#oya high

“Hey stranger. Ready to go?” she asked him.

“Yes. I’m exhausted, let’s go home,” he said. Fujio let go of the hug and wrapped one arm around Y/n as they both walked back to his house.

Fujio opened the door and Y/n followed him inside, making her way to his bed and lying down as she usually did. Fujio flopped onto the other side of her, pulling out his phone while he listened to Y/n rant about her day. It suddenly got quiet. “Y/n? Are you okay?”

“Is your mom coming home tonight?”

“No, she’s out with that one guy she’s seeing so I’m home alone. Why?”

“Can I… ask you for help with something?”

“Yeah, what do you need?”

“So, there’s this boy I’m talking to from school.”

This caught Fujio’s attention. He threw his phone to the side, sitting up and looking at Y/n. “Who is it?”

“A boy.”

“Yeah. What’s his name?”

“I’m not telling you that! You’ll find him and scare him away. Can you listen now?”

“I’m listening!”

“This boy I’m talking to wants to go out on a date in two days, but I’m nervous because what if he wants to like kiss me and then I don’t know what I’m doing?! I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

“I don’t see why that matters…”

“He’s been in other relationships before! I don’t want to not know what I’m doing you know what I mean? What if it makes him not like me because I don’t know what I’m doing and it’s not good enough?! So…can you help me practice?”

Fujio’s eyes widened, they must’ve bulged out of his head. “Why would I do that Y/n?!” 

“If you won’t help me then I’ll go ask Seiji instead,” she said with a pout as she got up off his bed.

Fujio pulled her back down to her previous spot. “How would Seiji help you?! He hasn’t kissed anybody before! All he ever does is study.”

“At least he’ll agree to help me!”

“Okay fine! I’ll help you! What do you need help with?”

“I don’t know! I’ve never done this before! Have you?”

“Yes, I have,” he confidently answered her.

“Okay, well then, can I just kiss you and then you tell me if it’s good or bad?”

“Yes I will do that for you Y/n.” 

Y/n turned her body to face Fujio, heart beating so loud she felt as if it was plugged into a boombox for the whole neighborhood to hear. Fujio’s heart was racing so fast he hoped Y/n didn’t hear it. Y/n reached over and quickly kissed Fujio, pulling back to look at him. “Good? Bad?”

“That’s too short Y/n. Like this,” he said as he reached out to hold her face, tilting his head to kiss her. His hands going from caressing her jaw, to pulling her into his lap. Y/n didn’t fight Fujio for dominance under the pre-tense that he was guiding her (totally not because she liked what was happening). The two didn’t break away until they both needed air, the sound of heavy breathing occupying the room. 

“Better?” she asked in a volume no higher than a whispered.

“Better,” he said.

“Can I try again?” she asked. He nodded, not objecting to the chance to kiss her again. 

Y/n followed the movements Fujio did, holding his jaw as she tilted her head to give him a deeper kiss. Fujio tightened his arms around her waist, pulling her closer, if possible. Y/n’s hands left his jaw, circling around his neck. Fujio bit on her bottom lip, sucking on it afterwards to soothe the sting. Fujio broke the kiss, Y/n letting out a small whimper from the lost contact and chasing his lips. Fujio placed a small kiss on her lips before trailing down to her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses down her neck. He got to a sensitive spot near her collarbone, making Y/n let out a moan. Fujio continued to suck on that spot, wanting to get a reaction out of Y/n. 

Y/n felt the heat begin to pool in between her legs, half of her conscience saying this is wrong while the other half was screaming, wanting Fujio to do whatever he wanted to her. The sensation was making her dizzy, but her need for friction began overpowering any rational thought in her brain. Y/n grinded down on Fujio’s lap, feeling his hard-on that she hadn’t realized was there before. Fujio let up, resting his forehead against Y/n’s. “We don’t have to keep going Y/n. Only if you want to. I won’t force you to do anything.”

“I want to keep going.”

“Are you sure?”

Y/n nodded her head, her voice failing her at the moment.

“Tell me to stop and I will okay?”

Y/n nodded her head once more. Fujio kissed her again, taking his left hand to squeeze her breast while his right hand stayed on her hip, guiding her grinding motion. Fujio slightly lifted his hips, needing to feel Y/n on him. Y/n moaned into Fujio’s mouth, hands grabbing onto his shoulders. Fujio went back to sucking on her collarbone, this time on the opposite side. Y/n put her head on Fujio’s shoulder, using one hand to cover her mouth, muffling her moans. 

“Don’t hide your pretty moans from me Princess,” he said as he moved her hand away from her mouth and helping her out of her uniform blazer. The two continued to makeout while Fujio unbuttoned Y/n’s shirt, slipping it off and throwing it somewhere on his floor. Fujio broke off the kiss, getting himself out of his black uniform blazer and pulling his button shirt over his head, not bothering to unbutton it properly and pulled Y/n back in for another kiss.

Fujio unclasped Y/n’s bra, throwing it with the rest of their tops on the floor. He reached under her skirt, pulling down her panties and discarding it with the other clothing pieces. Y/n tried to unzip her skirt, but Fujio stopped her. “Keep it on. It’s cute on you. Especially after you hemmed it to make it shorter than the standard length.”

“I did it for you, but I didn’t think you would notice.” 

“I notice everything about you Y/n,” he said as he helped Y/n onto her back, his arms holding himself up over her as he kissed down her sternum and her boobs. He took her right nipple into his mouth, circling his tongue and sucking down on it while he massaged the other. Y/n let out a moan, pressing her legs together. Fujio reached his right hand under skirt, parting her legs and letting his fingers dancing over her slicked folds.

“Fuck Y/n,” he said as he felt her tremble under his touch.

“Please Fujio.”

“Please what Princess?”

“Please touch me. Do anything. I need you.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. Fujio pushed her knees up, lowering himself to align with her core. He started out slow, small kisses and licks to her slit. Y/n whimpered at the switch between contact and no contact with Fujio’s mouth. 

“You taste so sweet Y/n,” he moaned into her as he continued to taste her, sending vibrations through her body. Fujio looked at Y/n with a darker mischievious glint in his eyes, going all in. He alternated between dragged his tongue through her folds and sucking on her clit. He slowed down to insert one finger, making her gasp. He let her get used to it before he inserted another, pumping into her and scissoring to get her ready if she wanted to go any further. “Faster Fujio, faster,” she said breathlessly. Fujio pumped his fingers at a slightly faster pace, continuing to suck on her clit. Y/n’s fingers grabbed onto the hem of her skirt, then entangled themselves in his hair.

“Fuck, Fujio, It’s - I’m gonna-” 

“It’s okay, let go,” said Fujio. He picked up his pace again, pumping his fingers, sticking his tongue in her and then sucking on her clit. Who was he to deny his favorite person her orgasm? Y/n moaned, the knot in her stomach popping and releasing. Fujio helped her through her high, continuing to pump his fingers and not letting any of her cum escape his tongue. 

Y/n’s breathing slowed down, the fog in her mind slightly clearing up. Fujio came back up to give her a kiss. Y/n could still taste herself on his tongue even though he had swallowed all of her release.

“Need you inside Fujio. Please?” asked Y/n as her hands went down to undo Fujio’s pants.

“I wouldn’t tell you ‘no’ Y/n, you know that,” he said as he left another kiss on her lips. Fujio discarded his pants and underwear on the floor with the rest of their clothes, this time also unzipping and taking off her skirt. His dick was hard and leaking pre-cum. Fujio reached over to his nightstand to pull out a condom when Y/n stopped him. “Can we… do it without one? Only if that’s okay.” Fujio didn’t think his boner could get any harder than it already was, but he felt blood rush through his dick and constrict more than it already did with her words.

“Of course we can pretty-girl.” Fujio pumped himself in his hand a few times, coating his dick with his pre-cum before lining it up with Y/n’s core. “Tell me if it hurts okay?” Y/n nodded at him. He started with inserting his tip, pushing in slightly and then pulling back out. Fujio did it again, making sure Y/n was okay before completely inserting himself inside her. He fit inside her perfectly. “Fuck Y/n, it’s like you were made for me.” Y/n agreed while letting out a gasp at the stretch and the sting. Fujio held Y/n’s arms above her head, interlocking their fingers and kissing her to take her mind off of the pain. “Tell me when the pain stops and I’ll move,” he said as he continued to kiss her.

A few moments after the pain had subsided, Y/n broke the kiss. “You can move now.”

Fujio began moving his hips, pulling out halfway and then going back in. He went in a steady pace at first, moaning at how Y/n’s walls felt wrapped around his cock. He moaned into her mouth as he kissed her. Y/n’s hands squeezed his, she let out whimpers at the feeling of him sliding in and out of her. “You can go faster Fujio.”

“I don’t want to be rough with you Y/n. Don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I can take it. I won’t break. Faster please?” she said as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. Growing up Fujio had never been able to say no to Y/n, especially not when she looks at him like that, he wouldn’t start now. So Fujio moved his hips faster, leaving hickies on her neck and chest as he pounded into her. Y/n let loud moans leave her lips, turning on Fujio more because he was the one making her feel this way. Praises, strings of “like that” and “feel so good” leaving her mouth as he continued pounding into her fueling his ego and his arousal.   

Fujio picked up speed, hitting a place that made Y/n scream with pleasure. “Fuck! Right there Fujio!” He continued pulling out almost all the way and then ramming back into her as he lowered his mouth to suck more hickies onto her chest. With her hands now free from Fujio’s grasp, Y/n held onto him, leaving red scratch marks on his back. “Fujio I’m close.”

“Me too love, where do you want me?”

“Inside. Inside please Fujio.”

“Fuck, okay Y/n.”

Both came at the same time, the room being drowned in sounds of pleasure. Fujio continued pumping his load inside Y/n and helping her through her high. Y/n was on cloud 9, full of Fujio. She pulled him down for another kiss, her sounds of pleasure getting lost in between kissing Fujio. 

Fujio pulled out of her, watching as both of their releases dripped out of Y/n. “Y/n I might get hard again,” he said as he kissed her again. Y/n took his fingers and guided him, shoving it back into her hole. “Don’t tease me Y/n,” he said as he left another kiss on her lips. She simply laughed at his words. “Let me take care of you, stay here.” Fujio walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and came back out with a damp washcloth to wipe up Y/n and a towel to wipe up any other mess around them. “Let’s go Y/n.”

“I don’t want to ~” she whined.

“No, come on, you need to clean up so you feel better afterwards,” he said. Y/n shook her head “no” at him playfully. Fujio laughed at her and picked her up bridal style. “Come on,” he said as he took them to the bathroom. He opened the glass door of the shower and set her inside before following her in. 

Fujio back hugged Y/n as the hot water rained down on them. Fujio began kissing her shoulder, hands moving from around her waist to massage her breasts. Y/n laughed as she put her hands over his. “Did we not just get done having sex outside?”

“I could have sex with you and never get tired of it. I’ve wanted to do that for so long you don’t even know.”

“Have sex with me?”

“Have sex with you, make you feel good, and ask you to be my girlfriend so that I could always make you feel good. In every way possible because I love you,” he said as he looked at her.

Y/n untangled his hands from her and turned around to face him, hugging him around the waist and looking up at him. “And how long have you thought this?”

“I’ve been in love with you since we were 8 Y/n, I’ve had fantasies about pleasuring you since we hit puberty. You do the math pretty-girl,” he said as he kissed her.

Y/n reciprocated the kiss with just as much passion, breaking away to rest her forehead on his. “So... all the running away from my feelings I’ve been doing, have been for nothing?” she asked as she looked at him. 

“It would seem so. I’ve been in love with you since forever Y/n. I just didn’t say anything because you were always running. I thought you didn’t feel the same.”

“I feel stupid now.”

“Just a little dumb, but you’ll be mine right?” he asked her.

“Yes I will,” she said as she leaned up to kiss him. The kiss led to a makeout session. Fujio holding her waist with one hand while the other went down to squeeze her butt, making Y/n giggle into the kiss.

Y/n reached her hand down to stroke his dick, feeling it become hard in her hands. Y/n broke off from the kiss, getting down on her knees and pushing Fujio to lean on the back of the shower. “You don’t have to do that Y/n.”

“I know, but I want to,” she said as she looked up at him through her lashes, driving him slightly insane. Y/n kissed his tip first, then running her tongue along his slit, and sucking on the head like a lollipop. Fujio’s hands found their way to her hair, lightly gripping as to not hurt her, and letting out a moan at the feeling of her sucking his tip. Y/n continued to suck his tip and circle her tongue around his head. She put one hand on his thigh to steady herself while the other massaged his balls. Fujio let out a restrained grunt as she continued, not wanting to finish too soon because he didn’t want this to end. Y/n took more of his dick into her mouth, slowly making her way down to his base. Once she reached the base of his dick, nose brushing against his pelvic bone, she pulled away; resulting in Fujio letting out a groan at the loss of contact. Y/n took him back in her mouth and began bobbing her head back and forth, moaning as she gave him a blow job. Fujio involuntarily began to thrust into her mouth, the feeling of her mouth wrapping around him feeling too good not to move. After a few more thrusts, he pulled her off him and back up. He turned her around, pinning her up against the shower wall and lined his cock up with her slit and pushed in. His hands going back to massaging her boobs, his head dropping to her shoudler as he pushed into her from behind. “Didn’t want to cum in your mouth Y/n. Want to cum inside your pussy,” he said as he continued pounding into her.

The sound of wet skin slapping against each other, the sound of Fujio’s dick inside of Y/n, and both their moans filled the bathroom as did the steam from the shower. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, harder Jio, harder,” moaned Y/n. Fujio put his hand under Y/n’s chin, turning her to the side, kissing her as he continued to piston into her. One of his hands left her breast to rub her clit. The feeling of everything made Y/n scream in pleasure, her moans coming out in a choppy pattern as the pleasure Fujio was making her feel was making her breathless and head empty. Her orgasm this time felt different, it felt like more. Fujio pounding into her, rubbing her clit, massaging her breast, and also kissing her was so much going on at once, Y/n didn’t just cum, she squirted. Fujio stayed inside her, overstimulating her. “Too much Jio, it’s too-”

“Just a little more Princess,” he said as he kept going. He continued pumping until Y/n was done and he emptied his load of cum inside her. Y/n was out of breath, her breathing a bit irregular. 

“Are you okay Princess?” asked Jio as he left a chaste kiss on her shoulder.

“I’m fine. Just tired again.”

“Let me actually help you this time,” he said.

Y/n hugged Fujio and laid her head on his chest while he showered them. Washing her hair with her shampoo and conditioner she kept at his house, washing her body, and taking care of down there because she was still sensitive after three orgasms. 

When they were done, Fujio stepped out of the shower, getting two towels to wrap around Y/n’s body and around his waist. He bridal carried her back out to his room, setting her on his bed. Fujio grabbed another towel and Y/n’s comb to help towel dry and brush her hair. “You always make me feel like a princess Fujio.”

“Because you’re my princess Y/n.”

“Let me help you too,” she said as she took the towel and towel dried Fujio’s hair and brushed it. Fujio got into his sleep clothes and helped Y/n into one of his t-shirts to sleep.

Y/n had gotten quiet. Not the kind of quiet where it was comfortable, but the kind of quiet like she was scared to talk. “What’s wrong Y/n?” asked a concerned Fujio.

“Was I- Did I- Am I better than… the other girl? Or girls?”

“What other girls Y/n?”

“Earlier when I first asked you if you knew what you were doing and if you had kissed anyone before, you said you did because you’ve kissed someone before… Did I do better than her? Did I compare at all?”

Fujio let out a small laugh as he caressed her jaw, “I was lying Y/n.”

“Huh?!”

“I was lying. I’ve never kissed anyone else before or did anything intimate with anyone either. I just said that to see how you would react and so you would think that I could help you practice how to kiss that other boy. Now you don’t need to know how to kiss him though, do you?”

“No, I guess not.”

“Go to sleep Y/n, I have to take you home early tomorrow before school so you can go get ready.”

“Okay,” she said as she snuggled into him and fell asleep.

Fujio combed his fingers through her hair, admiring her as she slept. She was finally his.

The next morning Y/n woke up, Fujio was already awake and ready to go. “Why didn’t you wake me up Fujio?”

“It’s still early love. I just woke up earlier to go grab something for you from the store and to get your other uniform from your house and your makeup so you could sleep more.”

“Wow, Fujio waking up early? That’s unheard of. I must be really special or something.”

“You are,” he said as he kissed her temple. 

“Did you run into my parents while you were at my place?”

“Your dad was gone already but your mom was still home. Don’t worry, I lied and said you came over and fell asleep after a late movie night.”

“You are a life saver, truly.” Fujo held up a pill and a glass of water to her, motioning for her to take it. “What’s this Jio?”

“Plan B. I ran out to get you some this morning. I did cum in you twice yesterday. I wouldn’t mind a little one of us running around but I know you don’t want that right now, and frankly I don’t want your parents or my mom murdering me so this is for precaution,” he said as he held up the pill to her.

“Have I told you you’re the best?”

“Only in a friends context.”

“Well, today is day one of you being my boyfriend and you’re already doing a wonderful job. Thank you,” she said as she took the pill and chased it with water. “Can you get out so I can get changed?”

“Y/n… I literally ripped your clothes off of you and saw you naked all night yesterday.”

“It’s not the same!”

“Yes it is!”

“Okay you don’t have to leave the room but at least turn around!” Fujio rolled his eyes playfully and turned to face the wall. Y/n stripped off his t-shirt and put on new undergarments. Y/n put on her shirt, but before she could button the white uniform shirt, she looked at herself in Fujio’s mirror and saw the state of her neck and chest. “Oh no…”

“What is it love?”

“Fujio…WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THIS MANY HICKIES IN SUCH NOTICABLE PLACES?!”

“You weren’t complaining yesterday.”

“Yeah, and yesterday I didn’t see what I looked like and what state you left me in you vampire.”

Fujio turned around and attacked her in a hug with his cute little grin. “You still love me though right Y/n?” 

“Yes I do, but now I have to cover everything up with makeup!” she exclaimed as she pulled out her concealer and ran to the bathroom to cover everything up.

Fujio grabbed the rest of Y/n’s uniform and followed her into his bathroom. “You should see what state you left me in,” he says as he puts the remaining pieces of her uniform next to her on the counter.

“What did I do?” Fujio turned around and took off his uniform blazer and his white and black button up shirt, lifting up his muscle shirt inside to show her his back. Y/n’s eyes widened, she brought her hand up to cover her mouth as she laughed. “Oh…Fujio I’m so sorry! Does it hurt?”

“No. I kind of like how they look, and how they made me feel when you were clawing at my back.”

Y/n hit his arm, the two laughing as she continued to get ready while he stood in the doorway to talk to her and accompany her. 

When Y/n was done getting ready and done getting dressed, the two left for school. Fujio was gonna walk her to school before heading to Oya. The two walked hand in hand as they talked about everything and yet nothing all at once. Nothing changed between them really, just that now they had a “boyfriend and girlfriend” label and were romantically affectionate rather than platonic. 

“I guess I’m gonna have to turn that boy down today huh?”

“Yes. Tell him you have a strong boyfriend who will beat him up if he tries to talk to you or ask you out on that date.”

“I’ll remember to do that. You’re really famous at my school you know? People talk about you all the time so he’ll know who you are.”

“Good to know.”

“Also, I’m hanging out with Madoka after school so you don’t have to pick me up.”

“Then I’ll pick you up from wherever you are to bring you home. I’m sure Shinya will be picking her up, so I’ll come get you so we can go home.”

“My house or yours?”

“Well, that’ll depend on what you want to do. I’ll be alone again tonight if you’re wondering at all.”

Y/n rolled her eyes at her boyfriends antics. “We can go back to your place tonight. Come up with a good story to tell my mom though.”

“I will.”

The duo arrived in front of Y/n’s school. Y/n gave Fujio a goodbye kiss before waving to him and entering the gates. Before she entered the school building, she turned back around to wave at him one more time, blowing him a kiss. Fujio smiled at her, catching the kiss before leaving for Oya.

Bonus scenes!

Like any typical day at Oya, the Oya guys got into fights with other guys who came from different schools. The Fujio faction had just finished a fight. Everyone was spread out in their own respective spots on the Oya rooftop. The heat was getting to him, so Fujio took off his blazer and button up shirt, leaving him only in his muscle tank. The other Fujio faction guys were all talking until it gradually became quiet. Fujio was drinking his water, minding his own business when he heard the silence and felt everyone else’s eyes on him. He turned around and looked at the other guys confused. “What? Why are you guys looking at me like that?”

“Fujio-san… what the hell happened to your back?! Did those guys do that during the fight?!” asked Jamuo.

“What?” asked Fujio as he was still confused. “What’s on my back? I swear I blocked anything from hitting my back.”

Tsukasa turned Fujio to get a better look from where he sat on their couch. “They look like scratches. Did you get a tiger for a pet or something?”

The realization hit Fujio, causing him to laugh. Fujio sat down on the couch and looked at everyone. “I didn’t get a pet tiger. I got those from my girl.”

“YOUR GIRL?!” they all shouted at him.

“SINCE WHEN DID YOU HAVE A GIRL?” shouted Kiyoshi as he sat next to Yasushi across the rooftop. 

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘SINCE WHEN’?! SHE’S BEEN MINE SINCE FOREVER!” Fujio shouted back.

“Ohhh we know who you’re talking about,” said Shibaman.

“Y/n right?” asked Tsuji

“Mhmm,” said Fujio with a proud smile on his face.

Tsukasa looked at Fujio in disbelief, “No…. you’re joking!” Fujio shook his head in a “no” motion at him. “Really?! You’re not joking?! You and Y/n are finally dating?!”

“Yep. She’s officially mine now and I’m hers.”

“So then the scratches on your back are from…HUH?!” shouted both Nakagoshi and Nakaoka.

“Yep,” said Fujio with a prideful look. 

“YOU HAVE TO TELL US WHAT HAPPENED!” shouted Nakaoka.

“No, sorry. That’s for me and her. All I’m gonna say is that it was really good.”

Everyone on the rooftop (other than Tsukasa and Todoroki) were shouting over each other to get Fujio to crack and tell them some of the details. Fujio laughed at all of them while he put his shirt and jacket back on and looked at the watch on his wrist. “Oh my, look at the time. I have to go pick up my girlfriend and take her home. Bye guys! See you guys tomorrow,” he said as he left the rooftop, the others still shouting after him. 

Y/n had to stay after school to help a teacher with something and ended up running late to meet up with Madoka. Y/n ran and ran and then eventually got to her meet up spot with Madoka. “Madoka I’m so sorry! I had to help one of my teachers and ran late!” said Y/n as she had her hands resting on her knees, tired from the running.

“I thought you ghosted me and weren’t coming anymore,” said Madoka.

“I would never! I just got caught up I swear!” exclaimed Y/n. As she stood up to look at Madoka, she wiped the sweat around her face and her neck, forgetting that she had makeup there and smudging it, exposing what she was hiding underneath. Madoka looked at Y/n’s shirt collar and then back at her.

“Y/n?”

“Hmm?”

“Why is there makeup all over your shirt collar?”

“I- um-”

“IS THAT A BRUISE?! WHO HIT YOU?! TELL ME RIGHT NOW SO I CAN GO BEAT THEM UP!”

“Oh no no no no! No! No one hit me Madoka! It’s-”

“YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD EXPLANATION FOR ME Y/N! WHAT ARE YOU NOT TELLING ME?!”

“I’ll tell you on the way to the cafe,” said Y/n as she looped her arm with Madoka’s.

The two began walking to the new cafe they wanted to try and all you could hear was “HAH?! YOU AND FUJIO?! FUJIO DID WHAT?!”

After their hangout, the two girls stood outside of the cafe waiting for their boyfriends. “Doka! Let’s go home!” said Shinya as he arrived to walk Madoka home.

“IT'S MADOKA! And hold on, I have to talk to Fujio first,” said Madoka.

“Oh. Is Fujio picking you up Y/n?” asked Shinya.

“Mm-hmm. He’s walking me home.”

“Princess Y/n! Let’s go home!” said Fujio as he approached the trio.

Madoka was on a mission, marching towards Fujio before he made it to where the other three were standing. Madoka grabbed Fujio by the ear, pulling him down to her eye level.

“OW! DOKA WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

“LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! IF YOU BREAK Y/N’S HEART I’M GONNA BREAK YOUR BONES YOU HEAR ME?! AND IT’S MADOKA NOT DOKA! LET’S GO SHINYA!” she shouted as she let go of Fujio.

“What is all that about?” Shinya asked Y/n.

“Um… Fujio and I started dating and Madoka says she’s gonna kill him if he hurts me?”

“YOU GUYS ARE DATING?!” exclaimed Shinya.

“Yes?”

“Finally! I was so sick and tired of him talking about how much he liked you but thought you didn’t like him back. You guys are gonna be fine,” said Shinya as he gave Y/n a hug before walking away with Madoka.  

Fujio rubbed his ear to make the pain go away. “If I ever break your heart, Doka is gonna break me. Got it,” he said.

“But you wouldn’t do that right?”

“Of course not! Now let’s go home. My bed misses us,” he said as he put his arm around her waist to go home. “How did the date rejection go?”

“He asked why I was calling the date off and I said I have a boyfriend now. He asked who, I said your name, and he backed off pretty quickly, so I think it went pretty smoothly."

"That's good. Tell me if anyone bothers you. I'll beat them up!"

"I will, but I'm sure no one will bother me now that the whole school knows I'm dating Hanaoka Fujio."

You made it to the end! Did you like it?! I tried my best with this one, hopefully it's good enough! I did edit and proof-read it but there could still be mistakes because I'm prone to having spelling and grammar mistakes.

I've never written smut before and I don't plan to write it often, you'll probably see a story with smut in it every now and then from here on out though, but this was an idea I had floating around my brain and needed to get it out of there so I could focus😂

Since this is my first real attempt at writing smut, there may be some inaccuracies and may not be that great but hopefully it eventually improves! Likes, reblogs, comments, and critiques are greatly appreciated if you want to leave any of those.

The paper cup disappeared into the abyss of the bin on the pavement as you walked past it on your way to the Oya High. Why were you going there? Well, you wanted to visit your brother, Todoroki. It's been some time since you spent some sibling bonding time together, and today looked like a great day to do so. Also, meeting other students of Oya High was a nice idea.

Finally, you reached the school's well-known building, and a smile crawled onto your lips immediately. This place always brought back nice memories and gave you a feeling of comfort; it felt like home even though you weren't here very often. It also taught you how to fight, thanks to your brother being a pain in the ass during training, and you didn't expect to use your skills so soon, but a person attacking you from the right quickly changed your mind. You brought your arms up to your face to protect it and quickly attacked back. You aimed for the person's nose, but it didn't end well, your wrist got closed in someone's grip and slightly twisted, making you hiss. But you knew you didn't have much time to contemplate over your pain, you had to think and fight. You quickly estimated your chances and kicked the person's knee, making them bend and fall down onto the painless leg, and then you left a shoe print on the chest. The impact of the attack caused them to fall onto their back while breathing heavily.

"Okay, stop." You heard Furuya's voice and the fighting frenzy evaporated from your body, leaving you clueless and confused, but proud deep inside. "I get it, you are good."

"Can't say otherwise." You chuckled and helped the man get up from the ground. "You know that attacking me is never a good idea."

"I do." Furuya nodded and dusted himself off. "But Murayama still thinks he can take you in a fight. But still, he's sending us every time you come here."

"Coward." You joked, knowing perfectly that the leader of Oya High was listening, as he always was. "How have you been?"

And a conversation with a vice-leader went on as you two walked towards the center of the school, where everyone liked to hang out. The moment you crossed the entrance, you were greeted warmly by everyone present and literally pulled by the arm to sit with them. Have I mentioned the feeling of home? Yeah, that's how you felt with all those people around.

"Do you guys have a kettle and hot water?" You asked out of nowhere, making everyone look at you in silence.

"Sure we do." Said Seki and got up. "I will bring it in a moment."

And he disappeared.

You chuckled at his behaviour, but you kinda got already used to that. Everyone in Oya treated you with respect and even a slight amount of fear, and all that because you were Todoroki's sibling. Okay, not everyone, Murayama was an exception. He wasn't scared of you, he was intrigued, as he liked to say. That's why he was hiding from you whenever you were around.

"There you go." Seki came back with a mug full of hot water and handed it to you with a smile.

You thanked him with a nod and reached into your pocket only to take out a bag of instant coffee. Under the supervision of the Oya student, you poured it into the mug and waited for it to melt.

"And again, you and your coffee." Todoroki came in and looked at you with disappointment in his eyes, but you smiled at him and took a sip of your drink.

"You should be used to that already." An unexpected voice answered before you could say anything, making everyone turn towards the opened window on the second floor. "You are siblings."

"Murayama." Todoroki rolled his eyes but didn't look at the leader, his eyes were focused on you. "Mind your business. And you....let's go."

Your eyes moved from your brother to Murayama, who was still hanging by the window, half of his body outside the building, his eyes watching you get up and follow Todoroki inside. His eyes focused on your coffee and watched it disappear with you in the building. The moment he lost you from his sight, he turned to Seki and raised an eyebrow. The leader had a plan...and a request.

Two days passed from your last visit to Oya High and you again were heading there. For what? Another meeting with your brother, this time to prepare a gift for your mother's birthday. You had a basic idea but wanted to talk it over with Todoroki.

The moment you appeared by the gate, Furuya greeted you with a mug of coffee in his hand that he immediately handed to you.

"Wow, thanks." You said with a smile. "Why, if I may?"

"You like it, right?" You nodded, the warmth from the coffee started to spread through your body. "We want you to feel comfortable here."

"Thank you." A smile appeared on your face, and you slowly walked to your brother's room.

It was a kind gesture and definitely made you feel welcome here.

"Quit smiling." Todoroki greeted you with an emotionless expression. "It's just coffee."

You rolled your eyes at his words, but didn't listen to him, a smile stayed on your lips as you two started talking about the present.

After around 40 minutes, someone knocked at the door, and with permission, they came in. It was Seki with a mug of another coffee for you. Saying you were confused and happy at the same time wouldn't be enough to describe what you were feeling. It's true, that you finished your previous coffee 5 minutes ago, but no one could possibly know about it. At least that's what you thought. You had no idea that Murayama was watching you from the window on the other side of the square, waiting for you to finish your coffee, only to send someone to bring you another. That was the plan he created two days ago.

After two hours, you decided to leave. Todoroki and you planned the gift and everything around it, so you were quite confident about it. During those two hours, you received coffee 4 times, always 5 minutes after you finished the previous one. It felt as if someone was watching you, but you couldn't find them.

"Leaving so soon?" While you were leaving, Murayama's voice stopped you midway.

"Yeah. We are done talking." You explained softly and looked at the leader who was sitting on the couch in the square. "Why?"

"Just asking." Yoshiki got up and stretched, then looked at you with an instant coffee in between his fingers. "What's so good about it?"

"It's tasty." You explained. "And warms me up."

"There is only sugar inside." Murayama threw the bag over his shoulder and hid his hands in his pockets. "I don't know how can you drink it. It's awful."

"I like it." You shrugged but smiled a moment later. "So you tried it."

"Not because I wanted to." The black-haired man rolled his eyes. "I had to see what's being used in my school."

You slowly nodded, a quiet hum left your lips as you watched Murayama avoid your eyes. You chuckled at his reaction but didn't say anything. Furthermore, you started to connect dots that it was him, who sent you coffee, but for now, you decided to keep it to yourself.

You might think, it was just Oya High being kind. Unfortunately, or fortunately, it wasn't that. Since your first visit to the school, whenever you met one of the students somewhere out, they gave you an instant coffee bag. Every. Fricking. Time.

"Murayama!" You decided to talk to the guy about the coffee issue.

"Me?" The man opened the door to his office and greeted you with a smirk.

"Yes, you." Without a warning, you walked into the room and immediately froze in place.

The room was filled with the boxes of your favorite coffee that you had been receiving, stored by the wall. It was more than you could comprehend.

"You....you bought it?" You turned his way and immediately noticed his smirk. "All of it?"

"Yeah." He nodded proudly. "But don't think it's because of you. The others like it too. They liked it before you."

You smiled and walked up to the window only to see that Furuya and Seki poured your favourite drink on the ground. It was too sweet for them, you could read that from their expression.

"Sure." You nodded and looked at Murayama who was watching you. "Let's say I believe you. Thank you for taking care of me."

The man only rolled his eyes and shifted in his place as if he was hiding something behind his back. And you were curious.

"What are you hiding?" You asked and walked up to him to look at what was on the counter behind him.

"Nothing." He moved to the side to cover the thing, and when you stepped the other way, he followed. "Go away."

"Show me." You insisted and tried to look over him, your hands rested on his shoulders while you lifted yourself on your toes. "Please."

"Go. Away." Murayama rested his palms against your shoulders and pushed you away from the counter.

But he didn't realise that by walking away, he opened the space behind him and exposed the thing he was hiding. The bouquet of flowers standing in the vase appeared in front of your eyes as you two walked away from the furniture making you gasp in admiration.

"Are those for me?" You asked carefully, as if scared of mistaking the situation.

"Yeah." Murayama tried to sound, and act, nonchalant when he handed you the flowers but your giggle caused his eyes to soften and cheeks turned pink. "But if you tell Todoroki, I will kick you out of here and never let in again."

You smiled widely and before leaving, you kissed Murayama's cheek. The flowers in your hands added some colour to the Oya's building as you walked through the halls with a smile. Your eyes were shining as if the miracle happened. For you, it wasn't a miracle but the happiest day. The flowers made you forget why you came to Oya today, the anger left your body and you left the school with happiness and this warm feeling in your chest.

It was embarrassing really. Gushing about how sweet her boyfriend was, how loyal he was yet all she’d done since the party started was check her phone. How utterly embarrassing. All she wanted was to introduce Tsukasa, her friend’s birthday party being the perfect opportunity but instead, all she had done was repeat the same excuse the whole night. She thought bringing him to see her crowd would bring them closer, not that she hated the Oya High boys, but there was only so much roughhousing and wound patching a woman could take before a favour turned into a chore. And since she’d just graduated, showing Tsukasa what her lifestyle was like was supposed to be a fun bonding activity, to show him what her life was like.

Sliding her phone into her back pocket for the final time, sighing deeply, y/n adjusted her hair and joined in her friend’s conversation, coincidentally, about their relationships. One of her friends, Sai, had recently got into her first serious one, and hearing her fumble about the dos and don’ts and worry about the little things was refreshing in a way. It was a canon event after all. Her other friend, Yoko, had just dumped her boyfriend, in short, he was a cheater. Enough said. She watched their eyes flicker around the room and back towards her as if they were begging for some explanation of her boyfriend’s whereabouts, or if he was even real to begin with.

“So yeah, I’m really hoping he doesn’t dare show his face here, it’s my birthday after all.” Yoko giggled, sipping her drink.

“Speaking of,” Sai looked directly at y/n, raising her eyebrow, and throwing a smirk, “Where’s this Tsukasa we’ve been hearing about? He is coming, right?”

Y/n’s breath shuddered, her face feeling hot as she opened her mouth to speak. What was she supposed to say? She thought he was coming four hours ago, but that never happened. Her heart pounded, palms beginning to sweat, maybe from the heat of the living room or maybe from the pressure, hard to tell.

She swallowed, a nervous smile upon her lips. Opening her mouth to speak, two arms snaked around her waist, lips placing a kiss to her neck and the familiar spiced cologne engulfing her. Y/n’s body melted back into his, heart relaxing and finally a sense of relief washing over her.

“Right here.” She grinned, Tsukasa resting his head on her shoulder and giving her friends a polite smile. Sai and Yoko giggled and began to shower her with questions upon questions, bombarding her with demands to spill details. Meanwhile, his arms hugged her waist tighter, nose diving back into her neck to soak up whatever the captivating fragrance she wore was. He’d never smelt that one before, and he’d spent a lot of time nestled into her shoulder to know what perfume she was wearing by now. But this one? Oh, this was new. This sent hot flushes through his veins, stomach flipping and deeming him a dizzy lovesick fool. Whatever it was, he couldn’t help but press gently kisses to her jaw, down her neck and to her shoulder, shamelessly while y/n’s friends watched with rose-tinted cheeks and side-eyes, half-listening to y/n’s voice sound like a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulled back, resting his chin on her shoulder, his eyes meeting her friends directly, burning through them. Y/n’s lip tugged into a smirk, he may have been late, but he didn’t disappoint in introductions. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t the slightest bit smug that Tsukasa was all over her in the open, bringing her chatterbox friends speechless by his ways. But regardless, all the heat from her body went straight to her core, thighs doing their best to subtly clench together.

Shoving him roughly into the bathroom, y/n kicked the door closed and locked it. She spun on her heel, pressing her finger into Tsukasa’s chest as he backed into the counter, a proud smirk painted on his face while watching her chest rise and fall with every deep breath she took.

“What fucking time do you call this? Do you know how embarrassing it was to stand out there and have people ask where you were? ‘Kasa, you had one job! All I wanted was to bring you to one of my functions with my friends to show you off!” she rambled, holding back the urge to scream at him, but in the privacy of the bathroom where sound bounced off the tiles, she settled for an appropriate volume.

“M’sorry, baby,” his fingers hooked around her belt loops, purely to pull her into his crotch and get a whiff of her fragrance, “Got into an…altercation and wanted to make sure I looked good for you.”

Y/n dropped her finger, sliding both hands around his nape. Her shoulders dropped in defeat, forehead meeting his collarbone. She could bite anyone’s head off for hours if she wanted, but not his. Tsukasa had this sweet smile and soft voice, never angry and never raised at her. Every word dripping in sincerity.

“When I said meet me for eight, I meant eight on the dot. I told you how much this meant, and you still let me down. What the fuck was so much more important? Huh? You’re a dick, I hope you know that.” She spat, still looking at the floor, voice almost muffled by his shirt.

He chuckled with his shit-eating grin, “Quite the attitude you got, baby.” Unhooking his fingers, his hands met firmly with her hips, rubbing small circles with his thumbs and kissing the top of her head.

Y/n raised her head and looked up at him doe-like eyes boring daggers into his, although slightly hazy, glossy from the shots to get her through his absence, “Yeah? What are you ‘gonna do? Fuck it outta me? Couldn’t even come to the party let alone cum in me.”

Both gazes locked onto each other, watching grins drop into straight faces, eyebrows softening to what could only be assumed as brains thinking while music thumped in the background, slightly muffled but either way the buzz of the bathroom fan kept them grounded to where they stood exactly. Y/n fingers carded through the hairs on the nape of his neck, exactly the way he liked it, the way that made his eyes almost roll to the back of his head. A low grumble left his throat at the way she tugged; gaze locked onto him with a fiery passion burning through her. His cock strained in his jeans painfully, his hands sliding from her hips to her ass, cupping them like his prized possession. She dragged her hand from his neck to his cheek with a feathery weight, taking it into her palm and running the pad of her thumb over his bottom lip. So pretty. His brown, puppy eyes almost pleading for something. So pretty her pussy throbbed with how pathetic he looked under the bright light and some horny song playing from the living room. His limbs surged with adrenaline, her perfume shooting its spell into his veins all over again, going straight to his stiff cock.

Tsukasa pulled her closer, chests pressing into each other and cock proudly introducing itself between her legs, “Babygirl, if you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked.” His voice vibrated low, pleasant on her ears. So much so that sparks flushed through her. He’d never been this horny, not that she’d been around to witness. Did his dick always feel that good against her?

“We’re in public! What if someone hears?” her eyes widened and eyebrows raised, voice lowering into a whisper-yell. There was only so long you could hide in a bathroom until someone wanted their turn, but at least it was clean, and so far, the coast was clear. Tsukasa’s head leant into her palm, taking her thumb between his lips, and giving it a gentle suck, watching the fire glaze across her eyes. Releasing it from his mouth, letting it rest upon his bottom lip again, he smirked.

“So? Didn’t you want to show me off?”

Standing on her toes she pressed her lips to his, melting into each other hungrily. Tsukasa’s hands kneaded her ass, pushing his pelvis into hers and pulling a moan from her throat. Y/n’s hands found their way to his hair, carding through the stands and gently tugging until he could hold back at least a growl. That was his problem, she knew his weak spots and unfortunately having his hair pulled just made it harder to not rip her clothes off.

Pulling away with a shaky breath, he dove into her neck, taking a long sniff of her god-forsaken perfume again before. She tilted her head slightly, one of his hands moving her hair off her shoulder to douse her neck in open-mouthed kisses, savouring the arousal that led his hips to rut into hers.

Y/n whimpers dripped with saccharine with every nip to her skin, her hand sliding down to this cock to grope it over his jeans, yearning to hear the low growl emit from him, the kind that drenched her panties and made the world a little blurry.

“Such a fuckin’ tease.” He grumbled into her skin, detaching himself from her and throwing his head back. Like a hawk, she watched his Adam’s apple bob, straining whimpers bouncing off the walls and through her ears like her favourite song playing on repeat.

Feeling his cock leak with pre-cum, Tsukasa gripped her wrist, pulling her hand off and spinning her around so her back hit the counter. No words left anyone, just the hot breath from their lips and chests heaving into each other’s.

“You smell s’good, baby. Drivin’ me crazy. What y’wearin’?”

 “Pheromones. Bought it for you.”

 “Fuckin’ hell, c’mere” He kissed her again, lapping their tongues in a languid motion with spit forming a layer on their lips. Reaching down to her cargos and undoing the button, he slipped his hand down her panties, fingers finding her throbbing clit and rubbing slow circles. Moans tore through her, pulling out the kiss to lull her head into his shoulder. Tsukasa chuckled into her neck, fingers soothing and listening to his favourite sounds reverberate, soaking in the fact he made her feel that way.

“More, ‘Kasa,” she withered, goosebumps flooding up her arms and hips rocking into his fingers, “need you, please.”

Two fingers dipped into her slick, sliding through her folds, and feeling her nails dig into his shoulders as her pussy begged for the attention. He slowly pumped his digits, curling them until she wailed out his name, letting her squirm in his hold.

“Shit,” he swore, slipping his fingers out swiftly, spinning y/n around to face the mirror and tugging her cargos, “off. Bend over.”

She obeyed, hastily wiggling her bottoms off, panties in pursuit and following his instructions, catching his eyes in the mirror. Tsukasa fumbled with his belt, tugging his jeans down and pulling his cock out, spitting in his palm and giving it a couple of strokes before lining himself up and letting her cunt swallow him.

“Fuck! ‘Kasa,” she whined, hands laying flat on the marble counter, “S’good.”

Firm hands landing on her hips with a bruising grip, Tsukasa bottomed out and slowly rocked into her warm walls and buried his face into the crook of her neck. Y/n’s jaw fell open, adrenaline feeling like electrical surges in her veins and fogging her mind like the mirror in front of her, the one she watched her boyfriend increase his pace. What began as gentle grinding turned to pounding in a matter of seconds, the poor boy barely being able to help himself with the aroma of pheromones intoxicating him. One hand released her hip, fingers finding homage on her clit, stimulating with enough pressure to match the euphoria from his cock pounding into her. Drawing his cock out just to slam it back in harshly, watching her tits bounce, pussy swallowing him with nothing but sheer ecstasy submerging him in a pool of pleasure, he felt like a different person had taken over his body. He never imagined himself fucking his girlfriend senseless in her friend’s bathroom because her perfume got him so undeniably horny, it was like she wanted his attention like that.  

“Doin’ s’well for me, baby.” He panted in her ear, never shying away from letting his vocals known to her. A heat coiled in her stomach, one arm reaching behind her and looping around his head, holding his face into her neck while his arm snaked around her waist, relishing in the way her walls clenched around him as his thrusts became sloppier.

“Tsukasa!” she mewled, grip on reality slipping from her.

“Yes, baby? Say it loud and clear.” He rasped, feeling himself become closer to the edge with the way she chanted his name like a mantra.

“Please, ‘Kasa. M’gonna cum.”

“Me too, baby.” Y/n’s hands slammed against the counter, Tsukasa’s grip on her hips deathly as he slammed his cock into her cunt, lifting one leg on the counter and pushing her further onto the marble and fucking her deeper, groaning himself not only at the sounds that tore through her as he’d ripped an orgasm straight through her but at how she wrapped around him perfectly like a glove. She succumbed entirely to him, writhing under his embrace and completely enamoured by the way he grunted and whined as she soaked his pulsing cock.

He placed a sloppy kiss on her neck, “Such a good girl f’me, that’s it.” He purred, watching her lips quiver and chest pant in the mirror, his muscles relaxing as he released a satisfied groan into the room. His body fell limp, arms wrapping snug around her waist, holding her stable as she brought her leg down to stand on two feet again while thick ropes of cum spilt into her cunt. They stayed like that for a second, catching their breaths, an exhausted giggle filling the silence here and there. Y/n’s eyes diverted to the mirror – steamed up from the heat radiating off their bodies – and wearily pressed her finger to it.

A heart. Gently, she dragged her finger around the condensation to draw a heart around their faces, colouring it in and wiping the fog off. Tsukasa lulled his head from her shoulder, giving a lazy smile upon seeing her drawing. She smiled back. It could have been the adrenaline, or maybe it was straight from her heart but wherever the fuel came from, it made her chest swell seeing him give her a smile that made his eyes crease. He looked so pretty when he was fucked out, even under the blinding light, in a small bathroom where he was still stuffed deep inside her. He may have shown up incredibly late to the party, but deep down she was glad he just turned up eventually, and maybe wearing that pheromone perfume just to show off was worth the money after all.

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