.
But Yuuji, was Yuuji, and returned the same desperate energy you gave him, throwing all caution to the wind as long as you did too.
And it was all you needed, your lips wet with each others spit, gliding and pressing along each other, making you wet as the sounds filled your ears.
He didnât mention how you pressed against his growing bulge, big and hidden underneath the thick layer of sweatpants he had on, but it was just enough to rub your cunt.
It felt so right, rocking back and forth in slow motions as you kept on kissing him, the both of you sick with teenage fever as you mewled his name.
Yuuji had to hold back, swallowing your moans and kisses because if he let his mind hyper-focus on the way you said his name, he swore he might just cum right there.
All he could do was throw his head back, his face scrunching while his brows furrowed with a squint, his hand falling to grip your ass as he helped you grind forward.
Little curses slipped from his lips feeling you grind against him, and even through his clothing, was better than he couldâve imagined when his cock was in his hand.
It was taunting him, the reality that your cunt was only a few layers from being skin to skin with you, feeling you, tasting you.
He was so ready to do it all, yet did everything in his power to restrain himself and let you take control.
But you were losing it too, stopping the motion of your hips as you paused and met his eyes, crawling off of his lap only for a moment to throw your shorts to the side.
Youâre only in your blush pink panties now, matching his locks perfectly like you were intending this, along with your off shoulder sweater that Yuuji had paid for you as a gift.
He wondered what else you had underneath, letting his imagination run wild until you sat back on his lap, noticing the wet spot that dampened his sweatpants.
I should take my pants off too..
Yuuji thought, shifting you gently so he could pull his sweatpants from underneath himself and toss it to the side, careless to where it landed in his room.
But none of that mattered now, feeling you crawl back on top of him as you noticed the dark spot of pre heâd left, visible in his red underwear.
ââM sorry.. just got excited..â
He mumbled, shyly, making you giggle as you were equally as wet.
âItâs alright.. just hold me.â
And so he did, using his hands to shift you back onto his lap, the cloth barrier significantly more noticeable now as it was much thinner than before.
âFuck.. youâre so wet down here baby..â
I wanna clean you up,
He left out, saving that for when you were ready to go there.
God knew he wanted nothing but to taste you on his tongue, feel you grind against his face in desperation and feel you squeeze his head with your thighs.
But he focused back on the moment at hand, twitching underneath you as he felt you more now.
Your clit dragged against his thinly clothed shaft, just grazing the head of his cock ever so slightly when you rocked back far enough, and you shivered, deciding to burrow your head in the crook of his neck.
You snuggled yourself against him, arms reaching his back to slip them underneath his white tee and grasp his shoulders, looping your arms like you wanted to keep him locked in this position forever.
The position was warm, and snug, given your comfortable clothing, but you enveloped each other like a hug neither of you wanted to let go from.
He kept his hands gripping your buttocks now, kneading your fat as you let out his a whine.
You were close, you could tell, time and time again noticing your own breathing pattern would change, and how much faster your heart would beat.
As was he, letting out little whines with the grip on your ass getting stronger, raising both hands to your waist as he helped you rock faster.
The sheets shifted with frantic shuffles of cotton on cotton as you rolled yourself faster, your movements suddenly sloppier and hasty.
And he knew, bucking his hips as the room was quickly filled with sounds of little âahâsâ and âohâsâ, growing in intensity the faster you rocked.
âFuckâ Y..Yuujiâ!â
âI know babyâ me- me tooââ
Suddenly, Yuujiâs head was tossed back as he bucked his hips up into yours for the last time, stilling his motions as you came with a high pitched, muffled whine, shaking terribly above Yuuji as he gripped you through all of it.
You held him by his shoulders still hooked underneath his arms as you gripped them for support, feeling his bated breaths tickle your ear.
He was panting, and so were you, breaths mingling in the air as you had to catch them.
Both of you parted for a moment as it was hot, collapsing on the bed as he was able to sneak a peek at your clothed wet spot.
Flustered, he averted his gaze and smiled, leaning down to kiss you deeply as you wrapped yourself within the comforter.
He stood up to grab fresh boxers for a moment with his foot steps echoing in the room to his drawer, back to his bed to meet his beaming wide eyes filled with love and affection with yours.
You were tired, clearly, still needing that nap even after what youâve just been through, given the long walk to his place.
He noticed, throwing himself onto the bed landing on top of you as the bed bounced with him.
Messily so, tugging the comforter along to wrap the both of you in it, until you spoke,
âYuuji, im probably gonna have to start leaving clothes here. My panties are soaked.â
You giggled after, motioning downwards as he shifted his head to notice, the realization making him spring upward.
âOhâHere.. you can take those off, Iâll give you some pants..â
He wouldâve forgotten you were soaked in your arousal from excitement, had you not mentioned it.
He watched you leave to clean yourself up in his bathroom, coming back to bed as you were equally clean, wearing recently washed pajama pants that hung on your hips just a bit.
âI know theyâre big, sorry.. all I have..â
Yuuji mumbled, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly knowing his size of clothing ran much bigger than your own.
But you didnât seem to mind, snuggling nonetheless and finally getting comfortable with him in bed. You were comfortable, relieved, and had your boyfriend right beside you as the rain tapped against the window creating a calming atmosphere.
What more could you want?
But that was all you asked for, cuddling with Yuuji with his head resting on your chest, using your breasts for pillows, looking up at you.
âI love you, babe.. I mean it..â
He spoke softly, his tender words bringing warmth to your cheeks.
âI love you too, Yuuji..â
With that, the two of you drifted into much needed deep sleep, with your fingers tangled in dusty pink his hair, and his arms hugging you loosely on your sides.
It was like it was only the two of you, and neither of you couldnât ask for more.












