vanilla baby ✮ hitoshi shinsou
✮ Boyfriend!Hitoshi!, fem!reader, timeskip!, fluff, men who yearn, physical affection, lingerie, light 18+ content
✮ synopsis: shinsou ruins the surprise.
Hitoshi's smirk slowly grew as he pulled back from the kiss. His eyes squinted as you batted your eyes innocently at him with a small hum of "Is something wrong?" as you reached into your purse for your key to his apartment.
"Nothing." He murmured, though he smacked his lips together, quickly darting his tongue out to taste the remnants of your lip gloss on his lips. "That's just... new." His hands snapped to your waist, leaving a teasing squeeze in their wake.
"What's new?" You glanced over your shoulder as he pulled your back against his chest with a soft huff.
"Don't act stupid; it's not cute on you." He whispered, rubbing his lips together again, before leaning down to leave a chaste kiss on the side of your throat as you opened the door, both of you ignoring the flush on your cheeks as he guided you inside effortlessly.
His hands were snug on the tight dress you'd worn on your date out, though they were rubbing your hips gently, almost searching for something in the dark.
"Toshi, quit it—we just got home."
"Mmm. I don't think so, my love." He mumbled into your skin, holding you steady as you kicked your heels off. "Three & a half years together, Y/N. Three years, and you've only ever used one lip gloss. That 'cotton candy gummy' gloss. What you're wearing is not cotton candy gummy."
He paused for a moment, letting you get comfortable with your heels flat on the floor before he pulled your hips back into his again. "Toshi, you're stalking my lip glosses now?" You teased, glancing over your shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around you.
The thick fabric of his blazer rubbed your arms as he ducked his face into the crook of your neck. "Not stalking when you kiss me so much." He whispered. "That's not cotton candy; it's vanilla... You smell like it, too."
"You're obsessive." You cooed, leaning into him as his lavender locks rubbed the side of your face.
"You're mine." He huffed, arms slipping tighter around you. "Of course I know what lip gloss & perfume you wear, so... what else did you buy?"
"Ah. That's what this is." You let out a sigh as his sleepy gaze met yours. "You cheeky, cheeky man, you think since I bought new perfume and lip gloss, I got something special?"
"Didn't you?" He rubbed the dress where it caught at your hips, softly plucking at the waistband of your panties. "Because these? They definitely feel new."
"You're a pervert." You hissed, gently swatting at his hands, face flushing as you smoothed out your dress again.
"Of course I am. Have you seen yourself?" He mumbled, carefully resting his hands on your shoulders as he guided you to the bedroom. "You're the most beautiful sight I've ever seen."
"Toshi—" You hushed before he placed a palm over your mouth, shutting you up instantly before kissing the crown of your head.
"Don't start, pretty girl. I'm sorry I ruined the surprise, but I promise I'll take care of you the same way I would have if I had been blindsided." He assured, resting his head atop yours. "Besides, I haven't seen the lingerie; the surprise is still there."
You curled your lips into the ghost of a smile before kissing his palm gently. "Ok, ok. Let me go." You mumbled into his skin as he slowly pulled back, brushing his thumb over your lips.
"Yes, ma'am." He teased, slipping his hands into the pockets of his slacks as you motioned for him to sit on the bed. "Oh? Do I get a show too?"
"Don't be a smartass, Hitoshi." You grumbled, carefully unlacing the side of your dress, before letting the black fabric pile at your feet. Revealing the lavender set that'd been perfectly hidden from him the entire night.
He couldn't hide the genuine smile that hit him as he saw the color. "You matched it to my hair?" He whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully reaching forward and ghosting his fingers over the lace.
He admired the sight before hooking his arm around your waist, tugging you forward, and kissing the thin layer separating him from your skin. "You don't know how much that means to me... or how pretty you look like this."
"Oh... hush, Toshi." You mumbled, covering your face with your hands as he leaned into your stomach.
"Don't start hiding from me now." He grinned, pulling you into his lap quickly. "I've got to get you out of this." He tugged on the lingerie before capturing your lips in a feverish kiss. "But just know... I do think you look perfect right now."
"You're being embarrassing. Quit it." You hissed, blinking twice as he rested his forehead against yours. "Mm-hmm." He hummed.
"What're you going to do about it? Not my fault, you're addictive." He whispered, brushing one hand through your hair softly.
"No." He shushed you quickly. "Let me admire you for a minute."
"Only you would see a girl in lingerie and want to admire instead of ravage." You huffed, though softened as his gaze stayed unwavered.
"It's called self-control and being in love." He mused before leaning down and kissing your shoulder. "But be warned, the moment my self-control wavers? We're not leaving this bed for a whiiile."
