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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Hello!

May I request Rosho getting pegged and overstimulated by his wife because he ignored her advice to take a break?

Poor Rosho! His hair is a mess, his glasses are lopsided, and he's tearfully begging his wife to slow down and that he'll be good.

Rosho get pegged + overstimulated

yesss pegging!!!! ( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡

femreader, teasing, begging;; 1155 words;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

;MINORS DNI;

"S/o.. Dear.. Dear, please.. I swear, I-i will change.. I.."

You never thought you had this side in yourself yet these pathetic begs were so amusing, raising some kind of delight in your chest, as you watch how your husband gets more and more lost in his pleasure..

Maybe there was another punishment for him in your head when Rosho got home late again, absolutely drained after work, mumbling under his nose about all homeworks he needed to check.. It was neither first nor probably last time he overwork himself to such a point, and it's starting to annoy you. Your poor husband was too peaceful to say something against his job, calmly taking all the paperwork, checking exam results for all classes, etc, etc.

"Do you remember you're not only a teacher but a human too..?" - with a tired scoff you get closer, watching how he eats your dinner with a great appetite. - "A husband, even?"

"I'm really sorry, s/o.. But, you know, spring is always such a busy time in schools." - his small chuckle didn't melt your heart this time, as you keep looking at him with furrowed brows.

Maybe you should just give him a silent treatment. Or talk with him more seriously, maybe support him with some care..? Yet suddenly another idea appears in your mind when you both get inside the bedroom. Oh yes, support him with some care.. You know exactly what care you will provide to him today.

Always so sensitive towards you, Rosho quickly gets overwhelmed with your hot deep kisses, and you even could feel his knees trembling underneath your thighs. Well, probably he was also yearning for something more intimate than some talk, as today his dick got so hard surprisingly quickly, pushing his working pants and leaving wet spots in fabric.

Yet no no no, you will not please him with some good loving sex today, instead getting up and ordering him to stand on his knees. And this little whimper your husband made tells you just how quickly he realized what you were going to do with him today.

Pegging was one of your favorite themes in your intimate life with him, as, despite you always being really gentle with your dear lover, he turns into some trembling whining mess every time. And now devilish thought about trying to push his limits further tickles your aroused mind.. Well, it would be a great lesson for your dear teacher.

So this is how you ended up like this, fucking him for almost half and hour, finally getting to a new part - to some rough, aggressive thrust that echoed with loud slaps. If in the beginning Rosho was kinda silent, slowly getting used to this stretching feeling inside him, now he barely controlled his voice, moaning and groaning. Your hands on his arched back make everything worse, as this firm grasps and light tickles of your fingers just drive him crazy.

"Dear, please.. S-slow down.. I.." - his mumble was interrupted with another shaky gasp, as you hit his sensitive spot too hard. - "I.. I'm gonna die, it's too good.."

"Oh dear.." - you lean closer, pressing your chest to his sweaty hot back, changing the angle of your pounding and it makes Rosho whine again. - "And I think you're doing just great.."

Your hand slid down to his twitching dick, fingertips slowly drawing circles on his glans, spreading small drops of precum.

"Oh, just how hard you are.. And you ask me to slow down right now?" - you coo right in his ear before pressing your face to his neck, nibbling soft skin and speeding up, pushing your strapon deeper into his clenching walls.

The way his hips start squirming in weak attempts to get more friction between your hand and his twitching cock clearly tells you just how much your shy husband enjoys your games despite his words.

"Come on, darling, don't be coy.. Just relax and let me take care of you.." - your sinful whisper tickles his skin and Rosho can't help but moan again, digging his nail in bedsheets.

He's already so heated, so sweaty, not seeing anything in front of him as his glasses askew, his mind blank, with only one thought about two aching pulse - in his cock and in his ass. Never in his life he thought such tickling, mind shattering pleasure actually exists, yet now you and your harsh thrust refute him.

"S/o.. please, please, slow down, or i.. or i.." - a more high pitched moan bursts from his lips, and his breath gets shaky and rapid.

"Or you will cum, dear?" - your giggle sounds almost like mockery yet Rosho can't help but nod, sobbing from the overwhelming burn between his legs.

With a chuckle, you squeeze the base of his dick just to hear more desperate sounds from him, before starting stroking him at the same fast and rough pace as your pounding. Quickly, he stops moaning, now only capable of whining, getting too close to the edge. With every thrust his shoulders shrugs as Rosho mumble of how good he feels, his begs for a break changes to begs for more.

"P.. pease.. S/o.. i.." - no normal sentences, only inarticulate weak noises, yet you were ready to listen to his whimpers for hours.

Oh, just how cute your husband looks, turning from a serious collected man to a loud needy bottom…! Drowned in pleasure, he can't do anything, completely under your mercy. And you will take this opportunity to make him remember for a long time what he would receive for overworking himself.

A few thrust and he arch his back with a loud whine, his dick twitch wildly in your grasp as he cum so hard, gasping and crying. Your movements didn't stop as you kept milking him with your hand, helping him to ride his wave till the very end. Rosho didn't expect himself to get so pleased, not able to even stand on his knees after such an orgasm and just falling in bed, still sobbing.

"Good. You did great, my dear…" - you lean closer and kiss the back of his neck, stroking his trembling back in a soothing manner.

Slowly turning to face you, Rosho now was a little bit ashamed to look at your eyes, still trying to catch his husky breath.

"If it was a punishment, than a bad one.." - he mumbled under his nose, touching your shoulders to pull you closer. - "Cause you just made me want to overwork again.."

"Ooh? Rosho, dear.." - you can't help but chuckle before softly kissing him. - "If you liked this so much, don't be shy to ask me next time, okay? I swear to take good care of you.."

"Mm.. okay.." - for a moment your husband closed his eyes and sighs, then opened again and finally looked at your face, still with some need. - "Then.. Can we do it again?"

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guiraguira · 1 year

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Rosho is very sensitive ✨

Rosho x Fem reader (dom reader?)

Warning: use of sex toys (nipple clamps, small vibrator), Rosho being very sensitive, creampie, masturbation, fingering.

°You had kissed him long enough that his erection was already impossible to contain, it was time to move on to something else.

Rosho was always very sensitive to your touch, his calm and upright teacher acting fell off once your hands touched his skin. Therefore, in the privacy of their shared room, he was unable not to squirm and make obscene sounds.

°He stands half naked below you, with very obvious pelvic movements, flushed to the tips of his ears with a pleading look on his face. He knows that if he behaves, he will enjoy twice as much of whatever you offer him. Reason why he waits patiently for your next move

You decided to move on to the following.

Open-legged, with his penis trembling at your gaze. Your attention is focused on preparing her anus to insert a small finger-sized vibrator into it. The whining and spasms intensify when the piece is finally moving into place. "You're such a good boy, keep it up a while longer, okay?" You licked up the pre-cum that was already trickling down his member, past his testicles and that had helped lubricate his entrance, to end up kissing him on the glans.

"Please...M-more time??" Her hands cover her face, alternating with covering her own mouth to silence her moans "I'm...almost...I..." unable to finish her sentence, writhing struggling not to close her legs and holding back her orgasm.

"ahh to my beautiful boy, almost there, already..." you take out your last weapon, two pairs of nipple clamps linked together by chains. You connect two of them to your own nipples, just having this contact makes you gasp.

You've teased Rosho enough for being sensitive, but you're no better than him either. Your folds feel very slippery, your breathing is just as heavy, and you also want some attention down there. Your own fingers have loosened you enough, but you need him.

°You connect the tips of the clamps to Rosho's nipples, making him tremble, if he squirms, the clamps stimulate four nipples at the same time.

this is the best way to take advantage of their movements. You are about to tighten the chains, expecting to feel a painful pleasure, but the one who answers for you is Rosho pulling you them over him.

The weight of your body on him always calms him down, but this time it was the opposite. Where his penis lightly brushed against your entrance, it was wet, slippery, and just hot enough to indicate that you were both at your limit.

"No..n-no..ah!" His irregular breathing is enough to tighten the chains and cut off his breathing. Both of them turn gently between gasps and moans caused by the clamps. Your back is on the mattress and with him on top of you again, you encourage him in joining your hip with his.

Irregular thrusts that strike deep into you, before emptying you completely and filling you in one movement. He can't take it anymore, the restriction of the chains makes him hold you tightly with his arms behind your back, lifting you out of bed, the only thing he can move is his hips, which are frantically seeking release.

You feel her breathing hard in your ear and some of it came out in the curve of your neck where he is hiding her face.

°A few more thrusts finish the job, but he doesn't stop, the vibrator is still overstimulating him and you appreciate it. Those last thrusts cause you to reach orgasm too.

You love bringing him to this state where he behaves just the way you want him to. A few seconds later he lets go gently looking at your face, only to carelessly kiss you.

His tousled locks and slight tears seem too attractive to you, but you don't have time to think about it. His penis that is still inside you does not decrease in size and only seems to get harder inside you.

Seconds later his lunge return to the attack.

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Just in case you didn't understand, the idea is that the clamps would hold all four nipples at the same time, causing them to be together.

English is not my native language so please forgive any mistakes.

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demonichikikomori · 1 month

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Rosho Tsutsujimori x Chubby!Fem!Reader Word Count: 4.9k+ Tags: Mutual Pining/Drunk Sex/Teacher x Teacher

Art is by 1000kcal_ on Twitter!

Wahhhhh!~! This is a commission I was excited to take on! It isn't Twst but it's a fandom I would love to be more active in. My lovely moot @sugarcookiesheep was interested in Rosho from HypMic! A character who doesn't get lots of affection hehe. I hope you all enjoy!~! The full fic will be posted on Ao3!

SUMMARY:

You were the new Home Economics teacher at Gyoshin Private High. Rosho Tsutsujimori is the socially awkward math teacher. You liked him. You think he likes you. So naturally you said yes when he invited you out for a drink.

Your final class of the day had been dismissed. The sun had begun to set, leaving the empty room filled with a warm orange hue. You tidied up to prepare for classes again tomorrow with a smile on your face. You were the new Home Economics teacher at Gyoshin Private High School, located in Osaka. Well, the newest in terms of staff. You had only joined them a year ago. The old Home Economics teacher had finally retired and you had just completed your training. The higher ups were excited to hand you off to the academy in dire need of a teacher to handle the rowdy youth. Your students were kind to you, even when you stuttered and fumbled during your first month of teaching them.

You quickly became a fan favorite among the students. Especially the male students much to your disbelief. You had received so many chocolates, flowers, and even confession letters on White Day you feared having to wear a fake ring on your finger in the future. Some of the gifts were from students you were positive you had never taught in your class. Naturally you had gotten candy from your co-workers, but one gift stuck out to you the most. You remembered it clearly when he stood at your desk during lunch, holding out a store bought chocolate bar to you.

It looked expensive.

You gave him a shy thank you, feeling a bit intimidated by his stern face behind round, circular glasses. His hand looked shaky and clammy, as your fingers brushed upon accepting the chocolate bar. The teacher you had not yet properly met nodded, slowly turning red in the face, before he darted away. You had later learned that he was the math teacher Mr. Tsutsujimori. He had a knack for avoiding you, which was upsetting since you had gotten along so well with the other staff. Apparently, he has horrible stage fright and social anxiety. It was nothing personal.

It’s been a year now since you have been teaching at Gyoshin Private School. As time passed, you saw more and more of Rosho to your surprise. You would greet him early in the morning before the students would arrive and when you passed one another in the halls. Sometimes you would each lunch together in the teachers lounge in a comfortable silence. You would enjoy your colorful bento loaded with veggies, rice, and whatever meat leftovers you had from dinner. Usually you would see Rosho enjoying a small pudding cup to himself or anything small and sugary that he could find for cheap.

You worried about him not eating properly, but when your eyes met his… Your heart would flutter, and the passing comment would fall silent as the two of you returned to your comfortable silence. After that ended, Rosho would give you a sheepish nod before scurrying towards his classroom, but lately he’s been adding in a friendly wave of acknowledgement. Progress was progress in your eyes.

You hummed to yourself, reminiscing the fond memory of time that has passed as you taught at Gyoshin Private High School. You pulled at the tightly fastened bow on your apron to loosen it, only to turn your head at the sound of a nervous voice on the other side of your classroom door. Nearly stuttering when they called your last name in hopes of a response. But you recognized the owner, although you didn’t hear him speak often. “Yes Mr. Tsutsujimori? You’re allowed to open the door!” You assured him, watching the door slowly slide open with the math teacher standing there. His hands were laced tightly together as he offered you a small bow. “Please excuse me… I didn’t mean to interrupt if you were busy…” He cleared his throat and you shook your head with a smile. “No, no! I was only cleaning up to prepare for tomorrow.” You gave him a small wave of dismissal as you removed your pale pink apron and hung it up on a small wooden rack near your desk with an assortment of others.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” You asked curiously as you walked over to one of the many small sinks to wash your hands. Rosho nervously adjusted his glasses higher onto the bridge of his nose. His eyes darted downwards to the floor as he cleared his throat a second time. “I have a question to ask.” He sounded stiff, as though this was a line he had been rehearsing before arriving at your classroom. “Yes? What is it?” You were genuinely curious, drying your hands and turning to face the math teacher. Rosho was not the type of man to ‘ask you a question’. Or ask anyone a question. He was a private person, and not once has he ever come to you like this. It was the friendly waves in the halls and on rare occasions seeing one another throughout Osaka in the shopping district on the weekends.

The math teacher shifted his weight from one foot to another, his brows tensing as he mustered up the courage to continue. “I… You… Um… Do you..?” He trailed off awkwardly as you returned to your desk and opened up a small book filled with laminated pages. They were all recipes you could make with your students. “Well…” Rosho’s face held a soft frown as he looked down at the tips of his shoes. “My question… Might be a little strange…” He warned as his cheeks began to grow flushed. This caused you to look up. “Strange? How so?” Was he planning to ask you for a favor? You were sure the question was something you could handle, after all, Rosho had gathered the strength to come all the way here to ask you himself. The least you could do for him is listen.

“What are your thoughts on alcohol?” The question was strange just as Rosho said it would be. But, you weren’t sure exactly what he meant. However you decided to answer him anyway as you stopped on a laminated recipe page for flan. “I mean… I don’t see anything wrong with it. It isn’t something I usually drink myself.” You answered to the best of your ability, and looked up at the math teacher with a warm smile. His face was completely red, and his vermillion colored eyes met yours for the first time.

The stare was intense. You could feel that he had so much more to say. Before you could ask him if he was alright, he had given you a deep bow, thanking you for your time before rushing away. You peeked your head into the hall as he rushed around the corner. Your smile had melted into a frown. Did something happen inside the school regarding alcohol? It could be that he had caught some students drinking on campus… Or maybe outside of school with their uniforms on? The thought began to worry you as you continued to tidy up before heading home for the day.

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The next day after classes had ended, Rosho was waiting for you near the door again. You and your students had completed the first half of the recipe. The flan was stored away in the large fridge (some students had brought magnets to decorate it with your approval) and would stay overnight for them to enjoy the next day. The sweet scent seemed to encourage Rosho to step into your classroom as he sheepishly excused himself with a small bow. “Mr. Tsutsujimori! It’s nice to see you again.” You smiled sweetly with a chipper tone and began to loosen the bow on your pale purple apron decorated in small white flowers. “How can I help you?” You asked with a small tilt of your head as you hung it up on the wooden rack. He was obviously very nervous. His eyes darted to you then back to the floor before he straightened up and cleared your throat. “... I have another question to ask you.” He stated with a little more confidence than yesterday. You went to wash your hands with a puzzled look slowly turning to worry. It could be in relation to yesterday. But your mind was racing with possibilities, you couldn’t help but feel nervous as well. “Yes? I’m sure I can answer it for you.” Hopefully it wasn’t about catching any of the students drinking on campus…

He adjusted his tie and raised his eyes to meet yours. Sharp, and light red in color. The math teacher looked so intimidating. You had heard a rumor long ago that he looked far more frightening without his glasses on, that he used to be a delinquent himself. And yet he would always stammer over his ‘good mornings’ and his hands would shake when he passed by you in the hall. He could barely greet you now. Rumors are just rumors. “Would you… Perhaps..?” He trailed off with his hands folding together tightly. “There is a bar.” He blurted out suddenly as you turned back to look at him with a patient stare as you dried your hands. A bar?

He shuffled his weight on one foot to another. “It’s… Nice…” He shrugged awkwardly as you approached him with a smile. His hands looked like they were shaking, and you thought that you should help him out. “Mr. Tsutsujimori, are you trying to ask me to join you sometime?” You asked hopefully as his pale face became flushed in red rouge.

He was silent as he stared down at you with a small nod. “If… If it isn’t too late… Would you join me this weekend? I won’t take too much of your time.” His voice was softer and shockingly hopeful as you nodded in response. “I would love to join you this weekend Mr. Tsutsujimori.” Your heart skipped in your chest as he gave you a deep and silent bow. “Thank you…” He whispered as he raised his head. He left in a hurry, racing down the hall with the tips of his ears singed from blush as the sun filled your classroom in its warm orange hue.

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Classes had ended for the week. Your students excitedly enjoyed the flan they had worked so hard to make as they came to and left from your classroom. Each holding their own variations of flan in little plastic bowls. You pulled the ribbon free from your bright red apron lined in colorful, cartoon flowers. The math teacher had returned to your classroom for the last time this week, calling out to you from the other side of the door. He sounded even more confident than yesterday. “You can come in Mr. Tsutsujimori!” You called out as you hung up your apron and went to wash your hands. The door slid open behind you, and you heard him enter the room. “P-Please excuse me.” He stuttered and entered the room, glancing around with his hands folded together. “I just came to confirm…” He trailed off, watching as you approached the fridge and opened it. “You would like to join me this weekend? I was thinking tomorrow, if we drink we’ll be needing the day after to recover.” He sounded calculated and stiff, again, as though he had rehearsed before he had come to see you. You pulled out a small tray of flan you had made with your students for each class. All varying in flavor and design. One had whipped cream on top. One was lined in cherries, while another was made of chocolate. There were six different puddings in total. “That sounds fine to me! I had made something for you. Well, I had made six things for you.” You placed the tray on your desk with a smile and motioned to it. “You have a sweet tooth, correct? I decided to make you some pudding, since you were so kind to invite me out for drinks this weekend.” Your face began to burn as bashfulness filled your chest.

It felt silly, making him so much despite only seeing him eat a single cup during your lunch time together. “You’re so thin, I thought you needed more than just a single pudding to get you through the day!” You gave him a soft laugh as you laced your fingers together nervously. The feeling of your heart pounding against your ribs intensified as you focused on the tray. The math teacher was silent before he approached you, sliding the door shut as he looked at the tray of assorted puddings. “You made them for me?” The whisper left goosebumps prickling your skin as you nodded speechless.

A soft laugh escaped the math teacher’s lips as he looked down at the tray, and you were brought back to reality. “Oh! Let me get you a container to take them home in!” Before you could break away from the desk, Rosho raised a hand. “Wait- Actually…” He trailed off as your eyes met his. His face didn’t have the same red hue. His cheeks were flushed but this was different. “Are you busy?” He asked and you shook your head quickly in response. Your body had gone stiller than stone as he hovered near the pudding. “Is it alright if I stay here with you, and eat them now?” He asked with that same hopeful tone. The warmth in your face went down to your collar, making you feel as if you had been tossed into a sauna fully clothed.

He wanted to stay here with you? “I… I can get you a spoon! Please, sit at my desk!” You offered and scrambled around in search of a plastic cutlery to give to the math teacher. Never would you have guessed that such a simple request would leave you feeling so flustered. As Rosho enjoyed the pudding (scraping every cup clean with a positive and stern review of each) you cleaned up and prepared for Monday when the two of you would return to greet your students in the morning. You could feel Rosho’s eyes watching you every so often, you were sure he knew when you would steal glances as well.

When he finished his pudding, you finished preparing for Monday. Rosho had offered to walk with you to the train station and awkwardly asked to exchange numbers with you. Since the two of you would be drinking this weekend and needed a way to contact one another. You boarded the train together, staying close in that familiar and comforting silence as the warm sun had vanished, welcoming you both with an inky black scenery. Your stop had come first, and with a small wave of goodbye, you let out a breath you were holding as you left him on the train.

You couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

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It was already 7pm and you were racing around with worry. You and Rosho were supposed to be at the bar he recommended at 8pm.

You spent all day fussing over what to wear, what color to paint your nails, and even how you wanted to style your hair. Sure, Mr. Tsutsujimori invited you out as a friend and he told you the setting was on a more casual side. But that didn’t mean you could dress too comfortably. The curls in your hair bounced as you fixed your eyeliner for a subtle wing with sparkling shadow smudged onto your lids. Curling your lashes and applying a thin coat of clear mascara that made your eyes pop and shine. You chose a clear gloss to apply to your lips, thankful that it was flavored just in case one of your late night romantic fantasies would come true. Your peach pink polish had dried long ago and you cursed yourself for not adding any glittery coating as you fastened your short pearl necklace around your throat.

You requested your cat to wish you luck as you got dressed in something casual but something you considered worthy of going out in. A pastel pink cashmere sweater that hung off of your shoulders to fight the night chill, a long, an A line denim skirt that went down to your calf, and a pair of white boots with short heels.

Rosho told you that he would meet you at the train station near your stop, not wanting you to ride alone so late at night. Even the sun wouldn’t be setting until 7:45. You grabbed your purse and your keys, saying goodbye to your kitty who had fallen asleep on your couch before leaving. You wanted to be early, the thought of missing the train (or Rosho) struck you with anxiety that you couldn’t shake off. You texted the math teacher a polite message saying you were on your way to the station and you were excited to join him for drinks. He sent you a sticker of a beer saying he was just as excited as you were.

You made it to the train station around 7:20 with your purse clenched tightly in your hands as you struggled to catch your breath. It was already growing crowded as everyone waited for the next train to arrive in about ten minutes. Then, you spotted Rosho. He was leaning against a wall with his phone in his hand, squinting at it through his thin, round lenses. He was dressed in all black, an unusual sight from his brown suit and green tie, or even his periwinkle sweater vest with matching trousers. Rosho was wearing black shoes, black dress pants, a black button up, a black blazer with a subtle reflective pattern going down the chest and arms, and a black corded necklace.

He looked far more dressed up than you did. “Excuse me, Mr. Tsutsujimori!” You called out to him and approached slowly with a smile on your face. Black looked good on him. He looked up from his phone, and you could see his face explode with the rouge color you had grown fond of. He only stared at you with wide, starry eyes. “I hope I didn’t make you wait long. I had trouble deciding what to wear. I’m sure you know how women can be!” You teased with a soft laugh as Rosho looked away. With a set of subtle inhales, you could smell the cologne he had doused his clothes in as well. A smokey wood scent and a hint of something floral. You wanted to move in closer to enjoy the scent, but you wouldn’t dare. “I-I wouldn’t know!” He stuttered out before tucking his hands into his pockets. “I wasn’t waiting long… In fact! I just got here!” Again, he sounded rehearsed as he gave you a trembling smile. It led you to believe he had been here for a while on account of his nerves.

You gave him a soft smile and adjusted the long strap of your purse onto your shoulder. A startled expression wiping away your smile at the sound of the train arriving. You turned to look at the currently empty tracks before going back to Rosho. “Thank you again for inviting me out this weekend.” Your heart fluttered in your chest as the math teacher gave you a small nod. The nervous smile on his face remained.

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The bar was cozy with a warm hibiscus colored glow. Many trinkets and doohickey’s lined the walls and dangled from the ceiling. A hole in the wall known as Mokarimakka. The name made you laugh as you responded to the silly neon sign with Rosho. He led you inside the narrow space, allowing you to hold onto the back of his blazer as he navigated through a small hall and up a short set of stairs. You followed closely behind Rosho, taking in a few more secretive inhales of his cologne before he showed you to the booth you would be sharing. “It’s usually crowded the later it gets in the night, I thought this would be an appropriate time for the both of us.” He explained as the two of you sat across from one another. You placed your purse beside you, taking a soft exhale as you squeezed into the red vinyl booth, frowning as the table pressed against your body. “Oh no this is fine! I’m not much of a night owl.” You wave a dismissive hand, feeling Rosho pull the table away from you just a few inches to give you some room.

Your cheeks felt warm from the subtle action, not out of embarrassment but of admiration for Rosho. You quickly grabbed a drink menu to hide behind, noticing they served a lot of beer. “Mr. Tsutsujimori..?” You trailed off as you scoured the long list, feeling intimidated by the names and sizes of the heavy drinks. “If you want something lighter then you should order this.” You lowered the laminated page to see him pointing to a drink called ‘The Drunk Cinderella’. It was based on the mocktail, but with a shot of vodka to make it alcoholic. He showed you many more that you felt inclined to try as a waitress came over to greet you and take your orders.

That was when you started to feel more and more adventurous with the menu. An Osaka Dry Cocktail, the classic Bloody Mary, a Long Island Iced Tea and a few more you didn’t recognize until you had already finished your glass. At one point Rosho had ordered you a plate of takoyaki to soak up some of the alcohol in your stomach. He had had beers of all kinds to contrast with your much prettier glasses of colorful cocktails. A tall Fat Tire, cans of chilled Asahi, Sapporo in a tall glass with ice, a few brown bottles of Minoh Beer (which the sight of the red monkey amused you) and more you had started to forget.

You and Rosho had gotten comfortable as you talked and drank. He had long ago discarded his blazer in the red vinyl seat and left the top two buttons of his black shirt undone. He told you about how he spent his days off, how he used to do comedy with his best friend, how sometimes he can’t stand his best friend, his love of pudding and many other assorted sweet things, and even how his students sometimes tease him. “I think the kids are silly, they pick on me sometimes too. I promise you aren’t alone.” You slurred, stifling a hiccup as you pulled your empty cocktail glass closer. Smiling to yourself when you noticed it was empty. “I mean, I got so many chocolates from my students during White Day, I’m sure they were assuming I was fond of candy.” You pouted as Rosho started to frown. “If they waited until White Day then it wasn’t *hic* malicious.” The math teacher grumbled with a frown. “Why do you think I gave you chocolate too?” He asked with a frown appearing as he pointed the mouth of the brown beer bottle in your direction.

“Roshoooo!~!” You called his name with a slur to your voice as laughter spilled past your lips. Not realizing you had used his first name so comfortably as the memory of him presenting you the White Day chocolate so long ago returned. He found it amusing and called back to you, your name dancing along his tongue like the most expensive bottle of sake the bar could offer. You liked how it sounded when he said your name. “Did you give me the chocolate as a friend?” You asked jokingly as his red cheeks became redder. “At first, yes.” He answered honestly with a hiccup following. “But I had gotten advice from a friend, he said I should go for it.” Rosho glanced down at the table and jabbed at the air in front of you with his bottle. “But you’re so damn intimidatin’! I would practice and look up things to say, but we always ended up sitting in silence! It pisses me off!” His volume raised for the first time that night. His expression became a grimace as he placed his bottle down on the table and you soaked in the truth of his words.

Rosho had wanted to talk to you for a long time now. “You always look so pretty when you come to school and when you leave. An’ you always smell good… Everyone likes ya’ and I don’t like the idea of another co-worker askin’ you out. So that’s why I tried to work up the courage to talk to ya… I jus’ got too nervous.” He scoffed as you patiently listened. You could almost picture a stern-faced Rosho chasing away the other male teachers during lunch time before he would come in to eat with you in your familiar, comfortable silence.

A warmth stirred pleasantly through your entire body. It could be the alcohol. It could be the overwhelming feeling of your crush becoming more. “Mr. Tsutsujimori… I have a secret to tell you.” You admitted sweetly as Rosho tilted his head curiously. “Well hurry an’ tell me!” He grumbled as you waved him closer with your hand. “You can’t tell anyone, okay?” You whispered as he leaned over the table to hear you better. “I *hic* won’t.” He muttered as you moved in close, holding back a series of giggles threatening to spill past your lips. “Even though you’re intimidated by me…” You trailed off and cupped your hands over his ear. Your warm breath tickling his ear, and unknowingly causing his heart to pound against his ribs.

“Even so… I do like you, Mr. Tsutsujimori.” You whispered softly with a sheepish smile. You pulled away and grabbed onto your cold empty cocktail glass for comfort. You reveal your secret to Rosho Tsutsujimori. The socially awkward math teacher you wanted to get closer and closer to. It turned out he had wanted to get closer to you as well.

Rosho’s hand went to cover his face, and he peeked over at you through the cracks in his long fingers. “I see how it is…” He mumbled into his palm before shaking his head. “I… I feel the same… Even if we haven’t spoken much…” He slurred with a stern look making its way onto his face. “I wanna know everything about you.” Rosho growled as you felt a familiar stir within you.

Something about the situation was starting to feel dangerous.

“Ahhh… We should do this again sometime… But it is getting pretty late.” You cooed nervously while tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. The math teacher quickly called for the waitress to return and bring the check. You leaned over the edge of the cushion and glanced back, hoping to spot the young lady as you grabbed your purse. You instead spotted a pair of men in a booth not too far from yours. One was wearing a large fur coat, his back facing you. And the other was hiding behind a drink menu. But you could see the top of his head layered in teal hair and he was wearing a very colorful suit. They looked familiar somehow. But the alcohol made it hard for you to pinpoint how exactly you knew them. They were old enough to be here, so they couldn’t be students.

The check was taken care of (Rosho insisted through slurred words that he pay) and you clung to him as he led you out of the cozy little bar. It was late, but not so late that you would miss the last train. You felt warm all over, and you desperately wanted to be closer to Rosho. In more ways than one. He sat beside you, the train was desolate other than an elderly woman not too far from the both of you. It took off, and the two of you entered a silence that was much more intense than anything in the past.

You listened to the good ideas and the bad swirling through your alcohol filled brain. You did want to get out of the bar with Rosho. But you didn’t want to leave him tonight. Not yet. You gently pulled at the math teacher’s sleeve. You felt really warm. He looked down at you, his vermillion eyes soft as he leaned in closer for you to whisper. You were far too drunk to text him what you desired. You weren’t sure if you were confident enough to do such a thing.

“Can I come home with you?”

You were sure his heart skipped in his chest as he remained still, your hands still clutching his sleeve. “Are you sure?” He asked softly and you nodded swiftly. You didn’t want to go back to your apartment tonight. It could be the alcohol in your system that was making you brave. Or it could be the fact Rosho had openly admitted to wanting you as much as you wanted him. But you couldn’t end the night crashing into your bed alone and waking up to a hangover.

Rosho was silent as he leaned away from you with a hand covering his reddened face. Before you both knew it, the robotic voice was calling your stop and its upcoming arrival. When the train slowed to a halt your shoulders sagged. Your stop was here. You moved to stand with a sadness settling in your heart. Before you could take Rosho’s silence as rejection, he reached over and pulled you by the arm. It was a silent instruction for you to sit back down. You were still, listening to the mechanical voice call your stop three more times before the doors slid shut. Rosho would indulge your less than innocent request.

You would be going home with him instead.

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levis-wii-controller · 6 months

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Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time (Rosho Tsutsujimori x Rei Amayado /One Shot Smut/)

Tags: Anal Sex, Roleplay, Classroom Sex, Gay Sex, Dirty Talk, Degradation, Submission, Mentions of Gang Bangs, Butt Plugs, Creampie, Desk Sex, Orgasm Control, Getting Caught (Kind of, no one actually finds out), Mentions of Voyuerism.

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Rosho always hated getting called in for division meetings, not only because Sasara got off topic time after time, after time, again. But Sasara was the least of his worries, compared to Rei and his...teasing. Or at least that's what he called it. If groping and under-the-table hand jobs were considered 'teasing' then he was right.

He could deal with it though, up until now. He had just finished up a school day of teaching and crying from stress during breaks so as he turned around to leave all the relief of the day dropped when he was met with the tall figure of his 'friend'.

"How was work?" Rei asks nonchalantly as if they were meant to be hanging around his workplace.

"What the hell are you doing here? How did you even get in?!" He whisper-shouts trying not to draw any attention to his classroom.

"Well, sensei, I'm just here to discuss my daughters' grades," he replies with a wolfish grin. Sliding the classroom door shut behind them he corners Rosho against the man's own desk. Rosho shudders, both at the fact that he now has nowhere to run and the fact that Rei isn't going to be searched for to be kicked out.

"You don't have kids, not in Osaka at least." Rosho comments and tries his best to wriggle out of the cramped space though Rei just places his hands on Rosho's hips, keeping him still. Rosho hates how sexually compatible they are. He loves how large everything about Rei is. His hands, his lips, his dick. Rosho, as regrettable as sleeping with Rei is, can't stop. It's too good, and too much and the feeling of getting split in half on his cock is...

Before he realises it he's bucking his hips in Rei's hands, wanting to get some friction. He hears that deep voice he hates so much giving a sinister chuckle before a breeze of hot breath hits his ear.

"Bend over, baby" Rei's request makes him even more excited, but he hates it,, both him and himself. He doesn't follow through, as much as he wants to, he's still at work so he can't let his degenerate fantasies take control of him.

His regret kicks in as soon as Rei manhandles him into the desired position, bending him over his desk, and pulling his trousers down. He had no clue when Rei had unbuckled his belt but being a conman he wasn't surprised that he was fast at that.

"Oh? What do we have here?" Rosho lets out a small squeal as Rei's thumb presses against his hole, except he forgot one small detail.

"And you call me the pervert" he scoffs, pulling out the plug that was warmly nuzzled in his ass. Rosho quickly bites his lip, trying his best not to make a noise.

"Were you thinking of dropping by tonight?" he says, hand leaving Rosho's hip and he hears the metal of Rei's belt buckle clank.

It doesn't take long before Rosho can feel Rei's length enter him. His lip bled as he bit it harder trying to stop any noise from leaving his lips, though even through that he let out a squeal.

As Rei finally bottoms out and it gives Rosho a second to speak.

"It's not for you" Rosho replies in annoyance, through gritted teeth. Though that only makes Rei tease him more.

"Then for who? Are you slutting yourself out as a second job?" The question was bad enough but with the addition of Rei's thick-as-honey voice dripping in his ear made him lose his mind.

"N- no! I'm aloud to do what I want with my body and-!" He's cut off with Rei giving him a sharp thrust, making Rosho scramble to cover his mouth.

"Liar." He coos into his ear, and Rosho can hear his smirk. But he couldn't deny that his denial was a lie within itself.

"You sure it wasn't for that secret porn you film?" He pressed further, almost as if giving him a hint towards the right answer.

"H- how do you know about tha-!" He starts and is again cut off by a sharp thrust, knocking the air out his lungs.

"Well, you're exactly my type, so I was just searching for some cute pornstar that reminded me of this sexy body and...you know how that went."

"I thought with your stage fright you wouldn't be too good at that. But my, my, was I wrong. You really fit any role given to you so well, I see why you went into the acting profession."

As he continues his words sound more and more sadistic. He also starts rolling his hips, grinding against Rosho and making him squirm with the barely enough amount of pleasure he gets.

"I really liked the one where you bent yourself over a desk and begged for forgiveness for giving your student a bad grade." Rei knew that he was no kid but shit did he get hard seeing Rosho beg for forgiveness. And, well, he did actually have a reason to beg for it.

"And y'know, sensei, you are a bad boy for leaving me hanging last week."

He hated how right he was, and how much getting told off like this turned him on. He needed to get this over with though, they were in his actual classroom.

"Maybe I should double the load for you this week, hm?" His hand slammed down on Rosho's ass cheek, making the sound of it echo through the empty room. Rosho let out a surprised gasp but didn't reply at all to his idea, deciding that staying silent was his best option.

Which turned out to be both true and false at the same time as Rei finally started thrusting. Rosho felt the tears already pricking at the corners of his eyes as Rei worked him open on his cock, trying his best with the old lube from Rosho's morning fun, some spit and his pre-cum.

"How about we have some time playing as well" Rosho didn't care what sick games Rei wanted to play, because if he kept fucking him so good he would tell him the dirtiest, sickest thing imaginable.

There's no warning as Rei starts rambling again in that sexy voice that makes Rosho drip like a fountain.

"What do I pay you for, huh? You can't even stand still and talk, you keep fucking up. So fucking worthless." Every word rolling off the man's tongue makes Rosho squeal and squirm. His face contorting into one of pleasure, looking as erotic as it does in his pornos. Though Rei can't see it from this angle, and that makes him glad.

A rough hand pulls Rosho's hair, making him look at Rei.

"I'm fucking speaking you slut. Maybe you should start teaching sex ed instead, showing how to use your ass for the reason it was created. Some show and tell might be good." Rosho moaned at that comment. only holding onto Rei's hard cock harder as the idea itself made him lose his mind.

The image of Rosho getting a train ran on him by a group, all one-by-one waiting their turn to fill his ass with cum. The image of Rei's own words made his hips stutter, and Rosho could feel it.

"N- no! M'sorry, don't d- do that to me, sir" Rosho pleaded, eyes filled with tears and voice slurring. Rei slapped his ass again in return, keeping up the brutal pace.

"I already told you, I'm not stopping, you're getting two loads, if you behave like a good boy I'll let you choose which hole." he threatened through gritted teeth, and Rosho already knew his answer.

"Mm 'm cumming, haah~" Rosho tries his best to keep his voice down as he moans, though his warning is acknowledged, though regretfully.

Rei grabs hold of Rosho's dick, placing his thumb over the tip.

"Not without me" he manages to grunt out as his orgasm hits, painting Rosho's walls white with his semen.

He breathed tiredly, trying his best to calm down, he was sensitive, but he needed to cum himself, he needed more of Rei, more of his cock.

Suddenly a knock came from Rosho's door.

"Tsutsujimori-Sensei? Are you there?" A voice asked from outside the door. Rosho panicked quickly as he tried to move up he as quickly was pushed back down. He felt Rei shove the plug back inside his ass and he, thank the gods, didn't make a noise as Rei finally pulled his trousers back up. He buckled his own as he answered through the closed door.

"Yes, sir?" he asks, already knowing who was outside the door. The principal, and god was Rosho now even more worried.

"Is our guest still here?" Just then Rei opened the door, standing like a tower over the principal.

"I was just leaving, but I must say, this is one of the best meetings I've ever had with a teacher" and with that he leaves the room. Leaving Rosho to cover, on his own.

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"Fucking hell. I almost got caught with a fucking boner and precum all over my desk you dick." ~Pretty Kitten

"Not my problem, you were enjoying it. Moaning like a fucking slut."

Rosho hates Rei so much for being a dick, ignoring his feelings and acting as if all this is okay. But he is right in this case, he loved it, a lot.

"Plus, your content came out well, loved seeing you unplug that pretty little ass and play with my cum."

"Fuck off, you're going to have to survive on my content for a while for this stunt." ~Pretty Kitten

That was a lie, he knew it, Rei knew it, but he wouldn't admit it.

#fanfic #gay #smut #hypnosis mic #rosho tsutsujimori #rei amayado #rosho x rei

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coraxcolt · 7 months

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Masterlist for Kinktober 2023

✟ What a better way to start all over again if not with kinktober itself!

✟ This kinktober will be exclusive to both Hypnosis Mic and Twisted Wonderland.

✟ All are with AFAB reader but gender and pronouns are neutral.

✟ And obviously this is all smut, ignore if you don't like it.

The list and prompts go as follows:

☆ Day1. Azul Ashengrotto (Oral Fixation)

☆ Day2. Gentaro Yumeno (Voice Kink)

☆ Day3. Jamil Viper (Mind Break & Mind Control)

☆ Day4. Samatoki Aohitsugi (Hate sex)

☆ Day5. Idia Shroud (Somnophilia)

☆ Day6. Jakurai Jinguji (Vanilla)

☆ Day7. Malleus Draconia (Size Kink)

☆ Day8. Kuko Harai (Body Worship)

☆ Day9. Cater Diamond (Recording)

☆ Day10. Ramuda Amemura (Corruption Kink)

☆ Day11. Jade Leech (Aphrodisiacs)

☆ Day12. Doppo Kannonzaka (Breathplay/Choking Kink)

☆ Day13. Leona Kingscholar (Breeding Kink)

☆ Day14. Jyuto Iruma (Phone Sex)

☆ Day15. Rook Hunt (Praising)

☆ Day16. Ichiro Yamada (Roleplay)

☆ Day17. Floyd Leech (Degradation)

☆ Day18. Rosho Tsutsujimori (Drunk Sex)

☆ Day19. Vil Schoenheit (Humiliation)

☆ Day20. Jyushi Aimono (Mirror Sex)

☆ Day21. Kalim Al-Asim (Overstimulation)

☆ Day22. Sasara Nurude (Toys)

☆ Day23. Riddle Rosehearts (Edging)

☆ Day24. Dice Arisugawa (Dacryphilia)

☆ Day25. Trey Clover (Food play)

☆ Day26. Rei Amayado (Power play & Daddy Kink)

☆ Day27. Lilia Vanrouge (Teasing & Begging)

☆ Day28. Hitoya Amaguni (Cockwarming)

☆ Day29. Jack Howl (Biting & Marking)

☆ Day30. Hifumi Izanami (Mutual Masturbation)

☆ Day31. Divus Crewel (Impact play & Petplay)

☆✟ Feel free to request or ask anything and I'll answer asap ✟☆

✟ That's pretty much everything, I'm behind by one day but i'll be posting them all, so don't worry!

✟ I'll be posting the blog introduction shortly.

- Corax out

#twst smut #hypmic smut #kinktober #masterlist #coraxlist

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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virgin.

request: omg, hi!!!! I’m so glad you opened requests!!! may i please request headcanons or a scenario (if you want to do both go ahead!) with hifumi, gentaro and rosho taking his significant other virginity? (they/them pronouns please for everyone to enjoy!) i think you haven’t written for those 3 😭 anyway, take care, good luck with the requests and lot’s of love!!! 💕

# tags: headcanons + scenarios; current relationship; romance; kinda fluff; smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sex and sexual activity, first time, romantic things (candles, music), car sex, missionary & doggy style, fingering, oral sex, body worship, pet names

includes: gender neutral reader ft. hifumi izanami, gentarou yumeno & rosho tsutsujimori {hypmic}

author’s note: hiya!! yay, hypmic request! love it. thank you so much. hope you enjoy it!! love you too, anonnie!!

— HIFUMI

↘ I think it would be very cute, a bit awkward, and at the same time memorable for the both of you.

↘ I imagine that this first sexual intercourse would take place in your home, in your own bedroom, in the absence of your parents; this weekend they went on a short vacation to a close family on the other side of the country, giving you the whole house in your care. They gave you also some cash for the three days, and they didn’t mind if your boyfriend stayed here overnight. Your parents even felt more at ease with the thought that Hifumi would take care of you when they were gone.

↘ Everything just came out naturally; you ate supper (onion rings, handmade sushi and tofu soup), took a warm shower, and then after a short domination of the TV remote control you turned on one of the films that had long been on your ‘watch list’. Somewhere in the middle of the film, however, you forgot what title you actually turned on and what the story was about. Instead, Hifumi stroked your leg very gently, and a longer moment later hugged you to his chest, kissing your soft lips in the same second. This moment was too perfect.

*:･ﾟ✧*

Hifumi was very gentle and at the same time a bit embarrassed. As he took off your baby green pajamas and underwear, he was looking into your eyes and on your beautiful body all the time. He smiled a little at the sight of the goosebumps on your shoulders and around your nipples, and when he finally removed all your clothes, he occupied your thoughts again with a tender, long kiss.

“You should undress too.” You admitted softly, and he merely nodded his head in understanding. He took off his oversized T-shirt and boxer shorts, then touched your body again; he started from the collarbones and neck, touched the belly and kissed the navel, and finally approached the thighs and calves. He looked at all your moles tenderly, then smirked back at your face and your happy eyes.

“... Can I?”

“Yes, please.”

Everything seemed simple at first; your boyfriend put on a condom and a moment later, he used his fingers to help calm your thoughts and relax your all muscles. Though you felt good, calm and safe, at first you felt a dull pain. You groaned unpleasantly because of the foreign body inside you, but a second later you assured the blonde that everything was fine, that you need a moment to get used to the current situation. Hifumi understood this and slowed down his hand movements, simultaneously gifting your body with more gentle pecks and bites. He even allowed himself to make two or three hickeys on your neck, and when he felt that the second finger entered into you without any problems, he decided after another minute to change his hand to something else.

He made sure you were okay once more, then slowly, with a slight resistance, entered you. The position you chose that evening was the basic one, so that you could not only feel close to each other, but also be able to see your faces and possible changes in their facial expressions. At one point young man saw another sign that you were in pain, but you asked him not to stop. You were sure of your decisions, and at the same time very happy that at this moment, in such a wonderful company, you are experiencing a very important moment for yourself. It was, in a way, an act of bodily maturity for you.

After a minute or two, the pain slowly faded away, and there was a pleasant feeling of numbness in the legs instead. Your faces were filled with blushes, and the first drops of sweat appeared on your foreheads.

Your sex wasn’t... spectacular; after all, you had one (missionary) position, one pace, a lot of kisses, and definitely a bit of shyness and curiosity. But it was a really good first time, because the most important thing for you both was that it was your first time together. Sex with love was one of a kind, after all.

Anyway, it will be even better next time.

— GENTAROU

↘ It was one of the most informed decisions for the two of you; you have been talking for days about sex and how you would like to experience it with each other, so everything went out without any stress or rush, you had the contraception, water-based lubricant and even a very romantic atmosphere your boyfriend took care of.

↘ You were in love with tons of vanilla candles on every piece of furniture in his bedroom, with incense sticks with the scent of fresh flowers, and you liked the background music with calm male vocals.

↘ It was your and his first time, although you both had the opportunity to touch or taste each other more than once before. Nevertheless, sex with penetration was something new for you, but definitely interesting and fun. You had a lot of laughter and joy during this fantastic moment.

*:･ﾟ✧*

You started with oral sex, which was no stranger to you, on the contrary. Gentarou and you have been practicing this type of intercourse for over two months and it has been an interesting experience each time. In a matter of minutes, you engaged each other enough to judge that there was enough wetness between the two of you. So, as you might have guessed, you didn’t need the lubricant this time.

In your case, a condom was also not necessary due to the fact that you used a different method of contraception. This allowed you to go straight to normal sex and other sexual activities; nevertheless, after several attempts to insert his penis inside you, Gentarou groaned slightly in frustration.

“Open up to me, baby.” He chuckled.

“Well, I’m trying!” You replied equally amused. Fortunately, another attempt turned out to be the right one. Your face immediately changed to a more sore and surprised expression, and you closed your both eyes. The new feeling of fullness was strange, yet intriguing and enjoyable. “Ugh. Slowly, please. You know you are quite big.”

“Hey, look at me, love.” He asked in a warm tone of voice, and you opened your eyelids without haste. A second later you felt a sweet, melting kiss right in the middle of your nose and your boyfriend cuddled up against your hot chest, breathing calmly. “I love you very much, Y/N. Thank you for trusting me so much. It means a lot to me, really.”

Even though Gentarou often lied and joked about others, with you he was always honest, patient and just precious. He cared a lot about your comfort (both mentally and physically) and your overall well-being, all the time making sure you weren’t in pain anymore. After all, sex should be a pleasure for both sides, and since your boyfriend was more concerned with your feelings, he was much more likely to grant your requests and wishes than his own.

He tried very hard to bring your body to the orgasm that he talked to you about so often and read about often too. In addition to moving his hips, he used his mouth to take care of your nipples and neck, and with his dominant hand touched your tender spots, giving you more pleasant stimuli. He also squeezed your thighs and hips sometimes. Your sex was really interesting and quite ‘professional’ for your first sexual intercourse. What’s interesting, after a few minutes, you changed the position in which you were at the top.

It was definitely something to be proud of and to talk about later, but first... a shower. Together, of course.

— ROSHO

↘ I think you were the one who proposed the ‘here and now’ idea. Your boyfriend was a bit surprised – after all, you two were in the middle of a long car drive because you wanted to go to the seaside for a few days. In that place, Rosho planned to take a step forward in your relationship and your – at the same time – intimate life, but as you can see you were much faster than him.

↘ Nevertheless, your boyfriend agreed with a big smile on his face; he knew that this was a difficult thing for you and a situation that required a great deal of preparation and peace of mind. After all, he had his first time long ago, and you were still new to it all. So he didn’t want to hurt you and show you that sex can be one of the most interesting forms of closeness and showing love to other person.

↘ He stopped after a short time on the sidelines, then he efficiently unfolded the armchairs, the fluffy blanket and prepared important stuff you need. At that point, he seemed to be even more tense than you, but luckily everything went smoothly and nicely.

*:･ﾟ✧*

The engine has been turned off, clothes taken off, and your boyfriend has put a condom on himself to protect the car from getting dirty, and secondly to keep the two of you safe. It was quite... an exciting moment, especially for you. After all, it was your first time. However, for Rosho, this whole situation also seemed incredibly intriguing. He had never heard of such an introduction to a sex life.

After quick preparation and use a lube on his penis, your partner asked you which position would be most comfortable for you. He definitely thought you would propose a missionary one, but what was his surprise when it turned out otherwise.

“... Maybe... from the back?” You smiled hesitantly and your lover just nodded. He was really surprised, but of course he wanted to fulfill your request as best as possible at the moment. So he put your body in a comfy position for both of you, and then smeared you with plenty of watery gel as well. A few drops fell on the blanket.

“Are you sure it’ll be okay?”

“Yes, I think so.” You giggled as you pinched the material between your all fingers. “Just do it. I’m ready, baby.”

Rosho nodded, then unhurriedly put his penis into you. When it reached the end, you let out some hot air from your mouth and then asked him to start moving. Red-eyed of course did what you asked and even leaned forward so he could kiss your neck and back. Your warm skin harmonizes perfectly with his soft lips.

“Are you okay, cupcake? Nothing hurts you?” At one point, Rosho had to really make sure not to cum at the mere sight of your body and your muscles clenching. “You’re so perfect.” He has never had a problem with premature ejaculation, but your presence was really enough to achieve full orgasm. “I love you.” In response to his question, you simply nodded, gripping the fabric tighter and tighter. Your boyfriend grasped your hips a little more firmly and then slightly accelerated his movements; however, it wasn’t chaotic or sloppy, quite the opposite. Rosho has tried to give you as much sexual satisfaction as possible while also being very, very gentle.

However, he promised you during your actual sex that he would take better care of you in the hotel room, and what you are doing now is just a taste of what awaits you in the future.

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hypnomicimagines · 3 years

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hi! can i please request headcanons of matenrou, gentaro, and rosho with a significant other who's sore to the point of not being able to walk (and a bit grumpy, as a result) in the morning after sex the night before?

Izanami Hifumi:

Hifumi can’t help but giggle at it initially, saying it was like a scene out of a corny romance novel where the awkward yet passionate lovemaking had continued on until the early hours of the morning leaving the couple exhausted. When you reminded him that’s exactly what had happened and why your body was in such a state he seemed even more proud, saying he was happy you enjoyed it. He offered to go another round but laughed it off when you glared at him, letting it be known you wouldn’t be allowing him to touch you for at least another three days. He would teasingly ask if you’d let up if he was gentler with you next time around, fingers stroking your thigh to show you just how talented (and capable of being soft) they were.

Jinguji Jakurai:

Jakurai is worried at first that he had done something wrong, hit a bad handle, hadn’t used enough lube; when you confided that it felt like he was using his full strength on you the night before he looked mortified. He had thought he was being careful but it seemed there were many things about last night that caused him to lose himself, the clearest memory being the way you grabbed desperately at his arms and begged him for more. Still, he has you on bedrest the entire day and monitors your symptoms throughout, hoping nothing had accidentally gotten torn. He had always been the gentle giant type so you had been stunned when he had such rough mannerisms, commenting that it was much like what you’d imagine sleeping with drunk Jakurai would be like (which caused further mortification on his part).

Kannonzaka Doppo:

Helping Doppo destress in any way possible was your favorite thing to do, it didn’t often come in the form of sex as he didn’t want to see it as just a way to work out his frustrations but some days it was all he could think about. He’s normally a bit wild but never too rough as he hated seeing bruises or marks on your skin that he had caused, always apologizing once he saw what he’d done. But there were times where he was too lost in his own thoughts to realize what he was doing, never going too far (to the point you’re really hurt) but pushing you past a few stamina limits until you’re both collapsed in bed together. You can already predict the soreness but you wanted to at least try to hide it from him so he didn’t feel guilty, finding that to be an impossible task when you rolled out of bed the next morning and were unable to walk. He was on his hands and knees begging for your forgiveness despite you not being entirely mad at him, just asking him to help around today.

Tsutsujimori Rosho:

Rosho had apologized the night before for being rough but seeing you in such a state the next morning caused another avalanche of apologies to tumble out of his mouth. It seemed he was more pent up than he thought and though he insisted he wasn’t normally rough, the passion had really led him by the hand the night before. You’re not interested in his excuses and Rosho does his best to make it up to you, making a convenience store run for your favorite snacks so you have something to cheer you up. He also takes on the house chores all by himself for a week to give you time to recover, something you didn’t think was necessary as it was at least a little exciting to see such a different side of him come out.

Yumeno Gentaro:

Gentaro sees the limp and has to hide the smirk on his face behind a book, knowing you would not appreciate him being smug so early in the morning. And yet he felt he had the right to be openly proud after all the rude things you had said to him, like calling him a pillow prince and assuming he would bend to your whims without a fight. He thought it was quite fun, even saying so despite your piercing glare as he brought you breakfast in bed, asking if you had learned your lesson about judging a book by it’s cover. He does at least show you some semblance of pity as he cares for you throughout the day, at one point managing to drag you into the night hot bathtub where you can soak and help your sore body.

#Izanami Hifumi #Jinguji Jakurai #Kannonzaka Doppo #Tsutsujimori Rosho #Yumeno Gentaro #Hypnosis Mic #Hypnosis Microphone #Hypnosis Mic Imagines #Hypnosis Microphone Imagines #Hypnosis Mic x Reader #Smut

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fluffypeachwriting · 4 years

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what about a mystery scenario for nsfw rosho? 👀

here you go! I hope you enjoy! (o´∀`o)

Rosho and his s/o sending spicy photos~

Don’t interact with this post if you’re under 18!

☆ Send in a character/pairing and ‘nsfw’ or ‘fluff’ for a mystery scenario!

It was early evening and Rosho was still at work. Usually you’d be frustrated, but he’d let you know he’d be home late beforehand. And that let you come up with the perfect plan. You hoped to dress up especially for him, in the adorable lingerie he loves. You thought it was a little too daring at first, but with Rosho showering you in compliments and kisses, who were you to turn him down? A simple black lacy getup, nothing too over the top but it seemed whenever he undressed you and found that waiting for him he lost all self-control. But you wanted to corner him. As you held the garment against yourself in the mirror, a cheeky smile crept up on your face.

The evening glow coming through the window provided the perfect lighting. Sunny rays warmed your exposed skin as you lay on the soft sheets, trying to find the perfect angles. Rosho loved you from every angle, so it’s not like he wouldn’t be impressed, but you wanted to pull out all the stops for him.

*click*

10 photos seemed like a good amount to choose from. After some indecision, you chose your favourite. As you hit send, without a caption, you imagined the look on his face as he would open his phone. There wasn’t much that could make him blush except for you, and thinking of him scanning the faculty room before he took a good look at the photo made you giggle. The idea of him quickly excusing himself to leave before he got visibly hard, with a red face was almost addicting. You didn’t even realise you’d been staring at the chat screen until ‘read’ appeared under the photo. A few minutes passed and you let out the breath you were holding in. The typing bubble on his side appeared and disappeared a few times. You were about to send another photo when a message popped up.

‘I really can’t resist you.’

Well this was new. Usually he just let you know he was on his way home. Before you could decipher his text, a photo of his own came through. A whispered “oh my god” escaped you.

He must have excused himself, but he was sitting on a closed toilet in a stall, leaning back with his work pants unzipped. You could see a very prominent bulge through his boxers, even with his free hand gripping it. His shirt was unbuttoned and tie loosened. He held his sleeveless sweater in his mouth, copying what you had done many times before. He must be feeling hot under the collar. The photo cut off just above his lips but his cheeks were red, just as you expected. And you swore you could see a wet spot on the top of his bulge. The angle could be more flattering, but it was sweet that he tried. It was strangely heart-warming.

You’d never got this far and you had no idea how to respond. But you didn’t want him to wait long, so you typed out the first thing that came to mind.

‘Are you sure you don’t want to come home?’

Immediate response.

‘I don’t know if I can go outside looking like this.’

He was right. But he looked so tempting. If only you could click your fingers and have him appear right here. Another message.

‘I can’t believe I’m doing something so humiliating here.’

It didn’t take long to figure out what he was doing. So you decided to help him, with the assistance with one of the more spicy photos you’d taken, with you ever so slightly tugging on the waistband of the panties that barely covered much skin.

‘I hope this helps, honey.’

He loves it when you call him cute pet names.

More silence. Then…

‘You had better be wearing that when I get home.’

That was your plan from the start. But when the next photo came in you weren’t sure if you could hold yourself back.

‘Are you proud of what you’ve done?’

Cum dribbled down his rock hard erection and onto his hand as he lazily kept it in place for you to see. You were proud. And aroused. You had to wriggle in place to get some friction, even though you knew Rosho was eager to please you when he got home.

‘Yes. And I’m waiting.’

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #rosho tsutsujimori #rosho x reader #smut #doitsutare honpo #reader insert #imagine #mystery prompts

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hypmic-writings · 3 years

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Dotsuitare Hompo reacting to their S/O asking them to "step on them".

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Pairing: Sasara Nurude x reader; Rosho Tsutsujimori x reader; Rei Amayado x reader

Genre: Comedic/Suggestive/NSFW

Warnings: None

A/N: This one was funny, but it’s kind of suggestive so I just threw it under the cut. It’s not really smut, just references to sexual themes. This was a good division to do it with since I feel like they would all have completely different reactions haha hope you enjoy~

NSFW UNDER THE CUT; 18+ ONLY - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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Sasara Nurude

“Stop joking around and step on me already.”

as soon as the words are out of your mouth, you sigh and wish you hadn’t said them

Sasara is grinning a Cheshire smile and moseying up to you with an evil glint in his eye

“Oh? You want me to be in charge? I didn’t know you were such a masochist, Y/N.”

he says the words with a playful tone, but he reaches out and wraps an arm around your waist, placing his hand on the small of your back and tugging you towards him

and his grip is tight as he presses you against his body, making you shiver as he looks at you with an intense, dark gaze

and you can only stare at him with wide, nervous eyes as he trails his free hand up and down your arm

“Why don’t you tell me more about what you want me to do to you,” he says with a chuckle

and when you don’t respond after a few moments, Sasara breaks into laughter, letting you go and stepping back

saying that he was only kidding and that he was just joking around with you like he always does

when you tell him that you weren’t joking, he’ll pause for a moment and turn towards you, studying you intently

because it’s pretty common for the two of you to joke and tease each other, but he can see the glint in your own eyes now and he knows that you’re not joking anymore

“Wait...you really want me to step on you?”

he’s honestly not above it, and would be willing to dominate you if you asked for it

he’d definitely clarify what you want though, and make sure everything is consensual

and Sasara definitely has a bit of a sadistic streak, enjoying watching you become embarrassed or teasing you

so if you’re being serious, you might just find him stepping on you later that evening

Rosho Tsutsujimori

“Rosho, please step on me.”

Rosho is confused and just stands there staring at you for a few moments, trying to understand what you just asked

he had just been trying on some new suits for his class’s upcoming graduation when he took off his shirt to try on a new undershirt

he was about to slip on a new one when you had stopped him, looking him up and down and licking your lips before asking him to step on you

“Y/N, why would I step on you? Wouldn’t that hurt you?”

when you grin and tell him that you don’t care and that he can hurt you all he wants as long as he leaves his shirt off, Rosho goes as red as a tomato

he asks you to explain what you’re trying to say and you can’t help but laugh and give him a kiss

you tell him that it’s just a saying that means you think he’s incredibly attractive and that he could pretty much do anything to you and you would thank him

adding that you’re just being playful and that you know he won’t actually hurt you

as you explain, Rosho thanks you and sheepishly rubs his neck, silently thanking himself for remembering to work out consistently for the past few weeks

at first he thinks you’re just teasing him by using slang that he doesn’t understand, and he’s kind of right

but when you tell him that you want him to step on you and mess you up in the best way, Rosho has to control himself

because he doesn’t usually do those kinds of things in the bedroom, preferring to make love to you than to do anything too...intense

but now you’ve put the idea in his mind and he can’t get it out

all he sees is you underneath him, crying out and squirming as he doms the hell out of you

and he has to remind himself to breathe before pulling on your arm and dragging you into the bedroom

“You want me to step on you? I’ll do it and so much more, baby.”

Rei Amayado

“Damn...please step on me, babe.”

the words leave your lips when you watch Rei take off his shirt to inspect a bruise he got from fighting someone

his first reaction is to glance up at you with raised eyebrows, wondering if he heard you correctly

once he sees you looking him up and down, he smirks and tilts his head before spreading his legs and patting his lap

his gaze is intense and he’s eyeing you with amusement

“Why don’t you come over here and I’ll give you whatever you want, baby.”

you waste no time in hopping over and sitting on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck while his free arm wraps around your waist to steady you

you take the chance to kiss him before pulling away and inspecting the bruise, telling him that he needs to be more careful otherwise he’s going to keep hurting himself

he growls in your ear and kisses your neck, telling you that you’re the one that needs to be careful because you look too good

and if you keep enticing him, he’s not going to be able to control himself if you keep looking like that

which only makes you laugh and rise to the challenge, telling him that maybe that’s exactly what you want

“You really want me to step on you?”

you tell him that it’s a figure of speech that just means you think he’s so irresistible that he could do whatever he wants with you

after you say that, there’s a slight pause and seeing the glint in Rei’s eyes you immediately know that you messed up

at your words, Rei smirks and sighs, shaking his head as he stands up, easily lifting you in his arms as you squeak in surprise

you try to take back what you said, but you know it’s already too late

“Just know, that if I step on you...it’s because you asked me to.”

you can only smile nervously in return as he whisks you away to the bedroom

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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moedango · 3 years

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: ヒプノシスマイク | Hypnosis Mic (Albums) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aohitsugi Samatoki/Yamada Ichiro, Amemura Ramuda/Jinguji Jakurai, Izanami Hifumi/Kannonzaka Doppo, Arisugawa Dice/Yumeno Gentaro, Busujima Mason Rio/Iruma Jyuto, Nurude Sasara/Tsutsujimori Rosho, Yamada Jiro & Yamada Saburo, Yamada Ichiro & Yamada Jiro & Yamada Saburo, Aohitsugi Samatoki & Busujima Mason Rio & Iruma Jyuto, Amemura Ramuda & Arisugawa Dice & Yumeno Gentaro, Izanami Hifumi & Jinguji Jakurai & Kannonzaka Doppo, Aimono Jyushi & Amaguni Hitoya & Harai Kuko, Amayado Rei & Nurude Sasara & Tsutsujimori Rosho, Harai Kuko & Yamada Ichiro, Arisugawa Dice & Tohoten Otome, Kadenokoji Ichijiku & Tohoten Otome, Aohitsugi Nemu & Kadenokoji Ichijiku Characters: Yamada Ichiro, Yamada Jiro (Hypnosis Mic), Yamada Saburo, Aohitsugi Samatoki, Iruma Jyuto, Busujima Mason Rio, Amemura Ramuda, Yumeno Gentaro, Arisugawa Dice, Jinguji Jakurai, Izanami Hifumi, Kannonzaka Doppo, Harai Kuko, Aimono Jyushi, Amaguni Hitoya, Nurude Sasara, Tsutsujimori Rosho, Amayado Rei, Tohoten Otome, Kadenokoji Ichijiku, Aohitsugi Nemu, Kannabi Yotsutsuji, Doan Kazusato, Yumeno Gentaro's Brother, Harai Shakku Additional Tags: Omega Yamada Ichiro, Alpha Yamada Jiro, Alpha Yamada Saburo, Alpha Aouhitsugi Samatoki, Alpha Iruma Jyuto, Alpha Busujima Mason Rio, Omega Amemura Ramuda, Omega Yumeno Gentaro, Alpha Arisugawa Dice, Alpha Jinguji Jakurai, Alpha Izanami Hifumi, Beta Kannonzaka Doppo, Alpha Harai Kuko, Alpha Aimono Jyushi, Beta Amaguni Hitoya, Alpha Nurude Sasara, Beta Tsutsujimori Rosho, Alpha Amayado Rei, Alpha Tohoten Otome, Alpha Kadenokoji Ichijiku, Alpha Aohitsugi Nemu, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Mpreg, Eventual Smut, Fluff and Angst, Family Drama, Family Feels, Angst and Feels, Hurt/Comfort, How Do I Tag, Original Character(s), Parent-Child Relationship Summary:

Daffodils means as uncertainty, chivalry, respect or unrequited love, return my affection and a new beginning. . . After an incident, Ichiro found out about something that will change his life and future altogether. How will he cope? How will his siblings react? How will they face the future ahead? How will this changed the future?

#hypmic #samaichi #jakuramu #hifudo #riojyu #sasaro #gendice

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mera-k1 · 2 months

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found your blog today and i’m in love with everything you write!!! i’m curious, can we get everyone’s (in hypmic) favorite sex position? hope this isn’t too much ;;

hihi, nonnie!! since there's so many of em, i just did a quick list for you. just send in another ask if you want me to explain any~

Fav Positions

Hypmic x gn!reader

-smut

-ichiro.. i see him as very soft and basic. i'd say his favorite is missionary.

-samatoki def enjoys wall sex, i'm not sure what to even call that position tbh.. cause it's not a full nelson/half nelson i don't think. but yeah, fucking you against the wall is his favorite.

-jyuto is a tough one. i can see him enjoying handcuffing you to the bed and fucking you in missionary.

-to me, rio is such a big, soft guy! lotus position for him.

-sub!ramuda def, just destroy him doggy style honestly.

-gentaro strikes me as the lazy type in bed. cowgirl or reverse cowgirl, no preference between the two.

-for dice.. def 69.

-jakurai loves anything intimate. i don't think he has a favorite so long as he can simply make love to you.

-hifumi's tricky too.. on one hand he wants to make you feel special and pleasure you so he'd enjoy giving you oral but on the other hand he also likes to be ridden so those would have to be his favorites.

-sleepy morning sex with doppo because he needs a break. just ride him in the morning, he loves it more than he lets on.

-sasara haunts me with the fact i struggle to write him.. probably.. basic missionary...

-rosho is similar to jakurai, he enjoys any positions where he can be close and just simply make love to you. whatever makes you feel happy.

-rei hmm.. mating press.

-kuko's is always down to try any position you want so i'd say he has no preference.

-gotta say lotus position for jyushi.

-hitoya is just real basic. missionary or ride him, those are his favorites.

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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Thoughts about random Hypmic characters going down to theirs fem s/o pt 2

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

oral (femreader receiving), teasing, begging, mention of fingering (in Ramuda's part)

Hifumi, Rosho, Ramuda

Hifumi:

-It's actually depends on his mood

-If it's our normal Hifumi, than he's absolutely lost

-Relationships with you definitely help him in fight with his phobia of women, but still.. As soon as he see your pussy start blushing like hell, mumbling and giggling nervously

-Slow and sloppy, you can feel as his tongue trembling in your folds, probably back away a little as soon as he hears your first moans, so ashamed

-Poor guy doesn't know where clit is, please guide him

-If you try to grab his hair he will squeak a little. He's not blaming you, it's just a little bit uncomfortable for him

-When you will finally cum, moaning his name, he will not get more confident, exactly opposite - more blush on his already hot cheeks as he can't stop admiring your pleasured face and in the same time wants to look away, to ashamed and nervous

-Will try to touch himself while gently sucking you clit but will quickly lost control and start whining, feeling as his pants slowly starting to get more wet with his precum

-Please play with his dick as soon as you will be pleased, he just can resist this urge anymore, crying and begging

-No matter how - with just masturbation or you will get down to him too, but not sex, at least not right after, cause he's too embarrassed now

-Well, but if it's his host mode, than he will be more playful

-Still inexperienced but he's not that shy about this, asking you, his little kitten, to teach him how to please you

-Will look you right in the eyes while doing that, don't afraid to try something himself, licking faster or sucking harder, not just following your lead

-Yes he's still try to tease you and dominant a little even if it's literally his first time going down to someone

-Will definitely be ready for sex right after, pinning you to the bed with his charming little smile, asking if you're ready

Rosho:

-Poor guy

-He's not a virgin but he's so so bad at this, probably never do that before

-Don't know where clit is №2

-Will try so hard, even maybe too hard, just because he's really nervous

-Hot fast licks as he tries to be as passionate as he can, gasping and moan loudly with half closed eyes

-No matter how much he tries to calm himself down, view of your wet folds right in front of him makes him lose his mind

-Whimper right into your pussy, licking all juices, the flavor is just so addicting he can't stop trembling, getting more sloppy and greedy with every second

-Don't touch himself, but will hold your hand, just to calm down a little. Also, it's makes moment even more intimate in his opinion

-Praise him, but not too much or he will be embarrassed again. Just a little to make him more confident

-Will listen to your moans carefully and try to remember all you weak spots, so to the end of session he will be much better and skilled

-Still ashamed and nervous but definitely know where he should lick more and faster or when he need to suck you again just to listen your trembling moans again

-Would be so excited when you cum - even if he tries to hide it, he just so happy he was able to bring you on this level of pleasure

-Don't mind few rounds just to get used to this feeling and to make you even more satisfied

Ramuda:

-You will be surprised how good he's in this

-(all this meets with onesan wasn't for nothing)

-Will tease you so much, he just loves to see you beg and whine, trembling under him

-Even if it's your first time receiving oral, he can't stop himself from teasing

-He really controlling and dominant, but still keeps his sweet cheerful behavior, acting like he didn't just torture you with his mouth while scolding you for squirm your hips too much

-His tongue is really skilled, will bring you on edge, but when you start to arch your back, feeling a wave of pleasure he will immediately stop just to see you crying and whimpering, absolutely frustrated

-Will look at you with smirk - his real smirk, not typical soft smile, waiting for your begs

-It's almost feel humiliating, plead him like this, but he will reward you with multiple orgasms, makes you feel so good, like no one ever did

-Even if you two just want to play a little, without any sex, he will make sure you won't be able to walk tomorrow, after his tongue and fingers

-Would like to see you go down to him too now, but don't think that if he's short and skinny he would be really sensitive and you will be able to pay back for all his tease

-Will control you here too

#hifumi izanami #hifumi x reader #hypmic hifumi #hifumi smut #rosho tsutsujimori #hypmic rosho #Rosho x reader #Rosho smut #ramuda amemura #ramuda x reader #hypmic ramuda #ramuda smut #hypmic x reader #hypmic smut #hypmic imagines #hypmic

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guiraguira · 11 months

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Hello this is quite literally my first time requesting anything on tumblr but i got so excited to see an alive hypmic blog that i had to. Can i request a scenario where rosho and gn s/o are making out and it’s leading to something more but they get walked in on and interrupted by sasara and/or rei sorry for being so specific i feel creepy LMAO

That dark room!🔥

Hello! Don't worry my cute anon❤️, I started this Tumblr after being anon for a long time. I trust that the second season will bring new people and some more blogs maybe 😂 (Tempted to say I'm happy it's your first time but it was going to look weird 💀)

Don't worry about being too specific. Rosho is a very shy guy from my point of view, but I'm sure he enjoys hiding to share a make-out session ;)

Warnings: Mmm… Maybe a little NSFW, kissing in the dark hand touching more than it should.

Rosho x fem reader!

° They move cautiously walking hand in hand through the dark corridors, looking for that room that they already know so well. They have at least half an hour before the rap battle against this new and virtually unknown group begins. Closing the door behind you, you approach him almost gropingly, the light is very dim and it's hard for you to get used to it before you can distinguish him well.

° It was already almost a tradition to hide in this place to share a couple of kisses before the competitions, at first it was to make fun of Rosho's nervousness and give him a bit of confidence for his stage fright, but he quickly got used to this and expected looking forward to this moment

° You search his face with your hands, going up his torso pulling slightly on his necklace on your way. Laughing he places a hand on your cheek rubbing his thumb on your lips and you shamelessly lick it off. A startled noise escapes his mouth before they finally start kissing softly.

° Pulling him towards you, you hold onto him by his neck, lightly touching the skin of his back. Gradually his lips gained confidence, demanding that yours respond with the same intensity and you are not far behind. You catch his lower lip between yours pulling him back, leaving a small bite, barely letting him recover when you come back to attack using your tongue as well. You can hear him laugh into your mouth, almost giving you a warning.

° They continue kissing in a disorderly way, panting rudely. Taking advantage of the darkness as an excuse, he becomes more daring than usual. His tongue wraps around yours in such an exquisite way that it makes you moan deeply. "Rosho!...You know that you should be careful...don't you?" Pulling back for air, you feel his hot breath hitting your face, his chest rising and falling heavily with each breath.

° He not even he answers you, taking off his glasses that were crooked in his place, he leaves them on the first piece of furniture he reaches. His hands that had been so patiently on either side of your face move down to your hips, touching your bare skin and squeezing trying to convince you.

° "Are you afraid?..." That was the last thing you expected her to say, pulling her neck you kiss her tracing a line of kisses up to her ear, biting her lobe. He holds her breath, pausing the movement of her hands as well. Without giving him time to recover, you leave a bite just below his throat, feeling how his heart beats agitated. Instead of cowering like he used to, he surprises you by backing you against a piece of furniture, forcing you to sit on it. Before attacking your lips again.

° This time his hands are less respectful, lifting your blouse and pinching your breasts, touching them with need. You arch your back in surprise but enjoying the contact, his fingers moving with the same enthusiasm as his lips. Taking everything further you open your legs to trap him between them, crossing them behind him, smacking his crotch with yours in the process.

° A moan comes from him and you quickly understand why, his member is sensitive given his growing erection that you can feel through his clothes. You debate for a second whether to continue, you give a second push with your hips and his respond almost instinctively hitting you at the same time.

° You are impatient, the heat that his body produces against yours is taking all your reasoning and the fact that he is behaving so lasciviously does not help either. He, who is usually the one who stops your games, is completely lost in the pursuit of pleasure, takes a third thrust in just the right place and you can no longer control yourself, your center is also starting to ask for some attention.

° Touching his abdomen, you grab his belt pressing hard against his member. You feel how her breathing is altered while you untie the buckle of her garment, her hands on your breasts also hesitate, but her mouth continues attached to yours without stopping its ferocious rhythm, they feel that faint traces of saliva escape from their union and that's excites like never before.

° When you manage to release his belt, the room lights up completely blinding them for an instant, they automatically stop kissing due to the interruption. "Yeah, I saw him go by... Ah!" Sasara holding the door wide open stares at them until he fully understands what's going on. Rosho adjusts your blouse at full speed and hides his head in the crook of your neck, hugging you. Lust leaves them in a second.

° "Get out of here you damn idiot" taking off a shoe you throw it at him with the idea of hitting him. He closes the door before I get to him and the room is dark again. "I found them! They're here but you're not going to want to know what they were doing" the voice grows more and more distant and then Rei's laughter echoes shrilly in the hallway.

° "Sorry, I didn't think they were going to find us" she speaks against your neck, with a tone that shows shyness. Your legs are still firmly on his hip, and even though you refuse to let him go so easily, you know there's no way he wants to continue. "You don't even have to apologize, that idiot did it on purpose" you caress his back waiting for him to show his face again.

° Giving a small squeal of frustration, he puts his glasses back on and helps you to arrange your clothes while you do the same for him. When they think they are presentable enough to go out Rosho stops in front of the closed door "Y/o… no…. I don't think I can go out yet."

°Believing that he says it because he still wants to continue, you are about to kiss him madly like he did a moment ago, but it is evident that it is not so, he is really just ashamed of what happened. You would make sure to make Sasara pay for interrupting at the right time, he will not get away with this crime.

#hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic x reader #hypmic #hypmic imagines #hypmic headcanons #hypnosis mic x reader #dotsuitare hompo #rosho x reader #hypmic rosho #rosho tsutsujimori #hypmic smut

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