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cambion-companion · 1 year

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I'd like to request a list prompt of Soft Aemond during Reader's pregnancy.

Soooo this one took a life of its own...stop reading like...halfway thru if you don't want smut/only fluff

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You sat with a sigh of relief upon the cushions of your bedroom sofa, holding the swell of your pregnant belly with both hands for support.

“Muña, look what kepa and I made together!” The eager voice of your five year old daughter met your ears as she ran over to where you sat, placing a dragon miniature upon your knee.

“What a beautiful dragon!” Despite your aching muscles you met the girl’s enthusiasm with a bright encouraging smile. “Have you given it a name?”

“We were considering Urrax, though Melysa wants to name her after you.” Aemond, who had entered the room shortly after his daughter, smiled down upon you both. “I think that’s a great idea!”

A small hand touched your abdomen as Melysa felt for the familiar kicks of your baby. “What are we naming her?”

Aemond crouched beside Melysa, placing his own hand atop hers, his violet eye flicking to your face while his sapphire eye refracted the light from the fireplace.

You smiled at your little family, caressing the back of Aemond’s hand with your fingers. “You think it’s going to be a girl, Melysa?”

“I know…” Your daughter’s silver hair, so much like her father’s, shone in the dim firelight. “I’ve seen it.”

Aemond raised a brow at you briefly before kissing Melysa’s curly head. “You must help us come up with a name, then. Only later!” With a swift movement, he scooped her into his arms.

She shrieked as he tickled her sides, squirming to escape his strong arms. Aemond relented, pressing another kiss to Melysa’s forehead. Her lilac eyes gazed up at him in adoration as she gripped a lock of his long hair in a tiny fist.

“I think it’s time for bed.” You said, shifting your bare feet closer to the crackling fire for warmth. “Passed time, in fact.” Aemond agreed, shushing Melysa’s immediate protestations.

You rose, grabbing the dragon from off your knee and carrying it as you followed your husband and daughter into the adjacent room. Aemond placed Melysa carefully under the covers of her bed, tucking her in and caressing her hair.

You sat at the foot of the mattress, leaning forward to place her small dragon in the crook of her arm. You ran a finger down her smiling cheek. “Goodnight, my love.”

“Sing me a song, muña.”

“Darling, not tonight.”

Melysa whined. “Please.”

You looked pleadingly at your husband. “Aemond…”

“Close your eyes, perzītsos. My little flame.” Aemond began humming a low, soothing tune.

You watched, entranced, privy to a scene only you and your daughter would ever see. His voice was lovely, you closed your own eyes as the melody he hummed rose and fell. You felt your shoulders relaxing, your clasped hands falling loose in your lap.

Soft lips brushed against yours and you opened your eyes, looking into the handsome angular face you loved so much.

“Come, my love. Let me take care of you.” Aemond took your hand, guiding you back into your shared chambers and sitting you down upon the sofa once more.

He knelt before you, his back to the fire, and moved your feet to rest upon his lap. Aemond began rubbing small circles into the sole of one foot, a small gasp of relief escaped your lips despite yourself.

“Thank you, my dragon.”

“You are the one carrying our child, Y/N.” Aemond tilted his head at you, a curtain of his silver hair falling across his shoulder. “It is the least I can do.” He pressed a loving kiss to your instep before moving to the other foot.

You sighed, leaning back against the cushions, closing your weary eyes as you allowed yourself to relax for the first time that day. You began to drift off once more, only to be awoken by the press of Aemond’s chest against your own as he trailed featherlight kisses up your shoulder to your neck.

“Mm, Aemond.” You turned your head lazily until your mouth found his.

He kissed you tenderly, worshipfully, savoring the nectar of your lips and the swell of your full breasts underneath his exploring hands.

“Come to bed, Y/N.”

“I could fall asleep right here.”

“That would be terrible for your back.” Aemond chuckled, helping you rise from the couch.

He slid under the thick covers next to you, helping you shift pillows to support your round belly. You snuggled in close to your husband, savoring his warmth on this chill winter night. Your head rested in the crook of his neck, and you placed a soft kiss to the hollow of his throat.

“Hmm.” Aemond hummed a pleased sound as you continued pressing lazy kisses to his exposed neck.

“I love you.”

He turned to face you, stroking a large hand along your abdomen as he looked into your face. “As I love you, nuhys qēlos.”

“Mmm, what does that mean again?”

“My star.”

“Ah.” You breathed, taking his hand in yours and guiding it up to caress your breast once more. “It feels good when you massage here.”

Aemond shifted onto his elbow, so he had better access to use both his hands. He smiled mischievously down at you. “You won’t hear me complaining.”

You laughed with him, ending with a gasp as he squeezed your flesh a little too hard. “Softer, please. Don’t get too eager, valzȳrys.”

“Very good.” Aemond pressed his lips to the fabric of your thin nightgown, just above where his hands kneaded more gently now. “You have no idea what it does to me hearing you speak High Valyrian, ābrazȳrys.”

He unlaced the neck of your shift, dragging the fabric down to free your breasts fully, dragging his fingers across your pert nipples. Your milk had already wetted your nightgown at his administrations, and now beaded against his fingers.

You saw Aemond’s tongue dart out to wet his lips as he gazed down at your full bosom.

His dilated eye found yours. “May I?” He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the flesh just above your areola.

“Yes.” Your breathing had become short, the exhaustion you’d been feeling momentarily forgotten. “I’d like that very much.”

Your breasts had become heavy from the milk they carried, though it certainly wouldn’t have crossed your mind to have Aemond help in such a way.

He was eager, however, taking your nipple into his mouth. You encouraged him to take you properly, reaching to cup your breast in your hand, the back of his head with the other. The feeling of his hot mouth around you, the tingling trickle of your milk letting down, sent a pleasurable warmth pooling in your core.

Aemond groaned against your breast, you could hear the intimate noises as he suckled and swallowed your milk. Your fingers wound themselves tightly in his long silky hair as you moaned quietly, your head falling back onto the soft pillow. Your free hand wandered down your body, trying to reach your wanting center but unable to get past your pregnant belly.

Your body shuddered as Aemond’s warm hand found your mound, dipping his longer fingers into the heat of your essence. He released your nipple with a pop, looking reverently up at you as a dribble of milk dripped off his chin onto your heaving chest.

“Aemond.” You whimpered, the lewd sight of him so disheveled and vulnerable causing your swollen clitoris to pulse with pleasure.

Aemond removed his hands from your slick folds, tasting your wetness upon his fingers, his eye closing in appreciation. “You are delicious, Y/N. Every inch of you.” He kneaded your other breast, pooling milk into his hand, lubricating his fingers with the filmy white liquid before returning them to the heat of your quim.

Your hips moved against his hand as Aemond attached once more to your nipple, drawing your milk onto his hot tongue.

You covered your mouth with one hand, stifling a loud moan as Aemond inserted two long fingers into you, scissoring them within the clenching walls of your vagina. He pressed further against the soft flesh of your breast, sucking more of it into his mouth.

“Aemond.” You whispered his name fervently. “Don’t stop, please.”

He made a sinfully low sound against you, thrusting quicker into you, crooking his fingers up against the spot that made your toes curl. With a shuddering gasp, you came undone, your cunt squeezing him as he continued working you. Only when you begged him to stop, the overstimulation too much, did Aemond withdraw.

He placed his fingers, soaked with your release, against your mouth. You obediently laved them with your tongue as Aemond watched. He licked his own lips clean of the remnants of your breastmilk.

With damp fingers he clasped your chin, moving to meet your lips in a searing kiss. You tasted the sweetness of your milk on his tongue mix with the heady musk of your climax as Aemond deepened the kiss. Your eyes grew heavy, looking lazily up at your husband’s flushed face as he pulled away. You reached for him, but Aemond stopped your hand when your fingers grazed his groin.

“Rest, nuhys qēlos. I will wash you.” He moved away, gathering a pot to heat water over the fire.

“What about you?” Your words were slurred as you watched his movements sleepily.

“I will attend to my desires later.” Aemond grabbed a washcloth, dipping it in the warming water. “You are what matters right now.”

A languid smile itched up your face as you closed your eyes, feeling relaxed, your muscles warm and loose. “I couldn’t live without you, my love.”

Aemond looked across the room to your dozing form, the firelight shining golden upon his lustrous hair. “It is I who wouldn’t survive without you.”

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jstarr86 · 7 months

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DRUNK IN LOVE

I sighed watching with trepidation as my very much intoxicated husband got ready to go out for a press conference. His new tag partner barely and I mean barely less inebriated than my husband.

“God your gonna get in trouble, both you.” I said getting Josh to take a sip of water a goofy smile crossing his face, eyes glossy. His hands sliding around my waist gripping my butt. He was clearly as horny as he was intoxicated and Cody snickering behind us didn’t help.

“Look Paul we’ve done a bit of celebrating on the bus, we’re just a little intoxicated.” Cody said.

“A little.” The older man replied with a smirk and shake of his head.

“Josh your boss is right there stop coping a feel.”

“I can’t help it you fine as fuck I ain’t got no pussy in a month I’m horny and wanna fuck my wife.” He said nipping my ear.

“You have work.” I said pushing him back. He was always horny and had a high sex drive but combine that with extended time apart and drinking and Josh was a handsy little frea . Cody was a giggle ball as I tried to pry my husband off me. After their win they were on Cody’s bus celebrating and drinking and while yes I was tipsy I was not on their level. Josh practically dry humping me in front of Cody with no care.

20 MINUTES EARLIER

“Baby chill.” I said moving back and pushing my husband. His lips and tongue sucking and biting on my neck causing me to bite my lip to contain my composure and not moan. He had no chill right now hands all over me.

“Mmm but you smell good, and look good and taste good.”

“Joshua. We aren’t alone.”

“He’s a handsy drunk huh, I’d be the same if Brandi wasn’t home.” Cody said taking another shot handing me one and setting Josh’s down as his hands were on me.

“I ain’t seen her in a month, you kno how it go.” Cody chuckled.

“Well at least you get a happy ending tonight my friend all I’m getting is my hand. Sorry.” Cody said as his words sunk in and he realized he’d spoken out loud. He got up going to the bathroom as Josh pulled me to straddle him, hands on my ass that he gripped rolling his hips up into mine. His ring gear pants not hiding his obvious hard on at all. They already were tight as hell. His lips on my skin sucking gently

“I want you so bad.”

“Josh.”

“Tell me you don’t want me, I know you do, bet that shit wet ain’t it.”

“Joshua.” I felt the smirk on his lips as my voice didn’t come out as defiantly as I wanted. I missed him just as much as he clearly missed me but he gave no fucks right now about anything than clearly fucking me. I moaned as his fingers rubbed me from outside but expertly finding my clit. He slid a hand up my shirt cupping my breast through the lace covering them. He pulled back tugging his merch shirt over my head practically ripping it. His eyes ghosted over my body as his eyes darkened with lust.

“Fuck.” He eagerly kissed, tongue trailing every where he could as he sat up more arms wrapped around me as he lifted his head as a moan passed my lips as he bit my nipple thru the fabric. His lips meeting mine as his tongue invaded my mouth in a sloppy yet passionate kiss hands sliding into the back of my pants gripping my ass in his hands. “Mmm you wet.” He growled as I suckled his pulse point. “I need you mammas.”

“Woah.”

“Oh my god.”

“Shit.” Josh said hands holding me firmly against him “sorry uce we um ima just go back here for a little.” He said standing with me in his arms before walking down the small non existent hall and into a bunk shutting the curtain. My head buried in his neck not even looking up as embarrassment flooded my body.

“I can’t believe you, that’s embarrassing.”

“He ain’t see anything”

“He ain’t stupid Josh.” I said fingers running over his scalp. Now that he was on top of me weight settled between my legs Josh had us cramped in the small space as he sucked a path from my neck to my bare chest. “Josh.” I said softly

“Let me have you baby.” Fuck I sighed, it was hard to ever deny Josh, especially when I missed him just as much both physically and intimately. He took the split second of silence as ok as he quickly lifted as much as he copied dragging the tight leggings and jerking them and my underwear off tossing them as he tossed my leg over his shoulder, lips kissing my thighs. I gasped exhaling a moan as his tongue touched me hands wrapping around my thighs insuring I didn’t go anywhere as he devoured me like a starved man.

“Josh.” He moaned sending vibrations through as I gripped his hair, silky strands that were still damp with water and conditioner even though his match was hours ago. Leg’s already shaking as he brought me to the edge of ecstasy with that dangerous ass mouth of his.

“Let go mama cum for me.” Josh growled out. He knew me well enough by now that he knew I was close. But quickly buried my face in the pillow moaning out his name as I came

“Ute we got like five minutes.” Cody called from the front. Josh lifted up kissing his way up my body.

“Woman after this conference is over I’m beatin this shit up all night. Mmm.” He said sloppily kissing me. “Tasting all good and shit. Wanna feel you cum on my dick like that.”

NOW

I shook my head unable to hold the laughter as I watched them. Cody honestly coming clean as he sat down immediately saying they’d been drinking. Both laughing and not staying focused, especially Josh. I tried to tell him he didn’t need it but when brown got in his cup he was fucked and knowing the bottle of Dusse was empty meant Josh was turnt.

He’s wasted sis I looked at my phone as a message popped up from my brother in law.

They been drunk, tried to tell them both but ya kno how Josh is on the brown

Take care of him love y’all

Love u too looking up at the bark I chuckled. Both forgetting questions and rambling and Josh acting like he’d never held a title before as they wouldn’t stay on his shoulders. At least their boss wasn’t mad he was laughing.

“Well they broke the internet.” I said as his boss looked at me.

“I think you’re right but I don’t see backlash yet it’s all just how hilarious they are. How much have they had?”

“There’s a empty dusse bottle on the bus.”

“What’s that?”

“Like Hennessy but better.” He nodded shaking his head as they finally finished. Josh barking and saying yeet almost every other word and then getting Cody in it. They walked back both laughing and leaning on each other before Josh wrapped his arms around me head buried in my neck kissing me hands grabbing my ass as I pushed him back. “Behave Joshua.” Id became much more sober and getting back to the bus my husband and his tag partner started drinking again and Josh handed me a cup. Dr Pepper and he got a little heavy handed with the dusse cause I took a drink and pulled back pausing looking at the cup, this tasted like straight liquor and if his cup was like this he was gonna need Tylenol and Gatorade in the morning. Main One by Mario was blaring out of the bus speakers, I felt bad for this driver Cody had a good one cause man I wouldn’t be driving this shit with their loud asses. Josh had me pulled against him dancing until we both slightly fell and Cody laughed as liquid sloshed out of our cups as the driver hit a bump. Josh groaned as I landed roughly in his lap but he didn’t let me get hurt the grip on my waist tightened.

“You good.”

“I’m fine.” We stayed seated my hips rolling against his hardening length as I danced in his lap.

“How long have you guys been married?” Cody asked loudly.

“8 years.”

“We met in school uce saw her freshman year and man she was fine as shit, I had scoop her ass up.”

“Wow that sounded so romantic Joshua.” I said smirking and rolling my eyes

“I mean it’s true almost broke my neck when I saw you. Had shoot my shot. And she was a cheerleader so every game she was there, had my number on her face. My cheerleader.” He replied leaving a wet kiss on my cheek. “Mmm, you sexy.”

“Wait you been together since high school like freshman that’s what 14?”

“Yup.”

“My first my last my only right here uce, yeet.” I rolled my eyes at his words I hated him and Jon always saying yeet they had matching hoodies I got them a few years ago that said it. I finished my drink feeling that buzzed feeling back in my system. “I should call uce.”

“No you need to let both of them sleep, I already talked to Jon he sends his love.”

“When you talk to uce?”

“When your drunk ass was doing a press conference he messaged said you was wasted and to take care of you and he loves you.” I gasped as Josh grabbed my breast my eyes meeting Cody’s who was only sitting across from us. “I’m so sorry. He has no filter when he’s drunk.”

“I’m married I know how he feels when the last time you saw one another?”

“Month ago. So combined with a drunk extremely horny Josh this is what that equals.”

“I’d probably be the same if my wife was here, I mean she will be tomorrow for a few weeks but then I won’t see her until after Germany.”

“That’s why I wanted her here the week uce, cause we got Germany I’m going home for a day for Halloween then hitting the road again until what close to Thanksgiving. Hardest part of this is not being around her or the boys.”

“Your making them a good life baby stop complaining.”

“I’m only complaining that I’m not in them guts yet Ma.” I shook my head giggling at him. “Matter fact get up we going to bed over here grindin all up in my dick to this music. Later uce.”

“Have a good night.” Cody said tipping his cup to Josh who quickly downed the rest of his second glass, practically dragging me to the bunks. He looked at me as I got in.

“All that shit off now.” He said pulling off his clothes

“You just gonna get-“

“Off wifey.” Josh said tossing the crop top and his gear pants in the bunk across from us taking mine too. He was in Versace boxers as he got in the bunk shutting the curtain and smashing his lips to mine as he pulled my legs around his toned waist. He’d left his bottom grillz in the metal warm yet still cold as he slid the fangs protruding against my pulse point hands caressing from my thigh to my beast and back. I felt him move as much as he could tugging off his boxers before roughly sliding inside me as I moaned in his mouth his groan following as he kept his hand on my ass pulling me into him as he thrusted hard into me. I hissed in pain as he made my head hit the small part of wall behind me and he looked up dark eyes before his hand was over it making sure I didn’t get hurt

“Sorry.” Before I could respond a moan left my mouth. I felt slightly overwhelmed such a small enclosed space and completely surrounded by Josh. Combined with the sense of floating it was a bit much for me. “Fuck you feel so damn good.” He groaned swirling his hips as I gasped his name nails raking into his back. Sex with Josh always amazing and always long but drunk Josh you had about 20 minutes before he’d be busting a nut and passing out. He was grunting the sound heavy in my ear with his breath as he sucked and kissed on my neck swirling his tongue and nipping the spot that drove me insane as I arched into him. “Mmm my pussy feels so good don’t it.”

“Mmm.”

“Daddy’s in that ain’t he.”

“Josh.”

“Mmmm you getting tight fuck come for daddy baby,.” Josh pushed my legs bending it up as much as he could towards my chest as he dug my ass out in the small space. I never would have thought this would work but I shouldn’t have put it past him especially drunk. “Gotdamn.” He reached a hand down finger expertly rubbing and tugging at my clit making my orgasm rise fastly.

“Mmm Josh, I’m close.” He went harder and I knew I was about to explode as I gasped clutching his sweaty body to me. “Daddy.” I moaned in his ear as I came nails scratching down his back as my legs shook. Josh groaned out pumping wildly four more times before cumming with a groan of my name. He collapsed on top of me as I ran my hand over the back of his neck. He rolled to his side pulling me into his arms.

“Mmm wait til I get you in that hotel and I can fuck you like I want, you in for it.” He yawned out “I love you.” He lazily said

“I love-“ I heard his heavy breath and saw even in the dark he’d passed out as I sighed taking out his grill as he groaned and I put it in the box he had. “Love you too.” I said snuggling into his warmth as I used my foot grabbing up the sheet to at had gotten stuffed at the bottom of the bunk during his fuck sesh. I closed my eyes sleep coming quickly, knowing I’d have two hungover guys to deal with in the morning.

#jey uso fanfiction #wwe jey uso #main event jey uso #jey uso smut #jey uso x reader

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shoreline-mutt · 4 months

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can't sleep tonight? time to break out the noise-canceling headphones and pull the blackout curtains closed.

lay your head on my lap; I'll tuck the puffy comforter tightly around you and lightly play with your hair, tracing shapes on your skin while you doze off. We can play an animated movie in the background just enough for us to hear thru our headphones.

Don't worry about me; I'll be here when you awake in the morning having made it peacefully through the night♡ you can look forward to being peppered with kisses and being lovingly felt up under your pjs while breakfast is cooking nearby.

#minors dni #autistic nsft #queer nsft #fireworks dni #gentle nsft

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jeoneffext · 11 months

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first time on a boy’s room | alhaitham

- alhaitham invited you over to his house, for what reason? he just wanna hang out with you, but hanging out doesn’t mean no kisses involve. oneshot.

Your nervousness could be shown once you stepped on his doorstep, a creak from the door ruins the silence but dies after it, Alhaitham runs a hand through his air after you two made it to his room.

You were greeted by his neat but eye catching room, small painting hanging on his walls, a small light yellow lamp shade on his vanity since he doesn’t open his curtains that often, basically his room is a bit dark, thanks to the lamp it has some bit of light.

Alhaitham went straight to his bed, frustratingly flop down to his big comfy bed, sitting as he lean his head on the bedpost, a gulp escapes your throat, you don’t know what to do at the moment, just standing on the doorway.

Alhaitham noticed your figure missing on his bed. He sighs, calling you as he patted on his side that’s obviously empty.

“Y/n, come over here.” The silver haired demanded you, your nervousness is taking all over you. You could only look at him with a heavy breathing. He noticed it.

“Are you just gonna stand there forever? Come here.” He demanded again, looking at you with a small irritation, why are you so hard headed to begin with?

“Right…” A small thin smile appears on your lips, slowly walking towards his bed. Alhaitham expected you to sit beside him but you only let your ass sit at the edge of the bed, your head looking down while you play with your hair strands.

Alhaitham breathes out, crossing his one arm over his head, head slightly tilting as he looks at you, his lazy look is dangerous.

“I said to come beside me, not on the edge.” His voice lingers on your ear, your chest starts to bump again, this guy really just doesn’t behave!

“I’m comfy here.”

“You don’t look very comfy to me.”

“I am! I like it here..!” You almost fell.

“Comfy…” You said lowly, earning a chuckle from him, you could only bit your lower lip from the embarrassing scene, you are definitely not comfy at this.

Alhaitham just sighs, looking at you.

“What you acting shy for?” His tone teasing you. His head tilting slightly as he keep his eyes on you. You shyly looked at him over your shoulder

“I’m not going to bite.”

….

“Unless you’re into that.”

He patted one last time, means one chance or punishment. (kidding)

“Come here.” His voice allured you to crawl on the bed towards him, in fact you did. A excited grin flashes on your face as your knees hit his soft sheets.

Open arms greeted you along your journey (very funny javi), the man smiles as you comfortably sat beside him now.

“See? It wasn’t so hard.” His silly praise made you more embarrassed. Earning a kiss from the cheek as a reward~

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #al haitam x reader #fanfic #alhaitham #genshin smut #alhaitham genshin #spotify #alhaitham imagines #alhaitham x reader #genshin x reader

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friedbaekhyunandeggso · 11 months

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found you - ch. 2 (part II)

pairing: gojo satoru x female oc (ara natsuna)

tropes: psycho! rival! athlete! yandere! gojo x introvert! booksmart! oc

warnings: 18+ only babes, profanity, pet-names (baby, kitten), stalking/possessive themes, manipulation, dub/non-consented sex, nipple play, size kink (slightly), fingering, begging, oral (f receiving), praising/dirty talk, rough sex, choking (a lil) & jus gojo being unhinged (as usual)

word count/plot: [6.4k] ara catches gojo's attention when news breaks that she is the top academically ranked student in their grade. he is ranked second. he tries to befriend her but she ignores him. despite her obvious disinterest, his obsession begins...

a/n: i took forever to edit this bc for some reason i thought i already posted it LMAo BUT y'all i'm like 75% thru w the next chapter n i'm lowkey scared to post it LMFAO (yes ik i'm a slow writer but pLS bear w me, next chapter is also hella long & wild). anyway tysm for all ur comments on the last post, esp the long ones! i read all of them & they make me happy :,) pls enjoyy

ch. 1 , chapter 2 [ part 1 | part 2 ] , ch. 3

She jolted when she heard a knock on her bedroom window. She glanced over at the electric clock on her desk. 7:16 pm.

She swallowed, glancing over at her bedroom door to make sure it was locked before her head whipped around at the sound of his voice.

“Hi, baby.”

He stepped out from behind the curtains, that easygoing smile on his face. He wore a navy blue half-zip sweater, layered with a white tee underneath and loose-fitted light gray sweatpants. His platinum hair tousled as usual as he approached her. He looked like a model who'd just gotten off-duty.

She was rooted in her seat when he stepped up to her. His hand resting on the back rail of her chair as he bent low to press a light kiss on her neck. His familiar scent wafted over her as she turned away.

His hand slipped over her stomach to subtly push her back flat against the chair. She held back a slight gasp.

“I missed you at school today.” he muttered.

After their ‘altercation’ earlier, he tried to convince her to come back to school with him. He offered to take her in his car but she refused-using the excuse that she already called the school saying she was sick. He then promised that he’d see her after basketball practice. She wasn’t looking forward to it.

For a second, she wondered if she should hide in the basement again but she couldn’t even if she wanted to because her Dad had come home early. He would question why she was in the basement if she stayed there for longer than necessary.

She glanced over at him, her voice low, “My Dad’s home.”

“I know.” he murmured beside her ear, “You told me over text.”

She was hoping that would deter him. She shifted slightly in her seat as his hand began to caress her stomach, “Why are you so afraid of him?” he asked.

She went still-immediately tensing up in her chair. His eyes were attentive as he watched her. Millie had told him that her parents were strict but that was all he knew.

She lightly pushed away his hand from her stomach, “I have to use the bathroom.” she whispered.

His hand wrapped around her neck, his lips at her temple, “Don’t lie to me.”

She shot out of her chair, stepping several steps away from him to get some distance. “I-I don’t want to talk about it.” she gritted out.

She didn’t look at him, her shoulders stiff as she stood still. She felt her arms shaking at her sides as she mentally prepared herself to feel some sort of pain for her defiance. But instead all she was met with was the sound of a low sigh.

She felt hands cup her face and immediately looked up. His eyes glittered, in the same way that the ocean appeared when sunlight skimmed its surface. Not that she would know–she’d only seen it in videos.

He searched her face, “Fine. But you’ll tell me soon. You’ll tell me everything soon.”

He tilted his head, “Every problem of yours is mine.”

She merely stared at him. She wished she could scream. The type of scream that could let out all the frustration she was feeling–let out all the mental torment because she was so tired of feeling like this. She hated the tiny voice in the back of her mind that wanted to tell him everything-everything down to the miniscule details because she was tired. Tired of being so alone.

But she refused to share her problems with someone who was one of her problems themselves.

Why did life have to be this way?

She snapped out of her thoughts when she felt his lips press into hers lightly.

“Let’s go somewhere,” he said, against her lips.

Her eyes widened as she pulled back.

“We have my car. Let’s go somewhere–anywhere you want.” he offered.

She stared at him—silently watching the excitement grow in his eyes.

His hands at her face squeezed slightly, “C’mon, there’s gotta be something you want. Tell me.”

She shook her head, pushing his hands away from her as she looked aside. “I have homework to do.” she muttered.

“Such a good girl.” he teased, before tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She resisted the urge to smack his hand away. He was always finding some excuse to touch her.

“Don’t you have school work to do as well?” she questioned. He was second in rank-right after her-and yet she'd never seen him do any schoolwork.

“I did most of it during my free period. I have some other stuff left but I can do it in the morning.”

“The morning?” she questioned.

He nodded before frowning, “I should’ve just brought my backpack with me. We could’ve studied together.” he pinched her cheek.

She immediately turned her head away and he chuckled. Before she could distance herself any further he grabbed her by the waist.

“I didn’t bring any books so I could pay attention to you, y’know. Now don’t make me sad and tell me where you wanna go.”

She shifted awkwardly in his hold-her hands going to his forearms, “What are you talking about-”

“Ara, I want attention,” he said, flat-out.

She froze, simply staring at him before blurting, “What are you-a baby?”

He grinned, “Yes, your baby.”

He cupped one of her tits, “I got needs, Mama.”

Just as her face twisted up and a chuckle nearly escaped his lips, her Dad’s voice suddenly arose.

“ARA! Come down and do the dishes!”

They both froze.

She pushed herself out of Gojo’s grasp, “Coming!”

Just as she headed towards the door, he grabbed her wrist.

“Listen, you better think of something or else I will.”

She hesitated before pulling her arm away and quickly leaving the room.

She stood outside her room-nervous. She had the excuse she was going to use on the tip of her tongue but she wasn’t sure how he was gonna take it. His reactions always varied.

Just as she reached for the doorknob, her room door opened and someone grabbed her arm–dragging her inside.

“Wha–” she nearly yelled but Gojo clamped his hand around her mouth.

“Shh.” he said as he silently closed the door behind her.

She glared at him, speaking through his hand, “Are you crazy? My Dad could’ve seen you.”

Her Dad had just been making his way up the stairs.

He dropped his hand, “You were taking too long. How many goddamn dishes were they?”

In truth, she had taken a while on purpose.

“A lot.” she mumbled.

He squinted-doubtfully-while watching her cross the room to her desk.

He folded his arms, leaning against the door, “Did you think of something?”

She avoided looking at him, “I seriously have work to do, Satoru..”

He uncrossed his arms, letting them drop to his sides, “I knew you were gonna say that.”

“What the hell..” she muttered, while looking at her open notebook before her. All of the questions she had to work on were already filled in. She flipped the page to see he had answered the rest of the questions as well.

She nearly jumped when she felt his arms slip around her, “Happy birthday.” he teased.

She blinked-in shock. She racked her brain for an excuse. Anything–something—

His arms squeezed around her tighter, pulling her further into his chest. He nuzzled his face into her hair, “My plan.” he murmured, possessively.

Gojo glanced over at her before tugging at her hand in his.

He pulled her into a hug, “You look so damn cute.”

She closed her eyes, merely letting herself get crushed before ducking to pull herself out of his grasp.

“You’re just saying that because I’m in your sweater.”

They had waited until her Dad retreated into his room before leaving through the window. As they waited, Gojo had wanted to pick out her outfit. She refused-instead she decided to wear black cargo pants and a graphic tee she had lying around.

He’d insisted that she wear his half-zip pullover on top because it might be ‘cold’ but in reality he just wanted to fulfill his fantasy of his girl wearing his clothes.

She stopped short, staring at the matte black McLaren P1 parked on the street. She resisted the urge to let her mouth fall open.

She turned around, “I want to go home.”

In truth, she didn’t want to be outside in the first place. She didn’t like the idea of sneaking out, especially with her Dad home but Gojo hadn’t stopped nagging. So instead the argument boiled down to making the trip super quick. He promised she’d be back in her room in a ‘jiffy’.

He grabbed her shoulders, “What happened?”

She couldn’t stand it. Him casually driving a $2 million car. It was downright obnoxious. She hated that she knew such details but it couldn’t be helped. She had a car phase back in middle school.

She glared up at him, “Did you do this on purpose?” she asked, without a second thought.

“What are you talking about?” he asked, sounding genuine-for once.

Her annoyance got the best of her as she spat, “Is this why you wanted to go out this bad? So you can show off.”

He raised a white brow, “Show off? Show off what?”

She eyed him, warily. There’s no way he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. He’s the school’s biggest flexer and he knows it.

She stared at his clueless expression with growing doubt. Does he really not know? Is driving luxury cars that much of a normal occurrence for him? How infuriating.

She looked away from him while responding flatly, “The car.”

He glanced over at the car before looking back at her. His expression blank. He repeated the action with a furrowed brow before finally drawing the connection.

He started to laugh, brightly, “What—No, no. I take the McLaren out sometimes since my Dad’s barely around to use it. It’s not mine.”

She stared at him in dubious shock. He’d said the words so casually it was maddening. Even the airiness of his laugh sounded rich.

She wanted to scoff. As if ownership is the concern. Did he not realize the price of that car could change the entirety of someone’s life? A person could go from homeless to having enough money leftover to leave to their children. She’d be set for life with that kind of money—she’d never have to rely on her Dad again.

“I want to go home.” she murmured. She didn’t think she could step in that car without feeling sick.

His hand came up to her throat and she was forced to look up at him. Her eyes went wide.

His cool, turquoise eyes scanned her face, “It’s my plan, remember?”

She swallowed, before nodding silently. His hand felt cold on her neck. She wondered if he could feel her pulse.

“Stop worrying.” His hand slid to her jaw, his thumb grazing over her bottom lip, “You’ll be home in no time.”

She stared up at him. Her heartbeat going off at a flimsy rate as she realized there was no getting out of this one. Something about his tone made it clear.

She jolted when his lips suddenly met hers. His lips were delicate—prompting. Light, short kisses that were followed up with another. His hand on her jaw drawing her closer.

The kiss felt like a reminder. A reminder that this was still his way, his rules.

She covered her face in her hands, despite the car windows being tinted already.

She hated the attention.

She knew it was coming-she anticipated it a mile away. There was no way people were going to ignore a car like this at an ice cream parlor.

She already recognized half of the people here from school. It was the local ice cream spot that everyone went to. She was grateful Gojo respected her rule of wanting to keep their ‘relationship’ private because she was certain she’d crumble to dust if she had to step out of the car with that many eyes on her.

And yet, Gojo did it with ease.

She kept her hands over her face when the door of McLaren opened upwards in its obnoxious fashion. She didn’t need to look to know several people were staring at Gojo slip into the car.

She felt something hard poke at the top of her head, “Kitten.”

She raised her head to see him lower a soft serve ice cream cone in front of her. Apparently, that was something she was required to get.

She took it, “Thank you.”

A short laugh left him and she glanced over to see him sitting comfortably in his seat, arm resting on the ledge of the car door. A subtle grin on his lips as he stared at her.

“Is being seen with me that much of a problem?”

She tensed, her grip on the cone tightening as she tried to come up with a safe answer. Her mind drew a complete blank—betraying her.

Her heart beat skyrocketed when she suddenly felt Gojo’s large hand on her thigh. He squeezed.

A soft sigh left his lips and she couldn’t resist glancing his way. She tried to keep the fear off of her face only to freeze when she was met with a rather fond expression on his countenance.

His thumb caressed her thigh, “You’re shyness just makes me want to mess you up more, y’know.”

She was rooted in spot when he leaned over to place a light kiss on the corner of her lip.

He leaned back in his seat, “Go on,” he urged, faint amusement laced in his tone as he gestured towards her cone, “Eat.”

She complied, licking up the side of the soft serve. It was delicious. She couldn’t remember the last time she had it.

“How is it.” he asked, his voice oddly tight.

She licked her lips, before glancing over at him. For once his eyes were dark, nearly black. A thinly amused smile rested on his lips. She couldn’t understand his expression. She stared between his eyes, her heartbeat racing when she realized he looked.. almost.. hungry.

“It’s.. good.” she murmured.

His hand on her thigh squeezed again, making her jolt subtly.

Suddenly his face was in her neck, a breathy sound leaving his lips as his hands slipped underneath her shirt. One hand slid around her back, pulling her close to him by slipping around the curve of her waist. His other hand crept up her stomach before cupping her tits over her bra—squeezing tight.

“I can’t take it,” he nipped at her neck, “You’re gonna look so pretty giving me head.”

Her eyes widened—belatedly clocking why Gojo insisted she get the soft-serve ice cream.

She writhed underneath his hands at her tits, “Ungh—“ she shoved him away with her free hand, “You’re such a pervert.”

A dry laugh escaped him as he leaned back in his seat, running his hands over his face. Her breath stopped short when she saw the outline of something protruding in his sweatpants as he shifted in his seat.

He lowered his hands, his eyes glittering as he faced her. His head still against the headrest, “Only for you.”

“That… doesn’t make it any better.”

A smirk lit his face before his hand suddenly wrapped around her neck. She froze.

“It’s your fault. If you didn’t make my dick hard the second we met, maybe I wouldn’t be like this.”

His fingers began to caress her neck, his eyes sharp-yet endearing somehow. She felt like a flighty dove being petted by its owner-while the owner decided to kill it or not.

“You’re everything I’m not. No one knows a damn thing about you. You barely talk—in fact, you go out of your way to avoid people,” he laughed slightly, “The one friend you got, you made on the bus.”

“You're not involved in sports or clubs—not even a internship or volunteering. You’re somehow on every teacher's good side,” he smirked a bit, “That’s impossible for me.” She didn’t doubt it, Mrs. Finch was living proof.

“You don’t party, drink or smoke,” he shook his head, “You can’t imagine my surprise when your name was called first during ranking.”

His blue eyes shimmered in the dark, “A girl I didn’t even know exists. A quiet ace. Too reserved for her own good.” The words felt almost mocking.

His fingers tightened around her neck, “I was so mad I never noticed you before.”

He chuckled slightly, “Suguru didn’t get it. He didn’t get why I had to know you,“ The corner of his lip tugged upwards, “Why I wanted to peel back every layer of you and figure you out.”

“But I.. I had to understand how someone like you exists. There’s no way someone that smart wouldn’t show it off. There’s no way you’re first in rank with no extracurriculars either, but—you're just that good aren’t you?”

His face was close to hers now, “Have you ever gotten anything below a 95 in your life?”

She wasn’t breathing. It was true. She hadn’t—she wanted to say she was naturally gifted at school. And maybe she was to some extent, but without fail-she always tried on her assignments. No matter how hopeless, depressed and alone she felt. Completing her assignments and getting good grades was the only validation she got. The only validation that felt just.

She happened to get close to teachers because of it. Teachers always respected her intellect, despite her introvertedness.

“It would’ve been easier if I was mad at you,” he mused, a faint smile on his lips, “Suguru thought I was—he thought I felt one upped by you. And I guess I did.. for a bit.”

He chuckled, “Ego is such a fickle thing.. You don’t know how much you bruised mine when you didn’t even speak to me when I first approached you.”

His smile widened, “No one’s ever treated me like that. Even people who don’t like me still spare me a word, at least.”

His hand around her throat drew her closer, “You looked at me like I was nothing.”

A dark smile spread across his lips, “And now I’m gonna become your everything.”

Just as he lowered his lips for a kiss, she wrenched out of his grasp. Her back partly against her seat and the car door as she breathed raggedly. She felt drops of ice-cream slip past her fingers and make puddles on the floor.

She closed her eyes, trembling so bad that she didn’t even want to look at him.

“Ara,” his voice felt distant to her ears, “Araa, did I scare you?”

She flinched when she felt his knuckles graze her cheek, immediately facing the other way before freezing when she realized she wasn’t supposed to act like this. She was supposed to act like she was afraid of falling in love with him.

But how could she? How could she act when he’d completely ruined her just for the sake of his ego. She felt sick—absolutely sick. She wanted to be anywhere else but in the car with him. Home or miles and miles away. Anywhere but here.

“Ara,” his voice was soft, closer, “I’m sorry, kitten, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She flinched once more when she felt his hand run down the crown of her head to her nape, smoothing down her hair.

“I just meant that you’re mine.” his tone was low, assuring. “You were always mine. The rankings just helped me find you.”

His fingers tightened around her nape slightly, “I take care of what’s mine.”

Her exhale came out staggered as she tried not to cry. Her trembling body straightened slightly as she opened her eyes to face him. She knew her eyes were watery.

His eyes were cool, a calm ocean-blue as he assessed her.

“I know.” she murmured, through wobbly lips. Carefully slipping her mask on in silence.

She thought she saw something flicker in his eyes, “Yeah?”

She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut as he drew her closer to him—letting him kiss her. The kiss wasn’t kind. She knew he was tasting her-tasting the ice cream on her lips-her mouth-as he kissed her. His hand on her nape held her firmly as he tilted his head to kiss her more.

The kiss felt like a claim; a claim that seeped further into her skin the longer he held her lips captive. She had a sickening feeling that she was signing her life away.

She knew what was going to happen when they got home. And it was confirmed when he stopped by the convenience store on the way back.

She didn’t need to look in the bag to know he’d gotten condoms. He got her a lollipop, one for himself as well—as if they needed more sweets after all the ice cream they ate.

The second they made it through the window, his eyes were on her—the hunger in them palpable.

She swallowed, stepping backwards slowly, “You're staying the night?” she asked, despite already knowing the answer.

It took him two strides to stand in front of her, he grasped her chin, “Of course, baby.”

His crystalline eyes scanned her face before he bent over to give her a kiss. Just as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, she drew her face back.

“I’m gonna use the bathroom.” she didn’t know why she was whispering but it couldn’t be helped.

He stared at her for a moment before releasing her chin. “ ‘Kay, kitten.”

She quickly entered the bathroom attached to her room and locked the door. The second she was alone, she teared up. She wished she could stay in the bathroom forever. What would he do if she did? Would he break in the bathroom door? Would the sound of that awaken her Father?

She shivered, hugging herself tight as she hunched over the sink. She felt like she was going to throw up.

Her hands went to the countertop’s edge, her fingers tightening around its sides as she forced herself to breathe. She couldn’t afford to break down just yet. Gojo was waiting in the room for her and who knows what he would do if she took too long.

She closed her eyes, wanting to scream. She knew what she didn’t want to do but she knew what she had to do.

“It’s just an act,” she whispered to herself, her voice cracking, “Just an act.”

Her body gradually went from trembling to stiller than stone as she convinced herself-convinced herself that she could do this. Despite every nerve ending in her body telling her to run as far away as possible.

She didn’t dare look in the mirror before her; she knew one look into her own eyes would make her lose all resolve. Instead, she straightened and stepped out of the bathroom.

She glanced around her dark room. The moonlight streaming through her open curtains being the only source of light within the darkness. Her eyes landed on Gojo.

He was laying down on her bed, shirtless, lollipop in his mouth. Bright blue eyes already on hers.

A light smile graced his features as he pulled out the empty lollipop stick from his mouth and tossed it somewhere on the floor. He sat up, his cool eyes looking her up and down before patting the space on the bed in front of him.

She hesitated before walking stiffly towards him. Her resolve slowly slipping away with each step. Every signal in her body told her to walk the opposite direction.

When she was two steps away from the spot of the bed he’d gestured towards, he reached out to her. His hands slipped around her waist—pulling her in between his legs on the edge of the bed.

“Are you trying to tease me by walking slow?” he nearly whined.

He ran his hands along her sides before tugging his sweater off of her. His eyes never left hers as he tugged off her shirt next. She did her best to refrain from trembling.

His eyes widened in appreciation at her lacey white padded bra.

He bit his lower lip before bending over to pull down her pants. She jolted when his hands went to the back of her knees and calves, maneuvering her legs to step out of her pants.

He leaned back then, his eyes looking up and down her body before letting out a low groan. His hands on her hips squeezing needily.

“Fuck, so pretty.”

His index fingers hooked into her panties on either side of her hips—bunching up her panties before tugging upwards. She gasped, nearly falling forward as her panties rubbed against her clit.

Her hands went to his thighs to keep from falling and he smirked.

“These are mine.” he murmured into her ear before bending over to pull her panties down. She shivered when she felt his temple graze her hip as he maneuvered her legs again to get her to step out of her panties. He lightly bit her hip before sitting up straight.

He slipped her panties into his sweatpant pockets, a shameless grin on his face. She flushed.

His hands slipped around her ass, drawing her closer between his legs until she felt the tip of his cock against her navel through his sweats. She gasped when his large hands squeezed her ass cheeks while nipping at her neck.

His lips and teeth were insistent along her neck and shoulder—she knew there would be marks. The hickeys from their first time still hadn’t completely healed.

Suddenly his hands were at her tits, squeezing heartily while he marked the skin between her collarbones. She winced.

He withdrew slightly, squeezing her tits once more, “Fuck, baby, this bra is so cute. Makes you look so pretty. Gonna buy you one in every color.”

He squeezed her tits hard and she trembled slightly.

“G-Satoru-please.” she whispered.

“Please what, kitten.” he murmured before reaching around her to easily unclip her bra.

“Y-you hold me so tight.”

She felt his cock twitch against her belly. He cupped her bare tits, his thumbs running over her areolas before squeezing her tits in the entirety of his palms.

He groaned, “Cause these tits are mine, baby.”

Suddenly his arm slipped around her ass and she was flipped onto the bed, her back to the sheets. He lay atop her, his mouth on her tits.

His tongue lapped up her areola, the tip of his tongue flicking at its center to make her nipples harden. Once her nipple hardened against his tongue, she felt his hard cock twitch against her lower belly. His hips bucking into her as he fondled her unattended tit in his palm.

He sucked her nipples, hard—repeatedly swirling his tongue around it at first before sucking her tits like he could actually get some breast milk. He pulled away slightly, staring at her perky, puffy nipples with a satisfied gleam in his eyes before lowering his head to leave a dark hickeys on the side of her breasts. His clothed cock grinding against her spread legs all the while.

She whimpered as he began to give the same attention to her other tit--now palming the one that was covered in love bites.

His tongue flicked her nipple in his mouth before groaning. He withdrew slightly to look up at her and mutter-a string of saliva attached to his lip, “Could suck these tits forever.”

She couldn’t deny the feeling him playing with her tits elicited. It made something in her grow hot-hot enough to make her squirm. But due to being completely surrounded by Gojo’s huge body she couldn’t move as much as she would’ve liked.

She grit her teeth, unable to hold back a low moan as he moved the flat of his tongue over her hard nipple-flicking at it with the tip of his tongue. Her back arched, putting more of her tit in his mouth before she slipped her fingers through his white hair and pulled him back. She couldn’t take it.

His blue eyes were immediately on her, searching her face closely. She trembled slightly before deciding to distract him by pulling his face up to kiss her. He eagerly complied.

His lips crashed into hers, tongue viciously sweeping her mouth. He was hungry.

The pace of his grinding picked up a thousandfold, almost as if he were trying to fuck her through his sweats. His cock was so stiff, she couldn’t help but whimper in his mouth as he kissed her.

He drew his head back slightly to bite at her bottom lip. She felt his large hand slide down her shoulder, past her collarbones, over her tits, her stomach before coming to a stop at her entrance. His fingertips touched her pussy lips.

He broke the kiss to watch her expression as he slipped his fingers into her—only to end up groaning himself.

His head dropped as he began to pump his middle and ring finger in and out of her slowly, “So fuckin’ wet.”

She whimpered as his fingers continued to pump into her—the feeling making her twist underneath him.

As she began to writhe, his face somehow came before hers, “Does it feel good, baby.”

Her eyes widened, her face immediately heating up. She would die before admitting anything he did felt good—even if it unfortunately did. It felt so much better to be touched by someone else than herself.

Why’d it have to be him making me feel like this?

Suddenly the pace of his fingers picked up drastically and she cried out. Her insides instinctively tightening around his fingers.

"S-satoru! Unghh-ah!-oh my-nnnghh!" she mewled.

“There you go,” he muttered as she began to moan and whine at each rough fingerfuck. He dipped his fingers knuckle deep within her, his pace insistent.

He perused her writhing figure beneath him, his firm form keeping her in place. Her tits swung upwards with each forceful shove of his fingers. He flushed, his cerulean blue eyes locked in on her face as a subtle smirk bloomed along his lips.

“I wish you could see yourself right now.” his voice husky, “You look so fuckin’ good.”

Her walls clamped around his fingers and his smirk widened. He dropped a light kiss on her lips, “Want you to cum, kitten.”

His fingers managed to move faster within her. She yelped, her back arching as she pushed at his shoulders. He didn’t budge.

“Please-no-nnghh–ah!-uh-”

“Wanna see the pretty face you make when you cum all over my fingers.” he spoke into her temple.

“N-no!” she gasped out when she felt it—horror consuming her when her body seemed to respond to his words, his pace. Her insides grew hot, hot in that way that felt torturously good.

His hand clamped her over lips when she screamed in betrayal. Her body writhed uncontrollably as waves after waves of pleasure rolled over her, making her shake around his ruthless fingers.

“Fuck, so hot.” he gritted out-his eyes never leaving her face. He kept up his pace until her shakiness subsided.

“Such a good girl.. gave me what I want so fast,” His smirk reappeared, “You like my fingers that much?”

She frowned-her voice hoarse as she responded instinctively, “N-no.”

Suddenly his thumb pressed against her puffy clit, making her jump. He began to rub her clit at a perfect pressure.

“Ah!-Goj-nnghh-no! Fuck-” she moaned, unable to stop herself.

“Liar.” he grinned.

She grit her teeth, hating the control he had on her body with every part of her being. She attempted to squeeze her thighs together-to end his ministrations but it was useless. His firm waist planted between her legs left her with no control. She couldn’t ignore his hard length poking at her inner thigh, it was as if it were demanding her attention.

Suddenly he leaned back-lifting his fingers to his lips to taste her juices. The sight was filthy and intoxicating.

“Mm-Fuck, taste so good, kitten.” he muttered, before lowering himself. He wrapped his hands around her thighs and immediately placed his mouth over her clit.

She jerked forward, gasping-but his hold on her thighs kept her legs wide open.

“Gojo!” she cried out through gritted teeth. He sucked along her clit and entrance with such diligence—as if he were starving.

“Nngh—P-please-haah-” she wanted to beg him to stop but it seemed to have the opposite effect. His hands tightened around her thighs as he dug his face deeper between her legs.

The feeling was so unexpected she couldn’t help but whine in desperation. Moans slipped out of her as his tongue expertly licked her cunt. It was overwhelming.

He lapped up her clit, making her jolt. The flat of his tongue rubbed against her tense nub-making her all too sensitive. She couldn’t take it.

“S-Satoru, stop! St-unghhh-ah-nngh! Please-please.”

He sucked her clit deliriously-as if he couldn’t get enough. His tongue powering past her rowdy hips and her futile attempts to shove his head away. His arms around her thighs forced her hips down and apart. His tongue swirled endlessly around her puffy clit-the tip of his tongue pressing and sucking right where she needed it most.

Her mewls went silent as she spasmed, cumming harder than ever. She felt like she was floating. Her body bucked as she bit her lower lip-hard-to hide the obnoxious moans on the cusp of her lips. Her body felt like it had been caught on fire-in the best way possible.

When he removed his lips from her cunt, she stared up at the ceiling-refusing to let herself wallow in the self-hatred threatening to consume her. Why am I enjoying this?

She winced when she felt his fingers slip into her cunt again. She was so wet and gummy inside that the action made a subtle lewd sound. He groaned, pumping his fingers into her lazily, “Fuck-so wet-so ready for me.”

He slipped his fingers out before climbing atop her to press a passionate kiss to her lips. He kissed her so hard she was pressed deeper into the bed. His tongue tangling with hers, kissing her roughly as if trying to consume her.

He broke the kiss, “You taste yourself, hm? Did you taste how sweet your pretty cunt is?”

He spread her legs apart, “Gonna use this sweet lil cunt as many times I want.”

She shivered as she watched him look her up and down with such obvious hunger. Her legs instinctively drew closer but he shoved them apart.

Her eyes widened in horror to see that he was already naked. Condom already on his cock.

Before she could even react, his hand slid around her neck. His grip tight around her throat as he thrust his full length into her.

She couldn't even scream, her back naturally arching as her cunt was forced to adjust to him. It didn't matter how wet she was, his cock always pried her apart. Her breath was stuck in her throat as she squeezed her eyes shut, teeth grit together in pain. The action had been so rough, she couldn’t handle it.

Suddenly his hand on her throat slid to her jaw, forcing her to face him above her.

“Look at me, kitten. Look at what I do to you.”

She wanted to sob-a weak sound leaving her lips as his hand around her jaw tightened.

“Ara..” he murmured into her temple so breathlessly-so needily-as if she were his most desired prayer. As if he'd die without her.

She whimpered, her cunt inadvertently squeezing around him. His breath caught and she knew she was doomed.

His fingers clasped around her throat while his other hand gripped the softest part of her hip, before fucking her like a ragdoll.

She didn’t know how the bed didn’t fall apart, she felt like her insides were. She was so loud-her throat was sore from how loud she was. His hand over her mouth was the only thing saving her dignity.

She felt like she could feel every veiny ridge of his cock, burning into her insides with each rough fuck. He made sure her cunt took all of him in-no matter how tight the fit was. It felt impossible to get used to.

“Ara.. oh, Ara..” he breathed huskily into her neck, “F-fuck,” his hand tightened over her mouth as he continued to fuck the daylight out of her.

The sounds of their lewd sex filled the air. She couldn’t breathe. Tears slipped down the sides of her face. Her throat scratchy.

“Feel so good, baby, fuck,” he babbled, “You get me so hard-haah-Wanna hear all those cute lil sounds you’re makin’—fuck-so perfect, perfect fuckin’ pussy.”

His cock pistoned into her relentlessly. She wasn’t sure she had a single coherent thought left in her brain.

And suddenly, his breath hitched and she swore his cock grew stiffer. His hips stuttered before slamming into her completely, forcing her hips to rise as he buried his cock deep.

Panic swarmed into her at the thought of him having no condom but she remembered, she’d seen it on his cock before he entered her. She shivered when she felt something warmer than her insides pour into her, though it felt much more subdued compared to when he’d dumped loads of his cum in her before.

She shivered when his cock continued to twitch. His hands gripped her hips tight as he continued to push her body up to lodge his cock deeper, as if wanting her to feel every single part of him.

She let out a low, staggered cry at the sensation of feeling so full. Her back arched, her tits pressing into his chest as his cock rocked into her.

He groaned desperately, his face pressing into the side of hers. She was sure his grip on her hips was bound to leave marks.

Finally, his cock stopped twitching and she heard him sigh.

He cupped one of her tits, caressing her, “You make me feel so good, kitten.”

She shivered when she felt him lightly kiss her jaw, then nip at her throat. She knew there were bound to be marks left later.

She shifted slightly underneath him, he was still inside of her. He was still hard.

Her voice came out quiet and scratchy-almost fearful, “I-I’m tired, Satoru.”

His lips over her collarbone paused their ministrations. She felt her pulse skyrocket at his silence.

Suddenly his face appeared before hers, the tips of his platinum hair touching her forehead as his blue eyes scanned her face.

“Don’t be selfish now, Ara,” his voice was gravelly yet soft as he lowered himself to kiss her. The kiss was gentle, probing-she felt his cock twitch.

“We’re just getting started.”

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melobin · 4 months

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morning afters with wonbin where you both just wake up naked and the sunlight just streams thru the curtains is my dream😭 and just staring at his sleeping beauty before giving him a quick kiss as he wakes up😀 and to just have a hot morning after make out with him is my dream thank you very much for hearing me

lord .. he’d look so pretty under the sunlight, the au it would shine over his skin and light up all of the marks you left on him the night before. he’d love being woken up with little kisses .. melts into the kiss so quickly and pulls you into him. the soft kiss growing more intense with his hand sliding down your back to squeeze your ass .. need

#✧ melody answers #✧ anon #✧ hard hours ✧

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rinnelovebot · 10 months

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hi hi marchie! how are you?

ur inbox is open, right? ^^ may we get some hiiro sleep hcs? i luv how u write for hiiro and i'm going thru a hiiro brainrot phase bcs of his anniv card 😭 ty in advance !!

A/N: hi anon! I’m well. enjoying my time off. also yeah his anni cards are always really cute. according to mayoi, hiiro seems the type to “wake up at the slightest disturbance”, howeeever I like to think he’s a pretty sound sleeper. in the rbs tell me if yall think he’s a snore mimi kind of guy or a honk shoo kind of guy

*ೃ༄ hiiro amagi sleep hc’s

⤷ He seldom wakes up in the middle of the night; once he’s out, he’s out, and he tends to stay in the same position throughout the night, efficiently making him akin to, well, a rock — basically, he sleeps like the dead. Usually, you take extra care to make sure that you’re cuddled up in a comfortable position before he falls asleep, because once his eyelids have shut, it will be incredibly difficult to shift around in his embrace. Hiiro insists that he doesn’t mind being woken up by you if you need him to move around.

⤷ Although Hiiro doesn’t mind staying up a bit for your sake, he prefers to go to bed early. He values his rest and yours, so he’ll often gently nudge you to come to bed with him around 10-11pm — even if you don’t actually sleep, he’d still like you to come cuddle and wind down with him; after all, with his occupation, the two of you don’t get to spend an extended period of time together throughout the day, so the nighttime is when he likes to make up for that.

⤷ Spooning you is his go-to; being the big spoon makes him feel like he’s protecting you in some way, keeping you safe as you rest. His arms lock around your waist, and his chest presses against your back. More calming than his embrace, is the feeling of the rise and fall of his chest against you as his breathing slows down. Despite his preference for being your big spoon, he doesn’t mind being on the other end whatsoever. As long as he can have you close, he’s pretty flexible.

⤷ Hiiro tends to mumble in his sleep. Most of the time, it’s unintelligible, but there are a few times where you can make out your name, or a string of random words — perhaps related to a dream he’s having? It’s not loud enough to disturb you if you’re asleep, only loud enough to amuse you as you lie awake at his side. Other than his mumbles, he’ll sometimes sigh or groan quietly into your ear. If you happen to make any noise while the two of you are sleeping, he’s a heavy enough sleeper to not mind.

⤷ Upon waking up in the morning, Hiiro can’t hold back the wide, sleepy grin that slowly dances across his lips. Good morning kisses are abundant, and his warm lips wander across your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, lips — anywhere he can. Of course, he takes great care in making sure he doesn’t rouse his sleeping partner, but when you’re next to him like this, pale sunlight illuminating your face through the curtains, how could he not kiss you? As your eyes flutter open, meeting his gaze with a smile of your own, he can tell that you don’t mind.

#marchie scribbles #esworks #enstars #ensemble stars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #hiiro amagi #hiiro amagi x reader

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pebbleswritessometimes · 1 year

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Helloooooo, are you still taking prompts? If so could you do a super fluffy larrisa x reader, where reader serenades Riasa? I've got "i just called to say i love you" stuck in my head. Like super fluffy piece of saying i love you for the first time thru a song. :)

If you're not taking prompts then it's cool and thank you for all the fics you've written so far. You're a queen. :)

I Love You

This is absolutely horrendous writing on my part, but its been a while and I’m only just getting back into the groove of things. Thanks for being patient ✨ my writing will get better :) I’ll always take critique and advice on how to improve.

Warnings:none

Words: 796

Having previously stayed the night, the gentle kiss Larissa placed upon your forehead had let you know that she was headed out for work. With the sound of her heels fading and the front door closing, you sat up. Allowing the soft rays of sun that were reaching out through the curtains dance over you. You had things to get done! Turning on a speaker and playing a few love songs, you began your morning.

“Oh, yeah. Y/N don’t forget the flowers,” you reminded yourself. Tossing a bag over your shoulder, quickly skipping out the door.

“Takeout, dessert, and..what am I forgetting?” biting your cheek in thought. Figuring that it’d pop up later down the line, you continued on into the shoppes. You spent what felt like ages looking at each small bouquet. It was a small detail for the table, sure, but you want it to be perfect. Telling the woman you love that you love her for the first time? That’s an important memory, and the world would be damned if it was anything less than worthy of Larissa.

“Okay, flowers..done. Dessert and dinner..check!” Crossing each item off the list. “Okay! I think that’s everything! Now I can-“ interrupted by the sudden buzzing in your coat pocket.

“Rissa, how are you doing today, Sweetheart?”

You listened to her rant about the trouble a new transfer student was causing and you even made up stories of what you had done all day.

Scrolling through the numerous notifications in your phone, one stood out, “REMINDER: pick up order from the jewelers.”

Nearly dropping the flowers in a rush, you spun around and bolted towards the shoppes again. Larissa would be home soon and you hadn’t set up a single thing yet.

Rushing home as fast as you could, nearly breaking down the door on your way in. Setting the table, placing the flowers in a vase, and pushing the furniture in the living room to the walls. You couldn’t help the constant fiddling of your hands as you looked around the room. Wondering if it was as good of an idea as you thought it was, the nerves began to strike you. The rhythmic knocking on the door bringing you out of your anxious trance.

Meeting Larissa’s eyes the moment you opened the door, you couldn’t help but fall in love with her all over again. “Are you gonna let me in, dear?” Larissa chuckled. “Oh! Oh yeah!! Come in come in,” taking her hand in yours, you took her bag and coat. “Wait here while I put these up,” you told her as you hung up her regal coat. Swiftly pulling the bracelet from your pocket, you wrapped it around her pale wrist. “Welcome home, Sweetheart,” you spoke gently, taking her hand. Her confusion mixed with love was evident. Guiding her to the dining table, you two enjoyed your meals. She was completely in awe over the flowers, and it made the time you spent looking at each petal worth it.

“This was so sweet, baby. What’d I do to deserve you,” offering a small smile in return to her, you began to twirl your fingers again. She noticed how nervous you were and quickly, she was up and started making her way to your side. “What’s wrong, dear?”

“Nothing, everything’s perfect,” grabbing your phone and pressing play on the song you had lined up. Hearing the music begin to play throughout the living room, “what’s that?“ she inquired. Holding out your hand for her to take, you walked her to the living room. Immediately asking why the furniture was pushed out, you responded by yanking her towards you. “What are you doing, silly,”

“Shush, dance with me,” counting in your head. 1, 2, 3, 4. Trying to steady your breathing and the beating of your heart. Forwards, side, back, side, and forwards again. Her arm is wrapped around your torso as you two sway. Cleaning your throat, you do what you’ve been nervous to do all day. Say, “I love you,” and now you’re gonna do it with a song. You’ve been practicing in your head all day.

“Oh gosh, okay here I go,” trying to conceal your nerves. Larissa watching you intently.

“I just called to say, I love you,” spinning her once. “I just called to say, how much I care,” pulling her in closer. “I doooo,” chuckling at your shaky voice. God, she was gorgeous.

You’re chuckle was cut off by another voice, “I mean it from the bottom of my heart. Oh, I just called to say, I love you,” tears welling in her eyes, she took your face in her hands. Pulling you towards her into a kiss that you swore was something that only gods could have inspired.

#gwendoline christie #larissa weems #principal larissa weems #principal weems #wednesday weems #larissa x reader #weems #IM SORRY THIS SUCKS #SOME WORDS ARE REPETITIVE IM SORRY #MWAH

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fuyuu-chan · 10 months

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A Dream That I Hope It's Real

Genre: Fluff at the start & Angst at the end

TW: I will hit you where it hurts lol

fuyuu-chan: Sorry for not posting in a while :( ... But I hope you will Enjoy this Imagine! :) ... This is also not Proofread hehe ... You can also Imagine this on whoever characters you like <3 (This is also my first time writing an angst so I hope you like it!)

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After watching the sunrise, you head to the restaurant near the beach and ate breakfast there together, you both talk to each other while eating, talking about work, life, and hobbies.

~IMAGINE~

You and Him planned to spend a whole day and just have a fun time together, you were so excited to see him.

He picked you up from your house and head to the nearby beach to see the sunrise together and take a walk together there side by side while holding hands together with him.

When you both are done eating breakfast, he decided to bring you in a park, you both walk, talk, and took some pictures, after that he recommend that you both should ride a bike together and maybe after that ride some boat in the lake that is also in the park

After all the things you both have done in the morning, you both go to the mall and eat some lunch there, after that you both shopped for a while and the both of you go to an amusement park that is very near to the mall, and that you can just walk to get there.

You both go to some rides and buy some stuff there and eat some snacks, that's where the both of you spend the rest of your afternoon at.

After all of that you both decided to get some food from some drive thru at some restaurant, and after that he parked the car at where you both can watch the sunset together.

He sets some picnic blanket and you both sat there to eat dinner while watching the sunset at the best view.

After a while of talking under the moonlight, you both called it a day, and right now you are both in the car listening to some songs while he was driving you back to your house.

As you both have arrived at your house, you don't wanna leave but you know you have to go, so you thanked him for driving you back home and as you get up to go exit the car, he grabbed your wrist and kissed you in your forehead, you blushed a bit for the sudden affection he gave, but you smiled at him softly and bid him good night.

As you are now standing outside of his car you waved him goodbye but as you do that, you felt warm and it feels like the sun is shining at you.

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow upon the room, you slowly opened your eyes.

You blinked a few times and you rise from your bed to sit.

You rethink of what happened..... Oh..... So it was just a dream huh? You thought to yourself..... right of course it will be just a dream cause you've never been in a relationship before and he is not real, he was just your favorite character, he was just a fictional character that you loved so much.

But the realization brought tears to your eyes, your heart is aching, you felt some connection with him, even if only in your subconscious, but you loved him so much to the point you thought that he is real and you even dreamed about him.

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fuyuu-chan: I write this Imagine because I listened to this One Song and it inspired me to write this ... so yeaaa hahahaha ... I also didn't get to add the others in the tags because apparently it has limits 😔

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dabislilbaby · 1 year

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A Present Before Breakfast

Shoto x f!Reader

A/N: Birthday smut/fluff for my baby boy<3

Warnings⚠️: 18+, smut, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (m receiving), swallowing, praise kink, scratching, hickeys, slight begging, teeny bit of dacryphilia, established relationship, mentions of marriage, Shoto being a bit handsy lol

Word Count: 2.3k

@electricnovaa @haru-x-ren @juslili

As you began to open your eyes, squinting from the sunlight that peaked thru the curtains, you heard the quiet snores of your boyfriend next to you. He had one arm wrapped tight around your waist, and the other under your head. His face was buried in the nape of your neck and you could feel his steady breathing. You turned to face him, still in his arms. You put a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, and his cheek before doing the same on his lips. His eyes fluttered open and gorgeous mismatched irises found yours. You smiled at him. "Good morning pretty boy, happy birthday." He returned your smile. "Good morning baby." He whispered, kissing your forehead.

"i've got lots of gifts for you after breakfast." you said as you moved a small piece of hair out of his face. "You didn't need to get me anything, love." He buried his face in your neck and wrapped both arms around your waist, pulling you to lay on top of him. "There's only one thing I really want." His hold tightened as he kissed the skin on your shoulder. "I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to." You giggled, moving your legs to straddle his waist and your arms to rest on the pillow beside his head. "hm, you spoil me too much." He moved his arm to take a handful of your butt, squeezing it a little. "Can I get this present before breakfast tho?"

You giggled. "As you wish, birthday boy." Your lips met his, smiling into the kiss as his hands trailed your spine. It was gentle at first, but it only took him a few seconds to get a little hungrier. Your bottom lip caught in his teeth and he pulled on it, making you whimper quietly. You felt his length between your legs twitch, and you were glad that you both fell asleep naked after last night. You grinded against him slowly, leaving little bite marks on his neck. He groaned and gripped onto the doughy skin around your hips, forcing your movements. His shaft slid in between your folds, coating himself in the slick as he let out a small growl. You left more marks around his chest and collarbone, following to his stomach as you scooted yourself to lay between his legs. You peered up at him thru your pretty lashes, flashing him with innocent doe eyes when you put a gentle kiss on his tip. The red on his face was unmistakable as he watched you intently. He cupped your cheek and rubbed it softly with his thumb. "So pretty, baby." His hand moved to lift your chin and run his thumb along your bottom lip, parting them. "My pretty girl." He smirked. You took his thumb into your mouth, sucking on it before it was pulled away. You smiled, nuzzling your face against his length. "All yours~" You whined.

You ran your tongue along the underside of his shaft, making sure to go nice and slow so he felt every pulse of the pink muscle. He gave a breathy moan when you closed your lips around him and sank yourself onto his throbbing dick. You took him in as far as you could, the feeling of him hitting the back of your throat making you clench around nothing. As you hollowed your cheeks, you saw him throw his head back into the pillow. Another moan escaped his lips. "ohh yes~" You swirled your tongue on his slit, tasting the pre cum that leaked out of him. He visibly shivered when you did this, moaning a little louder.

His fingers carded softly thru your hair as your slick, swollen lips brought him pleasure. He looked at you, dazed and eyes blown with lust while he watched his dick continuously disappear down your tight throat. And oh what a pretty sight it was, relishing the way you bobbed your head and massaged his balls all at the same time. You knew exactly what drove him crazy. Your tongue paid close attention to his pretty pink tip while you worked the base of his shaft with the other hand.

He felt himself getting close, lazily thrusting his hips up into your mouth while he ran his fingers thru your hair and gripped a handful of it. He throbbed against your tongue as he continued to bable praises. "Feels so good baby. fuck~ So good for me." He sucked in a sharp breath and you felt his release, the warm, sticky substance coating your throat. He held your head down on his length while he pumped more and more cum for you to swallow. You took every last drop before you sat up and straddled his hips once more. He reached between you and wrapped his hand around his shaft, sliding the tip between your folds again a few times until he slowly pushed himself into you. He groaned at the tight feeling and you let out a choked sob from the stretch.

He stilled inside you, too sensitive from just cumming but he didn't care. All he wanted to do was watch his pretty girl be filled to the brim by him. One hand held tight onto your waist while the other cupped the back of your neck, pulling you into another deep kiss. You moved your hips up slowly and slammed back down onto him, earning a whimper from your boyfriend. You repeated the action, keeping this harsh tempo for a few minutes and whining every time you felt him hit your cervix. Your face contorted as you struggled to hold back the cries of pleasure that threaten to escape. "Let me hear you baby ngh~ please." He begged, desperate for the pretty sounds you made for him.

After a particularly hard thrust from him, you decided to give him what he wanted and screamed out from the coil building in your stomach. Your legs got weak and started to shiver with every plunge onto his length. He was quick to wrap his arms around you completely and flip you onto your back, not missing a beat. He had your legs pushed towards your chest and your hands pinned beside your head with interlocked fingers. He rolled his hips into you, setting a slow rhythm while your breathy moans danced on his ear drums. He stared into your eyes as his languid strokes became unbearable. "P-please Sho~ I need more." You whined. The intimacy was making your head fuzzy and you lost all sense of self when he snapped his hips into you, getting a little erratic. He was hitting your sweet spot, determined to make you cum on his dick before he did so himself again. You hooked your ankles around his waist as he continued his brutal pace, showing you absolutely no mercy with each thrust. Every time he'd slam into you, you'd cry out, eyes brimming with tears from the rough pumps he gave you.

He let go of your hands to slide his arm under you back, arching it and bringing you closer to him while the other steadied himself in the mattress. You wrapped your arms around him, one hand dug nails into his back while the other ran fingers thru his soft, two-toned hair. He attacked your neck with his lips, leaving small purple bruises on the sensitive skin.

He moved his hips so his pelvis dragged against you clit with every thrust, doubling your pleasure. "ngh~ S-sho 'm close fuck-" You whimpered. He kissed your jaw right below your ear and whispered. "I know baby, just let go for me." He let out a throaty moan before he spoke again. "God, I love you so much y/n." and that was enough to send you to your climax. Your walls tightened and you screamed out a string of curses, legs shaking and eyes rolling back. He followed not far behind and stilled inside you, painting your walls white. His eyes squeezed shut while he emptied himself into you before his body relaxed.

Hey laid on top of you, breathing heavy in your ear while you both came down from the high. He kissed your neck softly, then your shoulder. As he lifted himself off of you, slowly pulling out of your heat, he watch his cum drip out of you and onto the bed. He couldn't have asked for a better gift then this. He smiled, staring at you with love in his eyes. "What?" you giggled. "Nothing darling, just my favorite thing to see in the morning." He winked, then kissed your cheek once more. "Let's go make breakfast."

As you plated the Dorayaki onto the pretty blue dish, Shoto came up and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing all over your cheek and neck. "Shoto! You're gonna make me drop the food!" You giggled. "Go sit down before you make a mess." You instructed, jabbing him in the stomach with your elbow. "Okay okay, I'm going!" He made sure to give your butt a nice smack as he walked away, watching it jiggle in your tight shorts before you turned your head to silently chastise him. "You could at least be useful and take the syrup and powdered sugar to the table."

"Yes ma'am." He replied with a smirk, opening the cabinet that was always out of your reach to grab the things you asked for.

You brought him the plate of sweet breakfast and a cup of his favorite coffee to set on the table in front of him. You didn't cook for him like this very often, but it was his birthday. His arm circled your legs while he gave a comforting squeeze to the back of your thigh. "Smells delicious baby." He complimented, kissing the exposed skin on your stomach that he could reach from his seated position. "You better behave yourself when we go to lunch later, I don't need your mother to witness how handsy you're being today." You playfully scolded. "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll behave." He said in a low, sultry tone as he squeezed your thigh again, a mischievous grin painting his lips. You scoffed, avoiding his gaze as if you weren't blushing.

As the two of you finished up breakfast, you began to bring him each present one by one. You lazily laid your arms over his shoulders, resting your chin atop his head while he opened them. You'd gotten him various things. An expensive watch he'd been eyeballing at the mall every time you'd go together, and a matching chain to go with. A turtle neck sweater in his favorite shade of off white that was just the right amount of soft. And lastly, a set of black chopsticks with his name engraved in gold to go along with his favorite gift. A year of free soba from his favorite restaurant in the city.

After each and every one of your gifts, he gave you a long, slow kiss to say thank you. The taste of syrup prominent on his tongue as he did.

He decided to wear his new sweater on the lunch date you had planned with his mom. He stood at the floor length mirror in your bedroom, fastening the golden watch on his wrist while you finished getting ready. He turned to you, tugging tight on the collar of his dark blue jacket that lay over his sweater. "How do I look?" He asked. You took a step closer to him, grabbing the gold chain off of the dresser and taking each end in your hands. You pushed up on your toes and hooked your arms around his neck, clasping the jewelry. As you came back down on your heels, you put a hand on his chest and smiled. "Very handsome." His hand slid to your waist as he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on your cheek. "And you look absolutely gorgeous as alway, my love."

As the two of you stepped into the small café, hand in hand, you saw Rei stand from her chair just a table away. "There's my sweet boy!" She exclaimed, giving her son a warm hug. "Happy birthday honey."

"Thanks mom." He replied softly, letting go of your hand so he could greet his mother properly. She then turned to you, giving you the same loving embrace as if you were her own child. "y/n dear, it's so good to see you."

"Hi mom, it's good to see you too." you responded. She loved when you started calling her mom, it made her heart warm to know that her baby boy had found someone as special as you. The three of you spent about an hour just talking and catching up. Shoto showed her all the gifts you'd gotten him, praising you for being "the best girlfriend ever." Tho you didn't think you deserved that much. Rei told you both about how the other day she went by to see Fuyumi, and how Aya wouldn't stop talking about how much she missed her "uncle Sho-sho."

And then, as expected Rei made a comment about when Shoto would finally pop the question to you. Usually it was just laughed off, or he'd tell her not to pressure you so much. But this time was a bit different. After she made her remark, he looked over to you. "Soon." was all he said, and it caught you off guard. You tried desperately to hide the blush that painted you face by bringing your hot coco close to your lips. And just then, as Rei gave a gasp of excitement, rattling off questions that were lost on deaf hears because all you could focus on was Shoto's hand coming the rest on your thigh. His right palm warming the skin under the fabric of your jeans. So much for behaving himself.

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