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itoshi-s · 1 year

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wld u have any input on perv!reo w an innocent/oblivious reader??

──✧ ˚ · “ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞

*.✧ ft. 𝐫𝐞𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞

*.✧ wc: 10.1k. nsfw & dark content / 17+ only / minors dni ! - fem reader, characters are 18+ (but meet as teenagers), dub-con, slow burn, reo's a whore and a sleaze, manipulation, corruption, slight obsessive behavior, misuse of power (reader sees reo as kind of a brotherly figure), cunnilingus, reo's needy, mentions of taking unsolicited sex pics, panty stealing. // notes: reo is either a perv or a sub and there's no in between ! reo fuckers enjoy (☆ω☆)

the first time reo sees you, he’s barely fourteen and it’s in his family home, sitting straight in your seat at the dining table.

you look gorgeous with your big, curious eyes, long lashes, and a lip balm giving your pout a pink sheen. you’re different from all the other girls he’s seen around at school - you don’t try to look older, and actually look your age. a nice change for once. he steals a few glances upon your way from his seat diagonally across, fork digging into the tender steak on his plate. it was nice for a change to not be the only teen at the table, and actually, it was a bit surprising too. your parents were frequent guests at his house, due to the many links between their company and mikage corp, but this was the first time you tagged along. actually, reo doesn’t think he’s ever heard them mention having a daughter - but then again, his head is always anywhere but here, at the table, when the adults discuss over business details and joke around topics that make his head ache and confusion settle on his features.

“what about you, love? got any plans for the future?” reo moves his eyes from his glass of juice to his mother upon hearing her address you. she’s so sweet, just like always.

you blink once, twice, and nod quickly, “oh- oh, yes, actually. i want to help people.” you beam, the smile you’re sporting making your cheeks plump and full. “maybe, um, set up a foundation, or something? i dunno, like the one that organized the ball a week ago, right papa?”

reo has to hold back a roll of his eyes, the interest you first sparked in him long gone. now this was something he’s heard from about every other girl he knows - the other option either being fashion or a family company heir, just like him. you sound a bit clueless, too, the sheepish tone of your voice making you seem even more childish. (not like he’s grown up, of course, but then again, you’re even worse.)

despite how cute you are that day, reo doesn’t feel any interest in you whatsoever. the reason behind why you looked so innocent compared to his other friends, who already started to experiment with makeup and more mature clothing, doesn’t make it any easier to like you either. you are a year younger, and from what his mother tells him once you leave, your parents are very strict on keeping you unscathed by the pressure social media and society puts on young girls. now the thought of you hanging out at his place more often sounds so nohow, it doesn’t even make him excited to finally have some company. you seem immature and a bit naive, and while reo’s anything but aloof, he doubts that he’ll ever get along with you.

or, at least, so he thinks after the night you first meet. as expected, you start coming over to his place more often, now that a brand new deal between your families is about to be signed. while your parents discuss future plans over wine, reo is shocked to hear that for once, maybe he can show you around the house instead of sitting next to them and getting familiar with the investments.

you’re not actually that insufferable, reo realizes after several long hours of you hanging out together in his room. you have an older brother that’s a professional volleyball player now, and he sees the longing in your eyes when you mention him playing overseas. it sparks his interest, how your brother began his career when he was just about his age - he had everything a teenage boy could ever dream of, and yet, he’d rather move to the other side of the world to chase a dream that didn’t gave him any certainty. the more you talk, the softer and less infantile you seem - reo realizes that you actually do know a lot about worldwide humanitarian issues, a lot more than any other kid your age. he listens intently as you tell him about the things you like to do after school, about the many hobbies your parents put you on, and somehow, you manage to find a common ground. you talk and game and laugh for hours, until the night falls and your mum comes up to reo’s room to collect you.

reo gives you a little wave goodbye, and from now on looks forward to your visits - for a while.

years pass by, and while reo manages to keep up his spot on top of his every class, all while meeting up with friends and traveling the world with his parents, you just seem… the same. yeah, you got smarter - a scholarship from the states being the best proof - and prettier, too, which reo is sure other boys notice as well. but you still have this little dreamy edge to you, your laugh all too high pitched and random at times, and you still blush profusely whenever a boy comes anywhere near. you’re still nice, but just not as fun to be around; you're different, than him and the other girls he knows and starts to surround himself with. it’s not your fault either, as reo figures it must be your parents keeping you away from all the opportunities - better or worse - that teenagery has to offer. you’re busy with the scholarship now, thinking of going on a student exchange to the usa, even, and while reo sees it as praiseworthy, you two just seem to lose the common language you once had.

second year of highschool comes by, and you’re merely just a thought at the very back of reo’s head when he meets nagi. the two get along as if they’ve known each other their whole lives, even though seishiro needs a little (uh, maybe a bit bigger) push, and the friendship and newly found passion about football gets reo going. he doesn’t even see you around too often anymore, considering he’s barely at home after school, and even if he is, the time is spent on arguing with his parents. the only times he remembers about you is when you’re brought up by his father - a prime example of how one should take advantage of the privileges they were born into, instead of picking up a worthless dream. he knows you’ve got nothing to do with this, and yet still, the thought of you makes reo hurl.

reo doesn’t really miss you a lot during his time at blue lock - and he doesn’t think it’s anything harsh, considering you were barely good friends and only ever hung out when your parents did, and it was still long years ago, back before you two even properly hit puberty. there’s enough going on during the selections to keep his mind busy and muscles taut with stress - he doesn’t need any interruptions in getting to the top and so, the thought of you is pushed to the very back of his mind. it only ever changes the day of the u20 match, when the buzz of the blue lock’s team victory is still making his skin crawl and blood rush. he’s tired, his legs feel like jelly, and yet, he still makes out the familiar voice from the front row stands as he goes to leave to the locker room.

“reo!” he turns his head upon his name being called out, brows furrowed as he wipes the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. he recognizes the sing-song voice, but the memory is a bit blurry as violet eyes scan through the crowd and eventually fall upon the hand vigorously waving around - moving down, they lock with your bright orbs, a vibrant grin on your lips.

to say that he’s surprised to see you is an understatement - he takes a quick glance around you to check if you’re there with your parents, but he sees that you’re in fact alone. must’ve been your idea now, wasn’t it? reo jogs over to the barriers, and only after closing the distance between the two of you does he notice the changes in your appearance that must’ve happened over the past few months.

he spots the way your features look way more mature now, and how you seem to finally have started to accentuate them with the right makeup. your skin still has the girly glow to it, though, or it might just be the wide smile on your face that’s lighting it up - either way, you definitely look even prettier than the last time reo has seen you, which must’ve been around his sixteenth birthday.

“you won!” you exclaim happily, leaning against the barriers and reaching a hand out to high-five him once he’s in arms reach. he’s a bit hesitant, but only out of surprise. “thought they would never bring you out,” you quip, watching reo roll his eyes. geez, thanks. “doesn’t your head hurt from that save?” your dainty fingers touch at reo’s reddened forehead, and it makes a foreign flutter wake in his chest.

“not really,” he shrugs, letting you ruffle his hair slightly. were you really that touchy with him these few years ago, back when you were children? he can’t recall. “what’re you doing here anyway?” he rubs at his eye, the other one glancing up at you curiously. from his spot under the bleachers, he has just the perfect sight of your cleavage - and usually it wouldn’t affect him in any way, but to his surprise, his gaze is met with bare skin. reo has to swallow thickly upon the initial startle, eyes momentarily locked with the gold necklace that he now remembers you wear even years ago - but this time, it rests right between the valley of your perky breasts, barely visible from the spot where your tits squeeze together. fuck - he knows that puberty can be a blessing sometimes. but could that really be the same you?

your voice brings him back to the present, gaze quickly tearing away from your chest, “i could finally see you play, reo! i never even heard you mention soccer,” you state, voice falling a bit near the end of the sentence. almost as if you regretted the way your friendship turned out. “do you still have the same number?” the question brings a hopeful tilt to your voice, and it makes reo smile a bit. there it is - the same awaiting, sweet sound.

“yeah,” he replies, looking up to lock his eyes with your doe ones. the clumpy, thick mascara on your lashes really does the trick, he thinks as he watches your lips stretch in a smile. “i don’t have my phone on me at blue lock, though - but we will catch up once i’m back, yeah?” now you were not the only one that has undergone a major change throughout the years, and while reo didn’t look all that different, there was definitely a shift in his personality. yeah, he was still real sweet with everyone, barely ever getting into any fights or arguments and staying on good terms with pretty much everybody. he always could have any girl he wanted - could pick and choose from tens of them at school, and then everywhere else he went - and yet, not even one of them grew suspicious of the way he is. not one of his previous girlfriends or the ones he only hung out with once or twice seemed aware of how his eyes naturally rested lower than on their face when they spoke. they only grew giddier at the way his hands would grope at the soft fat of their tits, their hips, squeezing at their bottom in a way that made their head spin - in a way they’ve already heard from their friends, who also got lucky enough to catch reo’s attention. maybe they were also just glad that it was finally their chance, and didn’t give his hungry touches any second thoughts? maybe they really did think that he was just like all the other horny teenagers, buzzing with hormones, and that his long days of practice only spurred him on even more. sometimes, reo was surprised, even, at how quickly they would respond to his sly texts, a picture attached with no trace of shame. did they ever let the thought of him keeping these pictures linger, or were they really just this dumb?

the more recognition he gets thanks to the blue lock project and neo egoist league, the larger his range of possibilities grows. there’s girls flooding his dm’s, his name being thrown around different thirst tweets, and yet, it’s not like reo’s not used to it already. he's turned eighteen barely a few months before the blue lock project, and so he's already had plenty of time to finally let up all of this pent up tension. he meets up with a few girls during his breaks, spends the night, and is off early morning - with a pair of lace knickers in his back pocket, if he’s lucky (and the girl oblivious enough). some of them don’t even notice the flash going off as they ride him, their back to his face, taking just a little memoir to keep locked under a passworded folder in his gallery - something that he can play back in his mind, when he’s back at the blue lock facility, alone in the showers.

between his little hook ups, he still finds the time to keep his promise - and drives over to your house, which he is a little surprised to find with no sight of you the first time he comes by. “oh, she’s living on her own now! had to move closer to her university.” oh. "she'll be so happy to see you, though, reo! it's been ages since i've seen you, too." to say that he’s shocked by your mother’s words is an understatement - hell, you could even fly a private helicopter to uni each and every day if you only ever wished for it - so did your parents, always so overprotective, really let you move out and start living by yourself? nonetheless, reo is actually kind of content to be hanging out with you again. (the way you carry yourself, so soft and sweet as if your looks weren't enough to fill any guy's thoughts with pure filth, might just be the main reason.) he learns that you got into the university of tokyo on top of the acceptance list and are floored with not only work, but also the uni life that everyone else has been telling you about. ah. so that’s where the sudden change in looks came from, he realizes as you tell him about how happy you were that your best of friends managed to get in with you.

“she’s so cool! i think you would’ve liked her, reo,” you tease, a grin on your lips as you tell him about one of your friends and even go to show him her instagram pictures. he hums, “yeah, she's-" "if only she wasn’t into older guys.” you elbow him in the side with a giggle, and it makes him wonder how to wrap his head around the dissonance you’re giving him.

reo starts to feel less and less surprised with the way you turned out the more you tell him about the girls you befriended in high school, and then the ones you were hanging out with in your sorority house as well. you’ve always been kept in a bubble, as your parents’ greatest treasure - their sweetest little girl, as if you weren’t in your golden age to start experimenting with life and all it had to offer. it was honestly only a matter of time until you slipped away, the blinders your parents wore making them oblivious to your newly born adventurous nature. she’s not like that, he bet they’d say. have you seen her? she’s as innocent as they get! how the hell you managed to stay just that way, reo couldn’t figure out for the life of him. you’re wearing the skimpiest skirts he’s seen on a girl in a long time, your tits spilling out of your top, lashes curled to the heavens and yet, when you look at him, you have the same childish excitement in your doe-like eyes - and it feels as if you haven’t grown at all from when he first met you.

you were never really insufferably dumb to begin with, and reo knows that. your parents made sure you got the greatest education possible and you were a straight A student, keeping interest in many fields - starting from finances and economics, through arts and finishing at high tech. maybe that’s what makes it so appealing and easy to talk to you, spending long hours on bickering and discussing, even though your mind seems so, so much more innocent than his - hell, than any other girl’s your age, too. whenever he slips a dirty joke in the conversation, you frown slightly, a pout on your lips as if asking, what do you mean, reo?, and it doesn’t make any sense to him. yet again - how can that be possible, with the way all of your little friends are carrying themselves?

you start spending more time with each other, considering how close your condo is to the blue lock facility, and it becomes a little routine for him to come right over to your place whenever he gets a few days of break. you spend the time watching tv shows, stuffing your face full of snacks, going to the arcade and gossiping about reo’s teammates or whatever one of your girlfriends did since the last time you two have seen each other.

“m’so happy we’re friends now, reo,” you mumble one night, curled up to his side on the couch, nearly dozing off with some random action movie playing from the flat screen tv. “y’remind me of him so much, yanno?”

ah, so there it is - the reason behind you always staying hooked to his arm. even though you were coming from a very similar background as him, reo was still a little more experienced in life - having seen more, thanks to the blue lock, among other things - and after all, he was a year older than you, wasn’t he? he carried himself with this confident, yet playful smile all of the time, and made everyone in his company feel warm - very much like your older brother did. thanks to him (or more like your stories about him), reo manages to get a good glimpse at how a sportsman’s life really looks like - how even though your family was so close, his visits happen thrice a year at most, and it leaves you missing him so bad, he even has to comfort you and wipe away your tears on one of your movie marathon nights.

sometimes, it seems like there’s two sides to him. one, that makes every girl’s knees buckle at just one glance; and the other, showcased by a bright grin and giddy behavior. either way, reo doesn’t really think of himself badly. it’s not like he’s doing any of it against the girls’ wishes, isn’t it? some would even consider it a good deed, even, he’s pretty sure, with the way he’s the very first one to be touching them that way, taking their innocence away. the only time he ever starts to feel guilt eating away at his insides is when the same filth spills all over his mind, clouding over his senses whenever you are around.

it’s been a year since the neo egoist league has ended - a year full of you, amongst soccer and other things that tore his mind and body down with exhaustion. movie nights, adventure parks, helping you study, going to frat parties with you, even - cause none of the girls are comin’, reo, please, just this once! - as if he really needed any convincing to come. some of the guys there were his high school friends, he realized, and so the thought of catching up with his old colleagues made the party even more appealing. (not to mention the tens of girls that would kill to have him lick the salt off their tummy, the tequila on his tongue bringing a bitter taste to their mouth as they kissed later - one of his favorite party activities, honestly, considering how hard it made him in his pants.)

the first time it happens, reo’s by the makeshift bar, chatting up with a friend he used to sit with at chemistry lab as he pours them a drink - and his head lazily tilts to the side upon hearing your voice calling out to him.

“reo!” you sound as excited as always when addressing him, and he has to chuckle at the way you stumble over your own feet as you strut over to his spot by the bar. “reo, we’re- we’re playing beer pong. wanna team up w’me?”

the amused laughter dies down in his throat as his eyes zero in on your cleavage, the fat of your tits jiggling with each step you hurriedly take towards him. he sees the slight sheen of sweat, watches the way it reflects the neon lights, how it accentuates the glitter of the body spray you put on right before you left the house. reo is glad he has his hand stuck in his pocket, cause now he can quickly fix his hardening dick without making it suspicious - he gives himself a slight squeeze and clears his throat as you approach him.

you smell of coconut, and the scent overwhelms his senses as soon as you press yourself up against him - a giggle leaving your mouth as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in to press a wet kiss to his cheek. “pretty, pretty please? y’know i’ve never ever played it, and if i lose it’ll make me a loser, won’t it now, reo,” you babble on, a laugh leaving your mouth as his friend gives your nose a flick. he must’ve told you something amusing, reo supposes, but the both of you are drowned out as blood thuds in his ears - as it throbs in his pants, cock aching by how ridiculously hard it got at the feeling of you pressed up against him. he feels your tits as they squish against his chest, feels the rumble of your laughter, the flutter of your lashes against his neck-

“‘xcuse me,” he mumbles, hurriedly, and pries your arms off - earning a surprised look from you (and a cute drunken stumble). making his way through the crowd, the smell of spilled liquor and sweat and mixed perfume makes his head even dizzier, to the point that he’s stumbling into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind him.

one hand works on turning the lock while the other undoes the button of his plaid gray pants, a shaky groan slipping past his lips at the crumb of relieved tension. he dips a hand past the waistband of his boxers and pulls his throbbing cock out, thumb smearing the milky white pre-cum all around the reddened tip as he grabs onto the sink tightly for support.

“shit,” reo nearly whines at the image playing out in the very front of his mind. it’s almost like he can still inhale you, feel you as the heat of your body against his turns his legs to mush. he bites down on his lip, hard, in an attempt to quiet down the needy gasps that leave his mouth every so often, with every jerk of his hand. he tightens his grip on the porcelain, wrist flicking hurriedly and it makes him squeeze his eyes shut, strands of violet hair falling over his forehead as he groans quietly. please, pretty please, reo. it reverbs in his ears, but this time, it’s breathy, needy - as he imagines you giving him your prettiest wide eyes, tears sticking to your lashes, mascara running down your cheeks as he holds your thighs wide open, watching the way your pussy struggles to fit him in-

“ah- fuck, take it-” a mewl-like sound catches in his throat, toned abs spasming as white spills all over the bathroom sink. he struggles to catch his breath, hips needily thrusting into his hand as he rides out the high that leaves a loud ringing in his ears. throwing his head back, he groans softly as he feels the thick cum pool on his fingers, dripping down onto the pearly white porcelain - staining it with filth.

it takes him a breather to finally flutter his eyes open, the bring white light stinging the bloodshot orbs - and he hums to himself, softly, a sigh following soon after as his shoulders relax. he lets go of the edge of the sink and instead turns the faucet on, cleaning his hands off any filth and patting any residue off his cock with a paper towel in relative silence. a random tune booms through the speakers outside, but the bathroom door do their job mellowing it out as he cleans after himself, taking his time to fully come down his high.

the realization only hits him when he’s finished zipping his pants back up and about to fix his hair, glancing up at the mirror - and sees the red tint on his cheeks and blood clinging to the torn skin of his bottom lip, glossy eyes staring right back at him.

maybe he is a bit fucked up, after all.

you wake up in your bed the next morning, a glass of water along with a tablet of aspirin left on your bedside table. loser :p, the note stuck right next to it says, and you honestly wish you remembered what the little joke is about.

“this is so embarrassing,” you whine into your pillow a few hours later and reo chuckles under his breath at the way your legs kick out, body overcome with shame. “i can’t remember a thing! i don’t know what i was even doin’ most of the night,” you mumble, eyes almost teary as you pull your face away to give reo a discontented look. he hums softly, glancing over at you just for a split second before focusing back on the stocks on his phone screen.

“see, that’s why i told you not to drink this much.” he says matter-of-factly, “you’re lucky i was there. you never know who’s at the party with you, kiddo, so you need to stay aware at all times.”

now, reo has to admit that the sight of your eyes glazing over with tears, a subtle pout on your lips, shouldn’t be making him feel as hot as it does - and yet, he continues, and digs the hole underneath you even deeper.

“there’s many bad guys around and you know it,” he mumbles, lilac eyes momentarily catching yours. you gulp and pull your knees up towards your chest for comfort, tears of shame tingling at your lashes. “you’re a smart girl, after all, yeah?”

were the things he said true? definitely - especially for such pretty and sweet girls like you, too good for your own good. but were you really in any danger last night, with him keeping an eye on you the whole time (except for his little… getaway)? not really - but seeing the anxious expression on your face was worth it. sometimes, it made reo feel like he should just grab you by the shoulders and tell you that you had to grow up eventually, for your own safety and comfort. but then again, he doubted it’d even work anyway, and besides, the adrenaline rush he experienced each and every time he instilled a crumb of fear in your heart was just too good to let pass.

it does feel good to have you cling to him even tighter, after all, he figures as you climb on his lap weeks later asyou two hang out in the evening. your hair blocks his view of the game he’s watching, but it only takes a little squirming for you to get fully comfortable and allow him the full look on the tv screen.

“who’s playing today?” you chime in, leaning forward to grab a handful of popcorn. reo’s voice catches in his throat, unable to help the way his eyes cast down, to where your ass is pressing firmly against his crotch and thighs. the waistband of your shorts sticks away from your flesh, allowing him to take a peek of the thin elastic of your thong - bright purple, just like his eyes. it makes him shudder.

“real madrid and barcelona,” he mumbles, clearing his throat and his hand almost flies down to cup his growing bulge in a weak attempt to hide it. the idea dies down in his mind as soon as he realizes your full attention is on the screen, soft hums leaving your mouth every so often along with little comments about the play. you’re absolutely oblivious to his cock prodding at your bum, hard on pressing right against the fat cheeks and aching. some would say it’s embarrassing how quickly reo could stand to full alert, but honestly… who wouldn’t, right? he shifts in his seat, an arm reaching to rest on the backrest of your sofa. he tries, really fucking struggles to keep his eyes on the screen as well, but your small sounds of excitement or frustration make it near impossible. you fidget slightly,

“ah! it hit the pole,” you mumble, brows knit in focus and hands resting on top of reo’s knees, bare and bruised up from the hours of training. reo closes his eyes, deciding to try his luck - and he bucks his hips up, slowly, as to not scare you off his lap. instead, he’s met with silence - and he glances at you shortly, just to make sure.

he has just the perfect view of your back, skin smooth and glowy, and his hands itch to rest on the curve of your waist. experimentally, he places a hand on your side, and feels you shiver under his fingertips.

“your hands are cold,” you whine, but instead of pushing it off your bare skin, you do the thing he doesn’t even dare to dream of right now - you squirm. reo moves his other hand to his mouth, leaning back into the plush sofa as his hips do the very contrary and thrust up against you.

you don’t seem to acknowledge how uncomfortable the position generally is, how it should be for any other male friend whose lap would be occupied by you. instead, you lean forward slightly, hips rolling against reo’s crotch just slightly, and you sigh softly as you give his knees a gentle squeeze.

can you really be this oblivious? honestly, it’s hard to tell which thought makes him harden more - you just putting up a little facade and actually just teasing him by this point, or, which is more likely considering your sweet nature - you being truly, absolutely unaware of how your fidgeting was making his dick throb and ache. the sounds of the game are long forgotten, barely a haze in reo’s mind, as blood pumps in his ears and mouth salivates at both the sight and sensation on you almost bent over on his lap. he feels your dainty fingers tap against his knees mindlessly, or giving his flesh a gentle squeeze whenever you tense up in excitement over the match. he has to lean his head back, eyes closed and teeth nearly sinking into his hand as to not make a sound.

he rolls his hips up against your bum languidly, the friction sending sparks down his thighs, and it feels heavenly. he thinks of how your small hands will feel as they rest in the same exact place as now, but instead, they work as support when you lower yourself down on his cock. he wonders how you’d squeal if he grabbed at your ass, left his hand prints all over the soft flesh, setting a rhythm for you to ride him. for a second, it even occurs to him that maybe, just maybe, if he pushed himself to make a move, the little sleepover with your best friend really could end up with him splitting you open on his dick.

reo hears his breath hitch in his throat, the familiar tension in his abdomen growing stronger, and it urges him to grind against you just a bit faster. upon realizing that you really are absolutely oblivious to how he’s using you to get off, it seems like most of his limits broke loose. (it’s not like anything would happen if you ever did find out, though, right?) his cock throbs and pulses against the thin gray boxers, pre-cum already sticking to the material and it feels fucking disgusting, but so good. he tips over his climax, eventually, hips stuttering beneath you and just as he feels the first spurt of cum soak into the soft cotton, you let out a gasp, and jolt in his lap.

the sensation is enough to make reo’s eyes widen, a choked groan leaving his lips at the way your ass rubs down on him just perfectly, as if helping him ride his high out. his head feels airy as he listens to your little squeal of excitement mix with the sports announcer’s lively comments, the sound tuned out and barely a buzz in his ears. the sticky and thick cum pools in his boxers, and he wonders if you really cannot feel the obvious wetness through the material of his shorts.

you shift in your seat on his lap, ripping a groan from his throat at the way you press down against his overstimulated cock. turning around to give him a puzzled look upon the sound, the sight of your eyes wide and bright almost chokes reo up.

“you okay?” you ask, a hand reaching towards his face to brush a strand of hair out of his eyes. you don’t seem to notice the way perspiration clings to his brows as you touch him.

he gives a nod, swallowing down the saliva that pooled in his mouth, before clearing his throat.

“yeah,” he speaks, and he’s surprised how collected he sounds for someone who had just creamed his pants. his eyes follow the screen, watching the player’s goal from a minute ago replay and it’s actually a little silly how lucky he is to get such a good cover, in fact, as he watches the camera zoom in on his favorite club’s goalkeeper and his sour expression. “just really want barca to win, s’all.”

reo gives up on the hope of you finally growing more self-aware anytime soon when a few more months pass and yet, you still don't notice how your panties would disappear from the hamper or how reo has to excuse himself from the room when you're around - only to come back minutes later, eyes glossed over.

you're starting to make it hard for him not to make a move, and he's honestly stunned that he went so long without finally having his way with you. hell, he even brings you along to the small weekend trip he's came up with, just before the new u20 squad was to be announced. the blue lock team deserves some relaxation before the season starts, even if it is barely a few days, and you do too, considering you had just finished your finals (on top of your class as always). and so, he brings you with him and the rest of the guys and their partners - who at first ask how long you two have been together and then give a surprised look when you laugh, oh! oh no, reo's like a brother to me, really! (something about his longing looks and the way he'd grab your hips tells them different, but oh well, that's not any of their business, right?) the sight of you in all the skimpy bikinis, skin glowing with the tanning oil and cheeks kissed by the sun might just be the breaking point - or at least, one of them, the other being you, going on a date with one of his teammates, and getting your little heart broken.

the sight of you on his doorstep, head hung low and soft little sniffles sounding through the rain outside, is a shock indeed - and reo only has it in himself to coo softly as you stumble right into his arms.

"hey- hey, what's goin' on?" he tries to pull you back from his chest, but the grip you have on his waist is surprisingly strong. instead, he reached for the handle and clicks the door shut, hands moving to rub up and down your arms afterwards. "what happened, bunny?"

your shoulders tremble once, nimble fingers tightening on the material of his white tee. "don' wanna talk," you mumble, and reo wraps his arms around your shoulders, lips pressing to the crown of your head soothingly.

"okay," he mumbles, breathing in the all too familiar scent of your shampoo mixing with the sweet, sticky coconut of your perfume. it brings him back to the frat party months earlier - and makes heat pool in his stomach, even now, as you're sniveling against his broad chest. "i'll run you a bath, okay? you'll get sick."

you don't have it in you to refuse, and in a span of an hour, you're already curled up in the middle of reo's bed, wearing a spare pair of your joggers and one of his sweaters. there's two half-empty cups of ginger tea on the bedside table, and you lay on your side, knees hugged to your chest as you ramble.

reo stares at your face as you speak in a hushed tone, propping his head up on his hand, the other busy with rubbing small circles into your hip. he knows it's bad, god, he knows it's fucked up, but he feels his abdomen tighten at the sight of crystal tears sticking to your lash line.

"and then i said..." you take in a breath, bottom lip jutted out. "said that i- i don't want to do it anymore. that maybe we shouldn't after all, so he got annoyed and tried to change my mind, but-" you cut your rambling off at the silence you're met with, eyes glancing up to check on reo's expression.

he's always been an attentive listener, but this time, the silence almost sounds different. the boy hums, and tugs you a little closer to him. "shouldn't do what?" he inquires; and if it wasn't for the tears smudging your vision, you would've noticed the way he swallows thickly.

you feel your cheeks heat up and scrunch your nose, shaking your head. "you know what, reo," you mumble and he has to force back a sly smile. you're so shy, and now also slightly shaken still from what happened mere two or three hours ago. "i told you already.."

you trail off, the topic clearly bringing you discomfort and yet, reo doesn't drop it entirely. you've grown used to him being so thorough in your conversations, but this time, it makes you fidget slightly.

of course he knows. god of course he does, and the thing keeps him awake some nights, especially after he's scored a goal or two and he has to blow off some steam.

reo's well aware that you've never been with a guy. you've kissed a few of them, yeah, sure. you could've even made out with them, had their tongues down your throat - but you were still innocent, in more ways than one. you were drop dead gorgeous, and yet, the way you would be absolutely oblivious to other guys advance's still hadn't changed one bit since you were barely a young teen. maybe that's why you've never had a man grope you, please you, ruin you - make you stumble over your own feet the morning after.

he's wonders if you've even ever thought of it - if you ever desired to be played with.

"i know," he chuckles slightly and dips his hand under the hem of the thick sweater draped over your waist. a thumb starts to smooth tiny circles across your flesh, mimicking the gesture from seconds before. "i know, bunny. but i've told you already, didn't i, how there's plenty bad guys around." he points out, hand giving your waist a slight squeeze upon feeling you tense up. "why didn't you tell me that you were meetin' someone, hm?"

you can't stand the intensity of reo's violet eyes boring into yours, and so you only give a slight shrug and avert your gaze, "i dunno, reo. just wanted to try something new." you admit, the words now sour on your tongue and you know that this'll be the last time you ever try to go out of your comfort zone for a long, long time. "everyone already did it. i stick out." you grumble, expression soft even as you frown.

your words don't leave him undisturbed - in fact, the expression on reo's face doesn't give out any of the things he's thinking about. if it did, he's sure his eyes would turn black with greed, and he'd most probably drool over the thought of him being the one you turned to instead-

oh.

"why didn't you just ask me?" reo sits up slightly, the arm used to support his head up now straightened. you look up at him, hand itching to brush the hair out of his face - something you seem to always do whenever he has his hair down - but the intensity of his gaze leaves you flustered enough to back down.

"ask you?" you squeak out. it's cute how shocked you sound, reo thinks.

"yeah, why not?" his hand moves further up, warmth resting on your ribs now, just barely below the swell of your breast. you're not wearing any bra - of course you aren't. it's not like you've ever thought of being the slightest bit embarrassed in front of him - not like you've ever noticed how he had to fix his boner at the glimpse of your nipples perking through the shirt you would wear at one of your sleepovers.

the feeling is so unfamiliar, it makes your head dizzy. you and reo have always been touchy with each other - but it's because you were best friends, and it was your way of keeping close, so it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. but now, as he looks at you with such intensity and pushes on the topic that brings you so much embarrassment, the touch seems out of place.

"you know that your first time is really important, right? you'll compare all of your next boyfriends to this," reo hums, giving your flesh a light squeeze. "s'why you have to be real careful who you're pickin' to be your very first, doll." eventually, he pushes himself up straight, and it feels like the air around you has thinned and finally, you could breathe free again.

"still- wouldn't that be... weird, if i asked you to?" you prop yourself up on your elbows and you're surprised you even managed to force the words out. your heart hammers inside your chest, "we're best friends..." you mumble, and reo shrugs - nonchalantly, as if the ache in his boxers wasn't driving him crazy.

"that's what best friends are for," he points out and reaches a hand towards your ankle, fingers gently skimming along the delicate skin. it makes you shiver and fidget slightly as he massages along your calf. "it's nothin' weird. i could just help you out, so you know what you like and how to make a guy feel good, yeah?" you roll your head to the side, face burning. this sounds insane - reo, your sweetest best friend that almost feels like an older brother to you, telling you how he can be your first. what's worse, no matter how uncanny it feels, it surprisingly doesn't raise any objections in your mind.

you must be silent for a short while, because soon he drums his fingers against your knee. (you didn't even notice when his hand moved upwards, and how good it feels.)

"hey, we don't have to," not now, at least. but god, it's getting so exhausting to hold himself back. "but it would be easier for you that way, bunny.. you trust me, don't you?" your heart pulls in your chest at the words, teeth sinking into your bottom lip and reo almost feels sorry for how he's messing with your head.

but honestly, he's not even trying to - after all, he's just saying the truth. if only you gave him the green light, he could show you so much. he knows you better than anyone else, better than any guy out there ever will. he could make you feel things you didn't know were even possible, pull sounds from you that would make you blush with embarrassment. all he needs is just a chance.

the quiet rustling of the sheets brings him back from the train of thoughts and the sight of you, legs slightly spread in front of him, eyes glossed over and cheeks reddened, is enough to choke him up.

"f'course i do," there's a slight whimper to your voice, breath soft as your chest heaves. "s-so, reo, please..."

a grunt catches in his throat as he grabs your ankles, gently, and pulls you towards him - hands immediately moving to roam up your middle. goosebumps rise along your skin, back arching slightly, and you glance up as reo wraps your legs around his hips.

"will make you feel good," he promises, breathily, as he leans down. you can see how blown his pupils are - the pretty violet barely a halo around the black by now. he licks his lips, gaze darting towards yours, but goes to vocalize his question anyway. "can i?"

you would've answered, but the close proximity between you two and the way you can feel reo's soft breath his your mouth makes you act before you can think. you lean in, lips pressing against his in a chaste kiss, and carefully cup his face in your hands.

reo moans into your mouth, shameless, and brings one large palm to rest back on your hip to grab at the soft flesh. you're so sweet, so gentle - treating him with reserve still, but it feels heavenly anyway. just the way he always imagined.

his tongue slips into your mouth, a surprised little sound muffled against his mouth, as he deepens the kiss languidly. your head spins at the feeling of reo's warm tongue, sliding against yours and lapping lazily, fingers lacing together at the nape of his neck. you're pulling him closer, ankles locking behind his hips as he presses himself against you.

there's a bashful mewl slipping past your lips as you feel reo's hard cock rut against your clothed core.

"you're so pretty," he breathes into the kiss, breaking it as he pulls away just slightly, enough to look at you. "see? you're makin' me feel so good, bunny, and we're just kissin'." he grabs your hips with both of his hands now, moving them against his crotch.

the feeling reminds you of when you'd touch your little pussy yourself - late night, under the covers, when the tension and warmth in your tummy would just get too much. but never, ever would you ever think that someone else rubbing at your sweet spots could feel this good. your clit throbs against the cotton of your sweats, and it's almost as if reo feels it at the way he grinds your hips against his harder.

"reo-" you gasp, hand grabbing at his bicep 'cause it's starting to feel like too much. his hands are firm and heavy, holding you against him and handling you however he likes - however he seems fit. it's good, but you have a feeling that it might get even better.

"i know," he coos, chuckling at the way your eyes flutter when he pulls away. he gives your - well, his - sweater a tug, "take it off for me, doll."

you give a small nod and quickly work on taking the clothing off, the air cold against your heated skin. you shiver slightly, both from the change in temperature and the way reo looks at you.

he sighs shakily, hands moving to rest on your waist before slowly moving up and grab at your breasts. you lull your head back into the pillows, the feeling of reo's warmth palms making you shudder. it's new - you've never had anyone touch you like that, ever - and makes warmth pool in your abdomen.

"fuck," you hear him whisper under his breath as he massages at the plush of your tits - fingers experimentally giving a pinch to one of your nipples. you whimper at the feeling, jolting slightly, "fuck, feel how they fit right in my hands?" he flexes his fingers on the flesh for emphasis. "like they were made f'me." a soft groan leaves his mouth, before he leans down and wraps it around your areola.

your eyes widen slightly at the tickling sensation, reo's tongue warm and heavy against your hard nipple, and your back's arching off the mattress before you can register it.

there's a hand slipping past the waistband of your sweatpants, rough fingertips skimming against the skin of your abdomen, just right above your pussy. your hips stutter and chest heaves, making reo moan out at how you stuff his face full with your tits. you're so fucking needy, and you don't even seem to notice. your body acts on it's own, natural and by instinct upon feeling so much pleasure all at once, and it makes his head spin.

he gently dips a finger between your folds, drawing a little circle against your hole and his breath hitches in his throat at the way wetness oozes right out. he pulls away from your chest, a thick ribbon of saliva connecting his reddened lips with your nipple, and looks up at you.

there's one of your forearms resting over your eyes, lips fallen apart as soft little moans slip past. you only pull your arm away from your face when his hand pushes your pants down and doesn't return to it's previous place between your thighs - instead, he taps his fingers on your lips.

you look up at him, eyes tentative, as he breathes out, "lick them for me, baby. so it doesn't hurt."

he knows damn well that you're wet enough to manage a finger or two, even if it is your very first time taking something longer and thicker than your dainty fingers - but the sight of you obediently parting your lips, tongue lolling out to lap at his digits before softly suckling is worth the lie.

reo feels his cock throb as he watches you, intently, as you circle your tongue around his fingers and struggle to fit them in your mouth past his second knuckle.

"good girl," he croons and gives his hard on a firm squeeze through his sweats, just a little something to relieve the painful pulse. your eyelashes flutter momentarily, blood rushing to your cheeks, and he can't help but push his fingers deeper.

you choke slightly, eyes squeezing shut at the sudden intrusion as you feel saliva pool in your mouth and dribble past the corner of your mouth.

"open your eyes," you can barely hear reo speak over your quiet choking. "look at me."

you force your eyes back open, vision blurry with tears as you try to catch eye-contact. tears pool at your lash line as finally, he retracts his fingers from your mouth and pulls his hand away entirely, satisfied.

you sputter, gasping for air, and feel reo's other hand rest on your cheek. he wipes your tears away with a thumb, cups your face in his palm gently and sighs.

"see- that's what other boys would do if they saw you like that," he soothes, voice warm as usual and it brings contrast to his words. "s'why you have to be careful, bunny. don't want anyone to be rough with you, don't you?"

you shake your head quickly, throat still burning and scratchy as you look up. he really does look almost worried, with his eyes soft and focused on you entirely - but it almost seems like there's a haze behind the lilac.

you don't dwell on it too much, 'cause there's already a finger rubbing against your slit again, and this time it slips right in. the sensation isn't entirely new to you - you've played with yourself before, after all - but reo's fingers are so much thicker and longer than yours, feel so rough, and seem to press against your sweet spot almost instantly. you moan sweetly, hips bucking against his hands involuntarily as his fingertip rubs against the front of your pussy. it tightens around his finger, makes him dip it even deeper.

"right there?" he asks breathily, watching as your face contorts with pleasure, and it's enough of an answer. your tummy spasms slightly as you suck in a breath, hips starting to grind against his hand. there's another finger prodding at your entrance, teasingly, before slipping right in next to the other. "wanna see if you can handle two."

there's a slight stretch and burn as you try to accommodate to the girth of reo's fingers, much wider than anything you've ever played with and it is giving you a small struggle. you whimper and shift your hips, hand moving to push at his wrist instinctively.

"can't," you moan out, swallowing thickly as reo gives you a look - almost disappointed, yet intrigued at the same time.

"you've never had anything other than your fingers playing with this little pussy, didn't you?" it comes out as a slight groan, and you turn your head to the side to avoid his gaze. even as you act so sheepish, the slick that coats reo's fingers tell him enough - you're enjoying this.

you're getting off on listening to your best friend talk so sweetly about your pussy, playing with your body how he pleases.

you gulp heavily as you feel his weight shift on the bed, one arm resting across your abdomen and pinning you down firmly. and then, you feel a hot breath fan across your wet cunt, throbbing and creaming for attention, before he takes a long lick up your clit.

your hands grab at reo's hair, fingers tightening to tug and it vibrates against your pussy as he groans. "fuck," you whimper, and he chuckles breathlessly.

"watch your mouth," he muses, humored, before wrapping his lips around your throbbing little clit.

your eyes roll backwards, head pushing into the pillows and you have to bite back a cry at the overwhelming pleasure that seems to hit you all at once. it makes your muscles tremble and head spin how reo seems to work the same exact spot with both his fingers, massaging and thrusting inside, and his tongue, messily and hungrily slurping away. your hips stutter, but don't lift off the bed whatsoever as he keeps them stuck to the mattress with his arm, whining against your heat.

"you can- you can tug," he breathes, purple eyes glancing up at you as he knows exactly what you'll do - give him a little puzzled look, as if to ask you sure, reo? - and moans as his gaze meets yours. you look entirely fucked out already, spit wet on your lips and face pink, eyes wide and needy. he wonders if he looks just as filthy right now, hips rutting into the sheets and soaking his sweats with pre-cum and with his face stuffed in your pussy, devouring you as if he was starved.

he just might be, after years of trying to control himself.

he feels your fingers give a sharp pull at his hair, then push his mouth right back against you until his nose nudges against your groomed mound. it starts to get hard to breathe, he realizes, but you taste just to sweet - almost like honey, thick and sticky on his tongue as he suckles and licks and nibbles, soft little hums and whines buzzing against your twitching pussy.

you feel your back nearly stick to the sheets, thighs trembling against his head as you feel the strange sensation creep up - your muscles tense up as reo's hand presses on your lower abdomen, firmly, a breathy sigh hot on your clit. your eyes widen slightly and you jolt,

"aah- stop- reo, stop," you babble, tongue heavy in your mouth and head hazy from pleasure, but you have to go. embarrassment is dense on your mind as you push at his head, breath picking up and hips bucking up involuntarily. "please, please reo, it feels - ngh- feels funny." you don't realize there's big, fat tears running down your temples now, clear streaks streaming down the heated skin as your voice cracks.

why isn't he stopping?

you choke back a sob, the pleasure white hot in your veins as he groans and pulls back just slightly, enough to speak, "fuck, cum for me. cum on my face, baby." he sounds desperate - looks just the same, too, as you glance at him and the way he works his fingers in and out of your tight heat, fluttering and tightening. big, needy eyes stare up at you, bangs held back by your hand as your fingers pull at the hair, and he lolls his tongue out, grinding it against your clit messily.

you throw your head back, eyes unfocused, as it hits you like a heavy rainfall. the pleasure comes in waves, muscles taut and shaking as your back arches and quiet little cries slip out of your mouth - almost like a chant, and nothing like the sounds all of the other girls made, reo realizes. you sound so, so much prettier. perfect and sweet as you grind against his hungry mouth, cream oozing onto his tongue and juices spilling on his chin. he nearly whimpers, hips rolling against the bed and it takes all of his self restraint not to cum in his pants, too, at the sight of you trembling in his grasp.

the pleasure leaves your limbs warm and fuzzy, a soft buzz in your ears as your climax slowly dies down - but you realize that reo doesn't let up, fingers now having dropped their pace, but tongue still flicking against your oversensitive heat. you whine, swallowing back tears and pulling his mouth away, tugging at the roots of violet hair.

"reo," you sound broken enough, he thinks, and so he gives your clit a last kiss, the smack sounding so obscene it makes you close your eyes in shame. he eases his fingers out of you and gives the inside of your thigh a little peck as well before sitting back on his heels, breathing heavy as he takes you in.

you struggle to catch your breath properly, hair sticking to wet cheeks as you swallow thickly and grab at the sheets - as if you wanted to tug them over your body, cover yourself from his stare and the realization that sits heavy on your mind. reo sighs, nearly dreamily, and sucks your juices right off his fingers as you watch - too exhausted to show any sign of shame.

"m'gonna have you ride my face next time, okay?" he breathes out, giving your hip a squeeze - and before you let his words settle in, you're already nodding along, a soft little whimper leaving your mouth in agreement. it makes his cock jump in his boxers, the way you're so compliant and don't seem to realize the weight of his words.

if only he had known you'd be so easy to convince, he would've made a move a long time ago already, reo thinks to himself as he pulls you up for a kiss. grabbing your wrist to push your hand behind the waistband of his boxers, he drinks up the little moans that slip out your mouth, needy and sweet, nearly enough to make his teeth rot.

reo is so content he's met you, even if it took him long years to realize that your innocence and purity are actually the very thing he needs and wants.

and yeah, you're still different than the other girls - but you're just as oblivious with the way you don't notice his phone propped up on the nightstand.

reblogs are greatly appreciated ! :)

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angelltheninth · 2 months

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Mikage Reo Catches You Grinding on His Shirt

Pairing: Mikage Reo x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, roommates to loves, secret crush, rough sex, dirty talk, cunnilingus, scent kink

A/N: That one Reo fanart I rebloged yesterday made me miss him. Also inspired by this Reddit audio.

Reo was supposed to be gone for at least a few more hours. More than enough time for you to finish and put his shirt back in the washing machine. But he showed up early, almost as soon as he left in fact. He stared at you wide eyed, from your naked body to the shirt you were pressing against your pussy.

"What the fuck are you doing? I left less then half an hour ago, I come back to pick up my watch and find you rubbing yourself with me shirt? And were you smelling it? You little pervert. No, no, no don't you try to get out of this. Let me see what you were doing."

As soon as your wet pussy is in his sights he pushes his mouth against it. It was an unexpected move from him and you couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed by having your legs around his shoulders while desperately holding onto his shirt. He keeps his tongue on your pussy, giving it deliberate, broad slow licks.

"That shirt, did you take it from the washing machine. Thought you could get off on it before I noticed and get it washed. Bet you took other clothes too. Now I know why you always hug me after practice. Don't be shy, bite it, smell it."

Reo smiles into your pussy when he pushes his finger in and feels your walls tighten. Not surprising you're ready for his cock when you'd already been close before. Since you went behind his back though he will keep you on edge for a little more. He only gives you the tip, he keeps it in while you whine for him to move already because he's getting on your nerves.

"If I were you I wouldn't be so snappy. I'm finally giving you the real thing, not your fingers or those toys I know you have. It's gonna be worth it I promise. Unless... you tell me how many times you did this. How much clothes did you steal to get yourself off. They're all pretty costly. And you ruined them. So it's only fair you pay me back."

Quickly he maneuvered his shirt over your head, taking in how sexy you look in his clothes. That was the final straw for him. You let out a long moan as his whole cock was pushed into you without resistance. Fucking you while you're wearing his shirt is a whole different experience for him, it wakes up his possessive side. He always had one, not towards you but now those feelings are in fact directed towards you, you can feel it in every rough thrust of his hips and the slightly scary smile he has on his face.

"How is it? Me finally giving you what you want, fucking you like you need to be fucked. I didn't know such a perfect pussy was right under my roof. If I did I wouldn't have bothered with all those other girls I brought over. Bet you must have been so jealous of them, wishing I was fucking you instead."

You were jealous, it's why you stole his clothes so often, why you wanted to be wrapped in his scent, a fantasy of Reo. As you felt his cock pulsing you wrapped your legs around him, being selfish, wanting his cum. Birth control was a real blessing right now. Reo's cum was even more so, warming you up from the inside, squeezed into your pussy by your pulsing walls.

"Birth control? You took that hoping you'd get lucky with me didn't you? You wanted to get creampied by me so bad. Feels so good to let it all out, your pussy is taking me so, so well, like it knows my cock will be the only one for it now."

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zeijia · 4 months

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𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 II. EVERYONE GETS A TURN .ᐟ

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

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

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

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

I. LET'S MEET THE OTHER FOUR !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

BONUS SCENE !!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“sorry losers, she’s still mine”

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

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megu-nya · 1 year

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★·.·´ I'VE GOT YOUR LEASH UNDER MY THUMB `·.·★

★ ¦ @jaythes1mp asked: reo & nagi x male reader. handcuff & marking kinks (e.g. bitting, hickeys, etc. anything to do with marking the person as theirs). reader has been hanging around other people at school a little too much for their liking. seems like they need to remind him who he belongs to.

★ ¦ ft: reo mikage :: seishiro nagi

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: mlm :: m!reader :: mean dom!character :: possessive!character :: handcuffing :: marking kink :: biting kink

★·.·´ REO MIKAGE `·.·★

You were his and only his. Only he could laugh with you. Only he could see that sweet and genuine smile of yours. Only he could listen to all your troubles and sorrows and only he could comfort you. But this message didn't seem like it went through to that little brain of yours. From the field he watched you standing and chatting with one of the bench warmers. Laughing with him. Something only he was allowed to see. God, how he hated that sight.

His anger got even more fueled when you looked over to him and flashed him a smile, a smile only his eyes were allowed to see. He hated everything about that situation. For what were you getting onto his nerves? Did you want to test your boundaries? Did you want to know how far you can go until he has had enough with you? Because right now he did have enough. More than enough. Angrily he stomped over to you, his tall frame looming over you as he spoke. "We have to talk", was all he said as he grabbed you by your wrist and pulled you into the locker room.

"What's wrong Re-", you asked your purple haired boyfriend but your words got cut off by him slamming his fist right next to your head onto the wall right next to his locker, his eyes dark and hazed, staring at you and making you feel like he was looking deep into your soul. Without saying a word nor breaking eye contact he fondeled around in his sports bad, grabbing the tie of his uniform and taking it into both of his hands, stretching the material, the veins on his hands and fore arms becoming prominent.

"Seems like i have to teach you some manners", he said before grabbing both of your wrists with one of his hands and putting them above your head, tying the fabric of his tie around them with a swift movement and pinning them right were they are with such a strenght you thought your bones were about to break. One of his knees found its way between your legs, spreading them, pressing against your crotch and elicting a mewl from you which made him huff as response.

Reo was quick to latch his mouth onto your neck, harshly biting down on it, a round wound forming and his teeth drawing blood from your sensitive flesh. He pulled back and admired his doings, but he wasn't satisfied. Not yet. He needed to give you even more marks. He wanted you to walk out of the locker room with every bit of your skin either covered with marks from him biting you or hickeys from him sucking on your skin. He needed the others to know who you belonged to. And that being him, only him.

★·.·´ SEISHIRO NAGI `·.·★

"Sei- what?!", you exhaled, the air knocked out of your lungs as he basically threw you onto bed, manhandling you as if you would way nothing. He was annoyed, you could see it in his eyes and the way he looked at you. But why was he like this? Why did he behave like a feral animal caging his prey and ready to devour it? But your thoughts soon concentrated back on the feeling of cold metal against your wrists and the familiar clicking of handcuffs. You found yourself handcuffed to the bed frame, unable to move your hands, your boyfriend caging your body under his own, giving you no chance to escape.

"Does he feel good?", he asked you, blankly staring at you like he always would, demeanour suddenly having changed. "What are you talking about?!", you asked, confused, not understand what the actual hell was happening right now. Normally it would have been easy for you to read him but right now you felt like it was impossible.

When he saw you being dumbfounded by his question something in him snapped. How could you not know what he means when you've been obviously flirting with one of your class mates? Why were you playing dumb when it was so obvious what you did? And, most importantly, why did you do it? To test him? To annoy him? To make him jealous?

Many more questions raced through his head as his mouth latched onto your neck, his tongue first only slightly grazing your skin, a shiver running down your spine at the feeling of his wet muscle teasing you, then a yelp leaving your mouth when his teeth sank onto the expanse of your neck, sucking in the flesh and biting down on it, letting it roll between his tongue and teeth.

Once he was done with it he admired his masterpiece, the hickey he gave you already being a bright red mixed with blue and purple shades, being perfectly visible for the next time someone saw that spot. But it wasn't enough. He needed to mark you more. Way more. He needed to show the whole world who you belonged to. He needed to show every single human being that you were his and his only. No one else could have you. Only he could and only he will.

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garoujo · 1 year

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DO I FEEL GOOD IN YOUR THOUGHTS? — BLUE LOCK

feat : nagi seishiro, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, bachira meguru + mikage reo

♱ warnings — f!reader, some somno [consensual], they wake up from a sxc dream of you, cunninglingus, all characters written 22+, grinding / note. here are some more hcs 4 u guys ! i have loads of new stuff coming soon <3

・✶ ｡ﾟNAGI SEISHIRO

nagi thinks you feel like fucking silk underneath him, fingers twisting in his hair to pull him closer so he can kiss you like he needs — tongue rolling over yours mindlessly as he presses his cock deeper. the way you say his name, a pretty little high pitched seishiro is intoxicating and he almost feels dizzy with the desire he feels everytime he looks at you.

his drowsy, lidded gaze almost rolls back entirely when you squeeze around his heavy cock, feeling your legs hook around his hips as you basically beg, cry for more of him. more of his cum, more of his cock and fuck—he’d give you every part of him if you were to ask right now, he’d give you everything.

“seishiro, wake up.” you rasp when your lips part next and it’s in that same tone that rouses him from his nap, brings him back to the reality of his large form being draped on top of your figure, while your hands card through the messy mop of white hair nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

he’s pretty sure you can feel the way he’s rock fucking hard and has probably just spent the last minute and a half rutting into your very much awake figure. but your hands don’t cease their movements on his scalp and that only makes him fucking throb before he’s smearing a kiss along the crook of your neck as he really wakes, inching himself closer (like it was possible) as his hands trace underneath the fabric of your shirt.

“pretty thing, fuck— don’t stop that.. feels soooo good.” nagi grumbles before his large hands are squeezing at your hips and he’s grinding into you again, a little too eagerly as he hisses through his teeth before readjusting himself between your thighs. he’s huge, thighs spreading wider to accommodate the size of him and it only makes him want to bury himself in you even more.

“seems like you dreamt well, sei.” you drawl, tease, it’s whispery and pretty and it makes him feel like he’s going to pass out with the way he feels his abdomen twist with need at the sound. he’s already whimpering at the next intoxicating roll of his clothed cock between your thighs when you squeeze them around his hips, urging him closer into the heat of your clothed cunt as he presses you into the pillows beneath you.

“fu-uck, yeah i did.. wanna show you what i dreamed of, angel.. can give you so much more.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI RIN

fuck, you look so pretty — rin thinks as he stares down at you, pretty lips curled into an ‘o’ with every wet connection of his hips with yours. you sound heavenly, pretty little punched out gasps of his name as his body claps with yours — fingers tangled in his dark hair as a means to pull him closer.

he’s so close, your pretty pussy fanning the flames of his orgasm as he digs out your own — teeth gritting as he groans and begins a pace that’s a little faster, rougher. “fuck—take it, all of it.” he hisses with the next saccharine squeeze of your walls around him as his hands almost curl fists into your side, keeping you pinned to the mattress before your lips part once more.

“rin.. wake up.” rin’s sweating hard when he jolts, falls back down to earth with his bare chest pressed tight against your back, turned round to send him a drowsy look as he holds you unbearably tight. he can feel the arousal that’s slick along his cock already, straining and leaking against his pyjamas and who knows how long ago he woke you, probably annoyingly grinding into you like a wild animal in heat — how lukewarm.

“shit, sorry. just.. just go back to sleep.” you know he was dreaming, it’s obvious by the way he’s been panting and rutting into you which makes his face burn even warmer — thankful for the dim lighting even though he’s pretty sure you can feel the embarrassment radiating off of him in waves.

“you think you can?” you tease and rin clicks his tongue before he’s pulling you back against his chest, hellbent on forgetting all about this humiliating interaction for the rest of his life. but then you move deliberately, grinding against his still hard cock before you blindly reach back to grab him through the fabric of his shorts, making him stutter with his next exhale.

“i can help.” you offer with the next slow stroke of your palm, and it’s almost instinctive the way his hips follow the touch — trying so hard to reignite the orgasm that left him so suddenly. not that it takes much when your fingers squeeze around the sensitive shaft and he shudders before he swallows heavy, resting his forehead on your shoulder as he squeezes at your waist.

“fuck, just don’t stop that.. take all of it.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI SAE

sae wakes with a groan when he feels you shift in your sleep, unintentionally grinding your ass up against his cock and rousing him from the absolutely sinful dream he was lost in. fuck—he can still see it so clearly, feel the way you were wrapped so snug and warm around him, so responsive and good.

you’re just as pretty now though, he realises when he pushes himself closer to you, curling his bicep that your currently using as a pillow so he can lure you closer — letting you press yourself against his chest as he takes in your dreamy features.

sae’s never felt as consumed by you as he does now, even when you’re pliant and soft beneath him — he can still see the way your features twist with pleasure so clearly. his cock twitches as he presses himself into your side, smearing his lips along your temple as he gently lets his free hand trail it’s way along your body, careful not to rouse you from your sleep.

you’re so easy to move, even in your sleep you’re so responsive when he pulls gently at one of your thighs — spreading you open for him before his fingers tease at the front of your panties. he lets his fingers stroke softly along the fabric, sucking in a staggered breath when your thighs twitch as he brushes over your puffy clit.

“shhh.. there we go, sweetheart.” sae hums lowly before he’s looking over you again with heavy eyes, leaning in to press another kiss against your skin until he’s watching your features twitch with the next languid flick of his wrist.

he can feel the way the fabric is growing damper under his touch before he’s pulling back, trailing underneath the waistband of your panties so he can let himself explore the plains of your pussy. he pets through your folds until he’s pressing over your clit, watching you finally wake with a whimper as his cock aches between his thighs. “sae— what’s.. hmfff”

sae’s eyes are sharp when he watches you twist under his touch, instinctively pressing his hand down onto the sensitive bud harder as he rubs at you with two fingers. “why so suddenly?” you ask again, your voice already wound up tight — sensitive, most likely from your sudden awakening.

“i’m just giving you what you asked for, you were basically begging me for it.”

・✶ ｡ﾟBACHIRA MEGURU

bachira feels like he’s about to go fucking insane as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, panting hard as he ruts himself helplessly against you. he’s barely awake, sleep still thick in his limbs considering he’s just woke up, but the sweet little dream, fantasy of you creaming around his cock seems to have unlocked something animalistic in him.

“already got me so close, baby. jus’ gotta rub up on you a lil, m’kay? ‘ts not my fault.” his hips roll into your pliant body as he presses you closer to him, eager and messy as he blindly tries to pull down the restricting fabric of his boxers shorts. he gasps with the first sting of sexual freedom as his cock breaks free, smearing precum along the skin of your thighs while his eyes squeeze closed.

“hurts so bad. need you to take care of me, mhm! just a lil, wont take me long.” bachira’s already fucked out when he presses his cock between your thighs, burying his shameless whimper into the crook of your neck as he ruts himself into you like a wild animal.

he considers waking you up, but he’s too consumed by his own desire, his own need that he can’t stop. his grip on your hips is tight to keep you in place as he pushes his cock through the space between your thighs, precum coating the skin as the mess eases every thrust, making the back and forth stutter of his hips even smoother.

but bachira’s so fucking loud as he buries himself in you, the shaft of his cock grinding effortlessly against your clothed pussy with every eager, messy push. so it’s to be expected when he feels you shift, groggy as clarity slowly gets a grip on you — but quickly consumed by the pleasure that burns warm along your skin when it only draws him closer. “bachi? really?”

you gasp, but you don’t hesitate to meet his thrusts despite the heaviness that still blankets your body, feeling him drag you along the length of his cock until he’s panting and chuckling into your skin. “mhm, couldn’t sleep. was dreaming of you~” he sings with the next sinful throb of his cock, your thighs feel like fucking silk around him and he can’t help the way his words break into something high pitched and needy when you reach back, twisting your fingers in his hair as he moans.

“pull your panties t’ the side, baby. jus’ wanna feel a lil more, promise i’ll be quick, m’kay? i’ll make you feel so good.”

・✶ ｡ﾟMIKAGE REO

reo’s still breathing hard as he leans over you now, lidded eyes looking over your still sleeping figure as his hands trail their way underneath your shirt — pushing up the fabric to reveal more of the skin underneath. you feel even better than normal, maybe it’s how fucking drunk on hormones he feels right now — still throbbing from that hot little dream he’s just woken up from, the reason he’s even awake at fucking 3am.

but he doesn’t care, not when he’s got a prize like you all to himself as he pushes himself lower — leaning down onto his forearms so he can press kisses along your abdomen. his lips trail lower as he watches the way you twitch and pant at the touch, shifting your thighs over his shoulders as messy violet hair hangs over his heavy gaze.

“even visiting me in my dreams, bunny. guess i just can’t get enough of you.” reo grunts, smirks to himself when he lets his fingers hook underneath the side of your panties — pulling them to the side so he can reveal more of the intimate skin beneath. he’s already so fucking warm, cock twitching uncomfortably between his thighs with the first light, soft press of his lips against your clit — he’s greedy for you.

“‘ts like you’re teasing me being so pretty, you gonna let me spoil you, hm?”

he groans, shamelessly when he lets his tongue push lower to part your folds, trailing through the slick that’s gathered there as the first taste of you makes him throb. he’s past the point of being careful, he’s too consumed by you — burying himself deeper as he digs out more of your pleasure, not even realising you’re already panting as you finally wake.

“reo?” your drawl vibrates through the darkened room and reo moans before he looks up at you from between your thighs, pulling away to send you a drowsy, handsome smirk before he’s closing his lips around your clit and suckling lightly.

he can’t look away now he has you, nodding and gasping and fucking begging for more of him, you’re happy just letting him bury himself in you as your hands twist in his hair — keeping him close as you fuck yourself along his face, so full of energy for someone who’s just woken up.

“jus’ wanted what was mine, bunny. couldn’t wait.”

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bllk-after-dark · 1 year

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pairing. isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, mikage reo x fem!reader

content warnings. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI, nsfw, both of you are 'pornstars', praise kink, mastrubation, vaginal sex, squirting, mention of cum in pussy, written in lowercase

series. part two

isagi yoichi. he‘s tight on money and so he does some research for quick money. of course he heard of onlyfans, but when it got suggested to him… it didn’t leave his mind and so he gathered his courage, after days of thinking about it and asked you if you would join him. he was relieved you agreed, he doesn’t want to do this without you.

the two of you are very new to this, but after doing some research (spying on other people’s accounts), you really get into it. it starts making fun, not only a second source of income. the two of you always giggle and blush at the praise you get, when your buyers call the both of you pretty, so fuckable, so cute and pliant after several orgasms.

you gain experience, and slowly you get bolder. both of you agreed to never show your faces, but the cameras linger longer on your upper bodies, showing chest and neck, sometimes even your chin. it’s dangerous, and it’s thrilling. not to mention, you get money, money for showing off his dick and your pussy, cumming while a whole audience watches, panting and moaning for more.

nagi seishiro. he spends so much money on his games, it’s unreal. and even if reo lends him some of it, nagi feels always bad for it. he likes to be spoiled, but he doesn’t want to be indebted. and so he turns to you, asking if you would join him on onlyfans. you’re shocked at first, but in the end, you agree.

in the beginning it’s only some jacking off, nagi making you cum on his fingers, or some of your nudes, showing off your body.

but then the two of you really get into it, especially you. nagi looks so pretty with his eyes lidded, panting and whining, all while you wrap your hand around his dick, pressing your thumb on his slit, slowly torturing him until his thighs shake. it’s one of your most bought videos, nagi sitting on the chair, naked and his head thrown back, all while you ruin him with nothing more than your hand.

it becomes an addiction for him. to be praised and spoiled by you and the audience. nagi makes such a good sub, such a sweet and good boy, you’re so glad he asked you to be part of his onlyfans account. without it, you would’ve never found it out, the praise kink nagi has.

mikage reo. you ask him to appear in one of your videos. your onlyfans account has been up for a while, filled with videos where you pleasure yourself, always alone, never another man or woman with you. but then you appear on the top 100 and you thought it would be a good celebration, to have a video where someone fucks you stupid. not only would it sell well, it would also finally be chance to have good dick again.

so when you ask reo, you know he wouldn’t agree because of the money, not when he’s the heir of a rich family. he finds you attractive, of course he wants to have sex with you! you’re over the moon when he agrees, a faint blush in his face.

when you finally upload the video that’s barely 30 minutes long, it breaks your own records in days. it’s your most popular piece and so many ask for reo to come back, the mysterious man who ruined your pussy, filling you with his cum and making you sob as you squirt all over him. reo never shows his face in your future videos, but your fans can always tell it’s the same man.

anne. hehe 🤭

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tcshi · 1 year

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BLUE LOCK YANDERE : mikage reo

⚠︎ : dark content ahead ! obsessed!reo, noncon/dubcon, hints of kidnapping, drugging, fingering, reo is an absolute creep in this one, lmk if i missed anything, minors do not interact.

reo loves you most like this.

docile and putty in his arms.

well... he knows it's because it had been 9 months since you've touched, conversed or seen any other people besides him. but this thought lies trivial in his head because reo had already made himself believe that it's certainly not the case.

his pretty doll... you're here because you want to, right? you're here staying with him in his impractical, grandiose manor an hour and a half away from the city because you love him, yes? you love him. and nothing could change that irrefutable fact.

not even when there are certain days where you would stare at him, dark glaring eyes and frowning face as if telling him without needing to open your mouth that you disgust me and i fucking hate you as you're sat on your side of the bed, chained to the ceiling of the room while he slips on his training gear. not even when you would utter the words that you knew reo loathed, especially coming from the same mouth who blabbered incoherent proclamations of your love for him when you're all dopeyㅡall because of a special drug concocted just for him to use on you, something that his multi-million dollar name can provide and can hide from the public just like how his name managed to manipulate the case of your disappearance.

so when you take your own initiative to seek for him and his comfort, reo takes more than what you're offering. it's because it's rare. it happens once in a blue moon and who's to predict when this'll happen again? right? right.

so when you start pushing his hands away from wandering underneath your (his) shirt, his cold fingertips dragging against your skin until they're fiddling with the hem of your cotton panties, he's ignoring your pleas of stopping. your voice is nothing but a soothing melody that reaches his ears, warms his heart and sends a bolt of shock that makes the length in between his legs throb with want.

reo ignores the way your tears cascaded beautifully on your cheeks and although he takes more than a necessary second to watch your crying face, he dips a finger inside your panties with comforting words that weren't at all comforting.

you continue to writhe against his hold but to no avail, you were still too weak from the events that took place not even a full 24-hour ago and instead continue to voice out your pleas for him to stop.

reo doesn't stop of course. you're in no place to tell him what to do. he loves you, very much so but he will never take your word for anything except when you're trying to convince yourself (and him) that you love him.

he traces the sheer arousal that coated your pussy lips, planting soft kisses on the side of your head before he finally slips a finger in, expertly maneuvering his digit to the spot that had you moaning and finally temporarily ceasing your annoying cries for him to stop.

thank fuck that you did. reo really doesn't want to resort in plastering your lips with duck tape again because he loves to shove his tongue inside your mouth while he's fucking you. he also loves hearing you whine and moan for him but he can't exactly do those things when you've got your lips sealed right?

reo makes a quick work of easing down his own shorts with one hand, slipping it off from his ankles and letting the fabric fall down the bed while he's busy finger-fucking you.

he traces the outline of your breast through your shirt, palming your chest before he's pinching and rolling your hardened nipple in between his fingers.

“god... so fucking pretty...” he groans in your ears, rubbing his dick against the skin of your plump ass. he licks the tears that fell down from your eyes, moaning at the salty taste as you gasp and trash in his hold, mouth pleading for him to go fasterㅡstop, please but you're very much evidently grinding against the flat of his palm, rubbing your engorged clit against the rough skin.

reo chuckles darkly, raising your shirt up and bunching it in his palms before he's shoving it in your mouth. he cups your bare breast with his free hand, continuously pumping his finger in and out of your cunny before he’s pushing two more fingers in, one that had you sobbing.

“reo please... i need itㅡplease..” you babble incoherently. gone completely was your cry of asking him to stop, oh so sweetly whining his name and pleading with him while you're busy grounding yourself against his hand.

he gives your temple another kiss, eyes glazed over as he watches his fingers covered in your slick disappear in your pussy.

“yeah?” reo challenges, other hand tweaking your pebbled nipples. “gonna let me take of ya, my pretty baby?”

when you nod your head erratically, he knows the newest version of the drug in your system was more than a success and was more than efficient enough to hold its effects. he'll just have to observe the longevity of this one, then he'll be back into slipping one of the same pills in your drink and watch as you tether between your morals or succumbing to him completely. you'll come around, and it won't be for far too long.

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tteokdoroki · 1 year

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nagi and isagi taking turns with you !!!?? 👁👁

simply gnawing on your arm anon

i feel like reo dangles you in front of nagi like a treat whenever he plays well. if nagi scores a goal, he gets to touch you, if nagi scores two goals he gets to kiss you — so on, so forth.

on a particularly good day for seishiro, he ends up being the top scorer for the match and mikage is just so proud of his little friend for doing so well — he takes the reward up a notch. makes you dress in black because it’s his treasure’s absolute favourite colour, has you lying back into his chest with his fingers fast on your clit while nagi humps at your slick pussy to his heart’s content.

“nghh, reo, she’s so good. tight. s’not fair, you get to fuck her all the time ‘n she’s still milkin’ me,” it’s impressive how fast you’re able to dismantle a man and make him whine as he fucks your cunt full — reo loves how you’re so helpless under his best friend but so able to ruin him too. “cummin’ again, cum with me, angel.”

when nagi’s done having his go and creaming your insides, reo combs back his hair — scratches at his scalp until he calms down before helping sei roll off of you. “you okay princess, think you can take me now?” he’ll ask but he doesn’t really care whether you say yes or no — because you’ll always be needy for reo, always want him too. besides, reo gets super turned on just watching his best friend has his way with you, and has no problem making sure nagi’s cum sticks too. proudly thrusting it back into you.

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gojou-violin · 1 year

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Threesome with Nagi and Reo brain rot incoming.

If it happens while they’re still extremely close, i imagine it would happen ‘cause Reo’s always had a crush on you but never said anything, meanwhile Nagi is all “I wanna see what being with them would be like.” And Reo made a promise to give Nagi anything he wants…. So if he wants you…… He can have you. But Reo had dibs, you know? So the solution? They both get you. Nagi gets to find out what being with you would be like, and Reo just gets to fulfill his dream. Reo spends the entire time pleasing you as to impress you, while Nagi’s lazily exploring all of his options. They play off each other really well.

If it happens when they’re a bit at odds, it’s def a competition. Ofc Nagi doesn’t see it as that originally, but he’s able to quickly catch on once he realizes that Reo is hogging you a bit by trying to keep all of your focus on him rather than Nagi. So Nagi goes from being the lazy lil pillow princess he is to this guy who’s fighting for your attention and dominance over Reo— All of which is very intimidating and attractive to you.

edit: i made a second post about this

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itoshi-s · 1 year

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Thinking about how reo shared his passion for football with nagi to reach his goal… what if he wanted to share the passion for you too?

+ nonnie's "Why cant some ppl not understand that if we have reo we cant not have nagi too its a 2-in-1 deal reo wouldnt leave nagi behind by himself,, first thing reo did after meeting nagi was give hi m a ride to school lol so nagi x reader x reo"

nsfw, 17- please dni !

AAAAAAA ..... please... PLEASE poly nagireo is just *chefs kiss* u cannot tell me reo wouldn't absolutely get off showing seishiro all the ways u liked to be touched and played with :( letting him fuck you dumb and groaning under his breath when he notices the exact same riled up glint in nagi's eyes that he sees at the field.

"fuck- she's s' fucking tight, reo. your girl's- ah- so good." it sounds downright demeaning despite the hidden praise - makes your tummy tighten and head roll to the side in shame.

you're reo's girl, and yet there you are, no sense of dignity left with his best friend fucking you silly, thick cock rubbing up against all the spots that leave you cumming over and over. (didn't reo mention nagi's not all that experienced? he had to be playing with you then, cause this just feels way to good.)

your eyes meet your boyfriend's even in the dark that seeps over the bedroom, as he sits in the armchair by the bed, legs spread and hand languidly stroking his cock. leaking, throbbing - aching to touch you, to feel you instead of his palm :( but s'alright. he'll have his fill when nagi grows too exhausted and needs to catch a breather - and the thought of slipping into your cunt, soaked and sopping with both your and nagi's cum, makes a rivulet of precum stream all the way to the base of his cock, where his fingers tighten.

he laughs a bit at your expression - eyes almost desperate, so embarrassed. as if you didn't like it nor agree to it.

"our girl," he corrects, a carnal drop in his voice, soaked with lust and it makes you tremble. this, and the weight of his words, as if a brand was burned into your skin. "our girl is the sweetest, isn't she?"

#✧.* lovelies (ﾉ´ з `) / (reine)#ahsafakjsfha FUCKKK MEEEEEEEEE #i am abt to literally combust #two dorky boyfriends all at once :(#not to mention reo getting so ridiculously hard at the both of u #ajfhakah GAWDDAAAAMN #✩ reo.thrists #✩ nagi.thirsts #reo mikage x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi seishiro smut #mikage reo smut #blue lock smut #bllk smut

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Could I request Reo, Rin and Sae (separate) doing his s/o while he's on the phone with someone? Poor girl has to keep quiet despite having her brains fucked out.

Oh wow, very toe curling indeed.

Pairing: Sae Itoshi, Rin Itoshi, Mikage Reo x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fingering, cunnilingus, teasing, keeping silent, talking over the phone, biting, kissing, nipple sucking, clit stimulation

A/N: I can't imagine actually trying this, it'd be so hard not to moan.

Sae keeps you in his lap, his hand sneaking to your front and rolling slow circles on your clit while whispering in your other ear. He can hear what the person you're talking to is saying very well and he knows you can't help but whimper every time he flicks his thumb over your clit and rubs your pussy juices over it and his hard cock against your back, leaving a hot trail of cum there.

"How much longer are you gonna keep talking? I'm your boyfriend, I missed you while I was on tour. I'm lavishing you with all this attention and you're ignoring me in favor of talking to someone else. But how long can you restrain that filthy whore mouth before it makes a sound?"

Rin has you spread out on the coffee table with his head between your legs, his lips making a tight seal around your clit and sucking at it while your hand shakes, almost dropping the phone because you want nothing more then to hold and pull on his hair and ride his face. He dips lower, nose bumping against your sensitive clit while his tongue seeks your warm pussyhole, making loud slurping sounds deliberately letting the other person know how much he's enjoying it.

"Trouble focusing? I can't imagine why, all I'm doing is kissing you down here. You taste even better after a long time apart, I want to spend my break right here between your legs. Keep making excuses all you want but we both know you want to end the call and ride my face."

Reo grins at you while his head is between your breasts, switching from one nipple to the next while his hips snap forward, keeping the smacking sounds apart long enough for you to catch your breath and compose yourself before he slides his cock inside you again. Every time you flutter around him he bites your breast and presses his hand over yours on the phone, preventing you from hanging up, keeping you talking and whimpering and coming around his cock for the other person to hear.

"Not yet sweetheart. Your friend called you, won't you give them the time of day? You can still have my cock, I'm not going anywhere. Do you think you can keep our fucking a secret? Like the good old times isn't it? You keeping silent while I make your cunt mine, a slippery messy hole just for me."

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zeijia · 9 months

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reo comforting reader after nagi neglects her?

I CAN BE A BETTER MAN

featuring. Mikage Reo !!

info; you've been dating Nagi for a while, and he's starting to neglect your relationship. So, you went to his and your bestfriend, Mikage Reo for comfort.

cw. brief mentions of nagi, protected sex, vaginal penetration, the usual sexual stuff, cheating, afab!reader :x

wc. 2.6k+ >0<

note; aaaaa 'm sorry this took so long TT

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

you felt frustrated. Your own boyfriend, Nagi, was neglecting you. Honestly, his games, laziness, soccer career, have never been a problem in you and his relationship. You always found a way to at least sneak in his busy schedule, and once he gets home, you make sure he's treated well and you give him a lot of affection, asking him about his day, letting him rest on your chest or thighs, and combing his hair as he plays video games.

But somehow, as things went on, Nagi started neglecting you. He started to become more distant, focusing on his career, coming home later than usual, ignoring you and just going straight to bed after taking a bath, and over all just not acknowledging your presence. This went on for weeks. It started out when he came home silent, no remarks whatsoever about his game, and when you asked him if he's okay since he usually would make comments like 'today was such a pain.' or tell you something that happened in the locker rooms, but today he just said “I'm tired” and didn't bat a word after. This continued on for weeks, and you didn't know what to do.

That was when you called on his best friend, Mikage Reo. Reo always had the solution to your problems, whether it be in your social or private life. You two met up at a convenience store, near his luxurious building. “so, what's the problem with Seishiro this time?” Reo asked, opening the can of his soda. “Let me guess, he's neglecting you again?” Reo pushed further, and you fell upon silence. Reo hit the bullseye, and that gave him the signal that it was a 'yes.', after all, silence means yes. “geez, you two always have the same problem every time.” he sighed, resting his head down on the table and taking a peek at you, your expression neutral as you viewed the city life from the clear wall of the store. You didn't know what to do. Your mind swirled with dozens of thoughts. You had always loved Seishiro, and you weren't just going to give up on him like that. You're patient enough to wait for him, but it's getting pretty tiring now. You were growing tired of his behavior, of him giving you tons of love and care, treating you like a princess just a few days ago and then turning back into some nonchalant guy you could hardly recognize.

“What should I do, Reo?” you tilted your head down, looking at Reo who was resting and staring at you in silence. His eyes contained a thousand thoughts. “The usual, just talk to him, ms. Y/N.” he answers, a sigh following afterwards. You lost count on how many times you came to Reo for advice with his best friend. Reo always knew what to do with Nagi, as he knew Nagi the best. “But how do I do that if he doesn't even talk to me? He doesn't even look at me..” you muttered, frustration present in your voice. Seishiro wouldn't even spare a glance at you once he gets home. You were beginning to worry as you talked to Reo, your face slowly showing signs of discomfort. You're frustrated, really.

“I think we should take this to my room,” Reo got up, standing and fixing his posture. “You look like you're about to cry any time soon, Y/n.” he looked back at you, sending a soft smile before extending his hand for you to grab. You took his hand and stood up from your seat, leading you all the way back to his luxurious building that you thanked was just nearby the convenience store. He led you up to his room, which allowed you to lower your guard. You sat down on the fluffy king sized bed in his room, and sighing heavily.

“Can I cry, Reo?” you looked up to him. Your expression showed how pent up and frustrated you really are with Nagi. You were about to crumble soon, and you just really couldn't help it anymore. Reo sat beside you, and nodded. "Well, it can't be helped." He muttered, pulling you closely in his arms and you started to cry. Tears streamed down your face, you were so frustrated with Nagi that you don't know what to do anymore. What went wrong? What was the problem? Tons of questions lingered at the back of your head. It felt horrible to be like this. It felt horrible that Nagi could shut you out so quickly without even saying anything. You were beginning to grow tired.

"Hey.. I know this isn't really a proper solution but," Reo gulped before continuing his sentence. "But.. maybe you two should break up."

Break up? what? That was the least thing you'd expect from Reo. Reo had always been supportive of you and Nagi's relationship, so why.. so why is he suggesting this? "What..?" You looked up to him, teary doe eyes staring at his purple irises. "I can't bear seeing you cry again and again over the same guy." He murmured, stroking your hair from the back. "Do you have any idea on how much pain you're enduring right now?" Reo questioned, and you paused. Stopping your tears as you remained silent, what was Reo on? What does he mean? Your deep thoughts were stopped as Reo pushed you on the bed, towering over you with both of his hands on the side of your head. "You deserve better than Nagi." He stated, the tone of his voice being stern, and those words rang inside your head a dozen of times, it took you quite a few minutes to register his words and to understand it. "What.. what are you saying, Reo?" You probed. You were curious why he was saying this, has he finally had enough of you and Nagi's problems? You never thought Reo would be the type to be like this.

"Come on. Nagi's worthy of many things, but he's not worthy of you." He hissed, looking away from you as he sat back down, and you fixed your posture, your back straightening up as you sat right in front of him. "He's always.. neglecting you, I don't think he's fit to be your boyfriend." Reo continued further, as he leaned in, grabbing both of your cheeks. Your irises widened in shock of what Reo was doing, but you didn't want him to stop. You had to get a grip of reality, and stop trying so hard to fix something that really can't be fixed. "Please, Y/n.. find a better man." He pleaded, his voice sounded sincere and desperate. But you didn't know where to find a better man. Nagi has always been your ideal, and you've liked him since forever. "How do I find a better man, Reo?" You queried, unsure of what he'll say next. "I'm a better man, Y/n." He blurted out, before pulling you into a kiss.

A kiss that caught you off guard, you didn't expect this from Reo, at all. And nonetheless, this was also wrong. You and Nagi were still dating, but why.. why do Reo's lips being on yours feel so good? You pulled away, looking away from his gaze. "This.. this is wrong, Reo." you uttered out, your hands fisting on the bed sheets. "Please, Y/n. I'll prove to you," he hushed you, cupping your cheeks once more before pulling you back again into a kiss. "that im," kiss. "a better," another kiss. "a better man." he pulled away, looking at you. His eyes didn't leave your face, not one bit. Admiring your features and pressing his thumb on your cheek.

"okay, y/n? would you let me?" He asked, a sincere smile filled with mischief and desire was given to you. And you couldn't possibly refuse Reo like that. You wanted to, really, but somehow, you wanted this. You felt frustrated with Nagi, so maybe, Reo could help. It took you a few seconds before giving him the signal that he could proceed. "fine, just.. just this once." you consented, and he's quick to tug on your blouse, unbuttoning it and exposing your chest, your bra blocking view on your bare boobs. You tossed your blouse away, and Reo quickly unclasped your bra from behind and discarded it, having a full view of your bare tits. You leaned back on his bed, your hands slightly covering your face. You were embarrassed to have Reo see you in this state, to see you in a vulnerable state. "Don't hide your face away from me," he grabbed your hand, pushing it away softly and giving you a smile. "You look so pretty right now." He assured you, before sucking on your areola. His hand played with your other boob, giving it a massage. You placed your hand on top of his head, stroking his purple hair as pants and whines left your mouth. He would teasingly bite on your nipple, and you would whine in response. Reo did this alternatively, until he's had enough fun leaving marks on your boobs. "I'll be in trouble if Nagi sees this." He chuckled, resting his head on the crook of your neck. "But that said, I think I want more from you." He added, and you felt yourself get hot from his words. His hands traveled from your waist, down to your sex. His hand toying with your clothed pussy from the fabric of your pants. "So.. would ya let me?" He looked up to you, his purple irises not leaving your face, studying your emotions. You gave him a nod, your face flushed pink and a few breaths left your lips. Your agreement to letting him in made him happy, a smirk crept up on his face. He then undressed himself, showing you the full view of his abdomen that was packed, his thighs that could literally crush you, and his massive length. You gulped down a lump in your throat and proceeded to remove the remaining clothes that kept your bare body away from his eyes. He had a cheeky grin the entire time when you removed your pants and underwear, he would've been lying if he said he never waited and begged every night for this moment. before anything could go down, he pulled on a drawer and grabbed a condom. He opened the condom with his teeth, and gosh, why was that so attractive?

He quickly figured out how to insert it, and once he did, he looked back at you again. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" He asked, wanting for your consent again. Reo wanted to hear your approval, the last thing he would want is to make you uncomfortable. This was his way of 'comforting' you. He knows you're fragile right now with your pent up emotions, so he wants to make sure you're okay. "Yes, yes.. it's okay, Reo." You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck, and giving him a soft smile. He took that as a signal to start, and slowly started going inside you. The first few inches of his dick made you wince and whimper. He was rather.. big. Although, you've taken Nagi before (who was also massive), you could never get used to this.

"Shhh, shh, it's okay, princess. Just a few more, alright?" He coos, his thumb then pressing on your clit, to loosen you up. You tried to relax yourself, and you trusted Reo on this. After a few more, he managed to fit all the way in, bottoming out. Once he's all the way in, a groan left his mouth. "There.. it's all the way in. Look, you're taking me so well." He praised you, before slowly starting to thrust in you. whimpers and moans came out from your lips, and your nails started to dig in on the back of his shoulders. "Reo.. y're.. ah!.. too big.." you moaned out, squeezing your eyes shut.

"don't look away now, dear." he coaxed, despite the fact he sounded sweet, there was still a hint of possessiveness that you couldn't explain. Regardless of that, his words still worked on you, and you forced yourself to look back at Reo, and looked down at the mess he's created on your pussy. Each thrust looked so erotic, it was such a sinful sight. But somehow, you felt cozy. You felt warm. It somehow felt right, it felt right to have your cunt filled up to the brim with Reo's cock.

Reo took note of the moans coming out of your mouth, your pleas for 'more', you seemed desperate. He wondered if Nagi has ever been this intimate with you. However, he shoved those thoughts aside, he fancied you long enough for this moment to happen. He wasn't going to let this opportunity slip away. Reo remembers how he felt before, how hard he tried to conceal his jealousy when you came to him all beaming and happy, telling him nonsense.

"Reo-Reo! Guess what, guess what!? Seishiro and I are dating!" He remembers that clearly. He remembers how you smiled back then, on how pretty you looked, but the thing is, that smile was not for him. He envied Nagi. He had always thought he would get whatever he wanted, but you proved him wrong. You chose Nagi instead of him. He was heart broken, it was bitter sweet. He never would've expected that his own best friend would get ahead of him. He was already too late to tell you his feelings. Looking back, it didn't matter now.

Those memories were pushed off, and a grin plastered on his face as he sped up his pace on thrusting at your pretty pussy. Those memories haunt him late at night, but now, no. You were here under him, being a pretty mess, moaning and crying all for him.

"You're so.. fuck, so gorgeous," he grunted, his thrusts were so fast, you ended up digging onto his skin, causing blood to fall out, but he didn't care. He wanted more of you. "Reo- too fast..! no, no, too fast..!" You moaned out, cries of pleasure coming out from you. "you can do it, sweetheart." he assured you, pulling you into a deep heated kiss. The kiss was enough for you to lose your mind, go insane over this man. Your walls tightened around his shaft, and you didn't even notice your own release overcoming you, and your walls gripped around his cock as you orgasmed. Your whole body tensing up as you tugged on deeper to Reo, a long whine of his name leaving your lips.

Reo was quick enough to follow, as the pleasure of your walls tightening around his length was enough to get him to reach his high. He groaned at the feeling, it felt so.. pleasurable. He questioned himself, how good would it feel if it wasn't for this damned condom? How good would it feel if he came inside you instead? But alas, Reo knew he had to prioritize safety first. He didn't want to ruin you and his future just for his own lustful and selfish desire.

You gasped, breathing for air. The activity made you weak, and you felt relaxed, laying your body down on his bed. Maybe this was really the comfort you needed, a good fuck from a friend. Reo pulled out, discarding the condom and throwing it away, as he cleaned you up and pressed a kiss on your cheek. "You did well." He remarked, and you giggled in response.

"You know.. if you ever feel down again, I'll be here to comfort you, okay?"

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megu-nya · 1 year

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★·.·´ LET'S TAKE THIS BACK TO MY STUDIO `·.·★

★ ¦ ft: reo mikage :: rin itoshi :: yoichi isagi

★ ¦ tw: nsfw :: fem!reader :: cam girl!reader :: implied pro-player!rin :: kinda possessive!rin

★·.·´ REO MIKAGE `·.·★

He's always been your most genouros donator, giving you hundreds after hundreds and that every single one of your streams. It always seemed like he was somewhat obsessed with you, always being the first one to buy special pictures or videos you put up for sale, donating even more money in the next stream, telling you how pretty you looked in that lingerie.

And since he had always been like that you thought about a special gift for him — an irl meet up. So you opened your DM's and clicked on his profile, telling him the good news. It didn't even take a minute until he responded, immediately agreeing to the meet up under the condition he can buy you stuff from a lingerie and sex shop that you two will later on try out. Even though this was supposed to be a gift for him, all he could think about was spending money on you.

The day of the meet up came and for some reason you were nervous as hell, it wasn't the first time you met up with one of your followers, so why are your nerves on the edge right now?

"You are Reo, right?", you asked, approaching a purple haired man with trench coat that exactly fitted the description he gave you of himself. "Ah, y-yea, I am", he responded, cheeks taking on a rosy tint as he saw you, the dress you've been wearing sitting tight and hugging your features nicely. "Shall we?", you said, intertwining your arm with his as you two started to make your way into the mall.

"Wow, Reo! You're always spending so much one me, I can't tell you how thankful I am!", you told him as you looked through all the things he had bought you in the span of a few hours, sitting on your bed, admiring the purple lace lingerie you held in your hand, the purple haired man sitting on the bed as well, his body tense and stiff as he eyed your every movement.

"So, uhm", he began to say, breaking the silence between the two of you, swallowing hard as he felt your eyes on him. "Oh, yes! My bad", you chuckled, getting off of the bed and placing yourself in between his legs, stroking his crotch, able to feel his dick getting harder with every touch of yours. "Now let me spoil you, okay?"

★·.·´ RIN ITOSHI `·.·★

You chuckled as you could see your chat going wild, message after message getting spammed, the chat window bugging every so often. "As you can see, today, I am not alone. I brought someone who's very dear to me with me. He'll help me so you better donate even more money, it's not all day that you can see me getting fucked by an actual man", you told your viewers as you sat down on the hard on of Rin, a mewl escaping your mouth at the painful yet pleasurable stretch he gave you.

When you started dating Rin he was shocked to find out you make a living by posting porn on the Internet, but once he saw how much you actually made a month he became somewhat okay with it. As long as he's not around he didn't mind it but when you two moved together it became more and more frequently for him to be at home when you "worked". And today he wasn't okay with it at all.

"Ah, Rin!", you moaned, the chat going even wilder upon hearing you say the name of the mysterious mans dick you were bouncing on right now. In order to protect your boyfriend you placed the camera so that only everything from chest downwards could be seen of Rin, after all he was a pro player, you didn't want him to get exposed and land in the newspaper. "Just like that babe, keep saying my name", he whispered, those words only audible for you, too quiet for the microphone of the camera to be recognised.

His hands found their way onto your waist, grabbing it harshly, nails digging into your flesh, leaving marks for the next day. With his strong grib he halted your movements, making it unable for you to keep bouncing on him. In a swift movement he manhandled you to change positions, finding yourself now on all fours and Rin positioned behind you, pistoning his dick back into your tight and warm hole, picking up a merciless pace from the start.

"Rin -ah! the- the camera! They can't see my -ah! my face!", you said in between an endless string of moans, words falling onto deaf ears. "It's better like that", he grunted into your ear as he leaned over. "They shouldn't be allowed to see how pretty your fucked out face looks like, only I can", he said, punctiuating every few words with an even harsher thrust of his hips, the coil in your stomach getting tighter and tighter with every time his head hit your cervix.

★·.·´ YOICHI ISAGI `·.·★

"And the winner is...", you said, fondling in the little satin bag you were holding, grabbing onto one of the paper snippets and pulling it out, unfolding it and reading the words written on it outload. "Yo-1-Ichi! Congratulations! You have won the video call lottery!", you exclaimed, a big and bright smile adorning your face as you watched everyone in chat complaining that they didn't win the unique chance to have a video call with you.

On the other side of the screen sat Yoichi, his heart pounding heavily, cheeks and ears covered in a dark red hue. He couldn't believe what was happening right now. He had followed you since your debut, never missing any of your streams and donating as often as his ridiculously low salary would allow it. Of course he immediately applied for the Video Call Lottery once you announced it. Even if he didn't win, it was worth a shot. But now that he won, he couldn't believe his own two ears and eyes as you showed the paper with his user name into the camera to show you weren't lying.

"Well then, my dear darlings, I will go off now. See you to the next stream!", you said, turning off your camera and ending the stream, Yoichi's screen darkening, your typical "See You Soon!" header adorning it now. The blue haired male practically jumped and let his phone fall onto his bed when he felt it vibrate, a message from you popping up on his screen. With shaky hands he picked up his phone from the mattress, unlocking it and opening the DM you have sent him.

Yoichi was nervous as hell the whole time the two of you chatted, fingers trembling and shaking with every words he typed with his keyboard, often making spelling mistakes he hoped you wouldn't notice. It didn't take long for the two of you to agree on a date and time for the video call - because Yoichi wanted it now. No. He needed it now. He gulped down the knot in his throat when he picked up the call. "I'll get changed real quick!", you said, putting your phone down on your bed, screen going black.

You were quick to change into a set of dark blue lingerie, like he requested you to do, picking up the phone, laying on your bed and angling it so he could see you kept your promise. "You look stunning", he almost whispered when he saw the lace adorning your breasts, leaving little to his imagination. "Thank you", you chuckeled, a slight blush creeping onto your face. "Shall we start then?"

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venusxstars · 10 months

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𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐈 𝐋𝐀 ⸻ nsfw.

mikage reo x fem!reader

reo finds his life approaching perfection through your existence.

keynotes ⸻ soft dom!reo mikage, implied reader body insecurities, body worship, fingering, breast fondling, squirting.

venus' note ⸻ i don't typically write body appearances so they're pretty much always ambiguous. but i would like to slowly start incorporating features such as stretch marks, discoloration, different breast shapes, etc. they won't be specifically stated, but they may be implied in future works, so keep an open mind.

MANY THINGS IN LIFE APPEARED to be fickle through the lenses of one who constantly looked forward to the unknown future. Reo knows this much too well. The way the leaves changed color over time and releases its hold onto a small twig, or how clouds move forward and slowly disperses to be replaced with new ones.

Changes are inevitable, and Reo finds himself wistful over how the development of individual things typically required independence—independence from things that hindered their natural evolution.

See, viewing life forward has always been the norm for Reo. The past and the present are merely building blocks for what is to come next no matter how significant they may be. It’s a subconscious response—his typical way of viewing life. Because every single day of his life as a child was painfully monotonous and boring. There is nothing particularly exciting about things you know will be handed down to you each day. The past and the present weren’t anything that was too interesting.

Well, usually, until he finds you.

Every single second that trickles down the hourglass, imprints itself onto his mind the picture-perfect pleasure that runs deep and hot across connected bodies. The way you were splayed over the bed, face contorted to one of pleasure as he presses kisses all over your warm skin.

He loves the way you catch you bottom lip down under the top row your teeth before letting them go to moan, leaving an imprint of what had just occurred. He loves the way your tits move and lift a little as you arch your spine; their own unique shape moving along to your body’s rhythm as he pumps his long and thick fingers in and out of you. He loves the little colors and lines that are painted across your skin that you seemed to hate so much—the little light streaks that mimicked the image of thunder-strikes running across your inner thighs, your belly, your breasts, your arms, and anywhere else they may be; the darker spots filled with stories you’ve yet to tell him about; the scars and small indentations that marked your skin. He loves to kiss them; to worship every single part of your body as if you were his saving grace.

And he finds that he doesn’t mind living in the present nor looking into the past so long as he gets to see you, you, and you.

“Ah, fuck, sweetheart…” He groans, deep and raspy as it rolls out of his tongue with warm air catching between his throat. He swallows, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he keeps his violet irises pinned on you. It moves everywhere you are, trying to capture every little feature and action. But he thinks that he likes looking at your face the most along with the expressions you make. “So, so beautiful for me…”

He curls his middle and ring finger slightly; the rough pads touching the fuzzy and spongey spot inside you that causes you to gasp. He presses the part repeatedly, sucking his breath and muttering in fixation when he hears you moan breathlessly. “So that’s the spot, hm?”

He brings his other hand up and presses a thumb onto your clit, rubbing slow circles as two fingers thrust and curl in and out of you rhythmically. He turns his gaze momentarily from your wet pussy up to your breasts then your face, lips curling up in delight. He requests gently. “Play with with your tits for me, sweetheart? Yeah, just like that. Circle your fingers around your nipples. Don’t— don’t pinch them unless I tell you to.”

He watches you do just that. You circle your index fingers around your nipples and you feel pleasure to increase along with his simultaneous movement along your pussy. Your belly feels warm and as if it was surrounded by a thousand butterflies as the seconds tick by along with the continuous ministrations. You bite your lip, wanting the pleasure to elevate even more that what you were already getting.

“R-Reo—“ You furrow your brows, closing your eyes shut tightly. “More...”

“Oh, you want more?” His voice curls upwards teasingly and he suddenly begins to thrust his fingers a little faster inside of you. He rubs his thumb up and down your clit, causing a shock of pleasure to suddenly shoot across your belly. He grins a little, looking up at you touching your breasts the way he had told you to. He chuckles. “Pinch your cute nipples for me, would you, sweetheart? Uhuh, yeah, fuck— look at you…”

He thrusts his finger fasters before adding his index finger in. He watches you jolt at the sudden addition, laughing at the way you cry out a little in pleasure. “Pinch them harder, sweetheart. Roll them between your fingers just like how I do it all the time… That’s right, good girl.”

“A-Ah— Reo!”

His eyes widens at the way you suddenly twitch, hips trembling and mindlessly thrusting up repeatedly when you cum. Your liquid shooting out transparent and slick, dripping down across his rough palms and down his forearms. He watches the entire thing in wild fascination, admiring the way your cries left your lips much louder than a few seconds earlier and the way your body shuddered.

The air seems to be knocked out of his lungs as he tries to speak, words coming out a half groan and half a whisper as he rides out your high with thrusts that slows down to a halt. “Shit, yeah, that’s a good fucking girl, sweetheart.”

He pulls his fingers out, gently grasping your hips as he leans forward to press a soft kiss onto your inner thigh. He moves up slowly, halting each time to press kiss onto your skin—his lips landing above your clit, below your belly, up your abdomen, your chest, and neck—before capturing your lips in a kiss. His cock feels so painfully hard under his boxers, yet still, all he could think about was you.

“Did so great for me, sweetheart.” He whispers with a gently smile, pecking your lips gently before playfully laying on top of you and burying his face against the crook of your neck.

You wheeze a little at the sudden weight. “You’re heavy, Reo.”

“Mmm…” He whines softly, refusing to get up as he presses his lips against your neck. “Let me stay here for now.”

You chuckle, settling down as you slowly get used to his weight. You pat his back. “Fine, but my boobs kind of hurt with your chest pressing on them, you know?”

“Oh!” He gets up and lays beside you instead. He smiles at you apologetically, bringing his hand up to gently massage one of your breasts. “Sorry about that.”

You press your lips against his cheek quickly.

His cheekbones turn pink at the action before he’s pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He mumbles under his breath with his eyes closed, listening to your breathing.

“Being with you is like being in paradise. I never want to leave. I never will leave.”

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garoujo · 1 year

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MAYBE I JUST WANNA BE YOURS — BLUE LOCK

feat : nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, itoshi sae + mikage reo

♱ warnings — f!reader, situationship scenarios [they catch feelings], sort of situationship -> lovers, reo treats you in his limo, all characters written 22+, accidental confessions, jealousy. / note. my fave trope 4 my fave boys ofc <3

・✶ ｡ﾟNAGI SEISHIRO

honestly you’d never have thought that nagi had feelings for you considering his usual drowsy expression, but he was the one who had to feel his heart race every-time he heard a familiar knock on his apartment door, one that always let him know it was you as he shuffled (a little too quickly) to let you in.

there’s already a ghost of a smile on his lips when he reaches out to grip the door handle, one that he quickly buries behind a drawn out sigh when he finally greets you on the other side, as pretty as you’ve always been. “hey, you don’t have to knock y’know. eh, just come on, ‘ts cold and you getting sick would be such a pain.” he drawls despite the way he suddenly feels too warm underneath his oversized clothes.

but now nagi’s got you trembling for another reason entirely as you lie pressed beneath him, your body still coming down from your orgasm as the snowy haired striker whimpers into the crook of your neck. there’s a string of breathy, pretty curses falling from his lips as his cock thickens and throbs inside of you, hands twisting tight into your hips to keep you still.

you shudder when you feel him sink his heavy cock back into your twitching walls, giving into the needy coax of your body as his hips grinds against yours — lewd squelching noises filling the room as a mixture of both your orgasms drip and soak the bedsheets in the place between you both.

“fuck—pretty thing. quit squeezing so tight, ‘m sensitive.” nagi breathes, a trembling undercurrent to his tone and your mind is too hazy to pick up on the soft kiss he smears along your skin as he finally comes down from his high. he plops his weight down on top of you before rolling onto his side, his cock beginning to soften inside of you as he catches his breath.

you pant softly before turning to blink up at the striker beside you, but your eyes widen when his arms move quickly to pull you flush against his chest instead. it feels more intimate this time, you know nagi’s always been a cuddler, but maybe it’s the post orgasm haze that has you nuzzling closer to him.

“seishiro? are you awake?” you finally ask after a few wordless moments, your voice a breathless little whisper that breaks off into a huff with the silence that follows the question, only accompanied by nagi’s soft breathing from where his face is buried into his pillows.

it only takes a few more seconds being wrapped in his natural warmth before sleep falls heavy along your figure aswell, which means you don’t notice the way his eyes open up a few moments later when he leans into rest his lips against your temple, mumbling quiet enough so that he doesn’t rouse you as he holds you closer.

guess this plan b will work until nagi’s got the courage to actually ask you to stay the night.

“sorry, pretty thing. you were too comfy, and eh—i guess i jus’ wasn’t ready for you to leave me yet.”

・✶ ｡ﾟBACHIRA MEGURU

bachira hadn’t really considered the actual conditions of your agreement, all he knew was that he wanted you and he’d go crazy if he didn’t have you. but he just couldn’t help the feelings that came with it when you felt like you were fucking made for him, the late night visits becoming more regular because he needed you, and he didn’t even wanna deny it.

“pussy feels so good ‘round me, baby—mhm, wanna feel more of you, you gonna give me more?” he babbles from above you, lower lip held between his teeth as a giddy little smirk rests on his pleasure stricken features. it’s quick, the way he’s sinking his cock into your plush pussy with his next thrust, his hands gripping tightly at your hips to keep you in position as he begins his brutal pace.

bachira’s lips part with the next squeeze of your walls around him, pulling him even deeper as he drops himself on top of you, nuzzling into the crook of your neck with a low chuckle when your legs only seem to spread wider. “see, want me just as bad, baby. should just lemme have all of you, yeah?”

your back arches at his words as he smears messy kisses along your skin, basking in the way your nails claw at his back as you’re reduced to nothing but soft pants of his name, the sound alone making his pace grow irregular as his need for you consumes him. “oh, i think you want that baby. ‘s that a yes? mhm.”

bachira’s babbling before he’s pulling back to pull you in for a feverish kiss, letting out lewd whimpers of how fucking perfect you are for him as your pussy continues to squeeze him, feeling him smirk against your lips when he eagerly swallows the next needy whine from your own. he exhales shakily with the next roll of his hips, his pace stuttering when he begins hammering against the spot that he knows will have you creaming around him in seconds as he trembles over you.

he’s so lost in you — his mind is foggy, focusing on the needy push and pull of your body as he hisses, moaning shamelessly when he feels his orgasm suddenly wash over his body just as your walls twitch around him.

“want you so bad, lemme call you mine, m’kay? c-come on~ take all of me so well, baby. don’t want anyone else.” the confession that slips from bachira’s lips is sudden, a slip up in a moment of tenderness that has him swallowing rough as you milk him. he almost panics, but then you’re grabbing him tighter in response as he pushes his load into your pussy and suddenly he’s not scared anymore. “oh? told ya~”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI RIN

it wasn’t something that rin had expected to happen at all, everyone he’d met had been lukewarm, but you’d stumbled into his life and been there when he was stressed and worn from practice, you made him feel better — and now he doesn’t think he ever wants to stop.

“rin, fuck!” you mumble, gasp with the first too deep touch of his cock against your swollen spots as your chest pushes tighter against his, pussy squeezing around his pretty cock as his pace only grows faster — pushing him deeper as his jaw clenches with his next pleasured hiss.

“shit—does it feel good?” rin asks, his voice low and ragged and the tone has your toes curling from where they’re hooked around his hips, legs spreading eagerly with the way your body is so eager and ready for the pleasure you know only he can give you, it almost answers on its own.

“f-feels so good.” you babble back anyway, and your mind is almost too cloudy to notice the way he nibbles at your neck with your reply, rolling the sensitive skin between his teeth like he’s hellbent on leaving his mark — because he is.

“then you don’t need anyone else, nobody else can touch you.” his words are muffled, buried into your skin like he wants, needs your body to remember them as his fingers curl into your skin.

rin thrusts into you again, his pace a little rougher this time as the sound of skin slapping picks up with every wet press of his hips into yours. he hates the way he can’t seem to control himself around you, like you take every ounce of his self control and consume it — you devour him completely with one pretty little look and he hates it. he hates how much he fucking loves it.

his fingers curl into the fabric of the pillow next to your head before he curses roughly, fucking into you with practiced thrusts that have you keening until you’re almost melting with every loud slam of his hips with yours. you’re only vaguely aware of what’s going on with the pleasured haze in your mind, rin’s cock is smoothing along all of your sweet spots but he’s still managing to hold you so tenderly — gentle, and a stark contrast to how ruthlessly he’s fucking into you.

you look up when you feel his fingers rest along the side of your jaw, but he pulls away just as quickly before he’s mumbling something beneath his next groan, a rush of warmth in his veins due to the fluttering pull of your pussy — but he makes sure you hear him.

“you’re—fuck, you’re mine. say it.”

・✶ ｡ﾟITOSHI SAE

the agreement was never something sae thought he’d find himself in, not when he barely had any time for anything other than practice — getting better, being the best. but then he met you and suddenly he was making time, enjoying your company more than he’d like to admit, but he needs to control himself.

“does anyone else make you feel this good, sweetheart?” he breathes from where he’s pressing into you, he knows he shouldn’t ask, but he can’t help the sudden jealous feeling that seems to overcome him everytime he’s wrapped in the warmth of your body, does anyone else get to feel you like he does?

sae considers trying to play it off like a slip up but then the next roll of his hips into yours makes you moan out his name so pretty, and suddenly his sharp gaze is cutting into you and his next thrust is digging the answer he craves out of you. “i asked a question, answer me.” he grits as his pace slows with the next roll of his hips, and he can feel the way your tight walls stretch around him when your lips part.

“no—fuck, no sae. there’s nobody else.” you mumble back, it’s affirming, and it has a low curse falling from his lips with the next twitch of yours walls around him as he begins a steadier pace. he can’t deny the pride that swells with the desire in his abdomen, your answer on spurring on his movements as he takes more of you.

“hm, keep it that way.” your hands grab at sae’s shoulders to keep yourself steady with his words, but he lets you pull him closer in the process until he’s almost curling over you — smearing kisses along your temple everytime he sinks his cock deeper into your walls.

you’re already whimpering at how good he fills you, your eyes closing in bliss and for a moment, you feel his pace stutter when he sucks in a breath, you look pretty like this, replaying like a mantra in his mind as he takes in the sight of you.

sae’s hips jolt forward as he watches the way your features contort in pleasure, needy moans of his name falling from your lips as they draw him in. his head dips towards you before he’s placing a gentle kiss against your cheek, and his cock twitches again when your sending him a starry-eyed glance as he rocks his body into yours again.

“i’m the only one who gets to feel you like this, isn’t that right?”

・✶ ｡ﾟMIKAGE REO

your agreement with reo was definitely unlike any sort of situationship you’d had before, it had started normally, meeting up whenever you were both free — letting off some steam. but then the dates happened, the way he spoiled you and bathed you in affection and money like it was limitless.

but he can’t deny that he can’t get enough of you, it’s like you’ve suddenly became something a little more — he’d taken a liking to you, bragging about you at functions and practice. which is why he doesn’t see any problem with spoiling you like he feels like you deserve, because you were his afterall.

it’s dark in the backseat of reo’s limousine as you sit straddling his lap, your shopping bags from your day together lying forgotten on the floor as his hands grab at your hips to keep you flush against him. he looks up at you like you’re a real prize, bouncing yourself dizzy on the end of his cock as his hips meet each of your needy little thrusts.

“you’re mine, right? all this is for me.” he grins but his words don’t waver, even when your walls are squeezing around him so sinfully as your body rocks forward, but his hips follow the movement with the next deep kiss of his cock against your sweet spots.

“ye—ah! yes, i’m yours..” you gasp, it’s pretty and warm and reo can’t deny the way it makes his cock fucking throb before he’s dragging you along the length of him again, hooking one of his hands around the back of your neck so he can pull you in for a kiss. it’s needy, greedy the way he licks into your mouth with his next breath as you tremble on top of him, grabbing fistfuls of his violet hair to keep yourself grounded.

“yeah? look so pretty on the end of my cock, bunny. makes me wanna spoil you some more—“ he drawls, but he means every fucking word when you push yourself back into him, and the movement on its own makes something primal, possessive take over his body as his pace grows quicker, heavier until he’s almost slamming you down onto his cock.

“come on, cum for me and i’ll be so good to you, treat you better than anyone. only me, bunny. mine, yeah?”

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