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#shinichiro x y/n
slttygeto · 8 months
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WHISPERED PROMISES—S. SHINICHIRO
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જ⁀➴ synopsis: you meet shinichiro one day when he’s working in his shop. you’re sweet, nice and there’s an obvious tension between you two. you feel like a teenager with the way he’s making you nervous, but you accept to go on a date with him. things only get better from there.
જ⁀➴ content warning: so much fluff i almost cried, fem!reader, you and shin have the biggest crush on each other, he’s so sweet and respectful, eventual smut, mentions of a breeding kink, protected sex, fingering, oral (fem! receiving), pussy whipped shinichiro, dirty talk, lots of kisses, shin has a big dick<3 
જ⁀➴word count: 7,9k (lord have mercy)
જ⁀➴note: a great thank you to @mztoman  for commissioning me again!! I got so carried with this fic, the plot was just so good!! 
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Working on weekends was Shinichiro’s least favorite thing about his job. He tried his best to make it a good experience, he really did, but he was tired from a long week of working eight hours a day (and sometimes more when there was an emergency). And so, small things got on his nerves.
His lunchbox wouldn’t open, he forgot to pack chopsticks with him, he forgot to put water in his mini-fridge, the air conditioner was barely working—good lord, he was getting so annoyed.
Ring!
Oh great, a customer visiting when he was at his wits ends. Shinichiro stands up from his crouching position next to the bike he was working on. He grabs the rug that was attached to his pants and wipes his hands. He was expecting the usual type of customers; rude, stubborn, the know-it-all who tried to explain to him his own job and how it’s done. All in all, unlikeable.
Though, he is pleasantly surprised when he finds a girl standing at the door, looking around his shop with heart eyes. You looked so lost in your thoughts, your hands gripping your hand bag so tightly (from nervousness? Shinichiro wasn’t sure). Your stance was polite, and you looked in awe at his work. Maybe working today wasn’t such a bad idea if his first customer of the day is someone like you.
He brushes off the thoughts, telling himself that you looked young—no, way too young for someone like him. Plus, he wasn’t exactly the luckiest with girls. He’s had his fair share of hookups, tried to be in relationships, but things just never worked out for him.
He rolls his shoulders as he approaches you, greeting you with a wave. He was tall, had a smile that had you feeling a little dizzy—good god, this man was attractive. Whether it be the way he carried himself, or how he wiped the dirt off his hands, you could tell that he was hardworking and truly loved his job.
“Hi, welcome to our shop.” He really hoped that his voice wouldn’t crack and embarrass him. Technically, it was his shop and he was proud of it. It wasn’t exactly the fanciest out there, but it was his pride and joy. The display of the many bikes that he owned always caught people’s attention outside and left him grinning from ear to ear.
“Hello, thank you, I didn’t think anyone was here,” you were nervous, he could tell by watching you relax and clench your hands more than once.
“Well, someone has to be here,” he jokes and for a second, he can tell you were glad that he did. His playful remark somehow made you relax, and you let out a slightly less nervous giggle (which sounded so fucking adorable).
“You’re right, my bad.” You start looking around the shop again, and the man thinks it’s time to try to get to know you a little better. How can he do that without appearing to be invading your personal space? Should he immediately ask for your name? No, that’s too bold. Maybe…Maybe taking the professional approach will work.
“Can I see your driver’s license?” Very subtle.
You don’t hesitate as you pull it out and hand it to the tall man, and you watch as his eyes scan it for a good five seconds before humming in approval.
You were indeed younger, but only four years younger than him, really fucking attractive. He thought that there is no way you were single, but then again there was no ring on your finger—should he just ask you if you were in a relationship? Nu-uh, too soon.
“Alright, and how can I help you?”
“I am here to fix my friend’s bike for her birthday,”
“Oh you have a biker friend? So you know a little about them?”
“Only the basics, I’m more of an avid fan of the races rather than a participator.” You let out a chuckle, rubbing the back of your neck. You weren’t lying, you did enjoy watching more than riding them. But only because you tried before and failed miserably, and you weren’t going to include such embarrassing detail to a handsome stranger.
“Okay, what does she need help with exactly?”
You go into detail of what had happened, and how your friend had stopped riding her motorcycle just because she was too busy saving up money for something else. And with her birthday coming up, you thought you could sneakily get a family member of hers to bring the bike to this particular shop and get it fixed right on time. Shinichiro agrees to help you, and you both settle on the price rather quickly. Now you no longer had a reason to be in the shop, but you didn’t exactly want to leave either.
“You’re not busy?”
“Not at all,” you look at the display of the many fancy motorcycles he owned, letting out a “wow” at how shiny and pretty they looked. He took good care of them.
“My name is Shinichiro, by the way.” He takes his hand out to shake yours and you accept it immediately. You try not to blush at how rough his hand felt, evidence of true hard work. Could he get any more attractive?
“Nice to meet you, Shinichiro,” you grin at the man, and feel him squeeze your hand tightly before relaxing. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but hesitated and thought ‘nevermind’. But the longer you stayed in his shop, the more obvious it was to the man that if you left the shop without his number, he would be the one to call himself a loser. No need for Benkei and Wakasa to do that for him.
“So, uh…” His lips part, his hand comes to the back of his neck and your heart picks up its pace. You could see that the tips of his ears were turning red, and his hand hadn’t let go of yours. “This is a little unprofessional of me…” He mumbles to himself. He sighs and you chuckle and at the dilemma he seems to be in, but that sound alone seems to encourage him to speak more. He wants to hear you laugh again, you seemed very comfortable with what was happening.
“Would you like to go out sometime? I’d like to know you better, you seem like a really nice girl and—“
“Absolutely.” You don’t let him go on with his little ramble, only flash him a nervous grin. The apples of your cheeks were as red as his, and it truly felt like two teenagers confessing to one another. You loved a man that made you feel like this.
“Oh?” He grins back, and his hand slides down from his nape to the back pocket of his jeans. “Great, when are you available?”
“Tomorrow, my place.” Shinichiro almost chokes on his saliva at your words. Your place? It was too early for that, not that he minded—but he wanted to be a gentleman, wait at least a few dates before even trying to get in bed with you—
Sensing that he was malfunctioning, your other hand slides on top of the hand that was holding yours and you squeeze it in reassurance.
“You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable. I just thought going to a restaurant would be a waste of money—and personally, I love cooking. We can just watch a movie and hang out?” You felt like such a breath of fresh air. Somehow, feeling your skin against his made him immediately relax.
It’s not the idea of coming to your place that scared him, he just always thought you only do that after a while of dating. But here you were, suggesting that an indoor date would be better and cheaper than at a restaurant. Plus, he felt like he could get to know you better if you’re sitting on the couch together alone rather than in a place filled with people.
“I love the idea. So, tomorrow?”
“8PM, how does that sound?”
“Perfect.”
--
After exchanging phone numbers, you and Shinichiro practically texted almost all night. You talked about everything and nothing, almost forgetting to send him your location. Turns out, you didn’t really live that far away from his own place, nearly less than a five minute walk.
He was really nervous. He didn’t tell anyone about the date, made up some bullshit of a lie that he was going out for a few hours and his friends were already eyeing him weird. He simply wanted to take his time with you. Your chemistry seemed promising even though you’ve known each other for less than a day.
He didn’t want to get his hopes up, and if you were going to choose not to go out on a date with him again, he could at least keep it a secret to himself.
Since you were the one cooking tonight, Shinichiro thought it would be rude if he didn’t bring anything with him. So he got a bouquet, brought board games with him and some drinks just in case. He felt stupid for not having asked you beforehand what kind of drinks you liked, but he was almost at your place. No time for regrets.
You had also told him to dress comfortably. You were going to chill in your living room for a while, and you wanted your date to feel as natural as possible. So here he was, dressed in a white hoodie and some grey sweatpants, his hair was still slightly wet from the quick shower he took after getting off work, and he hoped that he wouldn’t catch a cold.
Arriving at your doorstep, the man was more than sure that this was your place. You had a cute doormat with the word ‘WELCOME’ written in bold, along with two huge plants on either side of it. If your doorstep felt this cozy, he could only imagine what the inside looks like.
Knock, knock, knock.
He waits approximately three seconds before he hears the sound of you running barefoot to the doorstep, a muffled “I’m coming!” accompanied with it. You handle a few locks before opening the door, greeting him with the cutest smile he’s ever seen. He doesn’t have time to look at your outfit or tell you how nice you look before you were wrapping your arms around him. You don’t squeeze too tight, but Shinichiro feels you flinch and pull away.
“Oh, sorry! I got too excited—“ you’re blushing—fuck, you’re blushing and he’s getting butterflies in his stomach like a teenager. Shinichiro has been on enough dates to know the difference between feeling nervous and having an absolute crush on his date—it was the latter with you.
“It’s okay, I like hugs,” he places the bag full of goods on the floor and pulls you in another hug, his hand caressing your back gently. He hopes you can’t hear how loud his heart is beating, because then he would be fucked.
“You smell really good,” you mumble against his chest and you feel him hum. He leans down and you can feel his nose on top of your head—this was too intimate for a first date, but neither of you minded.
“You smell like roses,” he lets you pull away from the hug, grinning from ear to ear that his words were getting you to blush this hard.
“Thank you.” So shy, so sweet--
I swear if this doesn’t work out, I’ll never date again.
“Oh how rude of me, please come on in!” You lead him all the way inside, and Shinichiro can finally take a look at your outfit. You were wearing the cutest dress that reached right above your knees, along with a pair of fuzzy socks. You looked so comfortable and adorable, he couldn’t help the smile on his lips.
“Quite the cute outfit,” his tone is playful, it makes you pause what you were doing in the kitchen to give him a playful glare yourself.
“Yeah, yeah, I told you I wanted us to feel comfortable. It’s bad enough that my heart is about to explode,” so it wasn’t just him feeling nervous, cool.
“You’re also nervous?”
“Also?” now it’s your turn to sound playful and the man laughs at your antics. He takes a seat on your couch, and waits for you to join him. He looks around your apartment, and takes in how well thought everything seemed to be. From the candles sitting by the tiny coffee table, to the polaroids hanging on the wall—your place felt like a perfect representation of how you were as a person and as a friend; comforting and sweet.
“You got me my favorite drink!” Your excited voice pulls him out of his thoughts. He stares at you and the way your eyes seem to light up at a simple drink. He picked out the flavor very randomly, his thought process was ‘I hope she likes this’ and turns out, you did.
Lucky him. Everything he seemed to do or pick for you aligned perfectly with your preferences. Though, he couldn’t deny that he was eager to learn more about you; what you did for a living, what your favorite pet was, your sleeping schedule, your favorite place to eat—he needed to stop.
You approached the TV and grabbed your remote control before turning around to face him.
“Food is almost ready, wanna watch something in the mean time?” Shinichiro nods and you quickly take a seat next to him on the couch.
“So, what kind of shows are you into?”
The next half hour passes by rather quickly, and you end up not watching anything as you both chat on the couch. He helps you check in on the food when you gasp in horror, thinking that it got burned—but thank god, it didn’t. You talk about your childhood, what you did for a living and how things were going for you. If you had any friends living nearby, where you grew up. You appreciated how attentive the dark haired male sitting on your kitchen stool was, your heart skipped a beat every time he flashed you an adorable grin. You were absolutely doomed.
“How about you though, any friends or family living around you?” You ask as you start serving the pasta on the plates he helped setting on the table. He hums in response, but you think it was directed towards the food and how delicious it looked.
“I have two siblings, a brother and a sister.”
“Younger?”
“Yeah, how did you know?” he quirks an eyebrow at you and you shrug your shoulders.
“You give off oldest brother vibes,”
“In a good way I hope,” he teases, waiting for you to take a seat facing him.
“An amazing way, you seem very caring and selfless.” You light up the candle sitting in the middle of the table, and Shinichiro tries his best not to stare for too long when you stand up to do it. You were leaning down, the light coming from the candle made you look ten times prettier tonight.
Well, fuck me.
You catch him staring at you, the taller guy almost cooing at how you seemed to blush at his attention. A shy ‘what?’ leaves your lips and Shinichiro shakes his head in response.
“Just—you look so pretty,” he was being honest. He wasn’t trying to scare you away or seem creepy, Shinichiro was just an honest man.
“Oh please—have you seen yourself? You’re so handsome, it should be illegal!”
“Not gonna lie, I am handsome,” you stare at him in disbelief, before breaking into a laugh.
“What? My parents were very beautiful people,”
“Oh, I’m not saying otherwise. It just caught me off guard,” you giggled, grabbing your fork to eat your spaghetti.
“Plus, I look like my mom. It’s my biggest flex,” you notice how he smiles when he mentions his mom, and realize that he used the past tense when referring to his parents. Should you ask him about them or not?
“Were they nice people?” you were thankful that he caught on who you were referring to, and gave you a nod.
“The best.”
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Dinner went on very smoothly with you two chatting here and there. There seemed to be no hole in your conversations, and when it suddenly got quiet, you’d immediately fill it with a new topic. Talking to him was just so fun.
He helps you clean the dishes (despite you saying he doesn’t have to) and you learn from standing next to him without your shoes on that he was a rather tall man. His stature was incredibly attractive even with a hoodie on, and he seemed to love dancing while washing the dishes.
“Oh did I tell you I have a niece?” you gasp at the revelation, almost dropping the board game he brought with him.
“You do? Show me!” he immediately whips out his phone and shows you the folder he has dedicated to pictures of him and his niece. He has approximately 500 pictures of her and she’s the sweetest girl ever.
She looks exactly like him, you almost think that he’s lying to you about being her uncle. You can definitely tell that she got her blond hair from her mom (you passed by a few pictures of the little girl with her parents), but she definitely looked like uncle’s favorite girl.
He tells you about her, how she brought some joy to his life a year ago when she was born. You listen to him and admire how his eyes are full of love when speaking of her—this man was the greenest flag you’ve ever met.
“I’d love for you to meet her, y’know if we see each other again,” he hesitates as he says the last sentence, but your hand is immediately wrapped around his arm before you squeeze it reassuringly.
“I would love to meet her,” even if you didn’t explicitly say it, you were hinting that you were looking forward to your next date together. Lucky Shinichiro.
The rest of the night is filled with laughter as you try all the board games he brought with him. Even when you got bored and decided to do something else, the man was down for whatever as long as it meant making you smile and giggle until your stomach was hurting. He loved how you seemed to encourage him whenever he doubted himself, he also noticed that your hand would always land on his back in reassurance when he lost (mostly to tease him, but you still loved feeling his muscular back through the fabric of his hoodie).
It was around 11:30PM when Shin finally decided it was time to head back home, and he had to fight the urge to kiss your lips when you sulked at the realization that it was time for him to leave.
“Man, that was too fast,” you complain as you both walk towards the door, and he chuckles at how whiny you suddenly got.
“Hey, it’s not like we won’t see each other again, yeah?” his hand landed on your back to reassure you the same way you did when he lost, and he noticed how you seemed to melt at his touch.
“Yeah,” you reply in a small voice, shy and suddenly too aware of your loud heartbeat.
Was he going to give you a hug? Kiss you? You were honestly hoping for a kiss, maybe a quick peck?
You were thinking too much.
“Thank you for tonight, I really had so much fun with you,” his hand rested at your shoulder, and you almost melted when he squeezed it. His hand was big and warm, you couldn’t stop thinking of how nice it would feel if you held it, kissed the skin or maybe traced the scars on it.
“I had so much fun too,” you reply, your hand instinctively wrapping itself around his wrist. Your thumb caresses the skin there, and while your heart was telling you that this was the right thing to do, your brain was scolding you for being so forward.
Shinichiro could swear that his heart was about to come out of his throat when your hand wrapped around his wrist. Your warm touch and caring nature had the man feeling dizzy, blushing once again like he’s never felt a woman’s touch before.
“Goodnight,” he pulls you towards him to hug you, grabbing both your arms to wrap them around his waist. This doesn’t necessarily catch you off guard since your brain had been screaming at you to wait for him to do something.
“Goodnight Shinichiro,” your head rests on his chest, a smile adorning your lips. You pull away from the hug a few seconds later, and wait for him to put on his shoes before opening the door for him.
“Text me when you get home,” you say in a low voice, trying not to disturb the neighbors and he nods.
“I will, bye!”
“Bye!” you wave at him, watching his back as he slowly walks away from your apartment. You close the door and stand there for a moment, trying to recollect your thoughts. This was by far one of the best first dates you’ve been on. Not only was Shinichiro such a sweetheart, but you had so much fun with him. You felt like you could hang out with him forever, you couldn’t wait for your next date together—fuck, perhaps you were rushing things? Maybe he wanted to wait a couple of days before calling you again, or maybe he won’t call you at all—
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Your heart stills at the sound, you almost grab your phone to call the police. But something tells you to open the door anyway, and when you do, two warm hands are grabbing your face and pulling you out of your apartment.
Shinichiro?
“What are you—“
“I wanna kiss you—can I kiss you?” he looks out of breath and his cheeks are pink. You’re not sure if it’s because of the fact that he ran, or if he was flustered. But either way, your cheeks are the same color as his when you hear his request.
“Kiss me, please.”
That was all what he needed to hear before pressing his lips against yours. His lips are warm and soft, and he kisses you so passionately that you can feel your head spinning. Your hands are balled up in fists, tightly holding onto the fabric of his hoodie to keep him closer to you. Shinichiro’s bigger frame is obvious when he kisses you, his entire form leans over you and it makes you blush even more.
Your lips move together for a few more moments before you’re both pulling away, the taller male still pressing kisses all over your face before pecking you on the lips one last time.
“Goodnight,” he says one last time, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips before walking away from your apartment.
You close the door once again, and for a moment you feel like a main character in a romance drama. You lean your weight against the wall and feel your burning cheeks with your hands.
“Oh… my god,”
Shinichiro was going to be all you could think of for the next few days.
---
After your first date together, you and Shinichiro went on four more dates. Each one had a different vibe to it; at the fair, at a café, another date at your place and the most recent one was a cute lunch date at his bike shop. He fixed your friend’s bike but you also preferred being alone with him rather than outside with a crowd of people. Not that you didn’t appreciate the dates at the fair and the café, you were still feeling giddy from knowing each other, and so it felt more intimate to spend time together like this.
Shinichiro hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend yet, and you were more than okay with it. You could tell he was waiting for the right moment to do it, it was adorable. There were times where it would get quiet between you two and you would find him staring at you so lovingly, it made your heart stutter in your chest.
He was about to come pick you up from your place very soon, and you remember him telling you to wear something comfortable which intrigued you. Where was he taking you exactly?
Soon after, you heard familiar three knocks at your door and almost jumped from the couch. You were so excited to see him, the part of your brain that usually embarrassed you for being so excited for a date was buried somewhere—this was Shinichiro, the same man who hugged and kissed you so passionately on your first date, held your hand at the fair and pecked your lips after winning a teddy bear for you. He got you food when you told him you were too tired to cook, and cleaned your kitchen despite you telling him he didn’t have to.
And he still hasn’t asked you to be his girlfriend yet.
You brushed off the negativity aside, trying to tell yourself that the pit in your stomach was from excitement and not disappointment. He’s been so good to you, just because he was taking too long to make things official didn’t mean he was playing you.
You hoped.
You open the door and is greeted with a good looking Shinichiro. It was dark outside, it was 9PM and so the street light made him look extra attractive.
He always looked good, but this time—wow. He was wearing a leather jacket with some jeans and a white shirt, and he had his helmet in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. You tried your best not to blush at the sight of his hair slicked back, but you were so used to turning red in his presence that you just let it happen.
“Well hello there handsome,” you try to tease him, hoping that it makes your blush die down and give you a hint of confidence, but it withers away so fast when he places his helmet on the floor and pulls you into a hug. He smells so fucking good, it should be unfair.
“Hi pretty, ready for our date?” He pulls away from the hug to stare at your outfit and hums when he sees that you’re wearing shorts and a cardigan. “You look adorable.” He leans in and presses a kiss to your red cheek, and chuckles when you look down shyly.
“Thank you,”
“Still shy?” He teases, handing you the bouquet which you hold carefully.
“Shut up, it’s not my fault,” you walk back inside your place and Shinichiro waits for you by the door with his helmet. You put the bouquet of flowers in a vase and fill it with water before putting it on your table. This way, it always felt like a part of him was around you.
“It’s cute,” he flashes you a smile and you have to look away to try to calm your nerves. Making you feel this nervous should be illegal. Did he cast some spell on you?
“Anyway big boy, where are we going?” you walk out of your apartment and close the door, and when you turn around to face the taller guy, he places his helmet on your head and helps adjusting it so that it doesn’t fall off.
“I’m taking you somewhere, do you trust me?” He points at his motorcycle waiting for you both in front of your building and your lips part in awe. He was taking you for a ride on his most treasured possession?
“I do,” he sees that you’re in deep thought and squeezes your shoulder.
“Then let’s go.”
He gets on top of his bike and helps you sit behind him, and at first you hesitate on where to put your hands—until you feel him wrap your arms around his waist and tug you to press your chest on his back.
“Hold on tight, okay?” You could swear he was doing it on purpose, but you don’t think much of it when he’s suddenly speeding away from your apartment building.
It takes you ten minutes to get to your destination, with Shinichiro showing off his skills and laughing when you scream in horror when you get too close to car. You never thought that he would drive so…recklessly, but it was fun. He parks his motorcycle very close to where you were both standing, facing a small lake that you always passed by when going to work. It had pretty cherry trees, and people always took their dogs out on walks or walked with their partners here.
“I love this place,” you whisper, standing close to Shinichiro who chuckles at your words. He knows, you mentioned it before when you were having lunch together.
“I know, you always stare at it when we drive past it,”
He noticed. You almost coo at this, and stare up at the tall man through your eyelashes. Your arms instinctively wrap around his waist and he pulls you closer to him, resting your head on his chest.
“You like it?”
“I love it,” you pull away from the hug to rest your chin on his chest, staring up at him with the same eyes that always had the man weak in the knees. His hand caresses the top of your head as he stares down at you, and it slowly slips from the top to the back of your head.
“If you keep staring at me like that, I might just kiss you,” although there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, you could tell he was being serious. And who were you to deny a kiss from him?
“Kiss me, Shin,” the man doesn’t need to be told twice before he’s leaning down to kiss you. You sigh in the kiss, his hands hold your face so gently that it makes you melt into his touch.
When you both pull away, you’re glad that it was dark outside or your faces would’ve given away how flustered you were. He can still tell from your warm cheeks that you were blushing and leans down to give you a quick peck.
“Can I be your boyfriend?” This man was too much for your heart to handle. You thought he was attractive, well-mannered and a gentleman—but this really takes the cake.
You’re excited, giddy that you could finally make things official with him. You’ve been waiting for this day since your first date—and it finally happened.
“Gladly.”
You and Shinichiro were officially girlfriend and boyfriend.
---
Today, you were going to meet Shinichiro’s niece. His sister had asked him if he could babysit her and he agreed, asking her if you could tag along which she agreed to. She wanted to meet you, and you weren’t opposed to the idea. Emma seemed very sweet from the many times Shin mentioned her, and so meeting her didn’t stress you out that much.
You got to Emma and Draken’s place at 5PM, they wanted to go on a date (which was well deserved) and so asking Shinichiro to babysit her seemed like the best option since the baby was in love with him. You greet the couple with a smile, and you watch as Emma shows Shinichiro where the bottles and diapers are, and what to do in case she cried—which he knew about already. His sister was just anxious, and probably felt a little too guilty to be taking some time away from her little girl.
“Have fun!”
Now it was just you, Shin and the little girl. For a one year old, she sure had a lot of personality. And you think that she definitely got it from her uncle. She giggles at everything he does and loves to sit on his lap, but when she noticed you sitting on the couch, her eyes lit up. She was intrigued, and she rarely ever met a new person.
You weren’t a familiar face, but she didn’t cry when you asked Shin if you could hold her. She gladly let you take her in your arms and even giggled and buried her face in your chest when you flashed her a small smile. What an angel.
“Oh are you getting shy on me?” You stand up from the couch with her in your arms and walk to the kitchen to get her one of the snacks her mother had prepared for her. You held her in one arm while the free one grabbed her chair to sit her there.
Shinichiro watched the scene unfold and could feel his body tense up. Whatever it was that had him feeling this… dizzy, he needed to brush it off. You were so good with his niece, so gentle and caring—you talked to her with so much tender and his niece seemed to love you; a complete stranger she just met. You treated her like she was your own baby, changed her diaper and helped getting her to bed, you even gave her a bath and Shinichiro could only imagine what it would be like to have a baby with you.
Watching you walk around your shared apartment with a belly full of his baby, so sore and whiny. You would cuddle up against him and he would feel the baby kick, you would place his hand on your stomach and he would caress the skin lovingly. You would be so needy and horny, grinding against his thigh and he would help you—his pretty little wife, bringing you to an earth shattering orgasm—
Shit, he was getting hard.
He was so relieved when Emma and Draken came back, their daughter was fast asleep and you both were cuddling on the couch. He didn’t realize how rushed his goodbyes were until he felt you tagging at his sleeve in front of the car.
“Shin? Are you okay?” You were worried, his pretty angel so concerned for him, so unaware that the thought of breeding you was all over his mind. He didn’t want to scare you away, but he thought since you’ve already made it official and made out a couple of times, he could tell you what was on his mind.
“Can you come over?”
“To your place?” You tilt your head to the side and Shinichiro nods.
“Spend the night, I need you.”
He needs you.
You felt yourself get dizzy at his words, lips parted in shock. You weren’t taken aback by the fact that he was horny for you, but saying it out loud and sounding so…desperate, you could feel your panties getting embarrassingly wet.
“I’ll give you my hoodie, I can go to your place and get you some clothes I just—“ He knew he was rambling, but he didn’t want you to think that he only cared about his pleasure, not when he knew the night was going to be all about you.
“Shin,” you cut him off, and the man stares down at you. “I need you too, please,”
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Once at Shinichiro’s place, you didn’t have time to take off your jacket before he was pushing you up against the wall and kissing you so feverishly. You don’t know what set him off, but you weren’t opposed to it. His hands were helping you rid yourself of your jacket before slipping behind your thighs to grip the skin.
He pulls away from the kiss and presses his forehead against yours, panting and already so out of breath.
“If you feel uncomfortable or want me to stop, tap my arm, okay?”
So cute. Your response was a moan before you were kissing him again, this time trying to deepen it more than before. Shin taps your butt and asks you to jump, and when you do he wraps your legs around his waist and starts heading towards his bedroom. He kisses you like he means it, and unlike other kisses you’ve shared before, this one has a hint of lust to it—it tastes different; needy, demanding, and you melt into it like butter.
You expect his room to be a little messy, but you’re pleasantly surprised when you see how tidy it is. It smelled of sandalwood and his perfume, bed neatly made. He throws you on top of it like you weigh nothing, and is immediately on top of you after stripping himself of his own jacket. He gets back to kissing you, this time you’re aware of what’s pressing against your thigh and you don’t mind at all—instead, you’re pushing him away from you to sit up on your elbows.
“Are you—“
“Shut up and help me take off my shirt,” Shin’s lips are sealed shut at your words, then he’s doing as told. He helps you take off your shirt and grunts at the sight of you in your bra. Your tits looked gorgeous. He leans down and presses a kiss to the skin below your collarbone, hands sliding up to your shorts to pull them down in on fast movement and you squeal.
“Shin!”
“You don’t mind me getting a little taste first, right?” A blush spreads across your cheeks but you shake your head almost frantically at his words. You wiggle yourself out of your shorts, giving him a little show by letting them hang to your ankle for a moment before throwing them somewhere in his room. You giggle when he leans in and presses a kiss to your calf, but it turns into a moan when he licks all the way up to your inner thigh.
“You wanna tease me, is that it?” His mouth leaves wet kisses all over your inner thighs, before finally getting to your panties. He is shameless as he takes a whiff of your arousal through the damp fabric, and you almost kick him away because of how embarrassing it looks.
“You smell—fucking heavenly, “ he practically moans out the last part, and it makes a shy sound erupt from the back of your throat, looking away from him. But he’s having none of that—not tonight. He wanted you to look him dead in the eyes as he fucked every thought out of your head, wanted to feel you clamp around his dick as he brought you to a mind spinning orgasm.
You gasp when you feel him remove your panties in one swift motion, not even stuttering and hesitating as he balls them up and puts them in his pocket. You couldn’t even ask him what he was going to do with them before he was leaning down and spreading your pussy lips with a breathy moan. He looked so gone and he hasn’t even touched you yet, the sight of him looking so in love with your pussy made your clit throb—which made him audibly grunt.
“You’re a treat,” you don’t respond verbally—you can’t since he immediately wraps his lips around your clit and sucks. You inhale sharply at the contact, back arching and jaw going slack when he proceeds to pull away and flatten his tongue on the sensitive bud. Your eyes are rolled to the back of your head when he repeats the same movements—sucks, pulls away, kisses and then licks. It seems like a simple formula, and you can feel yourself getting louder and wetter but you have no care in the world. He’s eating you out so good, he’s showing no signs of stopping and you don’t want him to. Plus, whatever turned him on tonight must’ve made him feral if he was all over you like a mad man.
“Shin—oh fuck, oh baby,” you’re out of breath, your hands are flailing around trying to find where to grip. Until you feel the man between your legs grab your hand and placed them on top of his head. He wanted you to pull his hair, Jesus fuck.
You don’t have time to think properly, not that you can. You’re pulling at Shinichiro’s hair, hips bucking and stuttering with every strong lick on your clit. Your body is arching off the bed, and you sit up with a huff. Shinichiro can tell you’re about to cum when he pushed your body back down and slides in two fingers at a time. He looks up and has to hold himself back from cumming in his pants when he sees the blissed out look on your face—glossy eyes, bruised lips and red cheeks. You were a sight to see.
He helps you reach your orgasm with fast thrusts of his fingers, kissing the inner of your thigh and humming quietly about how well you were doing for him, how you were going to take his dick like a champ, how he can’t wait to stuff your cunt full of him and—
“Fuck!” You cry out, your body stuttering and shuddering as you finally get to cum. You ride out your orgasm by grinding your hips to the same rhythm as Shinichiro’s thrusts, and you whine at him when you can feel him kiss your clit, praising you for doing so well for him.
“My pretty girl, my gorgeous girl—you did so well,” he whispers and kisses your stomach, and you look down at him with lustful eyes and a fucked out expression, which he chuckles at.
Your eyes follow his every move as he gets up from between your legs and walks to his nightstand. He opens a drawer and grabs a condom, and you almost whine at him for that.
“Ah, baby. We gotta be careful,” he soothes you with a hand on your cheek, his thumb tracing circles on the skin before traveling down to your lips. He feels like a mad man when you open your mouth and take his thumb in, swirling your tongue around before gently biting it. What a fucking tease.
“Next time, you can do that to my cock, yeah?” He whispers to you and you nod, but your eyes are wide and blown out with lust as you stare down at the visible bulge in his pants. He chuckles at your stare, and gives you a little show as he takes off his shirt—flaunting the body that he has even if it wasn’t the fittest, he was proud of it.
Then he’s wiggling out of his pants, and grins when you reach your hand towards his boxers to palm his hard-on. He grabs your wrist and shakes his head, leaning down to press a kiss to the back of your hand.
“I said next time, hm?”
You don’t have time to pout about it before he’s taking off his boxers—and holy shit. He had your mouth watering, but your heart stutters and jumps in your chest at the thought of such a heavy cock inside of you. Shin watches as your expression changes and he chuckles, his cheeks reddening a little. For a man who was so full of confidence a few moments ago, seeing you look so in love with his cock made him feel a little proud.
“Next time when you go on the pill, I’ll fill you up so good,” he rips the condom with his mouth and swiftly places it on his dick, he watches as you eagerly spread your legs to welcome him between them and you nod at his words, even though you’re mainly focused on his cock.
“Yeah? You’d like that?” he lines up the tip with your entrance and you nod desperately, feeling yourself get even more turned on. “You’d like me to cum inside you, watch it leak out of you when we go for rounds?”
You’re a moaning mess by the time he slips it inside. You cling to his shoulders, face scrunched up in pleasure when you’re able to feel the sheer size of him inside you. Holy shit.
“Yeah baby, you won’t even have to work for it,” he adds, sounding out of breath. He pushes your legs up and shamelessly stares at how you’re taking his dick—your pussy swallows him back every time he tries to pull out, almost begs him to keep fucking you.
“Gonna give my pretty girl exactly what she wants—shit, gonna fuck her full of my cum,” your tummy is alive with butterflies at his words, and you stare up at the man who looks so focused on your pussy. Feeling your stare, Shinichiro locks eyes with you and chuckles. He’s all sweaty and fucked out himself, and the smile he flashes you when he starts to drill his cock into you is devilish.
He knew what he was doing, and you weren’t complaining about it. Your body feels on fire with every drive of is hips, fingernails digging into the skin of his back when he reaches that one spongy spot in your walls—you squeal, hands traveling down almost to push his hips away and that’s when he knows he found it and fuck—he starts to bully it.
You’re a sobbing mess, begging for absolutely nothing in particular but you keep chanting ‘please, please, please’ repeatedly, and Shincihiro has to lean down and kiss you. He soothes you with his lips, a heavy contrast to his mean thrusts. He’s fucking every thought out of your brain, and by the time you’re even able to come up with a coherent sentence, he pushes a single leg up on his shoulders—and your entire body seizes up.
You’re cumming hard around him, your jaw has gone slack and Shinichiro doesn’t stop. The bed shakes with every harsh thrust, and by the time you’re able to breathe again, you’re letting out a small scream at the intensity of your orgasm.
“Atta girl—fuuuuck, gonna make me cum,” he whines out the last part, his hands pinning your hips down to the mattress. You cry out from overstimulation, your pussy aching for him to slow down.
“Just a bit more baby, just a little—“ It only takes a few strokes for him to empty himself in the condom, reaching down to rest his forehead on your shoulder. You’re both a sweaty, panting mess, clinging onto each other as though you were one another’s life line. And even through heavy breaths, you kiss Shinichiro’s cheek, giggling when you see him smile.
“Are you okay?” He kisses your shoulder lovingly, letting his lips travel up to your neck where he feels you hum. You look down at him, letting your fingers brush the sweaty strands out of his face.
“Never been better,” Shinichiro grins at this, and he fixes himself until he’s able to kiss you properly on the lips. He makes it short and sweet, trying his best not to get carried away again because he knew you were definitely sore.
“Come on, you gotta get up and pee, darling.”
“And shower… I feel so sticky,” you make a face at the word sticky and the man above you chuckles at this.
“I like you like this, you smell like me.”
“Shin!”
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s4no · 7 months
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TOKREV: STONER HCS
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+ feat: ken ryuuguji, keisuke baji, mitsuya takashi, hanma shuji, seishu inui, sanzu haruchiyo, wakasa imaushi & shinichiro sano
+ cw: fem!reader, drugs (weed + cigarettes), nsfw themes (ptv, cockwarming)
+ summary: ever wonder what they're like when they get high?
+ a/n: i am smoking a blunt while writing this so ignore the typos
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ಇ  𝗞𝗘𝗡 𝗥𝗬𝗨𝗨𝗚𝗨𝗝𝗜. after a long day of grueling work, draken likes to relax by smoking a blunt. he'll roll it after he's locked up his shop and walk into your apartment with it behind his ear, his forehead and fingers smudged with motor oil. it's become part of your routine to walk up to him as he places it between his lips and light it for him, watching him take a hit and blow the smoke out to the side. you two pass it back and forth while he cleans up in the bathroom, and then relocate to the living room once he's done, lounging on the couch while discussing your day. the more he smokes, the closer he gets, subconsciously closing the distance and gravitating toward you. he gets touchy when he's high, and you hum as calloused hands absentmindedly wander over the curves and valleys of your body, tracing abstract shapes into your skin. and when you run out of things to talk about, you sit two there in a comfortable silence, merely enjoying each other's presence.
ಇ  𝗞𝗘𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗝𝗜. the first thing baji likes to do when he wakes up is smoke, especially if it's the weekend. you'll wake up to him packing the bong, bathed in golden light pouring in through the window. "mornin', kitten." he grins down at you, sharp canines poking past his bottom lip, "wake and bake?" the rips he takes from the bong are impressive, and when you try to copy him, you inevitably end up coughing and sputtering. he always snickers and takes the bong from of your hands, rubbing his palm over the center of your chest. "breathe, baby, breathe." by the time you manage to catch your breath, he's finished packing another bowl— one that he single-handedly smokes before finally getting out of bed. without fail, his stomach rumbles and he shoots you a sheepish look, "you want breakfast? i'll make pancakes." throwing the covers off you, you run after him to the kitchen, knowing he'll most likely start a fire if you aren't there to help.
ಇ  𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗜 𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗬𝗔. mitsuya mainly smokes in social settings. whenever someone offers him a joint at a party, he always accepts it with a gracious smile. surprisingly, a little weed makes him even more charismatic than usual, and he's able to entertain the whole room without even trying. but he walks a fine line because once he's true and properly stoned, he becomes more introverted and ends up clinging to you like a lost puppy. you'll be dancing in the middle of the floor and he'll walk up to you and just throw his arms around you. "you high, babe?" you giggle, leading him toward the couch. "mhm, feel really good." he hums, and the next thing you know, he's pulled you down onto the sofa and buried his head in your chest. "so comfy.." it doesn't matter that his antics attract the stares of other partygoers, he will cuddle you in front of everybody and he'll do it without a hint of shame.
ಇ  𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗝𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗠𝗔. hanma will swear up and down that nothing's better than a cigarette after sex. but sometimes, he takes it step beyond that— rolling a fat blunt and lighting it up while you two lay naked in bed. he's never embodied his tattoo more than he does when he blows the smoke out from his nose; he's the personification of sin and temptation with the blunt perched between his fingers. he offers it to you but when you go to take it from him, he lifts it up out of your reach. "you want a hit, doll?" there's a smirk on his face as he blows the smoke directly into your face, and it only grows when you start to pout. "open." you follow the simple command without hesitation and you're rewarded for it when he brings the blunt to your parted lips, holding it for you while you inhale. he doesn't miss the way your eyes turn glassy from the high. in fact, it makes him hard all over again and by the time he's putting out the roach on the ashtray, he's ready for round two.
ಇ  𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗨 𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗜. inui has a couple of guilty pleasures and one of them is smoking right before bed. he'll pick out an indica that's sure to help him sleep and pack his bowl full of it. you can visibly see the tension leech out of his body, his shoulders sagging lower with every hit he takes. most nights, he'll doze off after finishing it, but if he manages to stay awake long enough for you to join him in bed, he'll pull you close and wrap his arms around you. soft lips pepper kisses against the crook of your neck, and when you laugh and tell him it tickles, he tightens his hold on you and starts sucking a bruise into your skin. "this tickle too?" he murmurs, knowing damn well what he's doing. his hands slip beneath your shirt, squeezing your tits and playing with your nipples until they're poking through the fabric. then, he sheathes himself inside of you, making you warm his cock while he drifts off to sleep.
ಇ  𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗬𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗭𝗨. sanzu is all about optimizing his pleasure and one way he does this is by smoking while he fucks you. you'll be on your hands and knees, back bent into a pretty arch as he thrusts against your backside. his pace is steady but brutal, one hand gripping your hip while the other lifts the joint to his lips. "mm, fuck.." he groans, voice raspy (from the smoke or how tightly you're squeezing him, you're not sure). "that's it— haah, yeah, that's it, angel. take this fuckin' cock." if he's feeling generous, he'll lean over you and extend the joint out for you to take a hit, but oftentimes, you're being fucked too hard to even think about accepting the offer. if, on the off chance, you are able to take a hit or two, you severely start to struggle holding yourself up. but he takes it in stride, pushing you down so your stomach is flat against the bed, cheek pressed against the sheets. "there you go, just lay down and take it."
ಇ  𝗪𝗔𝗞𝗔𝗦𝗔 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗜. not only is wakasa a stoner, but he's also a plug. he stays stocked up with flower, wax, and cartridges; and he has a revolving door of customers at his disposal with tokyo university located half an hour away. he smokes several times a day every day, and he's built up an insane tolerance as a result. when you come over to hang out, he'll easily face a blunt while giving you your own to hit as you please. "you tryna keep up with me, princess? don't overdo it." but really, he wouldn't mind if you did. you're so cute when you're high out of your mind, so pliant in his hands. his teasingly lips brush over yours, so lightly it can hardly be considered a kiss, before he shotguns the smoke into your awaiting mouth. though, if you truly do start to get too faded, he'll pluck the blunt right out of your hands and put it out. "aht," he chides, "that's enough. can't have you greenin' out on me, can i?"
ಇ  𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗢 𝗦𝗔𝗡𝗢. shinichiro is a lightweight compared to his best friend, not because he doesn't have access to weed, but because he really only smokes it on special occasions. for his last birthday, wakasa brought over some wax and shinichiro could only blink when his friend pulled a blow torch out from his bag. after some convincing, he took several hits, but he nearly coughed up a lung in the process. that was the highest you've ever seen your boyfriend— too stoned to even keep his head from falling over against his shoulders. "you good, shin?" he nods slowly in response, eyelids drooping as if they're being weighed down by something heavy. he stayed on the couch for the rest of the day, asking you to make him something to eat every couple of hours. "shit.." he mutters to himself, "food really does taste better when you're high." you and wakasa got quite the kick out of his blissed out state.
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almostloosingit · 1 year
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"I prefer love making" Headcanons
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Draken, Kokonoi, Wakasa, Shinichiro, Rindou, Takeomi, Chifuyu, Ran, Nahoya, Baji, Hanma, Mitsuya, Kakucho, Izana, Inui, Kazutora,Souya, Hakkai, Mikey, Sanzu
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Cw: Suggestive (kinda) MDNI
“Can I fuck you?”
“No”
“Not in the mood?”
“I prefer making love”
His eyes go wide for a second then his face relaxes and he chuckles. “ Of course, sorry my love, can I make love to you?”
Ken Ryuguji, Hajime Kokonoi, Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Rindo Haitani, Takeomi Akashi, Chifuyu Matsuno
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He gives you a smirk. “Can I fuck you and then make love to you?”
Ran Haitani, Nahoya Kawata, Keisuke Baji,Shuji Hanma
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He always says he will make love to you anyway.
Takashi Mitsuya, Kakucho, Izana Kurokawa, Seishu Inui, Kazutora Hanemiya
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He won’t ask. He’s just too shy, please be the one to ask it.
Souya Kawata, Chifuyu Matsuno, Hakkai Shiba, Kazutora Hanemiya
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“So is that a yes or..?”
Manjiro Sano, Haruchiyo Sanzu, Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Ran Haitani, Nahoya Kawata
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rizzanon · 4 months
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[Favourite] Shinichiro Sano
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in which Shinichiro's siblings love you as much as their brother does
a scenario from the childhood friend! Shinichiro post, but can be read as a standalone
“(n/n)-chan! You're finally here!!”
Before you could fully turn around to see the person who called out for you, you were immediately pounced on by two little gremlins. A blond haired boy and a honey blond hair girl.
It seems that the two kids had been waiting eagerly for your arrival.
You could only smile at the sight, quickly hugging the two kids back, as you kneeled to look the both of them in the eyes.
“Hi Emma, Manjiro! Have you been waiting for me to arrive?”
The blonde hair girl nods her head eagerly, as she linked her arm with yours.
“Yes! I want to show you my new tea set!”
“Hey no fair! (n/n)-chin promised me that she'll let me show her the new taekwondo moves I've learnt!” The blond boy interjected, as he grabbed your other arm and pulled you towards him.
Being sandwiched between the two kids, you didn't know what to do to ease the both of them. You were about to open your mouth to say something to calm them down when someone beat you to it.
“Hey now, both of you. Leave her alone. Give her some space to breathe, will ya’?”
You looked up to see a familiar black haired guy walking towards the three of you. His hair and shirt slightly messed up and his face filled with some minor bruises. The two kids who were begging for you to follow them immediately stopped their antics, looking down in shame at being caught.
“Sorry, Shin-nii.”
Leave it to Shinichiro to control his siblings.
You looked up at your black haired friend, eyeing his unkempt appearance.
“Woah, you look like shit.” The taller male scoffs at your words.
“Rude. You think I don't know that already?”
“Just reminding you, that's all.” You hummed.
Your friend rolls his eyes at your words, before chuckling.
“Leave it to you to remind me of my shortcomings.”
“Maybe if you didn't decide to avoid your grandather's dojo lessons, you might've been able to come out of the fight not looking like shit.”
Shinichiro only sheepishly looked away, knowing that he couldn't refute your words.
“And this is why you should hang out with me instead, (n/n)-chin! I'm way stronger than Shin-nii. Even gramps said so!” The blond haired boy proudly exclaims, earning a groan from his older brother and a giggle from his younger sister.
“Is that so? Maybe you should teach your brother some moves then. He could use some lessons.” You teased, ruffling the younger male's hair as he looked up at you with stary eyes.
“Oi, don't go giving him ideas now. It's bad enough I have gramps on my ass.” Shinichiro grumbled, shaking his head exasperatedly.
“And who's fault is that?”
“.....Fair enough.”
You felt a tug at your left arm, and looked down to see a wide-eyed Emma staring at you with pleading eyes.
“Come on (n/n)-chan! Now that Shin-nii's here, we can all have a tea party with the new tea set grandpa got for me!”
You see from the corner of your eye the brother duo quietly trying to escape, but you knew better and grabbed them both by their collar, stopping them from leaving.
“And where do you two think you're going?”
“Heheh... I just remembered I have work to do...!” Shinichiro mumbles out a poor excuse, as he tries to get out from your grasp, only for you to pull him back.
“Going to do some measley work when your dear sister over here invited you to a tea party?” Your expression right now was scary, even Manjiro knew not to do anything stupid and just follow what you say.
Shinichiro sweats profusely, as he avoided all eye contact with you.
“Right... right... my bad. You're absolutely right...”
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“See, it's not so bad, right?”
You were seated at a kiddy table, with plastic cutlery and food on it, while holding a cup of imaginary tea that Emma handed you.
You hear some groans from the older male, and you shoot him a nasty glare.
“What's with the attitude?”
“What attitude? I'm thoroughly enjoying my afternoon cup of tea over here.” Shinichiro replies, as he pretends to sip on the said tea.
You chuckle and roll your eyes at his gesture, before turning to look at the younger boy, who was blatantly pouting.
“What's wrong lil' guy?”
“This is boring. What's the point of having a tea party when there isn't even any real food or tea?!?”
“Hey! I tried my best okay! Can't you see!!?” Emma exclaims, as she crossed her arms out of indignance.
“Who says there isn't any real food though?”
The two kids immediately whipped their head towards your direction, and in an instant, you could see their eyes light up at the sight of the goodies and snacks you had brought with you.
“Woah...! Did you-”
“Yes, Manjiro, I also brought taiyaki with me too.”
“(n/n)-chin, you're my favourite person from now on!” The blonde haired boy exclaims, as he rushes towards you to receive his favourite treat.
“Was I not already your favourite person?” You chuckled, as you took out the packet of taiyaki you had bought specifically for the younger boy. His eyes widened, before he flashed a boyish grin at you.
“Of course you were! You still are now too, just had to remind you again.”
“You're my favourite person too, (y/n)-chan!” Emma gushed, as she too made her way to see the variety of snacks you had brought for them.
“Is there any for me?” You see the older male peeking over your shoulder, with a hopeful look in his eyes. Seems like he too was in the mood for a treat.
“Nope.”
Shinichiro's expression immediately becomes one of distraught, as he puts a hand to his chest.
“Ouch! Your words wound me, (y/n). How could you forget to bring a snack for this dear friend of yours.”
Is this guy serious?
“Cut your bullshit Shin. You're fooling no one with your act.”
Shinchiro visibly flinches at your words, before returning back to his normal self.
“Oh well. It was worth a try. Wanted to see if it would earn me some pity points from you.” Shinichiro shrugs, right before he was met with a bag of chips smacked right across his face. He immediately falls back from the sudden impact, earning giggles from his two younger siblings.
“Woops, my bad. Didn't mean to aim for your face.” You apologised, not sparing a glance at the black haired guy.
You definitely meant to aim for his face.
Shinichiro just laughs it off, as he shifted to sit next to you, opening up the packet of chips you threw at him.
“Aww, I knew I was always your favourite. You even got me my favourite flavour of chips too!” Shinichiro teases, earning a scoff from you.
“Bold of you to assume you're my favourite Sano, Shin.”
Shinichiro dramatically pauses, letting out a huge gasp. He really looked like he was shocked by your words, but you knew that he was just feigning hurt.
“What?? How could this be? If not me, then who else would be your favourite Sano?” You shook your head in disbelief, but decided to go along with this act of his.
“Your cute and adorable siblings of course!” You replied, as you ruffled both Emma and Manjiro's hair.
“I'm cute and adorable too y'know,” Shinichiro huffs, as he crosses his arms and looked away from you.
“Says no one.” Manjiro replies cheekily before you could even open your mouth to say something. You had to hold in a laugh after seeing the look of betrayal on the older male's face as soon as his younger brother uttered those words from his mouth.
“Wha- I'll have you know that people have in fact said those words, Manjiro "Mikey" Sano.”
Shinichiro tries to back himself up, but his attempt was immediately shot down by his younger sister, who mumbles, “If people really said that, you wouldn't have gotten rejected so many times...”
You lost it at that moment, and burst out in laughter, together with Manjiro who was enjoying the whole roast.
“Seriously?? I can't believe you all are ganging up on me like this...!” Shinichiro pauses, as he let out a few dramatic fake sobs, before continuing.
“My very own siblings too... What did you do for them to favour you like this...”
“Not my fault that I'm just better.”
“Yeah! She's way kinder to us that you are, Shin!” Emma says, much to Shinichiro's disbelief.
“What?? But I'm always nice to you both too!”
“Sure you are. Besides, (y/n)-chin always buys us our favourite snacks too!! See??” Manjiro adds on, shoving the taiyaki and sweets you had given to him up Shinchiro's face. Shinichiro shoots you a glare, but you only just shrug your shoulders, insisting that it is what it is.
“Bribery at it's finest... I can't believe this..” Shinichiro lets out a dejected sigh, chuckling as he shakes his head.
“Though, it's not like I can't blame my siblings." He says, as he leans in closer to you, whispering the next few words only for you to hear.
“You're my favourite person too.”
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seraphdreams · 11 months
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NINTENDHOE! — cyber sex collab.
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STARRING. stepbro!shinichiro sano / camgirl!reader.
CONTAINS. stepcest, smut, mutual masturbation, phone sex, praise, pervy yet smitten shin + eighteen plus only.
WORD COUNT. 1.6k
NOTES. this is a part of @fuwushiguro ‘s cyber sex collab , i hope u enjoy ! i’m so very into this stepbro shinichiro lore.
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“Fuck, I missed it..”
Shinichiro looked down at his watch, the numbers displayed to him letting him know it was way past midnight. He had practically spent all day in his shop repairing one of the bikes his best friend, Wakasa, had managed to break down, and if working overnight wasn’t the issue, it was definitely the fact that he missed his favorite camgirl’s stream—You, his adorable stepsister.
He had known you were camming for a while, and if you were to ever find out all the perverse things he’d done when it came to you, he’d know that you’d definitely leave his life completely. And he can’t have that. Horniness aside, Shin loves you more than anything, he wouldn’t dare risk vexing his little sister.
An exasperated sigh is let out from Shinichiro as he switches his kneeled position to standing up fully, hovering over the motorcycle while loosening the buttons of his overalls so that the fabric fell comfortably around his waist. Years of fighting on the side aided Shin in his lean physique, toned arms covered in a thin sheen of sweat as his torso is clad with a white tank top, and a singular silver chain around his neck.
He looks over the bike, making sure he mended all that needed to be done before pressing his foot to the gas and starting up the engine.
Perfect. He was finally done and able to go back home to see you. If he was lucky, he’d even get to watch the replay of your previous livestream—although nothing was better than seeing, and hearing you, live.
Just as he turned his back to make way to the door, he’s greeted with the forgotten sight of another motorcycle. What the fuck? How could it have slipped his mind that he had to maintenance check Wakasa’s other bike before a certain time tomorrow morning? “The shit I do for that fucker.”
Before fatigue could swallow him whole, he seats himself on one of the chairs, pulling out his phone and hovering over the facetime button with your name above it. What type of big brother would he be if he didn’t check in on his sister? He taps the screen and allows it to ring.
“Hello?”
The low tone of your voice instantly eases the stress in Shinichiro’s body, feeling as if he’d just taken the strongest dose of any painkiller.
You searched for a place to set your phone down so that he could see your face, and you settled for the dresser. You pace backwards a bit, making sure your whole body fits into the frame of the camera as you waved with an endearing smile.
“Hey,” Shinichiro starts. “Just lettin’ you know I’m gonna be stuck at the shop for a little.. Do you need anything?” He takes in your appearance as you shake your head, the little white towel wrapped around your chest and tautly hugged the plush of your thighs egging on his confusion, much more—His arousal. “Whatcha up to? You’re all covered up.” He smiles, turning his head to look away, his charming side profile filling your screen.
“Was just in the shower, that’s all.” Your response urged a chuckle from him. That’s all? It’s adorable how you manage to still be so innocent for him as if your fingers weren’t lodged deep in your cunt for your followers to see just 15 minutes before.
Shinichiro takes the pack of cigarettes from his overall pocket, taking one out and lighting it. He makes sure to hold it between his teeth after one slow drag.
“You’d better get dressed then.” He doesn’t miss the way you reach over for your phone as if you were about to hang up, catching you before you get too far. “You can change on the phone. I’ll close my eyes—Won’t look at all.”
He does as he promises, closing his eyes to gain your trust and once you feel as though he means it, you drop your towel, completely bare for him. You turn away in search of your moisturizer, squeezing some out on your palm and working it gently onto your skin. Within minutes you forget that Shinichiro is still on the phone, his promise broken unbeknownst to you as the cigarette barely hangs from his mouth, his eyes on your body as you knead your tits.
It’s a mindless behavior when you bend over to apply lotion to your legs, Shinichiro having to stop himself from thinking—or doing, anything rash.
But the devil on his shoulder gets the best of him and he’s slowly unbuttoning the first few buttons of his bottoms, his hand dipping under the band of his briefs to whip out his cock. How long has he been hard? It wouldn’t matter anyway with the way it leaks and beads down the shaft. He wraps his hand around the base, slowly stroking as he watches how you run your hands over your body a second time, much slower than the first.
You have to be teasing, allowing your hands to massage every inch of your body while you try and find something to throw on. You’re bent over in front of your dresser, a peek of your pussy exhibited for your big brother.
The cigarette that was languidly hanging from his lips fell beside him on the ground, effectively putting itself out. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why were you like this?
The stroking pace of his rigid length gradually quickens, the only thought surging through his corrupt mind being the image of you riding his face, whining out for your big brother to slow down as you would continually make a mess of it while he’d take care of you in just the way you need. He knew you felt stagnant when it came to camming. He could see it in those once sparkling eyes of yours that you wanted more. You didn’t need a piece of silicone, and your fingers could barely go in deep enough—You needed him, your big brother.
Caught up in his thoughts, Shin inadvertently lets a few groans slip, his nose scrunched in pleasure and head rolled back as his adams apple bobbed with every profanity growled under his breath. “Fuck, Y/N.. Y’don’t know what you do to me.”
The slick noises emitted from your phone’s speaker turn your attention back to him. Is he…?
In any case, you’d be revolted, yet you can’t find it in yourself to harness that feeling, instead growing aroused at how pretty Shinichiro looked while pleasuring himself. You sat back on your bed mesmerized and your mind wandered to multiple different scenarios with your big brother placed at the forefront. What it would be like to kiss him, maybe get on your knees for him. How he’d look hovering above you with his chain dangling in your face while he’s balls deep in your cunt, the girth of his cock causing him to hit every spot so effortlessly. Before you knew it, your own hands found their way back to your sensitive heat.
If it weren’t for the whimpers you let out while pleasuring your clit, Shin would’ve forgotten he was on the phone. Your choked up mewls snap his focus back to you with your legs spread in front of the camera and free hand pinching your pert nipples.
Am I fucking dreaming? He thinks to himself, eyes gone wide comically while he studies you just as he would when watching your nightly streams. Instead your expression is different. It’s not the same glazed-over emotionless pout that fools in your comments would mistake for genuine satisfaction. It was different, eyes squeezed shut with your bottom lip trapped between your teeth and sweet moans he had never heard before flowing through his ears.
“N-Need you so bad, Shin.” Mindless babbles left your lips, the sentence that your smitten big brother had been waiting to hear. If only you knew how bad he needed you; How no other girl seemed to satiate his everlasting lust like you do. You’re an angel—His angel.
Just watching you causes his hand to involuntarily continue stroking his cock, this time at the same pace as the fingers that dip in and out of your sweet cunt. He squeezes the tautly at the tip, imagining it’s your heat that’s getting him off, the satisfying drag of the warmth of his little sister pulling him closer to the edge with how good she feels.
You feel as though your senses are heightened with the way he watches you, your fingers slowing down in pace as you feel your orgasm build up prematurely. “Keep—Keep going, just like that, pretty..” Shin rasps under his breath, eyes lidded at the sight of you as if he took notice of your faltering pace. “Almost there, baby. Keep going for me.”
Your heart flutters immensely with no sign of ever ending, his utterances fueling you to pump your fingers harder inside you. Just moments after, you’re releasing, moaning softly while riding out your high.
Unexpectedly at the sight of your pretty orgasm, Shin paints his hand in the creamy white of his seed, holding his cock at the base while resting against his chair, chest heaving as if he were in a marathon. “S-Shin-nii..” Your soft voice calls out. His attention is placed back on you, a lazy grin on his features. “Hm?”
“You’re so hot.”
You can hear shuffling on the other end of the line from him. “Oh lil’ sis, you’re hotter.” His shifting comes to an end. “‘m gonna, uh, clean up my little mess and get back to work..”
You nod your head as he talks.
“Maybe I can be in your stream tomorrow night?”
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sleepysnk · 1 year
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7 AND 10 WITH SHINJCHIROO
a/n: MY GOD I WAS WAITING FOR A SHINICHIRO REQUEST BECAUSE THIS BOY JUST MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!! so thank you so much for this and i hope you enjoy! <3
pairings: shinichiro sano x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, smut, brat!reader, rough sex, use of pet names (baby, princess, angel, good girl), praising, some dacryphilia, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, creampie, some light choking.
prompt #7: “you can take it.”
prompt #10: “spread your legs wider.”
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After acting like a complete brat all fucking day, you shouldn’t have expected anything less when your boyfriend Shinichiro had your back pressed into the mattress with his cock stuffing your tight cunt. 
However, what you didn’t expect was the amount of orgasms he had managed to rip from you. 
Shinichiro had enough of your horrible attitude today. He had done everything to make sure you were treated like a princess, but when you acted like a total brat the entire day, he knew he had to do something about it. He wasn’t about tolerating such behaviors from you, and he knew the perfect remedy to fix your little mood problem. Fucking your brains out until you understood that he wasn’t messing around with you. 
Sure enough, those sour feelings you had earlier dissipated. 
Your cunt was tired and pushed to its limit. He was working your third orgasm and you honestly weren’t sure how much more you could take. You were shaking like a leaf underneath him and he wasn’t showing any signs of stopping. “S-Shin! It’s too much, ah!” your eyes were glossy from the tears that had covered them. 
One of his hands trailed along the soft skin of your chest then down towards your navel. He adored seeing you in such a position like that. Looking all pretty and cute with his cock fucking you like there’s no tomorrow. “You can take it.” he said, using the pad of his thumb to rub your clit. 
The familiar knot in your belly was appearing and making itself known. You were close. Shinichiro could feel it as well, and he was getting excited at the thought of you cumming again. He knew you were extremely sensitive by now, but he fucking loved it. He wanted to fuck you more and more until you understood his frustrations. You were such a good girl for taking his cock like that. He wished he could have sex with you all damn day if it meant he could see your gorgeous face twisted with pleasure.
Shinichiro also felt his own climax hurtling towards him. He wanted to make you cum, but he had the urge to empty himself inside of your pretty cunt. “Spread your legs wider.” he ordered, looking down at you through the strands of jet black hair that covered his eyes. “Can you do that for me, baby?” 
Whimpering, you did as you were told and opened your legs for him. Shinichiro groaned at the deeper access he had to you now. You were sucking his dick in so perfectly. He didn’t care about the mess on the sheets or on his cock. All he wanted was you. “Shinichiro..!” you cried, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. 
He smiled at the way his name slipped off your tongue. It only encouraged him to keep fucking you with such a brutal pace. He was gonna make you forget all about that shitty day you had. “Mmm.. you’re such a good girl, princess.” he groaned. “Takin’ my cock so well.. you wanna cum around it, baby? I can tell you do.” 
Your head nodded vigorously. “Y-Yes! Make me cum, Shin..” 
Oh, he was going to make sure you did.
He wrapped one of his hands around your throat and started fucking you as fast as he could. Your eyes rolled into your skull at the relentless pace of his cock reaching your g-spot. You couldn’t stop the moans and whimpers for more that came from your lips. You were about to let go at any moment now. 
With a loud cry, the knot in your stomach fell apart. It released sparks of electricity that danced along your belly and down towards your thighs where they began to tremble. Shinichiro grunted a few times when your cunt clamped down on him tightly. He could feel it becoming much easier to move inside you now from the arousal that covered his shaft. He was so proud of you. He honestly didn’t think you were going to make it for another orgasm, but you did. 
Shinichiro’s cock twitched inside your pussy. He looked down at your fucked out face that turned him on even more. Tears rolled down the apples of your cheeks and your eyes were hazy from the affects of your orgasm. How fucking cute.
He grunted one last time, then halted his movements when he finally reached his high. He gritted his teeth at the feeling of his cum filling your cunt and covering your walls with white. You whimpered a little at the sudden sensation, but nonetheless did it feel euphoric to you. 
The two of you panted and stared at one another with seduction still heavy in your eyes. 
“Hehe.. round four..?”
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lalunanymph · 2 years
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Riding Shin's motorcycle? Good.
Riding Shin's cock? Better.
Riding Shin's face? The best.
Ah yes. Smother Shin's face with your juices and suffocate him with your pussy and thighs. He'll die happy.
NOAISJSJDJ not the he will d word im cryingggsh 😭 but truly, shin is one of the best puthay eaters in tr, fight me on this
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𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑 — s. shinichiro
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sano shinichiro was, and always will be, a giver.
it didn’t matter that he wanted the last slice of pizza—the moment your eyes clapped on it, he’s already pushing it onto your plate without a whisper of complaint.
he even endured mikey’s teasing despite his brother being almost half his age (and height) with good-natured chuckles regardless if those ribbings were directed at his previously non-existent love life.
he would give emma his hoodies when it got cold, dutifully cleaned up his grandpa’s dojo after hours and would help the old dango auntie push her cart without fail towards the market every morning even if he was running late to open his workshop.
that was partly the reason you fell in love with him.
partly the reason why you were on his bed, in nothing but a flimsy white lingerie set, currently having your back blown out by one very eager and utterly giving shinichiro.
“s-shin,” your voice wobbled, eyes scintillating over with tears. “a-ah—hngg you’re so b-big.”
“yeah,” he breathed onto your neck, the imprint of his grin growing against your feverish skin. “you like it, baby?”
like it? fuck—you lived for this.
his sweat dripping down the expanse of your back, your tits squished onto his mattress, those large, veiny hands gripping your hips in a bruising grasp. you lived for every single second.
never would you have imagined that shinichiro would take your little “birthday gift” and turn it around onto you. but sano shinichiro was infuriatingly built that way—a giver through and through.
he pulled out, leaving your pussy achingly empty, and before you could beg for him to fill you up again, he manhandled you onto your back; his larger frame almost smothering yours into the mattress.
“shin—“
he twisted you in his grasp, letting you sit on his chest, until his chin bumped your pubic bone.
the sight of him below you, breathing hard and with flushed cheeks, sent both a thrill of embarrassment and delight down your spine.
“shin,” you whined and he chuckled, strained from restraining himself to not just lift your hips and seal his mouth over your drooling cunt. you were so cute when you became all pouty because of him. “it’s s‘possed to be your birthday.”
those thick fingers dug into your hips, dragging you closer to his waiting lips. “i know baby, i know,” he soothed in husky baritone. “but be a good girl and do this for me, yeah?”
he nudged you close enough for his lips to skim over the wet spot forming across your innocent white thong. “make me happy and sit on my face, princess.”
you didn’t have the time to refuse him, not when he curled the seat of your panties aside and delved right into your pussy like a starved man.
your hips twitched, a scream wrenched from the depths of your throat as you sealed you into place with his firm grip, sucking on your clit like it was his favorite candy.
it left you a wreck—nails digging into his headboard, one hand between your legs, twined in the sea of his dark hair, your thighs trembling almost violently.
“f-fuck—shin!”
he growled—actually fucking growled like an animal—and hooked his thumbs under the flap of your bra cups, dragging them down to play with your nipples while he continued lapping at your folds.
there was nowhere you could go—no place to wiggle away from the onslaught of searing pleasure.
“shin!” you started to sob, already going dumb on his tongue.
it was so fucking messy—his tongue deep in your walls, your pussy leaking like a faucet down his chin, dripping onto the bed, your thighs almost clamping down on his ears, his calloused fingers twisting and tugging, twisting and tugging, and twisting and tugging at your swollen buds repeatedly until you were poised at the edge.
the thought of fully sinking your weight down on him sparked panic through you, and you rocked on your heels, thighs burning from the exertion. but, shin was determined for you to cum on his tongue, pushing your hips down until your tired muscles gave way and your plush pussy collapsed onto his eager mouth.
you twisted around slightly to find his hips pitifully circling the air, cock a bright shade of red and leaking trickles of white onto his thighs.
the thought of shin focusing on your pleasure while neglecting his own fueled you with dark pleasure and you choked back on a moan, tossing your head back till the tips of your hair tickled his lower belly.
“gonna cum, baby,” you gasped, rocking your hips back and forth over the tip of his nose.
between your thighs, shin’s gravelly and deep voice reverberated through your abused and sensitive clit.
“cum for me, princess.”
your eyes rolled back into your head, mouth falling wide open. your entire pussy throbbed incessantly and you tripped over the edge, screaming his name.
“shin-nyyyy!” your wails were like music to his ears.
your release triggered his own and he spilled his entire load like a fucking virgin, hips twitching and cock pulsing from the overstimulation.
goddamn, he licked a strip from your ass to your clit, messily swiping his tongue through every tight seam to lap at your juices.
best. birthday. present. ever.
you were already shaking and twitching, expelling cute little mewls when he didn’t stop eating you out.
but shinichiro was far from done with you; his cock still needed to stuff you full with his seed if he wanted you swollen and pretty with his babies come next summer.
maybe that will be your next birthday present to him—a house full of mini shinichiros and you. the family he always wanted with the love of his life.
fuck. he could cry at the mental image of you carrying his baby if he wasn’t so focused on rousing another orgasm from your spasming cunt.
“shit, shit—holy fucking—nghhh,” shin groaned through a mouthful of your folds when his spent cock twitched back to life, your pussy juices nearly drowning him but he couldn’t find a single fuck to give.
“s-shin—a-ah!” you sobbed, fucked-out pretty face marred with tears and drool, your grip in his hair tightening. “want m-more!”
even if he died right this instant, he would walk towards the gates of heaven with a swing in his step, grinning and whistling a mindless tune to hammer in how insanely happy he was in this instance.
his next words left you breathless with anticipation, two long fingers curling into your heat and a sweet smile growing across his wet cheeks.
“happy fucking birthday to me.”
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mynewblackdress · 1 year
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all your works are so cool!! pls write more shinichiro ones! you really capture his personality so well 💙💙💙💙💙
Hi there 💙💛
It’s so nice to hear that 😊 I’m happy to know you like my works, and yes, Shinichiro is one of the characters, I enjoy writing for the most, so I will definitely continue in the future as well.
Thank you for writing to me 😊
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Title: Little Help
Pairing: Shinichiro x Reader
Summary: You take pity on the poor guy crying inside the groceries store. | Genre: Fluff | Warning: Mentioned stalking, hinted toxic family and pevious relationship | Word: 8.6K
‘Excuse me, but can I, please, help you somehow?’ you asked walking away from the register for a moment even if you really shouldn’t do that, but honestly, you just couldn’t stand any longer.
The tall dark-haired young man, who you were asking abruptly paused his dramatic wailing about what was he supposed to decide and other incoherent nonsense and looked up at you with wide shining dark eyes as he was on the verge of tears for some time now. 
 He had to look up since he was currently kneeling on the floor in the small convenience store you worked at. It was quite a scene. You saw grown men cry in dramatic movies, but never in a convenience store in the hygiene products aisle. Then again you supposed there was a first for everything.
The dark-haired man looked at you with a mixture of absolute gratitude and desperation and sniffed almost like an adorable little child, ‘Yes, please.’
Or a puppy, you thought to yourself questioning if you could get away with patting his head since he really resembled a K9 with his dark eyes and desperation mixed with joy covering his face.
Sighing to yourself over just how long it had been since you were on a date if you were thirsting after this random fool, you turned to look at the shelves and immediately deduced what his anguish was all about. 
‘Girlfriend?’ you asked casually pointing to the female section of the selves as the man slowly got up revealing his height in full, ‘No, I wish,’ he said and sighed gloomily before he explained, ‘Younger sister.’
You nodded, ‘Got it. First time?’
‘Yes,’ he said and hung his head down a very negative vibe appearing around him. 
You still found it amusing enough to chuckle and picked two options you deemed most suitable, ‘These should work for now until she finds a brand, she likes for herself. It’s really embarrassing, so you shouldn’t make fun of her or give her a hard time by being weird about it.’
‘I WOULD NEVER!’ he practically shouted causing a few other customers to look your way, but you paid it no mind only chuckling some more at his embarrassed state. If nothing else, at least he gave you some entertainment. Working in a tiny convenience store was the furthest from your dream job, but at the moment, you definitely weren’t in a place, you couldn’t be picky about where your next paycheck would come from. Anyway, the work wasn’t too bad. Despite this not being the best neighborhood, your only problems so far were small shoplifters and too chatty elderly people who seemed to enjoy talking your ear off while you worked. Since the clientele was mostly either too young or too old, it was refreshing to see someone your age and laugh a bit at his misfortunate.
‘Is it store’s policy to laugh at good paying customers?’ asked the man as he must have noticed how much you were enjoying his misfortune.
‘It is if they’re funny,’ you said quickly and chuckled, but not unkindly hoping he wouldn’t seriously get offended. He seemed he caught on as even for a moment he shot you a smirk and a look. At least, he knew not to take himself too seriously.
‘I will put this at the counter for you,’ you said motioning for the pads in your hands, ‘if you want something else, feel free to browse.’ 
You returned to your post by the register and waited for the guy to finish, in the meantime taking on and finishing another customer.
You couldn’t help, but think it was nice that the dark-haired man was willing to suffer this embarrassment and anguish over his sister though, and when he finally came back with some groceries, you scanned everything and tossed him some chocolate bars for free, ‘For your sister,’ you explained, ‘Chocolate helps.’
The man’s hand paused in stuffing things into his bag, and he went to pick up his wallet again.
You shook your head, ‘Nope. It’s on me.’
His dark eyes widened surprised, and instantly he started to protest, ‘No way, I can’t do that-’
‘Well, I’m not giving you a choice so,’ you said closing your register that let out a small ring as you did. 
You smirked victoriously at him as you saw him realize there wasn’t much he could do, and to your surprise, he offered you a small smile instead.
He continued to stuff his bag with the groceries he did buy and then took the chocolate bars pausing before he looked back up at you appearing far more relaxed almost casual now that his mini disaster was averted. 
‘Thanks for the treats and help. I would have been really lost without you,’ his smile morphed into a grin, and you felt almost star-struck for a moment because of how honest and grateful it seemed. People thanked you a lot every day while you work the register. It was part of the job. Not everyone, but in general those who came here often always spared a small thank you for your help or something more polite and formal, but you couldn’t help, but feel properly rewarded by how this dark-haired young man said it. 
Maybe it’s because he’s young and not half bad looking, you thought trying to sober up a bit and wondering if you shouldn’t start dating again since you might gain a crush on this man simply for grinning at you like this.
‘Hey, uh, do you know anything else that might be useful?’
Your own smirk a bit as you heard the hesitance in his voice and for the first time you properly took him in.
He seemed like a nice guy; he went out of his way to help out his little sister even if it must have been frustrating and embarrassing for both parties. If you weren’t working in the story and having to handle all sorts of purchases, you would probably still be a bit awkward about it too. Not to mention you had a few years of experience when it came to feminine hygiene products. But back to the young man in front of you.
‘No mother or aunt around?’ you asked quietly since you knew not everyone was interested in digging into such things. You didn’t even dig into your own family drama.
‘No, just me, my two younger brothers, grandpa, and my younger sister,’ he said, and you sighed to yourself feeling a bit sorry for the unknown younger sister who had to deal with so many men in the house. They might have been loving and all, but sometimes, it would help to have a good female role model. Not that you would consider yourself such, but you didn’t think you were that horrible either.
A sudden nagging took space inside your mind, and even if you never thought yourself to be an overly good and helpful person, looking at this dark-haired guy, you couldn’t help but feel like maybe it wouldn’t kill you to try a bit harder.
You glanced at the clock. Your shift wouldn’t end for another two hours, ‘If you want,’ you started hoping it didn’t come off as pushy or suspicious. You were still essentially strangers, ‘I can talk to her. I have some expertise in the uncomfortable area of becoming a woman. And in my experience sometimes it’s better to hear it from an actual woman, and well stranger.’
His dark eyes widened and his mouth opened in surprise. You didn’t blame him. You were a stranger, and here, you were offering to meet up with his little sister and talk about periods. Putting it like that, it sounded better in your head.  
However, that surprise quickly bloomed into something else, and before you could blink the young man looked properly hopeful about your out-of-the-blue offer. It made you wonder if it meant, he didn’t get offered help often or was just really desperate about his little sister.
His small smile turned into an honest and enthusiastic looking one, and a sudden urge arose inside your chest to look away from him.
He’s actually quite handsome.
So, he’s going to be trouble, You couldn’t help, but mentally prepare yourself before you tried to change the topic and redirect your loose thoughts, ‘I finish in two hours. Text me an address, and I will be there.’
‘You’re serious,’ he said rather than asked and set the bag full of groceries down looking for something he could use to write you, his address. 
You pulled out a pen and paper from behind the register, and the dark-haired man instantly got to work, ‘I’m Sano Shinichiro, by the way. Call me, Shin.’
He handed you the paper, and just as you went to grab it his fingers caught yours for a moment holding your hand from moving away, ‘You’re a really amazing person.’
He looked so happy yet casual, it was like those things radiated off of him and somehow found cracks in his skin before getting under it. It was too much.
Suddenly, you felt a wave of self-awareness hit you in the gut, and you almost shyly looked away chuckling a bit to ease the tension inside you, ‘Can you stop being so grateful? It’s embarrassing.’
‘But true,’ he said but allowed his fingers to let yours go and pulled his hand away still looking rather happy about it as he snatched his bag and quickly rushed away waving at you as he did. 
‘I never saw one pick up a date like that,’ commented your next customer, an elderly man, and you quickly shot his senile imagination down, ‘It’s not a date.’
Right?
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The evening wasn’t the worse. It was a bit overwhelming to meet so many family members of a guy, you knew for less than twenty minutes, but it seemed you quickly fit right in. 
‘You’re not Shin’s girlfriend, are you?’ asked his youngest brother peeking at you through one of the doors as you were introduced.
‘No, I met him today.’
‘Thought so, he couldn’t get a girl to safe his life,’ commented the boy earning a loud disapproving ‘Hey! Don’t tell her that. She barely knows me.’
‘Then she should know right off the start how uncool you are.’
Brutal, but it got you to laugh and definitely lightened up the awkwardness of being in a stranger’s home for the first time. 
You spoke to Emma, who tried to act a bit too mature for her age for some reason, but you couldn’t help, but thought she was sweet, and very intelligent for her age too. 
It would have ended in less than an hour, but you were surprisingly asked to stay for dinner and ended up helping to cook in the process. 
It’s a bit pathetic to admit it, but it was the best night, I had in months.
The next day, you were reading your magazine by the register when Shin appeared in front of you caring something inside a shopping bag.
You couldn’t help but grin brightly and sweetly when you saw him all the while asking, ‘Hi, need more pads?’
The words obviously startled him so he must have been deep in thought, but once he got over it, he chuckled and shook his head. You could tell some of the tension he seemed to have been carrying as he walked in fell off his shoulders, ‘No, thanks. All good on that front.’
You nodded and looked back down at your magazine. It wasn’t that you were ignoring him or anything, you were very aware of his presence which was why you felt you needed to try your hardest to look like you weren’t. You couldn’t have for him to jump to the conclusion that you might gain a tiny crush on him from spending a couple of hours in his presence of him with his family. 
It was ridiculous really, but at the same time, it was sort of hard to unsee how sweet and carrying father figure he was to his three younger siblings all the while being charming and easy-going around you.
‘Thank you,’ Shin said after a while, and you forced your eyes up from the words you weren’t even paying attention to in your magazine, only to watch him nervously rub the back of his neck with an almost serious look on his face, ‘You really helped me out yesterday. Uh, Emma was a bit down lately. After you talked to her, she seemed more like her usual self.’
A bright small smile pulled across your lips upon hearing that, and you would be lying if you didn’t admit to yourself, it felt genuinely good to hear you actually helped her. It was embarrassing to talk about this with a pre-teen girl who you just met, but it was just a moment, and the rest of the evening was rather fun. You liked the Sano family dynamic although that might have been due to how much such a good atmosphere lacked inside your own family, and how lonely, you have been lately, ‘Don’t worry about it. I had fun. Emma is a sweet girl, and your brothers are hilarious,’ you said and grinned, ‘Especially when they make fun of you, I might add.’
His nervousness melted away with a groan and eye-roll, ‘Yeah, they love to do that, especially in front of other people.’ 
You chuckled recalling the evening and then said, ‘I gave Emma, my phone number, so she can talk to me whenever she wants a break from you guys.’
‘Really? I don’t even have your number, but my sister does?’ he asked raising an eyebrow mockingly, and you pushed further by stating in your sweetest voice, ‘When you’ll be as adorable as your little sister, you can have it too.’
‘Should I start wearing pink dresses and braid my hair too?’ he asked half-seriously, and you nodded, ‘Yes, please, and allow me to take pictures.’
You both chuckled a bit, and you looked away playing with the edge of the magazine making a dog-ear only to straighten it up a moment later, ‘But seriously. Your family is really great. You’re lucky.’
When you dared to look back up from under your eyelashes, you could see Shin had a very fond smile on his face, no doubt knowing just how lucky he was to have his siblings and grandfather in his life, ‘Thanks.’
You couldn’t really say anything else. There was no joke or tease that came to your mind, and at the same time, it seemed impossible to speak at all while looking at how soft Shin’s whole face, whole persona, appeared when he was smiling in such a tender way.
You felt a tension settle against your stomach just by watching him, and so you rather looked back at your magazine just to be safe.
‘Oh, I wanted to give you something,’ he said suddenly, and you blinked at his bag as he pulled out a small Japanese bird's nest fern inside a brown pot, ‘Yesterday at dinner, you said you want to have many houseplants inside your home. So, here’s a new addition.’
Your eyes blinked and the tension inside your stomach melted away as you watched him settle the small houseplant on the side of the counter, ‘Is it okay? I had to ask the florist about it.’
You looked up and saw that Shin looked almost hesitant now maybe because he could see how much your own face lacked responses. 
It lasted only that moment because in the next event whether you wanted to be so obvious or not, your lips pulled into a bright and wide smile, and you giggled almost like a little child, ‘It’s beautiful, thank you, Shin.’
You could see the relief wash over the young man, as he closed his eyes almost painfully tight and opened them nodding and smiling, ‘I’m glad.’
Your fingers started to softly stroke the pedals, ‘I used to have a lot of plants before. So much so they were tripping people in the hallway, but in my new place I only have a few. They’re expensive, and I don’t have much daylight because of a nearby building,’ you confessed and bit your lower lip feeling strangely cozy inside even if you were brushing against bad memories, ‘I’m going to keep it here, so it has the right among of sunlight coming from the windows.’
When you looked back at Shin, his face carried his usual casual look, but also something close to a fondness for a moment. It surprised you because you weren’t sure you were ever looked at in such a way, by anyone including your ex-boyfriend, who was the reason why you had to move into a small apartment with little sunlight, work in this store, and avoid all your friends.
Shin's dark eyes blinked, and you could tell something changed because the fond look got replaced with momentary panic and him clearing his throat, ‘Good. The florist made me promise it will be taken care of properly. She was intense. You plant enthusiasts sure are weird.’
‘Says the guy whose default topic of conversation is motorcycles.’
He shrugged his shoulders returning to his nonchalant attitude.
Soon after that, you said your goodbyes as Shin needed to get back to work, and another customer showed up. From the day before you learned that Shin worked at a shop nearby, so it was likely you would see him again. You wouldn’t hate the idea, and if you were a bit more honest with yourself, you would even admit, you would like to see him again.
It’s that damn smile, you thought brushing the pedals of your new house (store) plant.
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‘Hey, what are your intentions with my brother?’ asked a short blond kid that carried a remarkable resemblance to Shin which was only fair since it was his younger brother, Mikey, after all. 
You leaned a bit further against the counter to have a better look at him. 
He and a horde of his friends entered the shop a few moments ago. At first, you simply assumed, they were there to load up on some popsicles due to the horribly hot summer weather. It was unbearable, and since the shop was really small and not as profitable as its owner would like it to be, you were forced to suffer behind the glass windows with almost no cooling too. Miraculously, your plant seemed to be doing well despite the heat, so at least you could take pride in that.
‘Oh, you care about him that much?’ you asked and grinned at the younger boy noticing that even as he looked away seemingly disinterested his cheeks were quite red revealing you did hit a spot, ‘I just down want to see him mope around because of another shitty rejection.’
‘Another?’ you asked genuinely interested. Shin had been coming to the store a lot after that first time, almost daily, and even if your little crush was still very much present, and at times, you were almost positive he felt the same, he never really instigated anything making you think you must have been projecting your own feelings. 
Currently, you were very friend-less, so you wouldn’t hate the idea of having him just as a friend, but if there was a chance for something more, you might be brave enough to try it.
‘Just how many times did he get rejected?’
‘Twenty,’ said Mikey looking directly at you with dark eyes that looked almost the same as Shin’s except there seemed to have been something a bit more dangerous inside them for a second before it was once again replaced with a typical childlike spark. 
‘Twenty?’ you repeated, ‘That’s rough.’ You wouldn’t rather tell a child, what you would do if you got rejected twenty times, but it would be pretty bad. Still, maybe you shouldn’t feel all that bad about Shin and remember that you got dumped not so long ago and ended up friendless and almost homeless in the process.
‘Shin’s weak when it comes to women,’ explained Mikey, and you wondered if that was the reason why up until now, the dark-haired guy, who seemed to show up every day to spend time with you during his break hadn’t asked you out so far. You wouldn’t hold it against him if he wanted to stay friends, but you couldn’t help, but occasionally catch him looking at you with that same smile you noticed before and wonder about. 
‘So?’ asked Mikey clearly not too patient with you spacing out. 
You sighed. It didn’t sound like the best idea, to tell Shin’s little brother of all people what was running through, your mind thought, ‘Look, don’t go assuming things about adults. You’re too young to get those,’ you said and watched the boy pout, ‘But know that I don’t plan to hurt your brother. Definitely, not if I can help it, alright?’
You reached your hand to him, ‘Let’s shake on it.’
His hand snatched yours after a moment and shook it while the blond kid stated, ‘I’m going to tell him to man up and ask you out soon. You’re pretty cool. Someone else might steal you before he finally grows a pair.’
You chuckled but thanked him wondering what would happen now if Shin’s whole family got involved in this. Emma already sneakily told you a couple of evenings ago, she would like if you were like her older sister so if now Mikey would also urge Shin maybe he could finally cut the crap and ask you before the end of summer. Or at least make it clear that he wasn’t interested so you could get rid of your crush sooner.
Idiot with a cute smile, you thought to yourself fondly before you noticed something else, and your good mood fell a bit.
‘Oi, you need to return what you took before you leave though,’ you said and looked at the black-haired kid, who came in with Mikey that froze in his track near the shelves with sweats and snacks. 
‘What?’
‘You heard me,’ you said looking at the kid but making sure not to appear angry or too adultlike since you could still recall how bothersome that was when you were their age, ‘Come on, if you take it, it gets cut from my paycheck, and the owner will call the police on you and report to your parents.’
You saw the dread that passed behind the kid’s eyes immediately signaling to you something was wrong. It was just the look a child got when he feared punishment. It was the look a child got when he feared the parent. 
You pushed back against your own past memories and tried again, ‘Just put it back alright?’
You walked around the counter to the freezer and pulled out some cheap popsicles, ‘Here. Take these instead. The chocolate will melt before you can enjoy it. This will at least cool you down.’
You tossed one to each of Mikey’s friends and kept the last one in your palm looking at the little shoplifter. 
He seemed to weigh his options looking at his friends and when his eyes landed on Mikey you saw something shift.
He pushed his palm into his pocket and pulled out a chocolate bar tossing it back toward the box with the others. 
When he turned back to you, you tossed him the last popsicle and waved at the door, ‘Now, out. You scary delinquents are chasing away all the good paying customers.’ 
Some snickered or grinned at your poor joke before they all rushed outside the bell above the door ringing each one out.
The boy who almost stole from you paused those, ‘Won’t this go out of your paycheck too?’
You glanced at him and offered him a smile, ‘It will. But it’s different when it’s my choice, do you understand?’ 
His eyes watched you for a moment before he grinned, ‘Yeah, thanks.’
You nodded to yourself satisfied with the outcome while hoping a couple of popsicles wouldn’t ruin your plan to pay rent and buy more plants.
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After that first time, Shin stopped by every day whenever he had some short break from his work in the motor shop to talk with you. Sometimes the conversations were short because there were customers, the shop owner, or Shin had a busy day and was using his brief smoke break by spending time with you instead. Other times, it was a slow day for the both of you, and the dark-haired guy, you grew to know pretty well now, wouldn’t leave your side until someone called him.
‘Your boyfriend can’t steal your attention when there are customers,’ warned you the owner, and you politely listened, ‘I promise he doesn’t, and he’s not my boyfriend.’
The older man waved his cane at you mumbling to himself as he went to his upstairs apartment again.
Every once in a while, Shin would show up with Emma or Mikey because they came to the shop with him. It wasn’t often due to school, but you liked having them around to help you lightly tease Shin, who never seemed to let it get to him too much. 
This time, he showed up with Izana surprising you as you just finished up a customer, ‘Hey, if you bring your grandpa next. I will have the whole Sano family visiting me at work.’
Shin grinned while Izana offered you a short wave and went to look around. He seemed bored. 
‘I wanted him to spend some time with me too. He and Mikey often get jealous of me,’ said Shin quietly brushing the back of his head while you deadpanned, ‘No, way. I thought they adored one another.’ You noticed right away that even if the boys were brothers their relationship was more combative if the window that got broken during your visit had anything to say.
You reached through your things and pull out something. You were meaning to give it to Shin sooner, but every time, he showed up, you started to chat and forgot about the manga, ‘Hey, I saw this and thought of you.’
Izana watched you for a moment before he came toward the register and took the manga from your hands, ‘Coco Long Vacation?’
‘It’s set in the Philippines,’ you said and watched as his purple eyes widened in amazement before he quickly opened the manga and started to read.
You smiled pleased with yourself, and when you looked up, you found Shin giving you a thumbs up and grinning, ‘I told you, you were an amazing person.’
‘Yeah, just don’t tell anyone, or they will start taking liberties. I’m a tough cashier, you know?’
‘I won’t let them,’ he said referring to the first statement causing you to swallow. Given how confident he seemed, you could almost believe him. It felt nice to know you would have someone in your corner. You didn’t really feel that in a while.
You looked at Izana who was now fully absorbed in the manga in his hands. 
‘I’ve never been anywhere,’ you said eyeing the front page of the manga and thinking about traveling, ‘You?’
He nodded in the direction of Izana and smirked, ‘Manila. I found a pair of engines for my ride there.’
You grinned teasing him a bit, ‘Bet you thought it was destiny that you found something for your bike there.’
You joked for a bit while Izana quietly read the manga near you until you stumbled upon the topic of dinner, ‘I’m going to come later today to cook for you. Emma asked me to show her some things.’
‘You don’t have to-’
‘I tasted your teriyaki if you can’t cook that how do you plan to teach Emma and your siblings to be good significant others?’ you asked pretending to be very serious, ‘it’s a modern age, and men need to pick their share of the chores, Sano-sama.’
You turned to Izana who was still busy reading but did a little hum to let you know he heard you, ‘It’s always a good adult skill, and just because your brother doesn’t possess it, it doesn’t mean you shouldn’t.’
‘I’m right here, you know!’ said Shin rather annoyed, but you knew he didn’t mean it. You knew well by now and knew it was hard to get under his skin.
‘Oh, and tell Mikey to bring that Draken and Kazutora kid,’ you said before you would forget recalling the boy who tried to steal from the store not so long ago. 
Shin blinked surprised and curious by this, ‘Why?’
You shrugged your shoulders hoping to appear more nonchalant than you felt at that moment, ‘They seemed to like their families might not be the best either. They could use home-cooked meals too.’
You tried to avoid it, but it was hard not to know that dummy was smiling at you now all the while carrying that fond look on his face that made him so stupidly handsome, it was honestly unfair, ‘Oh, you care so much.’
‘Don’t be sappy, alright?’ you said and turned only to see him handing you his wallet from one of his pockets, ‘Take as much you need.’
You shook your head quickly trying to protest, ‘You don’t have to, I offered-’
‘You work at this low-income job and frequently feed my siblings with snacks and sweets. I might not be a decent cook, but I would die of embarrassment if I wasn’t at least a good provider.’
You watched his face wondering if this was a dig at your earlier conversation, but since Shin didn’t look any other way but his charming and calm self, you took the money and offered him a small smile, ‘Don’t do it too often though. I might get used to it and bankrupt you.’
‘Nah,’ he said with ease and went around the counter tapping at Izana’s shoulder the follow since they needed to return to the shop, ‘You’re too much a good person to scam someone out of their money. I can tell.’
His words weren’t all that surprising, but the fact that they warm your heart was. You didn’t think you were someone who would take anyone’s money, but it felt nice to know Shin wouldn’t believe you would either. Even if there was still a chance, as there always was, that he wasn’t sincere, you believed him. Every word.
It’s that stupid cute smile.
You noticed Izana was about to put down the manga, but you waved it off, ‘Keep it. You can give it back when you’re done with it.’
The boy looked at manga with a small smile and whispered or breathed out a small thank you before walking outside. 
Shin watched a bit stunned before he grinned at you, ‘You’re the best you know that? Call me when you’re done. I will help you with the grocery bags.’
‘Alright,’ you said and waved at the young man and boy as they left.
Shin and Izana were already waiting for you by the time you ended your shift, and as promised helped you with the bags both telling you about the customers they had and what he learned so far from the manga. 
‘If you like, I will have a day off soon, so we can go to the store, I found the manga and you can pick up the next one,’ you told the boy who thought about it and enthusiastically nodded, ‘Yes, let’s do that. But let’s not invite Manjiro.’
‘Hey, that’s not very nice,’ you tried to be a bit more adultlike, but Shin cut in, ‘He probably won’t care anyway. He doesn’t like to read manga all that much.’
You had to walk, but it was still summer, and their evening was nice and warm, not to mention, your chest felt warm and soft knowing you were once again going to spend some time in the Sano household.
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‘Oh, so that must be her,’ said a male voice causing you to pause reading your magazine and listen. The person who spoke wasn’t being too loud but given that it was only him and his friend inside the small convenience store, and it had been quite a few minutes that you thought you felt their eyes on you it certainly seemed like they were talking about you.
Are they planning to rob the store?
Horribly judgmental thought on your part, but to be fair they looked a bit delinquent-like. 
You remained seated with your eyes on the magazine but mentally prepared yourself so you wouldn’t be too surprised if they did something. You were a cashier earning low-income in a store that wasn’t yours, you were not planning in any way to try and play the hero if it came to it. Even if the store owner told you it could happen, you were never robbed before despite the seeming interest this neighborhood seemed to be to ex-gang members according to your employer.
Finally, you sensed the two men approach your counter and settled some snacks on it.
Usually, when you worked to scan their goods people tended to look at your hands or around the shop. However, there was no doubt in your mind and body (since you started to sweat across your back), that these two were looking at you. 
Your instinct was confirmed when you finally finished offering them your polite smile and thanked them for shopping at your store, ‘Here you go.’
They were looking at you rather intensely before one of them was rather tall and practically towering over his friend and you and likely many people he met in his life. While the other was rather distinguishable because of his purple and blond hair and quite feminine features. 
‘Is there anything else?’ you found yourself asking before you could stop yourself because this seemed fairly weird, and if these two had some business with you, you would rather know about it upfront. Even if you hoped that wasn’t the case. Minus some catty behavior from your classmates in middle school, and the whole ordeal with your family and ex-boyfriend, you were never in a physical conflict with anyone. Let alone these two men who looked like they could take you down with a single hit if they really wanted to. 
‘Say, would go out with a known-gang leader?’ asked the bulky one, and your smile froze in place as your panic and confusion kicked in because huh?!
‘Uh, what?’ you asked looking from one to another wondering if he was asking you out. You honestly didn’t really know what to say. You didn’t want to accept, but you didn’t want to get beat up either.
‘Ignore him,’ said the other one, and took their stuff not bothering with a bag.
You felt honestly relieved except, you couldn’t overhear their words from the next moment, ‘If you scare her off before Shin even grows the balls to ask her, he will never forgive you, you know?’
Again, what?!
Luckily, Shin stopped by only after they left, and you were already prepared for just what you would ask him. However, you decided to toy with him a bit pretending to have a secret all the while waiting for him to declare he was going to go out to smoke a bit, ‘Say, you wouldn’t happen to be a well-known former gang leader, would you?’
The look on his face as he opened his mouth causing his cigarette to fall out was priceless.
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By the time October rolled in, you lost all hope Shin would ask you out, and you had to wonder if maybe everyone was mistaken. Even if you and Shin were constantly teased about it, it seemed the dark-haired boy would simply tell everyone to shut up or mind their business rather than admit there could be more to his feelings than friendship. You made some peace with yourself about it, but it didn’t stop from occasional wishful thinking especially when you slowly morphed into a sixth member of the Sano household with how often you came to cook them dinner and saw them around the store. It was probably just the whole feeling of safety and comfort, that it couldn’t be helped, and the best you could do was make sure your feelings that now seemed to move beyond crush wouldn’t get in the way of your new domestic routine. You liked it too much to jeopardize it. 
In the present moment when you took a break from checking out customers and thinking about what to cook today for the two growing boys, one growing girl, an elderly dojo master, and a young man, you were very fond of, you frowned. 
You looked out of the window and saw that the man from earlier was still standing there.
Asshole!
It happened a couple of days ago. You were doing your job and being decent enough toward this strange man, who however seemed to have taken a likely of you. An inappropriate and unreciprocated liking of you!
You were doing your job and being polite, not once signaling you had any interest in the man whatsoever. He was much older than you and seemed to have a certain vibe that didn’t sit right with you at all.
Since you told him a couple of times, you weren’t interested until the point you asked him to leave because he was holding the line, he tried to stay inside the store with you without buying anything. 
Luckily, the owner of the store didn’t like that and his behavior toward you either and kicked him out threatening to call the police if he didn’t leave his shop. 
You were relieved and hoped it would be the end of it, but it was far from it. Yesterday, you stayed longer in the store because the owner wished to properly tidy and clean it up. You didn’t mind since he offered you more money, and it was painful to watch the old man try to do it himself when he needed a cane to move around. However, this forces you to walk home in the dark and a couple of moments in, you were positive you heard footsteps following you. 
Your heart sank even now just thinking about how terrified you were running for your life even if you couldn’t really see if anyone was there. 
It was a horrible experience and seeing that the creepy man from before was back, you couldn’t help, but think it was him yesterday who followed you. Even if you didn’t have any proof. You had a hunch.
Today, it seemed he had the same tactic. It seemed, he learned of the days when the shop owner wouldn’t be around and decided to wait for you then. You felt sick to your stomach despite trying to appear all tough about it as if it wasn’t a problem. 
I’m scared.
This was why you hated being alone before. But at least now, you would like to think you weren’t completely. 
You snatched your phone and called one of the few numbers you had there even if the owner frowned upon you making personal calls during working hours, ‘Hi, are you busy?’
‘Just finishing up. Do you still plan to cook for us tonight? Because if not Mikey took a liking to hamburgers.’
You chuckled knowing that sounded like something the younger Sano would enjoy easing up a bit before you glanced outside again knowing the man was still there, ‘Listen, uh, there’s a troublesome situation. Well, it’s mostly a bother, not actual trouble.’
You could hear how he stopped working and probably fixed his phone to hear you better before he asked, ‘What’s wrong?’
‘There’s this man outside who’s waiting for me,’ you said realizing just how stressed you felt just thinking about it let alone talking about it.
‘Y-you have a boyfriend?’ you smiled a bit at how freaked-out, Shin sounded, and instantly felt better brushing your face and calming down knowing just hearing his voice helped, ‘Sadly, no,-‘
-because he’s taking his freaking time to ask me out-
‘-a stalker,’ you said and grimaced a bit, but that was essentially what the weird man waiting for you outside even if you told him, asked him, begged him not to, was. 
‘I’m coming over,’ he said with an almost chilling voice, and you heard him move. 
‘If you’re not done, you don’t have to. He’s outside and I’m inside the store-’
‘Good, stay there. Talk to me before I get there, alright?’ Shin asked his voice softening up but remaining tense throughout the entire conversation. You felt almost completely safe and comfortable just hearing his voice as you talked through the phone, but your eyes still shifted to the man outside from time to time just so you wouldn’t be surprised if he was gone.
‘I’m here, I’ll be over in a bit,’ you heard him say finally and end the call. 
You patiently watched as Shin suddenly appeared in front of your stalker and without a warning hit him across the face sending him to the ground. 
You were shocked. Ever since you found out Shin was a former gang leader, it didn’t really affect your views of him. Maybe because of how calm and charming he was, you couldn’t even imagine it, however, now as you watched him, he sent the man down and stood above him obviously telling him something, you had to admit he seemed beyond powerful. 
The man rushed away tripping on the sidewalk, but Shin didn’t come into the store until he was sure he was gone.
He barely opened the door, but you felt a rush of something take over you, and came to meet him halfway, ‘Shin!’
He immediately pulled you into a firm and safe embrace, ‘It’s alright. He won’t bother you anymore. I promise you’re safe.’
You found yourself closing your eyes and pressing your forehead against his body while he put the hand that wasn’t keeping you close on your back to the back of your head to bring you even closer.
This feels really good.
Your whole being relaxed against the young man, and you whispered a soft, ‘Thank you.’
Shin kept you company until it was finally time to close, he helped you tidy up and lock up. 
‘From now on, I will ride you to and from work. I can take you home to get some clothes, and you can sleep at our house for a while. Emma will be over the moon,’ he said as he took your hand in his leading you back to his shop to get his bike since he ran over without even thinking that taking it would be faster. 
You chuckled feeling touched but also trying to ease the seriousness of the situation, ‘Don’t you think, you’re overdoing it a bit?’
‘I know you’re safe now, but I want to make you feel better. You like spending time with us, right?’ he asked watching your face, but you both knew the answer even before you nodded. 
He grinned and continued to watch you softly, ‘Then let us help you take your mind off of this. Let’s make you feel better.’
You giggled a bit at his antics, but he made it impossible to feel anything negative at the moment.
Your hand squeezed his hand back enjoying how warm and solid it felt as it held onto you like he didn’t plan to let you go any time soon, ‘Alright.’
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Fortunately, you never saw or heard from your stalker again although you rarely found yourself walking around and you figured after getting beaten up by Shin, the creep wasn’t too inclined on returning and potentially meeting him again.
Unfortunately, you did meet one of your old friends.
‘Oh, I didn’t really come here to buy anything. I simply came to ask if you could give me smaller cash?’ she asked and immediately showed the bills in front of your nose.
You did your best to appear polite if only because you knew it bothered people more if you acted like their insults didn’t get you.
‘So, I heard from someone that you worked here, but I’m still stunned. I could never do what you did. Move away from your ex, quit your job, and start fresh,’ she looked around the place as if she was worried something nasty might be leaking and touching her.  
You didn’t really care much for her words, but it did bother you that Shin, who stepped aside when the woman showed up could hear her too, ‘Did you hear your ex is getting married? It must have been really hard for you since you were together for so long. Are still alone?’
You knew she was going to ask that or something similar, and you feared it would still hurt, but the moment she did ask, you didn’t really feel any pain, you simply recalled seeing Shin and his family grinning at you as they threw you a small dinner party not so long ago giving you even more house plants and other things they learned by now that you liked. 
A smile appeared across your lips, and you opened your mouth to answer in good conscience that you weren’t alone at all.
However, before you could you noticed Shin stepping around the counter toward you, ‘Sorry, I have to get back to work, but I will pick you up after your shift, alright, darling?’
You were stunned beyond words, but it became worse or better when suddenly you felt his palms take hold of your face.
His thumbs gently nuzzled the skin on your cheeks, and you had a second to see Shin’s fond face look at you with something unreadable behind his eyes before he leaned closer. 
The moment, you felt his lips touch your own, you forgot all about your former friend, the potential other customers, or everyone else in the world. His lips were soft and warm, and the moment they pressed against your own, it was like static ran through you lightening up every corner of your body. It was all too short and tender, and it broke you in a way, you didn’t think would be possible, and enjoy every micro-second of it. 
When he leaned away, he seemed to be in a strange peace all the while your heart threatened to burst out of your chest. 
His smile was the charming calm one you knew so damn well now it should have been illegal based on all those things it could do to you without effort. 
Then since even such a small kiss made it too hard to process what was happening around you, Shin winked at you and turned you around settling one of his arms around your shoulders in order to keep you close to his side, ‘That’s so lucky.’
His voice sounded a bit off, and you were grateful that it at least made it clear you weren’t the only one affected by what happened.
You blinked and realized he was talking to your former friend who seemed stunned by what happened as well. Obviously, she assumed you would never find anyone again.
Shin cleared his throat a bit, but carried on in an overly cheerful way, ‘Make sure he gets our congratulations, right darling?’ he asked looking into your eyes before he turned back to the annoying woman in front of the counter, ‘But shouldn’t you be on your way. You needed to change the money for something, right?’
You couldn’t help but burst out giggling upon hearing him act this way toward the woman and offered her your best fake polite smile that wasn’t your best at all because of all the giggling, ‘T-thank you so much… for shopping here. Have a nice day!’
You both waited until she was gone before you burst out laughing only to calm down a moment later with you immediately looking at Shin’s face, ‘Why did you do that?’
‘She was annoying,’ he said, and you gave him a look, ‘Do you often have the urge to kiss other people when you find someone annoying?’
He smirked, ‘If that person is you then yes,’ his dark eyes seemed darker now, but not in a bad way, ‘Often.’
You watched one another for a moment before Shin cleared his throat, ‘So that was your friend?’
‘My ex’s friend. When I moved from my family,’ you said, and he nodded since you already shared a lot about how toxic and troublesome, they were, with him, ‘he immediately took me in. He had a good-paying job, and all his friends became my friends. He gave me a job in his small business. He fell in love with someone else, dumped me, and forced me to move and quit. All our friends became his friends again,’ you said in a nutshell. It was horrible, and you still felt hurt by a lot of those things, but it didn’t hurt as much as it did at the beginning, not when there was still a tingling inside you caused by the sweet kiss you received a moment ago.
You glanced down noticing he was still holding his arm around your shoulders and smirked a bit, ‘Darling?’
You watched Shin’s usually pale face turn slightly red and his free hand rubbed the back of his neck, ‘She was really annoying.’
‘She was, wasn’t she?’ you agreed but continued to look at him not able to stop smiling, ‘It was nice,’ you said and with your free hand you reached out letting your fingers brush your lips as if you could touch the remains of Shin’s kiss on them, ‘You always try to save me. I really like that about you. You’re a really amazing person, Shin.’
His dark eyes followed the movement of your fingers before he breathlessly said, ‘I like a lot of things about you too.’
‘Yeah?’ 
‘Yeah.’
His dark eyes looked a bit hazy now, ‘For a long time now actually.’
Your heart skipped a beat before it started to beat even faster than before all the while you couldn’t stop smiling feeling like your chest might explode with the wave of absolute adoration you felt toward Shin at that moment, ‘That makes me really happy.’
He took in a deep breath moving closer to your face, ‘Really?’
You bit your lower lip pulling your fingers out of the way, and nodded all the while moving closer as well, ‘Really.’
Your lips touched again, this time far more unkindly than before moving against each other as if they wished to leave an everlasting mark spreading the spark from before even further and deeper inside you leaving you breathless when you finally broke apart for air, ‘E-every-one told me…,’ he took in a deep breath and let it out before he carried on, ‘to ask you already.’
‘You should have,’ you told him leaving no room for doubts before you put your arms around his neck enjoying how flushed his face looked knowing yours was no better.
You giggled as he let out a silent curse.
He managed to put his palms on your waist bringing you closer to him and holding you still. 
‘Shin,’ you giggled some more urging him on feeling like your chest might explode with the feelings of adoration and affection for this man, ‘Shin, ask me now.’
He chuckled, ‘Go out with me, darling?’
Your answer was another kiss. 
Koniec
A.N: Thank you for taking the time to read this. It turned out longer than my usual works. I hope you and your loved ones are alright. English is not my first language so I apologize for mistakes and such. Have a lovely day 💙💛
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zeltqz · 2 years
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— three’s game
·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ a simple question led to feelings being revealed & a heated threesome one-sided threesome.
pairings — shinichiro sano + wakasa imaushi
warnings —fem!reader, cigarettes, voyeurism near the end, oral (f), missionary, creampie, unprotected sex, shinichiro gets jealous and kicks wakasa out the room, shin and waka brainrot hehe, OG timeline shin + waka.
notes — i tried to make this fluffy but put more effort on the smut bye 💀 also this is ib @/heich0e hehe @luvhaitani tagged as promised🫶🏾🫂
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“Do it [Name].”
You bite down on your lip a bit too hard and grip the phone in your hand a little bit tighter.
You contemplate for a moment; ask your roommate an awkward question that will for sure ruin the balance of your ‘friendship’ for the rest of your life, for a simple 30 bucks. 
“If I do this—” You swallow hard, “you gotta buy me takeout tonight, and on top of that, send me the 30.”
“What?! You’re doing way too—”
“Do you even get what you’re asking of me? You want me to ask my roommate if my name is moanable enough…”
“Heh, yeah. Do it!”
You fight the urge to reach through the screen and bash your friend’s face into the glass. “Takeout and money? Tonight? I won’t ask unless you agree to it.”
“Fine, takeout and money. Now go, don’t be a pussy!”
You swallow for the tenth time in the last two minutes, shoving your phone in the backpocket of your shorts before you head over down the hallway to your roommates room. He’s been in there all day with the door locked. “Hey, Shin, could I ask you a question?” You ask, knocking at the door.
“Yeah, wait, come in.” 
You reach down and open the doorknob, only to freeze the moment you open the door. Though he’s not looking at you, you had completely forgotten he had his bestfriend Wakasa over. Shit, shit abort mission. 
Abort—
“What question?” Shinichiro smiles at you from his bed, that stupidly innocent smile that made you fall for him the momenet you laid your eyes on him. 
“I—uh—” Your phone vibrates through your backpocket and you don’t need to look at the screen to know your bestfriend is spamming the shit out of you to ask. “Do…do you um—” Shinchiro blinks at you, waiting for you to ask the question, and Wakasa isn’t even paying you anymind, just on his phone and not even sparing you a glance. “—do you think my name is moanable?”
You swear your heart rate stops the same time you see Shinichiro’s eyes go wide and for the first time tonight, Wakasa actually looks up at you; his face is unreadable but the smirk on it says exactly what you think he’s thinking. 
“Moanable, huh?”
“Hey, Wakasa… I didn’t see you there.” You try to act like you weren’t even aware of his presence, like it’s a shock seeing him here, but he just darts his eyes back between you and Shinchiro.
He nudges Shin with his elbow, the slight jostle brings Shinichiro away from his thoughts and back down to earth. “Well, you think her name is moanable or not?”
“I—uh—I don’t—how am—uh—what?”
You fiddle with your fingers. “Well?”
“I mean—sure? I don’t know, I’ve never moaned your name or anything so—” The hard blush on his cheeks gives himself away without even trying. You pretend not to notice it, but the more you look at it, the more confident you feel. 
“Is it moanable, Shin?” 
When Shinichiro doesn’t respond, Wakasa nudges him again. “Dude, moan her name.”
“I’m not fuckin’ doin that!” Shinchiro nudges him back with as much force. 
Wakasa laughs before switching off his phone, ready to give his full attention to you. “[Name], right?”
“Wow, you forgot my name already. I’m hurt.”
His eyeroll is expected; choosing to ignore your sarcasm. “[Name]...[Name]...hm.” He repeats the name under his breath a couple times, inside his head he’s thinking of all the lewd ways your name could be said. “Yeah, sounds pretty hot.” He turns to the side to face Shinichiro who looks like his face is about to explode with how red it is. “See, I answered it, now you do it.”
“Yeah—” His voice comes out raspy before he clears his throat, trying to not let his nerves show. “Yeah, it is.”
“Thanks!” You chirp, ready to leave the room and escape this awkward situation and speak with your friend but Wakasa calls your name before you can go. 
“Why’d you ask that? Seems a little random.” He leans back against the bed, then pats the open spot next to him and Shinichiro. 
“It was a dare.” Wakasa waits until you’re in an arm's reach before he’s dragging you closer with a simple tug, causing you to sit on the bed. The side of your thigh rubs against Shinichiro, who’s struggling to make eye contact with you. 
“Dare?” He flicks his eyes over to Shinichiro; a mischievous gleam in his eye makes Shinichiro panic with what he’s about to say next. “Say [Name], do you think my name is moanable?”
“Yes.” You can’t help but shy away from him when he moves closer to you, your lower back hitting Shinichiro’s leg as you try to shift away from Wakasa. 
“You do?” 
“Are you deaf? I already said ye—” 
Wakasa covers your mouth with a huge palm, before looking up at Shinichiro with a raised brow. “Shin, you never told the lady if her name is moanable.”
“I did, dumbass.” Shinichiro tries to joke, but with how your lowerback is currently digging into his kneecap, he can’t help but feel jittery with how close your back is. 
You furrow your brows and try to peel Wakasa’s hand away from your mouth, but his grip is too tight. “Do you think his name is moanable?” 
His. Him as in Shinichiro.
The realisation makes your squirming come to an end; suddenly the feeling of his kneecaps pressing into the bone of your lower back just near your ass becomes more apparent, like the only thing you can feel is that. You know Wakasa won’t drop it unless you answer him, so you drop all hesitation and nod your head.
You don’t see how Shinichiro darts his gaze towards your direction—an action only Wakasa sees before he smirks. He’s the only one aware of his friend's sly crush on you, he’s noticed how every single crumb of confidence Shin has suddenly disappears whenever you walk into the vicinity. And it’s even worse the fact you’re roommates together, having to see you everyday, hear you everyday—it’s gotta be soul crushing being so close to you yet so far.
“I’m gonna ask you another question, sweetheart.” Wakasa warns you before he lifts his hand away from your mouth. “Who’s name is more moanable, mine or his?” He nods in Shinichiro’s direction, grinning when he can practically see the gears turning in your head. 
You already know the answer; having moaned Shinchiro’s name a constant amount of times whenever you’re horny at night, fingers dipping a little low underneath your sheets for comfort as you cover your mouth with your hand as you play with yourself, wishing the finger flicking your clit was his tongue. 
But you have to act oblivious.
So you shrug and say, “I don’t know.”
Waka clicks his tongue before he’s leaning forward once more, causing you to move backwards, your back backing up against Shin’s chest. The moment you realise you can’t move backwards is when your brain realises what sort of position you’re in right now.
Waka’s fingers move along your thighs as he brushes his lips against your own. “Want to test it out?”
There’s an ill feeling in Shin’s chest as he watches how Waka’s fingers dance along your skin, how they inch further up your leg, stopping directly at your thighs before bunching up the skin in his grasp. “Dude, stop—”
“Stop what?” Waka lazily looks up at his friend, his hand massaging your thighs in his grip, “she likes it, look at her.”
Shin glances down at you briefly, his dark eyes somehow darkening even more when he realises from this angle he can see down your shirt, staring down directly at your breasts before he’s shifting his gaze somewhere else, trying to remain respectful, but you reach behind and grab onto his leg, nodding at Waka’s words. 
“I want to test it.”
“I’m gonna make you scream my name.” Wakasa boldly states before his fingers leave your thighs, travelling up north towards the hem of your shorts. He unzips them before pulling them down. 
Your phone slips out from the backpocket, the green call button on the top of your phone catches Wakasa offguard. He bends down to pick it at the same time you and Shinichiro manage to lock eyes with each other.
Your stomach flips and your breath catches in your throat when you soak in the look of flustered Shin, his cheeks have lost their pink hue but some of it is still evident there, his lips are slightly parted before you see his eyes slip down to your lips—for only a short second—but that second was all you needed before you felt it.
Felt something semi-hard prodding at your lower back, then you realised exactly what it is. “Shini—”
“Oh, you were on the phone the entire time?” Waka holds your phone out, causing you to whip your head back to the man in front of you.
“Well it was a da—”
“Hope you don’t mind if I hang up now, right?” He’s already pressing the big red end call button even without your permission. Though you should be mad he just hung up on your friend, a part of you is grateful that he did, because honest to God—the moment you locked eyes with Shin you’d had forgotten all about that phone.
“‘Kay so ‘m gonna eat you out now.” Waka hooks two fingers under your chin to tug you closer to him, “don’t forget to moan my name.”
“I’ll moan if it’s good.” 
You regret saying that, because the smirk on his face shows he’s more than confident in his abilities and you’re actually scared when you feel him reposition you on the bed. 
“Hey—” A softer voice taps at your shoulder and you look over your shoulder at Shin. “We really don’t have to do this, if you’re not comfortable.”
Wakasa is about to tug your panties off before you move on the bed a little, repositioning your body to half face Shinichiro. “It’s okay, I’m not uncomfortable.”
“Really?”
“Yea—”
“You guys’ done? Let’s get to work.” Waka hooks a finger underneath your lace panties, peeling them away from your body. 
Despite his finger moving through your folds, you can only focus on the heat radiating from Shin’s chest as he warms your back, can only focus on how he finally loosens up and leans down, pressing his lips against your shoulder, kissing a line towards your neck.
You help him out by moving your neck to give him more room. He rests his chin along your shoulder as he watches Wakasa tug your panties somewhere across the room. 
He runs a finger down up and down your slit, each stroke has your breath hitching as you wait for him to reach your clit—but he never does. He’s taking his sweet time, wanting to make you fall apart first. “Is she wet?” Shinichiro asks, his lips brushing against your ear. “I can hear her from here.”
You want to sink in on yourself, suddenly regretting everything you said early about wanting to do this. You had no clue that two guys on you would be so overwhelming, especially not with the way the noises coming from your pussy fill the silent room.
“Yeah—this wet over a conversation?” Wakasa presses a kiss to your thigh, “was thinking about moaning my name so hot?”
“Don’t flatter y-yourself.” You try to sound confident, but when you feel Shinichiro’s hands place themselves on your waist, squeezing the flesh there slightly, you can’t help the way your voice wavers. “I was thinking about something e--else”
“What were you thinkin’ of?” Shinichiro’s hands slide around your midriff, pulling you back against him more, making sure your ass bumps against his crotch.“Look at me.”
You can’t find it in yourself to respond, especially not with the way Waka’s lips sear marks into the skin of your thighs, how Shinichiro runs his hands along your stomach—slow strokes that reach to the underside of your bra before he shifts them back down.
“Oi,” A harsh slap to your thigh catches you off guard, letting out a quiet yelp/moan, catching the attention of the two men. Waka squeezes your thigh in his hand, ensuring that when he moves it there will be a mark there, and you swear you can feel Shin growing even harder against your lower back. “Answer his question.”
You look down at Waka, his dead eyes peeking up at you as he waits for your answer. “What question?”
He clicks his tongue again before he hooks a finger on your slit, catching some of your slick on the tip of his finger and pulls back slowly, seeing how far it stretches before breaking, dropping to the bedsheets, leaving a stain there.
“What were you thinking of to get you this wet?” He repeats and you wince when you feel Shinichiro start up his slow kisses once more.
“It doesn’t matter—jus—just keep going.” Your hand finds it’s way to the hair of the man behind you, digging your fingers into his scalp as you let out a soft sigh as he kisses your skin. “Fuck, Shin—” Upon hearing his name leave your mouth, his fingers dig into the skin of your stomach, tongue darting out as he licks a stripe along your neck before he’s biting down.
Waka hates the way you’ve already moaned Shinichiro’s name and all he’s done is kiss you. He needs to step up his game, so he leans down to your cunt and licks a slow soothing stroke from the bottom, to your clit, where his lips wrap around the small bundle of nerves. 
“Fuck—!” Your back arches into Shin’s chest, digging your nails into his hair, not caring if your grip is too tight, you just need to grab onto something. Waka’s tongue gets to work, flicking your clit in several directions as he brings your legs over his shoulders. 
You instantly wrap your legs, enclosing them around his head as you lean into the warmth of Shinichiro’s chest as  he continues to mark your neck. His lips leave your neck, one hand lifting off your stomach to tilt your face towards him. 
There’s a set of lips pressed against yours and you melt into his touch, twisting your body to try and face him a little better as you loop your arms around his shoulder. You can’t even feel Waka’s tongue on you anymore, not when every single functioning braincell in your head is just focusing on Shinichiro, his lips, his taste, his warmth, trying to remember every small detail to store in your brain for later.
You can’t focus on anything but the slide of his tongue against yours, the groan he lets out against your mouth when you dig your nails further into his hair, tugging him even closer to you as possible.
“Shin—” You break the kiss to moan his name once more, but he cuts you off with another kiss, too desperate to taste your soft lips once more. His hands slide up your chest, slipping them between your bra as he grabs at your tits, flicking his finger across your nipples and the feeling of Waka pressing a finger inside you has you pulling back from the kiss.
“Waka—wait—!” He curls his finger directly into your spot and you moan his name, dropping your hands to his hair when he leans back down to suck at your clit, flicking it harshly and rapidly with his tongue. “Waka—fuck ohmygod—” You squeak out, fighting the bodily urge to kick him away from you because the sensation was too much.
Shinchiro tugs your shirt off and helps you unhook your bra before he’s playing with your tits again, desperate to get your attention back on him. His hand slides up your neck, gripping at your throat tight enough to grab your attention before he’s kissing you again.
You feel dizzy, having both boys on you, using your body, your lips, just to get you to moan. You wonder  just how far the two of them are going to take this. “Shin—” You can’t help but moan out once more, desperate to just climb into his lap and let him embrace you.
“Yeah,” Shin mumbles against your lips. There’s something about the way he’s looking at you, how his eyes almost look relaxed as he soaks in your appearance, drinking in the sight of you panting heavily, your lips wet with his saliva. “Fuck,” he mutters so quietly you barely even register it, not when you feel another finger prodding at your entrance. He catches your bottom lip with his teeth, sucking on it as you let out soft moans, feeling his other hand slide up to your nipple, flicking it with the tip of his finger.
Shinichiro lets his eyes linger along the swell of your lips before slowly looking back up to your face. The moment he reaches your eyes is when you break down, walls tightening around Waka’s fingers he lets out a small groan.
His lips are back on you, kissing you through your orgasm whilst Waka’s fingers don’t let up, continuing to twist them in and out and hook onto your spot before your hand darts out to his hair, making him wince as you cum on his face.
Your moans are silenced by Shinichiro making out with you so softly,  just waiting for the moment Waka lifts his face from your cunt. The second he pulls his fingers out, Shin is grabbing your hips and tugging you on top of him. You kiss him back just as eagerly, hands cupping the sides of his face as you lick into his mouth. 
He lifts you up, high enough so he can slip a hand inside his pants to grab his cock. The moment he brings you back down, you can feel just how hard it is as it presses against your asscheek. 
“You gonna let me fuck you?” He pants out, already reaching behind you to grab at his cock. When your hips rise high enough to let him in, he smirks, dropping his head into your shoulder to brace himself the moment his tip enters your pussy.
“God—s’fuckin’ tight, jus’ like how I imagined—” His words are hot against your shoulder, his fingernails digging into your hips as you start to sink down onto his cock.
“Imagined?” You use the small energy you have left to lean back to get a better look at his face, the action causing you to sink a little lower, stealing another groan from his lips. 
Shin freezes upon the realisation of his words—ready to take it all back but you’re sinking down further, putting your hands behind you to rest on his knees to get more comfortable. “Shin—” you moan out, all elegant-like when he finally bottoms out.
He doesn’t give you a moment, his hands already lifting you up his entire length, ensuring nothing but the tip is left inside, before he’s pulling you back down. Shinichiro finally lifts his head away from your neck, only to be met with the eyes of Wakasa who’s smiling before he steals a cigarette from his dresser. 
“You’re welcome.” Waka nods his head over at you; and you’re too out of it to even notice what the two of them are even talking about. Your mind only filled with the man beneath you, the man who’s currently splitting you open with his cock, the man who’s nails are digging so deep into your skin—a forceful reminder that this is real-life, and not another one of your wet dreams.
“How’s she feel?” Wakasa asks, brows perking up at the strangled moan that leaves your lips the moment his cock hits something deep inside you.
“Fuck, Waka she’s squeezin’—shit—squeezin’ me s’tight.” Shinichiro grips your hips a little harder, hard enough to rip another moan out from you, almost hard enough to hurt. 
“Yeah? I can tell.” As much as he’s enjoying the view, he has to rip his gaze away from the scene to search for a lighter. “Man where the fuck you keep these things? Messy ass roo—” 
He’s cut off when Shinichiro slams you back down with a groan, a loud scream of his name leaves your lips before he’s flipping you over, pressing you into the sheets.
You grab onto his shirt, not caring about how hard you’re wrinkling it as you wait for him to put it back in. “Shin—c’mon hurry—” Your words are slurred, panting as you eagerly wait for him to stuff you full. 
“‘M comin’ wait jus’ one second.” Shinichiro sits back onto his knees, grabbing the base of his cock but not before pumping it a couple times, each stroke makes a bead of precum leak out from the tip. He does it a few more times before he’s leaning forward, resting a hand against his bed frame before he shoves it back inside, hiding a choked off groan inside the junction between your neck and shoulder.
You lift a shaking hand to brace it against his shoulders when he slams his hips against yours. Your neck tickles with his hot breath at every muffled moan he lets out whenever his balls slap against your ass just a little harder. “O-oh Shin’ keep goin’—ah fuc—”
“Touch yourself, please, need to f—feel you.” His breath stutters at the plain thought of seeing your nimble fingers struggle to rub your clit. The moment he feels your hands leave his shoulders, he’s sitting back up, tracing his eyes all over your body, the curve of your breasts, the way they bounce with every hard thrust from him. 
Fuck—this is a sight he thought he’d only see in his dreams. You make sure to follow the trail of his eyes down your body, fingers ready by your clit the second he reaches it. 
“Shin.” Your voice is hushed and whispered when you throw your head back, fingers dancing along your clit, fingers shaking with every roll of his hips against yours, each roll pushing his cock even deeper inside you, the curve of his cock making it easier to hit spots that make you clench around him even tighter.
“Goddamn—” Shin grabs your thighs, lifting them closer towards him as he watches his cock disappear inside you every few seconds. He digs his fingers into your skin, letting out a shaky groan when he fucks the white ring of cum on his cock back inside you. Fuck, when did you even come? How long ago was it? 
The smell of cigarettes and ash fills your nostrils and you want to cough. Looking to the side of Shinichiro, you see Wakasa blowing a puffy cloud of smoke out from his lips. His dead eyes meeting your own as he watches your body get jolted forward with each thrust from his friend.
“Wakasa—” 
“Mmm, I like it when you say my name like that.”
At that, Shinichiro stills, hips slamming against yours before he comes to a stop to turn his head back to his friend. 
Wakasa raises his brow, flicking his cigarette as he meets his friend's gaze.“Hm? Don’t mind me, just watchin’ the show.” 
“Can you get out?” He tries his hardest to sound stern, but Wakasa only finds it amusing with how breathy and hard he’s panting. 
“I’m fine here, actually.”
“Get out.” 
You trail your eyes up the man in front of you, how his grip on your hips tighten with how hard he’s glaring at Wakasa right now. He only returns the glare with a lazy one of his own and an obnoxious cloud of smoke that makes you cough again. 
Shinichiro returns his gaze back to you the second he hears Wakasa mumble something like ‘I got you two together and you throw me out like this’ followed by him leaving the room with a slam of the door. Shinchiro rolls his eyes before leaning down and using his hands to fan the smoke away from you. “You okay?”
“‘M alright, Shin.” You run your hands up his neck, tugging at the hairs on the back of his neck to pull him closer. “Now fuck me, please.”
“Shit—okay.” He presses his lips against yours and rolls his hips back, making you mewl into his mouth as your hands travel down his white tee, slipping underneath to scratch at his back. 
The moment your nails dig long red lines into his back, he groans into your mouth; the tight and wet warmth of you holding every inch of his cock has him fighting an orgasm, trying not to cum before you do. 
Wakasa would never let him hear the end of it. He looks over at the door, having a slight feeling his friend is just waiting outside for the moment of you both to finish so he could come back inside. That idiot.
The feeling of your fingers digging into the muscles of his back brings his attention back to you, how your blunt nails are etching themselves into his skin as you try to tug him impossibly closer to you. “Shin ‘m gonna cum, don’t don’t stop please.”
“Cum for me,” he pants as his eyes search your own, his nose brushing yours as he tilts his head to kiss you roughly, “Cum on my cock, wanna feel you squeezin’ me again.” 
You run your hands down his body, squeezing past your bodies to rub at your clit, twisting them in rough circles and you’re throwing your head back, his name leaving your lips in a loud cry as you feel him use your neck to his advantage, his lips sucking and licking all over the open space. 
“Oh shit, s’tight, ‘m gonna—gonna cum in you—” 
“Do it. Please, Shin.” You breathe out, shaky hands leaving your clit as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, digging his face deeper into your neck. His hips still in one final thrust and your neck vibrates with the low groan he lets out as he emptied himself inside you, feeling ropes of cum staining your insides as he trembles against your neck.
“Fuckkkkkk,” he lets out after he catches his breath, rolling off of you to the other side of the bed. Your body aches and your muscles feel stiff, but you turn to face him, shifting close to him until your breasts are against his arm. 
“Shin.” You tilt his head to face you and watch as his dark pupils dilate when he meets your gaze. 
“Yeah?”
You can’t help the lovestruck smile on your face when he tilts to face you, both of your faces just inches apart. You run your fingers through his hair, pulling him so your lips are touching but not in a kiss. “I’ve wanted that for so long.”
“You did?”
“Yeah.”
He drops his eyes to your lips, not moving them as he says, “Me too.” His hand slides down to your waist before he’s drawing you in for a tender kiss.
“Shin,” you breathe against his lips, kissing him so eagerly as you roll onto your back, pulling him back ontop of you. His arm comes up to brace himself up so he doesn’t topple onto you. 
“Can I come back in now?” Wakasa’s lazy voice makes the two of you freeze, having completely forgotten he was in the house.
“No, go away.” Shinchiro says before he’s looking back down at your naked body, “not until she’s decent again.”
“But I already saw her naked, dude.”
“That was before she was my girlfriend.” A gasp leaves your lips and he’s looking down at you like he’d said something wrong. Then he panics, realising he’s never even asked you to be his, he just assumed you would. 
As if you could sense he was about to take it back, you pull him down for another short kiss. “It’s okay, ‘m all yours, Shin.”
You let out a little laugh when relief washes over his face and he’s dropping his face back down to your neck. “Thank God.”
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dlscenarios · 6 months
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Some fluffy and nsfw headcanons for Shinichiro from TR please? Thank you!!
Shinichiro SFW & NSFT Headcanons
mm shinnie content
MDNI - NSFW under the cut
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SFW
-> Taught you how to fix a bike or a certain parts of a car early into the relationship. Taught you how to ride a motorcycle later on.
-> You were the first person to agree to date him. That same night, he went home and cried (happy tears, don’t worry).
-> CONSTANTLY calls you his Passenger Prince(ss). You better take that name with PRIDE, dammit.
-> Had to hold himself back from introducing you to his family too soon because he worried about you leaving him.
NSFT
-> He SWEARS that when he saw how well you got on with his siblings was when he developed a breeding kink. He wants a baby with you 😤
-> His dick is on the skinnier side but above average in length. Honestly, 10/10.
-> Of course, he lost his virginity to you. However, his friends still won’t let him forget how “late” he lost his v-card.
-> Aside from the obvious inexperience (& correlating hesitancy), he’s pretty good in bed.
-> Good with his hands, thanks to his line of work.
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white-poppie · 10 months
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Synopsis: You have had a crush on your older brother's best friend for years now, Shinichiro Sano, the biggest loser there is to exist, but he shares the same pining for you?
Pairing: S.sano x gn! reader Genre: Fluff-> Suggestive-> Angst -> Fluff, SFW TW: Age gap (4 years) smoking, crying, cursing, Waka being mean, Shin being the biggest flirt ever, sooooo much tension Phew~ WC: 2k A/N: Reader is around 18 here and Shin is 23. Before you come at me saying 'omg the age gap' shush.
Song rec: Just One Day by BTS (listened to it on rep while writing.)
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You frowned at the grey clouds, meandering malevolently overhead, the moisture in the air made you sniffle as you found yourself tracing your steps to Shin's shop.
A weird dread lingered whenever you came to your brother's best friend's shop. The smell of gasoline and that crooked smile on his face, smeared with oil and dirt always sent a catastrophic spurge of butterflies in your stomach.
"Sano san," you called, entering the half-open shutter. Half-open to stop the water from entering. You were drenched from head to toe, clothes sticking uncomfortably to your skin and the cold made you shiver.
Shinichiro peeked at you from under one of the cars. His black tresses stuck to his forehead due to the sweat and humidity under the machinery, "Hey Y/N", he drawled, his eyes squinting to adjust to brightness as he saw your pathetic and soggy state, "shit, you're soaked." He said stating the obvious.
With a slight groan, he got out from under the car, his breathy voice sending shivers down your already trembling figure.
Dusting his pants he looked at you, "Got caught in the rain?" He said with his onyx eyes seemingly undressing your soul.
You bob, "Do you mind if I stay here till the rain stops? It's really cold."
Shinchiro nods as he picks up a towel to wipe his sweat with, throwing it somewhere on one of the bikes. He looks at you for an uncomfortably long time, his inky, dark eyes raking on your drenched silhouette. He has to clench his fists to stop him from staring, he sighs and walks into the storage as you stand awkwardly, soaked like a duckling in the middle of his shop.
He comes back with a jacket, his posture straight and wide shoulders pushed back as he walks. He grabs the jacket with his hand and comes close to you, you can smell his peppermint aftershave, his chest inches away from your face as he puts the jacket on your shoulders, fixes the collar, and tucks your hair that falls loose behind your ear so that it doesn't get stuck in the zipper. It takes him all humane strength to not caress your cheek and pull you close as you look up at him with those doe eyes of yours.
"Feel warm enough?" he says softly, his voice all raspy like he is thirsty for something.
You nod and flush, looking away, feeling as if you are melting from his intense gaze.
A breathy laugh escapes from his nose as he pats your head, "So cute."
You gulp as your heart thumps in your chest. You've had a crush on Shinichiro since you first met him when your older brother Wakasa brought home a kid with a funky-looking hairstyle. You were 8 at that time and Shin was 12. You were experiencing those cliched-brother's friend trope, god you have rejected so many boys just for him.
And being so close to him, even after all these years, sent a catastrophic spurge of sparks, his voice, his scent, his gaze--it was almost painful, trying to take each breath in the heavy air.
Shinichiro breathes shakily as he looks into your eyes, he seems to be in a spell-bound trance at the sight of you...and you are so close to him, his arms itching to embrace you, his fingers parched for the sensation of your skin underneath them, it was almost perverse how his desire for something so tender and non-sexual was killing him from inside.
"Sano-" you whisper breathily, eyes flickering at the taller man
"Shin," he corrects you, his fingers still resting behind your ear, “It’s Shin for you.”
You gulp and nod softly, heart muscle thumping like a jerking light bulb, spasmodically. Your hands and feet were cold, it was like adrenaline was pumping in your body, everywhere except your face, which was flushed.
"Shin," you correct yourself softly as if relishing the syllables of his name on your tongue.
“Good job,” he says, his eyes filling with something so raw, you felt undone by it, The hand that rests behind your ear now moved to rest on your cheek as he slowly closes his eyes and leans in.
Your heart speeds up at the gesture, but there is this void in the pits of your stomach that makes you move away, “stop,” you say softly.
Shin snaps out of the trance and takes a step back, “shit, Y/n I am so fucking sorry, I should’ve asked before, is ms sorry I misread your actions.” He sighs guiltily, his stomach almost dropping at the thought that he made you uncomfortable, "I am sorry, I really am, I should have been the mature one in this situation instead of getting carried away, you are still a kid.” He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.
Your heart hurts at the word thought that he still thought of you as a kid, you were an adult, what difference did it make if he was just a couple years older than you?
“ ‘S not why I moved away,” you say and look at the ground, knowing that if you look into those abysmal eyes, they would draw out the tears in yours. “Your explanation just proved that I did the right things- you feel as if that desire was impulsive, lust-fuelled.” Your voice cracks as you explain it to him, “I don’t want that, I don’t want that half-hearted kiss, without any romantic feelings just because of one day, I don’t want that Sano san.”
His throat felt dry at the pain in your voice, the crack in your words and the use of his family name, “who said to ya that it was a momentary thing?”
“Please,” you chuckle bitterly and sniffle, “you confess to every other girl, how am I different?”
“You are different,” he says sternly and takes your hand in his. His rough, calloused hands, the skin cracked at the intense work in the shop. “Yer’ special to me.”
“Bet you say that to every girl,” you say on the verge of crying, you would’ve died, take your feelings to your grave, but this was so much more painful.
“I don’t,” he says softly, the smile lines on his face lighting up his pale skin, “I’ve only said it to you, never seen anyone as perfect as ya'. I am addicted to you.” He says it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
"Then why didn't you- why didn't you show any interest before? Why didn't you ever confess before?" You ask, harshly, there is a rawness in your voice, a slight desperation. You don't even try to hide your emotions anymore.
"I thought you'd be weirded out," he says and almost traps you at how close he is to you, you can hear how his heart is hammering against his slender frame, "I thought you'd be weirded out by the fact your nii-chan's best friend had taken a fancy in you."
"Shin," you say sternly and grab him by the collar of his work shirt. His breath hitches as he keeps a hand a few inches above the wall where you are standing, to prevent himself from stumbling into you. His breath is fanning on your face, a trembling arm propped over your head and face barely inches away, "do you really think I care? You are barely 4 years older than me, we are both adults, why are you hesitating?"
Shinichiro just looks at you, speechlessly, his eyes wavering between your eyes to your lips and then back at your eyes again, "dunno." He says, "been so attracted to you for the longest time, dunno why I am hesitating."
You gasp at his deceration, heartbeat speeding rapidly, he is just inches apart, you can feel his minty breath hitting your face, goosebumps erupting on your arms.
Shin leans in, as if testing the water, not quite close to your lips as his half-lidded eyes undress your soul, "maybe I am hesitating 'cause of Waka."
"Waka-nii always scared boys away from me, back in middle school, I never protested though, my heart was already on his best friend after all," you whisper out, your fingers holding the fabric of his
"Fuck, you've been waiting for that long?" he says, his breath a little unsteady at the proximity, "been' waiting that long for me? What did you even see in me, I had the shittiest hairstyle and was the biggest loser ever."
“I saw you, the real you,” you say softly, “I saw your soul, kind, compassionate and so caring. You say and wipe a small spec of grime against his porcelain and statuesque face. “I saw your resolve, that toothy grin, hands so caring they carry the weight of the worlds.”
His heart thumps at each sound that leaves your mouth, shivering at the chafed intensity of your words, he doesn’t speak. He doesn’t move.
“You are so warm, Sano san, you are warm like the sun, I can’t help but bask in your glory,” you say with a cathartic outpour of sealed devotion.
Shinichiro Sano is silent. He breathes in your words, your presence and the reality called forth, "hell, you're gonna make me cry." He says, his nose slowly brushing in a tint of delicate pink.
"You made me cry so much more," you chuckle and shake your head.
Shinichiro's eyes gloss in empathy, " I'm so sorry. You know, I guess I'm still the old stupid Shinichiro, huh? Always making dumb mistakes. But from now on… I'll change. I'm never gonna make you cry again, I promise. I'll try and give you all the happiness I never could when we were younger. I won't ever leave you unhappy, I promise."
Your heart thumps wild against your chest, eyes filling with a warmth that you can't quite control at this moment.
Shinichiro's mind runs into an overdrive at the thought of you yearning for him for so long. These past few years were hell for him but for you? You've succumbed for so long. His mind runs to think of Waka, and how he would punch his face at knowing what transpired in his mind for so long...but it would be worth it. Waka would kill him, and break his bones, but it would be worth it. You would be worth it.
And then Shinichiro inches closer, without paying heed to the consequences of his actions. His eyes flutter to your lips, begging, starving, longing for your words of agreement before he makes an advance.
"Kiss me Sano san," you say softly, your breath fanning against his raw and bitten lips.
Shinchiro smiles, boyishly, his white pearlescent teeth, glinting under the dim light of the shop. The sound of rain pattering against the metal shutter echoes, but nothing is louder than your heartbeats, "it's Shin to you."
He says and closes the distance, finally. His lips moulded against yours, hands holding your face, shoulder hunched upwards, and head leaned towards you. His long black lashes flutter in delight as you kiss back, the pace slow, sensual and full of longing.
When you pull away, you rest your head against his, and just bask in his embrace, wordlessly, as if recollecting all the memories of all the time lost.
"WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?" you hear a piercing shout that makes you whip your head and sweatdrop to see Wakasa.
"Finally?" Takeomi peeks from behind Wakasa with an amused grin and looks back, "Oi Benkei ya gotta pay me up!"
You hear Benkei sigh and Wakasa glares at them...everyone had a lot of explaining to do.
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piichuu · 7 months
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♡ A WAY TO SEE YOU - SHINICHIRO SANO
WARNINGS: mentions of food. fluff, gn!reader
WORD COUNT: 487
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shinichiro sano has a habit of forgetting to bring lunch to work. maybe it’s coincidental, perhaps it is on purpose just so you’ll come visit him at work with that lunch box in hand that he clearly saw in the kitchen earlier in the morning before putting on his jacket and heading off to work.
he’s finally on break for half an hour as you walk through the door to his shop that is empty at the moment. a smile appears over his face as soon as he spots you and he gets up to his feet, walking towards you with that wide smile of his. “hi baby, i missed you,” he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face into your shoulder blade.
“i missed you too, shin. even if it’s only been three hours,” you giggle and put an arm around his neck as the other one is holding the lunch box. “three hours too long. have you been doing okay at home? getting some rest?” shinichiro asks while slightly pulling away so you can give him his lunch.
you nod, reflecting the smile on his face as you follow him to his small break room. “mhm! i’ve mostly been in bed, but when i got up to cook breakfast, i realized that you’d forgotten your lunch so i thought i should bring it to you. i don’t want you to go hungry,” you speak and shinichiro’s heart melts when hearing your sincere words. “thank you, you’re the best.”
“i do know that you’re doing it intentionally though. i doubt you succeed to forget your lunch every single day. you probably just want to see me,” you mumble while sitting down beside him on a chair that isn’t the most comfortable. shinichiro gives you a slightly awkward smile. “i guess so. work isn’t as fun without you, i’d prefer to have you here all the time,” he pouts.
you roll your eyes but lean in to press a kiss to his lips so the pout will disappear. “unfortunately you can’t have me here all the time, but at least i’m here now. i have to go home soon though to cook lunch for myself,” you say, causing your boyfriend to frown. “you haven’t eaten lunch?”
“no, i wanted to give you yours first, but i’ll stay for a bit to keep you company while you eat,” shinichiro grabs a fork and puts some food onto it, reaching it towards your mouth. “eat some of mine then. i don’t want you to go around being too hungry,” he says while feeding you some of his food.
he then eats some as well, smiling softly at you before giving a thumbs up to show that he enjoys the food, just like always. “thank you for always cooking the best food for me, my love. i’ll try to cook something nice for you as well sometime.”
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almostloosingit · 9 months
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Shinichiro who..
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Shinichiro
GN reader
CW: NSFW
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MDNI
Shinichiro who hires you so you could take care of his siblings because his business is getting bigger and he barely has time to take care of his siblings.
Shinichiro, who comes home to see you playing with his siblings and their friends, making dinner or cleaning the living room.
And whenever he comes late he finds you sleeping on the couch cuddled up with his siblings.
Shinichiro, who gets a tingly feeling in his chest whenever you greet him with that smile of yours.
Shinichiro, who gets used to seeing you before and after work either making dinner or breakfast for him and the kids. He never told you to make him food but you do to thank him for the work.
Shinichiro, who slowly starts to see you as his spouse. Which leads to him getting annoyed and jealous whenever you talk about you seeing someone.
Shinichiro, who at first feels guilty about his unholy thoughts about you.
Shinichiro, who looks at his dirty hand and he feels pathetic, wishing it wasn’t his hand.
Shinichiro, who comes back from work and sees that you’re not your usual happy self.
Shinichiro, who asks you what’s wrong when you put the kids to sleep.
Shinichiro, who is mad about the guy you met up with. Not mad at you, but mad at the guy who basically used you for his own pleasure and left you unsatisfied in every way possible.
Shinichiro, who sits you down on the couch in the living room and goes down on you for hours.
Shinichiro, who can’t get enough of you in every way.
Shinichiro, who after carrying you to his bed so you could rest, goes to the bathroom to take care of himself.
Shinichiro, who knows the next time he cums, it won’t be in his hand but you.
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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years
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Old g Black dragons pleasuring you, is it possible pretty please ? 😍
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Synopsis: when your roommate, Wakasa learns you don't know how to pleasure yourself, him and his friends to the rescue!
Pairing : Fem!reader x Wakasa Imaushi, Shinichiro Sano, Takeomi Akashi, Keizo Arashi.
Warning : 18+ minors DNI. Smut, dirty talk, use of nicknames, pussy drunk! Black dragons, mention of virginity, consensual recording.
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You were holding back your hissy fit with a slippery hand, the headphones on your ears weren't enough to cover the sounds of your roommate and his friends.
-" She told him to wait 'til she's back from the restroom, dude waited for hours and turns out she snuck out of the backdoor " seemed like that one's Takeomi's voice.
Their laughter made you grit your teeth, clench your pen tighter in your hand.
-" She had an emergency... " Shinichiro huffed, sinking deeper in the sofa where he was sitting next to Takeomi who recalled the Sano's last " date".
-" yeah, like the nineteen previous ones... "
Benkei. Couldn't they just move in their friend's room ? Why did they have to sit and watch the TV when they clearly saw you were studying on the living room's table ?
-" Should think 'bout paying a sex worker, instead 'f paying the weekly subscription for the porn mag' "
Last but not least, ladies and gentlemen Wakasa Imaushi, your roommate, god's test for your patience, and the main reason why you could ever fail your exams. It is okay to bring friends home, you yourself bring ones sometimes. What is not okay is him bringing his friends so many times that you knew those three like the back of your hand. You knew for fact what would follow will violate the poor guy's privacy.
-" You're full of shit, I don't have any porn magazine... "
-" Spare me. You forget to hide them everytime you're done jerking off. Everyday. "
Were you a psychic ? No, they just strangely hang out at yours and Wakasa's place very often.
The sound of you pushing back the chair brought their attention to you, you turned toward them and tilted your head.
-" Could you stop ? I'm tryna study. And by the way, his sexual life is none of your business. "
Your roommate's lips curled in a smirk upon gaining a reaction from you, Shinichiro's cheeks heated from being the center of the attention, and the two others looked at Wakasa.
-" Why ? Did what I said got to you ?"
Narrowing your eyes toward him, you glared at Wakasa but Takeomi answered before you had any chance to.
-" You takin' it too far dude..."
Takeomi was the wisest of the three, only fair that he stood up for you.
Well you thought that, but Wakasa scoffed, he knew Takeomi better, and knew his best way to get into a girl's pants was to playing it nice.
Unlike him, who believed fondly, and since day one that he could pull you by playing cat and mouse.
All of this, and still you were unaware of the fact that every man in that room could not keep their eyes for them everytime you walked in the room.
-" Yeah ? Was I too rude ?"
You could not ignore the mockery in his tone, Wakasa leaned on his elbows, void eyes on yours and the living room seemed to shrunk.
-" Did I offended you by implying you would give yourself some pleasure ? "
Your mouth fell agape and cheeks heated, though you refused to meet anyone's gaze you could see Shinichiro's eyes widened and Benkei holding a smile.
You could not believe he would say something like that, first you two never been beating around such topics and moreover, his damn friends were there... Your hands quickly reached for your books on the table.
-" I'm out of this conversation."
-" Ain't you adorable with that blush of yours ?"
Benkei. You shot him a death glare. What part of privacy they don't understand ?
-" I'm not blushing. "
-" Yeah you do. "
The snake, being none other than your roommate started serpentining toward you, your shoulders curled the slightest bit when he walked around your chair to stand behind you, putting his hands on top of it.
-" or maybe is it because... You've actually never done it ?"
Your silence, and the way you sunk deeper in your chair were enough of an answer for them, as almost all of their faces took a shocked expression, Wakasa leaned closer toward you, brushing his plump lips against your ear.
-" It's a personal choice, okay ? Now cut it out, that's embarrassing. "
Through your peripheral vision, you could see all of their eyes on you, concern showing through, and soon your attention was stolen by Wakasa's hot breath hitting your skin.
-" What a shame... " behind his voice was left a trail of goosebumps on your neck , faux sympathy so obvious it cut through his tone. You failed to notice Takeomi throwing his cigarette and making his way toward you from behind, because of Wakasa's voice echoing again.
-" Bet this cunt never came a single fucking time ".
-" is that true ?" Takeomi's voice startled you, you turned only to figure out they both were, the devils standing on your shoulders, a scene which could almost be comical. " Never creamed ? Don't ya know your roommate's the best at making girls feel good ? Didn't they told you 'bout how nice it is to cum ?"
His breath, heavy with smoke as intoxicating and addictive as his words, then switching to the lavender haze of Wakasa's eyes, a point where his gaze turned from unsustainable to intensely consuming, a point where you knew you'd let him intoxicate you.
-" Can I... "
Your breath hitched, because that damn Wakasa Imaushi brushed his lips against your cheek, closing his eyes and inhaling your perfume.
-" Can I see it ? Check your tight pussy real quick ?"
And when you opened your eyes, they fell on Shinichiro's ones, and the interest you read on them ignited a thousand wildfires in you. As much as you'd like to deny him, his words left footprints on your mind, one's you were dying to follow blindly. Your eyes turned to the one you trusted the most between them, your roommate, biting your lower lip and giving Wakasa the urge to bite it himself. You couldn't believe you were at a hairsbreadth of giving in, what volatile opium could possibly have you that intoxicated on their words to squeeze your thighs together at the simple thought ?
-" Yes. Yes you... You can". Words slipped out of your mouth, almost as if your body took control of its own desire, dropping all reason aside and fighting with swords of lust the rationalism.
Your approval fell as an order, almost instantly, you found yourself into his arms lifting you as if you weighted nothing, and Shinichiro cleared the couch just before your back got laid there gently.
They all gathered around Wakasa who found his way between your legs, sliding your pajama shorts and panties, uncovering every inch of your skin to their adoring eyes.
-" be my good girl and spread these legs for me, wontcha ?"
You threw your head back, following Wakasa's order and meeting eyes with Takeomi who was standing behind the couch. You began spreading your legs carefully, avoiding their gazes, and a grunt left Takeomi's lips all while his his calloused thumb came to caress your lips.
-" So obedient already... " He praised, sliding the tip of his finger inside your mouth.
-" Ya really should see, princess has the prettiest pussy I've seen " you could feel him grin against you, breath hitting your folds and making you squirm, you didn't noticed Benkei until his hand landed on your stomach.
-" Shhh, relax f'me. " He sat up next to you, hands starting to slide under your tank top. " Is this okay, pretty girl?"
You were none but a meer puppet on their strings, with so much demons around you luring you to their tempting sin, how could you even do anything but nod in approval?
Shinichiro gulped down while Benkei stripped you of your shirt, finding yourself thus all exposed to the boys. You had barely the time to feel self conscious, since Takeomi's thumb left your lips, only to be replaced by Wakasa's lollypop.
-" Keep it in for me, 'kay princess ? Got something sweeter down there".
He lowered himself again, this time licking a stripe upon your folds and letting your natural scent lure him closer to you.
-" Oh god !"
Your arousal coated his tongue and he tasted you on his buds, humming and taking a shaky breath out of you.
-" been hiding this sweet pussy from me ? How selfish... "
He ignored his own hard on, pushing his tongue deeper in you and causing you to fist the couch next to you. It was all too much, from Benkei's large hands groping your mounds, to Wakasa's ministrations beneath you.
-" So fucking soft " Arashi's lips grazed your ear, and you granted him with shivers upon your skin, Shinichiro who stood further away since the beginning started shyly making his way toward all of you.
-" and already so wet... " Your roommate's voice vibrations caressed you with the tenderest goosebumps. " Did thinking 'bout Shin jerking off got you so wet ? "
As heat rose to your cheeks, your gaze fell on Shinichiro who kneeled next to you on the ground, shy hand reaching for your thigh. His touch was as gentle as him, a meer butterfly on your skin along with his star-studded stare.
There wasn't any single inch of your skin their hands did not touched, and for those who they did not, their eyes set on fire. All of them drinking on your body and getting high on lust.
-" She's so pretty... " Shin's raw voice hit your skin right before his lips landed gently on your thigh, you arched your back, pushing deeper against Wakasa's tongue and Arashi's hand.
-" hm, better than I ever expected... " Right there, a wave of heat crashed against Wakasa's body, trading his usual jaded eyes against widening ones, noticing how your walls clenched around nothing. " Hm ? Turns you on to hear I touched my cock thinking 'bout your body baby ? What a dirty slut you are... "
-" Prettiest whore ever"
Amidst the blaze, it was hard to understand it was Arashi's statement, he mumbled, mouth around your nipples. Even your hands were a lot in the mix, mind too deep within the pleasure of tongues and hands to think about where you should rest them.
-" how pathetic, she's drooling everywhere" Takeomi pulled the lollipop out of your mouth, leaning closer to your mouth. Lost in pleasure, your glassy eyes rested on him. " How 'bout I keep this mouth busy, babydoll? Can I taste you?"
And you agreed, mindlessly giving the last remnants of you to the burning wind of them. Takeomi tasted like tobacco, something about his fleshy but soft lips was addictive, blowing hot and cold, sucking on your lips here and biting them then, like ocean waves pushing and pulling you.
-" this mouth feels so good " he breathed against your lips once he pulled away, and none of them, not even Wakasa who was under you could prey their eyes off of your face, teary eyes and whimpering lips. The latter inserted a finger inside you, pumping slowly, but then your hand flew to your mouth, covering the prequel of unborn sounds and he frowned.
Wakasa reached for your hand, and in a rather tight grip pinned it above your head.
-" hold back again, and I'mma fuck you, tied up. Got it ? "
Broken sobs were the only answer he got, fairly he seemed satisfied.
-" You scared the pretty, Waka " Benkei chuckled, hand discreetly pumping his length while the other was still squeezing your breasts. The cold amethyst rings of your roommate drifted slightly toward you.
-" 's that right ? Is my princess scared of daddy ?"
Contempt dripping from his tone, you ignored him and focused on the feeling of the second finger he added inside you. There was a knot forming in your lower belly, tightening every time he grazed your lips, thus making you unaware of the filthy things Takeomi was whispering in your ear.
-" can't stop thinking 'bout how these lips would feel 'round my cock, babydoll... "
Insidious indeed, the way their words slipped under your skin and poisoned your senses, how every one of their fantasies lured you into temptation. Wakasa's body betrayed him for the first time, making him buckle his hips against nothing at the feeling of your walls closing around his fingers tighter.
-" Damn, dude. She's clenchin' o'mme "
The green eyes of the one above you widened before he chuckled.
-" Oh yeah ? Wanna lemme fuck your throat baby ?"
-" Yes, jus'... Just do it " you closed your eyes and arched your back, feeling your high at the tip of your finger's reach. Hand grabbed the blonde locks of Wakasa who grunt at the tightness of your grip.
-" How 'bout... How 'bout I make you cum ?" The first time hearing Shinichiro's voice got you lifting your head abruptly, looking into his half-lidded dark eyes, then toward the visible stain in his tight pants. " Can I be the first to be inside you ?"
His dark hues laid a crimson sparkle over you, promises of passion snaking around your body until choking on your own desire. Next thing you knew, Wakasa reluctantly pulled out from you and was replaced by Shin, all while Takeomi's tip nudged against your lips, smearing the precum along. Curiously licking the arousal of the scarred man got their already hardened shafts throbbing from pleasure.
-" Uh, feels so good " Shin threw his head back, sinking inch by inch inside you. All thanks to your roommate and how good he prepped you, the pain was nearly unborn before the pleasure of being full replaced it all. " You so perfect, can't believe my fuckin' eyes ".
-" R-right ?" Takeomi stuttered, also sliding deeper in your mouth, you tried unconsciously relaxing your throat and taking as much of him as you could. " Babydoll's too damn good for only one cock "
The next seconds were a blurry chapter, stained by hands and mouths, stuffed with praises and sugar coated words. They gravitated toward you like planets around their sun, craving the heat. Or more like moths to a flame, running gladly to their fatal end.
A flame they however ignited themselves. And truth be told, they got you swimming in a bottle of emotion, with mind-blowing kisses and dulcet touches, you've never felt so loved, worshipped as a goddess and desired as the forbidden fruit.
-" yeah, just that way... " Takeomi praised, caressing your hair and wiping some tears from your eyes, with every thrust of Shinichiro's hips against you, your voice caressed his shaft deliciously and sent him higher.
-" 's way too tight, this pussy's a damn vice... Can't get enough " the Sano's eyes drank in every crumb of you, and sunk deeper within the lure. Never has he felt such a lust and he felt it devouring his guts, although the need of closing his eyes and focusing on his sensations was there, Shinichiro got mesmerized by you, just your sight like cigarette ashes dusting his mind, God was it hot.
Arashi didn't see it coming, until you gripped the pain in his guts. He nearly was sent to overdrive by your soft hand around his obviously bigger length, stroking it and taming his raging despair.
-" Shit- " he swore, thrusting in your hand that you tightened. " Can you feel what you doin' to me ?"
You could only nod, hollowing your cheeks to welcome more of Takeomi.
Like smoke of that blaze around, time flew by, then grandiose was the eruption. Takeomi was the first to let the thunder roar in his lower parts, pulling out just before painting your breasts white. Your meer sight milked him dry, swearing he'd never came that much.
Shin was soon to follow, flying you high with him and carrying you through the delicious loss of gravity. You clenched around him so hard while cumming that he thought he would easily come again.
-" Babe- Fuck relax, this too fucking good-"
Your cries were music to their ears, but Arashi, the strong and big Benkei was no more than a violon you played, making him hit the highest notes with your tender hands until he came with strangled moans, burying his head and bliss in your neck.
-" That was damn... Wow" he chuckled, thumb grazing your heating cheeks as you shyly closed your eyes.
In a hell of a room dripping with sin, an angel coated in desire and surrounded by devils. What they saw was art to the root, white ropes dressing your breasts, hair like sunshine sprayed around a beautiful wild gaze and swollen lips, you were spreading fetch, and were a holy evil seeping through each and every one of them.
-" Princess, eyes on me".
Turning your still unfocused gaze toward Wakasa, you've been swallowed in the epiphany, seeing the camcorder he was holding.
-" 's it okay if I keep this ? If I keep you in ?"
You loathed how the idea of him preciously keeping that record talked in such a tempting language to your heart. Biting your lower lip, you tilted your head to the side.
-" would you... Share it with other people ?"
Oh fuck, he had thought. A man as unmoved as a mountain found himself thrown and blown by a whisper from swollen rosey lips. The fragrance of your perfume, your teary eyes and dazzling beauty intoxicated him into the need of a kiss, leaning towards you, he captured your lips and grunt against your mouth at the blissful feeling.
-" look me in the fuckin' eyes, and dare saying I'd let anyone ever see how precious my princess looks " he gripped your chin, mindless of his friends watching and panting hard from their mind-blowing high. " Not after tasting you. Bitch you're addictive ".
A giggle erupted from your lips, sparkling your already pretty face to them and glowing under their eyes.
-" you can only keep it if you stop being so cheesey ".
Wakasa's gaze darkened, turning indigo under the living room's light. Takeomi who was just done unzipping his pants placed a kiss on your cheek, while Arashi found himself behind you.
- " He's not cheesey " tough hands which were not strangers to throwing fists and drawing blood gently cupped your hair, taking it into a ponytail before kissing your neck. " He's just pussy drunk ".
-" You've done so well for us" Shin was next to find your lips, letting his mouth linger a little longer on yours before pulling out, staring at you with star dust in his dark sky eyes.
You went for standing up, leaning on your elbows but a shocked gasp traversed the barrier of your lips when Wakasa's rough hand pushed you back on the couch, resting on your lower belly.
The purple haired man leaned closer toward you, jaded bored eyes building a whole new gut devouring feeling in your stomach. His gaze drifted toward your bare body, making his cock throb with pain before he focused back on your eyes.
-" Did I said I was done with ya ?"
Your eyes widened, painting an invisible smirk on his face.
-" What... ?"
-" Did I stutter ? " Getting closer to you, he buckled his hard on against your bare skin, grunting along with a gasp coming from you. " Ain't letting you go before I'm stretching this pretty pussy real good ".
He swallowed you whole with his deep hues, taking in the blush on your cheeks before he freed himself from his pants and underwear. And the minute those hit the ground, a new wildfire rose inside you.
The white leopard, in all its majesty standing raw in front of you. Pumping his cock twice before closing the distance between you two, his other hand flew to your forehead, pushing your hair away.
-" Daddy's gonna go down on ya until your fucking legs are sore. Have ya walk around the apartment with my cum dripping from your cunt".
I'M HIDING THAT WAS SO AWKWARD! I've never wrote a smut with more than one partner and I'm such A BITCH THAT I DIRECTLY JUMPED INTO WRITING A FIVESOME ? REALLY ?
Anyway... ANYWAY.
I hope it was fun to read, anon !
Next will be a Draken request ( finally ) then a Mikey request from one of my dearest moots, goodnight !
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Hey. (°v°) Congrats on 1.5k, you deserve it Han. <3 I'm new follower and I am happy to be part of that number. For your special can I please request the troupe "He falls first and he falls harder" with someone from the Tokyo Revengers?I'm much sorry for any mistakes, my english is not good. (o_o;)
1.5K Follower Event: Trope 16 Tokyo Revengers
Trope 16: He falls first and he falls harder
This event is CLOSED for requests. You can view the masterlist here
Pairing: Shinichiro x Gn!Reader
Warnings: kissing :D
Genre: Fluff
Post-Type: Drabble
Word Count: 600 (i got ahead of myself again)
Note: Hello <3 no need to apologize, I understood you perfectly! I thought this would be cute to do with Shinichiro. For some reason I picture him as a hopeless romantic who believes in love at first sight, so I thought this would fit him perfectly. I hope you enjoy it! <3
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“Good day at work?” Your boyfriend asks, already outside waiting to pick you up on his motorcycle.
“Not too bad, it’s a weekday so it wasn’t that busy today,” you greet him with a kiss, hoping in the space behind him. He passes back your personal helmet he bought for you back when you became an official couple, and wraps his leather jacket around you, informing you to put it on for extra safety.
You slip your arms through the material, it's snug and smells like him, the comforting scent more than inviting after a full day at work.
“M’ glad to hear it was a pretty smooth day for you Y/N,” he hums, kissing your hands before guiding you to wrap them around his waist, revving his engine, “Hold tight.” And off you went, the cool breeze of the evening blowing over you, though the helmet blocked the breeze from directly hitting your face.
It felt almost like yesterday when the two of you had met at your job. Shinichiro had come in just to use the bathroom. The gang had just finished up business nearby and he desperately had to empty his bladder, much to his members groans about it. Yet it had felt like fate when he noticed you as he walked out of the restrooms; you were helping a customer, a beautiful smile on your face as you patiently listened to their question.
He was intrigued and curious to stop by again–so he did. He instructed his gang to clear up the area around your store, ensuring it was safe enough for when you left work. No other gang would be caught dead in that area lest they’d face the wrath of the Black Dragons–only if they were causing trouble!
This continued for months before his members pushed him to make a move. The guy was head over heels for you, showing up to your store even though he didn’t need anything from there, he just wanted to see you. It only took that one sentence from you, “Do you need any help with anything, sir?” Your sweet voice rang from behind him, making his heart flutter. That was all it took to get things going. The rest was history.
“Do you remember when we met?” You ask Shinichiro as soon as he shuts his engine off, pulling up to the front of his shop.
“Of course, how could I forget?” He laughs, hopping off the bike, lending you a hand to get off as well before gently removing the helmet from your head so he can get a better look at your face. “Though, if I remember correctly, I had seen you first for a few weeks before you ever noticed me.”
“Well yeah because you were too scared to approach me on your own,” you tease, grabbing his hand. “Do you think we’d be together right now if I hadn’t spoken to you that day myself?”
He smiles at you, rubbing his fingers over your lips in longing–he was whipped. 
“Of course. No matter how long it would have taken, I would have eventually made you mine,” he hums, connecting your lips, kissing passionately in front of his store.
Though it was true that the man holding you had fallen for you first, and continues to show you endless love and affection, you held an enormous amount of love for him as well. You couldn’t imagine your life without him now–and you silently wished, together you’d stay as he continued to attack your lips, never seeming to get enough of you.
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Posted: 9/25/2023
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loverofhinaandemma · 7 months
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I feel like animals (especially horses) absolutely despised Shinichiro Sano but like...he loved them to death.
I also feel like Shinichiro Sano was a man of many words -- he just would not stop talking. His mind would wonder and hed get distracted mid sentence and go off track, spitting out some random fact he (for some reason) remebered about the thing he got distracted by before going back to the topic at hand.
Idk man
Shinichiro Sano brain rot is real right now
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