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boyfriend!bunny who genuinely can't do a single spin without getting dizzy, yet somehow convinces himself he could totally figure skate if you taught him. five minutes later he's hugging the rink barrier for dear life while you laugh at him. 

boyfriend!bunny who cheers embarrassingly loud whenever you land a difficult jump. the entire arena turns to look at him, and he couldn't care less. 

boyfriend!bunny who never understands the scoring system no matter how many times you explain it. he'll still confidently tell everyone, "she should've scored higher," because if you say you skated well, that's enough for him. 

boyfriend!bunny who insists on carrying your skates after every practice because he says, "your job is gliding around on knives. mine is carrying the knives." 

boyfriend!bunny who absolutely loves watching you warm up before competitions. he'll sit there completely mesmerized because seeing everything you make look effortless reminds him how much work you put in behind the scenes. 

boyfriend!bunny who gets ridiculously excited whenever your schedules line up and he can actually watch you skate live. he'll spend the entire day telling everyone his girlfriend's competing, whether they asked or not. 

boyfriend!bunny who accidentally starts learning all the names of your jumps just so he can surprise you. the first time he correctly says, "that landing looked cleaner than yesterday," you nearly drop your skate guards. 

boyfriend!bunny who always notices when you're frustrated after a rough practice. instead of giving advice, he drags you out for food because he knows sometimes you just need to stop thinking about skating for a while. 

boyfriend!bunny who takes hundreds of photos after every competition because he insists your costume deserves its own photoshoot. somehow half the pictures are blurry because he got too excited. 

boyfriend!bunny who loves hearing you talk about skating, even if he doesn't understand every technical detail. your eyes light up whenever you explain something you're passionate about, and that's his favorite part. 

boyfriend!bunny who quietly wraps his jacket around your shoulders the second you come off the ice. he knows how cold rinks get after hours of training, and he never waits for you to ask. 

boyfriend!bunny who gets oddly competitive with the giant teddy bears people throw onto the ice after your performances. the next competition, he shows up carrying one even bigger because "my gift has to win." 

boyfriend!bunny who admires how disciplined you are more than anything else. people see the pretty dresses and perfect performances, but he sees the early mornings, bruises, sore muscles, and countless hours that made you the athlete standing in front of him—and he couldn't be prouder.

a/n guys choose dento or jojo which guy should i go for

also @bunnysxprincesa tulip i hope u like

tysm for reading and other than that theres nothing more to add !!

𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐞, 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫, 2026. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐢.

a/n - reader is kinda oblivious...? AND HAS A BF

you sat at a small corner table in a downtown coffee shop, two ice lattes sitting in your hand. one was sweating condensation onto the wooden table while the other was left untouched.

your boyfriend was late. again. he’d texted fifteen minutes ago, telling you he was finding a parking spot. you sighed, chin resting in your hand, watching the ice slowly melt in his cup, diluting the flavor.

“you look too pretty to be sitting here all alone and pouty,”

the familiar, teasing voice made your head instantly snap up.

bunny stepped up to your table. he was dressed casually—a loose hoodie, messy hair, a cap that looked like it was thrown on last minute.

“bunny!” you gasped, face instantly lighting up. “what are you doing here?”

“just grabbing a coffee,” he lied smoothly. “until i saw you here."

in reality, he had seen you walking into the cafe across the street and couldn’t resist following after.

"who keeps a girl waiting this long?" he pulled out the empty chair opposite you—your boyfriend’s chair—and sat down without a second thought.

“he’s just finding parking!” you automatically defended.

he reached across the table, his fingers casually brushing against yours as he playfully tapped the rim of your cup. "if you were waiting for me, i would’ve abandoned the car on the sidewalk."

you laughed politely, a blush creeping up your neck. the touch felt a little too lingering, a little too much for just a best friend, but before you could think about it, a shadow fell over the table.

"can i help you?"

your boyfriend had arrived. he stood right beside the table, keys dangling from his hand. his eyes darted from bunny sitting in his spot to how close bunny’s hands were to yours on the table.

bunny didn't flinch. he slowly leaned back in the chair, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. a polite, entirely fake smile spread across his lips. "oh. you’re here. what’s up?"

"yeah. i am," your boyfriend said, his voice dripping with forced courtesy. he didn't want to make a scene in public, but the irritation in his eyes was unmistakable. "that’s my seat."

"right, right," bunny said, standing up and sliding the chair back into place.

he didn't look bothered at all. instead, he patted your boyfriend on the shoulder—a gesture that looked friendly but felt heavily patronizing. "just keeping her company. she looked a little lonely sitting by herself."

"she’s perfectly fine," he replied as he stepped into bunny’s space, subtly trying to cut him off from you. "we actually have plans today."

"of course." bunny hummed, turning his gaze back to you.

the cold indifference he just showed vanished instantly, replaced by that soft, melting look reserved only for you.

he reached out, his thumb gently brushing a stray crumb off the corner of your lips, “i’ll leave you guys to it. text me later?"

you nodded, completely oblivious to the silent, furious glaring match happening in front of you.

“try to keep an eye on the time,” bunny turned back to your boyfriend, his smile turning sharp and mocking. "it’d be a shame if someone else had to keep her entertained while you're looking for parking."

before your boyfriend could snap back, bunny gave you one last, lingering wink, shoved his hands into his pockets, and strolled out of the cafe.

the moment your lips met his, nagi sighs into your mouth.

he doesn’t stay still for long. his hand glides up the back of your neck, long fingers tangling deep into your hair at the nape to hold you in place. he tilts his head, angling his mouth so the kiss fits deeper.

every time you try to part your lips to catch your breath, nagi follows instantly. he catches your mouth mid-inhale, stealing another kiss before you can draw air, then another. his lips move against yours with a slow, deliberate cadence, though the restless tilt of his head betrays an unmistakable impatience underneath. 

he barely lets one press finish before starting the next, catching your lower lip between his own, holding it for one aching second before drawing you back in.

his other hand settles at your waist, fingers digging gently into your hip as he hauls you across the cushions until your chest is pressed flush against his. suddenly, he is everywhere—his scent surrounding you, his warm breath fanning across your cheeks, his mouth seeking yours at uneven, eager angles whenever you try to shift. 

a low hum vibrates in his chest when your hands slide up to cup his jaw, and he leans into your touch like he's trying to drink the energy straight from your lips.

when you finally manage to pull back, gasping for air, nagi follows blindly with his eyes still closed, pressing one last lingering kiss to the corner of your mouth before he finally lets you go.

the physical effect on him is immediate and total.

a deep, scarlet blooms across his pale cheekbones, spreading all the way to the tips of his ears. when his grey eyes finally open, they're heavy and thoroughly loopy, blinking sluggishly as if his brain had lagged several seconds behind his body. a dazed smile curls the corners of his swollen lips.

"whoa..." he murmurs, his voice slurred at the edges and completely undone. 

he lets his head fall heavily forward, resting his forehead against your shoulder while his arms remain locked firmly around your waist. his chest heaves with shallow, uneven breaths that warm the skin of your neck.

"everything's... spinning," he mutters against your collarbone.

"it was just a kiss, seishiro." you chuckle, brushing your fingers through the messy locks at the back of his head. 

nagi lifts his head slowly, looking up at you with hazy, thoroughly intoxicated eyes that immediately drop right back down to your mouth.

"mnnh…" he groans, grip tightening at your waist as he pushes himself up, hovering barely a millimeter away. "i need more."

his lips brush yours in a soft, sleepy request, completely undone by you. "c'mere… i'm not done with you yet."

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I feel like his hair is uhhh bigger ? in the manga BUT HEY WE BALL IG?? I need this mf to lock in bro I love England

being sandwiched between nagi and reo was definitely not on your list of to do's. you were pressed onto nagi, back flush against his chest as he littered kisses on your neck and pumped his cock into your ass. meanwhile, reo was in front, fucking your pussy. but, both nagi and reo preferred having you all to themselves, reluctant to share. you could feel nagi tugging you back, arms wrapping around your waist trying to trap you, whereas reo used his own strength to bring you more towards him everytime he felt nagi pull you away.

reo huffed, "nagi, you're hogging her."

"no 'm not, you are...", nagi mumbled back, bringing his hand around to twist at your nipple. you could only let out a whiny, incoherent sob, "mmn, so full, uhhnn, s'too good-!" reo cooed at you, like he was trying to soothe you, "you're doing so good, sound so cute when you whine like that. hey nagi, hold her open a bit more."

"sure, boss.." he replied, spreading your legs open. reo continued fucking your cunt, while nagi's thick cock kept abusing your other hole from behind with lazy, deep thrusts. you could barely respond to their teasing remarks and low groans, feeling both their cocks start to pulse inside your respective holes, signaling that they were about to cum soon.

"fuck, gonna cum..", reo grunted, sweat building up on his temples, fingers digging into your thighs as his thrusts got more desperate. you whimpered, teary eyed and lips parted, babbling nonsense while your body was being rocked between the two of them. "ah—ahhnngh, p-please, too much, can't–!"

"you can," nagi mumbled against your shoulder, his cock dragging and grinding so deep inside you that it made your back arch helplessly as one of your hands reached back to grab at his arm for support. "jus' a little more, kay?"

reo leaned in, pressing a kiss against your cheek before whispering against your ear, “gonna fill this cute cunt up, gorgeous. let us, yeah?" you clenched down around both of them without meaning to, “mmfhh, wan’ it, want you both so bad—!” reo cursed, finally burying himself to the hilt with a stutter of his hips, warm spurts of cum filling your pussy. “fuuuck, fuck, so tight, you’re taking it so well, baby.”

nagi wasn't far behind either, “mnnn, so warm.. gonna cum too,” he slurred, keeping you spread open just how reo liked. a second later, he pushed in with a quiet grunt, his tip kissing your cervix as he spilled inside you just as deep. the way both their cum filled you made your vision blur and your entire body heat up as your orgasm hit hard, pussy fluttering around them with a squeal, “ah—ahhh, haah, cuuumminggg!"

reo kissed your forehead as nagi slumped back against the headboard with a satisfied groan. you could only whimper while trying to catch your breath, too dumb on cock and cum. you really thought it was over, until nagi began to whine.

"reeeooo," he pouted. "switch. wanna fuck her pussy now."

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