or, alternatively, things they do that have women sighing in disappointment as they look at their boyfriends.
featuring: endo yamato, suo hayato, and kaji ren
MASTERLIST
Endo Yamato
Three words: scary dog privilege.
Nobody in Makochi or even in neighbouring towns dared to send a wrong glance your way — let alone a whistle or unwanted touch. Very few people were stupid enough to piss off Endo Yamato, and no one was stupid enough to piss off Endo Yamato by harassing his girl. But what especially caught people’s attention was how unwilling he was to leave your side. No matter the time or day, Endo was not letting his girl walk home alone at night, even if it meant staying outside the library for two hours on a weekend.
“Yamato?” You said, surprised. It was close to midnight, and you and your friends were just exiting the library building when you caught sight of your boyfriend leaning by the exit gates. He was dressed in a black tank top, which released a flurry of butterflies in your stomach, and grey sweatpants. His lips curled in a small smile as he caught sight of your figure, illuminated by the soft lights of the library. Beautiful, he thought.
“Hey, pretty,” he greeted, coming forward to take your books and bag from your hand. He slung your bag over his shoulder and reached out his free hand to intertwine with yours. “Ready to go home?”
“Were you waiting for long?” You asked, worried. “I am sorry, I didn’t know you were here. I would’ve left ear—”
“Hey, don’t sweat it,” he interrupted. “You know I would never let you walk home alone at night. And anyway, I wasn’t waiting for that long.” (He left the house as soon as he saw your text that you were going to be late tonight. That was three hours ago.)
“(Name),” your friend called out. “Is that your boyfriend?”
“Yeah, he came to pick me up,” you said, a soft smile playing on your face as you squeezed his hand. I love you. His green eyes shone with fondness as he squeezed back gently. I love you too.
Behind you, your friends let out a collective groan as they recounted the various excuses their boyfriends had given:
“Mine said he has school tomorrow, so he can’t be awake so late.”
“Mine said he had to log in for an online game later and disconnected the call!”
“Seriously? Mine didn’t even pick up the phone!”
You chuckled. “Sorry, guys. But looks like I won the boyfriend lottery.”
SUO HAYATO
“You know,” you started, slipping on your favourite earrings, a miniature version of the ones Suo wears regularly. He bought it for your six-month anniversary so you guys could match. “My girl friends hate going on a double date with us.”
“Oh? I never noticed. Why’s that?” Your boyfriend asked, sitting on your bed as he watched you get ready for Umemiya’s barbecue party. In the mirror, you could see your boyfriend’s fond expression as he watched you apply lip gloss, and your lips curled in a huge grin.
“Because you’re too perfect.”
“Hm?” He made a surprised noise. “Me? But that couldn’t possibly be so when it’s you who arrives on these dates looking so pretty and perfect.”
“See!” You suddenly turned around and wildly jabbed your finger in his direction. “That is exactly what I meant. Every time after a double date, my friends always compare their boyfriends to you. You pull my chair every time we go to a cafe or restaurant, know my order by heart, lay a napkin on my lap, remove tomatoes from my food because I hate them, and you always give me your dessert at the end of every meal.” You threw your hands up in mock despair. “And this is not even counting the countless compliments you give me throughout the date. Or that you get me flowers without asking, hold my stuff, walk me back from school, even though Furin is far from our school, and you have patrol daily. My friends are sick and tired of you because their boyfriends can’t even do the bare minimum, and you’re out here giving me the entire world!”
Suo blinked in surprise. “But what I am doing is the bare minimum. How can someone not show their partners the basic love and respect they deserve?”
You stood up from your vanity and leaned down to press a kiss on his forehead. “Every day, I fall for you even more. How did I get so lucky?”
Suo cradled your face and pressed a soft kiss on your lips. “You deserve everything in this world, and I will not stop until I give you the whole world.”
Kaji Ren
Kaji knew he was in trouble when he saw Enomoto, Kusumi, and Umemiya grinning like maniacs. Behind them, Hiragi gave him an apologetic look. Oh yeah, he was definitely screwed.
“What?” He grumbled, eyeing the clown trio with suspicion. Somehow, that seemed to fuel their mirth more as they openly started giggling like toddlers.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe how fast Kaji has grown up!” Umemiya wiped a fake tear from his eye. Enomoto was now openly cackling, and even Hiragi was chuckling.
Kaji was wondering if he should make a run for it when a phone was suddenly shoved in his face. It took him a second to focus, but once he realised what he was looking at, his face turned the colour of the ripest tomato, and the lollipop fell from his mouth as his jaw slackened.
“H-How did you even get this?”
It was a photo of you and Kaji from yesterday when you went grocery shopping. In the photo, Kaji was holding 4 huge bags in each hand while you walked beside him, hands empty, a blissful expression on your face as you ate your mango ice cream. Even your pink sling bag was on Kaji’s shoulder; he had refused to let you carry anything. And as if that wasn’t enough, there was a dopey, lovesick expression on his face as he stared at you with fond eyes and a small smile, a far cry from his rough and brash demeanour.
What took him out even more was that the photo was posted on Makochi’s residential group by the old lady from whom you’d purchased your ice cream, with the caption: “I have never seen Kaji-kun look so happy before. He even paid for her ice cream despite her protests. Ah, young love!”
Ah, fuck. He was screwed.
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w/ SUO HAYATO, KIRYU MITSUKI, AND KAJI REN
part 2 with Sakura, Togame, and Uryu is here!
Tags: Descriptions of wounds (nothing too graphic, just mentions of blood and bruises), angst, hurt/comfort!
SUO HAYATO ⋆˙⟡
He should’ve seen this coming.
He’s carrying you on his back, his heart battering against his ribcage as you lie slumped over his back.
He’d been at home, completely ready for bed. Just before he tucked himself in though, he got a panicked phone call from Nirei, the blonde boy’s voice high pitched and frantic.
He’d rushed out of his house, not even bothering to change or put on shoes. When he’d gotten to the location Nirei sent him, he found you hunched over on yourself, sitting on a bench. Nirei was sitting next to you, his jacket on your shoulders. Sakura knelt in front of you, checking your injuries.
You looked up, and Suo’s heart shattered like porcelain. A stream of blood leaked from your nostrils, a bruise bloomed across your throat, and your left eye was swelling. Sakura stood up and Suo quickly took his place. He cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks as you tremble.
“What happened lovely?” he asked, his eyes wide and concerned.
You were silent for a brief moment before you slipped off the bench and into Suo’s arms. You sobbed, “I don’t even know . . . Hayato . . .”
He pulled you into his chest, stroking your hair and kissing your hairline. “Shhh, shh, take your time, it’s okay.”
You wiped your tears and whimpered. “I think someone recognized me . . . they saw me walking with you one day . . . they . . . they had a white jacket on . . . ?”
Sakura and Nirei shot each other sharp looks behind you, before eyeing Suo, who remained stone faced. You continued softly, “I think they wanted to get to you through me?”
Suo went rigid, his breath hitching. Of course. Of course. No one knows anything about him, any of his other weaknesses. Of course they’d go through the first option they’re given. He was an idiot. He was so fucking stupid.
He kissed your forehead and shook his head. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“. . . ” he removed Nirei’s jacket from your shoulders and replaced it with his. Then, with the help of Sakura and Nirei, he got you situated on his back as he walked you home, to his apartment.
“Hayato,” you whisper, your soft voice snapping him out of his recollection of the past half hour.
“Yes lovely?” he asks, turning his head slightly towards you. You gently play with a tassel, and he smiles.
“Thank you for coming. It was by complete accident that Sakura and Nirei found me, but I'm thankful they did. I was so scared, but when I heard Nirei calling you . . . I was so relieved. I love you,” and then your head droops, sleep overtaking you as you breathe in and out deeply.
Suo almost trips over his own feet. His eyes go wide and he sighs. His heart swells and he kisses your cheek.
“I love you too,” he whispers, “so much lovely.”
KIRYU MITSUKI ⋆˙⟡
Kiryu has an inkling that something was wrong since the morning. It was currently noon, the sun blaring down on the two of you. He was very close to sweating but for some reason, you were in a sweater. The two of you were walking in a strip mall, hand in hand, window shopping.
He studied you, analyzing your appearance. He’d known that you had a crop top at home that you were excited to wear once the weather got warmer, so then why . . .?
“Mitsuki?” You ask, fanning yourself with your hand. “Are you okay?”
“Are you?” He asks softly. His voice is gentle as he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. “Why’re you sweating like this sweetie? You should take your sweater off.”
You stiffen marginally, but relax just as fast. It doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend though, who pouts and furrows his brow.
“I just bought this sweater,” you explain softly. “It’d be a waste to not wear it, right?”
“Then what about the tank tops you bought two weeks ago?” He presses. “That blue looked really cute on you.”
You hum and nod. “Hmmm yeah, maybe.”
“ . . . Cut it out,” he says pulling you closer. “Why’re you lying? Are you okay? Did something happen?” He hugs you and nuzzles his face into your neck. “I’m worried [name]-ie.”
You sigh after a moment, your hand coming up to pat his head. “It’s okay, I’m okay.”
“You’re gonna die of heatstroke!” he exclaims.
You sigh and shake your head, lifting a hand up to fan your face. “Mitsuki-” you begin, but suddenly your sleeve slides down your arm, and the edge of the bruise starts to peak out from behind the cuff.
Kiryu’s eyes narrow in on it and he instantly jumps. His hand wraps around your wrist and he pulls the sleeve down slowly, revealing a nasty bruise in the shape of a hand.
“ . . . Mitsuki-”
“What happened to you?” He asks, his voice hardened by shock. “Where did you get this from?”
“. . . it’s nothing,” you sigh. “I don’t know. Some guys just kinda cornered me the other day and were being asshats,” you mutter angrily. “They . . . beat me up.”
“What?” Kiryu asks. For a second he thinks he misheard you but the more uncomfortable you look by his silence, the more he knows that’s not true.
The two of you stare at each other for a moment before Kiryu drags you into the nearest department store. He leads you to the back of the store and pulls you into the first open stall.
“Mitsuki you can’t do thi-”
“I wanna see what they did. Take the sweater off.”
You stare at him indignantly for a few minutes before finally pulling the sweater up over your head. Bruises cover your torso, your stomach displaying an array of nasty purple splotches.
Kiryu stares at you, his face falling. “Why wouldn’t you tell me?” he asks quietly after a moment.
“Because they wanted a rise out of you and I didn’t want to give them that.”
“You should’ve told me,” he grabs your arms and yanks you into a hug, squeezing you tight against him.
“I’ll heal.”
“That’s not the point,” he whispers against your neck. He pulls himself back and stares deeply into your eyes, his own a whirlwind storm of different emotions. “You always take care of me whenever I’m injured,” he whispers, lifting your wrist up to give the inside of it a kiss. “I wanted to do the same for you.”
You don’t know how long the two of you stand there in the fitting room hugging, but eventually, you’re back at his place, in his shirt, on his bed, in his arms, and you’ve never felt safer in your life.
KAJI REN ⋆˙⟡
Kaji’s sun bathing on the roof, the heat soft against his skin. Music was blaring in his ears, a tiny smile graced his face as he pictures the date the two of you are about to go on later today: go to Pothos . . . get some food . . . hold hands . . .
His smile widens as he pictures it. He can’t wait.
But he won’t have to, cuz you come to him. Or more like someone drags you to him.
“Kaji!” Enomoto shouts, yanking his headphones off.
Kaji sits up and looks through the chain link fence blocking the edge of the roof. At first he doesn’t see what Enomoto is pointing at, but then . . . he sees it.
Kusumi is already hurrying to your side, and scoops your limp body into his arms as he checks your injuries. More second years also rush to your body to look over you. They all know you through your relationship with Kaji, and they all see you as a sister of sorts.
Kaji is bursting through doors and racing through hallways, desperate to get to you. When he finally gets out to the courtyard, his heart is thrumming in his chest as his peers part to let him approach.
Kusumi sets you gently in Kaji’s arms, and Kaji tucks you under his chin. He looks up at Kusumi and Enomoto, who kneels by your side to assess your damage.
Kaji’s fingers dig into your arm as he growls, “What the fuck is this?”
You cough hoarsely as Kusumi says, “I got a text of a photo from an unknown number. Here,” Kusumi shows a photo of a broken you, your body in a fetal position to try and deflect the beating. You face has cuts all over it and bruises mar whatever skin is visible in the picture.
“It was probably a few stragglers from Keel who wanted revenge,” another second year theorizes.
Kaji grits his teeth and pulls you tighter against him. The fact that those lowlife scum would go after you . . . he’ll kill them all. The white hot rage that he knows all too well floods his system and short circuits his senses. He can feel it taking control of his brain. It threatens to take complete hold over him, turning his vision red.
“Ren…?” You whisper against his jaw.
And just like that, he snaps out of it. The other boys freeze as you speak. Kaji gently pulls you back so he can better see into your eyes. Your poor sweet eyes, which are teary and scared. He hates seeing you like this. Hates knowing how scared you must’ve been when you were being assaulted.
"C'mon, let's get you patched up," he mutters. He lifts you in his arms and carries you inside the school, calling for someone to prepare the nurse's office.
“Ren,” you whisper into his neck. Enomoto shouts for some food and water as you continue, “I was so scared.”
Kaji can only give a tight nod. He doesn’t know what else to do. He feels horrible, like this is all his fault. In a way, he supposes it is. When he feels you nuzzle against him, soaking in his scent, he wants to throw you far away from him, that way he can never accidentally cause you pain like this again.
Nevertheless, he carries you back into the school and into the nurse’s office, where a first aid kit is being organized, and some dorayaki and milk is brought forward to you. Some of the boys fuss over you, bandaging your cuts and pouring water into your mouth. You thank them graciously. Kaji stands off to the side, watching the ordeal unfold.
Once they’re done, everyone leaves you and Kaji alone. He holds your hand and you rub your thumb along his hand.
“I’m sorry,” he croaks after he watches you silently for a moment. Anguish is written in his eyes.
“. . . Just hold my hand,” you whimper. "That always makes it better, right?" What choice does Kaji have but to comply?
He gives your hand a firm squeeze and you lean against him. He kisses your hair and you fall asleep, your body exhausted, but protected at last.
A/N: I wanted to do so many other characters for this, so lemme know if you want a part two!
getting forcibly bent over a table, counter, whatever, absolutely certain he's gonna pull your panties to the side to fuck you—you can feel how hard he is, his fat cock is digging into your ass.
only to instead slap your clit as you struggle and squirm beneath him.
— letting wind breaker boys hit it raw for the first time (wc: 4.3k)
sakura haruka, suo hayato, togame jo, kaji ren, umemiya hajime (separate) x fem reader
contains explicit nsfw content, minors do not interact
tw: creampie, hair pulling, oral (m and f receiving), overstimulation, cum swallowing, squirting, pet names (baby, sweetheart, pretty girl, good girl, angel), dacryphillia, toys (vibrator), light choking, semi-public sex (restaurant bathroom), unprotected sex, size difference, belly bulge, mentions of birth control pills
sakura haruka (wc: 0.8k)
⸻ oral (m receiving), hair pulling, cum swallowing, unprotected sex
“don’t-” sakura grunted, hips jolting up as you took him deeper into your mouth. he reached down blindly, hands finding your hair and tugging hard in an attempt to pull you off him.
you moaned at the feeling instead, the vibrations causing him to jerk up into you again. one hand came up to squeeze his balls as you eased the rest of his cock down your throat, stopping only when your nose was nestled in the hair at the base of his length. he opened his eyes to the sight of you blinking up at him prettily, and the image alone had him coming undone.
his breath hitched, groans echoing from above you. he threw his head back and brought an arm up to cover his eyes as thick ropes of cum shot down your throat.
you released his dick with a loud pop!, grinning up at him from your kneeling position between his legs. you opened wide, tongue lolling out to show not a single drop of cum after swallowing the load he released in your mouth.
“i—” sakura swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to even out his breathing. “i told you not to swallow…” he grumbled, willing his head to lean forward so he could get a better look at your face. his other hand remained in your hair, smoothing down the pieces that stuck up. you kissed his tip gently, giggling when his hips jerked at the movement.
“you’re still hard,” you noted, resting your head on his thigh, palm cushioning your cheek. “wanna go again or need a break?”
sakura’s ears flushed red, brows scrunching together in embarrassment. “you haven’t cum yet,” he scowled. you grinned at his response, finding how angry and sensitive he gets post-nut cute. you let him know as much, and watched as the rest of his face heated up. “just—give me a second. can’t feel my damn legs.”
“i can go on top,” you offered, not waiting for a response and shimmying your bottoms down your legs. sakura’s eyes zeroed in on the wet spot on your panties, mouth instantly going dry.
he stared in wonder at the string of slick connecting your underwear to your core, mind going numb at the way you straddled his lap. your fingers made quick work of stretching yourself out, and he felt himself grow harder, if possible. his eyes locked onto your hand, following your movement until you held your slick-coated fingers up to his face. almost unconsciously, he opened his mouth and whimpered at your taste.
deeming yourself ready, you lined up sakura’s cock to your entrance, giggling to yourself at the way his eyes seemed to roll to the back of his head.
“wait, grab a—oh, fuck,” he grunted out at the feeling of your wet heat enveloping his bare cock. you sunk down slowly, pausing every few seconds to let yourself adjust to his size. “get off—‘m not wearing a condom.”
you ignored him, eyes focused on the way your hole sucked him in. sakura’s hands found their way to your waist, squeezing in warning at the way you rut your hips against his.
“oh, you like it raw, huh?” you teased, gasping when the blunt head of his cock nudged the sensitive spot inside you. you continued moving slowly, opting to circle your hips over bouncing on his cock.
suddenly, you found yourself on your back on the floor, the buttons of your forgotten skirt digging uncomfortably into your shoulder. sakura hovered over you, arms shaking in exertion and breaths coming out in heavy pants. the way you were grinding on him almost sent him over the edge, balls tightening at the way your tits moved over him. he couldn’t help the way he manhandled you, any more and he would’ve came in seconds.
“wait,” he breathed out, forehead leaning down to rest on your collarbones. you felt so tight and wet, pussy squeezing him in a vice grip. your arms circled his neck, fingers playing with the hair at his nape, tugging slightly at his lack of movement.
“i said i’d go on top,” you complained, lifting your hips up in an attempt to get some sort of friction from sakura’s still body.
“and i said wait,” he repeated, body slowly beginning to move against yours. you let out a small moan at the feeling of his cock dragging through your walls, trailing off into a high pitched gasp at the feeling of his fingers on your clit. “acting like no condom wasn’t a big deal,” he growled out, hips snapping roughly against yours. you squealed at a particularly rough thrust, fingers tightening in his hair as you pulled.
“feels good, doesn’t it, haru?” you cooed out, clenching as hard as you could. his thrusts stuttered, a hand coming up to steady himself against you.
“enough,” he breathed against your neck. “let me make you feel good too.”
you thought you knew better than to accept any kind of challenge or proposal from your boyfriend, knowing that every idea that ever left his head was usually for his own benefit. but for once, you were determined to win a bet.
for the past what felt like hours, you had been trapped under suo, writhing as he held a vibrator to your clit and his tongue explored inside you.
the promise of raw sex on the condition that you don’t cum had you holding on to your last shred of sanity, eyes clouded over but focused on a shadow on the ceiling. you’re sure the bedsheets were soaked underneath you, the slick feeling of your juices running down your thighs and almost to your knees.
“five more minutes,” suo mused from between your legs, the bottom half of his face shining, covered in your slick. “you’re doing better than i expected, aren’t you?”
you whimpered in response, knowing that not responding at all would have suo doing everything he could to make you cum. he grinned at the sound, diving back into you and clicking the vibrator to a higher setting. your body jerked up, but the one hand holding your hip kept you from jolting into suo’s mouth.
“uh-uh,” he tutted, pulling away from you. you whined at the loss of contact, but made sure to keep your hips planted firmly on the bed. if you even attempted to chase after his fingers or mouth, you’re sure he would’ve edged you for a few more hours. “you were so close, there. what a shame.”
suo made quick work of flipping you over, chuckling at the hazy look in your eyes. you hardly noticed the way he manhandled you, head reeling from the orgasm he ripped away from you. but the familiar rip of foil behind you brought you back to reality, head whipping back to stare at suo holding a condom.
“hayato…” you whined, tears lining your eyes. “but you promised you wouldn’t…” he had you bent over, one hand running up and down your side while the other held your wrists together behind your back.
“i don’t know, sweetheart,” suo teased from behind you, the hand caressing you paused to pinch your skin. “you also said you wouldn’t move at all.”
“i didn’t! p-please,” you hiccuped, tears already streaming down your face and smudging your mascara. “didn’t cum at all… promised i wouldn’t.”
you felt a hand come up to gently swipe underneath your eyes, unaware of the way suo’s pants tightened at the sight of your tears.
“i know,” he said simply. “if i wanted you to cum, you would’ve. try again and ask nicely.”
“wanna cum on your cock,” you choked out, words garbled with the steady stream of tears. “please don’t use it…” your voice trailed off into light sobs, eyes focused on the condom and hands attempting to break out of his hold.
“that wasn’t hard, was it?” suo relented, taking pity on you. he slipped the open packet into one of your hands, relishing in the way you crumpled it in your grip and the dopey smile that appeared on your face.
the sound of his zipper already had you salivating. he still held your hands together behind your back, so you could only imagine what he was doing to finally free his aching cock.
you could feel him behind you, his leaking tip lining up at your entrance and thrusting in in one smooth movement. the high you’ve been chasing for the past hour finally came when he bottomed out, cock nudging at your cervix. your head fell forward, mouth dropping into a soundless scream while your pussy fluttered and squeezed around his dick.
he released your hands in order to hover himself over you fully, your own following to grip his wrists loosely.
“look at that…” you heard him mutter lowly, breath fanning across your shoulder. “you’re making a mess on my bed, pretty girl. i barely stuffed you and you already came.”
you pressed your cheek into the sheets, trying to catch your breath as you lay still for a moment. you gasped at the feeling of your head being lifted, suo’s hand buried into your hair as he turned you to face him.
“you want more?” he asked, pulling his hips all the way back until only the tip remained in you, before slamming all the way back in, balls hitting your clit in the perfect spot. your head fell slack again, drool dribbling from the corner of your mouth at the feeling. suo repeated his ministrations, snapping his hips into yours and leaning over to get a better look at your fucked out expression. “i asked a question.”
“wan’ more…” you slurred out, tongue lolling out as suo subtly angled his hips to hit the sensitive spot inside you. “want y’re cum inside…”
he stilled at that, dropping your hair and pushing your face into the bed. out of the corner of your eye, you could see the hand supporting himself grip onto the sheets tighter, knuckles almost turning white.
“better make sure you don’t regret that then, sweetheart.”
“y’look so pretty like this, baby,” togame whispered into your thigh, teeth lightly grazing over the sensitive skin. his eyes locked onto your glistening folds and he grinned, lightly blowing air on your sensitive clit. you jolted under the movement, a small whimper escaping from your lips.
“jo,” you hiccuped, spent from the previous orgasms he pulled out of you. you wriggled under his grasp, hands reaching down to tug his hair, a sad attempt of getting him to face you properly. “want you…”
taking pity on you, togame lifted himself up and hovered over you, arms caging you in as he pressed a light kiss to your lips. his cock slid against your core, blunt head occasionally catching your clit. you moaned softly, hips bucking against his in an attempt to create more friction.
“you already have me,” he grunted, eyes locked on to where you touched, entranced with the way your juices soaked his cock.
“want more,” you whined, hands coming up to dig into his shoulders. he hissed at the way your acrylics dug into his skin, already anticipating the marks you’d leave behind. not that he minded, though. “want you inside,” you moaned, legs moving to wrap around his waist and lock him in place.
he hissed at the feeling of your pussy pressing his cock to his abdomen, a big hand coming in between your bodies to press you down against the bed. he ignored the whimper you made at the loss of contact, instead leaning down and capturing your lips in a searing kiss. “can’t today, baby. we’re out of condoms,” he whispered against your lips once he pulled away, a string of saliva connecting you.
“don’t care, i wanna feel you,” you whispered back, turning your head slightly to press light butterfly kisses to his face.
togame short circuited at your words, thoughts of your pussy dripping with his cum instantly plaguing his mind. his hips stuttered against yours before halting completely, cock pressing directly against your clit.
“don’t say that,” he groaned, head falling forward to rest against yours. “can’t control myself if you say shit like that.”
you squirmed under his weight, hands weakly pushing at his shoulders to get him to look at you. you couldn’t push him even if you tried, but you looked so pretty trying to get his attention that he lifted himself up anyway.
“why not?” you blinked up at him, tears of frustration gathering in your waterline.
togame groaned again, simultaneously feeling turned on and guilty at the thought of you crying. “don’t think i can pull out, baby.”
“who cares?” you pouted, a few tears escaping and trailing down your cheek. “can’t you just cum inside?”
he shuddered at your words, cock somehow getting bigger. he could never say no to you. “you sure?”
you nodded, still hiccuping from the tears while your hands looped around his neck. “want you inside now.”
togame couldn’t control himself any longer, the image of your spent pussy pushing out his seed plagued his mind. instantly, he had your legs tossed over his shoulders and sheathed himself inside you in one thrust.
you squealed at the intrusion, the new position allowing him to reach deeper than he usually does. the lack of protection between you had you feeling extra sensitive, the vein on the underside of his cock dragging against your entrance every time he thrusted in.
“you’re so wet,” he groaned, throwing his head back. your pussy fluttered at his deep voice, walls clamping down on him. “fuck, did you just get tighter? don’t—don’t squeeze me like that, baby.”
“‘s deep,” you slurred, mouth falling open when he tapped them. you closed your lips around the three fingers he gave you, moaning and salivating at the feeling of two holes being stuffed.
his other hand was positioned between you, heavy thumb resting on your clit, pressing extra hard when he thrusted back inside you. in no time, you felt your nth orgasm approaching, but this one felt a little different than the ones from earlier.
“wait! ‘s too much!” you moaned out, eyes snapping open and hands situating themselves on togame’s abdomen as you tried to push him away. “y’re too big, feels funny!”
he angled his hips slightly, rutting against the sensitive spot inside you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. the pressure of his cock dragging along your walls and his thumb on your clit had you seeing stars. your orgasm came crashing down on you, pussy forcing togame’s cock out of you as you gushed, juices covering his abdomen.
“shit, you’re so messy,” he groaned, watching in awe at the mess you made. he spread your legs again, easing himself back inside your fluttering hole. your body shook at the overstimulation, whining at the feeling of his cock filling you again
“you said you wanted to feel me, doll,” togame said, pausing to lick a long stripe up your ear. “stay nice and still for me, ‘kay? we’re not done til your pretty cunt’s filled with my cum.”
kaji ren (wc: 1.1k)
⸻ semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of birth control pills
“cut it out,” kaji hissed, one hand coming up to squeeze your jaw as a warning while the other tried to stop your fingers from undoing his pants zipper. the two of you squeezed in on the same side of a booth in some family restaurant downtown, but the sight of him punching a creep who tried hitting on you earlier had you squirming and squeezing your thighs together the whole walk there.
“y’re really trying to do this now?” he muttered in disbelief, eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“but you looked so good earlier,” you mumbled out, cheeks still squished together. “we haven’t fucked in, like, a week. missed your dick.”
an audible crunch echoed in the area, you tilted your head up slightly and watched as he swallowed thickly before spitting out the stick of his lollipop on the table.
“you keep doing this shit,” he groaned, ears turning red. “couldn’t’ve waited til we got home? fucksake,” despite his words, kaji adjusted his grip from your hand to your wrist, roughly pulling you up and dragging you to the restroom in the back, weaving through tables, over stray bags and a few legs sticking out.
he pushed the bathroom door open unceremoniously, eyes doing a quick sweep of the area before he turned to you for approval. “clean enough?”
your heart swelled at the consideration and you had half the mind to actually start swooning. instead, you pressed yourself into his back, smiling at his behavior before nodding. “mhm. you’re so cute.”
you could feel him stiffen in front of you, grip on your wrist tightening enough to hurt, before he slammed you against the closed door. his lips attached to yours, tongue forcing your lips open as a hand snaked down to your other lips.
he paused his movement eyes widening at what he felt under your skirt. “why are you wearing this shit…?” he mumbled, feeling lace and a concerning amount of fabric—barely any, to be exact.
“always wanna look my best for you,” you batted your eyes at him, grinning at the way his jaw clenched. the smile slipped off your face at the rip that echoed off the walls. you looked down to see half your panties in kaji’s hand and the other half slowly fluttering down to the floor. you gaped at the sight, jaw dropping in disbelief that your boyfriend actually ripped your underwear.
he ignored you, dropping down to his knees and lifting your skirt up. his eyes were situated on your leaky hole, mesmerized by the juices that were slowly trailing down your thigh.
“don’t have time to stretch you out properly. c’you handle it?” he asked, two fingers already prodding at your entrance. your knees buckled, arms flailing out to catch yourself on the wall to your left.
“s’okay, two’s enough,” you gasped out, feeling him press against the spongy spot inside you. “d’you have a condom? didn’t put a new one after last time.”
it was silent for a second, the squelching from between your legs pausing as kaji patted himself down for his wallet.
“didn’t bring it,” he grumbled. “shoulda waited til we got home.”
you felt your disappointment rise, even more so when kaji stood up and zipped his pants back up.
“wait, actually, can’t we go without it?” you proposed, instantly feeling defensive at kaji’s frown. “‘s not like i’m gonna get pregnant.”
his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.
“got on the pill last month. can’t you just fuck me now?”
kaji swore under his breath, muttering to himself about how demanding you were, but the bulge in his pants was more than obvious to how he felt.
“keep your mouth shut, got it?” he asked, arms looping under your thighs to hoist you up and set you against the sink counter. you gripped onto his shoulders, pressing a kiss into his cheek at the motion.
“you’re the best!” you sang into his ear.
“shut up,” he mumbled, wrestling with his boxers to pull his cock out as you flipped your skirt up. “can’t believe the first time i’m fucking you raw’s in a public bathroom.”
“can’t believe you’re fucking me in a public bathroom,” you countered, gasping when you felt his cock nudge at your entrance.
“you were the one getting handsy out there, i don’t wanna hear shit from you,” and with one swift movement, kaji bottomed out completely.
you let out a loud moan at the feeling, your pussy struggling to take him in due to the lack of prep, walls stretching uncomfortably around his length. “keep going,” you whined when his hips instantly stilled.
“i told you to keep quiet.”
“sorry, ren,” you breathed out, head resting on his shoulder. “been a while. y’feel bigger than usual.”
his grip on your thigh tightened, probably enough to leave hand-shaped bruises. kaji started rutting into you, not fully pulling out but enough for you to start getting used to his size. one of his hands found your clit, causing you to squeal and jerk forward into him. he stopped moving again, his other hand coming up to snake around your neck and squeeze.
“keep your mouth shut,” he rasped, sweat gathering along his forehead and dripping down his neck. he breathed out onto your neck, an attempt at grounding himself.
“you gonna cum? two pump chump?” you teased, breath hitching at the new angle he was thrusting at.
“shut up. y’re fucking tight. ‘m never using a condom again,” he grunted out, panting right below your ear.
his praise went straight to your core, coupled with his strong thrusts and messy circles on your clit, your orgasm crashed down on you. you couldn’t help the moan that ripped its way past your lips, breath getting caught when kaji warningly squeezed your neck.
the lack of oxygen made you dizzy, walls clamping down on kaji at the stimulation. his thrusts became more erratic, cock slamming into you as he shot his load inside. his thrusts slowed as your cunt milked him of the last of his cum, your body twitching from the way he used your body.
“can’t believe you ripped my underwear,” you grumbled, standing up awkwardly in an attempt to keep kaji’s cum inside you. “you owe me a new pair.”
his hands came up to stabilize you, letting you lean into him as you caught your breath. a drop of his cum dripped out of you directly onto the bathroom floor. his eyes locked onto it, trailing up until they landed at the mixture of his and your cum leaking out of you.
shit, was he hard again?
“shut up,” he growled, face heating up. your ripped panties secured in his jacket pocket. “be grateful i didn’t plug you with that shit.”
umemiya always thought you were pretty, but something about you in this position, spread out for him, had his heart swelling a little more than usual.
“where do you want me?” he breathed out, gently nosing your cheek and chuckling at the way you murmured his name. his fingers gently traced your folds, relishing in the way your body jerked at his touch.
“‘dun care,” you sniffled, tears pooling in your eyes. “jus’ want you, haji.”
umemiya’s jaw clenched at the admission, and he couldn’t help the way he ground his clothed dick against your exposed core. the friction of his jeans causing you to cry out and grip onto his shoulders.
“take ‘em off,” you whined, one hand snaking down to paw at his belt. “…please.”
“tell me where you want me first, pretty girl,” he cooed, pants getting impossibly tighter at the way you opened your eyes and peered innocently up at him.
“want you everywhere,” you admitted, hands coming up to cover your face as your cheeks heated up.
ume let out a curse under his breath, breath hitching at how cute you were being. you were laid bare for him, everything stripped from your body and multiple orgasms drawn out by him and you still felt shy.
“good girl,” he groaned, hands reaching down to finally remove his pants. despite your previous embarrassment, you sat up and laid your hands over his own, wanting to help him undress.
“wanna help you feel good, too,” you murmured shyly, cheeks heating up. umemiya had to stop himself from throwing his head back and groaning at the sight of you in front of him. “can i?”
“next time, angel,” he choked out, gently pushing you to lay back as he hovered over you. “let me feel you first, yeah?”
he lowered himself, pressing gentle kisses to your face as he began rutting against you, cock sliding messily through your folds. “feels big…” you muttered, pupils dilating the longer you stared at the man on top of you. “can it fit?”
ume felt himself get harder, if that was even possible, at your innocent tone. your teary eyes staring up at him tugged on his heart as he dropped down again to press a deep kiss to your lips.
“i’ll fit,” he’s confident. with how good you’ve been for him all night how could he not be? “trust me and i’ll take care of you, pretty girl.”
you clenched around nothing at the name, pussy already leaking all over his cock. “i trust you, haji,” you whispered out.
“open wide and relax f’me, okay?” his hands pushed your thighs further apart, pussy now on full display. his eyes locked onto your glistening hole, tongue darting out to wet his lips at the sight.
umemiya slowly started to ease himself in, holding himself back from thrusting in completely. the way your walls were stretching to fit him had him dizzy, head spinning from the grip you had on his cock. and the noises you made were downright sinful, whimpers and moans escaping your lips, your hand clamped over your mouth to muffle the sounds—oh, that’s no good.
“don’t hide,” he grunted out, gently bringing your hand down. “i wanna hear those pretty noises.”
he pushed in as much as he could, cock drenched in your juices until he met resistance a little more than halfway in. you squealed at the feeling, head thrown back and back arched as he filled you.
“it‘s too much!” you cried out suddenly, walls seizing against him. he pressed a hand to your belly, eyes widening at the bulge he felt and saw peeking through your skin.
umemiya leaned down to press another kiss to your lips, peppering your face in them as a few tears escapes your eyes.
“you can take it,” he encouraged, groaning at the way you tightened around him. he eased the rest of his length into your heat, smiling at the way he completely disappeared inside you. “good girl—like that.”
he circled a finger lightly around your clit, not expecting it to throw you over the edge. you let out a high pitched moan, head thrashing and nails scratching down his arms as an orgasm washed over you. your walls squeezed him tighter, almost sucking him in.
“you already came, angel?” he asked, breathless from how tight you held on to him. “let me see you do that one more time.”
note: big fat thank u to anyone who made it to the end, hugs for u! kaji’s section being the longest… yeah drinking my clown juice rn. lmk ur thoughts!
you know when you’re sucking a guy off and he throws his head back, that little vein throbbing in his neck. lips parted, adam’s apple bobbing as you take him further down your throat. knuckles white from how hard he’s gripping whatever he can get his hands on because you suck him off so damn good. breathy moans escape his lips with an “ah, fuck.” coming out every time your tongue glides across that sensitive part of his tip. and it doesn’t take him long before his hips are bucking against you, chasing the high only that sweet little mouth of yours can give him. wanting to feel his cock in the back of that pretty little throat. because fuck, you’re too good to him and he just can’t seem to get enough.
i was thinking of gojo but also: geto, choso, levi, rin, aki, suo, dabi and any of your faves tbh
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♡— f!reader, sweet and comforting sex for my tired and worn out besties, some deep loving
NIGHTS HE WOULD FUCK YOU TO SLEEP. Every rocking of his hips was a sweet lustful lullaby, soothing all your tiredness away, as he swallowed all your moans with a sloppy tongue-tied kiss. His thrusts were consistently euphoric and tranquilizing that it was enough for you to feel how your pussy was taking the shape of his huge cock, stretching you out, fitting himself in so snug and tight.
He was fucking you lovingly and considerately with impactful blow in each shove. His hard member was digging you so deep, you could feel him kiss your womb, turning you into a fragile mess. Pressed in between the mattress and the bulk of his body, your head was spinning, lightheaded in pleasure and all you could do was writhe and whimper. “Shhh... shhh, I got you,” he assured with a subtle chuckle.
Caged in his arms, he had a hand above your head, while his face was an inch to yours. He placed a kiss on your eyelid then at the tip of your nose until he reached your neck and buried himself, nuzzling in your nook. His hold on you tightened as he quickened his pace. His hand above your head kept you in place and protected you from hitting the headboard while he chased his own peak in sync with yours. “Y/N, Y/N, y’re too good for me, Y/N...” he said in a raspy whisper, while his cock was searing your walls so good, so good you were vibrating around him. Your pussy clenched him tight, and he was squeezed out of orgasm in time with yours.
You both heaved in release and comfort. He was basking in the feeling of your body convulsing beneath him as your vision blurred. Finally, you were drifting off to sleep. With another chuckle, he pressed his forehead against yours and left a little peck on your lips. “Sweet dreams, snookums.”
Under the moonlight, it shed light on his face, casting shadows across his features. His hand firmly gripped the coat of his retreating friend, despite how it terribly trembled with the overwhelming emotions that were consuming him, as does his frantic heart, beating wildly in his chest.
The cool night air seemed to amplify the intensity of the moment as Nirei was met with a questioning gaze by Suo, with his head tilted to the side as if trying to decipher what he meant. The look may well be mistaken as an innocent curiosity of a man who was simply puzzled by his friend's sudden outburst, but there was a slight twinkle of hostility in Suo's eyes just by the mere mention of your name.
"What about [Y/N]?" Nirei repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.
Suo schooled his expression into one of neutral indifference before replying, "What about my lover?"
Huh? What kind of question is that?
"You mentioned leaving Bofurin; are you going to leave them too?" Nirei clarified, his hands clenched tightly at his sides, daring to challenge his stead.
Suo's eyes darkened slightly at the audacity, shadows eerily dancing in their depths as he considered his response. Yet, he concealed his true emotions behind a mask of calmness and silliness, bearing a laugh that did not reach his eyes. "Why would I leave someone who means so much to me?" Suo finally answered, feigning a softened tone.
"After all, I plan to invite them to join me and build a new life together, far away from Bofurin."
Nirei was taken aback. "They don't know about this?" he whispered.
The naive confusion in Nirei's voice only fueled the rumbling laughter bubbling up from Suo's chest. "No, not yet," Suo admitted, his grin widening.
Having no further reason to continue the meaningless conversation, his feet started to move as he prepared to bid his farewell to Nirei with a sweet smile on his face. "Well, I should get going," he said, waving his hand in a casual manner. "Goodbye, Nirei," before turning on his heel and being about to walk in the opposite direction; however, a rude interruption of another firm grip on his sleeves stopped him in his tracks.
"What are you going to do to [Y/N]?"
Suo's cold, annoyed look was shielded by facing his back towards Nirei, who seemed too stubborn to let him leave without a proper answer.
With a deep breath, Suo turned his head over his shoulder, posing a threatening expression as he replied, "That is not your concern, Nirei. Stay out of it."
Nirei's eyes narrowed in defiance, furthering the tension between the two friends. "It's my concern when [Y/N] themselves doesn't know what you're planning. I won't stand by and let you do something they wouldn't want," Nirei retorted, his voice firm and unwavering.
"Wouldn't want?"
The blonde's heart froze for a second at the eerily calm tone in Suo's voice, then spiked upon meeting the chilly stare in his red, empty eyes.
"Whether they like it or not, they'll be safer with me. It's for their own good," Suo declared, smiling disturbingly as if his statement wasn't ominous enough.
Then those same red, empty eyes went half-lidded, boring into Nirei's uneasy ones with a chilling intensity that made him shiver involuntarily. "Anyone who opposed me won't be around to see the outcome."
"Isn't that right, Nirei?"
"You're crazy…"
"You wouldn't want to know how far I'm willing to go to protect what's mine," Suo replied softly.
"After all, breaking bones is not enough to silence your worthless heroism."
𝜗ϱ 、 REWARDS !
♡ . kisses as a reward for the wind breaker boys .
✶ . warnings : none
⟡ 、 characters : sakura haruka , suo hayato , kiryu mitsuki , umemiya hajime , togame jo .
memo : i’m back at posting again >< my school starts in july so i got a lot of time writing heh ..
wbk files .
sakura haruka ⟢ 121 words
he wasn't a fan of it. well, he’s confused about why you always kiss him on the cheek whenever he finishes the errands you give him or follow what you told him to do or get you something.
you got that big smile on your face thanking him as you put your hands on his cheeks, kissing it which obviously he expects you to always do yet he can’t control the way his face turns red whenever you did that.
one time, you finally got him to eat his veggies and when you gave him a kiss on the cheek, he was flustered— frozen in place and looking like steam is coming out of his head from how red he got.
suo hayato ⟢ 95 words
just smiles at you whenever you kiss him on the cheek. he even leans in a little for you to kiss him on the cheek making it easier for you to reach him.
suo anticipate it each time he completed something for you. he got that usual smile of his while he hands you your favorite sweets you ask for him to get since you were busy studying. the man leaned over as he place a bag down on your table. “the payment?” you rolled your eyes but you still kissed him on the cheek.
kiryu mitsuki ⟢ 106 words
he likes— no, he loves it. he loves it when you kiss him for something he did for you and did a good job with it.
you were having a hard time on opening a jar and noticed it when he put his phone down as he can hear you struggling as mutter curses under your breath. kiryu stretched his arm out as if signaling for you to give him the jar so you did. he opened it with ease— your eyes twinkling as you slide on his side, cupping his cheeks and giving him a kiss. you can feel him smile when you kissed him.
umemiya hajime ⟢ 82 words
he’s like suo, always smiling but also giggles when you kiss him like it was the first time you had kiss him on the cheek.
umemiya helps you in the kitchen if he has time to spare. you appreciate his help considering that cooking can be done faster. it’s a win win situation for the both of you as you both like cooking. after cooking you kiss him all the time he helps you in the kitchen as a reward for him.
togame jo ⟢ 85 words
this man is smug with it. he has a big grin on his face whenever you do that like he just won the lottery— i mean, he already win the lottery?
this was your tenth time losing to your partner. closing your eyes accepting defeat once more. you two had been playing go and shogi for who knows how long. “i won again” he said with a smirk, pointing at his cheek which you smiled and gave him a kiss. oh, togame jo’s smile was big.
