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Mind and Body {Part 1}

Pairings - fem!reader x villain!Shinsou

Warnings - 18+ kidnapping, mind control / brainwashing, light bondage, Shinsou is crazy/creepy and a little cocky, dub con but no sex, choking

Word count - 2.6k

Important - for context, reader has a demon quirk which is seen quite negatively similar to Shinsous quirk, reader graduated UA last year (one year behind Shinsou) and works with Hawks, reader is very close with Aizawa

A/n - I’m still working on the Why Not Me/Aki part 2, hopefully it’ll be finished sometime next week, along with part 2 of this fic (which is going to be almost all smut, so I hope someone is excited for that!)

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"I... I barely recognised you..." Your voice was quiet despite how your chest heaved for air in your panicked state, you had woken up in a dark room, from what felt like a hazy dream. Your hands were bound uncomfortably by some kind of cloth behind the back of the chair, your ankles and knees bound to the legs of the chair. Adrenaline pumped through your body when you realised something beyond your perception was stopping you from using your quirk, leaving you at the mercy of your familiar faced kidnapper sitting opposite you.

"What is it about me that has changed beyond recognition?" His voice was deep and lifeless, but there was clear intent behind his question. You looked at his face as he leaned forward in his chair, the dim bulb that barely lit up the area around it shining a gentle light on his features.

He had a number of scars littering his arms, as well as one starting at his nostril and going down his lips, ending at his chin. However, the most noticeable one was the deep scar that stretched over his right eye, his iris - once a deep and rich purple - was now a faded glassy blue. He didn't have these scars the last time you saw him nearly two years ago, but they didn't look especially fresh either which made you wonder what he had been doing since his disappearance to get them. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" He teased after your long silence, although his teasing didn't feel light hearted or friendly.

You opened your mouth to respond, but closed it when you remembered the requirements to activate his quirk. He had never used it on you maliciously before, only once during a joint training session when you were a first year and he was a second year and another time to help you get to sleep when you were suffering a bout of insomnia. Despite this, you hesitated to answer him. "Oh, you're worried about my quirk, right?" Another trap. You wouldn't fall for it. Your silence following his question illicited a mildly amused exhale from his nose. "You know, I've been working on my quirk a lot since we last saw each other. I've improved it, significantly." You wondered if that had anything to do with how he got his scars. "Beyond what you already know, my quirk has become something much more. I can change you, passively, no more need for questions and answers. I just needed you to look at me." Once he explained this you immediately dropped your gaze to the floor. "No use looking away now, my quirk is already taking effect." He added, leaning back into his chair and covering his face in the shadows beyond the lights touch.

"Why can't I use my quirk? Is that you too?" You finally asked, wriggling your hands in their bindings in an attempt to escape.

"No, that's not me. That's one of my colleagues, his quirk is similar to Mr Aizawas, except he doesn't need to be looking directly at you." He answered in his gruff voice.

"Why am I here?" You asked, still unsure of whether you could look up at him or not. He let out a deep sigh at your question.

"I want you to help me. I'd prefer you did so willingly, but my quirk will be influencing you regardless… You may find yourself feeling more docile towards me." He almost sounded disappointed at that last part.

"Help with what?" You questioned hesitantly, building the courage to glance at his shoes.

"I want to fix this world. Heroes these days are so corrupt, egotists filled with narcissism and greed. They help those who are worth helping, fuck everyone else. That's not a real hero, wouldn't you agree?" You could feel his gaze on you as the bindings on your limbs tightened when his frustration grew, only now did you realise he must be using the binding cloth he got from Aizawa.

"What are you talking about?" You protested, trying to buy time as you continued to attempt to break free from your restraints.

"How the heroes and everyone else treat those of us that were born with what they deem to be villainous quirks. Don't act like it didn't happen to you with your demon quirk, I saw it for myself, just like how it happened to me." His tone was bitter and resentful, you could feel the contempt seething through his words, which weren't lies. It had been hard for you, especially at first, to be seen as a hero with a demon quirk, something inherently evil. "Heroes aren't heroes anymore. Who do you think did this to me." He gestured to himself, implying that heroes had given him the scars on his face and body.

In that moment you felt a rush of sympathy and affection for him, your intense feelings startled you once you realised them. Was this his quirk taking over your mind? You couldn't be sure what feelings were real and what were forced, and he seemed to enjoy your internal conflict. You tried to refocus on what he was saying, having slight trouble recalling his words. Heroes had left him scarred? That didn't make any sense, the last thing you heard about him he had secured a position in a hero agency. Why would other heroes-

"They did it because apparently my presence was giving their agency a bad name. They must have thought they could use me at first, but when the public found out about the details of my quirk they quickly lost support. Low ratings means less money." He interrupted your thoughts as if he had read your mind, something that could be entirely possible for him given the advancement of his quirk. "Think about what I've told you..." He took in a deep breath, standing up from his chair. "Think about what I've said so far, I haven't lied about anything."

"But, why me?" You asked quietly, looking at the ground in front of his feet. When he suddenly kneeled in front of you, you recoiled back slightly, staring at him with frightened eyes. You noticed his jaw tighten and a darkness you had never seen in him before wash over his gaze for just a brief second.

"Because you know what it's like to be discriminated against because of your quirk." He explained, his eyes now staring at you with a fierce intensity. He moved a hand to touch your knee "And also, you're-" but hesitated and pulled his hand back, as if he didn't trust himself to touch you. "I'm not a violent man, you know. For the longest time I wanted to use my quirk to help people, but if all they'll see me as is a villain then..." His eyes had wandered to your legs as he spoke, when he brought them back up to your eyes and saw the frightened look on your face he pulled himself away and turned his back to you in an attempt to clear his thoughts.

"Toshi, its not too late to fix this. If you let me go, you can still be a hero." You pleaded with him desperately, his affectionate nickname from high school slipping out of your mouth, or perhaps it wasn't a mistake and his quirk was influencing your feelings and behaviour? Either way, it was a bleak reminder of how close you two had been during your school years before he disappeared shortly after graduating from UA and starting as a sidekick.

"I haven't been called that name for a long time." Was all he could reply, seemingly not having heard a single word that came out of your mouth after you called him by his old nickname. He turned back around to look into your big doe eyes as you waited for a better response, but he just stared at you for a moment. "I won't force myself on you," this comment took you by surprise, it was something that hadn't crossed your mind until he said it and it made the adrenaline in your body tighten all your muscles knowing it was something on his mind "but its very hard to control myself when you look at me like that."

You opened your mouth to say something but no words came out and you quickly averted your gaze back to the floor. "Are you scared of me?" His voice sounded hurt and discouraged, like a child asking its parent if they were disappointed.

"N-no, I was just surprised-" You stuttered, doing a terrible job of lying. Of course you were scared of him, he had kidnapped you using the brainwashing aspect of his quirk after tricking you using a voice changer while you were walking home. He had tied you up in some weird, creepy, dark basement-like room and his behaviour alone seemed erratic and terrifying. Of course you were scared, and he knew it.

"Don't." His voice was deep, now full of a low threatening anger. "Don't lie to me. This won't work if you lie to me. I have to be able to trust you."

"Toshi, please stop." You whimpered, hanging your head to look at your lap while tears filled your eyes. "Yes, I'm scared. I don't know where I am and you're... you're not who I remember." You couldn't hold back your tears as you spoke, your voice trembling while you sobbed.

"I won't hurt you." His voice soothed as he moved closer to you, lifting your head by placing a finger under your chin to make eye contact with him. "I won't do anything to you until you're begging me to." Despite the malice of his words, his voice was comforting and soft as he used his thumb to wipe away the tears on your cheek. As you gazed into his eyes you felt a tightness in your chest, as if your heart had just beat harder than it ever has before.

His features softened as he looked down at you and, willingly or not, it made your heart melt. It was like looking into the past and seeing the old Shinsou, the sweet guy from high school that helped you train and study, your friend that you could always rely on and talk to, the one who you trusted to sleep in your dorm with you when you found it difficult to sleep on your own without anything happening. Here that guy was again. Standing in front of you.

"Toshi..." Your voice was soft and pleading, his touch on your chin was so gentle and comforting. You closed your eyes tightly, pulling your head out of his grasp. For a moment there, when you were looking into his eyes, you had forgotten where you were, why you were there, what Hitoshi had done. Your mind forcibly made you remember the truth behind this situation, and disgust filled your body.

His quirk was taking hold and severely limiting your memory and situational awareness. All you wanted was him, it was all consuming. To be close to him. To hold him. To stay by-

No! Your jaw clenched painfully as you tried to fight your own mind. You couldn't let him take control of you if you wanted to escape. How long had you even been unconscious before waking up? Surely the heroes were looking for you by now, you just had to hold on until help arrives.

"There's no need to fight yourself so hard. Be a good girl for me, angel." An ironic nickname given to you in high school considering your quirk. He tried to cup your face in his palm to comfort you, but you shook off his touch frantically.

"Don't! Don't touch me!" You shouted, an unimpressed and impatient frown plastered across his face at your disobedience.

"Silly girl." His words vibrated out of his throat in a growl, he gripped the binding cloth that rested around his neck and pulled it in various places so that it tightened around your wrists and legs. More of the cloth sprang towards you to coil around your body; your waist, your chest and your neck. It tightened around the sides of your neck and your chest, squeezing you tightly and constricting your breath.

Adrenaline flooded through your body once more, but this wasn't so much fight or flight more like... excitement. Your cheeks flushed red as you opened your mouth, breathing in what air you could while saliva spilt from your lips. "You seem to be enjoying this, what a perverted expression." He smirked, tightening the cloth further to force a whine out of your throat before it loosened and you gasped for air. "You like that, huh? Feeling this cloth tighten all over you?" His tone was mocking and cruel, but laced with a suggestive pleasure.

"N-no, you're wrong." You stuttered, avoiding his taunting expressing and keeping your eyes fixed on your lap as you took in deep breaths.

"I don't think so, angel. Let's check." With nimble hand movements, he used two pieces of the cloth to wrap tightly around your thighs and spread your legs apart. You had picked a bad day to wear a skirt.

"Stop it, Toshi! You said you wouldn't!" You pleaded, shutting your eyes, too embarassed to watch him looking over you in this position.

"I said I wouldn't touch you, and I'm not." He waved his hands in the air to accentuate his point, the cloth staying in place even when he let go, not that you saw any of this with your eyes closed.

You felt a hard pulsing in your core as your mind submitted further to his quirk. Toshi was looking at you in such a compromising position, he wanted to see you like this, he wanted to touch you and you wanted him to touch you. You wanted him to be filled with desire for you. Your mind began to go hazy, vague memories of you touching yourself while thinking of him back in school filled your mind, whether they were real memories or memories planted by his quirk you couldn't be sure, but it just made you more and more needy for him.

His cloth rested above and below your tits, squeezing tightly to earn a whimpered cry from you while you arched your back in a surprised jolt - as much as you could against your restraints anyway.

Your eyes widened in surprise when you felt a piece of the cloth press firmly against the wet patch that had formed in your underwear. Slowly, it began to rub across the length of your slit over the thin material, when you glanced up at Toshi he was staring directly at the centre of your parted legs, mesmerised by the view.

"T-toshi, please-" The pleading whines of your voice were like music to his ears, and he cruely decided to tease you further.

"I'm sorry," He didn't sound sorry at all "I'll stop." Your body betrayed you, letting out a frustrated grunt when you felt the cloth pull away from your soaked underwear. "Hmm? If you want me to continue, you'll have to beg me." He gave you a cruel grin, but the only thing on your mind was how much you wanted him. You didn't care if you had to have him mean, or happy, or crying, or angry. You wanted him more than anything, there was nothing else your mind could focus on. There was no other option in front of you.

"Please, Toshi, please fuck me."

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I felt a little bad writing this, Shinsou would never!

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Why Not Me

Pairings - fem!reader x Aki Hayakawa

Warnings - 18+, slight NSFW, reader is a little crazy and obsessive, lying about contraceptive, Aki is a little mean, angst, hurt no comfort, unreciprocated feelings, colleagues with benefits, not proof read, I wrote this at like 3am last night pls

Word count - 2.2k

A/n - I know I said I’d do a Halloween one shot but… I cannot get Aki off my mind, I’m sorry! I’m still working on it though, but in the meantime please enjoy this Aki angst!

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God, he was so perfect.

He held his hand close to his face, deeply inhaling the cigarette placed carefully between his fingers. Grey ash replaced the red hot end of his vice as the smoke lifted into the air above him. His eyes stared straight ahead at the wall, his hair tied up with a few uncharacteristic messy strands that had come lose and framed his face nicely. His skin was slightly shiny from the sweat of your recent 'session'.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked in a gentle voice, but didn't shift his gaze from the wall ahead.

"Because you're pretty." You smile to yourself as you looked at him, completely enamoured with his beauty while laying on your side. You always complimented him. He deserved it. He was pretty.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?" He questioned, taking another puff of his cigarette. His forearms wrapped in tight, clean bandages like usual.

Whilst you complimented him frequently, he rarely did the same.

He complimented you on your work, as did others. You were a good Devil Hunter after all, it was only natural to get that kind of praise, but what you longed for was... more. Would it be so hard for him to tell you how beautiful you were? Would it physically pain him to express any kind of intimacy? You kept telling yourself that was just how he was. He had a very difficult life, he would open up eventually, wouldn't he?

"Well, you don't." You mumbled under your breath, regretting it as soon as it left your mouth. You loved spending time with him, but you couldn't help but feel that the feeling was not mutual. He didn't kick you out of his bed, and he seemed relieved to have someone as reliable as you on missions with him, but beyond that you may as well be strangers.

"Hmm?" He hummed clearly he hadnt been paying attention to what you were saying, his bare chest falling as he exhaled more smoke, finally glancing at you who lay beside him with a defeated look on your face.

"Nothing." You reply with a sigh, rolling onto your back to look up at the ceiling while pulling the blanket up to cover your chest. How long had you been entranced by Aki? It must be coming up to a year since you first slept together. Perhaps you ought to give up on the hope of this developing into an actual relationship.

Afterall, you couldn't compete with, Her.

Her, who was so beautiful she seemed to bewitch just about every man she came in contact with. Her, who could have anyone wrapped around her little finger in mere moments. No, you were nothing compared to Her. You, who had to work for months to get Aki to even notice you. You, who only managed to sleep with him for the first time after you had both been drinking too much, but not enough to forget how he called out Her name instead of yours. You, who would lap up any sort of conversation or affection you could get from him.

You couldn't pretend like it didn't hurt to see how quickly he moved to answer Her calls, how he blushed when She gave him any kind of compliment but barely reacted to you doing the same, or how he would fix himself up in the reflection of the window before the two of you entered Her office to deliver a mission report. He didn't need to, he always looked good, but "good" didn't seem to be enough for Her. It was for you though.

"Are you going to spend the night?" He asked, pulling you from your thoughts as he extinguished the end of his cigarette in the ash tray beside his bed.

"Do you want me to?" You asked, turning your head to look at him. He shrugged at your question, and you wondered if he truly cared so little after all this time that he couldn't see how much his indifference stung you.

"If you want." He replied casually. He probably didn't mean to hurt your feelings, but he was so good at doing that. What hurt more was that he didn't even seem to realise he had hurt your feelings, he never noticed the way the glimmer in your eyes faded whenever he inadvertently tossed you aside. "What are you thinking about?" He questioned your silence, again yanking you from your thoughts which made you notice only now how close he had gotten to your face.

"Nothing." You said quietly, little more than a whisper. You knew he wouldn't press the issue, he didn't really care. You felt his gentle touch on your chin, inching your face upwards until his lips met yours in a soft kiss. Here was the affection you had been craving. His soft, gentle touch, unsullied by the suggestion of something more.

You could love him like this. Everything felt right when he kissed you like this. All the reservations your mind was holding onto, all the times you felt heartsore and second best completely overshadowed by your hearts burning desire to be loved like this, by him.

God, he was so perfect.

He placed one of his hands on your waist, pulling your closer to him and deepening the kiss. You could feel how unsatisfied he was with just this kiss, this kiss that had made your entire world shake. Who were you to refuse him though? You'd accept any sliver of intimacy you could get from Aki, all of it was better than none of it.

You shifted yourself to straddle him, you chest pressed against his as his tongue met yours in a wet embrace. Your hips gave a slight twitch at the feeling of him hardening against your still wet slit from your previous 'encounter' only a few minutes prior.

"You sure you can go again? You don't want to rest for a bit?" You asked against his lips, a part of you hoping he would choose to rest, even if it was for just a few moments more so that you could continue to rest beside him.

"Let me grab another condom." He huffed, leaving another sloppy kiss on your lips before reaching his hand to open his bedside table in search of the protection.

"I'm on the pill." You stated, reaching your hand out to gently grab his, hoping to distract him from his search.

You were lying. You weren't on the pill, you just wanted to feel him inside of you unrestricted. You wanted him to finish inside, to fill you with as much as you could milk out of him. You just wanted all of him.

Perhaps that's why he preferred Her. You had read online that men didn't like women who made themselves "too available", whatever the fuck that meant. You knew it was wrong to lie to him like this, She would never do this. She would never try and control him like this, but you couldn't stop yourself. You'd do anything to have him completely. It wasn't that you wanted to get pregnant per se, you just wanted to be connected to him, was that so wrong? Wouldn't he have to love you if you had his child? Wouldn't he have to care about you? Even if he didn't, at least then you'd have a piece of him.

"When did you start?" He asked, fully breaking apart from kissing you now. He had always been incredibly vigilant about protection, even when you two were drunk he made sure to wear it.

"A few weeks ago," You said hurriedly and kissed him again, "please Aki, just fuck me, I'll do whatever you say, please." You begged, moving your kisses to his jaw and neck careful not to leave any traces of you behind as you remembered how annoyed he had gotten the last time you left a visible hickey on his neck. You grind your hips against his until you could feel him throbbing beneath you, a deep moan falling from his lips.

"You're such a slut for me aren't you?" He teased, a cruel smirk on his lips as he placed one of his hands on your hip, the other he used to grab his base and rub his tip across the length of your entrance, coating it in your slick before lining it up.

You bit your lip in anticipation, your brain only focusing on how it would feel to have his cum stuffed inside of you, filling you up so completely that the excess would spill from your hot cunt.

"Yes, I am, all I can think about is your cock, its all I want, pl-" You were cut off by the sound of his phone vibrating from the table beside him. You both glanced over to the source of the disturbance instinctively.

Makima

Your heart sunk in your chest as if a heavy weight had been dropped directly through your body, the only thing that could ruin this moment that you had been waiting so long for. "Aki, please don't." You pleaded quickly, as if you could read his mind, a desperate attempt to steal his thoughts away from her.

"It won't be long, I promise." He said as he let go of his dick and reached for his phone, the movement of his arm stretching out to grab it pushing you off of him.

Did that really just happen? This had to be a dream. There's no way he- "Hi, Makima, what can I do for you?" Her words weren't audible, but you could hear her voice on the other end of the call.

You sat beside him for a brief moment, stunned in silence at what had just happened. You had overlooked so much when it came to Aki, hoped you'd be able to win him over one day, get him to see that She didn't care about him like you did but this was the final straw. You couldn't do this anymore.

Without saying a word you got up from his bed, picking your clothes up off the floor that you had previously so enthusiastically discarded. In the background, Akis obedient chorus' of "yes", "okay" and "alright" could be heard occasionally.

"Where are you going? I told you it wouldn't be long." Aki asked once he had hung up the phone, but by now you were fully dressed, except for your socks. He had moved across the bed to gently grab your hand in his, hoping to encourage you to finish what had been started, however you were quick to snatch your grasp out of his.

"Don't touch me, Aki, seriously don't." You snapped, you had hoped to sound stern and unwavering but the crack in your voice as you fought back tears gave you a different vibe.

"Woah, why are you suddenly so upset? I can't ignore her, she's our boss." He reasoned. For someone so smart, he really was a dumbass.

"Are you serious?" You scoffed, pausing briefly to look back at him, clear confusion in his eyes. He really didn't understand why you were so upset. "You're so obsessed with her Aki, it's not normal! You think a normal guy would literally pull out of someone just because their boss called? I'm done always being second place to her!" You turned away from him as tears stung your eyes and you worked on putting your socks on.

"You don't need to leave, y/n, just calm down for a minute." He reached his hand out to grab yours again, but hesitated when he remembered your previous reaction to that. He seemed lost, usually you would give in under his touch, this was the first time you had refused him this way and he didn't know what to do.

"Aki, I love you, but I can't do this anymore, it's killing me. It's me, or Her." You finally said, standing up with your shoes in hand as you spun around to look at him, tears staining your cheeks. Even through your tears you could see how beautiful he was, even when he was stressed he was just so devastatingly beautiful that it hurt.

With every second that passed in silence as he considered your words, you felt your heart being ripped apart. You realised the precarious situation you were now in, you had just completely thrown your feelings at him and demanded he pick his priority, here and now, and you already knew his answer.

"Don't ask me to choose between you and her." He finally said in a heavy tone, shaking his head slightly but never looking away from you.

"Why? Because you'll choose her?" You sniffed, your voice devoid of any hope your heart had clung to. "But if she asked you to choose, you'd pick her, right?" You hoped he could hear the devastation in your voice.

"Look, it's not like I don't care about you it's just that-"

"Just that I don't compare to her." You wiped your tears away with your hand as you walked towards the door. "I'll see you in work, Aki."

"Y/n, come on..." Aki called out with a sigh before you shut the door behind you, as soon as he was out of sight your face crumbled as you cried and headed for the exit.

#csm x reader #aki hayakawa x reader #aki x reader #aki hayakawa #anime x y/n #anime x reader #csm aki #csm angst #anime oneshot #anime #chainsaw man #csm manga

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You’re So Lucky

Pairings - fem!reader x Aki Hayakawa

Warnings - 18+ smut, unprotected sex, cream pie, oral sex f receiving, friends with benefits, Denji being a perv, slight angst but not really, not proof read

Word count - 2.8k

A/n - I wrote this in like an hour after seeing an Aki edit on tiktok and feeling absolutely feral for him so it’s not very good but we move. I haven’t read the CSM manga so sorry if anything is too inaccurate but it’s mostly just smut, not much lore!

I am planning on releasing a Halloween one shot (maybe a little late) but I’m not sure which fandom I’ll write it for, probably Haikyuu, so if there is any specific character you want it to be about just let me know!:)

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00:13.

You hummed along quietly to the song playing over the radio of your car, hoping neither of your parents would peer into your room to check on you throughout the night. A light buzzing of a notification on your phone caught your attention as you glanced down to see the text coming through.

"Aki: Are you nearly here?"

You chuckled at his eagerness, it had been some time since you had last seen him, the memory of your first encounter flicking through your mind as you recalled picking up your father, who had drunk a little too much with his colleagues, from a bar. Aki had helped him into the backseat of your shitty little student car, a few flirtatious words were shared and before you knew it he was asking you over in the sinful hours. His skillful flirting implied he was no stranger to talking with women, but you didn't care. You weren't looking for anything serious.

Both of you had agreed to a 'no feelings involved' relationship. It was just sex. Of course, it was only natural that your resolve faltered in some tender moments. Catching his soft gaze as you lay next to him, breathless and sweating, you thought it possible that something could grow from this. However, those moments were few and far between. More often than not, you'd be redressing before either of you had even caught your breath.

Finally, you had reached Akis residence. It was small, and cozy. Probably cleaner than the house you shared with others as a student. Just as you raised a fist to knock, his door swung open, startling you slightly. He quickly brought a finger to his lips, signaling for you to be quiet which had you giving him a confused look. As far as you knew, he lived alone, and neither of you had been especially considerate of the neighbours before. He lowered his finger and motioned for you to come in, which you did. He shut the door behind you, taking great care to be as quiet as possible before engulfing your hand with his and walking you to his room.

"Okay, what was that about? You get a noise complaint?" You questioned as soon as his bedroom door was shut.

"I've got a... roomate, type, thing. It's not important." He dismissed, shaking his head slightly as he approached you. His arms wrapped around your body in such a familiar way that the movement alone triggered your own muscle memory as you brought your arms over his shoulders without even thinking about it until your lips met his. He wasted no time in deepening the kiss, pressing harder against you, moving his soft lips against yours with an undeniable desire as his tongue pressed against yours.

It felt good for this to be so familiar. You had a few... escapades... while at university studying for a masters degree, but they were always rather brief and unexciting. Aki knew your body, and you knew his and it just felt right.

Without breaking the kiss, he guided you towards his bed until you felt his mattress at the back of your legs. His hands travelled down your body, running over your hips until he hooked his fingers under the waistband of the comfortable sweatpants you had on, pulling them down to expose your bare cunt.

He pulled away from your lips, glancing down to confirm what he thought to be true before returning his gaze to yours with a teasing smirk plastered across his lips. "Didn't even stop to put on underwear, huh? You must have missed me." His voice was so full of confidence, you wanted to roll your eyes or scoffed but honestly, he was right.

"I've been thinking about this all day." You said unabashedly, closing the small space between you as you planted soft kisses on his neck. Your words went straight to his cock as he hardened in the confinement of his trousers. Your body jolted instinctively when you felt a warm hand at your folds, two fingers pushing inside of you as his thumb circled your clit. "Aki," You breathed desperatley against his neck, physically unable to continue kissing him as waves of pleasure coursed through your body.

He leaned down to kiss your neck as he continued to skillfully work you until he had you grinding against his touch for more. You moved your neck however he dictated, leaving a trail of saliva in his path as he sucked on areas that forced moans out of your throat.

"Shh," He cooed quietly, bringing his lips up to tease against yours as the tips of your noses brushed against each other "look at me." His voice was deep and low, you wanted nothing more than to obey his every command so of course, you lifted your lidded gaze to meet his as he attempted to burn the sight of your flushed cheeks and swollen lips into his brain. "Tell me what you want."

"I- I wanna cum." You whined as another moan forced its way past your lips as his thumb pressed harder, focusing on the needy bundle of nerves while his two fingers curled deliciously inside of you until your legs began shaking. "F-fuck, Aki, ah~" Your voice was shaky as you felt the familiarity of the tension that built up just before the release, but just as you were about to come undone the friction of his hand was gone, the space taken up by his fingers was now empty. "Aki!" You whined frustratedly, pushing on his chest to convey your annoyance, not that it did anything to push him away.

Your cheeks somehow flushed an even darker red as you watched him lift his two glistening fingers to his mouth, sucking every last drop of your juices off of his digits whilst he maintained an intense eye contact with you.

"You taste so sweet, gorgeous." He smiled, resting his hands on your waist as he guided you to sit on the edge of his mattress as he positioned himself on his knees in front of you. He slid his hands down to your thighs, pushing your legs apart gently to look directly at your pretty, soaked cunt.

He couldn't stop a low moan from vibrating against your sensitive skin as sunk his tongue into you. Your eyes rolled shut as your head fell back at the feeling of his warm tongue burying inside of your. You moved your hands to his head, releasing his locks from the hair tye he had it in, allowing you to run your fingers through the full length of his hair.

A faint clinking sound could be heard and you assumed it was Aki taking off his belt to pull his trousers down. Shortly after that, he brought one of his hands up to pull your folds further apart, fully exposing your throbbing clit. His tongue was quickly replaced by two of his fingers, a gasp rushing out of your lungs when you felt him gently sucking on your clit, the pressure it created was intense and you could feel Aki smiling at your reaction.

"P-please, Aki, 'm gonna-" You could barely get your words out as he relentlessly worked your clit, arching his fingers inside of you to press against that soft spot he knew all too well. You could feel the coil inside of your stomach tightening and tightening, your muscles flexing achingly until finally it snapped. Your squeezed his head between your thighs as your walls tightened around his fingers. Mercilessly, he continued to suck against your overstimulated clit as you rode out your high against his tongue.

"I'll never forget how pretty you look when you cum." He smirked after managing to drag his lips away from your core, an erotic sheen smeared on his lips and chin.

"W-what about you?" You questioned, trying to sound confident but your voice sounded shaky, before he could say anything about it you outstretched your leg to place between his, rubbing against his throbbing erection with the top of your foot. You felt him grind against you at the unexpected contact which made you smile victoriously. "Awh, you're like a dog, can't help but move against my foot, huh? Sweet thing." You teased him.

Judging by the look in his eyes you knew you had fucked up. He lifted himself off of the floor, leaning in to give you a forceful kiss as his tongue coated yours. You could taste yourself on his lips, but he was quick to use his hands and body to force you further onto the bed and crawl on top of you.

His warm hand slid under your top, his fingertips gliding against your skin as he made his way up to give your tits a firm squeeze. You let out a small whine that was lost in his mouth when you felt him pinch your nipples between his pointer and middle finger. His lips curled into a smile against yours at your reaction, by now he knew exactly how to illicit all sorts of noises from you.

"Aki, please, I need you." You begged against his lips before kissing him gently.

"Need me to what?" He breathed in little more than a whisper, his warm breath hitting against your lips as he looked at you with a lustful, lidded gaze.

"Need you t'fuck me, please." You whined under him, he kissed you again, pressing his body against yours as he brushed over your nipple with his thumb.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you beg for me " His voice was low and hungry, laced with slight amusement as a feigned chuckle slipped its way through. Your gaze was brought downwards as he lowered his pants, his erection springing free from its confinement. Instinctively, you parted your legs a little wider for him, his hand stroking his base a few times before he refocused his eyes on you. "Such a good girl," He cooed, pressing his tip against your folds and rubbing it across your length "tell me how fucking lucky I am." His tip sliding teasingly across your clit every now and then was turning your brain to mush, all you wanted was to feel him inside of you, every thrust, every twitch, fuck you wanted all of him and you'd do and say just about whatever it took to get it.

"You're so fucking lucky you get to fuck me." You said, looking up into his eyes as you said it. A content smile appeared on his face as he stared back at you.

"Yeah, I am." He whispered just as he pushed himself inside of you, making sure to memorise the way your mouth fell open to let out a small gasp and the way your eyes closed while your head tilted back slightly. "Fuck," his voice trembled as he buried himself in your slick walls "you feel so good." He began to thrust in and out of you, the wet sounds of skin hitting skin filling the room and leaking beyond the thin walls, although neither of you seemed to care at this point.

"Waited for this for- ah, so fucking long," You moan as you feel his tip hitting that spongy soft spot deep inside of you.

"Yeah? You miss being fucked by me, beautiful?" He teased, keeping a steady rhythm as he continued to play with your nipples, seemingly on a mission to get you as overstimulated as possible. You mewled a pathetic response to him as you felt yourself reached your high once again. "I missed your pussy, too." He panted, approaching his own climax as his thrusts became more sloppy and desperate. "You want me to cum in this pretty little pussy?"

"Y-yeah," Was about all you could whine before your release, your walls tightening around his cock which choked a deliciously pleasurable groan out of Aki as he forced himself as deep inside you as possible, a mix of both of your juices leaking out of you as you felt him twitching uncontrollably inside of you. In the heat of the moment you hadn't even noticed how Aki slid his hand into yours, lacing your fingers together tenderly.

His body was shaking slightly as he used all his strength to not completely collapse on top of you. "It's okay, you can lean on me." You reassured him, your breath grazing the side of his neck as he hung his head over your shoulder. Your chest rose and fell as you breathed deeply, trying to recatch your breath while running your free hand through his loose black hair. He quickly gave up trying to keep himself off of you, his clothed chest now pressed against your bare one, your tank top having been rolled above your tits.

His body weight felt was slightly crushing for a second, but once you adjusted it felt comfortable. He embraced you intimately as he softened inside of you, moments like this stirred a longing feeling in your chest. You were fine being friends with benefits, honestly, it probably made more sense since you were studying at a university outside of Tokyo. But... This felt so right. It never felt like this with anyone else, and a small part of you hoped he felt the same.

A creaking of the floorboards from outside Akis room pulled you out of your thoughts, you both lifted your heads in unison, only now noticing that the door was now cracked opened.

"Denji you fucking pervert, you better not have been watching us!" Aki shouted as he lifted himself off of you, pulling up his pants and racing over to the door to peer outside. You gave a slightly amused chuckle at his reaction, sitting up to put your own trousers back on.

"Your roommate-type-thing, I assume?" You asked after he had shut the door and turned back to face you.

"Yeah, sorry he's such an- are you leaving?" He asked, the thinly veiled disappointment in his voice made your chest clench.

"Well, yeah, we're done... Aren't we?" You replied, as if you were asking something obvious. This was what you two had agreed to, after all. Time seemed to stop for a moment as you waited in silence for his response, if he asked you to stay, you would. You hoped he would.

"Uh, sure, I guess so." He said quietly with a sigh, reflexivly walking over to his bedside table to pull out a pack of cigarettes. If he wanted you to stay, he would have asked, so perhaps he didn't.

"You're still smoking?" You huffed. It was something you brought up almost every time you saw him.

"I have a stressful job." He replied, bringing a lighter up to the end of the cigarette, you let out your own disappointed sigh as you stood up.

"Well, at least kiss me goodbye before you light it, they taste disgusting." You bartered. He looked up at you as you walked over to lean above him, he plucked the cigarette out of his mouth, holding it delicately between two fingers before reaching up and placing a bitter sweet kiss on your lips. It lasted longer than any old goodbye kiss, as if this was your way of telling him without words that you wanted to stay, or his way of telling you he didn't want you to go.

However, when you finally pulled away from him and looked at his perfect face, the corners of your lips pulled into a sad smile. "Bye, pretty boy. I'll text you when I'm back in Tokyo so we can do this again," You said while walking towards his door, placing your hand on the metal handle "unless you get a girlfriend by then." You added on in a jokey tone, although it was a very real possibility, the thought of it made a flurry of jealousy swirl inside of you, but his response was reassuring.

"Yeah, right," He scoffed in bitter amusement, finally lighting his cigarette "text me when you get home so I know you're safe, okay?" He ordered, exhaling the puff of smoke above his head.

"Will do, see ya!" You said cheerfully as you gave him a small wave before shutting his bedroom door behind you. Once closed, you let out a big sigh, staring at the wall in front of you as you considered your situationship with Aki.

"So, are you Akis girlfriend?" An unfamiliar voice startled you from the darkness, but it was certainly more curious than menacing. When you turned your head to see where it came from you noticed the body that the voice belonged to looked a bit younger than you two. No doubt this was the 'roommate-type-thing'.

"You must be the peeping tom, Denji." You joked, the polite smile on your face contradicting your teasing words as he blushed at your accusation and stuttered over his defence.

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About me, rules and masterlist:

Hi, welcome to my page! You can call me Mika! I am a 23 year old software engineering student, INTP, Scorpio, I love anime, music, tattoos and writing! I write one shots / imagines / head-canons for various anime and I’m always happy to receive DMs, so don’t be shy! I am a maladaptive daydreamer, but most of my writing is spontaneous bursts of motivation. I love getting requests, so please send in your ideas and I’ll do my best!

Rules:

This is an adult only space, MINORS ARE NOT WELCOME

I only write for female!reader at this time

I do NOT write; scat, vomit, age gaps involving a minor, self harm, characters as minors in NSFW situations (they will be aged up)

Fandoms I write for include; Attack on Titan, Chainsaw Man, Demon Slayer, Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia

I’m not a big fan of AU’s but I’ll write requests for them if the idea is interesting!

My favourite tropes include, but are not limited to; angst, hurt no comfort, soul mates, friends to lovers, fluff, friends with benefits, exes hooking up/hate sex

Masterlist:

Attack on Titan:

General - Character headcanons

Chainsaw Man:

Aki Hayakawa - You’re So Lucky, Why Not Me

Demon Slayer:

none yet ~

Haikyuu!:

Kenma - Wrong Person, Wrong Time Pt1, Wrong Person, Wrong Time Pt2

Jujutsu Kaisen:

General - Reasons the JJK men would be hard to date

My Hero Academia:

none yet ~

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Attack on Titan Headcanons

Warnings - 18+, SFW + NSFW headcanons for all characters, general h/cs, their favourite body parts, kinks I think they’d have, fem anatomy assumed for reader, mentions of mental illness in Reiners section, not proof read

Includes - Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Connie, Sasha, Historia, Ymir, Levi, Erwin, Miche, Hange, Reiner, Bertholt, Annie, Porco, Zeke, Pieck

A/N - Writing these with the canon universe in mind! I’ve tried to include most characters because I hate when I see my favs left out! If I missed anyone that you want to read, or you want more details on a certain topic or character feel free to submit it as a request <3

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Eren

He has a huge sweet tooth, loves to treat himself with chocolates or pastries but loves them even more when you buy them for him, but if you MADE them for him!!!! He’s in love

He is VERY temperamental and any little thing can change his mood but luckily for you he is also a very good communicator and will always tell you what’s upset him

I feel like his love language would be quality time. You don’t have to be doing the same thing, just knowing you’re with him brings him a lot of comfort

Eren is a brat tamer!! He likes it when you act up because he loves putting you in your place. He’ll tolerate your attitude in public but don’t make the mistake of thinking he didn’t notice how you rolled your eyes at something he said or how you replied far too sarcastically to his question because he’ll definitely get a whimpering apology out of you later

Besties this may be the monster fucker in me talking but if you asked him he would definitely be willing to let you see what that Titan form tongue does

His favourite body part of yours is your hair. He’ll run his hands through it when you guys cuddle, he’ll always smell it when you hug, he’ll absent-mindedly twirl the ends whenever he can and of course he’d ball it up in his fist to pull your head up when he’s hitting it from behind<3

Kinks include light bondage, impact play, hair pulling, and risky public sex, he’s definitely a thrill seeker

Armin

The best boyfriend! Will always notice when something is wrong and does whatever he can to fix it or comfort you.

If you have trouble sleeping he will read to you as a background noise to try get you to sleep

Always kisses you goodnight and goodbye

His love language is physical touch. Hear me out! He spends a lot of time thinking stuff through, and gentle touches really help ground him and bring him back to reality. Touching his arm, wrapping your arms around him, kissing him, it all reminds him to be present in the moment with you

10000% a sub. I cannot in any universe see this man as a dom in any scenario, it’s just not on the cards. He would definitely try for you if you asked but I don’t think it would go very well and you would end up in chargeo

He will let you peg him

His favourite body part of yours is your lips. He loves loves LOVES kissing and will especially want to kiss you when you’re being intimate. He also loves hearing you talking about literally anything and everything

Kinks include sensory deprivation (he likes being blindfolded), temperature play (especially using ice) and he wants all the praise in the world!

Mikasa

We already know that she will do literally anything for you, anything…

She’s definitely the type to absolutely spoil you with romantic moments! She’ll dance with you in the rain, she’ll pick up flowers and pretty rocks that remind her of you, she’ll watch the sunset with you and she will take the best care of you when you’re sick

Her love language is acts of service, hands down. Anything she can do for you, she will. You casually mentioned how you miss the muffins your mother used to make for you? Better believe she’s trying thousands of muffin recipes in an attempt to recreate them for you.

She is a switch but is definitely more of a sub. To everyone else she is the baddest bitch around, right? She’s never been one to shy away from voicing her opinions and doing what she believes is right regardless of her orders. However, she loves that she trusts you enough to allow you to take control, and with her love comes her obedience so she will follow all of your orders<3

Her favourite body part of yours is your legs. Wrap your legs around her when you’re cuddling and she melts! Rest your legs on her when you’re laying down, she loves it!

Kinks include mutual masturbation, orgasm denial and praise

Jean

Huge flirt! Even after years of being together his flirtatious playful comments still leave you red faced and swooning (which is good because at first he was a very awkward flirter)

It takes a while for him to open up to you but once he does he becomes sooooo soft and will often confide in you, especially when he’s having a hard day

He has a good relationship with his mother and as such I do think he would like to be “looked after” by his s/o. Not in a demanding or entitled way, and he would definitely show you how grateful he is every time you make him food, wash his clothes, clean the dishes etc. he isn’t ever taking you for granted!

His love language is gift giving and it’s really cute because he does it in kind of an awkward way? He’ll be shy when presenting you a gift, at first you think he’s embarrassed to be admitting that he thought of you when he saw some silly little knick knack but actually he’s just worried you won’t like it! This sweet man!

A true switch. He can be a dom or sub depending on the mood but his main goal is always making sure you’re having a good time. We love a considerate king. His favourite position is cowgirl because he loves making eye contact and kissing your neck while you ride him.

His favourite body part of yours is your neck! Better believe he marks you the fuck up with hickies! He loves feeling your pulse on his lips and the sounds you make when his teeth graze your sensitive skin

Kinks include wax play, edging, oral sex giving and receiving. He will definitely finish while eating you out, and around here we find that incredibly sexy

Connie

This man loves playing games. Not mind games, like, actual games. He’s super competitive though so it’s never going to just be a chill game of charades with Connie because he is always playing to win, especially if Jean is playing too.

He will defend you about anything to anyone. You’re trying to convince everyone that 2+2=5? Connie will do all kinds of mental gymnastics to prove that you are right, however, as soon as it’s just you two he is definitely gonna be like “babe, what the fuck?” Defend in public, correct in private!

His love language is physical touch and he will practically be glued to your hip. You’re watching a movie and get up to get some water? Connie is following you into the kitchen holding your hand. He always has to be touching you in some way

Connie is more of a dom, but if you occasionally take the lead and encourage him to sub he will be soooooo into it

His favourite body part of yours is your skin (sounds super creepy actually but trust me), he loves to see you shiver under his touch and when you get goose bumps as he lightly grazes your shoulder with his fingertips! He’s mesmerised!

Kinks include degradation (complete juxtaposition to how he talks to you outside of the bedroom!), body worship and breath play

Sasha

I headcanon that Sasha isn’t a great cook, she’ll just eat anything so if you can cook one good meal for her then you’ve won her over

She loves pet names and general cutesy relationship stuff! She doesn’t do big romantic moments like Mikasa but she will never stop doing little things like take you out for dinner, buy you flowers and plan anniversary events

Her love language is gift giving, especially food. We all know that it’s pretty rare for Sasha to share food, but she’ll even give you the bigger half of food she breaks in two<3

Pillow princess! She feels bad about it, but she’s really shy when it comes to intimacy like that at first

However, once you get her more comfortable she is the BEST at eating you out. Lay on your back, sit on her face, she’ll also eat you out from behind she really cannot get enough!

Her favourite body part of yours is your tongue. She really likes making out, slow and sensual or heated and passionate she loves it all. She also likes other things you do with your tongue and I h/c that she’s got quite a high libido

Kinks include food play (obvious but true, starts with something simple like coconut oil but Sasha will lick whipped cream off of any part of your body with GUSTO), lots and lots of praise and light pain

Historia

Ride or die kind of girlfriend. She’s very sweet and nice until someone hurts you physically or just hurts your feelings, then she’s out for blood

She’s very protective and if she sees someone flirting with you she does get jealous and it’s adorable because she gets all moody but is very easy to make her smile again

Will always put your happiness first, for better or worse

Her love language is acts of service. Remember how she carried Daz around that snowy mountain? She would do so much more for you

She is more of a sub and wouldn’t take it upon herself to try and be dominant

Her favourite body part of yours is your waist. She loves she wrap her arms around your waist when she hugs you and she’ll often trace the curves of your body with a gentle touch

Kinks include teasing, lingerie (especially anything lacy), gags and forced orgasm

Ymir

You really do not need a man to feel safe because Ymir will, without hesitation, cut a bitch for you

Unlike Historia, if she sees someone flirting with you or working themselves up to flirt with you she’ll encourage them “yeah, she’s so hot, right? You should go and talk to her” and then when they get rejected she makes sure they see her walking out with you wrapped around her arm

She really fell for you when you actually took the time to get to know her, rather than being turned away by her initial off putting personality you continued to want to get to know her

Her love language is quality time. She loves being around you as often as possible and never gets sick of you

Dom energy all the way. It would take a lot to get her to sub for anyone and she is a huge service dom, she gets all her pleasure from seeing how good she makes you feel

Her favourite part of your body is your forehead. She’s quite tall and loves to give you forehead kisses, as well as forehead flicks when you’re being dumb. She’ll also press her forehead against yours to look into your eyes when she’s feeling extra sappy

Kinks include body worship, begging, hand cuffs and over stimulation

Levi

Very much a “cold person, except when it comes to you” kind of man but he’s still never overly lenient with you and would probably actually hold you to a higher standard than others

He is very used to having to look after himself and others so I think he’d be really taken aback if you looked after him. Cooked him food, bought him gifts, cleaned up any mess, and omg if you washed his hair for him? He might just cry (but won’t ever admit that)

He will grow his own food whenever possible. He loves eating fruit, veggies, herbs that he has grown in his own little garden, although he doesn’t grow any flowers or unusable plants

Will sometimes act like he isn’t too interested in some things you’re saying but he will remember pretty much everything you tell him about yourself

His love language is acts of service, he isn’t exactly “loud” with his love and I think he’d be shy to verbally express just how much he loves you so he would show you in quieter ways. Tea in the morning, fixing anything out of place on your outfit, double checking ODM gear. All are his subtle way of saying he loves you.

Bonus: Levi loves to receive words of affirmation, especially on unexpected things! People often tell him how strong he is, so when you mention that you love how gentle his touch is he melts

There are two common Levi headcanons that I personally don’t agree with, the first is that people think he’d be a really rough dom that uses a lot of slapping, choking, degradation etc but… that just doesn’t add up for me? His mother was a prostitue and I believe that although she tried to shelter as much of that lifestyle from him as possible he would have some idea of how violent men can be with women and he HATES it! The second headcanon is that fellow Levi stans love the idea of him having a huge fat cock and I get it, I really do, we all love that, but girlies, this man is 5’3 there is no way he’s packing 7+ inches. I h/c he’s probably 5.5 inches and it’s literally the prettiest one you’d ever see

Saying that, Levi is most definitely a service dom. Another man who would finish as he eats you out, and I will reiterate we LOVE THAT AROUND HERE!

His favourite body part of yours is your chest (not your boobs). When you’re sleeping, he will sometimes place a hand on your chest just to feel your heartbeat and remind himself that you’re alive and you’re his. He’s lost a lot of people he cares about, and whenever you can’t be with him when he wakes up he can feel quite anxious until he sees you

Speaking of, this man takes his title as “humanity’s strongest soldier” VERY seriously when it comes to you, regardless of your skill. He will not let you go anywhere dangerous without him to watch your back unless there is absolutely no other choice

Kinks include handcuffs, slight power play (the way that you specifically call him Captain), begging, light biting + back scratching and heavy on the praise

Erwin

Doesn’t seem like it but is low-key a huge romantic! Candle lit dinners, dancing in the living room to your favourite song, tracks when there will be meteor showers so you can watch them together, going on horse rides together etc

Loves listening to you talk about things you’re passionate about, equally loves telling you about things he’s passionate about

Secretly assigns you to the safer positions on missions beyond the wall in the Long Range Scouting Formation

His love language is quality time and you CANNOT convince me otherwise! He spends so much time doing paperwork, can you imagine how much he’d love it if you came to just be around him while he did that? Immediately he’s smiling

Erwin is a dom, there’s no debating it. Getting him to sub? Impossible

Now… I just know this man is slinging a horse cock. It’s big. It’s fucking huge.

Favourite body part is the small of your back. He often rests his hand there when you’re in public and he loves how you react to his touch

Kinks include thigh riding (he’s too busy working so you have to use his thigh to get off, Erwin please give me one chance!), cock warming, spanking, discipline and voyeurism (you’re not allowed to touch him or yourself if you’ve been particularly bratty)

Miche

More of the oblivious type. He genuinely doesn’t understand why you get so flustered when he gets super close to sniff you

I feel like when you were first assigned to his squad and he sniffed you, you slapped him thinking he was some creep. Gelgar would burst out laughing and Nanaba would let you know you just slapped your new Captain and that he isn’t a creep he just has an incredible sense of smell… instant regret

He fell in love with you when you bought him a succulent plant instead of flowers and told him that you thought he’d prefer something with a less overwhelming scent. He keeps every single thing you bring him, pretty rocks, unique leaves, he loves it all

His love language is words of affirmation. He is a man of few words, but will always tell you when you do a good job and he never fails to compliment you on your actions or appearance!

Miche is a switch but leans more towards being a dom

He’s a panty sniffer, it’s literally canon (it’s not)

His favourite body part of yours is your thighs. He likes putting his hand on your thigh when you sit next to each other, and he likes resting his head on your thighs when he’s laying down

Kinks include crotch sniffing, sleep play, orgasm control and rope bondage

Hange

They have this ability mastered where they are able to get you to try new stuff and do new things just outside of your comfort zone but without overwhelming you. It’s opened you up to a lot of fun new stuff to do together!

You are the only person they prioritises over their Titan research! Saying that, they are still super passionate about their work and you and Moblit are constantly sweating it about their safety

They love love LOVE surprising you. They’ll spend the entire day acting like they’ve forgotten about your anniversary or some other special day and you fall for it every time, but they’ve actually planned some kind of elaborate thoughtful gesture for you

Speaking of celebrating, never again will you hate your birthday! They makes you feel so special and will dote on you all day

They are very mothering! “What have you eaten today?” “Did you warm up before this exercise?” “You shouldn’t wear those wet clothes, you’ll get sick!”

Their love language is physical touch. They will often brush against you, grab your hands in excitement, lean on you etc they find it very comforting and grounding to just feel you

They are definitely a dom but can be convinced to sub for you, but it takes some persuading

Their favourite body part of yours is your ears. Look at Hange and tell me they aren’t an ear nibbler. You can’t fucking do it because it’s true!

Kinks include shibari, blood play (mild), whips, dacryphilia as a result of overstimulation (not pain!)

Reiner

I think people often shy away from talking about Reiners mental health, but fuck that, I will speak this man’s truth. I mean, we saw how he reacted as he came to terms with betraying all of his friends and now add in him betraying us, the person he has fallen so very deeply in love with!

Reiner is, at first, very reluctant to fall for you but he just can’t help it. Once he’s accepted that it’s very difficult for him and his Dissociative Identity Disorder really helps him cope with that. I mean, he loves you more than anything, right? So how could he…?

If you were from Marley and defended him against Porco, he’s instantly falling for you

He often has bad dreams and while everyone else sees him as the “reliable big brother” you get glimpses of how much he really struggles behind the scenes. So, when he wakes up to you cuddled up close to him it’s a big relief and source of comfort. Who would have thought that the big tough guy of the 104th is actually a big teddy bear

Unlike Levi, I agree with a lot of the fan headcanons for Reiner, include his desperate need for a hug and someone to tell him that they’re proud of him! Do this, and his heart will belong to you forever

As such, his love language is physical touch. He often tries to initiate gentle touches in the hope that you do it back. E.g. he will wrap his arms around you and lay his head on your chest hoping you’d play with his hair, rub his back, put your hand on his arm just anything!

He would dom at first, but once he’s more comfortable with you he likes it when you take over sometimes

I h/c that Reiner is pretty big and girthy, he doesn’t want to hurt you so the first couple of times it’s a little clumsy but when this man learns how to properly use it + his intense desire to make you feel good? Fucking. Hell.

His favourite body part of yours is your butt. Reiner is an ass man (I mean, did you guys see how many times he talked about asses? Way more than any other character!), not sexually but he will also rest his hand on your butt absent-mindedly and give it a gentle squeeze

Kinks include body worship (giving and receiving), anything with nipples (big titty sucker), BREEDING, voyeurism, light teasing and PRAISE

Bonus: not really a kink but Reiner will often hold your hand when he fucks you<3

Bertolt

Simp, simp, simp, SIIIIMMMPPPP!!! He’s super shy at first but once you’re in an established relationship this man will worship the ground you walk on and he’s always hitting you with the “you look so beautiful today” type compliments

He will always brag about you to other people, your skills, how kind you are, how funny you are, your achievements, he is your biggest fan honestly

I h/c that Bertolt has a huge soft spot for stray animals. He is forever bringing back stray cats and dogs to your house and sometimes injured wildlife

His love language is quality time! He would literally spend every waking moment with you if he could. Whenever you’re not next to him he’s always keeping an eye out for you

Sub. This man is a complete sub.

His favourite body part of yours is your back. He often runs his fingers down your back to make you shiver and loves planting gentle kisses along your spine

Kinks include orgasm denial (receiving), face sitting, teasing and massages (giving) that lead to sex

Annie

Surprisingly very romantic. When you get closer to her she becomes less cold and distant and reveals her much softer, romantic side

Annie gives off major friends to lovers vibes

Eager to please, she will do things for you to make you happy like bring you cool stuff she finds that reminds her of you and will go way outside of her comfort zone as long as the end result makes you smile

I feel like she has a hard time verbalising her emotions so she often writes you letters to express her feelings for you and omg they are some of the most beautiful and poetic words you could ever hope to read

Her love language is gift giving. Not only will she buy you gifts whenever they remind her of you, but she will also collect things like rocks and feathers to give to you and she will make stuff for you too like cute little daisy chains!

Annie is another true switch, she’s perfectly comfortable being a sub or a dom!

Her favourite part of your body is your eyes! Although she isn’t very expressive, the closer you get to her the more you come to recognise her minor body language details that others might miss. One perfect example of this is how her brow ever so slightly relaxes and her eyes soften when she looks into yours. It’s her happy place

Kinks include silk/satin use, degradation, wax and mutual masturbation

Porco

His method of flirting is definitely bullying you. It’s childish but he never grew out of it!

Very easy to make him jealous and he is so fine when he’s jealous. He’d never admit how much it annoyed him that Zeke said you looked nice one day, he tries to act like he didn’t care at all but it was sooooo obvious that he was jealous!

He acts annoyed doing chivalrous things for you but he secretly loves doing them. He’ll give a “be careful, idiot” when you’re walking on the side of the pavement that the cars drive on and quickly swap places with you. He’ll playfully roll his eyes when you thank him for holding a door open for you and he’ll act like he was “too hot anyway” when you mention that you’re cold and he gives you his coat.

His love language is words of affirmation but with a slightly mean twist. He would notice you’re feeling insecure and when you tell him why he’ll be all “what? Are you blind? You look beautiful”

Dom, and he’s a mean one too! Not every time, he does enjoy softer intimate sex when you both feel like that

His favourite body part of yours is your hips. He loves biting them and bruising the, with his fingertips while he holds you in place while fucking you. Romance isn’t dead<3

Kinks include rough sex, impact play, marking, exhibitionism (not so much having people watch but definitely letting them hear you screaming for him), hair pulling and knife play

Zeke

Forever picking you flowers. He doesn’t really buy flowers, but whenever he sees a pretty one he’ll think of you and have to pick it

Enjoys having very philosophical conversations with you, especially at night when you guys are just laying together

The type of guy who will secretly take dance classes so that he can surprise you with a romantic moment on an anniversary

His love language is quality time. As long as you’re nearby he is happy, the closer the better of course but when he’s focusing on work it helps him concentrate on finishing it faster so that he can actually enjoy your company

Zeke is a dom but wouldn’t mind subbing for you occasionally. It would take some convincing but I firmly believe he’d let you peg him eventually

His favourite part of your body is your feet. I’m so sorry but I get MAJOR foot fetish vibes from Zeke

Kinks include daddy kink, face fucking, bondage and humiliation (giving)

Pieck

Pieck is the type to mark pages in poetry books that remind her of you

Always greets you with a kiss, without fail! She also really enjoys doing domestic chores together with you. Cooking with Pieck is always really fun and silly

She will spoil you soooooo much. Mention that you want something? Consider it yours. Take a second glance at a piece of clothing and she’s grabbing it to buy for you. Honestly she just wants you to be happy

Her love language is physical touch. She always presses against you when you’re sitting together, she’ll make sure to intertwine your fingers when you walk together and she doesn’t care how hot it gets you WILL spoon

She is a perfect switch. When she’s domming she can be a little mean, but when she’s subbing she’s so good for you<3

Her favourite body part of yours is your fingers. She loves intertwining her fingers with yours, she loves giving you manicures, she loves buying you rings and she loves when you use your fingers to make her cum

Kinks include orgasm control (giving and receiving), begging, toys - especially a strap, and restraints

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan smut #eren yaegar #eren jaeger #armin arlert #armin arlet headcanons #mikasa aot #mikasa ackerman #jean kirschtein headcanons #jean kirstein #connie springer #connie springer headcanons #sasha braus #historia reiss #shingeki no kyojin ymir #levi attack on titan #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #erwin smith #erwin snk #miche zacharias #hange attack on titan #reiner braun #bertholt hoover #annie leonhardt headcanons #porco galliard #attack on titan zeke #pieck finger

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Reasons the JJK men would be hard to date

Warnings - Slightly 18+, mild sexual language

Includes - Yuji, Megumi, Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Toji, Mahito, Choso, Sukuna, Todo, Yuta, Inumaki, Noritoshi

A/n - just some random jokey headcanons for why I believe these beautiful men would be hard to date. Still love them though! It’s short, but I’ve just started university so bear with me while I settle in!

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Yuji - nothing he’s literally perfect. I’d get jealous with how much he hugs (Gojo) and saves other people. I’m the light of your life! Yuji would also be the type of boyfriend who eats the leftovers you’ve been looking forward to all day. Every. Single. Time.

Megumi - I’d be far too attracted to his dad. Also, try and convince me this man doesn’t listen to Evanescence to “have a good cry”.

Gojo - straight up, I’d feel so insecure about being too mid for the strongest sorcerer alive. I also don’t like his hair up THERE I SAID IT! And! He’d definitely be one of those people with blue eyes who puts their whole pussy into staring into your soul when he looks at you. Avert your gaze, bitch!

Nanami - dick too big I’d try so hard to make him laugh and smile and every time he didn’t a piece of me would definitely die inside… Nanami is also quite pessimistic and people like that really drain me, but I know it’s big so I’d put up with it.

Geto - I’m not a sorcerer although let’s be real I know this man is a power dom and loves fucking humans while degrading them.

Toji - I’m quite literally broke. Now, it would not be hard for him to convince me to commit crimes to get money for him, and I’d for sure give him every penny. I’m a pushover and Toji is 100% a taker, he would feel no guilt in bleeding my dry, but he’s pretty so it’s okay :)

Mahito - too childish, I couldn’t have a serious conversation with him. He’s also one of those guys who whines for you to rub his head or give him a back massage for like an hour and then when it’s your turn he’s suddenly “too tired” or pretends to be asleep.

Choso - honestly? No flaws. I’d die for him. Handsome, hung and a family man, literally couldn’t ask for more.

Sukuna - would cheat on me and literally not care at all… on the other hand… I could definitely do a fwb situation with him because I know he’s hung and his bedroom talk would be unreal.

Todo - I am not Takada. Also, I don’t want him.

Yuta - I am not Maki. Also, I want her!

Inumaki - I’d be too desperate to hear this man dirty talk. If we got together I’d be so down to be torn apart by his cursed speech, it would either kill him or me.

Noritoshi - this explains it perfectly

Panda - Why you reading this one bestie? You good? 🤨

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Wrong Person, Wrong Time {PART 2}

Pairings - fem!reader x kenma

Warnings - 18+ smut, unprotected sex, anxious reader, miserable kuroo, not proof read

Word count - 4.8k

{Part 1}

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"Hey!" You smiled in an overly enthusiastic, slightly awkward, tone. "Sorry for coming over unannounced, is this a good time to talk?" You asked, holding the nervous smile on your lips.

"Uh, sure. Come in." Kenma hesitated in his usual soft voice, stepping to the side to let you into his house. From what you understood, Kenma had been quite successful professionally and his home reflected that. It was quite a large house for one person, furnished nicely and filled with memorabilia and collectibles from various movies, games and TV shows. "Do you want a drink?"

"No thank you, I don't think I'll be here long." You respond, turning around to look at him. He hadn't been expecting company and was wearing some black sweatpants and a red baggy top, the two hair clips pinning his locks back and out of his eyes suggested he had been playing games before your arrival.

"Let's, uh, sit down." He mumbled, moving over to the couch and taking a seat, inviting you to sit beside him which you did. An uncomfortable silence filled the room which unsettled both of you. You had been friends for years and it had never been this awkward to hang out together, alone or not. "So... what did you want to talk about?" Kenma broke the silence, his eyes flicking around the room in a nervous fashion.

"Oh, right," You forced a chuckle, embarassed that you had forgotten the entire reason you had come over until he reminded you to speak "well... I was hoping we could talk about what happened at my old place a couple months ago, you know, on my birthday?" Your cheeks got a tint more red when you brought the topic up, although really it was the obvious reason you would come over.

"I'm sorry." He apologised immediately, unable to maintain eye contact.

"What for?" You asked, tilting your head slightly in confusion.

"I knew you were vulnerable, but I still drank with you. I don't want you to think I took advantage of the situation, I didn't-" He explained quickly, glancing at your face to gauge your reaction to his words.

"Kenma," You interrupt him, a soft smile on your face, "its okay. I don't think anything of the sort, I was just going to say that..." You let out a sigh as you tried to think of the words. "You remember the letter I left you? Which I'm so sorry about by the way, I know it was pathetic but I just felt embarassed." You said truthfully.

"Yeah..." Kenma answered, a pained looked flashed across his face before his features softened when he looked at you.

"I know I wrote that I didn't remember much of that night, but, that wasn't true. I remember all of it." Kenmas face visibly flushed red when you said this, indicating that he remembered it all too. "I have to ask, Kenma," You said in a quieter voice, looking down at your hands as you nervously fidgeted with your nails "did you mean what you said?"

"Uh, about what?" He asked, looking unsure of himself. Logically speaking, it was a safe question to ask, he wanted to make sure you were remembering the same thing as he was before he exposed himself.

"When you said that you loved me. Did you mean it?" You repeated, now looking up at him while he looked back at you.

"Yeah, I did." He replied in his usual quiet voice, but he was firm and unapologetic. Your legs shifted slightly at his answer.

"Oh," You said, sounding surprised despite the fact that you knew deep down he had been honest about his feelings that night "can I ask how long for?" Now it was Kenmas turn to shift awkwardly, you could see him trying to think of the best way to word his answer.

"Since high school." He admitted with a slight shrug of his shoulders. Another awkward silence washed over you two as you considered his answer.

"Why didn't you say anything?" You asked, not judgemental, just genuinely curious.

"Hmph," He huffed in an almost amused way, as if the answer was obvious "You remember what I was like in high school. I'm awkward now, but I was worse then." He says with a small smile which eases your nerves slightly. "You were always sweet to me, you didn't force conversation and when you looked at me your eyes were always-" His voiced hitched as he glanced up at you in the middle of his sentence, locking into an intense yet tender eye contact, the silence that fell between you two wasn't uncomfortable this time "... so kind."

"Kenma-"

"Then you started dating Kuroo, and you seemed so happy. I couldn't tell you then, I couldn't do that to you or Kuroo, so I did what I thought to be best and loved you from afar. I was the friend that you needed, and I didn't let Kuroo forget any important anniversies." He explained in such a matter-of-fact tone that you almost forget he was talking about his feelings.

"You did all of that for me?" Your voice trembled slightly as you watched him avoid your gaze.

"Kuroo too," Kenma shrugged in an attempt to downplay his selflessness "He was also my friend, I wanted you both to be happy... but mostly you." His cheeks and ear tips flushed a light red at his confession while he turned his face to the side. You felt your heart beat intensify as you stared at him, butterflies fluttering in your stomach to make you feel a type of excited, playful unease.

"I'm sorry that I didn't realise sooner. I never thought you felt that way about me, it must have been really hard for you." You offer him a sympathetic gaze to go along with your apology, but he seemed to reject it.

"You don't need to be sorry. I still got to spend time with you, and get to know you. I learned a lot about Kuroo too." His voice was honest and kind, not bitter or resentful like you'd expect in a situation like this.

"How is Kuroo?" You ask curiously, since blocking him after your breakup you didn't know what he was currently doing.

"Before I came to see you he had been demoted for slacking off at work or something like that," Kenma recalled sounding uninterested in the new topic of conversation "but I unfriended him after I left your house."

"What? Why?" You asked in surprise, they had been friends since childhood so surely it wasn't a case of Kenma picking you over Kuroo, especially after the awkward note you had left him.

"I don't want to associate with someone who does things like what Kuroo did to you, that's what I told myself anyway." He let out a sigh as he thought about the real reason. "Honestly, after I had seen how he left you, I was so angry. Angry at how he could do something like that to you, how he could treat you that way. How was I supposed to look him in the eye and comfort him after that?" Kenma asked rhetorically, while quite ruthless, his answer spread a warmth through your chest that you wanted to cling onto forever.

"Kenma, do you want to go on a date with me tomorrow night?" You asked brazenly, invigorated by his beautiful honesty.

"What? Are you serious?" He asked, eyes wide with surprise.

"Yeah, I was thinking we go to that place - remember, the one we used go go to all the time in college?" You smiled at him as you remembered happy memories of being in that restaurant with Kuroo, Kenma, and a few other friends from college.

"I'd like to take you on a date, yeah," He agreed with a small nod "but our first date isn't going to be in a student restaurant- I'll take you somewhere nice." A tiny smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

"You don't have to do that!" You waved your hands dismissively. "I'd be happy going anywhere with you, it doesn't have to be expensive." The smile on your face reassures him.

"I know you would, that's why you deserve to go somewhere nice." He smiled, glancing over at you which made you giggle.

"Okay, it's a date." You grinned, standing up from the couch in preparation to leave. Kenma walked you to the front door, opening it for you to leave but not before he gave you a gentle kiss on the cheek which made you turn to him in surprise.

"Sorry, was that okay?" He sounded slightly panicked which made you chuckle. You looked from his eyes to his lips, leaning in slightly to kiss his lips gently. His body tensed but relaxed quickly after as he kissed you back. When you pulled away and looked at his face, his cheeks had flushed red as he looked away sheepishly.

"Can you pick me up at 8?" You giggled, watching as he nodded his head, suddenly too shy to formulate words. "See you tomorrow, Kenma." You smiled, leaving his house to go to your own car. While pulling out of the driveway, you noticed Kenma watching you with a content smile on his face, the same smile now pulling at your own lips.

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You spent pretty much the entire day swapping through outfits, looking up different makeup looks to go with different clothing and hair styles. You also texted Kenma to ask just how fancy a place you were going, not wanting to be dressed up or dressed down - however, when he confirmed it was a very nice place, that confirmed your choice of outfit.

You did your hair first, giving it a loose curl and making sure it set nicely. Next was your makeup, deciding to go for a soft brown eyeshadow look with a winged liner, subtle highlighter and a natural matte lip. You accessorised with a pair of studded diamond earrings, a gift from your mother, and a simple ring.

Your dress was gorgeous, a red satin cami with a drape neckline, thin straps and thigh slit on the left leg. It hugged your figure nicely and paired well with some white shoes. You decided to wear an expensive perfume, you had only bought a sample size since it was so expensive but no one needed to know that, but once you were completely ready you only then realised that the mix of excitement and nerves you felt had meant you had gotten ready an hour too early.

You couldn't help but laugh when at exactly 8pm you hear four gentle knocks on your door.

"You are exactly on time." You say with a smile as you open the door, but your smile drops into a more serious look of awe when you see Kenma standing in front of you, dressed in nicely tailored smart clothes and shiny shoes, but what you loved the most was the messy bun he had tied his hair into, the slight messiness of it adding a very Kenma characteristic to his look.

"You look beautiful." Kenma said adoringly as he stared at your form in the doorframe which brought a blush to your cheeks.

"You look very handsome yourself." You beamed back at him, but he doesn't seem to register your words for a moment as he continues to gaze at you.

"Oh, thanks," He says quickly when he brings himself back to the moment "I'm on time because I waited outside in my car for 15 minutes." He admitted which made you laugh. "Come on, let's go." He reached his hand out to you to help you down the step at your door which you gladly took, not letting go of his hand until you got to the car.

"Do you remember when you first got your license, and how nervous you were to drive?" You smiled at the memory of a younger, very sweaty Kenma who gripped the steering wheel with tense fists. A complete juxtaposition to the much calmer version before you now.

"I was nervous because I didn't want to crash with you in the car." He laughed a bit.

"So, if you crashed the car but I wasnt in it, that would be fine?" You laughed.

"Well, not fine, but definitely better." He smiled, glancing over at you. "Oh, I know you didn't want it before, but..." He reached into his coat pocket, taking out the same box he had brought to you on your birthday. "I got it for you and I'll never give it to anyone else, I want you to have it."

"Are you sure?" You ask hesitantly, taking the box from him. You flipped it open to see the beautiful cherry blossom necklace he had tried to give you months earlier, the one you had wanted for years.

"Yeah, absolutely." He replied, a proud smile forcing its way onto his lips as he watched you put it on and admire it in the mirror.

"I really love it, thank you." You grinned, examining it thoroughly in your reflection.

If the car ride had been the entire date it would have been one of the best you'd been on. Although he was nervous, it was a lot of fun and you laughed for pretty much the entire journey.

"You can go in, I'll park the car. We have a reservation under my name." Kenma said as he pulled up just outside of the front of the restaurant, immediately making you feel quite anxious.

"Are you sure? I'm not over dressed am I? Fancy places like this aren't really in my wheelhouse." You chattered nervously, looking over at him for reassurance.

"Yeah, I'm sure. You look perfect, don't worry." He offered you the reassurance you needed, sealing it with a comforting smile.

"Okay, but, don't be long please." You pleaded, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek, a surprisingly casual action for a first date.

You stepped out of the car and Kenma drove off behind you, leaving you to walk in the front door. You waited for  a short while before being greeted by the maître D', who encouraged you to have a seat while you waited 5 minutes while your table got set up. You scrolled through your phone absent mindedly while waiting for either Kenma to arrive or the table to be ready, until your whole body tensed at the sound of a familiar voice.

"Y/n?" You looked up to meet Kuroos gaze as he stood in front of you, dressed in suitable clothes with a relieved smile on his face. "What are you doing here? - I mean, you look amazing so you're obviously on a date." There was obvious hurt and discomfort in his voice at the thought of you seeing other men.

"Yeah, I am." The first words you had spoken to him since your breakup, not an ounce of affection in your tone.

"Oh, I'm surprised." He commented, which made your brows furrow.

"Why?" You asked defensively.

"Well, I still think about you all the time and you’re quite an emotional person. I'm just surprised you've moved on so quickly." His comment was bitter, and it was always easy to read between the lines with Kuroo who was essentially confessing to you that he wasn't over you.

"Really?" You scoffed with a sarcastic smile on your face. "You're surprised I moved on fast meanwhile you had moved on from me, whilst we were still in a relationship? And aren't you on a date here tonight too?" Your tone was almost amused as you pointed out the hypocrisy of his comment.

"It wasn't like that, I never stopped loving you throughout our relationship and even now, I just made mistakes. Please, do you think we could-"

"Kuroo." Kenma cut him off, his usual soft voice now sounding firm and authoritive while he stood behind his old friend.

"Kenma? What are you-" Kuroo began, turning around in surprise to see the friend he hadn't heard from in months, however his face turned sour when he watched as his friend walked over to you and intertwined your fingers together. "Wow. So how long has this been going on?" Resentment and accusation heavy in his tone.

"I don't think you're in a position to ask questions like that, Kuroo." Kenma was quick to defend you, which made you squeeze his hand tighter.

"Tetsu!~" A melodious voice called out as a woman appeared at Kuroos side, not the same one he had cheated on you with. She was pretty, blonde hair, light brown eyes, and had a sweet smile on her face as she laced her arm through his, completely oblivious to the awkward situation in front of her. "Oh, are these friends of yours?" She asked, giving you and Kenma a friendly smile.

"We used to know each other in high school." Kuroo answered in a cold voice, scratching the side of his face awkwardly, only then did you notice the expensive watch you had bought him the day you found him cheating on you wrapped around his wrist, a swirl of rage building up in your chest.

"Will they be having dinner with us?" She asked cheerfully.

"No." Kenma, Kuroo and I said in unison, all sounding as grumpy as each other, her smile now becoming more forced and uncomfortable as she picked up on the vibe.

"Mr Kozume, your table is ready." The maître D' called out as he came to collect the two of you. Neither of you gave Kuroo a second glance as you were escorted to your table, but your eyes widened when you saw just why the staff had to set it up.

It was in a more secluded area of the restaurant, the lighting was dim, beautiful white cloth draped over the rounded table which was decorated with rose petals and a beautiful flower arrangement as the centre piece. All the negative emotions you felt at seeing Kuroo completely vanished when you saw the scene Kenma had arranged for the two of you, it was truly breathtaking.

"Kenma, this is- oh thank you." You smiled at him as he unexpectedly pulled your chair out for you to sit down before taking his own seat. "This is amazing." You finished your sentence as you looked at him, a bright smile on your face.

"Well, you deserve much more." He smiled back at you. "I'm sorry Kuroo is here, if I had known we wouldn't have come." He apologised, his smile fading.

"Oh please, that was completely beyond your control you couldn't have known he'd be here." You reassured him, moving your hand to hold his over the table.

Dinner was wonderful, fancy food portions were small but tasted delicious. Kenma had made you laugh and smile for practically the whole date, completely forgetting the earlier unpleasantness, that was until you actually noticed that the table Kuroo and his poor date were sitting at was within view of your own. When you pointed it out to Kenma, the both of you couldn't help but chuckle at how his date - who was previously excited and smiley - was now bored and completely disinterested. Not that Kuroo looked much better as he stole glances in your direction, seemingly forgetting he was on a date with another woman.

When it was time to leave, you playfully argued with Kenma about splitting the bill but he was adamant that wasn't happening and ended up paying for it all. You gave Kuroo one last side glance before walking out of the front door, Kenma wrapping his coat over your shoulders to protect you from the cold breeze.

"That dinner was really lovely, thanks for taking me." You smiled at him as you both sat in the car, however Kenma made no moves to start the engine, presumably just wanting to chat for a bit.

"You really do look beautiful, you know?" He said as he watched you wrap his coat further around your shoulders, a blush dancing across your cheeks.

"So do you." You reply, shooting him a playful smile as you lock eyes, lingering on each others gaze before a force unknown pulled you two together in a romantic kiss. He deepened the kiss with a hand on your jaw, caressing the skin of your cheek gently with his thumb. You moved your hands to his chest, wanting to be closer to him until you felt his other hand wrap behind your thigh, encouraging you to move over to him.

Throwing off his coat, you moved over him without hesitation as he moved his seat back to give you both more space while you straddled him, opening your mouth to allow his tongue to meet yours in a desperate kiss. One of his hands slid up the slit of your dress while the other cupped your ass over the silky smooth material. Your own hand travelling down his chest and further still to rub the growing bulge in his pants, which you were rewarded for with a moan that escaped his lips and went right to the heat between your legs.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You're not drunk?" He asked in a breathy voice between kisses.

"I haven't drank any alcohol tonight," You kissed him desperately "have you?"

"No." He smiled, kissing you again and feeling your own smile form on your soft lips. You let out a surprised squeal when you felt both his hands slide under your dress and grab fistfuls of your ass, but he greedily swallowed all the sounds he could pull from you.

You fumbled with his belt, tossing it into the passenger seat once you had managed to get it off. Your hands were restless as they worked to unfasten his pants while the two of you continued your kiss which became more and more sloppy as the damp patch in your underwear grew, the throbbing at your core getting more desperate to take him.

You raised your own hips for him as his fingers hooked beneath your underwear, pulling it down your legs to expose yourself to his freely released cock. You glanced down, biting your lower lip when you remembered how thick he was. Your stare was interrupted when Kenma pulled your attention back to his lips as he kissed your neck and jaw, grazing your skin with his teeth that illicted wicked moans of pleasure from you.

You pressed your hips down slowly until you felt him pressed against your slit, trapping him between you and his stomach as you began to grind your hips against him desperately.

"Ken, please," You begged desperately, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you.

"I know," He cooed softly, kissing his way up to your lips "I want you too," his kisses were light and teasing "but we don't need to rush."  You smiled at his words, pressing your body flush against his to force him into a deeper kiss. He wanted to savour this moment for as long as possible because for years he wanted to be able to enjoy you like this, and there would never be a time he would take your presence for granted.

However, there was only so long you could bare the teasing as your slick coated the length of his cock, mixing with the precum that dripped from his tip. Your teeth pinched his bottom lip gently in an effort to convey your desperation, a throaty chuckle vibrating from his mouth.

"Kenma, please, I need you now." You begged, reaching a hand between your bodies as you began to work him slowly, hoping to encourage him too. He let out a staggered breath at the feeling of your soft hand shut around him, when he dropped his hands to your hips you could feel his desperation in the form of crescent shaped markings being left on your skin at his fingertips.

You aligned his weeping tip at your entrance, wiggling your hips further and further down onto him. You both let out hitched moans as his tip stretched out your gummy walls, carving a path for his shaft to bury itself inside of you until his hips were flush with yours. You breathed heavily against his neck as your body moulded to accommodate him.

"You took me so well this time." He cooed in your ear, which sent a shiver right down your spine. You looked up at him with your flush face, nothing but adoration in his eyes as he moved to kiss your plump lips again. Feeling him fill you out under the dim glow of the carpark lights was heavenly, pressure hitting just the right spot in your cervix to know that you wouldn't be able to take anymore.

It was then he began to slowly move your hips, fucking into you with a precise and easy going motion. He didn't want you to think this was some quick after dinner sex, he wanted you, oh my god he wanted nothing more than to fuck you dumb, but more importantly he wanted to love you. He wanted to cherish every second he spent inside of you.

His lips moved against yours in time with his thrusts, his hands sliding up your body until he got to the straps of your dress. He pulled them down gently, his nails grazing the skin of your shoulders, allowing your dress to fall off from your form and pool at your waist, exposing your breasts to him. He took one in each hand, cupping them gently as he began to kiss your neck and chest, your own arms wrapping around his shoulders to bring him closer to you as you met his thrusts with your own movements to grind your needy clit against him.

"You make me feel so fucking good," You whispered to him, tears pooling in your eyes from the intense, overwhelming feeling of intimacy, as well as the overstimulation of his touches.

"I'll fuck you like this everyday, I promise," His hot breath sticking to the wet patches of his saliva on your neck, "I'll make you feel this good everyday." You tensed your muscles to tighten your walls around him, a trembling moan vibrating out of his throat, his thrusts getting a bit more erratic as he leaned forward slightly, your lower back now pressed against the steering wheel. "You're so tight," his voice whimpered, sliding a hand behind your thigh to keep you from falling off, his other hand rubbing against your stiff nipple.

"Agh, fuck, Kenma, fuck," You cried, tears streamed down your face unbeknownst to him, but they were tears of complete joy. Months of healing from your breakup and the feeling of being completely unlovable fading away under Kenmas besotted touch.

"C-can I?" He begged, his voice stuttered under the pressure of pleasure he felt. His thrusts had become harder, your back now hitting the horn of the steering wheel every now and then, not that either of you cared.

"Yeah," You reassured him, meeting his thrusts with yours as you chased your own high. Before long, your muscles tightened and fluttered around him as he released himself deep inside of you.

You fell forward on top of him, resting your cheek on his shoulder while strands of his hair tickled your face. You breathed heavily, your bare chest pressing against his smart dress shirt as you felt him twitching inside of you. You could feel his quick heart beat thumping beneath his shirt, wondering if he could feel yours doing the same thing.

Kenma traced his index finger against the length of your spine, which was bare as your dress stayed at your waist. He leaned his cheek against your head, twirling your locks in his other hand, his breath running across the back of your neck.

Despite the condensation that had built up on the car windows, a figure in the distance caught Kenmas eye. He recognised it to be Kuroo, who - judging by his broken expression - could see what was going on. Kenma wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his body while you caught your breath, all while maintaining eye contact with Kuroo.

"I love you, Kenma." You whispered, cuddling into him, trying in a feeble attempt to get even closer to him, although it would be physically impossible.

"I love you, too." He replied without hesitation, his chest filling with joy to hear those long awaited words come from your mouth.

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[perfectly-unsad]

Wrong Person, Wrong Time

Pairings - fem!reader x kuroo, fem!reader x kenma

Warnings - 18+ angst, cheating, swearing, hurt no/little comfort, anxious reader, symptoms of depression, alcohol, drunk confessions, drunk sex, unprotected sex, unrequited feelings, rebound sex, not proof read

Word count - 5k

A/n - My first Tumblr post, I’m sweating. I hope you all like it! I’ve never written drunk speech before, so sorry if it isn’t great!

{Part 2}

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Everything had been going so well with Kuroo lately, you had been dating since senior year in high school and 5 years later your relationship was perfect. You had gone through a rough patch one year ago, Kuroo had been distant and disinterested in you, no matter how hard you tried. Driving home early from work, the heartache of those rough days flashed through your mind...

*

You looked at yourself in the mirror anxiously as you held your satin dressing gown open. Black, lacey lingerie adorned your body and surprisingly... you felt good. Dare you say, you felt sexy. Kuroo hadn't touched you in nearly two months, blaming it on how tired he was from work, but you couldn't help but think he just wasn't attracted to you anymore.

With any long-term relationship came comfort. You had gotten lax with your appearance, you didn't do your makeup at home, stayed in your pyjamas during your days off, didn't shave as frequently as you probably should have... But as you stared at yourself in the mirror, a smile crept onto your lips. You had done your hair, your makeup, your skin was smooth and soft and this brand new underwear was exactly the style you knew Kuroo liked.

Re-tying your silky smooth, thigh length dressing gown, you made your way to the kitchen as you continued to make Kuroos favourite dinner. You inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of the delicious dish as it neared the sweet spot of being perfectly cooked.

Keys jingled in the door and your heart thumped with excitement as you raced over to see your boyfriend, who sighed as he kicked his shoes off at the front door and hung up his coat, not even giving you a second glance.

"Hey, baby, how was work?" You ask sweetly, now fiddling with the long sleeves of your dressing gown nervously. Already, his reaction wasn't as you hoped, but you silenced those thoughts and convinced yourself that your expectations had been unrealistically high.

"Long." He huffed, grazing your waist with his hand to brush past you, butterflies forming in your stomach. That was something, a smile crept onto your face as you followed him into the living room. He hadn't touched you beyond what felt like an obligatory kiss on the cheek before work, so this was surely a good sign.

"I'm making your favourite, grilled salted mackerel pike." You beamed at him, hoping for some kind of enthusiasm.

"I'm not really hungry." He brushed you off. Immediately, your smile faded.

"Did you already eat or-?" You questioned and he let out an irritated sigh.

"Can you please not do this now?" He replied in an exasperated tone. Your chest tightened.

"Do what?" You asked, already considering giving up any plans you had of intimacy tonight.

"Start nagging me as soon as I get home. I've literally just walked through the door and you're qiving me a hard time." He was tense as he lay back on the couch, waving his hand in annoyance.

"I just want to know why you're not hungry, Tetsu. I'm not questioning you, but if you're not going to eat the food I've been preparing I want to know why, so did you already eat?" You asked, your voice trembled a bit nearer the end of your sentence as your emotions came bubbling up. All the excitement you had felt just moments before he got home had turned to disappointment, embarassment and anger.

"I'm just gonna go to bed." He announced as he stood up from the couch, but you blocked him from retreating away as you moved in front of him.

"No, Tetsu, please, just fucking speak to me. Is it me? Do you not love me anymore?" You pleaded, tears welling in your eyes.

"Y/n, move out of my way, you're being ridiculous." He frowned, still not even looking at you.

"I'm ridiculous?" You scoffed. "Tetsu, I asked you one reasonable question and you're acting like I'm cross examining you like a criminal!" You couldn't hold back your tears as they ran down your face. A small part of you hoped he'd see how much he was hurting you, but he either didn't notice or didn't care.

"And I told you, I'm fucking tired from work! They've got me working overtime most days, I came home early today because you begged me for days to be here but nothing is ever fucking good enough for you, is it!?" He raised his voice at you, something he never really did, but at least he was actually looking at you now. Watching the makeup you spent ages perfecting run down your face.

"Can you not hear yourself? I've had to beg you for DAYS to come home, not early Tetsu, just on time! This is the time you're supposed to be home everyday! All I wanted was to have a nice dinner with you, to spend time with you and I was even hoping you'd be able to be around me long enough to actually fuck me, but that's clearly not happening, is it?" You hoped he would understand now, hoped he could see how desperate you were just to be around him, to hear him laugh, to enjoy his company. But your heart shattered when his only response was an exasperated eye roll. "You know what... I'm going to stay with my parents tonight. Fuck you." You spat your words at him like venom. Moving out of his way to go to the bedroom.

As soon as the door was shut you burst into tears as your breathing became erratic and shallow while you stuffed some clothes into a backpack. When you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror you only hurt your own feelings, seeing the mascara and eyeliner leaving a black trail down your face, your lipstick now smudged from your crying. Of course he didn't find you attractive anymore.

You furiously wiped it all away with the makeup wipes in your drawers until you could see the natural redness of your skin from crying. Your cheeks and nose practically glowing, the whites of your eyes stained red and your eyelashes clumped together and wet. You ripped off your dressing gown and the stupidly expensive lingerie set, putting on a more comfortable and casual outfit.

Once you were sorted you opened the bedroom door, walking through the living room and towards the front door. Here you were, a crying, shaking, blubbering mess, but when you looked over your shoulder at your boyfriend, he was just sitting on the couch watching TV completely unbothered. He didn't look at you, or ask you to stay or make any kind of effort. That's what hurt the most. You slammed the front door closed just as your nose began to pick up hints of a dinner that was now burnt.

*

You shook the memory of that day from your mind as you pulled up to the house. That was the past, and it wasn't like that anymore. Kuroo had managed to convince you to come back, promised he would try harder, promised to be more considerate of your feelings. So far, he had lived up to those promises. Now, you had plans to do something nice for him as an early anniversary present. You had come home from work early with his favourite takeout in hand, as well as a neatly wrapped rolex watch that he had casually mentioned liking a few months ago.

An unsettling feeling churned in your stomach as you stepped out of the car, takeout in one hand and present in your pocket. You took your keys out to unlock the front door, your brow furrowing when you realised it was never locked. Kuroo had left for work before you, and you definitely remember locking it.

When you stepped inside the house the feeling in your stomach intensified, before you could even take off your shoes you noticed Kuroos smart work shoes at the door, along with a pair of kitten heels. Not yours. Your stomach churned and chest tightened as you dropped the takeout on the floor, your legs working on autopilot as you made your way to the bedroom.

An all too familiar sound got louder and louder the closer you got. Skin slapping against skin, a woman's high pitched moaning and Kuroos moans. Your hands shook as you reached for the doorhandle.

"Ngh - Tetsu, fuck," You could feel your heart being physically torn in two at this strangers mention of your boyfriends name, but that was nothing compared to what came next "tell me I'm better than her, Tetsu, who's pussy do you love?" Your hand froze, you weren't sure why but you needed to hear his answer. There was a brief hesitation from him and you actually felt... Hopeful?

"Yours, baby, I love fucking your pussy." Your lip quivered as tears filled your eyes. Your hand finally touching the cool metal of the door handle and clicking it open, the door being pushed forward to reveal the scene in front of you.

A woman you had never seen before on her hands and knees, your raven haired boyfriend furiously rutting his hips against hers with desperation. It only took a second for him to notice you standing in the doorway, immediately he pulled out of her, pulling the blanket on the bed to cover his erection.

"Y/n, wait! Please, its not what it looks like!" He called out to you as you made your way to the front door. You could hear his quick footsteps coming up behind you, your body spinning around when he grabbed your wrist.

"Don't fucking touch me!" You shouted at him, ripping your arm out of his grasp.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please just listen-" He began raising his hand up in surrender, he was completely naked and holding his work t-shirt to cover himself up.

"Shut the fuck up you piece of shit, I don't want to hear a single fucking thing from you. I'm fucking done." You say, trembling from rage as you back away from him.

"I know, just let me explain, please." He begged, but you had turned around and were opening the front door. That was until he slammed it shut in front of you, his hand reaching above your head to keep it closed. "You're not leaving, let's just talk about this!" He pleaded, his voice trembling as if he was about to cry. You whipped your head around to shoot him a nasty glare.

"You want to explain? Okay, okay, how long have you been fucking that whore?" You question, folding your arms across your chest, making sure not to touch him.

"Y/n, come on-"

"No, you insisted on explaining. Apparently you're not letting me leave until I hear your fucking explanation, so go ahead. Explain to me how long you've been fucking her." Your harsh gaze dared him to lie, and a silence fell between you two as you stared at him expectantly.

"Just over a year." He admitted, your lips thinned into a line as you nodded your head in disbelief, all the times he had sex with you between now and then flashed in your mind as you realised he had probably had sex with her and that same day come home to fuck you. His hands that so lovingly caressed every part of your body had been touching hers too. His lips that gave you such passionate kisses and told you how much he loved you did the same to her. Nausea swirled in your throat.

"I'm gonna be sick." You said, leaning forward slightly as your stomach tightened. Kuroo moved to rub your back, something that would have been comforting in any other circumstance. "I told you not to fucking touch me!" You screamed at him, slapping his hand away from you. You breathed in quick, deep breaths as you stared at him with pure hatred. He met your gaze with a pathetic look, apologetic and tearful.

"Please, I can fix this, I promise." He pleaded. "I don't want to lose you."

"No, you can't fix this. You disgust me. Looking at you makes me feel disgusted, you're making me want to throw up. I never want to see you ever again." Your voice was shaky but firm. You meant every single word. You turned to open the front door again and this time he didn't stop you before you slammed it behind you. When you opened it again he was still standing there and gave you a surprised and hopeful look, tears running down his face. "Happy early anniversay." You spat, taking the small wrapped up box that protected the expensive watch out of your pocket and launching it at him before slamming the door again.

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Two weeks had passed since your very messy breakup with Kuroo. He had moved all of his stuff out of the house, rent wise the timing was actually perfect as your contract was up in the next few days. You had packed away most of your things in preparation of moving to somewhere cheaper, so your house looked depressingly empty.

Kuroo had tried to contact you on a few different apps, but you simply blocked him on everything. You hadn't left the house for those two weeks, ordering groceries online to be delivered directly to you. You hadn't been looking after yourself at all really, you had showered for the first time since your breakup just that morning. With the TV packed away, there was nothing for you to do but lay on the couch, staring out the closed window.

Four gentle knocks sounded at the front door, but you weren't expecting any deliveries so you didn't move a muscle to answer it. However, when the knocks got harder just a moment later it brought a frown to your face as you stumbled to your feet, dragging yourself over to answer it. Your frown faded and turned to a look of surprise when you opened the door to see Kuroos childhood best friend - and one of your closest friends - looking back at you.

"K-kenma, what are you doing here?" You ask suspiciously, peering outside to see if Kuroo was around.

"I came to check on you." He answered. "Kuroo isn't with me, if that's who you're looking for." He said quietly.

"Sorry..." You apologised for your behaviour. "Uh, come in." You opened the door wider for him, beckoning him inside.

"Thanks... So, how are you doing?" He questioned, glancing around at the nearly empty house, only the absolute bare essentials remaining such as the couch, fridge, microwave and so on.

"What are you doing here, Kenma?" You ask bluntly as you ignored his question, it didn't sound rude more like you were tired. He stopped in the living room, eyeing the blanket and pillow that was on the couch.

"I came to give you this," He said, pulling a small box out of his jacket pocket and handing it out to me. It immediately reminded me of the box I had thrown at Kuroo "and to, you know, make sure you're okay." He added once you had taken it from his hands, scratching the back of his neck.

"What's this for?" You question, looking down at the gift and then back up at him.

"Do you not know?" He questioned, his head tilting slightly. "It's your birthday." He pointed out, you furrowed your brows, pulling your phone out to try and click it on, only to see it was out of battery. You let out a sigh, deciding to believe him.

"Well, since it's my birthday," You began, gently placing the box on the kitchen counter, opening one of the cupboards and taking out a bottle of wine "do you want to have a drink with me?" You asked with a small smile, but Kenma knew that it wasn't your usual smile.

"Uh, yeah I guess so. Just one though." Kenma agreed reluctantly, eyeing the gift you had put down without even opening before walking over to the couch with you, the bottle and two plastic cups in your hand.

"I don't think I've ever seen you drink, you know." You chuckled as you sit on the couch, moving the blanket out of his way for him to sit next to you.

"I don't really drink." He answered, watching with intimidated eyes as you fill his plastic cup to the top.

"Well, aren't I lucky to see it then?" You laugh again before you began to drink from you cup, Kenma watching and following suit, but you don't miss the contortion of his face at the taste. "Yeah, I've never been a big fan of wine myself..." You admit, glancing at your cup before drinking some more.

"Are you... sleeping on the couch?" He asks cautiously, looking at the pillow beside your hips.

"Yep." You reply honestly. "I can't... sleep in the bed." You admit, more solemnly.

"Why's that?" He asked, taking another polite sip from his cup.

"Kuroo didn't tell you? I guess that's not surprising... Well, when I caught him cheating on me it was in our- my, bed." You explain to him.

"Shit..." He said quietly, you nod in agreement.

"Shit indeed..." You slug back the remainder of your drink before filling up your cup again, feeling your cheeks warm up as the buzz of alcohol floated around your mind. "Walked right in on him fucking her from behind." You confess, probably, no, definitely oversharing. "I never really cared for that position, but Kuroo always liked it I guess." You glance at Kenma as he finishes his drink, slugging it back like you did yours.

"Well, Kuroo is an idiot." Kenma replies as he looks at his empty cup, you pick up the bottle to pour him some more but he's hesitant "I should probably get going." Your eyes dull a bit when he says that.

"Oh, sure." You begin, the disappointment in your voice evident, and you made no attempt to hide it. "Well, thanks for coming to see me. And for the gift." You add, only remembering it again now but still not making any moves to go open it. Kenma noticed your sad tone and expression and gave a small sigh.

"Okay, I'll stay for one more drink." He caved, emphasising the 'one' as he held his cup out to you. You gave him a thankful smile and filled it up again, watching him grimace at the taste, which encouraged you to take another gulp of your own.

"So, wh'ts up with you Kema?" You slurred slightly, feeling too lazy to fully pronounce every word. Kenma shrugged in response, only now was his tense body starting to relax.

"Nothin'." He brushed off your question, his own buzz now blurring into the tipsy territory as his cheeks began to redden.

"Awh c'm on, no girls yer seeing?" You asked, and he shook his head no.

"Dated a lil', didn' like any of 'em." He confessed.

"'M sure you'll find a great girl soon." You encouraged him, putting your hand on his shoulder to comfort him, it lingered there a bit longer than it should have and he noticed. He looked over at you but thats when you removed your hand and looked away, finishing off this drink too.

Kenma ended up staying for a few more than two drinks, the two of you reminiscing over high school and college. Well, it was mostly you talking and Kenma listening.

"Yer drunk." You giggled at Kenma. "C'mon," You stumbled to your feet, wobbling a bit before regaining your balance and grabbing his two hands to pull him up "ya c'n schleep in m'bed." He brought himself to his feet, allowing you to drag him to your bedroom. As soon as you opened the door you shuddered, remember what had happened in here. Everything but the bed had already been packed away, so it looked cold and empty.

Kenma flopped onto the bed, lying on his back as his honey coloured eyes watched you. "G'night." You mumbled, turning to leave, but you were spun back around by a grip on your wrist yanking you over until you fell directly on top of him. "K'ma, wht're yo-" You couldn't even finish your slurred sentence before his lips against yours shut you up.

You didn't kiss him back straight away, shocked by his liquid courage, but honestly... being wanted like this felt good. When you did kiss him back, he seemed surprised, more surprised than you had been at his initial kiss, but you shrugged it off, tpo drunk to care.

Without stopping the kiss you moved one of your knees on each side of his legs to straddle him, brushing your hands under his coat to slide it off. You lowered your hips ever so slightly, grinding against him to feel the bulge in his jeans which worked a low moan out of your throat and directly down his.

His hands, which had started on your waist, slid under the hoodie you wore and began to work their way up your body until they felt the material of your bra. Taking the chance to deepen the kiss, Kenma did just that while he reached around and unclasped the obstacle, paving the way for you to snatch your bra off from under your hoodie.

You broke the kiss for just a moment when you felt his surprisingly rough hands cup your tits, squeezing them gently as he ran his thumb over your budding nipples. You continued to moan into him before your hands wandered down to his belt, fumbling to unbuckle it in your current state. Eventually though, you managed to pulled it out of the belt loops of his pants and began to undo the button and zip of his jeans.

"Want you t'fuck me." You whispered against his lips, feeling his dick twitch beneath you at the words. You smiled as you hooked your fingers beneath his boxers and pulled them down a bit, his cock springing free before you lifted your body to take off the shorts you had been wearing.

His moan when you grabbed his base was low and guttural, his grip on your tits increased for a second and made you squeal on surprise. You positioned yourself on top of his tip, rubbing your entrance a few times.

"Yer so wet already." Kenma hummed, but was silenced when you slowly sank down on him. He let out a quiet gasp as his head bullied its way through your velvety walls, a moan slipping past your lips. He was bigger than you thought he would be, considering his height, probably around 6.5 inches and quite thick. Kuroo was bigger, but not quite so girthy.

"Yer too thick," You huffed, stopping your descent before he bottomed out, struggling a bit with his size.

"Look a'me," Kenma cooed, placing one of his hands on your chin and lifting your head to meet his lidded gaze "wanna see yer face." His tone was encouraging, if you hadn't been so drunk you might have noticed the affection concealed within it.

His hands moved down to your hips, slowly sinking you further and further onto him. You both maintained eye contact as your mouth fell open and your brows turned up at the feeling of him forcing himself in. With a quiet squeal your hips finally met his, neither of you breaking the obscenely intimate eye contact. "Been wantin' t'see that face fer s'long." Kenma confessed.

You couldn't think about the weight of those words as your mind focused on the feeling of how he stretching you out, your body moulding to suit him perfectly as you began to rock back and forward on his dick, the pressure you felt in your lower stomach of his tip hitting your cervix combined with your own movements was incredible. Kenma seemed perfectly content to watch as you used him to get off, but even so, he slid his hand between your bodies to start rubbing your clit.

"Fuck, plese, jus' like that," You moaned, Kenma did as he was told while he also began to kiss your neck, leaving sloppy markings in his path. "I'm gunna..." Your voice was shaky as the coil in your stomach tightened and tightened until it eventually snapped, your muscles all tensing and releasing, your toes curling as you grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, all while you creamed his dick. He let out a trembling moan as your walls tightened around him to the point of it almost being painful.

He didn't give you a moment to rest before he began to thrust into you, lifting you and bringing you back down in sync with his own movements. Your sensitive cunt trembling as he rutted into you like a bitch in heat, absolutely desperate for his own release.

"Lemme see yer tits." He breathed, it took a second for you to register what he said, but you found yourself obeying his demand as you lifted your hoodie over your head, giving him a perfect view of your tits bouncing in his face as you rode him. He slowed down for just a second before resmuing his previous pace so that he could encompass one of your nipples in his mouth, his tongue pressing and flicking the sensitive bud. You wrapped your arms around his head for support, resting them on his shoulders while gripping his soft hair as he continued to use you.

"M'gunna," He hissed, his thrusts becoming sloppy and only now did he free your nipple from his mouth.

"Inside, plese, want you inside." You promptly cut him off, the words alone were enough to send him over the edge as he buried himself deep inside of you, hot ropes of cum filling you up until it began to spill out from the sides.

You both breathed each other in heavily, the fatigue and sleepiness from alcohol forcing its way to the front of your brain now that your base desire had been satisfied. You drunkenly cleaned yourselves up before collapsing into the bed together, a few forgotten words shared between the two of you.

What you weren't expecting was to feel Kenma wrap one arm around your waist and pull you towards him, the other hand he used to gently play with your hair, resting his chin on the top of your head. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes as you basked in the affectionate embrace, remembering all the times Kuroo had held you in a similar way. You shut your eyes and pressed your body closer to his, the two of you drifting off to sleep together.

"I love you." Kenma admitted in little more than a whisper, under the false assumption that you were asleep. Your eyes shot open but your body didn't move. Did you hear that right? He definitely said that. He probably didn't mean it though, he was drunk, everyone says stupid stuff when they're drunk. You couldnt shake the feeling that suddenly hit you like a ten tonne truck.

Regret.

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Morning came, the sun shining through the curtainless windows which stirred Kenma from his sleep, blinking himself awake. He winced at the feeling of a throbbing headache, taking in his unfamiliar surroundings. That's when he remembered the events of last night. A small smile crept onto his face, but it soon disappeared when he looked beside him, expecting to see your sleeping form, but was met with an empty bed.

"Y/n," He called out with a yawn as he stretched and exited the bedroom. Silence. He walked into the living room, half expecting to see you sleeping on the couch, but you were still no where to be found. What did catch his eye was the opened present he had gotten for you, and the hand written note below it. Immediately he felt his heart drop as he approached, picking up the note to read it.

Kenma,

Last night was a lot of fun, not that I remember much of it that was a lie, but I'm grateful you came over. Sorry for being such a mess, it was pretty embarassing so can we pretend like this didn't happen? I opened your present, I can't believe you remembered that from high school. You already made me feel much better by coming to see me, so I can't accept it, I'm sorry. Give it to your next girlfriend, she'll love it (if she has good taste!)

- Y/n x

Kenma flipped the letter over, unsurprised that nothing was written on the back. He let out a sigh and put it back on the counter, picking up the small gift box and flicking the lid open to showcase a beautiful cherry blossom necklace with a gemstone centre on a silver chain.

You remembered it immediately from the time you, Kuroo and Kenma had been out shopping over the weekend during high school. You noticed it in the window of a jewellery shop, dropping hints to Kuroo that you loved it. However, nothing came of those hints. Kenma, on the other hand, had not only remembered that from all those years ago but also bought it for you. You couldn't remember the exact price, but you knew it was expensive, which was also part of the reason why you couldn't accept it from him.

Kenma examined the necklace, a frown crossing his face before he shut the lid again. For you, last night had been a drunken mistake, and while it was far from what he had imagined your first time together being like, it was the culmination of years worth of pining and love for him. You had never been just a friend to him, and he had never been anything more to you.

Sometimes, it's just not meant to be.

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