#jingo raichi x reader
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PLEASE i need that dealing with ur ex as ur boyf but for barou cus i KNOW that man would GO OFF!
ex encounters (bllk pt.2) !
no because barou would beat the shit out of someone. i'm jut gonna include the rest i wanted for pt.2 with this <3
features: barou s. jingo r. rensuke k. meguru b.
contents: bad exes. ig hurt comfort. kind of comical. barou tries to fight someone. raichi actually fights someone. barou, raichi, and kunigami are physically imposing. bachira pretends to be cray cray (is he really pretending tho?). they're adults bc i said so. 1.9k words.
tw for the exes: copying you. light implied obsession. second choice. gas lighting. being physically imposing. cheating. implied love bombing. stage 5 clinger (derogatory). extremely mild stalking? (can't think of a better word for it).
pt.1 — pt.3 — pt.4
barou would be so bothered, he would verbally degrade the poor dude to tears. not to mention how physically imposing the man is, the ex would be SPRINTING away.
it all started about three years ago when you broke up with your ex, because you just didn't love him anymore and didn't want to keep him trapped in a loveless relationship.
you always felt bad about it, but never bad enough to get back together with him. especially not after barou had barged his way into your life, conquering your heart.
you were sitting on a bench in the park while waiting for him to come back from getting ice cream for the two of you. y'know, not expecting to see your ex, you were minding your business and scrolling though tiktok.
"y/n, hey!" you looked up to see your ex, at first you were confused because frankly, you didn't recognize him. he had changed a lot about himself, physically, dying his hair and dressing different.
part of you already had an idea where this was going. so, you just smiled at him and tried your best to be polite.
"oh, hello." yep, polite, but not nice so that it would lead him on. he stated blabbing on about how he had changed a lot lately, talking about things from the food he liked to the music he listened to. you noticed that it was all things that you had done or liked back when the two of you were together. it was kind of creeping you out.
"i guess what i'm trying to say is: will you please give me another chance. we should be much more compatible now-" you watched half in amusement and half in shock as a cone of ice cream was sat on his freshly coiffed hair.
your ex whirled around in anger, but immediately when dead still when he saw who did it: your boyfriend, barou. he was now holding only one ice cream as he stared down on your ex.
"you dare to speak to MY servant? begone from my sight, you filthy donkey." his words were spat with a venom as he threateningly stepped towards your ex who ran away.
he grumbled and handed you the ice cream he didn't shove on your ex's head, watching as you looked at him with stars in your eyes. he just huffed and ruffled your hair, looking away to hide the slight flush on his cheeks.
"he won't bother you again, but you better share your ice cream with me as a thanks."
jingo would swing on sight. i’m being so deadass he would sucker punch them and spit on them before looking at you all smiley and walking out while holding your hand.
while on a date with raichi, you had lost him in the aisles of the target that you had chosen to torment. you and him had been having a grand time while terrorizing everyone there with your boisterous cackles at any little thing that slightly amused you.
you had looped around an aisle to find him after walking too fast and he was no where in sight. at first you thought he was hiding from you as a joke so you jumped at the beginning of every aisle to try to catch him off guard. but no one was there.
well no one except your ex. because of course he was there. why wouldn't he be in this random target while you just happened to by separated from your boyfriend?
he wasn't a terrible person per say, but he just had a tendency to choose other things or people over you. that was just something that gnawed at you until you snapped which lead to this big fight, where he accused you of making everything up. that was the last straw for you so you broke up with him and never spoke to him, ignoring his calls until they stopped coming.
but here he was, standing directly in front of you, a wobbly smile on his lips that didn't match the look in his eyes. "hey, honey. how've you been? i've been really bad without you..."
you didn't answer and just stared at him while backing off slightly. he just continued, taking a step forward for every one you took back.
"i really miss you, you make me complete"
"you don't really mean that." the words flew from your lips before you could think, speaking the cold and harsh truth. he knew that as his expression turned in anger, taking a bigger step towards you.
but he was immediately thrown back by a fist ramming right against his cheek. he flew back and stood there stunned, taking in the sight of your boyfriend. his widened eyes, sharp teeth, and muscular form. raichi was cracking his knuckles as he growled at the guy.
your ex was about to swing back only to be punched straight in the nose, falling to the ground, being temporarily knocked out. raichi spat on him and turned to you, grimace turning into a sweet grin. he held your hand as an employee kicked you out of the store.
"we're definitely banned, don't regret it though angel, there are other targets."
rensuke would be just annoyed. he knows what he looks like compared to most men and just stands behind you while looking at the guy, doesn’t even have to do anything.
you were sitting at a table in your favorite restaurant while kunigami went to park the car, wanting to optimize the time that it would take to wait for a table. surprisingly, it wasn't very packed so you were able to get one as soon as you asked the hostess.
so, here you sat, sipping on your water as you waited for your boyfriend to come back to join you.
what you didn't expect was to feel an unfamiliar hand on your shoulder, turning to see your ex. he wasn't anything special; the typical cheater. he was so sweet to you at the beginning of it all, treating you as if he was your world almost instantly. that really should have only clued to you that he was hiding something.
he cheated on you with not only one person, but THREE. so he was the furthest from someone you could get back together with. so when he started doing the same sweet lines that he had given you during the beginning of your relationship, a familiar sense of dread set in.
"hey there pretty, missed ya so much, why don't i join you here?"
you just shook your head as you noticed rensuke approaching from the front of the restaurant. you had stopped listening to your ex and you watched his form talk to the hostess.
she pointed in your direction, and you watched as his gaze moved upon you and the predicament you were in. he sent an apologetic smile your way as he walked with a slight haste you way.
"...and those are the reasons why we would be perfect if we got back together." he finished off a long spiel that you, frankly, weren't listening to. you just nodded, watching as rensuke settled behind the guy, waiting for him to notice.
"that's nice and all, it's just: i already have a boyfriend. plus, you cheated on me." your ex just sighed and began to start complimenting you, saying he was such a fool.
rensuke cleared his throat as he stood with his arms crossed, a brow quirked. he was kinda hot like this, to be honest. your ex just turned around and when he saw him, you saw his eyes widen.
your ex just looked between the two of you, acknowledging your loving gaze at the other man, he just sighed and left. rensuke snickered and sat across from you, flipping through the menu.
"can't take ya anywhere, can i, sweetheart?"
meguru would go like feral. he would start talking to the monster in front of the dude and just make him think he was batshit crazy. i mean, it worked, so whatever.
you were sitting with bachira on a bench while he idly chattered about bees. you just smiled as you listened to him list off all sorts of things that you couldn't understand through the jumbling of his words from excitement.
suddenly, your pleasant afternoon was interrupted by a voice shouting your name. you turned to see you ex running up to you with a smile. he never really left you alone, even after you had broken up. always happy to see you and insert himself into anything that you were doing. like a nosey dog. somehow, he was everywhere you were, like he knew you'd be there.
"heya! how've you been, missed you!" he went in for a side-hug but you scooted further into bachira's side, skirting away from it. bachira had long forgotten his beloved bees, instead scrutinizing your ex with a hollow, yellow gaze.
"hey..." you trailed off, lookng away as he sat down, squeezing into the two person bench, legs against yours. so you leaned further into bachira, relishing in the arm he draped over the back of the bench to rest around your shoulders. you also saw the glare your ex shot his way.
"just wanted you to know that i've really missed you, and i'm practically begging you for another chance!" his tone was chipper as his eyes glared harshly into your boyfriend, holding all but friendliness.
bachira suddenly burst into laughter, cackling like a maniac. he looked at the ground in front of the two of you, as if something was there.
"d'you hear the never of this guy? flirting with my partner right in front of me?" he spoke to nothing, it took you a little aback at first before remembering about his 'monster.' your ex just looked at him with wide eyes, clearly freaked out.
bachira nodded at the spot, mumbling agreements. he suddenly turned to your ex, looking him dead in the eye, piercing into him. his face was blank, eyes wide and empty, the only expression was a smirk on his lips.
"the monster in me says that the world would be better of without you... and i agree." your ex jumped up and muttered a goodbye to you before speedwalking away.
you turned to bachira and watched him shake his head like a dog, expression returning to normal as he looked at you with sparkly eyes and a genuine smile. your heart returned to normal as he kissed your shoulder.
"i may be crazy for you, sweet thing, but i'm not actually crazy. yet..."
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Scoring, In More Ways Than One | Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x Reader
When you ask your non-writer friends to help you name your fic and you end up with football puns, but I’m not even mad about it.
This is a disgustingly late submission to @prettyboykatsuki‘s Corruption collab. I’m so sorry that I’m now so late you probably forgot all about the collab entirely, but thank you so much for letting me join! This has been dying in my docs for months so it feels amazing to actually finish it and I hope you guys enjoy!
Summary: You knew when you first started dating Kunigami that he took football extremely seriously, and it was something that you accepted about him. He’s waiting until he makes it into the Pro-leagues to have sex with you, because he can’t have any vices or distractions from his childhood dream, but Raichi thinks you’re the biggest distraction there is.
Warnings: 18+, pwp, no beta, virgin!reader, implied/hinted virgin!Kunigami, threesomes, degradation from Raichi, praise, blowjobs, hand jobs, cunnilingus, fingering, multiple orgasms, spanking, sweat, cumplay, creampies, no protection, voyeurism.
Pairing: Kunigami Rensuke x Raichi Jingo x f!reader.
Word Count: 8.6k.
Qualifying matches were often a hostile environment for your boyfriend and his football team, the tensions high as they made their way up the tables towards the finals. During these periods it was normal for you to see less of Kunigami as he spent all his free time practising with his team, but for a few cherished moments each evening, you’d have him all to yourself.
You’d been lucky enough to accompany him to the championships this year. Often having to resort to FaceTime, texts and voice calls to keep close during the distance in your relationship. But as well as getting to spend more time with your boyfriend during downtime and watching the games from the sidelines, this meant you now got to experience how hostile the environment could get with his teammates.
“That goal was mine, Kunigami.” Raichi snarled after shouldering his way into your hotel room that evening, “You always have to play the fuckin’ hero, huh?”
“You weren’t open,” Kunigami replied smoothly, towelling his hair dry as he stood at the foot of the bed with a pair of sweats slung low on his hips, “And we needed to win.”
“Are you trying to say I couldn’t have made it?” Raichi scoffed.
“There was no way,” Kunigami shrugged, “That’s why Isagi passed to me.”
"And you thought you'd just score the winning goal." Raichi rolled his eyes.
"Isn't that the point of the game, Raichi?" Kunigami tutted, dropping the towel onto the office chair in the room to cross his arms over his chest, “Scoring goals?”
"You're so lucky to have such a good guy ain't ya, sweetheart." Raichi seethed, pure venom dripping from his every word.
"Yeah, she is." Kunigami furrowed his brows, "And I think it's time for you to leave."
“Oh, am I interrupting something?" Raichi's eyes darted between you and Kunigami, assessing him in his current state of undress.
“Yeah, you are actually.” He continued.
“Alright, alright. I’ll leave you to have sex with your girlfriend,” Raichi sneered, “Maybe that’ll stop you being selfish for five fuckin’ minutes.”
“Oh, we weren’t,” You felt your cheeks heat up at the blunt question, “We don’t—”
“You don’t what?” Raichi pressed, taking a step closer to you as he narrowed his eyes at you.
You worried your glossed bottom lip between your teeth at the question as you felt your heartbeat increase under his scrutiny; wondering how someone had the gall and confidence to ask such a personal question.
“We don’t— we weren’t having sex tonight.”
“You fighting?” Raichi’s tone became softer as he tilted his head to try and meet your gaze, subtly trying to check if you were okay before leaving the room.
“Oh, no. Everything’s fine.” You gave him a reassuring smile.
“Good, ‘cause if he does anything to ya you can tell me, you know?”
“Stop being an idiot, Raichi,” Kunigami uttered coolly.
“I’m not,” He growled, “I’m just checkin’ she’s okay, ‘cause if she ain’t I ain’t about to leave her with you.”
“We don’t have sex.” You blurted out.
Both men snapped their heads towards you in shock, eyes wide as you felt minuscule in their presence.
“You what?” Raichi’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked towards Kunigami, perplexed, “You don’t fuck?”
“Uh, not yet.” You replied as Kunigami narrowed his eyes at Raichi, stepping forward as though he was about to shove him out of your room.
“What does she see in you?” Raichi scoffed, “Neglecting her for football.”
“I’m not neglecting her,” Kunigami glared at his teammate “She knows the rule.”
“No distractions.” You murmured shyly.
You knew your boyfriend would be proud to score the winning goal, the goal that had his team going into the semi-finals. Excited to get back to your hotel room for the evening to get him to yourself for a few hours before he had to go and do it all again in the morning. Setting his alarm for the same ungodly hour he chose to wake up at just to make sure he had enough time to go for a jog before practice.
“Distractions?” Raichi laughed, “You’re that bad at football you can’t do both?”
“You clearly can’t.” Kunigami bit back, “How many goals did you score tonight?”
“That’s cause Isagi didn’t pass to me, asshole.” Raichi spat back.
You’d known about Kunigami’s rule before you’d started getting serious, laughing when he’d told you about it one night over drinks and dinner. Being with him for so long, you knew how seriously he took his craft, he’d made it clear to you that it had always been his dream to become a professional footballer and you were behind him one hundred percent. But you’d assumed his rule about no vices and no distractions would be loose, or at least easily broken.
Losing count of the number of nights you’d spent unable to fall asleep when Kunigami had left you at your apartment building dripping and needy, those gentle goodbye kisses often turning into sloppy make-out sessions that left you feeling hot and bothered as you grabbed your trusty vibrator to help get you off before bed. Disbelieving that your boyfriend's willpower could be that strong you still continued to try to break him down, sending him suggestive selfies and messages that did little to break his resolve.
“Why’d you think I call it my sexy football, hah?” Raichi grinned. shooting you a smug grin.
“You don’t have a girlfriend,” Kunigami continued, “You wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh yeah? Try me.” Raichi looked as though he was about to square up to your boyfriend, both men seemingly forgetting you were even in the room as they begun to throw their weight around to try and assert their dominance.
“The sex must be good.” Raichi took a step towards you, “Is that it, sweetheart? He got a big cock?”
Raichi already knew the answer, he knew from the stolen glances in the changing rooms at Blue Lock that Kunigami was packing.
“I uh— I don’t know.” You felt flustered, a heat rising through your body and boiling to the surface as you tried to pat the flushed feeling away from your cheeks.
With all the lewd photographs you’d sent Kunigami, you’d never received one of anything below the waist. Save for the few that he’d send when he was getting ready for training, or the gym. Although, the bulge beneath his pants was clear to see, especially out on the field. It was no secret that your boyfriend was certainly hiding something below his belt, but you’d never experienced it firsthand.
“You don’t know?” Raichi raised a brow in confusion, taking a step towards you, “Wait, you’re a virgin?”
It felt awkward admitting it to someone outside the relationship what your sexual status was, a man who was virtually a stranger outside of being Kunigami’s teammate. You nodded your head in affirmation as you glanced back at Kunigami behind Raichi, who had an unreadable expression on his face.
“Come on man, you’re not telling me you haven’t had sex yet?” Raichi shook his head in disbelief, “Look at her—”
“Football is first.” Kunigami replied simply, as though it was the most obvious answer in the world, “I can’t have any distractions.”
“Yet your girlfriend is the biggest distraction there is, just fuckin’ look at her.” Raichi’s eyes shamelessly roamed your body as you felt yourself inch closer to your boyfriend, looking over you as though he was a jaguar poised and ready to pounce on its prey, “Have you even noticed how pretty she is?”
But the thought that you didn’t even know what your own boyfriend looked like, that he hadn’t even allowed you a messy fumble in the dark had Raichi’s cock throbbing beneath his shorts. Even though football was his dream, he’d let his path to becoming the greatest player in the world stray if it meant a moment buried deep inside your warm, wet cunt.
“Of course, I have.” Kunigami found himself rolling his eyes at his old teammate, “But I can’t let it get in the way of being signed—”
“But that doesn’t mean you should leave a pretty little thing like this unsatisfied, ain’t that right, sweetheart?”
You chewed your bottom lip between your teeth as you neglected to answer the question. You’d lost count of the sheer number of times you’d touched yourself to the thought of Kunigami’s head between your thighs, or the sensation of him sinking into you for the first time. Your fingers were no match for how he would actually feel in comparison, you knew from the nights where you’d press yourself back against him in your sleep that he was well endowed, but if only he would show you—
“See, she wants it.” Raichi continued, taking your silence as the answer that he desired, “If she was my girlfriend I think I’d be permanently hard.”
“Yeah, well lucky for you and her, she isn’t your girlfriend.” Kunigami snapped back, clearly irritated by the conversation.
“I don’t know how you manage to focus on the pitch when you have such a hot girl waiting for ya.” He continued pushing your boyfriend's buttons, something he’d learned to do from months of training together, “She’s so distracting.”
Raichi caught you by surprise as he reached out for you, his warm hand cupping your cheek. Calloused skin from years of arduous training as it caught comfortingly against your soft skin, his thumb tilting your chin up to gaze into his eyes.
“I’m not like you,” Kunigami began.
Raichi’s gaze looked ravenous, predatory. As though you were a sheep being led to the slaughter and he was the rapacious wolf.
“I don’t get distracted.” You missed the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed thickly, the thoughts of giving into his desires now at the forefront of his mind.
“Oh, I know you ain’t nothing like me,” Raichi smirked, his warm breath fanning across your cheeks as he leaned impossibly closer, his lips dangerously close to yours. If you just made the slightest movement—
“Back off, Raichi,” Kunigami growled to your left, his nostrils flaring as you glanced towards him.
Raichi’s upper lip curled into a snarl as Kunigami broke your gaze from him, his gentle fingertips tightened against your cheeks as he pursed your lips onto a pout.
“Why? Someone's gotta take care of her,” Raichi continued, “Since you clearly ain’t.”
“I take great care of her actually—”
“Yeah? Let’s look at how wet her little panties are and then we’ll see, huh?” Raichi’s grin was almost deranged when he caught the way your eyes rolled at the suggestion, “Oh? You like the sound of that, sweetheart? Want us to see how soaked you are right now?”
“Knock it off, man.” Kunigami snarled.
You were unsure the last time you’d heard your boyfriend sound so indignant, maybe during a match when the referee was about to hand out a yellow for a minor infraction— the disruption to the game preventing him from reaching the goal line to score. Or the stories he’d return home with after stressful practices the ones where he’d spent the rest of the evening sulking because nothing seemed to go right.
“Why don’t you for once ask what she wants?” Raichi moved away from your face and stood back to full height. Still no match for the inches Kunigami had on him, but the domineering aura still surrounded his stature, “When’s the last time you thought about that?”
Kunigami was silent as his golden eyes met your gaze, his jaw tightened as he dwelled on the question. For so long he’d been so selfish, so focused on his own career and goals— his dream. That he never once thought about what you wanted. Too complacent in believing that you were going to be there for him through everything, and you were. You are.
“Thought so.” Raichi scoffed, “You can still be a top player and have some fun, look at Drogba—”
Kunigami remained silent as you watched the gears in his head begin to turn, much like he’d do whilst on the pitch as he tried to choose the next course of action. His next move. Your next move.
“You know your rules are fuckin’ bullshit.” Raichi continued, “You want to, don’t you?”
Raichi turned his attention back to you, and all of a sudden you felt intimidated to have both men waiting for your response. The air in the room felt thick and heavy as you tried to remember to breathe, your heart pounded against your ribcage as you barely breathed out a response.
“Yeah.”
The answer was all it took for the sharp-toothed grin to reappear across Raichi’s cheeks, with a final glance out of the side of his eyes to Kunigami he leaned forward again.
“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, sweetheart.” Raichi whispered, his large palm curled around your neck to hold it at the nape, calloused pads pressing into the soft skin, “I’ll show him what to do to make you feel good.”
Your gasp was caught in your throat as Raichi brought you into a scorching kiss, his lips hot and heavy as you felt his dominance encapsulate you. His tongue bullied its way between your parted lips as you felt it lash against your teeth, exploring every inch of new territory. He was ravenous as his other hand moved to your hip, squeezing the supple skin as you let out a gentle moan.
While things would often get hot and heavy with Kunigami, especially after a particularly intense football match. He’d never kissed you like this. Breaking it off before it became too intense, too much. The restraint and control learned after years of arduous training and strict regimes, but it often left you feeling hot and bothered as you were left with a racing heart and sticky panties.
Raichi’s fingertips felt scorching as they travelled higher, slipping beneath your shirt to press against your skin. Your hands instantly moved to his broad shoulders to try and give yourself some semblance of reality as you felt him smirk against your lips at the action. Deepening the kiss as his tongue swirled against your own, his gruff grunts swallowed by your mouth as he let his hands roam your body.
Usually, this would be the part where Kunigami would stop, his breath shaky and eyes wild as he tried in vain to calm himself down. His hard cock straining against his shorts as he’d excuse himself to make a drink, or take a cold shower while you were left unsatisfied. But Raichi wasn’t about to stop here—
His hands began to pull your top up your torso, reluctantly breaking the kiss to pull the offending fabric up and over your head as he carelessly let it drop to the floor. Leaning back to catch a glimpse of the pretty black bra you wore that framed your breasts perfectly.
“Black?” He grinned, glancing over at Kunigami, “You know what black underwear means, Kuni?”
“What?” Your boyfriend raised a brow as Raichi let his thumbs stroke against the intricate lace, all teeth showing as he noticed the way your nipples pebbled against the fabric.
“Means she wants to have sex,” He grinned, “Wonder if your knickers match too, sweetheart.”
Kunigami’s eyes widened in surprise, there was no way that’s what the simple colour choice of your undergarments meant. But with the way Raichi’s eyes were roaming your exposed skin he couldn’t help but join him. You looked gorgeous standing under their gaze, the gentle glow of light from the hotel room somehow managed to cast some kind of ethereal glow against your skin as Raichi’s hands slipped around your frame.
“Is this alright?” He whispered uncharacteristically. Knowing that in that moment your answer would’ve meant everything as he waited for your response.
“Yeah,” You smiled softly.
Your heart was racing as Raichi began to fiddle with the clasp.
“You’re acting so cocky but you can’t undo her bra?” Kunigami scoffed, “Just like your football.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Raichi glared, brows furrowed, “I know more than you, wildcard.”
“That’s debatable.” Kunigami rolled his eyes, “Let me do it.”
“You didn’t even wanna fuck her, leaving her neglec—”
“Yes, I do!” Kunigami snapped, cutting him off as a faint hint of pink blush stained his cheeks.
Heating the admission from him had your heart fluttering, remembering those nights when he’d left you unsatisfied and needy whilst questioning whether he even wanted you at all.
“Yeah? So why not do it.” Raichi finally managed to grasp the clasp of your bra as the fabric went lax around your frame, the straps pooled around your elbows and the cups dropped from your soft mounds, exposing your skin to the cool air of the room.
Both men stopped in their tracks at the sight, their argument immediately diminished to silence as they took in the sight of your bare chest.
“Fuck,” Kunigami groaned softly, chewing his bottom lip between his teeth as he couldn’t take his chestnut eyes off you.
“You tellin’ me you haven’t even seen her tits before?” Raichi raised a brow in disbelief as he shot a look towards his teammate.
“No— well, yeah I have.” Kunigami mumbled, “She sends me pictures.”
Raichi’s eyes lit up at the admission, turning his attention back to you as he pulled the needless fabric from your arms, letting it fall to the floor as he honed in on you.
“You sending Kunigami dirty pictures, sweetheart?” He grinned, “You’re filthy, ain’tcha?”
He reached out to pinch one of your hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he tweaked it, tugging it from your body as he watched your lips curl into a pouty whine. Letting go as your breast bounced back into place.
“You’re gonna have to send me those too,” Raichi shot at Kunigami as he palmed your other breast, massaging it softly as you let out a gentle whine, “Can't think of better game motivation than that.”
“You aren’t getting shit.” Kunigami growled, “Those are for my eyes only.”
“That’s alright, I’m sure she’ll take some just for me. Won’t you, sweetheart?” Raichi winked at you as you felt your cunt clench around nothing at the thought.
“You wish.” Kunigami spat back.
Raichi leaned forward, bending at the waist to pull one of your taut nipples into his warm, wet mouth. Your back arched into his touch as you felt his teeth graze the sensitive skin, his tongue circling the soft bud as you tried to keep yourself upright. Your legs quivered as your fingers curled into his messy hair, your nails grazing his scalp as a salacious moan left your lips.
“Why not try it, Kunigami?” Raichi pulled back from your nipple with a pop, his tongue flicking it, “Look how much she likes it.”
You were surprised when Kunigami stepped closer, towering over both of you as a large palm cupped your cheek, meeting your gaze as if to ask for silent permission before he brought you into a sensual kiss.
His other hand reached up to hesitantly palm your naked breast. So used to soft petting and dry humping when you were both fully clothed, it felt exhilarating to have his hands pressed against your naked skin. His restraint was far stronger than your own whenever you were intimate, stopping just before things went too far but you were left dripping in your own slick.
“Rensuke.” His name was swallowed by his lips as he groaned into the kiss at the sound of it uttered so desperately.
“See?” Raichi goaded, “Look how bad she wants it.”
“Do you ever shut the fuck up?” Kunigami broke the kiss to shoot a glare at his teammate.
“You should know better than anyone that I don’t.” Raichi gave him a wide, toothy grin as he rut his hips against your side, allowing you to feel how hard and needy he was for you.
You felt Raichi’s thumbs dip into the hem of your skirt, teasingly tugging at the material before he began to tug it down your plush thighs, shamelessly ogling your naked skin as he caught the hint of your black panties to match the bra that was now forgotten on the floor.
“I fuckin’ knew it,” He grinned when he saw them, “And all lacy and shit too? You’re begging to be fucked, sweetheart.”
Kunigami felt the heat rise in his cheeks as he looked at the tiny piece of cloth that hid your most intimate area, his cock throbbing beneath his shorts as he thought about what lay beneath. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t fucked his fist to the thought multiple times, working out his frustrations in the shower as the loud cascade of water drowned out his groans of pleasure.
“I think you’re a fuckin’ liar, Kunigami.” Raichi pressed, “Ain’t no way you haven’t fucked this yet.”
“I haven’t.” He mumbled. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but Ego’s words continued to ring in his ears about distractions that could stop him from reaching his dream. The wildcard made him come too close to failure, he couldn’t face that again.
“So it must be that you ain’t got a clue what you’re doing then?” He continued.
“I know what I’m fucking doing.” The sound of Kunigami swearing had your clit throbbing as both men bickered beside you.
“Yeah?” Raichi scoffed, turning his attention to you, “You think he knows what he’s doing, sweetheart? Or do you think I could make you cum harder?”
You didn’t answer, already seeing the fury in your boyfriend's eyes as he moved your body as though you weighed nothing. Years of intense training built him into a wall of muscle as you felt the backs of your thighs hit the plush hotel bed, falling back onto the mattress as Kunigami stalked you like prey. Nimble fingers curled into the hem of your panties as he peeled them from your body. Both men watched the way the crotch stuck to your skin from how wet you were, glossy strings of your slick breaking off against your slit and inner thighs as Raichi swore beneath his breath.
“Jesus, Kunigami.” Raichi growled, “How the fuck are you not bedding this every damn night.”
Kunigami couldn’t respond, he wasn’t even sure of the answer himself. Not that he had any experience, but he was certain you had the most perfect pussy he’d ever lay his eyes on. His cock jumped at the sight as the glossy mess of your slick glistened beneath the room's lighting.
“I’d wanna be buried inside her permanently, shit.” Raichi groaned as he tugged his shirt up, pulling it from the back as he displayed his toned muscles.
“Shame she isn’t your girlfriend then, isn’t it?” Kunigami rolled his eyes, flexing his own muscles as a subtle display of dominance.
“You ever had this pretty pussy ate, sweet girl?” Raichi climbed onto the bed beside his teammate as he began to run a palm up your inner thigh, nimble fingers stroking against the apex as he touched dangerously close to your labia, “Look at her— She’s so fucking pretty isn’t she? She deserves it.”
You shook your head wordlessly as you felt like an innocent lamb captured by two hungry wolves. Feasting on you with their predatory gazes as they thought about consuming you whole.
“Let me show you what it feels like, yeah?” Raichi’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned down, unabashedly breathing in through his nose to inhale the scent of you.
“If anyone’s going to be tasting her, it’ll be me.” Kunigami shouldered him roughly, settling himself between your thighs as he shot Raichi a glare.
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” Raichi scoffed.
“Yes.” Kunigami shot back, but you could hear the underlying uncertainty in his tone.
“Yeah? Let’s see then, wildcard.”
Kunigami met your gaze as if asking for silent permission as he lowered himself onto his chest, one of his muscular arms wrapped around your thigh as he took a moment to stare at your glossy slit, your essence dripping from your tiny hole and trickling down the curve of your ass. Whining, you shifted your hips slightly, a silent invitation for him to do something as you felt both men's eyes on your naked body.
“Sorry, princess,” He hummed gently, leaning forward to press a lingering kiss to your clit which had your entire body convulsing. Your hips jerked wildly as Kunigami’s arm tightened around your thigh to stop you from moving away.
“Holy fucking shit, she’s so sensitive.” Raichi groaned, leaning down to palm himself through his shorts.
Kunigami tentatively poked his tongue out to taste you, licking his lips as his warm breath tickled your skin. Gliding it through your messy folds as he found your slick entrance, pressing forward so the tip disappeared inside you. Your hand weaved into his messy hair as you held him tight, your iris’ blown as you tried to control your breathing. The sensation was nothing like you’d ever felt before, certain that your fingers and toys could never replicate the feeling.
“Does that feel good, pretty girl?” Raichi grinned as he moved up the bed to kneel by your face.
“Yeah,” You nodded as Kunigami continued to feast on your cunt, his tongue dipping inside your tight entrance to taste more of you as you languidly rolled your hips into him.
His palm splayed against your soft mound as he used his fingers to spread your lips apart, giving him better access as he slurped on your folds. The soft timber of his groans vibrated against your hole as his nose occasionally nudged your clit.
“Think you can handle sucking my cock while Kunigami eats that pretty pussy?” Raichi stroked your cheek, so unused to seeing this soft, sweet side of him as you nodded obediently.
The change in his expression was swift. A dark, depraved smirk etched into his features as he was quick to pull his shorts down. The heavy weight of his cock flopped out as he let his shorts rest around the curve of his ass. The fat tip was a dark pinkish hue as pre began to bead in his slit, his fist wrapping around his girth to give himself a teasing pump as he noticed the nervous expression on your face.
“You ever sucked cock before, sweetness?” He asked as you shook your head.
“That’s cute, you gonna be good at it. I can tell.” He pressed the tip of his cock against your parted lips as you felt the tacky sensation of his cum coat them. Smearing it against them before you experimentally poked the tip out to taste him.
“Fuuuck, that’s it. Good girl.” He groaned as he pushed forward, watching the head slowly disappear between your parted lips, “Get it all nice and wet for me.”
You moaned around him as you felt the stretch in your jaw from his sheer size, Kunigami’s tongue still persistent inside your cunt as Raichi began a slow, steady pace.
“Jesus christ, Kunigami. What the fuck have you done together? Nothin’?” He groaned, “You got no clue what you’re missing out on.”
Your tongue followed the thick vein on the underside of his cock as you bobbed your head, feeling lightheaded from the combination of pleasure as Kunigami remained buried between your thighs.
“Suck her clit,” Raichi goaded, “Do you even know what that is?”
“Course I fucking do.” Kunigami snarled.
“Then do it, idiot.” Raichi spat back.
You were caught by surprise when Raichi leaned down to press his palm against the back of Kunigami’s head, his fingers weaving into his hair as he tugged roughly. Deliberately moving his lips towards your puffy clit, the sudden sensation had your hips bucking off the bed as you cried out the moment that Kunigami wrapped his lips around the sensitive nub.
“That’s it, she liked that. Didn’t you, sweetheart?” Raichi grinned, “Bet that pretty little pussy is creaming right now. Kunigami add a finger, stretch her out.”
Kunigami followed the instruction as he pressed his middle finger against your tight entrance, groaning against your clit when he felt the way your walls clung to him.
“Curl it up slightly, she’ll love it.” Raichi continued as Kunigami began to pump his finger in and out of your slick heat, curling it slightly but just enough for it to barely brush against the spongy spot inside you.
“Come on, man. Fuckin’ curl it-” Raichi pressed, grunting when your tongue lapped against his slit as you tasted fresh pre, “Can’t even take simple instruction.”
Raichi leaned down between your thighs as he pressed his index finger against your tight entrance, breaching your hole as his digit joined Kunigami’s. Bending his finger almost painfully as he deliberately pushed it against the spot inside you.
“I can do it better,” Kunigami growled as he tried desperately to find that sweet spot inside you.
“Oh yeah? Prove it.” Raichi goaded with a sly smirk.
“Piss off,” Kunigami growled.
“You wanna curl it until you find it,” Raichi grinned, his eyes remaining focused on your face until he got the indication he needed. Your thick lashes fluttered as a sultry moan vibrates against his cock, “There it is.”
Kunigami obediently followed Raichi’s instructions, both men fucking into you gently with their fingers. You felt your toes curl as your legs began to shake, their movements unsynchronised which had both of them simultaneously brushing against the spongy spot inside you and not allowing you a moment's respite.
“Can you feel that? Her little pussy’s clenchin’ she’s gonna cum, aren’t you sweetheart?”
You weren’t sure you could talk, even without Raichi’s cock in your mouth as you felt yourself coming closer to the edge. Kunigami’s lips were still wrapped firmly around your clit as both men tried to outdo each other by roughly fingering you. Blunt nails dragged against your warmth as you felt the coil inside you snap, a desperate moan vibrating against Raichi’s cock as you came hard.
“Fuck, beautiful.” Kunigami moved back to watch you cum, your eyes rolling as your chest began to heave.
“Don’t fuckin’ stop, idiot.” Raichi chastised as he moved his fingers to your puffy clit, pressing all four against it as he began to press fast circles against it, “Help her ride out her climax, Jesus.”
“Fuck,” Your voice was muffled by Raichi’s cock as you felt yourself being goaded towards another harsh climax. Your tight hole clenched around Kunigami’s finger as both men watched intently.
“Gonna cum again, sweetheart?” Raichi cooed, “Show me.”
You couldn’t hold back, your chest heaving as another intense orgasm was stolen from you. The lack of oxygen made it difficult to breathe as you felt your thighs become lax.
“God, she’s so fuckin’ pretty.” Raichi gave a sudden rut of his hips that had the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as you began to cough and splutter around him.
“Oi!” Kunigami growled, moving from his position between your thighs to sit up on his knees. Chestnut eyes gazed down at you with concern as he rubbed soft circles into your thighs, uncaring that your slick was now leaving glistening lines against your skin and dribbling down his chin.
“Shit, baby. I’m sorry.” He smiled apologetically as Kunigami glared at him.
“Careful, asshole,” Kunigami growled, looking as though he was ready to fight him even in this state.
“I said I was sorry, man. Felt too fuckin’ good.” Raichi shrugged, “You liked it though, didn’t you sweetheart?”
You couldn’t respond, your chest still heaving in gulps of air as you tried to calm your racing heart from the two mind-numbing orgasms you’d just been gifted, unsure if you could handle a third.
“Yeah, you did.” He grinned, “It’ll feel even better in your pretty pussy.”
Raichi gave his cock a languid tug as he moved to shift down the bed, a motion that was stopped abruptly by Kunigami who pushed his shoulder back with a harsh shove.
“You’re not putting it in.” He growled.
“Oh, so now you suddenly want to fuck her?” Raichi glared.
“I’ve always wanted to fuck her.” Kunigami bit back.
“Yeah? So why’d you neglect her for so long?”
Neglect.
The word hurt Kunigami. He’d never seen it that way before. So focused on his own career and goals he never once thought to ask about your thoughts or feelings. So certain that you were content in the relationship with him. He’d done everything he could in his power to make sure that you felt loved, cherished and important whenever he was with you, it was difficult to believe that he’d made you feel this way for so long but now he had the chance to make it up to you and he was determined to prove that he could.
“You okay?” Kunigami questioned softly as he lined himself up with your tight entrance, smoothing the tip of his cock through your messy folds to coat himself with your essence.
“Yeah,” You breathed deeply, weaving your arms around his back as you felt him slowly start to breach your walls. The fat tip of his cock stretched you out as you shifted uncomfortably beneath him, trying to ignore the dull ache that was now throbbing through your lower half.
Raichi’s fingers reached out to pinch and tug at your pebbled nipples, trying to distract you from the pain as you felt Kunigami begin to push deeper. His movements were slow and uncertain, worried as though he may hurt you more if he went too fast. But you were choking on air as you tried to pull him deeper, your thighs wrapping around his waist in a feeble attempt to get him to bottom out as you murmured.
“You’re so beautiful,” Kunigami whispered, stroking his fingers against your hips as he began to give quick, shallow thrusts to try and stretch you out more. Watching his cock slowly disappear inside your warmth, “Does it feel good?”
“Yeah,” You exhaled, unsure how else to describe the sensation as Kunigami set a steady pace, “Oh, fuck.”
“Tell me to stop and I’ll stop, okay?” He murmured, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your parted lips as you hummed softly. The dull ache between your thighs slowly morphing into pleasure.
Each forward thrust felt like Kunigami was splitting you open, his thick cock stretching your pliant walls into the shape of him as you clung to his muscular arms. There’s something about the way Kunigami handles you, so full of care and poise— as though he’s terrified that if he’s too rough he might break you, preventing the cracks like cradling fine bone china.
“Fuck her properly,” Raichi rolls his eyes, noticing the way his teammate gently cants his hips forward. His strong hands moved down to Kunigami’s hips as he grips him tight, pushing him forward to plunge his thickness deeper inside you as you let out a salacious groan.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Kunigami growls, his hand flailing wildly behind him in an attempt to shove Raichi away, still buried deep inside your warm heat.
“Move your hips like this,” Raichi’s fingertips pushed into Kunigami’s sides hard, angling him slightly so the curve of his cock was brushing against the same spot inside you with each forward motion. Delving deeper instead of catching against your inner walls and making you wince, the slightest change now had you crying out in pleasure.
“That’s it,” He grinned, “See— look how much she fuckin’ loves it.”
You’re so wet, so warm, so tight— it has Kunigami’s mind reeling as he rocks his hips into you, chestnut eyes focused on your reaction with each languid movement. The change in angle has him seemingly deeper inside you, as the tip of his cock fucks deep enough to meet your cervix.
“More, fuck— Ren. Please, fuck me hard.”
“Listen to her, practically begging for it,” Raichi grins, reaching up to palm one of your bouncing breasts, “You’ve had her desperate and needy for too long, Kunigami.”
He obliges as the sheer force of his thrusts have you squealing out for him, fat tears now clinging to your thick lashes as they blur your vision. Quickly blinking them back in order not to obscure the view of your boyfriend ploughing into your body above you. Even on the pitch, you’ve yet to see him this ravenous, this hungry. Your nails dig into the expanse of his arms as you leave crescent-shaped moons in their wake, certain to leave marks, reminders of this night together.
“How many times have you played with this sloppy pussy to the thought of this, huh?”
You can’t even answer, any coherent thoughts fled from your mind the moment you felt Kunigami slide his thick cock inside your eager cunt. The only thing that matters to you now is the pleasure building inside your core, tightening with every pronounced thrust. The slick sound of his balls slapping against your ass fills the room as you try desperately to try and match his rhythm. The attempts were futile from this position as you can do nothing more but lay there and take everything Kunigami has to give you.
“Oi,” Raichi prompts, his calloused fingers pinching at your taut nipple roughly, “Answer the question, pretty girl.”
“What question?” You mumble deliriously as Kunigami hits that same spot inside you with such precision.
“How many times you touched yourself to the thought of this?” He almost growls, fingers pinching and pulling your hardened buds as you whine.
“A lot.” You feel the air caught in your throat when your walls begin to clamp down around Kunigami, your orgasm hovering over you as he continues sending you over the edge.
“Thought so, you dirty girl.” Raichi smirks, teeth gleaming beneath the harsh lights as your fingers fist the white hotel sheets, “That’s why this pussy's so greedy, huh?”
You’re certain you can’t last much longer, not with the way Kunigami is plunging inside your tight heat, every single thrust has him pushing you further up the mattress towards the headboard as his entire body is practically on top of you now, making you feel minuscule in comparison as he continues his pace.
“Rensuke,” You whispered, “I’m gonna cum.”
The admission has Kunigami’s pace faltering, a choked “shit” leaving his lips as his hips stutter inside you. Warm hands holding your thighs even tighter as you're certain his grip will bruise your soft skin.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” Raichi cooed, “This is what you wanted, wasn’t it?”
The words seem to have Kunigami moving with more vigour, as though he’s desperate to have you bolting into your own pleasure before he finds his. The molten heat radiating from between your thighs is scorching, your slick coating your skin and making him stick to you comfortably as he wrecks your tight cunt.
“Someone to ruin your sloppy little pussy.” Raichi’s words did nothing to satiate the desire building inside you,
“Shit, shit, shit,” You cry in time with each rough thrust Kunigami gives you, unable to hold back any longer, “I’m cumming.”
The dam inside you finally bursts as you feel yourself succumb to the pleasure coursing through you. A jumbled cry of Kunigami’s name spills from your lips as your release trickles around his thick cock, your walls clamping down around him as he follows you into euphoria.
“Fuck,” Kunigami snarled, his hips stuttering as his climax caught him off guard. Unable to stop himself as he came deep inside you. Scorching hot spurts of cum coat your inner walls as he fills you with his release, fucking it deeper inside you as he gives a few more shaky cants of his hips before he’s pulling himself from your warmth, creamy rings of your slick glistening around the base of his softening cock as he collapses beside you on the bed.
Raichi immediately pulls one of your thighs up towards him at the top of the bed, causing Kunigami to spit out a harsh “Careful.” as he practically moved you like a Ragdoll.
“Can I, sweetheart?” His thick tip smooths through your wet folds, coating himself in your slick as his head nudges your sensitive clit, “Promise I’m clean.”
“That’s debatable.” Kunigsmi scoffed.
“Man, fuck you.” Raichi shot his friend a glare before gazing back down at you, “Please?”
You stare up at him in a daze as you nod, your hips jerking when you feel him tap the underside of his cock against your clit.
“Need to hear you say it, sweetheart. Try again.” He coos.
“Yeah,” You mumble, “Yes, please.”
Raichi doesn’t waste a moment before his hard cock was buried deep inside your sopping cunt, feeling the final tremors of your climax as your walls clenched around him.
“Oh, fuck.” He groans, “Such a slut letting me fuck you raw, ain’tcha.”
You were embarrassed by the crude squelch your cunt made each time Raichi drove his hips forward, the stretch and the mixture of cum had your cheeks inflamed as you tried to hide your face with your palms.
“Aw, baby. Don’t hide your pretty face,” Raichi cooed, one of his palms reaching up to wrap around your wrist to show him your face again, “Listen to how sloppy your little pussy is. Making such pretty noises for me.”
His other hand pressed your thigh up, changing the angle as your knee was positioned near your face. The movement increased the lewd sounds as you felt your tits bounce with each harsh thrust. Unlike Kunigami, Raichi showed no care or concern for your comfort. Fucking into your pliant body with vigour as he chased his own release, the slick sounds only goading him on as you felt his balls slap against your ass with each vigorous thrust.
“Acting all sweet and innocent,” Raichi cooed, “But you’re a slut aren’t you, pretty girl?”
A rough hand caught the curve of your ass, slapping against your upper thigh as you cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The contrast in the way either manhandled you had you throbbing around Raichi’s cock as Kunigami sat up to stop him.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He snarled, a darkness to his tone that you weren’t sure you’d heard before, the sound had your tight cunt clamping down around Raichi’s cock.
“Fuck— come on, man. She fucking loves it, don’t you?” He gave you another smack and the moan that left your throat was damn near sinful, “See. God, your sloppy pussy is making such a mess of my cock. Or is that you, Kunigami.”
Raichi leaned back to shamelessly stare down at where your bodies were connected, the loud squelch of your cunt intensifying as he saw the mixture of juices glistening against his cock.
“What a messy little pussy,” He smirked, “You got no idea how much I’ve thought about this, sweetness.”
His admission had you struggling for air, your heart racing as he continued his fast, harsh pace. Everything about him was a stark contrast to your soft and sensual lover Kunigami. Each stroke had a brute force behind it that had you crying out, your boyfriend's warm palm stroking your face to ease the tension as he pressed a soft kiss to your dewy temple. His other hand was wrapped around his throbbing cock, the site of you laying back so salaciously had him groaning deep and guttural in his chest as he pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips.
You hesitantly reached out to wrap your hand around Kunigami’s cock instead, pulling another deep groan from his lips as he watched you slowly stroke his cock while Raichi continued driving his hips forward into you. His larger palm wrapped around yours to tighten your grip against his length as he set a consistent pace, his hips jerking up off the bed as he fucked into your fist.
“Gonna make such a mess of this pretty pussy,” Raichi groaned.
Raichi’s fingers dug into your thighs almost uncomfortably as he held onto both for leverage, feeling him almost fold you in two as his sweaty body stuck to your skin.
“Jesus, Kunigami.” Raichi growled, “How the fuck are you not bedding this every damn night.”
There was a predatory glint in Raichi’s eyes as his gaze seared into your skin, the hungry desire all-consuming as you thought he may devour you whole. Sweat beaded against his temples as he set his relentless pace, the crude squealing sound only echoed around the hotel room as you allowed him to use your body as he pleased.
“I’d wanna be permanently buried inside her.” He continued, “She’s so fuckin’ tight.”
“Yeah, well it’s a shame you’ll only get this one chance, huh?” Kunigami spat back, “So you better enjoy it while you can.
“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” He smirked back with a challenging glint in his eyes.
Both men bickered as though you weren’t even in the room, as though one wasn’t currently buried balls deep inside your tight, warm heat. The mushroomed head of his cock hitting the deepest part of you with each buck of his hips, the thick veins running along his length dragging against your spongy walls with each movement that had you hurtling towards another climax like a train about to derail.
“Fuck,” You whined as you felt Raichi hit deep inside you, the pleasure coursing through your body and lumping in your throat as you clung to the sheets beneath you, your nails digging into the soft cotton as you were certain you were tearing holes in it.
“Yeah?” He grinned down at you with sharp teeth, “You like that, pretty girl?”
“I fuck you better than Kunigami ever could, huh?” He smirked down at you, giving a harsh thrust for emphasis.
“Shut the hell up,” Kunigami growled, the sound breaking off into a whine as you circled your hand over the tip of his cock, gathering the pre beading at the slit as you used it as lubrication to drag down his length.
“You can’t get mad at me for speaking facts, bro.” Raichi spat back cockily as he continued to roll his hips.
“If you stopped worrying about what everyone else is doing maybe you wouldn’t end up benched for every game.”
“You fuckin’ prick, I’ll kill—” Raichi snarled, leaning forward to swipe at his teammate.
“Can you stop arguing?” You groaned.
“Aww, you feeling neglected, sweetheart?” Raichi’s voice oozed with faux sympathy, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of ya.”
Reaching between your connected bodies with a sly grin as he pressed a calloused thumb to your puffy clit, spinning rough circles against it as he felt your walls clamp down around him in response.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Cream my cock,” Raichi cooed, “You just needed someone to show you what to do, didn’t you?”
You can’t hold back, not with Raichi’s cock moulding you into the shape of him, fucking Kunigami’s cum even deeper inside you as the lewd squelch fills the room. Both men’s eyes are on you, watching your every move with intense depravity that has you feeling completely perceived, wanted, and desired. The desire building inside you becomes harder to hold onto, and the need to satiate the molten fire inside you becomes too much to bear.
“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum.” You cry out, feeling Raichi’s thumb speed up against your clit, “Oh my god-”
You can’t think straight, all you can think about is the white hot pleasure coursing through your veins as Raichi continues his ruthless pace. He’s got your toes curling and your eyes rolling back as he coaxes you towards your climax, daring you to come undone for him. So he can see you melt into nothing more than a puddle beneath him as he continues his assault on your pliant body.
“Go on then, pretty girl. Cum all over my cock,” Raichi grins.
You’re mind is hazy as he presses against your clit with more fevour, demanding that you succumb to the ecstasy flowing through you and submit to him, almost choking on the spit pooling in your throat as you forget how to breathe. The sensation is unlike anything you’ve ever felt before as he has you dancing on the edge of another mind-numbing release. Certain that you’ll never be able to go back to using your fingers or toys again, not when you’ve found euphoria like this.
Raichi deliberately angles every precise thrust towards your g-spot, hitting it with tenacity each time he cants his hips forward into you. Your messy essence sticks to the hairs at the base of his cock as you coat him in your release. A bright smile breaks out against his features as he stares down at you like the cat that got the cream when he feels you beginning to convulse against him.
“That’s it, good girl. Good fuckin’ girl.” Both men watch as you thrash beneath him, your mind completely blank as you fall apart for them, your climax crashing into you like a tidal wave as you let out a debauched moan.
“So fuckin’ tight.” Raichi continues as your walls clamp down around him in a carnal attempt to milk him of his release, and you don’t even try to stop him as you watch him give a few more chaotic thrusts into your worn cunt.
“Don’t you dare cum inside her.” Kunigami snarls.
But the words fall on deaf ears as Raichi becomes lost in his own pleasure. Chasing his own high as he buries himself inside you to the hilt, the matted hairs at the base of his cock tickling your clit as he meets his own end. His heavy balls tighten as he begins to release hot, sticky spurts of cum inside your abused hole.
“Fuck,” Kunigami grunted as he followed you both into his own bliss, his release spilling out onto your hand and his thighs as he gave a few more lazy ruts into your tight fist before turning to glare at his teammate.
“What did I fuckin’ say, asshole. You can’t take simple instruction.” Kunigami snarled, “This is why you’re always benched.”
“It’s not my fault.” He groaned, pulling out to watch the mixture of cum leaking from your fluttering hole, “I had to fuck ‘er full of you it’s the least you could do.”
“I thought you were supposed to be experienced.” Kunigami continued, grimacing when he noticed the cum covering his palm and thighs.
“Lasted longer than you, asshole.” Raichi scoffed, “You’ve felt this sloppy pussy now so you should get it.”
Raichi’s hands shamelessly slipped down to spread your lips apart, watching the mixture of cum slowly seeping out of you in thick rivulets and onto the soft sheets beneath you.
“Besides, you liked it didn’t you, pretty girl?” He cooed.
“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up, princess,” Kunigami whispered to you softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.
“Yeah, has your room got that massive shower too?” Raichi grinned as he stood from the bed in all his naked glory, his soft cock still glistening with your slick.
“Who said you were invited?” Kunigami replied coolly.
“Aw, don’t be like that Kunigami.” Raichi smirked, “Not after I’ve just seen your girl naked.”
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Tags: gn!clumsy and sensitive!reader x overprotective!boyfriend, reader accidentally cut their finger but no description of it happening
[Barou, Raichi, Kunigami, Shidou]
"I'm not overprotective, you're just really fucking stupid and I have to keep you out of danger all the time." Your boyfriend mumbles under his breath while putting a bandaid on your finger. "Apparently you can't even cook without me being around to keep an eye on you." Even though his tone is a little strict, you know he's not mad but just really worried about you.
"It was an accident..." You try to hold your tears back. The cut on your finger doesn't really hurt but the shock of getting injured makes you want to cry.
"I know that it was an accident." Your boyfriend sighs and pushes a strand of your hair to the side so he can look into your eyes. "But you still have to be more careful. Or else I'll be too afraid to leave you alone in the kitchen."
"I was careful, I ju-"
"I know." He interrupts you the moment he sees the tears rolling down your cheeks. "Just calm down and then I'll cook for you, alright?"
A little smile returns to your face. "Can we cook together? I still want to help."
"Only if you promise to not get hurt again."
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It's been a while since I requested from you and because I spent half of my evening being teased for being short here's something </3
Can you write something about Raichi (lovingly) bullying his tiny s/o for being small and then they tease him back for something else out of nowhere and Raichi's just like "Where did that come from?" because he didn't know his s/o could ever say something even slightly mean HSBFNDNKDND
𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 (𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲)
Pairing(s): Raichi Jingo, Reo Mikage, and Rin Itoshi x gn!reader (separately)
Author Note: This fanfic has been rotting in my drafts for days💀 Nah because fucking kids be making fun of me for being short😔😔 Life is not daijoubu🫠 the other two is kind of different from Raichi's but it still fits the title :)
Warning: swearing. And maybe one dirty joke? Eh. The reader is short.
꒰‧₊˚RAICHI JINGO☆༉‧₊˚.
In all honesty, it wouldn't be Raichi Jingo if he didn't tease you about your height. He would literally bully you about your height in any chance he gets, and sometimes it's not even related about how short you are!
He would always rest his arm on your head, making you an armrest for him as he chuckled in such a smug way you wanted to punch him.
This time was no exception as Raichi and you were walking down the sidewalk after eating lunch, he puts his hand on your head as he squished you down to make you shorter.
"You're so short, y'know-" Raichi chuckles as he ruffles your hair with a smug look on his face, "You're like the same height of a 7th grader! So smol and tiny."
The tone of his voice was baby-ish as he did it to rile you up on purpose. You stick your tongue at him and remove his hand from your head, "Raichi."
He perks up hearing his name, "Hm?" Your boyfriend looks down on you as he saw you smiled, which pique his interest.
"Y'know what else is small?" You looked up at your dear boyfriend as a smile turned into a smirk. Raichi blinked repeatedly at you, not knowing what's the answer, "wha-"
You snort a laughter and cut him off, "your dic-" And suddenly you felt your boyfriend elbow you on the side, not letting you finish.
"What the fuck!" Raichi blushed as he bonked your head and pouts, "Where the hell did that come from?!" You could only snicker at his reaction while coughing a bit from being elbowed.
"C'monn didja really have to elbow me that hard?" You huffed as you two continued to walk down the sidewalk- Raichi rolled his eyes at your question, "You deserve it. Plus, I didn't hit you that hard."
You stick your tongue out at him, neither of you two decide to continue the conversation, making the walk silent- until a few minutes, you wanted to lighten the mood a bit by making a joke.
"Hey, do you know what else is har-"
Raichi bonked you on the head as he stopped holding your hand and walked faster.
"Jin! Jingo!" You called his name and started walking slightly faster, trying to catch up with your boyfriend, "C'monn dudee!! It's was a joke!"
꒰‧₊˚MIKAGE REO☆༉‧₊˚.
Reo loves how short you are. He would sometimes tease you and call you pocket-sized or fun sized. He says it in such an endearing way that you can't stay mad at him- even if you wanted to.
You were about to get something out of the cupboard and tiptoed to get something, then you felt arms wrapped around you and someone resting their chin on your head, and chuckled.
"Do you need help with getting something, shortie?" Reo teased as he squeezed you in his arms, "Oh, sorry- ahem, I mean vErTicaLly cHAlLeNgeD~"
"I don't need your help, lamppost."
This is what you said before, but after three minutes of suffering and tiptoeing, you reluctantly requested Reo's assistance. He was smug as he added salt to the wound by mocking you, "I thought you didn't need from a lamppost."
Embarrassed and ashamed, you opened the cupboard again and accidentally struck Reo in the face with the door. Though it was an asshole move, you couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, Reo, you're so tall that the cupboard door hits you!"
While you laughed at him and hurt his ego, he still helped you get a cup from the cupboard, like a good boyfriend he is.
"Thank you, lamppost~♡" You winked at him. While you were taking Reo's cup, your laughter died down a bit. "Tsk- your welcome, shrimpy," Reo rolled his eyes as he pouted, humbled by the damn cupboard.
꒰‧₊˚ITOSHI RIN☆༉‧₊˚.
Rin usually doesn't tease you about your height, but that doesn't mean he won't do it at some point. But there are times when he can't help it. You'll be in the same room as each other, and he'll give you a little smirk before asking, "Hey [name], can you get the English dictionary from the shelf?"
And of course, it was on a part of the shelf you couldn't reach. You couldn't even get it if you tiptoed.
"Hmm? What's wrong? Can't you reach it?" Rin asked. The tone in his voice was smug and condescending. You couldn't help but feel a little bit irritated by his tone and the way he asked the question.
"Shut up." You muttered, sitting on Rin's bed, doing schoolwork.
In response to your reaction, Rin snickers as he looks back at what he was doing before. "Y'know you're so short? Like very short," He commented out of nowhere, while you two were doing schoolwork.
"Honestly, I can't imagine being short like you," Rin smirked. He was really adding more fuel into the fire.
You narrowed your eyes as you stared daggers at him. That little shit- you could feel yourself getting more irritated as he talks even more.
"Hey Rinnie?"
"Hm?" He stopped at what he was doing and looked at you, "Y'know what's my favorite thing about being short?" You smiled as you watched his reaction, seeing how hard he thought, but couldn't come up with anything.
"I like being eye leveled at your mom chest~"
Rin took a long ass time to process what you said.. but when it finally clicked, he instantly blushed red.
"Y-you!" Rin stuttered as he threw a book at you, dodging it before he could hit your face. His flustered reaction makes it very amusing and funny to you.
You couldn't help but snicker at the tall boy's reaction- now you're the one with a smirk, enjoying every second of his reaction.
After a few minutes of you trying to dodge Rin's throws and not get hit, his mother entered the room, causing you to stop in your tracks. Resulting in your face being hit with a pillow. "Ow."
"Rin," His mother crossed her arms, sounding like she was about to scold him. She glanced at you, who was sitting on the floor, touching the place where the pillow hit you. "How could you do that?!" She sighed as she helped you up from the ground. Rin looked slightly disappointed but not ashamed of his actions.
"That must've hurt, sweetie," Rin's mother smiled in reassurance, "do you need a hug?"
You looked at her with a grin and were about to say yes before you got pulled by the collar of your shirt by Rin, "Oh hell nah!"
Rin glares down at you. After the comment you made, he ain't trusting you near his ma.
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Just cause I know you wanna and it’ll make you go a little feral~
Raichi for A , D, K , and W <33
when i get my hands on u jelli... trust u will be dealt with. (smooches u)
a part of my 300 milestone event!
[ ❥ ] RAICHI JINGO + A, D, K, & W!
[N]SFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI!
cw anal, dacryphilia+dumbification, size kink mention, fem!reader
— a ; aftercare!
raichi knows he can get incredibly rough and heated in the moment, so he's always absolutely sure to make sure you're taken care of after things are all said and done. need a bath drawn? he's on it. craving a snack? he's got it, don't you worry your pretty little head about it. for someone so brash, you bring out a softer side of him that he wasn't aware of before.
— d ; dirty secret!
i think... i think that raichi would probably be reluctant to admit but, but he reaaalllyyy wants to try anal. like. he just strikes me as the type who would want to try it at least once. especially if you still have your anal virginity—he's drooling over taking it for himself.
— k ; kink(s)!
i think he's soooo into there being a size/power difference between the two of you. he's a large guy with endless stamina, so having a soft and lil' gf who he can just? manhandle freely???? lord have mercy. loves the chase, loves pinning you down and pounding you into the bed, loves reducing you to a babbling mess. i think he'd like making you cry out of pleasure too. loves when you sob out "s' too big, jingo! i can't!," it goes straight to his ego n makes his dick throb. i think he prefers prone bone and full nelson btw. no one asked. but i just thought to put that out there. : )
— w ; wild card!
in the beginning of your relationship, i think he would be.. so afraid. to be rough with you. you just seem so fragile compared to him, who's all hard lines and muscle, so it takes a little bit of convincing for him to really let go. when you get there, though... whew. you'll be sore for days. it's become natural for raichi to just.. carry you wherever you want to go in your home.
can u guys tell i love raichi alot? he's my little blorbo. im so in love with him
#blue lock x reader#blue lock smut#bllk x reader#bllk smut#raichi x reader#raichi smut#jingo raichi x reader#jingo raichi smut#raichi jingo x reader#raichi jingo smut#☆ oakie writes#☆ c.raichi#oakie hit 300! ☆
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Hello!!💟 For your prompt list, could you do 14 with Raichi?(´•ω•｀)♡
your wish is my command! Btw i love your stories that u write on your main acc- (you can pick the gender dor the reader in this fic.)
14.'𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵? 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱.'
Your hotheaded boyfriend, Raichi jingo. You loved him, you really did. But you did find it funny how you and him would argue over every little small thing.
One thing you loved about him? He was warm.
In Winter whenever it was cold, he would warm you up.
And you were really grateful for that.
Raichi also had a soft spot for you, but he was very stubborn, yet warm.
He was in the neo egoist league in the german team, so you had to bear with the cold, sadly.
You did everything you could to warm yourself up, but it was no use. The only one that could warm you up?
Raichi Jingo.
But he wasn't here right now, Which was unfortunate. But what you didn't know..that he was planning a surprise to visit you!
It was Sundown, the stars were gleaming of light, and you were freezing cold. At night, that was the time were it was the coldest.
But then..you heard the door open.
You heard a familiar voice.
"Hey dumbass, im back!" He exclaimed. Raichi was back.
"Raichi!" You called out, he was finally back.
Raichi grinned, he knew how much you missed him. And you were desperate for his warmth, so you got to the point almost immediately, but before you could, raichi spoke.
"𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙩? 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙥."
And almost immediatlty, he picked you up and sat down on the couch with you on his lap, he put his arms around you and the warmth was all over your body.
"I love you.." you muttered.
"Yeah yeah, me too dumbass."
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ℂ𝕆𝕄𝔽𝕆ℝ𝕋 + 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 𝕃𝔸ℕ𝔾𝕌𝔸𝔾𝔼 ℍ𝔼𝔸𝔻ℂ𝔸ℕℕ𝕆ℕ𝕊 𝕆ℕ 𝔹𝕃𝕌𝔼 𝕃𝕆ℂ𝕂 𝕄𝔼ℕ
ଘ Featuring : Shidou Ryusei, Jingo Raichi, Aiku Oliver and Yukimiya Kenyu.
ଘ A/N : This one is two characters short as I have been busy as of late and feeling a lot under the weather so its self partly indulgent ... but as promised a part 2 + character analysis. There will be a part 3 as well :p
If there are any typos or mistakes while I re- read this, I'll make sure to fix it.
ଘ Word count : 2.3k words
ଘ Link to : part 1
ଘ Reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated !! <3
ଘ Warnings : none. Only comfort + fluff
ଘ Do not copy, repost, translate or edit any of work.
ʚ ɞ Shidou Ryusei :
シ The only way he solves his problems is through violence. Never knowing how to control his anger, he would take things and smash them. After he meets you, he does have his violent side, but he also learns to maintain it and control it after how upset you had become once he broke your glass vase. After weeks of apologizing like a small child saying that he won’t do it again, you forgave him and he felt relieved.
シ Shidou is bad at communication. His words come out in pure sarcasm even though he means something else. The first time you have a complete meltdown, feeling sad and blue while curling up in a blanket, the first words you heard out of him were “Who the pissed in your milk this morning.” with a mean looking grin. On usual days, you would retort back but when the response you gave was, “Shut the fuck up, Ryusei.” he knew something was wrong. After getting used to being called “Ryu” or “Sei chan”, he won’t accept anything like the first half of his given name from your lips.
シ Walking towards the foot of the bed, he sits in front of you, rose colored eyes staring into yours. Placing a large palm atop your head, Shidou turned your face towards, keeping his expression stoic. “Tell me what’s wrong.” he stated, hand still on your head while sitting cross legged in front of you.
Not having any of it, you slapped his hand away retorting, “Why, so that you can make another sarcastic comment?”.
“No. So that I know who to beat up.” he answered in a monotone voice.
シ During days like this, he would take you to the gym with him. Securing the boxing gloves on both your fists, he stands beside you with a hunched over pose.
“This is how you throw a jab.” he said, demonstrating the quick movement of his hands beside the punching bag.
Throwing a punch, the bag moved back and forth.
“Good, now get some noise out, like a shout or a yell. Imagine it's the person who pissed you off and hit as hard as you can.” he instructed.
“Are you making me condone violence?” you asked, holding the punching bag to a steady still.
“Don’t be a smartmouth and do it.” he said, voice dangerously low which meant business.
シ After doing as he said, he taught you to throw a powerful kick with your foreleg. “Keep your other foot grounded, and make sure to rotate your hips the way you want the kick to go and then… pow!” he said, kicking in the air, eyes analyzing you.
Delivering a kick to the punching bag, you made the satisfying sound of skin hitting leather with enough force for the entire stand to shake. With a hum of approval from your boyfriend, he gave you a wet sloppy kiss to the side of your head.
“You did it !! And on your first time too.” he would compliment with a gentle grin, hugging you close to his muscular figure.
This soon became a routine for the both of you. If either one of you was pissed, you would go swing the bat for baseball, swim or engage in any sport activity that took the most out of you.
ʚ ɞ Jingo Raichi :
シ He is very spontaneous with his reactions. His personality is feral, both out on the field and at home. It is mixed with subtle violent tendencies. Nothing too harsh, just signs of holding one by the collar, slapping a hand on the table to create some noise. It's a method he uses to emphasize his point and get what he wants.
It wasn’t until you came he had learned to change some of his mannerisms.
シ If he sees you sad and down, he will demand answers from you. He tries the harsh approach at first then he uses the softer method, cooing at you to tell what caused you to be upset. It is only when that method works, he adjusts his behavior and repeats the same next time.
シ “Get up. I know a place we’re going to.” he says, flopping down on the bed next to you. “I don’t want to go anywhere Raichi.” you said, sinking deeper into the couch. Taking you by your arm, he pulls you towards the wardrobe. Opening the wooden doors of it, he tosses clothes in your face, demanding for you to get dressed up.
シ “Why are we here Raichi.” you asked, while he folded his arms proudly at the sight of the paintball field that laid ahead before the two of you.
“We are playing this game.” he declared, grabbing your arm towards the area for guards and loaded paintball guns.
シ If he is your partner, he makes sure to run after you so that you don’t get hit and if he is in the opposing team, he is more enthusiastic about shooting members from your team rather than you. He will purposely try to get hit by you and if someone else marks him, he snarls at them and begins shouting, making you laugh. During days like this, Raichi would take you to vigorous activities like going to the arcade and winning every possible prize, turning food eating into competition of who can finish their bowls the quickest or playing video games at home and trying to distract you.
シ he tries to incite emotion out of you to distract you. It’s also a telltale sign that he is doing the right thing as a boyfriend since Raichi is new to relationships and his way of reading emotions is not one of the best.
シ “Raichi… thanks for being there with me today.” was all you said, lowering the plastic of your helmet down, arm armed with the paintball gun, aiming for the protective vest of his torso. Shooting a paintball, Raichi stared as you giggled and ran towards the exit, screaming your victory. Smiling in return he would chase after you with a shake of his head.
“Ya damn brat. Get back here. Thought you could look pretty and fool me?”
ʚ ɞ Aiku Oliver :
シ Solves his problems by drinking, going to parties with his friends and clubs. Alcohol and women were a good distraction in his younger years, but with age comes wisdom and he realized that the line between relaxing and a coping mechanism was a very fine one but existent. Settling down with you made him relearn responsibilities and genuine care rather than being crazed over for the wrong reasons. He is happy to know that he is Oliver to you before Defender Oliver Aiku.
シ “Little bird?” he called out, peeking into the bedroom while clutching the towel close to his dripping hair. Letting out a loving sigh at the sight of you wrapped up in blankets, he knew you had a long day and needed some cheering up. Coming to sit beside the small space you left on the side of the bed, he rests his hands on either side of your body, leaning over your covered head.
シ Nuzzling into the sheets that cover your head, he let his warm breath settle into the sheets.
“Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked sweetly, causing you to squirm.
“What’s upsetting you, hmm?” he cooed, leaving kisses over the sheets that covered your skin but you could feel the ghost of the scruff of his beard and lips. Humming more, he peeled the sheets away from your face, looking at the solemn expression on your face.
“I’m not feeling up to it, Oliver… Can you leave me alone?” you mumbled, hands reaching out to the corners of the covers to pull them up.
シ Pulling the covers down, he looked at you with his heterochromatic eyes, a smile playing in the corner of his lips.
“I’m taking you someplace. Get up and get dressed. It’ll be worth it, I promise. ” he whispered, placing a kiss on your forehead, proceeding to rub his nose against yours. Moving away whilst you laid in bed confused, Oliver got dressed, holding the door open for you. “Let’s go.” he said with a meek smile, ushering you out.
“I wasn’t expecting to go out on a snack run tonight, Oliver.” you remarked, biting into a taiyaki as the both of you stood on the illuminated pavement.
“Once in a while, I am allowed to have my way… little bird.” he replied, taking a bite out of his own.
Looking from the stars in the sky your gaze dropped to a billboard that was featuring none other than your boyfriend, holding up a water bottle in one hand while the other curled around a football, congratulating him for the latest win.
“Looks like someone won the jackpot… congratulations.” you muttered, taking a bite into your snack, eyebrows knitting in jealousy.
“He’s out there touring the world, while I’m stuck here.” Oliver said with a shrug of his shoulders, “That’s what you were thinking, wasn’t it?”
Eyes widening at his statement, you looked away, cheeks heating up from embarrassment.
“First, I became the under 20 captain, then I got into an Italian team… seems like I have a lot going for me, doesn’t it?” he said, licking away at the crumbs that were stuck to his fingertips.
“I had to give up something even bigger… I settled back rather than moving forward and becoming a striker.” he continued sadly.
“But… I’m trying to be the best at what I can do. The chance went by… and keeping your gaze back doesn’t make you run forward.” he sighed, placing a hand on your head. “If you didn’t catch this wind, catch the next one, little bird. I’m sure you’ll fly higher.” he mumbled patting your hair.
Feeling the smile return to your face at his talk, you sighed in return.
“Thanks… Olive oil.”
“Way to go, birdie, cracking the olive oil joke. Just for that, I’m gonna confiscate this. Consider it punishment.” Oliver said, taking a bite of your remaining Taiyaki till there was nothing left.
“Oliver! That was my last bit!” you said, swatting his shoulder in defiance earning a laugh from him.
“I’ll buy you more.” was all he said, circling his hand around yours.
Feeling an assuring squeeze back, he knew he had you as good as new.
ʚ ɞ Yukimiya Kenyu :
シ Dropping onto the sofa after another exhausting day, his attention was captured with the sound of a ping from the phone in his pocket. Picking it up to look at the message, kenyu sighed.
‘Photoshoot at the bluebell studio in 45.’
シ It was difficult being a model as well as a football player; the one thing that was rather normal in his life was a relationship… yet you were nowhere to be seen in sight.
“Cherry?” he called out, eyes scanning the room for a hint of your presence, gaining no response. Walking towards the corner of the bedroom he watched you sniff in a corner, clutching the duvet close to your chest as you threw another used tissue.Coming to a slow crawl towards you, he brought a hand under your chin.
“What’s wrong?” he cooed.
“I’m ugly aren’t I?” you choked, feeling the tears well up in the corner of your eyes.
“Who said that?” he asked, his expression turning into that of confusion and anger. “Are those girls bothering you again?”
Turning your face to the side, it was enough to assure Kenyu that he had hit the nail right on its head.
“I have a photoshoot in forty five minutes… Can you come with me?” he asked meekly, reaching for your hand that was now sticky with tears.
“I can’t go looking like this…” you muttered.
“Sweetheart, I am a model. We do things like this all the time. It’ll take thirty minutes, trust me.” Yukimiya said with a small smile, standing up while pulling your hand up with him. Giving him a shy nod, you stood up, heading towards the bathroom while he picked out your clothes and went to set two frozen spoons in the fridge.
“Slightly to the left… perfect.” the photographer said as Kenyu bent a bit to advertise the new coat. Standing behind the crew, you watched him take various positions until you heard him speak.
“Can you take one with us?” he said, walking towards you. “It’s not a part of the contract, but I’d like to keep it for personal reasons.” he added with a smile, throwing an arm around your shoulders.
Feeling conscious about yourself, he felt you tense up under his arm.
“Relax. It’s only me. Now smile bright,cherry.” Kenyu said, eyes softening at you while you smiled at the nickname. With the sound of the shutter going off, the moment was captured.
Kenyu smiled as he stared at the picture while the waiter placed two plates of blueberry cheesecake and coffee before the both of you. Digging into it with a spoon, Kenyu reached for your free hand.
“Do you want to see a picture I took of the sunset from our time in Italy?” he asked.
“Sure…?” you replied confused as he searched for the image in his gallery. Pulling up the photo before you, you scoffed.
“No amount of pictures can do justice to the Sicilian sun.”
“Exactly. Same goes for you.”
Looking up from your plate, you looked into his honeyed gaze as he gave you a heartwarming smile.
“People will always have something to say about you… no matter where you go. Fans online may think ill things of you or might wish bad for you, but there will always be people who will love you for who you are. And… Most importantly, you are with me. They don’t get to choose, I do. So don’t get upset over people who don’t matter, dummy.” Kenyu said with a shake of his head, stroking his thumb over your hand.
“Kenyu…” you called out softly.
“Hm?”
“Can I have a sip of your boba?” you asked, pointing to his cup.
“Can’t be helped huh… go ahead. It’s all yours.” he said, gesturing his hand over to his cup. Sipping through the straw with a smile, Kenyu was able to experience the feeling of his heart melting all over again.
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cw: rough sex. minors dni.
raichi is a man of spontaneity.
there are very few rituals he sticks to before matches, confident enough in his abilities without the aid of luck, yet the one he does follow religiously is very near and dear to his heart-
and that's fucking you nearly unconscious before every match.
"i- fuck, wasn't there some p-paper that..." your voice trails off and is replaced by a drawn out moan as your body starts to turn limp and leans helplessly against him. his grip on your ass cheeks tightens, encouraged by the increasing mewls from your drawn out pleasure. he continues to thrust upwards into you, the impact of your body slapping against his with every lift up and down his cock being muffled by the growing haze in your head.
"you say this every time, princess," he growls, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. he pecks at the skin tenderly, which affords you a short pause from the absolute beating your pussy is taking, but is back to fucking you with incredible stamina against the wall of your kitchen in seconds.
"b-but..."
and your eyes roll to the back of your head.
if you could speak and it wouldn't come out in fucked out babble, you'd remind him that sex before matches is actually shown to worsen athletic performance, but the involuntary clench of your walls around his cock prevents you from betraying yourself in that way.
but he knows what you're about to say.
"i'm built different, love," he insists.
that he is, you think without thinking, relishing in the fact that what he needs before every match can only come from you.
#raichi x reader#jingo raichi x reader#jingo raichi smut#raichi smut#bllk smut#daydream: bllk#mimi's notes
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Masterlist
Bachira Meguru
-Butterfly touches
Bachira’s so whipped for you. Yandere, gn! reader (hcs)
-Requited
His passion for you is scathing, and you love the heat. Yandere, gn! reader (hcs)
-Nicotine
Bachira’s love language is touch. Suggestive, fem! reader (hcs)
-Shelled
People are hesitant to approach you and you’re pretty misunderstood. Luckily, Bachira’s your link to social life.. you hope. Yandere-ish, fem! reader (hcs)
- Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (fem! reader)
Mikage Reo
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
- Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
-Relationship headcanons
Self-explanatory, yandere, fem! reader.
Naruhaya Asahi
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
Imamura Yudai
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
- Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (fem! Reader)
Isagi Yoichi
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Aoshi Tokimitsu
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
Shidou Ryusei
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Michael Kaiser
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
Karasu Tabito
-catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
Kunigami Rensuke
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Jingo Raichi
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Sae Itoshi
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Rin Itoshi
-Catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
Alexis Ness
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Oliver Aiku
-Men who love to roleplay!
Roleplays they are into. (Fem! Reader)
Chigiri Hyoma
-Catching the bouquet!
Their reactions when you catch the bouquet at a wedding. (fem! reader)
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“breath me in” (bllk pt.2) !
features: jingo r. rensuke k. niko i. barou s.
contents: kissing headcanons. making out. suggestive. implied further action. 1.2k words.
pt.2
raichi kisses you with a hunger, a hunger for you. he wishes to know your entire being as if you were another part of him.
jingo and you sat on the couch, you pressed against his side while his arm rested on the back of he couch behind you. originally you were watching some random game show, but now you sit debating the right answer, the show long forgotten.
"the question is 'what's the most attractive thing about your lover?' and your answer was just 'them'??" you were so confused, there was no way that he actually knew what he was implying. that he loved not just things about you, but you as a whole.
"it's the truth, dummy!" with that he pressed his lips to your cheek. with every kiss he said 'i love this'. he pressed another to the palm of your hand 'and this too'. then he placed one to your forehead 'i love this'.
he finally got to your lips, he hovered for a moment, just to take you in. your wide stare, parted lips, and the starry look that swirled in the pools of your eyes.
when his lips pressed against yours you could do nothing but wrap your hands around his biceps to ground yourself, feeling every tense the lithe muscle made.
his sharp teeth pressed against your bottom lip as he drawled his lips against your, mumbling words that were lost to vibration. your head began to grow swimmy from lack of air and fluster. he was literally kissing you dizzy.
he pulled away after, a scowl on his face, it did not distract you from the gentle flush on the apples of his cheeks.
"i love e'ry part 'f you angel."
kunigami kisses you with an intensity to convey some sort or emotion or message to you. he’s not always the best with words.
when rensuke got home, he didn't say anything. all he did was hug you from behind, taking you fully into his figure, wrapping around you like how an envelope holds a letter.
you looked up to kiss his cheek, all he did was grunt and fold to bury his face into the crook of your neck. your hand reached up to thread through his hair, ruffling it soothingly.
"something wrong ren? y'know i'll always listen to you." he shook his head against your shoulder. spinning your around and gripping you by your hips.
he didn't speak, just stared. his eyes traced every slope and valley of your face. one of his hands reached up to cup your cheek, thumb dragging against your cheekbone.
"rensu- mmph!" he cut you off by leaning down and slotting his lips against yours. he held you so delicately, as if he held you too hard you would crumble. as his lips moved languidly against your own, you relaxed into him, allowing the hand on your cheek to feel some of your weight.
that was all he needed as he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. you pressed another peck against his lips and wrapped your arms around his neck, enjoying his presence.
when he finally opened his mouth to speak, you looked upon him so fondly that he felt his heart skip a beat. pure adoration that glimmered in your pupils sent him flustered.
" 'm not the best with words, so please let me show you how i feel."
niko kisses you calculatingly accurate, he pinpoints everything that has you going weak in the knees and uses it.
niko's hair was slightly damp as he got out of the shower, drying it with a towel before pinning it back with a barrette. all he had on was a pair of shorts, the towel that was drying his hair now rested on his neck.
you sat on his bed, pretending to be looking at your phone, when you were really looking at him.
"like what you see or something?" his teasing voice echoed from across the room while he was turned away from you, pulling a shirt over his head.
"uh-!" you just looked down at your phone, which had shut off by now, staring at your own flustered face in the black mirror. you heard his feet padding softy over the floor as he advanced towards you, a hand under your chin forcing you too look at him.
his eyes were uncovered as he grinned at you, so many thoughts swan in them that you were unable to decipher. you were in so much of a daze that you didn't notice his breath fanning against your face, leaning closer still.
his lips dragged against yours as his other hand reached down to allow his fingers to dance teasingly against your side. every drag of his lips against yours had your mind in a frenzy as all you could do was grip onto his shirt to try to stabilize yourself.
he drew away with your bottom lip between his teeth before letting it go, staring down at you.
"it's better to feel than look, isn't it babe?"
barou kisses you with unspoken words, things he can never bring himself to say out loud or things he doesn’t know how to say.
you said nothing as barou stood next to you while you typed on your computer, not wanting to interrupt whatever was going on in his head.
little did you know, he was just entranced by how effortlessly draw sentence after sentence from your mind, like it was your craft. barou was never good at forming sentences, not in a he didn't know the mechanics: he did. they just never seemed to say what he really wanted to communicate.
he always felt very lucky to have you, because you still understood him, without him having to speak. just like now, where you allowed his mind to ramble. if you had turned to him, he would've probably stalked off without getting what he wanted to off his chest.
barou was predictable. maybe not in soccer, but he was in love.
so when a hand guided your face from your computer, you let him. if there was something he needed to say, you would let him say it in the only way he knew how.
his face drew closer as your hands moved to rest on his shoulders (which were now bent perpendicular to yours). his lips rest against your briefly. moving slightly and parting as his hands traced the curves of your face.
barou spoke paragraphs with every twitch of his lips, every tap of his finger. you always thought he was the better communicator, because words were easy: but action was not.
okkotsuus 23
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Raichi being so pissed off when his team lose that he takes it out on your pussy immediately after the game when his chest is still heaving and he’s covered in mud and sweat.
He makes me insane, okay?
Pairings: Raichi Jingo x f!reader.
Warnings: 18+, semi-public sex, angry sex.
Sharp teeth bite down against your jugular while he presses you up against the locker room wall, trying to conceal your body against his in the corner. The stench of testosterone and sweat is heavy in the air as his team trudge around behind, so used to such a scene after a defeat that they don’t even glance in your direction. Making their way towards the showers to attempt to scrub the disappointment of failure from their dirty skin.
Raichi’s hands are quick to slip beneath your skirt, tugging your panties to the side as he gives your slit a rough rub. Feeling the moisture beginning to cling to your folds as he thumbs his shorts down just enough to free his aching cock.
“Jingo, slow down.” You hum, hands splayed flat against his muscular chest as you attempt to get him to calm down. Feeling his heart racing beneath the sweaty fabric as he wraps a fist around his weeping cock, grunting at the sensation as he shifts his hips forward, “There’s no rush-“
Your pleas fall on deaf ears as he bullies the swollen tip of his cock through your messy folds, leaving a silvery line of his pre against your inner thighs as he misses the first time. The frustration building in his features as his brows furrow in irritation, the vein in his forehead pulsing as he pushes forward again.
“Fuck,” He grunts, feeling the warmth of your cunt beginning to surround him as he feels your walls begin to clamp around his tip, goading him to push deeper as he hikes one of your thighs up against his hip. Giving him space as he pushes forward, the familiar stretch throbs in your pelvis as his warm breath fans your face.
Raichi gives a few shallow thrusts as he looks between your bodies to watch his cock disappear inside your warmth, blunt fingernails digging into the fat of your thigh as he starts to move.
His pace is brutal. Barely giving you a moment to adjust to the stretch before he’s fucking into you hard and fast, the lewd sound of skin against skin echoes around the empty changing rooms as you can just make out the dull sound of the showers in the background. His team mates barely making any noise thanks to their resounding defeat, aside from the occasional curse or insult that flies around.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Raichi snarls as he uses your body for his own pleasure, the wall supporting you makes it difficult for you to do anything but stand and take it as he continues his rough pace, “This perfect fuckin’ pussy.”
Your hands cling to his shoulders for stability, fingers teasing the short hairs at the base of his neck as he rests his forehead against the curve of your neck. Biting down on your bottom lip to try and silence your moans of pleasure, but it’s difficult— so difficult when your boyfriends cock is hitting that sweet spot inside you so perfectly with each pronounced snap of his hips. The slight curve to his length a blessing as the messy hairs at the base of his cock tickle your clit.
Until—
“‘m gonna fuckin’ cum, shit—” A disgustingly lewd groan rumbles from deep in Raichi’s chest, eyes clenched shut as he gives a few more sharp thrusts before he meets his end, hot ropes of his cum coating your inner walls as you let out a salacious whine.
You were so close.
He stays buried inside you as he comes down from his high, his chest heaving as he blinks back the white spots that blank his vision. Warm palm now stroking your thigh as he cherishes the sensation of your walls clenching around him. The corner of lips curls into the slightest hint of a smile when he feels you grinding against him, trying to give yourself the stimulation you need to send you into your own bliss.
“Aw, did you think I forgot about you, sweetheart?” He hums, pressing a sloppy kiss to your throat, “You know I’d never.”
Not even a second later Raichi is pulling his thick cock from your dripping slit, making you whine from the loss of contact as he keeps his hand firm around the bottom of your leg. Dropping to his knees beneath you as he moves your thigh to rest against his shoulder, giving him the perfect view of his cum slowly beginning to leak from your gaping hole. His other hand grips your panties roughly, fingers curl around the fabric to prevent it from hiding your sex from his prying eyes.
“So fuckin’ pretty.” He growls, inhaling deeply before burying his tongue inside your abused hole. His nose nudging your puffy clit as he feasts on your cunt like a man starved, almost lifting you from the ground with the ferocity of his touch.
“Ji— someone’s gonna see.” The sound of water being switched off didn’t go unnoticed by you, although arguably the thought of being caught in such a promiscuous position had your insides swirling.
“You better cum quick then, pretty girl.” He snarls against your sex, his hand already back around his cock as he strokes himself in time with his tongue, smoothing the creamy mess you made of him along his length.
Raichi may have lost the game, but the true victory is having you cum on his tongue.
#⚽️—raichi#raichi smut#raichi x reader#bllk x reader#bllk smut#bllk x you#jingo Raichi x reader#jingo raichi smut
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hi! Raichi anon here!! can’t believe am doing another one but here I am!!! This isn’t really a request, more like a ‘hehe silly idea’ thing you can think of/look at
Raichi with those o ring gags, his tongue and teeth just out in the open, all shiny and dripping with spit. Imagine just playing around in his mouth and making an absolute mess on his face. He would make little groans, whines and attempts of growling but dude probably gets off by all the wet slushy noises from you just toying with his mouth.
+ bonus if you just fuck his mouth with a strap with the o ring!!! Your honor I am down horrendous for this sharp teeth gremlin :’o
(nsfw) Raichi Jingo :: xfemdom!Reader
oh my god you don't understand i saw this before going to bed last night and was frothing over it all night, I just- YES so much YES ♡ - askbox open
cw: fem!Reader, dom!Reader, bdsm toys, lots of spit, lowkey body inspection kink, oral sex, face fucking, sexual themes, unedited
word count: sloppy drabble/thirst idk
character(s): Raichi Jingo
DNI :: minors, blank blogs + m!Reader blogs
Fingers pinching the fattiest part of his tongue had Raichi's eyes fluttering to the back of his head and a gurgled moan pass his forced open mouth while you continued your inspection. From slipping your fingers along his twitching pink tongue. To rubbing your fingertips against the smoothest to the pointiest part of his teeth. All you had to do was hook your fingers in the stainless steel o-ring of his gag to pull his head back to where you wanted.
"So spitty..." You muttered, swiping a wet finger along his bottom lip to collect the globs of saliva pooling there before dribbling down his chin, "Like I need to plug you up or something..."
Raichi fussed with incoherent words that you couldn't make out. Utter gibberish spilling from his cranked open jaw. You smiled at him ignoring his noises as you slipped your spit covered fingers down the center of his tongue again. Deeper now until it touched near the back of his throat. Leaving the man to groan like a strung out whore needing a fix. Moving his head to feel your fingers down against the back of his throat for some kind of relief. His cute attempt to deep throat your two fingers not going unnoticed.
"Aww look even your body wants me to plug you up so you quit making a mess everywhere..."
Slipping your fingers back past the o-ring had Raichi greedily lavishing them with his tongue. Unable to swallow but not caring as he swished his tongue over every inch of your fingers he could. Licking them clean as any excess spit simply dribbled down his chin and neck without care. Messy spit covered mouth begging for more than just a couple of fingers prying around in his mouth.
Quick to be rewarded with more than just fingers. You looped a spit covered finger in the o-ring and lead Raichi like a stubborn bull to the bed as well as onto his knees between your feet like a dog. His eager tongue rewarded with the cold silicone of a dildo when you held it up for him to lick for good measure. Guiding him to the tip of it still by the o-ring until Raichi got the hint and leaned forward into the toy. Letting the bulk of the jelly cock head disappear in his mouth.
Sloppy wet noises over throwing his broken up moans. You could release your hold on the o-ring and let those wet fingers card through his short blond hair as he slobbered all over your toy. Beads of his spit rolling down the shaft only to have him frantically lick up and down to catch it all. More and more drool making it past his persistent tongue until your fingers and the harness were slimy and wet with it. Raichi's flush cheeks and lewd noises not enough for himself apparently when he kept wiggling his hips trying to take more of the toy in his mouth to no avail. Nothing slipping on your strap and freeing up your hands couldn't alleviate.
Just a little bit of help needed for the poor needy thing. Holding Raichi still with both hands groping a fistfuls of his cropped hair on the back of his head. Your hips rutting up a little to press the strap on against his tongue as an invite. And just like your fingers you guided the toy deeper down his throat the second he wanted it. Rightfully plugging up his normally loud mouth with your strap. His eyes growing watery and fluttering to the back of his head in momentary ecstasy. Raichi held still very obediently as you pushed the toy deeper in his throat like he'd been wanting.
"That's my baby girl..." You cooed as his teeth visibly grazed the sides of your toy, "Good thing it's fake or else I'd be so mad at these pointy little teefers..." You let your grip on his hair loosen. Guiding your hands down until you held the sides of his head and thrusted your strap down his throat. Eliciting a wonderful gag and slurp noise from the blond seconds after his throat bulged with your toy. Raichi quickly trying to lick up the mess with the toy still in his mouth and his own drool overflowing past the edges of the stainless steel o-ring, "But too bad I can't fuck your throat full of my cum though."
Raichi moaning over the head of your strap was limp as you held his head and began rutting yourself into his open mouth. Watching that blissful fucked out expression come across his face. Tongue lulling out the side of his mouth and spit covering his cheeks and your strap. Throat bulging every once in a while when you shoved it in deep to remind him what he was doing. Raichi's lewd noises filling the room until you didn't have to hold his head at all and he was doing all the work. Cute and desperate for a load he wasn't going to get. Raichi forced himself down on your strap, gagging and drooling just to go back down on you. Slurping up the mess best he could until it was just too much.
Enjoying his mouth too much until you had to stand up for a better angle. Holding his head steady as you encouraged him to lick the slimy tip of your strap before plunging it down his throat. Holding it there a second while you admired Raichi's fucked out, spit covered expression and let your hand drift over the bulge in his throat. Feeling his throat close and and adam's apple twitch when he tried to swallow around the cock in his throat. You pushed it to the limit until you pulled out and he gasped only to desperately lean into you for more. Cock hungry slut with no end in sight. You'd let him slurp up his mess on your strap until he begged for a break like a good girl.
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omg big bro bllk boys w a younger sibling who’s getting hit on. like the pickup lines arent even dirty or anything, they just dont realize that their brother is right next to them HAHA
HCSHCSVJVKSBKDVK OMG YES
Requests open! - masterlist
Immediately steps in front of you and tells the other person to stop, but in a VERY passive-aggressive way.
RIN, Isagi, Reo
Puts an arm in front of you like a shield and calmly tells the other person you're currently not interested in getting to know someone in that way, but you can see anger and protectiveness in his eyes.
Sae, BAROU, KAISER!!!
Balls his hand into a fist and threatens violence. You actually have to calm him down because you know he'd seriously get violent if he gets the chance to.
RAICHI, SHIDOU!!!
Stays silent to see where this is going next. If he notices you're uncomfortable he steps in by carefully pulling you behind him and politely telling the other person to stop.
YUKIMIYA, Otoya, Tokimitsu
Bursts into laughter and says something like "YOU'RE GETTING HIT ON??? NO FUCKING WAY"
KARASU, OLIVER!!!, Sendou
Grabs your hand and drags you away. If you ask him why, the answer is "I don't trust them and don't want them trying to get closer you."
Also Barou, Sae as well, Ness, KUNIGAMI
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beautiful way
Raichi Jingo x fem!reader
wc: 1.4k
summary: a restless night lets raichi examine his feelings, what will he do when he can finally put words to his emotions?
cw: fluff, none really, reader has a cat
a/n: i love the idea of him running for love, so this will probably be a common theme in my writing for him.
minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content
The moment Raichi realizes he's in love, he runs.
It's two-thirty in the morning and he's been trying to sleep for hours, but his brain won't stop. He spent his entire day off with you; the two of you at the farmer’s market in the morning, then home to make lunch, and finally an evening walk downtown past a little hole-in-the-wall that smelled too delicious to pass up.
Every minute of the day had been spent by your side, listening to your laugh. So why can't he fall asleep? It was such an eventful day and he has to be up in 4 hours… but the ache in his chest just won't go away.
Maybe ache is the wrong word. It’s like a constant whirl of electricity spinning around inside him, sending sparks to his brain that burst into beautiful images of you. They nestle themselves against the top of his skull, floating to the surface like messages in a bottle.
It's confusing, aggravating, and yet so pleasant that he doesn't want to close his eyes.
He rolls onto his side, and stares at his hand —the same hand that settled against your back when you walked through the crowded streets just a few hours ago— and he wishes that you were here right now.
He wishes that every second of the day could be spent with you. That your smile would be the first thing that he sees when he wakes up and the last thing he sees before he closes his eyes.
He stares up at the ceiling and imagines what a life would look like with you and the image appears to him much too quickly. A big house with a nice view, Sunday morning breakfasts, and you dressed in nothing but his shirt, swatting his hands away with a spatula.
Fuck, his chest hurts.
He rolls over again, hoping that it will magically cure his restlessness. But it doesn't. His eyes remain open and he replays the morning over again in his head.
“Jin! Jingo!”
Your voice calls him from his thoughts, and he puts the bouquet he was staring at back into its place at the flower stall.
“What are ya yellin for? I'm right here.”
“Well, you weren't listening to me.” There's a small pout on your face that he tries not to focus on. “Do you like those flowers?”
The only reason he was looking at them was because they reminded him of you. The arrangement was filled with bright blues and pinks, heavenly placed so that no one flower stood out against the other. It was perfect.
“They’re alright.”
“You’ve always been a terrible liar.” You shake your head and pick the bouquet out of its holder. “If you like them so much you should get them!”
He did end up buying them; they’re in a beautiful little vase that you lent him sitting in his kitchen right now.
But he can't get the image of you holding them out of his head. You carried them through the whole market while he held all of the shopping bags.
Watching you flit between stalls with the sun bathing you in its warm light gave him renewed energy. Every smile, every laugh, every time you pointed at something interesting or grabbed his arm to prevent him from walking away gave him a new meaning to draw breath.
It's not like these feelings are new to him. This feeling in his chest has been here for a while, for weeks or even months, but now…
Now it's different.
It's wholly encompassing, and every fiber of his being is begging for the truth to come out. For him to admit it to himself.
To admit…
He bolts upright in bed, clutching at his chest. Is he..
Oh fuck.
He throws the covers off of him and starts pacing the room.
He feels jumpy, so much more alive than he's ever felt in his life. And he needs to go. Run to you and tell you everything.
Raichi moves his hands through his hair as he checks the clock again. It's almost 3 a.m., but everything in his body is telling him that he needs to go to you.
Without so much as a second thought, he puts on pants and a shirt before grabbing his phone and keys and rushes out the door.
The night air is cold and makes his chest burn as he runs. The streets are empty and the traffic lights are blinking; it's just him and the silence but it feels right.
He pushes himself harder, pumping his arms to run faster, to get to you quicker.
He runs past the restaurant you ate at tonight, through the same park the two of you walked through hours ago. Your smile flashes through his mind once again, bringing a smile to his face as he runs. The excitement that he feels in his chest needs to escape.
Running along the tree lined path, he can't help himself as he balls his fists and screams, pouring every ounce of extra energy he has into running faster and faster.
Birds rouse from their nests and fly from the treetops at his outburst, but he keeps running until he's out of the park. He rounds a corner and then another until he's standing in front of your building.
He’s sweaty, his chest is heaving, and he's sure that he looks crazed right now but he doesn't care.
He takes the stairs two at a time to your floor and it isn't until he's about to ring your buzzer that it dawns on him that you're probably asleep.
His hand hovers over the buzzer, until he lets it fall. His own realization shouldn’t rob you of your own sleep. Raichi takes a step back from your door, letting all the emotions calm inside him before finally deciding to abandon your door.
He takes a step back towards the stairs but something catches something moving in the corner of his eye.
Your black fluffy cat, Wolfgang, hops onto the window sill and parts the curtains with his head. Raichi stops in his tracks, turning towards the window and holds his finger up to the glass. Wolfgang tries to sniff it through the glass until something calls his interest from inside the apartment.
You pull open the curtain and Raichi can hear your voice muffled by the glass, “What are you looking at—” You jump when you see his figure before your face relaxes when you realize who it is standing creepily outside your window.
You hold up a finger to him and close the curtain. He can hear some rustling from inside and a light comes on before you open the door.
Your hair is messy; you look like you haven't been able to sleep either, wrapped in a blanket that makes you look like a burrito, but to him, you’ve never looked more beautiful.
The still night fills the space between the two of you as Wolfgang rubs against your blanket.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
Your brow furrows as you scan him; you must be thinking that something’s wrong or that he's here for some insane reason —and he is— but he needs to take in every detail about this moment before he speaks.
“Jin, what are you doing here, it’s—” Wolfgang steps out of your apartment and Raichi can see the panic on your face.
He holds out a hand to stop you from scrambling as the fluffy creature walks in figure-eights around Raichi’s ankles.
“He’s okay,” Raichi says, leaning over and picking up the big boy and cradling him in his arms. “He won't run off, he loves you too much.”
You relax now that Wolfgang is secured, leaning against the door frame. “So why are you here at 3 a.m.?”
“I couldn't sleep.” Raichi rubs under Wolfgang’s chin and the cat starts to purr.
“Me either, must be fate,” you say with a laugh.
He nods, smiling to himself. It's comforting to know that you were up too, maybe even for the same reason.
Raich steps closer to you, setting Wolfgang down inside the doorway. “I also had a realization.”
“Oh yeah? What’s that?”
Raichi stares into your eyes, and the electricity in his chest makes his heart beat faster. The whole night he’s been thinking about you, about how much he wants you by his side, and now that you're here, in front of him, he feels at ease.
His gaze softens as he finally admits it to himself and to you.
“I love you.”
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your boyfriend has what social media likes to call a resting bitch face. to some extent, it's true. your wonderful partner has a mug that screams "get close to me and i'll bite your fingers off!"
jaw so taut you can see him grinding his teeth when he gets irritated, phone permanently on do-not-disturb, headphones in everywhere he walks, a scowl etched deep into his face like he was born that way... everything about him is just so off putting unless you're one of his most diehard fans (which, unfortunately, he has many of).
everyone thinks your boyfriend is too rude. too blunt. too avoidant of socializing like a regular human being to really be in a relationship.
but what they don't know is that your phone number is the only one listed to bypass his phone's do-not-disturb status. what they don't know is that he carries around a picture of you in his wallet from your very first date. what they don't know is that he has a tendency to blow money on you spontaneously just because you looked mildly interested in something.
he's got your favourite things listed in his notes app. he knows your regular starbucks order like the back of his hand. he's an expert in making you flustered. and he's proud of it.
they don't know your boyfriend is a total sweetheart behind closed doors, away from the prying eyes of the public.
SAE, kaiser, CHIGIRI, RIN, raichi, barou, shidou (when he's not in a pda mood) <3
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“cats won’t recognize or understand the feeling of forehead kisses and might even be resistant to it at first but once they know it’s a sign of affection, they may start offering their forehead or light bump their head against you for more.”
“what are you doing?” you watched him tilt his head down in your direction, revealing his forehead to you, barely even a second after he returned home.
“huh?” he said as if completely unaware of what he was doing. despite that, he only leaned closer and looked up at you with expecting eyes. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“then why are you doing that?”
“oh.” he quickly straightened himself up only for you to cup his head and pull it back down so you could plant a quick smooch on his forehead.
you chuckled at his flustered reaction, his widened eyes and red tinted cheeks. “yeah, i knew you liked that all along,” you said with some smugness and were about to walk away until you felt a hand grab onto your wrist.
“wait, give me another. i didn’t get to fully enjoy it.”
★-KURONA RANZE, sae itoshi, barou shoei, raichi jingo, nagi seishiro, HIORI YO, gagamaru gin + your faves <3
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#★ snail.writes ★#got this idea after seeing a few videos abt cats learning to love forehead kisses#oh my god… am i becoming a cat boy lover?#blue lock#blue lock x reader#bllk x reader#kurona ranze x reader#sae itoshi x reader#barou shoei x reader#raichi jingo x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#hiori yo x reader#gagamaru gin x reader#wrote this while abbey by mitski was stuck in my head
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