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zeijia · 5 months

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𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 II. EVERYONE GETS A TURN .ᐟ

info; you're Isagi Yoichi's girlfriend, who also had done a dirty deed with his friends. Today, you meet more of his friends <3

STARRING ; MICHAEL KAISER, MIKAGE REO, KARASU TABITO && OTOYA EITA, OLIVER AIKU, ++ ISAGI YOICHI !

cw. oral, bondage (handcuffs), use of blindfold, edging, exhibitionism, fingering, double penetration (anal && vaginal, EITA && KARASU), doggy, spanking, dumbification, degration, praise, cheating, mentions of stalking [KAISER'S PART], filming . AFAB!Reader

🖇 side note . I only changed the bonus scene / isagi's part , besides that, everything remained unchange . i physically, mentally, INTELLECTUALLY, whole heartedly, could not with the angst i had in mind when i first wrote this <\3 . changed that, though ! ;P

I. LET'S MEET THE OTHER FOUR !

Ever since your whole secret affair that's not so secret with Isagi's friend group, you found out they all knew except for Isagi himself that you've slept with all of them at least once. So, it took you by surprise when Isagi introduced you to his other set of friends, and some are not so considered as his friends.

MICHAEL KAISER was a surprise. You've least expected this one, and he least expected you, too. You knew Kaiser, as Isagi had told you about him once or twice, on how annoying he was on field, how he's such a cocky german bastard, and how he's over all a jerk. So it caught you off guard when someone called over to your boyfriend, and there he was, a tall figure with blonde hair and blue streaks. You noticed the rivalry despite being out of the soccer field, and you noticed how Isagi got extra possessive with you once he noticed that Kaiser was staring at you. Michael seemed to be.. amused with you. He found you cute, someone who didn't deserve to be with a medium average guy like Isagi, or so he thinks. He truly found your presence something else, and he was rather intrigued by it.

He had Ness search about you, stalk your socials, and literally get bits of information from you with your instagram posts, twitter updates, and all of your other social media accounts. You were lucky enough to have some of them privated, you're unaware that a bastard was stalking you. So, it caught you off guard once you noticed a familiar tall guy enter the cafè you're at. Michael Kaiser. He's.. he's here. You thought to yourself that it was just a coincidence, but little did you know that Michael saw your twitter update last night saying you're going out to this cafè.

"Oh? What a surprise. Yoichi's girlfriend." He smiled, looking at you with the same friendly (which is not so friendly at the same time) grin he gives Isagi. "Mind if I sit here? The place's too crowded." He questioned you, and you let him sit in the opposite direction of your seat. Though, it was rather awkward, but you aren't gonna lie, you'd take him too if he was willing.

Lucky for you, he was actually willing. He asked for your number, which he already knew, after meeting at the cafè and you gladly gave him your number. It didn't take long before he started being flirty over text. Sending you random updates, pickup lines, inviting you over to his place some time, and all of that stuff. So, you agreed to take a stop over by his house, and somehow, you're handcuffed and blindfolded, with only your panties left and having no idea on what Michael has planned for you.

"Look at you, all hopeless and pathetic." He commented, and you felt his hand trace chest, giving a few squeeze at your nipple which you would whine over, he was teasing you. You felt his hand draw lower, going with the curve of your waist, and dipping lower to your sex. "Hmm.. what should I do with you?" He stated out loud, he sounded sarcastic, and you whined. "Just touch me already, Kaiser..!" You whined, and he scoffed in return. "What an impatient bitch you are." He commented, but he was quick to discard your panties, and rubbing in a few circles on your folds. "Yoichi should've disciplined you better. Perhaps.. he doesn't at all?" He taunted you. You tried to stay silent, you had no awareness of the surroundings, or what he might do next. "Awh, though, I don't blame Yoichi for not disciplining you," he continued on, speeding up his fingers, and then giving your clit a spank. You whined at this, "maybe I should discipline you." He smirked, pushing you over making you lay down on the bed, and you felt warm tongue lick your folds. "I'll edge you over and over until you're finally back in your place, you good for nothing slut." He grunted, before diving back in your pretty cunt, making you see stars. His tongue felt so good, he knew how to use that stupid tongue of his. Maybe that was the only good purpose of his mouth.

You felt hopeless, though. Your hands were handcuffed, and his hands had a death grip on your thighs, spreading your legs all for him, not allowing you to close them. "I wonder what Yoichi would do if he finds out his bimbo girlfriend's having fun with his rival?" He pestered in between his kisses to your clit. "Shut it- ah!" you moaned, as you felt him licking and sucking back on your folds. You wanted to hate him as much as your boyfriend hated him, but you just couldn't. Not with him making you feel so good. He continued flicking on your abused clit, and his two fingers were inside your hole that was desperate for attention. This went on for a few more minutes, and your moans and whines were audible. He also bickered nonstop, degrading you to your fullest extent. He was harsher than all of his (yoichi)'s friends that you've slept with. And you were loving it.

"Ah! mngh.. Micha! 'm gonna- haah.. 'm gonna cum!" you said in between your moans, you felt yourself nearing your peak, and you wanted to come undone and get this over with. "Not gonna happen, you good for nothing bitch." he quickly removed his tongue from your clit, removing his fingers from your hole, and you felt empty. You were disappointed and frustrated that you didn't get to reach your high. "Wha- why'd you do that, Micha..!" You probed, your voice sounding whiny as you were so annoyed that he pulled away just when you were about to cum. "I told you, greedy cockslut, I won't let you cum. I'll discipline you until you know your place."

MIKAGE REO who was Nagi's best friend. Yoichi didn't introduce you to him, but Nagi did. You met up with Reo when Nagi invited you to the arcade with Isagi. Reo's a.. wealthy man. He really was- like, filthy rich. He spent money on you like it was nothing. Whenever you'd waste your tokens and get nothing, he would just buy another few thousand tokens and let you play again on the vending machine, but that certainly did not happen as Isagi ended up getting the stuff toy for you. You were hopeless with the vending machines. Reo could spend thousands on tokens, and you still won't be able to grab at least one plushie. He would often just laugh at you and your goofy actions at the arcade, but one thing he took seriously was whenever he'd get a glimpse of your panties at the arcade. Whenever you'd bend down to grab the prize from the vending machine, he'd step right behind you to prevent others from seeing your pretty panties, but to also only let himself be the only one to see your panties that easily traced your clit.

And needless to say, yes, it's wrong to do this to your friend's girlfriend, but what could be the harm, right? He was just helping you and preventing your panties from being seen by others. Atleast, that's what he tells himself. But deep down, he knows he has an ulterior motive. And he did not want to admit that, not at all. He has always been a reserved man, a man with manners, and a man who's been taught proper etiquette since birth, however, as of now, he's acting like some teenage boy who's never felt the touch of a girl. He was embarrassed of himself and felt guilty, so, he invited you for karaoke and dinner. Ofcourse, he invited Isagi, Nagi, and the other guys to hang out.

So when you two were sitting right next to each other on the dinner table, your friends and Isagi's friends all told him to sit the opposite direction of you to make it more 'romantic.' So he did just that. You two were both at the inner seat, facing each other, and Reo sat right next to you. You didn't mind, at all. The dinner went casual, everyone blabbering about soccer, asking about personal life, making jokes, and all of that stuff. If you were being honest, you were actually quite bored. It's not that you expected a lot from a casual dinner, but it's just that they were mostly focused on soccer and soccer just wasn't your fortè. You were beginning to get rather bored, but luckily for you, you're sitting right next to Mikage Reo, who'll entertain you and you'll never get bored with him. You sensed a big hand placed on your inner thigh, and a thumb stroking it. You looked down and saw Reo's hand. He continued to stroke your thigh for a few minutes, before his hand dropped down under your skirt, finding your panty. You detected a finger on your clit, and you looked at Reo. He looked back, and whispered something in your ear.

"Can you keep quiet, y/n?" He teasingly asked, a cheeky grin following after before he looked back to his friends, continuing the conversation as his fingers were rubbing onto your folds. "What the fuck, Reo.." you tugged onto his arm, and whispered that into his ear. You could easily get caught here, this was risky. Moreover, his hand still continued to persist in your folds, tugging your panty to the side, and inserting two fingers down your cunt. You bit the inside of your mouth, not allowing yourself to let out a sound. Isagi was literally just in front of you, and there was no way you'd let him find out what Reo was doing to you right now.

"Oh, yeah, Y/n, how did you and Isagi meet?" Kurona, who's Isagi's soccer partner at Bastard Münched, asked you. Your shoulders tensed up, and you gave him a half smile before answering. Reo ended up going faster, curling his fingers inside your pussy. "Ah.. erm, well, we met during.. uh, back in high.. um, highschool!" you exclaimed, you barely managed to conceal your moans, and Reo chuckled at your answer. Though, Isagi had his suspicions. "Are you okay, love?" Isagi pondered. This was wrong, Isagi's right in front of you concerned if you're feeling alright, but his friend is literally fingering your pussy just under the table, making you see stars. Your pussy clenched and tightened around Reo's fingers once Isagi asked, Reo took this as a hint that you got more aroused, and proceeded to continue with his pace, hitting and curling on a specific spot that made you want to crumble down your knees and just moan like some bitch in heat.

"Ah.. yeah! 'm okay, yoichi..!" you answered. Isagi only nodded, and you looked at Reo, sending him a glare, and Reo smirked before whispering something in your ear once more. "That turned you on, no? does the thrill turn you on further?" He pestered, his tone being menacingly seductive. You bit down your lower lip, this definitely turned you on. The thrill of doing this in public, the thrill that you could get caught any time soon made you feel your release earlier. A new found kink, a kink you never expected you'd have. Your thighs pressed shut together as you felt your release coming soon. Reo quickened up his fingers' pace, and allowed you to reach your high. Your walls squeezed his fingers inside you, and you made a mess on the seat and on Reo's fingers. Your hands were fisting on your skirt, and you tried not to let any noise squeal out your mouth. Somehow and successfully, you orgasmed without your boyfriend finding out. Reo then grabbed a tissue from his bag, and handed some to you to clean the seat up in secret without anyone finding out. Your thighs were shaking, though.

KARASU TABITO was a guy your boyfriend introduced to you and you honestly thought he was a playboy. Why? Because his best friend, OTOYA EITA, was always seen with a new girl every day. Many thought Karasu would be influenced by Otoya, but shockingly, no. He's not a play boy like his buddy over there. When Isagi first introduced you to them, Karasu was actually shy to talk to you. He felt mediocre because you literally were just the cutest. The fact that you were his type made him more embarrassed to just talk to you. Karasu tried his best to minimize conversations, avoid you if possible, but at the same time, remain calm and friendly. While Otoya on the other hand, shamelessly hitted up on you in front of Isagi. When he first saw you, he already had a pick up line ready for you. However, Isagi got protective over you and tried (keyword: tried) to get you away from Otoya. Otoya claimed it was a joke, because he wouldn't want a pretty girl out of his sight.

Eita and Karasu were often a duo, they would be seen together most times whenever Yukimiya Isn't around. Great minds think alike, right? There was one night where Karasu and Otoya were playing video games and Yukimiya was asleep, Otoya randomly brought you up as the topic. Otoya rambled on about how lucky Isagi is for having a pretty girl stuck to him like glue, but Karasu remained silent. He was.. well, he was shy. Even with just mentioning you up, he would get all flustered and embarrassed. Despite his tall figure, amazing physique, who knew he could be like a teenage girl in love? He honestly felt mediocre.

"I think I have a crush on her, Eita." Karasu blurted out in the call, and Otoya laughed in response. "Then take her away from Isagi! It's that simple!" Otoya chimed in on the call, but there was no way Karasu could do that. There was no way he would steal a friend's girlfriend.

So why, why are you here, riding on Otoya's cock and taking Karasu from behind? Well, this all started with Otoya's dumb idea to invite you guys over to his place. He said and claimed he just needed you to style him like how girls want a guy to look like, and Karasu to take photos for his Instagram. But that all ended up with you on top of Otoya, your pussy taking and gripping on his cock while Karasu was behind you, fucking up your ass. "Can't- can't..! Too- haah.. ngh! s'too much..!" You protested and moaned whilst Otoya jolted his hips upward and Karasu slowly thrust his dick on your ass. "I'm sure you can, you cocksleeve." Otoya murmured, stroking your hair as his other hand pressed on your waist. Karasu on the other hand prepped kisses on your neck, not leaving a hickey cause Isagi might find out and they'd heavily be in danger.

"right, Karasu? Our little slut here can surely take both of us in, ah- shit," otoya groaned, feeling your pussy tighten up on his dick as he slowed down his pace on thrusting up on your cunt. "You're so goddamned tight." He commented. "Ah.. right, yeah, she can take us." Karasu slowly agreed, before giving your ass a spank. Oh how long Karasu wanted to do this. He wanted this moment badly. You winced at the sharp feeling of pain registering, and you whined. Your mind was becoming cock drunk of Otoya thrusting up in your abused pussy, and Karasu wrecking your asshole. You felt like some sex toy, like a fleshlight. "Ah shit, keep on tightening up like that, ngh, and I might, ah- fuck, I might cum." Otoya grunted as he sped up, along with Karasu also fastening up to match Otoya's rhythm. Their cocks were in sync, one goes out, and the other goes in. Your mind was becoming a mess, loud moans and whimpers coming out of your lips as the two made a slut out of you, making you go dumb on both their cocks. "I'm gonna- fuck, cum, you can take it, right? you can sureeeely take my cum inside you." Karasu moaned in your ear, and you nodded in response. You're too dumb to think, tears pooling down at your face, moans and whines of nonsense coming out of your pathetic mouth. It didn't take long before you orgasmed down on Otoya's cock, which he soonly followed after, filling your cute pussy up to the brim. Karasu pulled out and gave his cock a few strokes, jerking it off and cumming right on your ass cheeks, making a dirty sight on your back.

The two pulled out and rested you down on Otoya's bed, and Karasu grinned as they looked at you, your eyes shut tight, your hands gripping on the sheets, and you were left panting. "Nice view, ain't it, Eita?" "Psh, I could get used to this."

OLIVER AIKU whom your boyfriend also considered as a playboy. He looked like he was in his 30s. You refused to believe it at first when he said he was just 19. But you wont lie to yourself, he looked reaaaallyyyyy attractive. The first time he saw you, he thought Isagi had invited a random chick to hang out with. Turns out, he was heavily mistakened and Isagi had to be on guard with him all the time whenever you're around. Oliver wouldn't deny the fact you were stunning, no, you were drop dead gorgeous in his eyes. He wanted to make you one of the girls he keeps for company. You seemed like the sweet type, and he wanted to ruin you. To corrupt that mind of yours, little does he know you've already been corrupted a long time ago, but still. You looked so cute in his vision, walking and running around with that short skirt of yours and that blouse that Oliver wanted to rip apart. He never thought he would have the opportunity to have a taste of you, that is until he saw you in the local bar, drinking all by yourself without your boyfriend.

He wondered, what could a girl, a pretty girl like you be doing here in a bar? Do you not know the dangers of going alone without someone to protect you? There were alot of bastards, so why aren't you with anyone? He then made his way and sat right next to you at the counter and silently looked at you, you noticed his presence and looked right back at him. You were caught off guard that one of Yoichi's friends would be here. "O-Oh! Aiku, hello." You waved at him, nervously. "Hello, yoichi's girl. Why are you here?" He questioned, thinking of all the possibilities of why you were all alone. "Yoichi and I .. we had a little misunderstanding," you sighed, Bachira was busy, and he wasn't there to 'comfort' you so you went to the nearest bar to let yourself go for a moment and block out everyone. "Doesn't seem that little to me." Aiku opined, looking at your figure who seemed to be sober. "Whatever it is.. I'm too tired to fix it right now, maybe I just need to figure things out first." You continued further, swinging your feet back and forth.

"You shouldn't be out here all alone." Oliver got up, going down from his seat and looking at you. "You should go home already, or if you're not ready to see that egoist stricker yet, you can stay at my place." He offered, and ofcourse, who were you to decline that? You needed a place to stay at and you refused to look at Isagi or even go home. So you took his offer. Maybe your perspective of him has changed, maybe he's not so bad. Maybe he's here to genuinely comfort you, maybe he's.. maybe he's different from Isagi's other friends.

Wrong. Very, very, very wrong. He was no different at all. You thought he would be sincere and genuinely comfort you, right? Why did you even expect that from a playboy in the first place? Here you are, your ass up in the air and your face buried down on the pillows. "Aiku.. please." You sobbed from the pillows, you were vulnerable. "You're impatient, baby." He stated before pressing his dick on your folds. You turned your head and looked over to him, he had the cockiest grin you've ever seen from anyone else you fucked with. You whined, getting impatient. "Geez, fine, fine." He sighed, before entering your pussy in one go to teach you a lesson. Your eyes opened wide, a loud and long moan came out from your lips when he bottomed out just like that. The pain was something, but it also felt so.. good. He was big.

"Aww, look." He coos, placing a hand on your tummy that had a bulge of his dick. "You're.. you're too- mph- too big..!" You squealed when he pressed his hand on the bulge of his dick on your stomach. "Yeah yeah, you asked for this, didn't ya?" He scoffed, before starting to slowly thrust in and out of your pussy. His dick covered in your slit, and a white ring on the base of his cock. He was so big, and it made you feel so full. "Do you like it? Yeah? Fuck, you like being fucked like this?" He asked, his hands gripping on your waist to keep you steady and you were already crying on the sheets. "yes, yes, yes, hngh, ah! fuck, sooooo good.." you moaned out, his dick hits a certain spot that makes you see stars every time.

He filled you up so well, it felt right to have his dick inside your pussy. His pace was getting faster and faster, and getting harsher than before. Your moans and sobs filled the room, and Oliver was enjoying this moment. Hearing your stupid desperate pleads for more and moaning his name like some prayer, it felt amazing. You didn't differ from all the other girls he's slept with before, but you felt better than most of 'em. Your warm pussy gripping him so tight, it wouldn't let go of his dick and just kept sucking him back in. What a nasty whore you really are. His hand suddenly slapped your ass, and you moaned loudly when he did that. "Oh? You like that? Are you a masochist?" he teased, before grabbing both of your hands to your back and pulling you upwards as he continued to mercilessly pound on your cunt from behind. "Look at your expression, it's adorable." He kissed your neck, before letting go of both of your hands and placing his hand on your neck to keep you steady, choking you.

"Haah..! Fuck, oliveeer.. !!" you whined out as you felt your mind go hazy as he choked you, and a smirk was on his face as you cried out. Your walls gripped on him, tightening up as your peak was coming. "Fuck, go, milk my cock." He instructed, and you were quick to do as he says, milking on his cock. Cumming straight onto his cock as he soon followed afterwards, painting your walls white. You felt him let go of your throat and a long moan of his name left your mouth as you orgasmed, and your body falling back on his bed.

Both of you were left panting and breathing for air, as his thumb stroked your ass. “You're so.. fuck, you did amazing.”

BONUS SCENE !!

ISAGI YOICHI, your boyfriend, wasn’t all dumb and oblivious. Ofcourse, he knew deep down inside how you were sleeping with his friends.

He knew that you were literally being tossed around in his circle of friends and being used as some cum dumpster.

He knew about this– it all started when he noticed how often his friends would ask you to a simple “hangout” and whenever you’d come back home, you'd always say you’re too tired and have him baby you all day.

He noticed how often your panties would have cum stains that weren’t yours– neither his.

Isagi had to teach you a lesson, and even his friends. He knows you’ll always come back crawling to him. That’s why you’re being fucked by his cock from behind, and to your embarrassment and humiliation, being recorded.

Isagi was drilling his cock in your pussy, all while filming it. It felt so humiliating, but the feeling of his cock made you lose all sense of self respect.

“you’re such a fuckin’ whore, aren’t you, baby?” isagi groaned as he bent down to whisper that to your ear, still keeping the phone aimed at your pretty pussy.

“you’ll always– fuck, come back t’me, right?” he scoffed, while all you could do was whine and mewl under him. “use your words, you slut.” he demanded, and you did your best to please him.

“mmph– ah! yes, fuck– always g’nna go back to you, ichi, haaahnh– feels so good!” you moaned from behind, shamelessly. If you were still stable, you’d definitely never get the courage to say that so damn loud, but Jesus, Isagi’s cock was all too much for you.

“turn around, baby, wanna see your pretty face.” he commanded, and you did just that, fixing your position as isagi grabbed the phone, showing the state you were in to the camera before hammering again inside you.

Your tits bounced rhythmically to his thrusts and your tears pooling down to your cheeks.

“so damn pretty like that.” isagi chuckled, but his soft demeanor differed from how hard he fucked your sweet cunt.

“love you– ah! love you, ichi–!” you mewled, trying to hide your face but you knew it just wouldn’t lead to something good, not with isagi.

“heh, love you too, sweetheart.” he said in a low groan, before pulling out and jerking his cock off in a fast pace

Your pussy twitched as his tip rested on your clit, and not long after, he came all over your lower abdomen and pussy, spurting his white seed all over you.

“pose for the camera, baby.” he says, his tone much sweeter now. Maybe a hard fuck had helped a little to his feelings.

You only whined, before hiding your face which earned a laugh from him. “love you, yoichi.” you voiced out, not caring about the camera.

He stopped filming from there, and placed his phone right beside his side of the bed before lowering himself to the sheets, and laying right beside you, kissing your face all over.

He smiled at you, Isagi was still upset over you basically cheating on him, but could he really resist you?

“get some rest, baby.” he replies, before pulling you to a hug, your face snuggled on his chest as you hugged him back.

after a while, he heard soft snoring from you, as you had completely fallen asleep.

However, Isagi wasn’t done, fun had just begun.

he slowly got up, grabbed his phone, sent the whole video of you being fucked dumb by him to his groupchat with his friends (who you’ve 100% slept with)

“sorry losers, she’s still mine”

#bllk x you #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk smut #bllk x reader #blue lock smut #bllk #michael kaiser smut #mikage reo smut #oliver aiku smut #karasu tabito #otoya eita smut #isagi yoichi smut

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adoregojo · 2 months

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"Bllk tweets part4"

(deleted the earlier one, these are betta) :3

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #isagi x reader #reo x reader #nagi x reader #rin x reader #itoshi sae x you #bachira x reader #barou x reader #otoya eita x reader #shidou ryuusei x reader #shidou x reader

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iwashie · 11 months

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“𝐈 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮…” (𝟏𝟔+) | BLLK

📌 michael kaiser, isagi yoichi, barou shoei, karasu tabito, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, itoshi rin, eita otoya

︶꒦꒷꒷꒦︶ synopsis: telling some of the bllk men you need them

･ﾟﾟ･｡　warnings- mdni, nsfw content, established relationship, pro player(20+), f!reader.

𑄹 kaiser. You two were on the street, strolling somewhere in Italy, that he insisted on taking you. When he finally stopped walking, interested in the things they sold at the market stall, you approached him, resting your head on his shoulder, “I need you.” He mumbled something, still interested in the object, “Kaiser, I need you!” you whimpered and he looked at you, an eyebrow raised, “like...?” he made that look and you agreed, whispering in his ear “now”. He shivered, running an arm around your waist. “why didn’t you say it before?” he grumbled, pulling you down the street, returning as quickly as possible to the hotel.

𑄹 isagi. You two were lying on the couch watching a movie, him lying on top of you, getting strokes in his hair. “Yoichi, I need you,” you said, hoping he would understand. “how so?” he asked, still focused on the movie. “I need you” you repeated, changing your tone and yet he didn’t understand, leaning on his elbows to face you with a raised eyebrow, “Isagi Yoichi. I. Need. You. Now.” You said, holding his face and pointing down with your gaze. It took a while, but he understood- widening his eyes, his mouth on an “o” and the tip of his ears red. “Like that…?” he leaned in, lips almost glued to his, “yes, now!” you pulled him in, feeling his hand slide down your waist into the blouse, saying, “Yoichi to the rescue.”

𑄹barou. You were home alone. He had gone shopping and there was nothing for you to do. Empty head is the devil’s workshop and soon you felt a heat spreading through your body, gathering in the middle of your legs. Damn, you need your boyfriend. Squeezing your legs, you had the brilliant idea to put on his jersey and take a picture. ‘I need you’ ‘shopping’ ‘but I need you, now...’ ‘You’ll have to wait, baby’ you smiled mischievously as you read the message, ‘Barou shoei, I need you, now!’ sending the photo right after. The answer is a simple ‘5 min’. Soon you heard the front door slamming and his heavy footsteps into the bedroom, it didn’t take long for him to be in the middle of your legs, kissing you hard as one hand squeezed your thigh and the other lifted the jersey, “I want to keep it,” his eyes sparkled, kissing you again.

𑄹tabito. He was about to hang out with his friends, it had been a while since he’d seen the Blue Lock guys, but it was almost impossible not to have other plans when you saw him getting dressed, the jeans grabbing his thick thighs, his round ass... Oh, you needed him. He turned as he felt what you threw at him, eyes sliding from you lying in the middle of the bed to the piece of clothing on the floor. He raised an eyebrow, lifting the red panties you threw at him. “I need you.” You opened a crack between your legs, showing that you were without the piece of clothing that was in his hand. He smiled sheepishly, looking at you and your panties, meandering to the edge of the bed, “if you need me that badly...” in a matter of minutes, the clothes he wore were on the floor.

𑄹nagi. It had been hours since he’d been lying on the couch, eyes glued to his phone screen, fingers moving nimbly and the sounds of gunfire coming out of the phone. It was inevitable to miss your boyfriend after so long apart, but he paid no attention to you. “Nagi, I need you...” The answer was a humming, and you snorted, annoyed. Extreme situations require extreme measures. You removed your blouse and threw it in his face. “But- What was-” the question died in his throat as he looked at you. His eyes alternating between the screen of the phone and you standing with your arms akimbo, showing your breasts. “I need you, Nagi Seishiro.” He knew he was serious because of the full name. Nagi looked again at the phone screen and, to your luck and his misfortune, he lost the game. He sighed, putting his phone aside, “I lost... could you comfort me?” he tapped his thighs as you reached over and sat on his thick thighs.

𑄹reo. You had the night all planned, but your boyfriend had other plans, or rather, his family had other plans. “But, Reo, I need you.” he held your face, kissing your forehead. “I really need to go, love.” You stared at him, arms crossed below your chests, “I promise to come back soon,” he turned around, putting on his shoes. “Are you sure you want to go?” you removed your robe, showing that you were wearing his favorite nightgown, which also meant that the night would be long. He swallowed dryly, his eyes glued to you, until he grunted, removing his shoes and pushing you around the house. “They can wait for another day,” he said against your neck and you smiled victoriously, guiding him into the bedroom.

𑄹rin. He was busy on the phone, probably someone from work or family, but you didn’t care, your needs came first. You cleared your throat, drawing his attention, who raised his eyes to you, stopping speaking immediately, mouth open and eyes wide. You bit the smile and made a slow turn, showing that you were wearing the lingerie he had chosen, and whispered a ‘I need you now’ and pointed with your head to the bedroom, just leaving the room. He followed you with his gaze, still quiet, the person on the other end asking if he was okay, “a matter came up and I need to resolve urgently,” he hung up, tossing his phone aside and heading into the bedroom, finding you sitting on the bed, legs crossed and a sly smile on your face.

𑄹otoya. When he wasn’t busy with football, he was busy with his hobby—music production. You nudged his shoulder three times before he pulled the headset away and looked at you. “I need you”. He pointed to the computer screen, saying, “I’m still busy,” “No. You didn’t get it.” you turned the chair to you, showing that you were wearing his jersey and tiny panties. “I need you.” His eyes sparkled as he took off his phone, soon pulling you into his lap. “That sounds urgent, sweetie.”

#blue lock #bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #bllk x you #isagi yoichi #reo mikage #michael kaiser #barou shouei #itoshi rin #nagi seishiro #eita otoya #karasu tabito #blue lock smut #bllk smut #bllk scenarios

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ana-chan164 · 3 months

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• Blue lock boys with their kids ♡.

< part 2 (end) >

(Chigiri hyoma, Kurona ranze, Alexis ness, Hiori yo, Otoya eita and Yukimiya kenyu)

Artist it twitter: _nnt0k

Hope you enjoy ♡.

#bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x you #bllk x y/n #blue lock #chigiri x reader #kurona x reader #ness x reader #otoya x reader #yukimiya x reader #hiori x reader #chigiri hyoma #kurona ranze #alexis ness #otoya eita #yukimiya kenyu #hiori yo

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seivsite · 1 year

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YOU’RE UNDER ARREST FOR STEALING MY HEART .ᐟ

synopsis: blue lock boys react to you arresting them for stealing your heart (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

includes: ( separated ) itoshi sae, itoshi rin, hiori yo, karasu tabito, otoya eita x gn!reader. but otoya’s hinted fem!reader, established relationship, a bit ooc (?), ( part two ) — wc: 758

ITOSHI SAE

“Sae, you are under arrest!” you exclaimed, playfully brandishing a fake gun in your hands, pointing it towards Sae. Sae raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. He responded, “Hmm, are you sure? Arresting me would be a big mistake, you know.”

Without missing a beat, you pulled the trigger on the gun, shooting a little heart-shaped projectile towards Sae. “For stealing my heart ♡〜,” you said with a playful smile.

Sae’s eyes softened, and a faint smile graced his face. His gaze shifted from the heart to your lips and back to your eyes as he spoke, his voice low and filled with a hint of anticipation. “I suppose I can forgive that crime... on one condition,” he whispered, leaning in closer. His lips met yours in a tender kiss.

ITOSHI RIN

“Rinnie, you’re under arrest!” you exclaimed playfully, pointing finger guns at Rin. Startled by your sudden declaration, Rin sat up from his lying position on the bed, his face filled with curiosity. He looked at you, waiting for an explanation, and asked, “Why am I under arrest?”

Smirking mischievously, you responded, “For stealing my heart!” You playfully aimed your finger gun at his cheek, emphasising your lighthearted accusation. Rin’s initial surprise turned into a blush as he looked down, not expecting such a cheesy and corny reply from you. Trying to maintain his serious and intimidating demeanour, he chuckled, but couldn’t hide his flustered reaction. His face turned slightly red as a genuine smile appeared on his lips.

“How funny,” Rin said, his voice laced with amusement. He chuckled again, unable to resist the effect your compliments had on him.

HIORI YO

“Yocchan,” you said, breaking the silence. Hiori paused his game on his PC, turning his chair towards you on the bed. “Yes?” he responded, curiosity in his voice. You took a moment, adopting a playful tone, and said, “I think I should call the police to arrest you.”

Hiori’s tilting his head in confusion, his gaze fixed on you. “Huh? Why’s that?” he asked, a touch of worry in his voice.

“Because you need to be arrested for stealing my heart,” you replied, winking playfully. Before he could respond, Hiori moved closer to you, enveloping you in a tight hug. “Love, that scared me. Don't do that again,” he whispered, relief evident in his voice.

“Hehe, sorry Hiorin. Love you,” you responded, planting a tender kiss on his forehead, reaffirming your affection for him.

KARASU TABITO

It was the thousandth time that you let out a deep sigh, and Tabito was thoroughly confused. Did he do something wrong? He had asked you multiple times over the past 10 minutes what was bothering you, but all he received was a dismissive “It’s nothing, Bito.” This only made him more concerned. Suddenly, he saw you turn towards him, and he eagerly held your hand, ready to listen.

“Tabito, I have something to say,” you began, your expression serious.

“What is it, darling?” he asked, his grip on your hand tightening slightly.

“You are under arrest for stealing my heart. Pay up a 1000¥ fine ticket,” you said with a straight face.

Tabito couldn't contain his laughter and quickly pulled you into a warm hug. “I thought you were mad at me for a second there, darling. Sorry, but I'm afraid your heart is mine forever,” he replied playfully. You playfully responded with a pout and a teasing “Noo..”

OTOYA EITA

“Otoya Eita, you are under house arrest,” you suddenly announced, maintaining a serious expression as you stared at him. Eita’s immediate response was a panicked outburst.

“What did I do wrong? Are you going to leave me? I haven't hooked up with anyone but you! I love you too much to cheat on any other girl. You're the only one for me. Please forgive meeee,” he whined, clinging onto you desperately.

Unable to contain your amusement, your character broke, and you burst into a small giggle. “For stealing my heart,” you finally revealed, unable to keep up the act any longer. Eita’s bewildered expression only made you laugh harder. “That was a moment of weakness, fuck you,” he muttered, his face flushing slightly.

Observing his emotional rollercoaster, you couldn’t help but think, ‘This man is really something else..’ as he continued to curse you playfully for making him panic.

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chateaaa · 3 months

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How the blue lock characters confess to their crush

Rin

- would ask their crush to go to the school rooftop and make an excuse about a project

- after saying about the project, will give y/n a letter and say

' hey, dont open this right now, open this when you get home and, chat your response '

- would literally be lowkey about his crush, literally no one knows

Bachira

- would give chocolates to you on valentines

- would also give a painting, he tried his best, even his mother is supportive about his crush

- would confess with the painting lol

Otoya

- almost all people in the school know about Otoya's crush to y/n

- there would literally be no boys going near

y/n because they know Otoya likes them lol

- would confess on valentines day, would literally use a tarpulin and buy a big teddy bear and will wait in the school entrance

- would shout his confession and lots of people will think he's an idiot

(happy belated valentines!)

#blue lock fluff #blue lock #bllk fluff #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x you #blue lock headcanons #itoshi rin x reader #rin itoshi x reader #otoya eita #bllk otoya #bachira meguru x reader #bachira fluff

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perrywrites · 7 months

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Asking “Can you… Can you hold my hand?” during your first time together, part 5;

NSFW

Includes; Otoya, Oliver, Yukimiya (AKA 2 cheating playboys and then the christian lover 💀💀💀)

Part 1 (Isagi, Hiori, Bachira) and part 2 (Barou, Shidou, Karasu) and part 3 (Reo, Chigiri, Nagi) and part 4 (Rin, Sae, Kunigami) and part 6 (Kaiser, Ness, Kiyora)

Otoya: honestly, a part of him is still unsure of how this entire situation came to be. With you, right here, in his bed - about to let him steal your first time away. It all started off with him teasing you - you were too cute, after all - the way you were so enraptured by him, all starry eyes. And he could tell you were a virgin, he could smell it on you, and he decided then not to lay a hand on you - he wasn’t that rotten. Careful distance, he really tried his best not to get your hopes up. He knew you were serious, that sex meant something to you, and he wasn’t scum enough to trample all over that. And yet, here he is, fully succumbing to your charms. I mean, it’s your fault, for being so tempting, you know? For turning all dazed at his lighthearted teasing, so devoted to him and always running to him at the mere sound of his voice like a puppy, blushing and letting out soft sounds like this when he touches you - because you want him to touch you, want him to ruin you. Maybe, maybe he is that rotten then, because he can’t resist you, and he wants you more than he is able to keep up with his own rule. But at the same time, you know what kind of a guy he is, right? So why are you letting him have you like this? You can’t possibly be that naive, right? The answer to his unspoken question comes when you softly ask him to hold your hand, saying that it’s fine if he doesn’t give you another night, but just for tonight to make love to you like you’re the only one for him. Because you want to lose your virginity to someone you’re in love with. And at that moment, he knew he was done for. “... You’re so unfair,” he says, jokingly, but his tone is heavier than he wants it to be. His hand slides across the bedsheets to intertwine with yours, heart weirdly painful, and his lips descend upon yours like an unlikely promise. He can’t believe his heart is pounding like this, that he’s feeling this soft over you, that he finds your trembles and expressions this heart-achingly endearing. That he’s catching feelings for you. Maybe it’s time to quit his playboy streak and try for something real with you here, because the thought of bringing in another girl into his bed is making him feel sick, and he’s starting to realize he might be falling deeper into this than he thought. A part of him finds you to be so cruel, to be so devoted and doting towards him, and then declare you’re fine with a mere night. How could you be? He isn’t, he certainly isn’t. He doesn’t want to let you go yet, no way. He kisses you, still softly, before moving his lips over to the crook of your neck, sensually sucking a love bite onto you. You moan sweetly, and instinctively his hips jolt impatiently, cock leaking. Hickeys were never his thing, receiving them or giving them, but with you he wants to leave a mark you can’t hide. This, all of this, means something to him, and he’ll make you realize that.

Oliver: he wonders if he’s scoundrel enough to ruin you like this as you look so sweet and pliant beneath him, adoringly submissive, child-bearing hips lewdly spread for his use. Your sultry gaze as you whine tearfully shoots heat down his cock. Shit, don’t be so good for him, good to him, he’s not the kind of man that can accept the invitation of your dripping cunt in exchange for his fidelity, you know? He doesn’t cut deals like that, only exchanges pleasure for pleasure - he can guarantee he’ll make you cum, but that’s about it. As much as he is the one who sweet-talked you into this, chasing after you for far longer than he’d like to admit, vague promises he can easily escape out of when he wants to, there is an inkling of something now making him hesitate; there is something - guilt? - that eats away at his heart, but it does nothing to sink or dim the ardent flame of his arousal as he gets even handsier with you, greedy hands grabbing at your thighs. You’re so good, too good, so sexy like this, and the guilt isn’t enough to keep him away from you after the longest chase of his life. He can just blame your naivety, right? Maybe even pat himself on the back for turning you into a woman, congratulate you and himself for making you cum twice already before he ruins you on his cock. But the idea just doesn’t sit right with him, for once, and the final blow is when you ask him to hold your hand oh so innocently. You don’t know he has plans of leaving you after a few fun fucks, do you? And now he feels like he’s tricking you, when you look up at him all expectantly and adoringly, and - ah shit - he realizes he’s not scoundrel enough after all. But he doesn’t pull away from you, doesn’t apologize, doesn’t spare you whatever dignity he can leave you with. Instead, he chuckles lowly, voice hoarse and raspy, no teasing dirty talk falls out of his mouth for once as he reaches for your hand. He holds your hand down, still hovering over you, still pinning you down, still ready to take you, because he just can’t resist you. Except this time, he thinks about abandoning his dirty little tricks, thinks about abandoning running away from you, thinks wrly, that maybe this time he’s going to end up with a ring on his finger. He realizes the feeling holding him back wasn’t guilt at all, but something else, something he hasn’t felt in a long, long time.

Yukimiya: he wants to defile the sacred between your legs. Defile the sacred between your legs by worshipping you so good, sinking into you with a shaky prayer. Every touch of his lingers on your skin like sweet sin, and you are reduced to a sound chamber of pleasure at the mercy of his lovingly teasing fingers. You are his every temptation, a taste he can’t forego, impassioned kisses, he can’t get enough of you. He finds in you a religion far superior to any abrahamic religion, and he turns into a heretic to the rest of the world as he melts into being your most exalted and only worshipper. Every sound of yours ignites an unrivalled passion as he feels for the heat of your soft skin, he thumbs your clit like praying with a rosary in hand, lovingly watches you turn holy and blissful at the worship of his hands. There is nothing more beautiful than watching your expressions twist in sweet sin, he thinks, as his mouth latches onto your skin for the millionth time that night, leaving a pilgrimage of love bites across the expanse of your clavicle and soft flesh. He’s proven wrong in the best way though, when you appeal so demurely to his love for you, asking him to hold your hand. The dazed desire swirls with the purity of your affection for him, eyes watery with an oasis of love for him, and it all tugs on his heart. Before he knows it, he’s smiling at you all adoringly and reverently, leaning in to whisper sweetly into your ear as he reaches out for your hand. He is pious in the way he conjoins your hands, grasp firm and unbreakable like a pledge, yet gentler than cotton. He is your worshipper, it is only right if he treats you so delicately, so reverently, the plight of his careful passion rendering you weak under his worship as the head of his cock kisses the entrance to your dripping sacred. He never knew the sweet sin of having you would make him feel so alive, flesh aflame - and oh god, if sinking into your plush walls meant hell he would gladly take the plunge, again and over again. But no worries, it’s only a sin so long as he has yet to put a ring on your finger, so wait just a little bit longer. After all, you are his divine, his goddess, he’ll go to hell for you anytime, but the only place he’ll drag you down with him is the depths of pleasure and love.

… I might’ve gone a bit far with religious imagery in Yukimiya’s 😭😭😭 his interest towards religious stuff in the egoist bible tickles this strange corner of my brain in a way that makes me go ooga booga 😈😈😈 so I ran with it

Also Oliver was fun, writing him made me strangely angry 💀💀💀 and I have a feeling if writing him made me angry, then I wrote him right LMFAO

#blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk smut #otoya eita #otoya x reader #otoya smut #bllk otoya #oliver aiku #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku x you #otoya eita x reader #yukimiya kenyu #yukimiya x reader #yukimiya smut #yukimiya kenyu x reader #oliver aiku smut

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loser-vxbez · 5 months

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Men that say they are your Christmas gift when asked if they've bought you anything, only for them to bombard you on Christmas morning with shopping bags full of all the things you mentioned wanting throughout the year.

𝗕𝗹𝗹𝗸 : Michael kaiser, Shidou ryusei, Karasu tabito, Oliver aiku, Otoya eita, Pablo Cavasoz, Lavinho, Chris Prince, Don Lorenzo.

- mb ✋😦🤚 this is my first drabble/imagine(?) 💀

❤︎ 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗛𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 ❤︎

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maochira · 9 months

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Hihihihi Mao :D so can you do a request for both eita and oliver “one of eita’s/ oliver’s side chicks mistaken his younger sibling as his partners and thought that he’s cheating on her because the younger sibling doesn’t don’t look like him?”

OH DAMN imagine the chaos 😭

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!younger sibling!reader, reader is about a year younger than Otoya/Oliver

Getting confused to be Otoya's partner happens almost weekly. People are used to seeing him dating every girl he gets only a little close to, so of course they also believe you to be his partner when you're seen walking together. Both you and Otoya are used to it by now. The only difference between the two of you is that your brother is always quick to clear up the misunderstanding while you're just silent to watch the chaos happen. And after all, if his girlfriends don't break up when they assume you to be Otoya's partner, they're going to break up as soon as they find out he's cheating on them anyways.

At this point, Oliver doesn't even care anymore. He's tried telling everyone you're definitely not dating him so often, but the misunderstandings keep happening over and over. He even tries to hide you from the public as best as he can because he's afraid of his fans to mistake you as his partner as well. Every time Oliver has a new girlfriend, he tries to introduce her to you as soon as he can so she won't ever think the wrong thing when she sees you and your brother together.

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#💟 maochira writes #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk #blue lock x you #bllk x you #bllk headcanons #blue lock headcanons #otoya x reader #otoya x you #eita otoya x reader #eita otoya x you #eita otoya #otoya eita #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku x you #oliver aiku

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niyoriix · 15 days

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Some chats with bllk characters! :3

#blue lock fluff #bllk x you #blue lock x you #blue lock scenarios #bllk x reader #funny chats #rin itoshi #alexis ness #otoya eita

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merlucide · 19 days

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PLSSSS PLSS PLSSSSSSS DO MORE ON THE TYING A BOW AROUND BICEP TREND W THE BLLK BOYS I ATE UP UR OTHER 1 UPPPPPPPP💗💗💗💗

ASKING TO TIE A RIBBON AROUND THEIR BICEP TREND PT2

Notes: Well since you asked so nicely <33 (TYSM)

Characters: Chigiri, Reo, Isagi, Barou, Niko, Otoya, Sendou, Oliver, Ness

warnings: cursing, cringe lol

pt1 pt2

lmao I kinda totally gave up with Otoya’s cus I couldn’t think of any like flirts or pick up lines lmao, sorry @/rinitoshiily 😞

Made April 20th 2024

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zeijia · 9 months

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HEAR ME OUT...

otoya fucking his pretty girl after a huge fight w her abt his playboy past and he just has to prove it to his girl that he only belongs to her and that his playboy days are over once he met her <333

(can i be 🪼 anon?)

this made me giggle and blush somehow ❗❗ and sure, you can be 🪼 anon >0<

When he first entered a serious relationship with you, he thought you'd just be like one of his bitches that he randomly hits up on, and he thought you wouldn't last long. But oh was he wrong with that. He became INLOVE LOVE with you. You were patient enough with him to see the best of him. You helped him get through his struggles, you managed to get him out of his goddamned womanizer phase that's been going on ever since he was young. He never thought he'd become this attached to a girl. He would feel guilty whenever he'd view random girls on social media, and be extra affectionate with you the whole day whenever that happens.

But today, you managed to get into a fight with him, why's that? You saw a girl on his recently viewed accounts of his social media. A pretty one. You wondered, what if he's been cheating on you, right? So that ended up into a fight with him, where you refused to believe that he genuinely just 'accidentally' clicked on the account. He's apologized a thousand times already, but you still didn't give in. You were rather scared that he was getting bored of you, that he doesn't find you entertaining anymore, and that he found another girl already.

Once you two were in your shared bed, you faced the opposite direction, while Otoya just faced the same direction as yours, hoping you'd turn your back and cuddle with him, to have you back in his arms. The silence made him think that you've already fallen asleep. So, he sit up, brushed a strand of hair out of your face, and whispered, "im sorry." In your ear.

Though, you were just fake sleeping. You wondered where this would lead to. You could feel his big hand move you to face his direction, and he laid down right next to you, resting his face on your chest as he hugged you on your waist. Another murmur from him was heard. "I'm sorry, please.."

You just couldn't anymore. You opened your eyes, and looked down at him. He sensed your movements and he quickly looked up. He was almost about to cry. Who knew that Eita had this side? "Y/n..! I'm sorry, please-" before he could finish, you cutted his sentence off. "If you're sorry, then prove it to me, Eita." You wanted him to prove his worth- you wanted him to prove that he only loves you, and you're the only one he wants. Eita's eyes shimmered as he heard that, he was ready to prove himself to you, to make you realize that you're the only girl he wants and needs.

And God, was he proving himself to you.

Your leg up on his shoulder as he held it, his other hand on your waist as he fucked you, your hand covering your face in embarrassment. Your boobs bouncing each time he thrusted his cock in your warm pussy that never seemed to let go of him. He made you feel warm, it felt fuzzy, it felt so… so right. His dick managed to create a bulge on your tummy, love bites from your neck that dropped down to your breasts were also there. The culprit? Eita himself.

He pounded onto you with love, yet it was also harsh, but it managed to make you see stars. The sound of his balls slapping against your pussy, it sounded so lewd. "Don't cover your face- please.." he groaned out, his hand moving from your waist to your face, removing your hands that hid your expression to him. You eventually gave into him and removed your hands away from your face, your vulnerable state all visible to him as moans and whines left your lips.

"I love-" he leaned in for a kiss, "I love you," and another kiss, "so much."

"You're the only one- ngh, the only one f'me.." he whispered, his movements becoming faster and faster, as your eyes rolled to the back of your skull.

Your gooey walls tightened around his dick, making his thrusts become sloppier, "'m.. 'm gonna cum, eita!" you moaned, you felt a knot in your stomach, and you felt desperate for your release. "Cum for me, darling," he coos, kissing your cheek, "my pretty girl." he chuckled, as you shut your eyes tight, cumming on his cock, your leg trembled and fell down from his shoulder.

After a few more sloppy thrusts, you felt Eita come right inside your cunt. "Ah..! this just proves.. proves how much I love you," he sighed, before resting his head back on neck, and you wrapped your arms around him. He didn't have any plans pulling out, and you enjoyed having him inside you. You enjoyed feeling full from his dick. "I love you so so sooooo much, my girl." He muttered, a scoff was heard from you as you gave him a head pat. "Fine, alright. I forgive you, and I love you too, Eita."

#bllk x you #bllk x reader #bllk smut #bllk #blue lock x you #blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #blue lock #otoya eita #otoya eita x reader #otoya eita x you #otoya eita smut

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saerins · 2 months

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U think u could tell us how y/n’s mother figured out she fucked with Eita?

extra chapter: friendship

꒰ঌꨄ︎໒꒱ — part of priceless. before you ever met sae, when you were twenty there was another boy that took care of you: how your mother figured out you were fooling around with eita, and all the little things in between.

content: otoya eita x female reader. smut/nsfw. both reader and eita are great at being avoidant. pet names (baby/princess), cunnilingus, penetration, mentions of masturbation, orgasm denial, they get caught in the act. word count: 2.3k

༝༚༝༚ omg nonnie SORRY my hand slipped this turned out way longer than i thought it would be !! but yes anyway have this :D wrote this at work btw & didn’t proofread so you have been warned !!!

this is bad. so bad.

you really shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be testing the waters like this. you’re at a recon for the school, taking a tour of the hotel for the event that you’re all going to be ushers at. but that doesn’t seem like the case when you and eita seemingly love to do whatever you want, whenever you want.

ever since that night at the club, the first time you’d ever let eita in, it’s become addictive.

the distraction. you never have to think about what bothers you whenever he’s around, whenever he looks at you with those lust-blown eyes, whenever his fingers trail to your inner thighs; always a tell-tale indication of what he wants, what he needs from you too.

he’s your best friend, and this is not what best friends should be doing, but you crave for the way his tongue can make you forget, even if just momentarily, about all your problems. you really shouldn’t be doing this, getting distracted so many times especially during exam season and especially not in a public place but the both of you can never help it.

not like the fleeting touches in the bus helped. eita’s always the one who instigates it, his fingers always finding some way to sneak onto your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh before testing your limits, creeping higher and higher until he drags you into a vacant hotel room left unattended by one of the staff, to the safety behind closed doors where no one would know of your little antics with each other.

and sometimes you think he’s been waiting a long time for you to submit to him, with the way he’s always hungry for you, or maybe that’s just how he is—you wouldn’t know. but his many other girls would, though now he’s too preoccupied with you to pay attention to anyone else.

he’s staring down at you as you lie down on the bed, dress hiked up over your chest, his fingers trailing down your chest to your underwear, hooking under the waistband and tugging on it. a little tilt of his head as he appreciates what he’s about to undress completely.

he really shouldn’t take his time, given that the staff could come knocking on the door at any moment. but he’s already locked the latch so they shouldn’t think about getting in if he isn’t done with you yet.

“pretty,” he comments, voice hoarse with arousal as he swallows the lump in his throat. “this new?” because he swears, of the many times you both have done it by now, that he’s never seen you wear such lingerie, satin mixed with lace, in black and so, so enticing on you.

you giggle under your breath, his pants growing visibly tighter as he continues to stare at you. “does it matter?” it is new, and you’d partly just wanted to see what eita looked like when he really likes something, and he’d once said that he likes black lace. an off-handed answer or not, he gives you the reaction you’re looking for, hands desperately grabbing onto your hips as he kisses you as if he hasn’t seen you in forever.

but he’s seen you just two nights ago, squirming under him on his sheets. he’s seen you three nights before then, when he willingly ditched a date for you. he’s seen you many times in ways no one has ever seen you before and right now he’s going crazy because why has he never noticed that you’re so fucking ethereal like this?

your mouth squeals out his name as he marks you a little too hard on your neck, the image of you one day somehow not being solely his managing to irk him in some way. but that’s the deal, that’s what he told you—that this is temporary, for fun. and you’re keeping your end of the deal; you’re never clingy, and you never act like he’s yours. that’s good, because getting attached just sounds like such a hassle and eita’s fine with this.

he’s fine with your hands unzipping his pants, pulling it down as desperately as he’s undressing you; the thin material falling to the floor as he breaks the kiss to look at you, all bare underneath him. you always avert your gaze when he does this—the only time he’s ever seen you shy. you’re otherwise always brazen with a sharp tongue that seeing you like this, trying to contain your voice as he massages your breasts, somehow turns him on so much that he can’t help but tease you, to try to break through your guard.

eita scoffs, a smirk on his face as he tauntingly mocks you. “usually you’re so loud when you talk back to me in public,” he hums, tongue flicking against your nipple, your back arching in response. “what happened to you now, huh? what’re you holding back for, princess?”

his fingers glide across your skin slowly, down your chest to your hips to your pussy, his smirk growing wider when he finds that you’re absolutely soaked and he’s barely done anything yet. he supposes that’s the adorable part of you—since he’s your first, you’re always so excitable, so vulnerable.

“eita, i swear to god—”

he pushes a finger in before you can cuss him out, disturbing your train of thought as he sucks on your nipple, getting what he wants and hearing you moan out his name in a way only you can—so saccharine and sinful that it makes him even harder.

you drive him absolutely crazy.

“look at yourself,” he says, pressing his forehead against your cheek, head tilted towards the mirrored wall just beside the bed. your walls clench around his finger and he chuckles, pressing a kiss on your cheek. “such a good girl, letting me do what i want to you.”

you’re never used to this, to letting eita completely have the upper hand, to let eita talk to you like you belong to him, but you’re helpless whenever it comes to this. your whimpers are enough to let him know that he has control, and he always knows how to make you feel so good that you willingly submit.

“fuck,” you groan as you feel him pushing another finger inside you, your eyes squeezing shut, the tears flowing as you start to feel overwhelmed by it.

your phone rings at the worst time, and you’re about to just ignore it when eita does one better. “answer it,” he tells you, after looking at the caller ID. it’s just kimiko, the student who’s put in charge today, responsible for overseeing all of you and making sure you all know what’s going on before the actual day.

“but—”

“answer,” he tells you again, his fingers stopping midway, a mewl leaving your lips as you feel the high you’re chasing abruptly disappearing. he pulls his fingers out, showing you just how wet you are, the string of your slick being pulled apart by his fingers.

eita’s sexy and cruel and downright irritating when he knows he’s got the upper hand, but you have no will left to resist, wanting the release he can provide you, your hands already reaching out to answer the phone, hoping to make it short and sweet.

he knows what you’re thinking, you’re not as elusive as you think in these situations. that’s why he purposely latches his mouth onto your clit the moment you start talking, your voice quivering as you feel his tongue licking quick fat stripes up the nub. you can’t even wait for kimiko to respond, hurriedly telling her you and eita are busy before hanging up, your fingers tangled in his hair as your thighs wrap around his neck.

“something wrong, y/n?” he teases, his chuckle sending light vibrations that make your spine tingle. but he knows you love this, love the way his tongue rubs circles around your clit, love the way he’s telling you to cum for him, love the way he’s taking such good care of you.

the way eita moans as he feels you close to your high always tips you over the edge, and every single time he denies you of it, making you beg for him. always a sadist, but it’s not like you can resist.

brows raised in mockery, the back of his fingers brushing against your cheeks as you plead with him to please fuck you. yet he always caves in almost immediately, a dangerous sign that you can get him to do almost anything you ask.

eita taps his dick against your pussy, your slick collecting on his tip, his mouth falling open at the sensation, at the mere thought of being inside you. he’s so, so tempted fuck you raw but that’s not a risk either of you can take.

he’s confident he can pull out, definitely. but maybe if it’s anyone but you. if it’s you, he might just lose himself. he’s already jerked himself off to the thought of cumming inside you, at the thought of filling you full and watching as his cum flows out of your pretty little cunt.

so no, he can’t fucking risk taking you raw because he might actually doom the both of you. reluctantly, he grabs the condom from his pants pocket, long discarded on the floor, and rolls it over his length, the way your eyes are filled with desire already threatening to send him spilling before he’s even inside you.

you’re so, so dangerous.

so fuck, why is he so hooked?

his eyes gaze at where you’re connected to him, the greens rolling to the back of his head as he feels you clenching around his dick, sucking him in. he’s had sex too many times to count, with multiple girls of multiple origins—his head falls back, tilted to the ceiling because he’s so, so close but fuck if he’s going to cum before you do—and yet you’re the only one who feels this good.

what is it about you?

he can’t fucking think straight, not when you keep chanting his name like that—it’s already committed to his memory by now. it’s his favourite melody; the way you say his name.

“eita, fuck i can’t—”

eita’s eyes fly open, looking at how your hands are gripping at the sheets, at how your face is positively lewd that it makes all those videos he watch go to shame, at how the condom is soaked with your juices. he can’t take it, his fingers digging into the plush flesh of your thighs, your name flying out of his mouth in half moans, something he’s too ashamed to admit he only does with you.

“just cum for me, baby,” he pants, the pet name rolling off his tongue before he can realise it but the both of you are too lost in how you feel that it flies over both your heads. “good girl, come on, cum.”

his skin slaps your skin once more, thrusting hard one last time as he releases, your gummy walls clenching around him as you let go at the same time, your nails on his biceps finally relaxing, nearly drawing blood.

eita’s panting, falling onto you as he squeezes the last drop out, wishing that it was spilled inside you. you let him rest against your body, like you always do because you’re nice, taking the time to catch your own breath. it’s like routine by now, the both of you barely discussing about what you just did, acting like it’s a part of a normal day, like best friends fuck each other everyday, and then go back to resuming what you’re supposed to do.

that is, getting back to kimiko and the others. a part of you feels a little guilty; even though you don’t know her aside from your one-minute interaction earlier today, you know by the look in her eyes when she stares at eita that she’s probably got a crush on him. being a pro soccer player in university as well as being part of a band in school, you’re not surprised that girls are practically lining up for him. yet here he is, too busy for other girls because he’s busy satisfying you.

both of you are too absorbed in your individual thoughts to realise that the door is already opened now, when you’re still pulling your underwear up halfway, when eita’s still standing there in just his boxers, and the both of you are staring dumbly at the person in the doorway because you both recognise them.

there she is, your mother in all her demonly presence, scoffing with her arms crossed as she looks her daughter up and down like she isn’t entirely surprised. beside her is the current man she’s making use of, a poor thing you don’t even want to associate with because she’s going to discard him as soon as he does something wrong.

sometimes you wonder if she ever loved your father or if he was just one of these… poor things.

“get me a different room, i don’t want to sleep in one where such loose kids have been in,” she commands at the man, as if she doesn’t know you, glaring at both of you with disgust. though you and eita look at her with the same look in your eyes.

the moment she leaves the room, you feel eita’s warmth surround you, but your hands stay at your side, both anger and despair welling up in you at the same time.

this is temporary. this is just a distraction. but eita will do his best to make you forget, no matter what—because he’s seen you that day, broken and wailing, blood all over your hands. he’ll do anything not to see you like that again.

there’s a certain selfishness in his actions, but his kiss stuns you anyway, because you know it’s probably not just a simple kiss but lack the energy to dissect it anyway.

“just forget about her, okay?” he whispers in your ear, the gentlest tone you’d ever heard him in.

for now you just let it be, and so does he. things are easier if neither of you question this. for the sake of your friendship.

yeah, that’s what it is.

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