Simps And Scribbles

cw: light angst, jealousy

Zoro sat on the deck of the Sunny, back leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his broad chest. He watched you from his spot, as Sanji—that damned curly-browed cook—was chatting with you, practically foaming at the mouth as he spoke.

“How pathetic,” Zoro scoffed.

His eyebrows knitted together in disgust as he watched Sanji handed something to you—some bit of food, something that looked intricate and time-consuming and overly fussy; how typical of the cook, Zoro thought, to spend hours in the kitchen, working away at something so ornate that’s meant to be eaten in one bite anyway. Zoro felt an angry heat rising in his cheeks and a churning in his stomach as you grinned and giggled at the gift, placing a bite in your mouth and seemingly bestowing some sort of compliment on the pervert cook; he couldn’t hear the words from where he sat, but he knew Sanji must be unequivocally basking in your accolades, taking in every word like a drowning man gulps for air.

Zoro closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall, trying to shut out the image of you smiling at that stupid cook. He didn’t concern himself with the run of the mill creeps in the towns you visited: the ones who stared at you lecherously from across the tavern, the ones who tried to buy you drinks or beg for a dance, not even the ones who dared to put their hands on you. With one look, one quick threat to pull a gleaming sword out of its hilt, they’d scatter like roaches, and you would lean in to kiss him on the cheek while you ran your fingers over his flexed bicep, whispering sweet words of appreciation and affection for being your hero always.

But this was different.

𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 —

pairing: zoro x gn!reader

synopsis: friends with benefits who’re oblivious to each other’s feelings

warnings: a lil angst, cursing, mentions of sex, underlying wano spoilers

wc: ~1.5k

notes: hey y’all, i still have some requests but god this scenario has been on replay in my mind. I originally intended for reader to be fem, but i don’t think i actually used any female-identifying terms? if you do catch any tho, please point it out!

Being a part of the Straw Hats meant getting separated for periods of time, especially during battles (which was like meat to Luffy.) This time though was the longest you’ve been away from Zoro since the two year break. You stayed with Luffy to retrieve one idiot cook, but now you finally arrived in Wano, and you’d finally see your swordsman.

Well, he wasn’t your swordsman, not officially anyways.

It started in Sabaody, you were the second to arrive, and it didn’t take you long to find his familiar mossy hair. He got a little taller, earned a scar over his eye, wore a yukata, but you could tell his muscles grew from whatever intensive training he’d gone through over the past two years. If you had a tiny crush on him before, your attraction—and lust—him only increased. Even with his slight personality change, which was a little more intense, a little more cocky.

It was so. Sexy.

A quick chat and a few drinks later, your legs were wrapped around his waist, lips devoured, tongues tangled make out. His hand never stopped groping, squeezing, memorizing every inch of your body like he was seeing it for the first time.

That night was the first of many shared nights. You didn’t sleep with him often, not with how fast-paced and chaotic the New World was. But during the calm after a battle, when everyone would be feasting and partying, the two of you would share a look. He could be at your side, or on the other side of the crowd, and you would still be able to meet his eye; half-lidded and full of pent-up energy in the shape of lust that sent chills through your skin and wetness to your core.

God, did he even know what he was doing to you?

And sometime in between, you fell in love. Actual heart-breaking love.

The fact that you had usually sex after both of your lives were on the line didn’t help. It was more intense that way; more intimate. One hand would tightly grip your hip, pulling you down as he thrust up into you; the other roughly cupping your jaw, forcing you to lock gazes with him.

“Don’t you dare take your eyes off of me.”

And then he’d leave you with these fluffy, weak, aggravating feelings that he didn’t seem to reciprocate.

It wasn’t fair.

That’s why you chose to stay behind with Luffy. You needed a break from him, some time to think over what your feelings really were: love, or some twisted vivid form of lust.

But dammit if your heart didn’t yearn for him.

Now that you were in Wano, you planned to confess. If he also had feelings for you, great! But, if he didn’t…

Well, you didn’t want to think of that!

But your confidence sunk with each passing day. So much was happening it felt like you spent years in Wano before actually seeing him. When you finally did see him, he was running with an impossibly gorgeous woman clinging to him.

Brook was there too, and he was more than eager to spill the tea about seeing Zoro and this Hiyori girl sleeping together.

“Oh.”

Brook didn’t know about you and Zoro. It wasn’t necessarily a secret, but the two of you didn’t exactly flaunt your relationship, or make the effort to tell anyone. Should you have? If the two of you were public and official, would another woman be in his arms? Probably so. Zoro followed a certain code of morality (a.k.a being brutally honest,) if he had feelings, he would’ve been honest about them by now.

Right?

Well the answer was clear as day: his attention was elsewhere and you were, alone, overthinking in one of the many screwed up countries of the New World.

It didn’t help that she was nice. And pretty. Actually, she was gorgeous. And so compassionate. She tended to his wounds, and took care of him, and she was kind to everyone she met. She was everything he needed, while the best you could do was give him your body. Why wouldn’t he choose her?

~

Zoro may have been oblivious to your feelings, but he knew something was up. Normally, your eyes would be on him then he’d look up, catching the smile you sent his way. He missed sitting next to you for dinner, holding your thigh while you delicately traced the lines of his hand. Or when he’d just listen to you ramble. You always talked with so much fervor and enthusiasm, there was a certain smile at your lips, a kind of gleam in your eyes, and honestly?

He missed the sound of your voice.

So when you didn’t spare him a single glance, when you were quieter than usual, when you were going out of your way to ignore him?

That fucking hurt.

You were talking to Usopp, but he didn’t care. He just took your wrist, grunting out a gruff, “We need to talk.” You protested but he kept pulling you until you were behind the house you were in.

You finally pulled your wrist free, “Zoro what the hell—“

“No you what the hell (name). What’s your problem?” Straight to the point. He was pissed, and all he wanted was you. He needed you to get over whatever it was that was making act distant, so he needed answers immediately.

“I don’t think we should have sex anymore.”

But he wasn’t expecting that.

You must’ve seen a hundred emotions play in his eyes. Mostly anger, frustration, hurt. Yeah, he looked hurt, more so than you imagined. He shook his head, looking at you with disbelief and brows deeply furrowed, more so than usual, “What?”

You bit the inside of your cheek. Why did you say that? Take it back. Tell him you missed him. Tell you’re so stupidly in love past the point of no-return.

But instead you began, “We haven’t seen each other in a while, and—“

“Because you chose to save that pervert shit head.”

“Can I say my piece?” and he let you, silently waiting for you to explain, “I just… I know my worth, and I’m not just going to wait around and be an easy fuck whenever it’s convenient for you.”

Is that what you thought? He looked offended, “Do you seriously believe I’m using you like that?”

Your heart quickened as your pout deepend, “Don’t patronize me Zoro. I see how you let that girl cling to you, and how you’re so eager to protect her. I don’t care if you’ve caught feelings for her or what, but I don’t want to wait around just to be another body to your count.”

“So this is about Hiyori. What do you expect of me? If you haven’t noticed, people are trying to kill her and she can’t fight for herself. Quit being childish and jealous.”

Now you were pissed, and physically nauseous, and all you wanted to do was throw something at him but all you had were your bitter words, “I know you slept with her asshole.”

A wave of shock washed over his face before he put the pieces together, “Brook.”

“Yeah, Brook,” you felt the stinging sensation in your eyes, you didn’t want to cry. Not in front of Zoro, not for Zoro. But as soon as you turned he caught your wrist, but you stayed facing away from him.

“She crawled next to me when I was already asleep, without my permission, but that’s all that happened— just sleep, no sex.”

By the absoluteness in his tone, you knew it was the truth. He has no reason to lie, but that didn’t stop the thoughts of them together from corrupting your mind. Still faced away from him, with slow tears finding their way to the ground, “Does she mean something to you?”

“Not like you do.”

“Look at me,” He turned you to him, cupping your face in his large, calloused hands, thumbing the tears off of your soft, moonlit features.

He wanted to say it, the feelings that he felt long before Sabaody. The words that played at the edge of his lips whenever his mind clouded with bliss, buried cock deep as you squeezed so perfectly around him, for him. The amount of times he wanted to tell you what you truly meant to him always overshadowed the doubts of you leaving if he ever let his feelings known. Though, he thought you had to have known. He thought it was obvious in his actions, but you clearly had no clue. Zoro needed you to know exactly what he felt for you, but words were tricky. So he confessed in the way he knew best.

He kissed you, not in the fast, heated way before he claimed you. It was slow, deep, he imprinted the taste of his tongue on yours.

When you parted, you laughed, but it came out as a sob, allowing yourself the full cry your body so painfully yearned.

“Ah jeez,” he wiped away the new tears, but they didn’t relent, “Why are you crying?”

“Cause, stupid swordsman, I—“

Tell him.

“I love you.”

His eyes snapped to yours.

“Say that again.”

“Stupid swordsman.”

He pouted, “Not that—“

“I love you.”

He moved against your lips with more fervor and urgency, translating the hidden words he felt so deeply in his being, holding you as close he possibly could.

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𝐈'𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔

ও rating. explicit

ও summary. you’re in love with your crewmate, but you’re pretty sure he’s interested in someone else. | wc. 4.6k+

ও featuring. Zoro x Fem!Reader

ও an. I’ve wanted to write for him since I started watching One Piece, but I’ve been so busy. Alas, I hope you enjoy:) Thank you @/kingdumkum for reading this through for me as well <33

You are not jealous.

Why would you be? 

In order to be jealous, one would have to harbor feelings for another person, and there’s nothing that even comes close between you and Zoro. Sure, you know his favorite type of sake, how he hums into a kiss (which you only know because of a drunken dare), that he has a soft spot for those who can’t fight for themselves, or how he gets this small dimple on his left cheek when he smiles.

But it’s normal for friends to know most of these things about each other. 

And maybe sometimes you find yourself staring when he works out in the middle of the deck. You tell yourself it’s to make sure he doesn’t crush himself under all those weights, not because you’re too busy watching the dewy droplets of sweat dripping down his broad, chiseled stomach until they meet the top of his pants.

Perfectly normal.   

This is the lie you tell yourself. 

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Word Count: 0.9k

TW: Nothing but fluff, just a mentally exhausted reader and a man that just wants to help

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After the week that you had been having the last thing that you wanted to do was get out of bed. You wanted to stay there as long as possible, never seeing the light of day again… at least not for a little while. An eight-day stretch filled with miserable people and shitty co-workers had brought you to the brink of mental exhaustion.

Your front door had opened and you hadn’t even noticed. You hadn’t heard the small clicking sound of it shutting and Draken had tried to keep that a secret. He had known how bad of a week that you had had. He had gotten the play-by-play through your text messages throughout the days and could hear the pure exhaustion on your voice when you spoke through the line for your evening phone call whenever he wasn’t in town. And he hadn’t been able to do a damn thing to help while he had been away with Mikey.

But now he was back and he was determined to make up for not being there. Determined to make the weight of it all fall off your shoulders.

Draken leisurely walked to the bathroom, turning on the bathwater to the perfect temperature and letting it fill as he wandered to the kitchen. He knew exactly where everything was. The two of you had been together for a while, he had spent many nights at your place, enough to know where everything was. He reached with ease into the top of the cupboard for the coffee grounds, filling up the coffee maker and turning it on.

You were his baby, he was going to make sure that everything was perfect for you when you climbed out of that bed. The smell of fresh coffee filled the area and made his mouth water, his large hand pulling the fridge open to grab some eggs and the other fixings for a wonderful breakfast. If there was one thing that Draken knew, it was how to cheer you up and make you feel like you were the only girl in the world.

He made his way back to the bathroom as the food on the stove began cooking, adding your favorite scented bubbles and small flower petals to the water. Sure, he hated the scented bath stuff, or so he said he did, but if his baby wanted it then that’s what was going to happen. And with that he finished up breakfast, placing it on a tray and making your coffee just the way you liked it before grabbing himself a cup.

w/ kenma, ushijima, and bokuto!

part 2!

series masterlist here!

(a/n: here is the second part of this prompt!!

quick reminder that these are written in the characters’ respective teams! this is a quick lil drabble i wrote and its not very long but i hope you enjoy hehe)

kenma

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 (𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄): 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

ও rating. explicit

ও summary. when hq men realize they want more.

ও featuring. Atsumu, Bokuto, Sakusa, Hinata, Daichi

ও an. I’m obsessed with any kind of friends to lovers ^^ | m. list

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 |

He couldn’t tear his eyes off you as you moved above him—riding his cock like this would be the last time you’d ever feel it inside you. That thought twisted his insides, his fingers digging into your hips as if you might float away.

You could leave if you wanted, though, and he couldn’t stop you—it was how this uncomplicated arrangement between you two worked. 

Still, he wanted to mold the shape of his cock inside your tight little cunt, to ruin you for anyone else who thought they even had a chance, to have his name be the first thing you think of when you cum. He wanted to make every part of you his.

absolutely (absolutely)

BokutoxFem Reader

Cw: +18. Very smutty fic. Friends to lovers, Slow smut, Lot’s of foreplay, fingering, oral sex, stuffing kink, mating press, prone bone

Tonights the night.

~~~~~~Earlier that week~~~~~~~

Bokuto held YC in his lap, his hands slowly groping and caressing her breasts, her tank top now was loosely bunched around her mid drift and her lips grazed and pecked his.

She gazed upon his amber eyes, anticipation and neediness were all that she saw. The hungry gaze of the buff man was something she had never seen this close up. Sure he had a familiar aura, she had felt it many times before during every match of his she attended. Was it eagerness? A competitive streak? Arousal- well, of course it was arousal…but there was something more to it. She didn’t want to get ahead of herself.

For now she just wanted to enjoy the moment. She fluttered her eyes close, her voice softly seeping into their passion as Bokuto eagerly kissed and touched.

He hungrily kissed her lips, his excitement was blatant and he couldn’t get enough of her lips. He greedily began to explore, enjoying the sweet taste of her beneath his tongue. Her moans were better than any cheering he had ever heard, it just motivated the olympian to dive into the next step.

Not forgetting to be gentle, he began to slowly trail the kisses to her neck and shoulders, sliding the straps of her bra down her shoulders ever so gently. He wanted to see. He wanted to touch, grope, suck, bite. He wanted it more than anything and he had secretly craved this for so long. He sunk his teeth into her sweet spot, making sure to be gentle yet firm. He sucked softly on her skin, caressing up and down the sides of his torso, edging his hands up to soon touch a much awaited sensual area of hers. He wanted a reaction first to grasp how ready she was, and oh boy was he getting a good reaction.

His arousal began to grow more prominent, his lust rendered him drunk off her body. Awareness was slipping away from both of them.

She began to tremble, her skin heating up under his fingers. His lips tickled and nipped her skin. Upon shivering when he took his bite, she jumped, letting out a surprised yelp and bucked her hips into his. “K-Kotaro!~”

Thats when they both stopped, YCs face now hot with embarrassment and her hands now clasped over her lips. She uttered his first name. They had always been on casual terms but this was an unexpectedly effective way to raise the heat of their moment. She glanced down only to see Bokuto starring up at her with a bright pink tint to his face.

She could feel something hard in his lap and he knew that she knew what is was. They both starred at each other, now fully aware of where things had gone.

Within seconds, YC had hopped off his lap and was quickly pulling her shirt over her chest while shyly making up excuses. “Sorry! My bad- I mean um. I didn’t mean to uh. I have finals on Monday, I should go home and study some more. I’ll text you when I get home!”

She scrambled to grab her belongings while quickly scrambling out of his bedroom and out the house.

Bokuto sat there on his bed, his hands still in the air where her torso once was, very confused as to what the hell just happened. He had his usual lost stare, now groping the empty space in front of his before pouting, “no boobies…?”

Blissfully unaware of the fact that they had both graduated college a few years ago.

~~~~~~

It took days for YC to finally calm down enough to actually text him back with one worded answers. She was practically dying from embarrassment the entire time. They had always had a sort of flirtatious friendship. Hand holding, the lack of personal space, cuddles, naps together, her bumming piggyback rides off him, him getting cuddles from her during his mood swings, and even occasional pecks on the cheek. This was all done under the obvious lie of a platonic friendship.

This flimsy shield fooled no one. Not even the infamously dense Bokuto. However there was always something holding them back. College graduation, Bokuto’s Olympian career, family crisis’, long distance, it was always something unspoken but fully excused. Things had suddenly changed now that they were both honest about their attraction for each other.

Their flirtatious friendship now had obvious emotional strings attached and now it was to late to turn back. YC wasn’t even sure if he felt the same way. Afterall, Bokuto was by nature extremely kind and just a bit flirty. She found herself at an emotional cross roads. She had deep feelings for Bokuto but he was rarely in the country these days due to his career.

What she didn’t know was Bokuto also found himself juggling the same feelings, which lead him to using any opportunity he could to come back to their home town to bug her. Even with plenty of money to buy a place, he enjoyed staying at his family home, with being just a few houses down from her.

They had a few blurred lines sure, but Bokuto couldn’t resist his reliance on her attention. When things would occasionally get a bit on the heated side, they would play their usual games of chicken. Their flirting never crossed any big boundaries beyond a few pecks and love bites. Maybe even an adventurous caress here or there, but nothing outwardly adulterated. Neither of them were aware of when the shift truly happened, but when it did, for her it meant something secretly special, but to him, it was a step in the direction he liked. He never pushed the envelope to far, but on the inside he was swooning. He may have been the sharpest knife in the drawer…in fact, he could be considered a spoon among cutlery, but he knew that all he wanted was to be the center of her attention.

Her phone pinged.

“Hey hey! Let’s hang out!”

Ping.

“Let’s go to the gym!”

Ping.

“A run?”

Ping.

“A fast walk?”

Ping.

“A stroller?”

Ping

“Wait no.”

Ping.

“Stroll?”

Ping.

“Walk? A walk. Yeah that.”

YC heard the repeated notification sound and didn’t have to even guess who it was. Her heart thumped rapidly in her chest and she sighed after reading the barrage of messages, glancing back up at the mirror and at the faint little mark he had left on her skin. She knew she couldn’t keep avoiding him forever. He was pretty dumb but he wasn’t blissfully unaware of his surroundings all the time. After all, volleyball season was over until summer and aside from training, he usually hung out with YC and the guys still in Japan. Eventually, Aakashi would be busy with an editing deadline and Kuroo would have to leave town for work. Bokuto was very high energy and required quite a bit of attention already. She couldn’t run forever.

Ping.

“Im really sorry…please talk to me.”

Her heart sunk and she felt a tinge of guilt. That was it. She couldn’t hold back any longer. She gathered up her courage along with her purse and phone and headed to the front door. She needed to talk to him in person.

She took a deep breath before openong the door. She quickly noticed something and turned her head to the right.

There was Bokuto; sitting with his knees to his chest, balled up and moping. Despite his hair being shorter, it was still obviously drooping due to his bad mood. He also had a grocery bag beside him, a few of her favorite snacks inside.

He glanced up at her and blushed before looking away, that same solemn pout still on his face.

YCs heart eased and the tension in her gut disappeared. He was so obvious that she couldn’t help but smile. After a few moments, she sighed and went to sit beside him. “You okay there bud?” She asked in a gentle voice.

Bokuto pouted, to ashamed to e and now a bit embarrassed by the way her voice lightly joked.

YC grabbed the bag and held it up, “A peace offering?”

Bokuto wouldn’t look at her. His pouty face was as cute as ever. “No… why would you think that…. It’s not like taking it would make me feel better or anything…. Look I know I messed up, I should have asked if it was okay sooner. I get it if you don’t feel like talking to me…I don’t even know why I’m here…”

She already felt bad about practically ghosting him but she couldn’t help but feel flattered by his obvious attempt at reconciliation. She knew he would probably pout if she flat out said that it was okay. She wanted to apologize herself, but not here. It was time to coax him in.

A small giggle left her lips and she opened the bag. She smiled when she saw a few drinks, her favorite savory snacks, and even some of his rare feel good cheat meal snacks. She grabbed a drink and held it up, “Darn….I really wanted some of this too. I guess im going to have to pass on ordering Yakiniku. I don’t have any yummy drinks like these to pair it with…”

Bokuto peeked over at her, his attention now grasped. “Barbecue?”

She sighed, a soft smile on her face and an obviously faked tone mixed with her sigh, “Yep, I just got a huge bonus on my pay check. I was going to order lots of pork, chicken, beef, veggies, rice…..”

His mouth was practically watering as he turned his full attention to her, “You were…gunna…eat all that…by yourself?”

YC sighed, “Hm? Me? Oh no. I was actually about thinking of finding a date. Maybe someone tall, funny, muscular, and really loves barbecue.”

Bokuto cut his eyes at her before huffing and looking away, “Oh… I see how it is….I guess he’d be better looking than me too?”

YC stared at him, once again dumb struck by how completely witless he was. She was then completely flattered by the obvious display of jealousy.

She giggled and took a chance., “You are the date silly~”

Bokuto paused for a moment before smiling and pointing at himself, “Me?”

She nodded, kissing his cheek gently and pulling away, “I didn’t mean to ignore you. Now come on.”

YC took his hand and lead him into the house, the tension between them now eased by the unspoken promise to talk it out. They knew things weren’t going to be easy but they were ready to try.

Bokuto blushed from the kiss to his cheek, gently taking her hand when it was offered and following her into the house. He wasn’t sure if she really had truly forgiven him but things were looking a lot better now

After ordering their food and pretending things were back to normal, the two of them began to play some classic video games. Neither of them were the best at the game but they were evenly matched with their skills. Eventually after tying with the frosted haired man for what felt like the 80th time, YC decided she needed a break.

With a tired sigh, she put away her controller and stretched out her arms, soon just giving up and laying her head back against the cushion of the couch they were sitting in front of.

Bokuto stopped for a moment, huffing and complaining, “Aw come on YC. You’re seriously throwing in the towel already?”

YC didn’t pay his complaint much mind. “Aw come on, in still full from all that food. Besides im bored of playing video games!”

A chuckle left Bokuto’s lips and he purred out to her, “Oh I don’t do boring. You’re just challenging me at this rate”

YN waved her hand dismissively, “Fine then! Pick a new game for us. But it has to be something new and exciting. Otherwise I’m going to bed.” She teased

Bokuto heard the discontent in her voice and stared at her for a moment, starring at a faint spot on her neck. He had left his claim on her and felt a sense of pride when he looked at the fading mark. He may have been an idiot with most things, but he had mixed emotions that required some deep thought.

He knew she was likely just teasing. She never kept her word with the petty threats along those lines. He was still unsure about her true intentions now. The way she suddenly got up and practically ran away from him. The way she kissed his cheek earlier counteracted her actions before. She even referred to him as her date. Did she feel the same as him? Did she want more? Was she just shy? Why hadn’t they ever talked about this sooner?

Amongst all of these feelings, Bokuto was also faced with a challenge. He was never one to turn down competition and something about his competitive streak made the gears in his head turn.

She was as beautiful as ever to him and he could feel tension at the back of his throat. He didn’t know if indulging in his feelings for her was the best idea but his heart was aching for her at this point. Each trip back home after a season just made him miss her so much more when he went away. He knew he had to act before summer rolled around this year or else he would lose his mind.

After what he experienced with her earlier that week, he didn’t think he could keep these feelings back anymore. Each memory of her soft lips brushing up against his made his chest pound. He wanted so much more from her. He decided that tonight he could try be a bit more selfish.

He took the opportunity of her guard being down to gulp back the lump in his throat. After taking a deep silent breath, he leaned his body in close to hers and pressed his lips against her neck, softly planting two kisses near her earlobe and jaw to get her attention

YC quickly opened her eyes, a gasp leaving her lips and her eyes soon meeting his. “Boku..to…”

He gazed back at her a now competitive gleam coming from his stare “Wanna play chicken again? Loser has to say what they’re feeling?…”

YC blushed, her cheeks hot with embarrassment when she realized where this was going. “I meant a video game!” She protested

Bokuto raised an eyebrow, “So is that a no?”

She couldn’t run from embarrassment now, she was in her own home. Not to mention, she didn’t want to run. She was acting on impulse before. It was time to see this through. She nodded

Bokuto slid his hand up to hold her cheek, his lips returning to the faint spot on her neck to remark the spot. The first thing he wanted to do was to give her something to remind her of his desire for her.

After a few moment of teasing she let out a gentle gasp, shivering under his bite. Her hands reached up to grasp his pecks, gently squeezing as she felt her body tense up from excitement.

He pulled away, chuckling softly and speaking softly, “You’re really sensitive huh?” He leaned in and briefly planted his lips against her face, gently moving in closer to show her how serious he was. His eyes remained half shut and his frequency of the kisses grew. He made sure to gently yet lovingly kiss her, giving all his focus to making sure she was comfortable.

YC soon covered her face from the embarrassment once again, sinking down into her emotions and whining out quietly, “Bokutoooo…..”

With a satisfied grin, he pulled away to whisper, “Throwing in the towel already? I guess I won. Go on, pay up…”

YC was shocked but she couldn’t flee. She didn’t want to. She felt the passion of his lips against her face. His half closed gaze was one of wanting. He even had a serious look on his face that she had only seen a few times before.

“I…” she kept her face covered.

“I…feel…nervous….so nervous I could curl up and die.” She admitted shyly.

Bokuto chuckled “Why? Are you nervous?~”

YC frowned, “That’s all you’re getting…it’s my turn now….” She said before reaching her hands back to lay on his bulky chest before pulling herself up to gently kiss his lips.

He was shocked but not detoured. That only motivated him to work harder at trying to win their little game. He eagerly kissed back, taking special care to listen and feel for what she desired in their kiss.

She pushed back into the embrace while letting her eyes slowly soften. She could feel his tongue intruding into her mouth in no time, the eagerness somehow not being overbearing. He made her whole body feel like it was going to melt.

Her hands slowly moved up and down touching the front of his tshirt, her palms resting on his large soft pecks, in love with his form. Her tongue didn’t demand much when it wrestled with his and he very easily took control, slowly taking over. The two of them fed off of each others energy, the kiss soon getting loud and wet.

A soft huff left his lips as he briefly pulled away cooing out a sweet taunt, “Gotta try harder than that if you want me to give~”

She pouted before they returned to the kiss, moving her hands up to rest at the nape of his neck. It didn’t take long until Bokuto had her pulled into his lap. His large rough grip slowly touched away at her hips and sides. He groped her curves, toying with her body while avoiding the blatantly erotic zones. He slid his hands down along the sides and tops of her thighs, his kisses now going from dominant to needy and lust driven. His tongue demanded unlimited access to her.

Before they knew it, they were both breathing heavily, barely pulled away from each other. YC huffed softly while she studied Bokuto’s expression. She just couldn’t get him to cave. He had such a determined look on his face. She only saw this from him when he was in his competitive mindset. This was a game to him and he had the upper hand. He was determined to show her he wasn’t all bark and no bite, his indulgence caused him to slip into a lust driven trance.

YC reached up slowly to touch the side of his face. She was so immersed in the moment that she felt all of her fear disappear. Instead she was driven by the competitive tension. She knew what to do to get her way. Speaking ever so softly to get his attention, she uttered out the key word to his heart, “Kotaro…”

Bokutos expression immediately changed. A bright red tint suddenly filled his cheeks and he looked away. The man had lost his nerve the second she used his first name. He didn’t know what to do next, he was frozen in place. He burried his face in her neck, hugging her close and muttering out, “That’s cheating….”

YC realized quickly that the mood had shifted. Her partner was embarrassed, so she immediately followed suit. Unlucky for her, her face was already hot from the heat of their kiss.

Bokuto had a moment of realization similar to YCs earlier that week. The girl who he had worked so hard to impress for so long was now on his lap, letting him indulge in his fantasy. She even called him by his first name. He had more thoughts going through his mind now than ever before.

“I want her so bad. I want her more than anything. That was so hot, oh my god. I need her now or else I’ll lose my mind.”

He didn’t even have to think about it, he already knew that he was rock hard and she was millimeters away from pressing up against it once again. He was struggling to fight for control. The urge to push and grind up against her was to much. He was trying so hard to avoid taking over. What was he even supposed to say to her? ‘I wanna rip your clothes off and play with you until the sun comes up and then do it some more???’

Even he wasn’t that bold. All these thoughts coursed through his mind while he gripped her hips, keeping them at bay and away from his bulge.

She could tell he was losing his nerve. She figured it was just because of her little power move. She had no idea what was going to happen now. As awkward as she may have felt, she knew she had to step up to avoid yet another night of physical and emotional edging. Now was her moment.

Sucking up her fear, YC slid her hand from the nape of his neck down to his cheek. Her other hand slid up to his shoulder and her mouth met his once again, a gentle kiss being her way of coaxing him out of her neck, “We had a deal, remember?…”

Bokuto couldn’t even react initially he was so caught off guard. He soon realized he had fallen into a new type of spiral. He was love drunk and now sinking into this new addiction. He slipped his hands up and down along her back before resting them back on her hips. His shy gaze met hers and he pouted his lips softly, “Are you sure you want to know? I can’t really put it into…words”

YC nodded softly, gently biting her bottom lip before gently pressing her forehead against his. “A deals a deal…”

Bokuto loved the look on her face, his body now slowly taking over and acting on its own. He took the gamble and kissed her cheek while closing his eyes and gently pulling her hips forward to sit on his bulging tent, the restriction only growing more intense when it made contact with her clothed warmth.

YC practically burnt up from shyness. Bokuto pulled away to watch her expression. YC covered her face once more, a soft squeak of embarrassment coming from behind her palms. They both lost the game at this point.

He gently coaxed her to talk to him with a moment of reassurance, “Do you want to stop?” While moving his hands up to gently hold the outside of her upper arms.

She shyly shook her head, letting him know that she had no intention of leaving. She wanted to see this through.

Bokuto smiled and pecked her on the exposed sides of her face. “Okay, your turn. Tell me…”

She shook her head once again, feeling her embarrassment still bubbling up inside of her. “I…want to keep going…not just for tonight either…” she admitted while retreating back into her curled up hands.

Bokuto was starting to understand what she meant and he felt his heart skip with joy. A big grin formed, “I’m going all out then, okay?~” he cooed playfully.

She couldn’t help it. She nodded and slowly plopped herself down on the ground, letting the surge of awkwardness take over until she was on the ground.

Bokuto chuckled and playfully followed behind her, climbing over her and straddling her hips. He lifted her hands off her face and placed them on his shoulders, advancing in to planting a loving kiss on her lips. No words were needed in that moment. The sexual tension grew with each passing second and before they knew it, they were soon wrestling their tongues once more with a deep and heavy passion.

YCs hands were rubbing up and down Bokuto’s torso, occasionally pulling him down to press her chest against his during particular deep moments. Amongst their shuffling and petting, she managed to slolwy buck her hips up to press herself up against his prominent crotch.

As soon as her hips made contact with his lap, he let out a small chuckle, pleased by her body language. His amber stare clouded with desire while his hand slid up and found a handful of her breast.

He was pleasantly suprised to discover a lack of barrier, the only thing separating the skin to skin being her thin tshirt. The eagerness almost took over as he carefully groped and rubbed. It wasn’t long before he rubbed around and felt her nipples perked under the thin tshirt fabric. He pulled away with a smug grin, pink still lightly tinting his pale cheeks. One thing was on his mind and he had began losing control of his patience and gentleness. “Looks like my guess was right~ You weren’t wearing a bra. You’re really good at hiding it though. I turned the air on and everything, and you just kept your arms over them the whole night~”

YC gasped in shock, wincing softly when he massaged her bosom. His fingers trailing over her perky buds caused a surge of chills to run up her spine. Goosebumps danced on her already chilled skin, feeling more exposed than ever before, mostly because she had been trying to hide them this entire evening.

When she received his teasing remark, she looked at him, shocked and amazed at how sneaky he had been. She had to remember thats just because he wasn’t the smartest person she had ever met, didn’t mean he didn’t think. When he was motivated, he had a stunning ability to think ahead. “If what I did earlier was cheating, you rigged the whole game…” she huffed and pouted.

Bokuto gave her a mischievous look and spoke gently, “I always try my best to get what I want. I’ve waited so long that I had to think in my best interests.~ If I couldn’t get my way, I might as well leave with a good memory for later.” He taunted while brushing his thumb over her clothed bud.

YC trembled, gently resting her face in the crook of his neck and stifling her pleasured voice. “You didn’t have to say it out loud….that…you think of me when…you..” she trailed off while biting and caressing along the firm muscle tone of his neck.

Bokuto gasped yearning for more and now whispering gently while his cock pulsed against her clothed excitement. “I do~ All the time~ What about you? Hm?~” he cooed while his hands explored.

YC nodded slowly, now giving in to his every coo and flirt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer to her awaiting body.

YC slid her kisses down to Bokuto’s neck and with a nice little bite to his sweet spot, Bokuto jerked his hips into hers as he shivered, now pressing their clothed arousal together. Both of them let out weak moans, Bokuto using it to set a firm rhythm for him to give her a taste of how he wants to ravish her body.

It didn’t take long for his needy side to come out and he was soon motioning her to rock her hips, his spare hand now leading her rub her heat up against him. He breathed with each kiss and peck she made and soon he spoke his mind, his desires forming a low whisper for YCs ears, “You know what that means right?…I require a lot of attention. I’m gunna bug the heck out of you all the time you know?”

When she processed the comment he had just made, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. “As long as you promise to never stop needing me~”

Bokuto started to ever so slowly lose the last of his grip on his patience. He pressed his forehead to hers, closing his eyes and letting out a muffled pant.

He paused the kisses for a moment, slowly sliding his hands under her shirt, excited to feel the bare skin of her curves. His digits danced up her belly, admiring the contours and edges of her soft hot skin. He trailed his thumb over the peak of her bust playing with the erect nipples Once his palm pressed on the hot bare skin of her breast.

YC kissed the side of his head, her heart racing from the realization that they were taking things to the next level. Her tender breasts were already sensitive from the cold and his hot hands created a lewd sensation to course through her. Goosebumps appeared and her buds became fully erect. “B-Bokuto~”

The sound of her letting out small moans, her eyes shutting from the embarrassment of making such lewd noises, the sight of her smooth skin peaking out from under the shirt motivated his next move. He may have been explorative but it was obvious he knew what he was doing.

“Hey…say my first name again.” He cooed while moving his palms down and hooking his thumbs at the hem of her shirt, slowly pulling up.

His bulge was definitely in her way and now she has to decide to make that big step. A very big step according to the girth of his tightly restricted member. starred into his amber eyes with a gentle expression, completely submitting to his touch before whispering his name softly, “Kotaro…”

That was far more attractive than he expected. Even though he accepted that things were escalating fast and he knew hid next move, such bold moves caused him to swallow a lump in his throat as he inched closer to a sight he had only dreamt of. This was completely different than anything he had come face to face with before He lifted her shirt up over her breasts, his piercing gaze making its way to her beautiful bare torso.

YC gently lifted her hands over her breasts, covering Bokuto’s view. He wasn’t to happy about that. He pouted before moving her wrists to pin them next to her head. His grip was firm enough to make sure she couldn’t budge. With a hungry beam, he leaned in kissing and softly licking along her breasts. He placed his mouth on her right bosom, sucking briefly on her nipple before gently tugging it with his teeth.

YC yelped out softly, shivering and protesting the pleasure, “H-Hey! That’s…Nnh~ Please…They’re sensetive…” she admitted, not wanting him to stop but also being to bashful to keep her excitement down.

He was completely in love with the appearance of her bare chest. Every curve, contour, and mound was so unique to her body. He could feel his tip dampening his boxers. They had been dry humping and grinding for so long by this point that his appendage ached. He needed to act on relieving some tension soon.

His voice added to the cacophony of their intimacy. “I didn’t think you’d sound this cute” he mentioned with a moody pout while he pulled away, releasing her hands and unbuttoning his jeans to let his mound breathe.

She watched him pull away, her eyes now following his hands as they worked to free himself from his confinement. Her heart raced fast, reality setting in in a whole new way. “Bokuto~ I….” She trailed off as she stared at his large bulky frame hovering over her.

The sight of her lips being lightly swollen from their constant sucking and nibbling added insult to injury. He watched her eyes widened upon seeing his tent taking up a considerable amount of room from his boxers. His mound throbbed and pulsed with flattery. Her surprise gave him a shiver of confidence and fueled his ambition.

Leaning forward, he bit down tenderly on her left nipple adding to the love bites he scattered on her neck and chest. His digits danced down her torso from her breasts to her tummy, and in no time they had her pants down her thighs, “Hey hey…don’t forget….I want you to call me by my first name.” He whispered softly.

Bokuto had every right to feel impressed. YC was now curious just to see how intense he really was. His size was impressive to say the least. So far he was no slacker when it came to foreplay so when he but down on one of her most gentle areas

YC complied, panting his name into the kiss, “Kotaro please~ I….I love…” she trailed off, to bashful to finish the sentence

He moved his hand to hold her cheek, “I do too…”

He spoke in a hushed tone, a serious look in his eyes, “I want you to be mine….and only mine.~”

He pecked her lips. “You’re all I think about… all the time…I want to be selfish and take you all to myself.”

YN blushed, giving in to his moody demands and nodding softly. “Please stay by my side~”

She gently lifted her hips to help him get her pants off of her legs. Her own hand went behind her to tug at the hem of his jeans.

When Bokuto picked up on her body language he perked up, jumping into action. Once she began to tug on his clothes, he wasted no time sitting up and quickly sliding his pants off his legs. He took a moment To appreciate the scene, her black panties covering not nearly as much as he thought they would. He then ripped off his shirt, throwing it off to the side with the rest of their clothes

His hand reached down to pull her body close to him, cupping her backside, his hips reconnecting to hers while his large palms enjoying the handful. He grinned and began kissing and biting at the curve of her neck once more, realizing that his favorite thing to do was to kiss her delicate skin.

YC gasped when she felt him take a handful of her backside, only to softly giggle at the feel of his lips on her neck. She felt so much more relaxed now that they had confessed, yet the sexual tension only seemed to escalate. Her giggle shifted to a breathy moan in a matter of seconds.

He slid his hand up from her tender behind and along her side, his kisses slowly reaching to travel up to her earlobe. He began to nip at her soft lone while his other hand made its way down her lower abdomen to the lining of her panties.

YC shivered when he began toying with her ear lobe. The way he bit and bucked his hips felt primal. His clothed member ground up against her covered folds. Goosebumps formed and covered her skin, giving away just how truly excited she was. By the time his hand began to wander, her hand slowly reaching up to hold the side of his head while he kissed her.

He noticed her soft skin prickling under his fingertips and he paused his teasing to nuzzle his face into her hand. With a soft kiss he soon spoke up, “Still Nervous?” He asked while stopping his hands from venturing any further.

YC turned her head a bit to meet his gaze, nodding her head and pecking his lips to answer back softly, “Of course I am…I’ve wanted this for so long….now it’s for real…”

Knowing she felt the same was reassuring. The only negativity he felt was the regret of not acting on his urges sooner. “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting then…I won’t let you down then…I’ll do my best,” he said with hungry voice

“Kotaro….” She whispered his name again while touching the side of his face.

He smiled softly, using a soft kiss to her temple to relax her while he slipped his hand onto the front of her panties. He made sure to rub along the crevic of her heat, paying extra attention to add pressure to her most sensitive spot. The gentle petting and edging was something he was excited to indulge on. Making sure he could pleasure her the whole night was a dream of his that he was ready to make a reality right now. He watched her carefully while touching and caressing her soaked slit, brushing the tips over her awaiting clit to gage her sensetivity

YC let out a quiet yip, “Aa-aah!~” she whimpered when his fingers grazed along her awaiting bud.

He loved the sound of her voice but he loved what he felt under his fingers even more. Dampness had already taken over her heat, “I barely touched you and you already sound this cute~” he taunted.

She tried to remain still as he began to circle his fingers around the bud. Her mind was already racing and she couldn’t argue back. Her spare hand held his tough shoulders, marveling at how hot and flushed his skin was. She had only seen his skin turn this gentle hue of pink when he was drunk. She would soon come to realize that he was drunk. He was drunk off of her body and now she was partaking in the same debauchery.

The way he only gently grazed her most tender button was truly a sign that he was going to rally her lust. She rocked her hips into his hand, her ass pressing against his bulging mound and practically pushing herself into his lap despite laying under him. She wanted him to know that she wanted so much more.

With his dick twitching eagerly, he rocked his hips against hers, teasing her wetness and letting it dampen his boxers before applying pressure from the tips of his fingers to her soft bud. His digits easily slipped over her clit, already damp, fully aroused, and eager for attention. They worked at a gentle speed, establishing his rhythm quickly based on her reactions and pleas for more.

Excited gasps left YCs lips as she felt his fingers begin to touch on her eager bud. Arousal displayed on her cool skin and with each rub and flick of her bud she could feel herself melting under his fingertips. She could already tell by how attentive he was being that he only wanted to please her and he was doing so well already. It made her even more excited to see how fun this would be.

Bokuto watched her closely, his digits feeding into each reaction she gave him. Her hips rocked forward into his fingers so she could get as much pleasure as possible. Knowing how delicate her body was with pleasure, it wasn’t long before she felt herself nearing the edge. She let out small yelps, pants, and whimpers.

Shivers, whimpers, and the prickle of hot breath, flooded Bokuto’s senses. There was so much chemistry between the two that they could both feel the fireworks of compatibility firing off wuth each touch. A big grin filled the frosted haired mans expression and he kissed her cheek before removing his hand from her panties and licking and sucking on his middle and ring finger.

YC watched, soon reaching her hands up to hide her face from the embarrassment. He frowned, using his other hand to move her hands from her face, “I won’t let you keep doing that. Look at me…please.”

YC felt like her face was on fire and all she could do was nod while looking into his love lacquered gaze.

He moved his hand back between her legs, his fingers gently caressing and teasing over her entrance. It wasn’t long before she heard his playful coos. “Don’t be embarrassed~ You look so tasty I couldn’t resist.” His lubricated fingers slipping into her upon the last word leaving his lips.

YC may have felt shy from his teasing, but that quickly disappeared when she was taken over by his thick fingers penetrating her hole. He filled her cave with such a slow and careful stroke, carefully feeling for her sweet spots. His extremities reacted to each gasp and moan moving on instinct while all of his focus went to a half lidded stare at her gorgeous face.

Her hole was slick and tight. The snug feel was enough to drive him mad with anticipation. He wanted to just fuck her senseless already but the need to see her a dripping and begging mess came first. He wanted to see her a complete mess with pleasure so that he could savor every moment that they shared tonight.

She resisted the urge to press her hips back against him, failing miserably as he curled his fingertips to her gspot.She didn’t want to seem so weak and pathetic right off the bat, but it just caused her to whine out his name with the most pitiful voice. “Hng-Ko-Kotar-Kotaro!~”

He couldn’t take it. He pulled his fingers out with a satisfying schlick and yanked her panties to the side so he could see her soft lower lips. He pressed her legs up, holding them in place before dragging his tongue over her soaked slit, soon diving his tongue into the divot that housed her clit. He began rubbing along it with his tongue, loving the taste of her sopping heat with each flick of her bud.

YC whined and begged, her gasps being the only thing to separate her needy moans. His tongue quickly worked at her most fragile bundle of nerves, causing her core to flutter with a desperate throb. She trembled, throwing her head back and desperately holding on to the carpet. That wasn’t enough, her mind was foggy and her hips bucked.

Within seconds he was soon taking long greedy licks, his lips occasionally sucking on her bud in between impatient kisses. It wasn’t long until his touch slid along the epicenter of her slick juices. His tongue managed to snake its way into her hole, eagerly licking and exploring. He loved the way she tasted, how hot her skin had become, how she was starting to completely submit to his touch.

YC let out a few desperate coos, aching for more. She was getting close. Her body took over and her hands ended up in his hair, gripping it and disheveling it as she held on tight.

That only motivated Bokuto to target her sweet spot, his tongue sliding up to her desperate clit. He was going to push her over the edge in the best way he knew how. It didn’t take genius to know that the way she reacted when he played with it meant she loved it. His tongue went to work, enjoying each one of her intense pleas while she tugged on his now messy white hair.

Drool dripped from her chin as she felt her orgasm approaching. “Kotaro!~” She called out his name as a warning and Bokuto swiftly jumped into action.

He pulled her hips up closer to his face, holding her folds open by tightly gripping her thighs and cheeks, one hand lightly slapping the side of her ass upon making contact.

YC shivered, trying not to thrash her legs as she felt herself cumming. Her hands quickly came up to her mouth, releasing his now disheveled hair. She covered her mouth as she came hard, bucking her hips up to his face and curling her toes.

Bokuto eagerly licked up her juices, using the freedom of her orgasm to open up room for another one. He slipped his middle and ring fingers directly into her convulsing heat.

YC quickly bucked and rocked her hips, trembling and shaking when he presses into her gspot. Her back arched and her hands desperately moved to grip the carpet under them.

Bokuto watched her squirm and wiggle under him. Her breasts and curves bounced beautifully, causing Bokuto to stare hungrily at her, his cock now being painfully repressed from how desperate he was. It motivated him to plunged and pushed against her gspot. He sat up straight, pulling her hips close to his and pushing his palm up against her clit.

YC quaked, her body unable to contain its excitement. He kept her orgasm going, not letting it end and instead igniting another one. She couldn’t stay tense forever. Eventually she collapsed under his touch, trembling and shuddering as his palm stimulated her clit. She couldn’t hold herself back now and she let out a loud and lewd moan, her cunt now dripping with arousal and soaking Bokuto’s hand.

That was probably the hottest thing that the man had ever seen. He couldn’t resist his urges any longer. Especially when he watched her once chilly skin now starting the bead sweat over all of her sweet spots. Even the front of her panties were soaking wet. All of this was only illuminated by the blue glow of the tv

He slid his fingers out of her slippery cave, loving the slick sound her pussy made. His hand slipped the front of his now soaked boxers down, his thick member popping out while he leaned in, kissing her lips while he whispered to her, “YC…” he spoke while rubbing the thick length along her inner thighs, letting her feel how ready he was.

His hand guided itself down to his veiny pulsing girth. All it wanted to do was to stuff itself inside of YC, it didn’t matter how, it just craved relief. He rubbed the tip of his cock along her soaked panties, placing a shy peck to her cheek as he lifted one of her legs up from behind her knee

YC was still coming down from the work he put in with his mouth and fingers, she wasnt prepared for when she suddenly felt a new sensation pressing against her damp panties. She knew that she couldn’t take the wait any longer. With a gentle bite and nip at Bokuto’s lower lip, she rocked her hips up against his tip, motioning her panties to be pushed aside.

Bokuto’s soft kisses served as a distraction to the both of them. Both of them felt as their arousal began to slip and slide against eachother, only causing them to both moan and gasp into the kiss. He rocked his hips slowly, making sure to push and press his member past her thinly clothed heat and to graze his tip over her begging hole.

They both let out soft moans of relief when the heat of her lower lips pressed against his shaft. Bokuto focused on sliding the head directly over her clit, pleasuring both of them while he mentally prepared to burry himself into his lover.

YC shivered and bucked her hips as her thighs tried to instinctively close from how sensitive she still was. She gasped softly when she felt his tip attempt to slide over the well lubricated entrance. She realized quickly that he was built thickly in more ways than one. A gentle whisper left her lips to get his attention, only pausing to gently return his soft pecks, “Bokuto…I love….you…” each pause being embraced with a kiss.

He blushed a gentle pink when he finally heard her say it out loud. He pouted and looked into her eyes softly, “I wanted to say it first…” he moped while pulled her leg up to rest on his hip. He resumed the kiss, his teeth bit and tugged on her bottom lip, showing off his passion.

YC pulled him in tight, one arm wrapping under his arm to hold his bare back and the other holding onto his cheek as she fought the kiss. She slowly slithered her tongue into his mouth, grinding her hips closer to his.

Bokuto let out a soft moan when she slid her tongue into his mouth. He immediately melted to the will of her tongue. Now was as good a time as ever, he was moving according to the desires of his body. His hips moved on their own, taking over as he finally dipped the tip of his dick into her dripping hole. Feeling a chill run up his back from pure bliss as soon as the heat engulfed the head of his cock, he found himself greedily stuffing the majority of it, right into her drenched pussy.

“Fuck…” he growled softly into the kiss.

“A-ahh~ Oh god~….” YC whimpered out, trying to muffle her voice in the kiss.

The two both let out their surprised lewd moans, causing both of them to pause to adjust to the intense sensations. It only took a moment before Bokuto began to rock and stroke his hips against YCs, stuffing her hole more with each thrust. He slid his hands down to hold her hips in place while he shoved his cock into her firmly, “Fuck… it’s to good YC~”

YC leaned her head back, letting out a louder moan when he crowded himself into her further. She was surprised to discover he still had so much more to give, marveled by the sheer girth of his dick. Not only was it the tight fit, just finally being physically united with Bokuto was euphoric. He filled her in such a new and intense way. His cock was so thick and defined, able to even feel the distinct vein running along it when she focused on how he felt inside of her. She clung to him tightly, wrapping her leg up to rest on his lower back. “B-Boku…bokut-ahh~” she was a moaning mess.

She wasn’t alone. Bokuto was in shock from how delightfully hot and slick her tunnel was. It may have just been the strength of their chemistry but he had never felt this delightful. The way her pussy encased him so perfectly, the sounds it made with each thrust, how slick and ready it was for him to use as his. Everything about it was addicting. Now that he had her, his body still craved more. All he could do was pull away from the kiss, ripping off the rest of her shirt and resuming his powerful and steady rhythm with his hands tightly gripping her sides, his goal now being to watch her breasts and curves bounce with each whip of his hips.

YC cried out, whining when he briefly stopped, only to become a moaning mess when he resumed. Each firm stroke made it feel like he was hitting the back of her desperate cave. The passion sent her into a trance as her eyes focused on the gorgeously sculpted form over her. He was truly successful at proving that he wanted to satisfy her body in every possible way.

He reached his hand up, grasping her breast while roughly rocking his hips forward to push himself in deeper, their hips clapping together loudly. His eyes wandered and his strokes slowed while he took a moment to take it all in. His hand only fondled for a bit, sliding back down to hold her hips while he watched himself stretch her hole every time he pushed himself inside of her. A devious grin resurfaced and his hand slid down to her stomach, pressing down when he began to speed his thrusts up, keeping the same strength behind each thrust.

Wet sounds were quickly filling the room and YCs moans we’re starting to mix in with them. She felt like he was breaking her open with each ram, the overindulgence making her mind go completely blank. “M-More~ please~” she couldn’t help but desperately beg for more, moaning out in a lewd voice between every firm thrust.

Bokuto couldn’t resist rocking and rolling his hips to meet hers. He breathed heavily, his own grunts and pleas mixing with hers. She felt better than he had ever imagined. He didn’t know if it was the thrill of finally getting his chance with her or if it was just her body being made for him, but all he knew was he was already addicted. Such passion only made their much awaited pleasure so much more fulfilling. Bokuto could only sink deeper into bliss, his usually wide eyes now lidded and starring down at her, just starting to ravage her with all his might

Her body bounced into his desperately after each slam to her gspot. He could hear the slaps, claps, and splashed while he filled and stuffed her in just the right way, making her body convulse and react to each slam. It didn’t take long for her to reach her peak once more.

YCs body felt like an euphoric electricity coursed through it. Her skin raised with goosebumps and her eyes lidded, lust being the only expression present on her face. She had never felt herself get pushed to her limit quite like this, in that moment, her only regret was not giving her body up to him sooner. Her orgasm was completely reinvented, causing her to let out a loud and passionate cry of bliss.

Bokuto winced when he felt her pussy squeeze tightly around him. She was going to cum soon and her hole was overstimulating his cock with each pulse. This caused him to buck into her hard, shoving his entire girth inside of her in one firm thrust, holding it against her gspot while he held her face close to his, staring into her eyes half lidded as he whined quietly against her lips. He was fiercely holding his composure, trying not to release then and there. His dick was drowning in pleasure, making his body desperately hold on to her hips to hold her in place.

YC came hard, her walls tightly sucking him in. “Ko-Kotaro~ Ahh…” she whimpered against his lips as her walls pulsed and squeezed, finally starting to relax.

Kotaro shivered, closing his eyes as her hole clamped and massaged his length. This is was bad, he could feel himself already getting close to the edge.

Precum leaked out of his tip and as soon as her body relaxed, he slid himself out of her, kissing her cheeks and forehead before pulling out and quickly guiding her hips to lay her on her stomach.

YC was weak from her repeated orgasms, practically seeing double by the time she realized she was being turned onto her stomach. “I…I’m still…calming..” she could barely speak as she tried to calm down.

Bokuto stared at her bare ass in awe, unable to look away or hear what she was saying. He wanted to dive his face right in but a different need of his ached. He climbed over her, rubbing his hands up against her plump cheeks before spreading them to marvel at the view. He starred at her drenched cunt, soon pushing his shaft between her cheeks for just a moment, his tip making its way back inside her in no time.

YC let out a sensitive moan, her voice trembling when he re-entered. She gripped the carpet desperately, feeling as he squeezed into the now tighter fit and right into her sweet spot. “K-Kotaro~”

Bokuto quickly realized that he made a vital mistake. The tighter angle did nothing to service him holding back his arousal. His hips were now closer to hers than ever, her ass perked against his hips just right, her moans lewder than ever and his cock was snug inside of her. He leaned over, kissing and biting his shoulder as he tried to slowly stroke to preserve his climax. It wasn’t working.

YC shuddered, moaning as the pressure from his figure mixed with the sensations of his teeth sinking into her shoulder. She reached her hands up to cover her mouth, her emotions over flowing with each smack to her aching pussy. He had managed to keep her entirely on edge the whole time, now was no different. She felt like there was no end to his ability to satisfy her and her moans reflected that.

He couldn’t hold back, his tip leaked but he couldn’t find the strength to pull back. Instead his lips traveled up her neck and to her cheeks, motioning her to kiss him. To make sure of this, he snaked his hands up the back of her neck and to the base of her skull, grabbing her by the base of her hair and aiming her face to his. He wanted to kiss her desperately but he also did this to hush her moans. He loved them so much that they were pushing him over the edge. He couldn’t control his hips anymore, they just smacked and plunged into her backside, causing her ass to move in waves with each hard smack.

She began to reach her end once more, the sheer force of his hips edging her closer and closer. She drooled into the kiss, moaning and trying to warn him of her approaching orgasm once more, her body now unable to keep up with the pleasure overload. When his hands tangled into her hair and began to tug, it was like a switch was flipped and her body caved in on her. Her walls began to close in on him again, just pulling him in as they pulsed.

He was so focused on maintaining his own mental fortitude that he didn’t consider her body giving in so quickly. He had pulled away from the kiss, now pushing her face down against the carpet while gripping her hair. When she came hard once again, he couldn’t hold back this time. He slammed himself in one good time before feeling a cord of tension snap.

“Ah-“ he moaned out harshly while a shock wave of pleasure coursed through his entire being.

He began to cum, the first wave being completely unavoidable before he forced his cock out of her soft hole. His seed spilled out of the tip of his cock and onto her cheeks. He rested his cock on the split of her backside, holding her hips with his hands and watching as it jerked and flinched while releasing onto her back.

Sweat beaded on her skin, mixing with his seed. It was a beautiful view and he soon found himself slowly starting to gain his composure. He soon blushed a deep red and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck while apologizing, “Sorry…I came inside a bit…” he admitted.

YC was still coming down, somehow far more out of breath than him. Three orgasms is more than enough to where someone out, especially after they had essentially just been used as a hole. When the mental fog cleared, she was made aware of Bokuto’s guilty little pout. She could only giggle quietly before moving to turn onto her back, still in a state of euphoria. She could only pull him into a deep kiss, her tongue sliding back into his mouth to convey a very promiscuous message.

Bokuto’s eyes widened as he kissed her, surprised at how bold she had suddenly become. His member didn’t even have time to fully soften from satisfaction, he already craved more. It grazed against her folds once more, able to tell that it was dampened further by his release. His tongue fought for dominance with hers, his hands reaching down to grip her by her ass.

She roughly tugged and bit at his lip, bucking her hips up against his to beg for more. She was high off his touch, his rhythm, him in general. She had never experienced such chemistry, she wasn’t satisfied yet.

Bokuto was in the same boat, already sensitive to her will as it was. Nothing could have prepared him for how euphoric her body was. His hands went to work, no longer focused on love making but just eager to fuck her relentlessly. His control left him long ago and he pulled her legs up to hook at his hips. His grip on her ass turned into a rough slap, barely able to hold back the same force he used in his powerful cross court shots. That was going to leave a print on her complexion, no doubt about it.

The grip returned to her cheeks and he found himself shoving his cock back inside of her dripping hole, his face breaking away from the pleasure.

They both let out a passionate sound once more, YC now clawing into his back and pulling down.

Bokuto purred from pleasure, only able to gasp out, “God YC…I love you~” he pleaded before smacking his hips against hers with all his might

YC began to let out yelps of lust, her voice unable to be contained as he hit the back of her dripping cunt over and over and over. Her eyes began to drift up and her body collapsed under his touch.

Bokuto latched onto one of her breasts, sucking and biting at her nipples with each thrust. He loved marking up her body now that he was able to claim her in more ways than one. When he watched her face begin to blank out, he knew he had to finish her off on the best note possible.

Bokuto pushed her thighs up grasping the backs of her ankles and forcing his bodyweight forward. She was pressed up into a folded position while his cock plunged inside the deepest divot of her entrance. He was going to fill her in more ways than one. It was already crazy intense with the way her pussy dripped from the mix of their juices, but now there was nothing to stop him. He was going to breed her until they couldn’t move anymore.

YC hadn’t ever been taken to this level. The sting of his hand print on her ass cheek never went away. It only mixed and blended into the pleasure, making her just buck her hips into his more. Hearts were in her eyes as she continued to claw into his back and now tugging on her short hair. Her tongue tangled with his. Her body gave in to his, and in seconds, she was folded up, now taking every bit of his massive girth. She couldn’t even form words anymore, just desperate whines as her cunt quivered.

Bokuto was nearing his peak. The constant thrusting went on and in and on, being driven by excitement and lust. They had been at it for hours by this point and this final position was the grandiose final stretch. Her pussy was pulsing, signifying her getting close. His dick hadn’t stopped leaking since he slid it back into her. Now he was truly getting close.

YC began to cry out from pleasure, one final orgasm bringing her to become a complete mess. She released onto him, dampening the front of his groin while he continued to slap his hips into her.

Bokuto felt himself edging closer and before he knew it he started to cum hard, still thrusting with all his might and causing semen to pour out of her along with her own fluids. After several strong pumps, he couldn’t keep up. His legs went weak and the gave out on him, causing him to have to catch himself with his hands as he watched her lost gaze.

YC shivered, feeling his hot seed fill her up completely. As she slowly calmed down, she eventually looked directly into his gaze, her ears ringing and her body tingling from her head to her toes.

Bokuto pumped a few more times, letting the rest of his release leak into the overcrowded hole. He gently kissed her forehead before pulling away and watching his now softening cock slide out of her, completely drenched in their fluids and still dripping cum. He stared at her abused hole, loving how it dripped with his seed, watching it pour and drip out into a puddle on the floor.

YC eventually spoke up, slowly composing herself and looking up at him while she slowly sat up, “Bokuto…that was…amazing..” she admitted shyly.

The man chuckled, soon pulling her into his lap to kiss her forehead. “If you thought that was amazing, be prepared to have your mind blown a lot~” he kissed her cheeks, “Well…more than just your mind actually~”

YC blushed a bright red before smacking his now dewy chest playfully, “Way to ruin a moment..” she said shyly with a pout.

Bokuto smiled and nuzzled into her neck, “I can make it up to you…. I’ll scrub your back~” he cooed softly.

YC smiled, chuckling and teasing back, “Who said I would let you into the shower with me?~”

“Can I at least peak?” He asked playfully

And with that, the two had officially become a couple. Their chemistry and lust for each other was unmatched and they had many many many more wonderful nights like this ahead of them.

they see you wearing a men’s sized sweater and think you’re cheating on them

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Title: Sleepy Confessions

Rating: T

Pairing: Miya Osamu/Reader

Summary: She's known Miya Osamu her entire life, and now at twenty-six, she realizes she's not content with just friendship. Osamu on the other hand, realizes he may lose her if he doesn't tell her how he feels.

Snippet:

It started out small, with the little things. So small it took Osamu three weeks to realize what he was doing.

At first, it was just adding her favorite flavor to the menu of Onigiri Miya. Pickled umeboshi with cucumber. Then, it was always making sure her favorite tea flavor was in stock for the rainy days when she wanted hot tea. Being sure her place at the counter was always available for when she’d drop by during the week.

If he ensured that by leaving his sanitized towel in her spot to ward off other customers, well. What can he say? Yes, okay, he wants her to sit closest to where she can watch him prepare her food. He loves the warm feeling that washes over his being when he has her undivided attention.

And now that Osamu’s realized all of what he’d been doing? Oh boy, was he embarrassed. What if she had noticed?

It was so fuckin’ obvious.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41606517

Shikatema are always going to be my OTP. I think Shikamaru has truckloads of smooth beast™ potential/energy. And, Temari is a raging goddess who will only let Shikamaru tame her.

Set in post-Shippuden and pre-Boruto-verse.

Clearly, I really really dig intimacy, small underrated gestures, and a lot of eye contact during sex and that's kinda what made me write this one.