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Shower Scene (Denji x reader) PART 2

(Part 1 here) (Alternate Aki arc, Part 1 here)

(Part 3 here)

(Part 4 (end) here)

Author: c-o-t-o

Character: Denji x fem reader

CW: 18+ only, sexual content/smut, character aged up, explicit language, blood, pain play, choking, bdsm (some CWs apply to different parts)

Misc: ~2.3k words, Part 2

About: After your shower with Denji gets cut short, you try to find time to tell him how you feel.

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Denji's face hovers just above yours with his hands on the floor on both sides of your head. The realization fully hits you now that you and Denji are both lying naked on the shower floor together and that he's aware now. Your chest rises and falls quickly as your breath quickens. Actually, Denji is so close to you that you can see your breath moving his hair. You remain frozen in his gaze, unsure of what to do now.

Denji brings his finger up to your chin, gently pulling your face closer to his.

"All those times that you'd say dirty things, thinking I didn't get it…" he drags the back of his fingers across your cheek.

"All those times I'd catch you staring at me…" his fingers glide down along your neck, staring at the bitemarks he left there, almost admiringly.

"Were you thinking of us together all those times? Of us doing things…" his voice trails off as he looks down at your chest. You instinctually move your hands to cover yourself, but in the blink of an eye Denji grabs your wrists and pins them above your head. You look away bashfully because you can't look him in the eyes and admit that he was right.

You see small amounts of blood flowing from your neck down the floor to the shower drain. It makes you wonder if your wetness absolutely pouring out of you would be noticable flowing away from you as well. You want nothing more than to lean up and kiss him, but now that you're in the moment, you freeze. 'Why? Why can I just do it? He's right here, he's so close…'

Denji's mouth slightly drops open at the sight of your boobs, your nipples hard from being out of the water and getting cold. With his free hand he starts moving his hand down towards your chest but stops right above them. He looks back up at you and swallows hard, practically drooling at the prospect of finally getting to squeeze a girl's boobs. You know that Denji's had a few girlfriends, but nothing ever got serious enough for him to cop a feel or sleep with one of them.

Although you still can't bring yourself to look at him, you manage to nod your head up and down. Immediately Denji's face becomes flushed and his mouth opens more in disbelief that you're letting him do this.

He gently cups the side first and lets out a slight gasp at how soft they are. His fingertips seem to melt into them as he tests the suppleness. His thumb slowly drifts over to your nipple which hardened even more at his touch. Not realizing how hard your nipple is, he unintentionally ends up flicking it with his thumb as you let out a moan.

So loud, in fact, that it echoes through the shower.

"---? Denji?" You hear a muffled voice coming from somewhere…

Suddenly the shower door swings open, Aki standing in the doorway. All he sees is Denji pinning your wrists above your head on the shower floor, him grabbing your boob, and blood seeping from your neck.

"Denji, what the fuck??! Get off her! What did you do?!" Aki grabs Denji's arm pulling him off of you. All you see before they're out the door is Denji reaching out to you with the saddest look on his face.

"Aki, wait, she-!" And in an instant they were out the door, Aki slamming the door shut behind them. You lay there on the shower floor, water still running… face beet red and soaking wet between your thighs. You grab your boob that Denji was just touching and sigh.

"I'm not going to last the night." You say to yourself.

Aki hands you a cup of tea while you and Denji sit at the kotatsu. "You have to imagine what was running through my mind when I opened the door, your blood washing away and Denji pinning you down…" Aki clears his throat and sits down with the two of you. "I didn't realize he was weak and you offered him your blood." He takes a sip of his drink and looks away from you, slightly blushing. "I didn't know I was… interrupting something."

You and Denji both wave your hands out as if to assure Aki nothing was happening, or that it was a misunderstanding. He looks at you, glares at Denji, downs the rest of his drink, then leaves for his room. Power and Meowy are passed out on the couch.

You peek at Denji from the corner of your eye and see him blushing intensely, head resting in his hand looking away. You giggle out loud, thinking about how intense Denji was earlier in the shower and him being shy about it now.

"What." He mutters, still looking away.

"Oh, nothing," your heart races. You've made up your mind that by tonight you'll have made your move. When then time is right. "You're just cute." His head whips around to look at you, but you don't falter. You rest your head in your hand as well and smile, red spreading across your cheeks. Denji seems to be searching for something to say when you place your hand on his knee under the kotatsu blanket, feeling the warmth from him and the heater. He jumps and slightly panics, not knowing what to do with all of this happening out of the blue. And with you being so straightforward for once. Usually the two of you flirt through sarcasm and innuendos. But you coming out and stating he's cute… he doesn't know how to react.

"So… have you ever imagined it, too?"

"Imagined what?" Denji asks dumbfoundedly.

"Us being naked together?" Your lip curls into a mischievous smile when he starts to panic to come up with a response.

"Have I… what? Hah, no! Well, umm." He looks down, cocks his head to the side, and looks back up at you, raising his eyebrows pleadingly. As if hoping you'd understand without him saying anything.

"Denji, I just gotta ask… did you actually need my blood or were you able to move the whole time? Was this all some kind of ploy or something…?"

" Of course not!" He sits up on his knees to slam his hands on the kotatsu in protest. "I really put my life on the line back there for us. It was a struggle to even stay conscious! Your blood just helped me really quickly is all. So… thank you. I really needed it this time."

"Shuuuuuttt uuppp!!" Power groans, sliding off the couch upside down. "I'm tryin ta sleep here! What are you all doing in my room?!" Denji rolls his eyes.

"You're in the living room, Powe-"

"WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?!“

"SHUT UP POWER! Ughh…" Denji stood up, your hand falling off his knee. "I'm gonna go to bed."

"Wait-" you grab Denji's hand as he starts walking away.

"I'm… I'm sorry if I scared ya before. But thanks again for helping me." Denji mutters.

"Denji, please… you didn't…" you plead. His hand slips out of yours as he walks off. "I wanted to!" You manage to say. He stops to listen, cocks his head to the side, and goes to his room without looking back. "Fuck." You sigh and fall back on the floor, legs still under the kotatsu. "Did Aki walking in on us ruin it for him?" You whisper to yourself. Disappointed, you get up and go back to your room as well.

Your room sits back to back with Denji's, and all you can think of is if he's thinking of you as well. Thinking of earlier…

Earlier when he was so delicately licking your neck and caressing your breast. Before you realize, your hand is already down your underwear, fingertips squelching in your wetness. You rub the nipple that Denji had accidentally flicked, pretending it's him doing it again. You sigh out loud.

Suddenly you hear a muffled moan and realize it's coming through the wall. Denji? Is… is he doing the same thing right now? Your mind races and you decide to go over and talk to him. Clearly he's thinking back on it, too.

You shuffle quietly to his door and tap on it with your nail, as to not wake up Aki or Power.

"Denji!" You try to whisper loudly. With no response you crouch down and try whispering his name towards the bottom of the door, but again, no response. The door is unlocked, so you quietly turn the knob and crack the door open. "Denji?" You say a little louder now. You don't hear him respond but hear his blanket moving and him breathing heavily. You feel your face blush, realizing that he's touching himself. You reach down, remembering the wetness you left collecting in your underwear. You slip in through the door and close it behind you, the metal of the lock clicking and startling him.

"Denji! Denji it's me it's okay" you murmur quietly, but louder now that the door has closed.

"What the fuck? Why are you in my room? Why didn't you knock?!" He blurted out, obviously scurrying under his blankets trying to make himself decent.

"I did, I'm sorry… I need to talk to you Denji. It can't wait…" you stand with your back to his door, fiddling your fingers.

Eventually Denji surfaces from his blankets in the darkness and opens the blinds to let the moonlight in. It was just enough to see roughly where you're going.

"Okay… what's so important that you had to come in here while I was jer- why are you here this late?"

You walk over and sit down on his bed next to him." Denji, I'm not upset with you. Or what happened earlier. I thought maybe you got upset with me because you left the living room so suddenly before."

Denji sighs. You can't make out the expression on his face in the dimness, but you feel his hand suddenly on your knee.

"I left because I started thinking about it too much. Then with Power being there after Aki walked in on us… it kept getting frustrating. But not because of you. I just couldn't look at you or I'd… I dunno."

You put your hand on Denji's. "I, umm… earlier in the shower… I liked it." You feel Denji's hand pull away, and there's just silence. You look in his direction but hardly see anything.

The silence goes on longer than you expect, and think that maybe it was a mistake coming in here.

Suddenly you feel Denji's fingers run through the back of your hair, cradling the back of your head, gently pulling you closer to him.

"I liked it more." He says low and seductively. Some of his face comes into the light when it hits you that he's leaning towards you.

This back and forth of uncertainty, feeling each other's breath, your noses touching, not sure if you should move in or wait, makes your heart pound.

Denji finally pulls your head closer to fill the gap and kisses you, hard. So hard, you begin to feel his sharp teeth through the barrage of his lips crashing onto yours desperately. You slide your fingers through his hair when his mouth breaks free from yours to moan.

He pulls you down onto his bed, kissing you again. Your tongues meet at the same time, tasting the recently drunken sweet tea in Denji's mouth. You feel his sharp teeth and shudder as he bites down on your lower lip with them gently, pulling away slowly so that they scrape across it.

His hands move quickly across your back, trying so hard to pull you in as close to him as possible. You feel his hardness against you and nudge your thigh against it. His head falls back as he moans out loud.

"Shhhh!" You clasp your hand over his mouth. "Not so loud, you'll wake them." Denji starts kissing your fingers as they lay over his mouth, kissing up your arm until he reaches your neck.

"Does it hurt?" He breathes onto your bite marks that have scabbed over already.

"No, not anymore." You whisper. He starts kissing and licking your neck, covering your mouth with his hand just as you yourself start moaning without realizing.

"You taste so fucking good" he whispers in your ear, then licks along the shell of it, sending a shiver down through your entire body. Your neck cringes at the sensation.

You haven't even realized that Denji's hands have been softly kneading your boobs over your shirt. You take your shirt off, and he stares at you all mesmerized again. In one swift motion he pulls his shirt off with one hand, throwing his shirt somewhere across the room. You put your hand on his chest, feeling his smooth skin. Hands trailing down, you trace circles around the opening to his chest where the chainsaw pull connects to him. He breathes out harshly, goosebumps popping up all over his skin.

You suddenly feel that Denji has been rocking up against you, rubbing his hard-on against your thigh. It turns you on so much that you swear at this point your wetness has most likely seeped through your underwear and shorts. A wave of desire runs through you as you push Denji onto his back, sitting on top of him. You grab his tie that's hanging nearby and tie his wrists to the frame of the headboard. He looks at you, somewhat shocked.

"Now it's your turn to be the one pinned down." You whisper quietly and seductively. You tighten the knot on his wrists when you say, "You asked me what I've been fantasizing about? Oh, Denji. I'm about to show you."

---------- To be continued ----------

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