WELL, TELL ME YOUR CONFESSIONS, BABY, WHAT’S THE WORST?
୨୧ featuring: shidou ryusei, itoshi sae, alexis ness, michael kaiser x fem reader
ଘ cw: smut, public sex, shower sex, handcuffs, somnophilia, ice play, pet names, fingering, edging, oral sex, nipple play, choking, praise kink, degradation kink, intimate sex, rough sex, breeding kink, creampie
୨୧ synopsis: if you wanted that, you should have asked, love
ଘ wc: 4.8k
ʚ SHIDOU RYUSEI ɞ
“Hey, sweets, have you seen—” Shidou stopped and took a good look at you. “You okay?”
“You scared me!” you replied, clenching the notebook you were writing in a moment ago to your chest.
Shidou looked at you with eyes filled with suspicion. “What is that?”
“Nothing,” you were quick to reply. “What did you want to ask me?” you changed the topic.
“Nah, forget about that. I’m curious about this,” he said, pointing at the notebook. “Is it your diary?”
“What about it?”
“I want to read it!” Shidou enthusiastically approached you. “I’m curious what you’ve written there.”
“You can’t!”
“Oh, come on, sweets!”
Shidou tried to take the notebook from you, but you refused to give it to him. The more you denied him access to your inner thoughts, the more his interest was piqued. With a swift move, he managed to snatch it from your hands, holding it up so that you were unable to reach it. He started reading your latest entry, as you tried in vain to get the notebook back from him.
And goodness Shidou hit the jackpot. He closed it and gave it back to you without any comment, but a smirk on his lips. He ruffled your hair and slapped your ass playfully as he passed by you. You could only stare at him confused, unbeknown to what he had read.
A couple of days passed by. Today was a special day, as Shidou had a football match. Having won the match had definitely helped to keep him in high spirits. He was sitting on a bench in the locker rooms, towel over his head, downing water. His upper body fell forward, arms resting to his knees, as he tried to regulate his breath.
“Congratulations!” you exclaimed happily, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Shidou smirked. He stood up and caught your hand, taking you with him to the showers, where the rest of his team was as well. He quickly pushed you into an empty shower stall, shutting the door behind him. Your back hit the wall, as Shidou trapped you there in-between his arms. He reached for the valve, turning the water on, watching it fall all over your bodies and drench your clothes.
“W-What are you doing?” you asked him confused and shocked.
Shidou leant closer, his lips crashing yours. One hand wrapped around your waist, slamming your body on his, whilst the other remained holding the wall. He left your lips, kissing your jaw, then your neck, smirking at how your body squirmed underneath him.
“S-Stop…” You tried to push him away. “The others—”
“Hmmm? You want me to stop?” he asked, raising his head to meet your eyes, his devilish smirk plastered all over his lips. “But you were the one who said you wanted to have sex in public once.”
“W-What?!” you squealed.
Almost immediately, he kissed you again to shut you up.
“Did anybody hear that?” a player asked.
“Mmm I don’t know, I didn’t hear anything,” another replied.
“Oi, Shidou, you in there, right? Was that you?” a third inquired.
“Nah, I don’t know what you, guys, are talking about,” Shidou laughed.
He was looking at you with his mischievous eyes, hand over your mouth to prevent you from making another sound that would raise the suspicion of his teammates. He leant over your ear, his hot breath coming in complete contrast to the slightly cold water of the shower.
“Oh, sweets, you better keep your voice down,” he whispered. “Unless of course you wish to get us caught.”
He slowly removed his hand from your mouth, yet his eyes remained locked with yours.
“When did I say I wanted to have sex in public?” you questioned in a whispery voice.
Shidou choked a small laugh. His hands started roaming your wet body, lifting up your skirt and rubbing your clothed folds. Your hand automatically covered your mouth, afraid that you wouldn’t be able to hold back your moans from his touch.
“Oh really?” he questioned, kissing down your neck. “Then what was that little dirty scenario you wrote in your diary the other day, hmm?”
“I-I…” Your eyes shut, as you bit your lip, your hands grabbing onto his arms.
“Do you really want me to stop?” He licked the hickey he had just finished creating on your neck, before leaning to your ear once more. “Because I know I don’t.”
You wrapped your hands around his neck, holding him in position. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing on his skin and taking in his sweaty scent. If only you could see how Shidou was fighting his own urges that ordered him to take you right then and there and ruin you.
“Don’t stop…” you murmured, your voice barely audible.
He didn’t need to see your face to know how blushed you must have been at the moment. He knew you all too well, after all. He slid your panties to the side, rubbing your bare cunt and coating his fingers with your slick, before pushing two inside. Shidou felt your body tense against his, your hands fisting his jersey. And fuck he couldn’t hold back a low groan as you bit his neck in an attempt to muffle your own moans.
He was growing rather impatient. If he were honest, ever since he read in your diary how you wanted him to fuck you in a public place, he just couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was truly a miracle how he managed to maintain his composure throughout the game tonight. And when you came to meet him in the locker rooms, Shidou took it as a sign to entertain your little fantasy. And here you are now.
He removed his fingers and hooked your one leg around his waist. His cock thrusted in your tight walls, being welcomed by your warmth. He remained deeply buried in your folds for a moment, both of you choking back your moans. He could faintly hear the other players leaving the showers, which greatly pleased him. Shidou started thrusting in your pussy in his usual ferocious tempo, not caring if one or two of his teammates were still there.
“You feel so good, sweets,” he groaned. “So fucking good,” he added with a powerful thrust that had your whole body tremble. “If only I could hear your sweet moans as well.” With a swift pull of your hair, you found yourself being pulled out of his neck, his figure towering over you. You barely managed to conceal your scream from his relentless pounding in your cunt. You bit your lip, feeling his teeth sinking in your neck to bite your tender flesh. “Come on, sweets. Moan for me. I know you want to,” Shidou teased. “Or do you not want all of them to hear how much of a slut you are, wanting to be fucked in public?”
He had one hand on your waist and the other holding onto your leg, keeping you steady, as his cock ravaged your tight walls. The sound of the shower wasn’t enough now to hide the sound of your bodies slapping against each other. Shidou looked down at you, drinking your little whimpers as if parched. He slapped your ass, feeling your body jolt. No, he was past the point of caring if you were caught. This was so exciting, fucking you while in danger of being caught. It got the adrenaline coursing through his veins like crazy.
“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” you moaned. You tried your best to keep quiet. And yet, the way he reached deep inside you, stretching your pussy just the way that had you wanting to scream his name and cream on his cock was too much for you to bear. If you were to get caught by his teammates, then so be it. Because right now, Shidou was all over you, holding your spasming body, as you moaned his name, reaching your orgasm. And all you could think about was “More… Please…”
“Not so shy now, are we, sweets?”
ʚ ITOSHI SAE ɞ
“Um… Sae? I think we mixed up our organisers…”
“Yeah. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to have matching organisers.” He laughed from the other side of the line.
Sae was currently abroad. He had a football match coming up and a couple other jobs his manager had planned for him. Which were all meticulously written down in his organiser that was currently in your hands. Well, it wasn’t a big deal, since his manager had a copy of everything he needed to do. But the problem lied with your organiser which was in Sae’s possession at the moment.
“You didn’t read a lot in it, did you?” you asked.
“No, I didn’t,” he replied nonchalantly. “I just went through the first page and noticed your letters and realised I had accidentally taken your organiser. I was about to call you, when you called me first.”
“Oh, I see.” You sighed relieved. “Don’t read it, okay?”
“Why?” Sae teasingly asked. “Is something I shouldn’t know about written there?”
“No, I—” you groaned. “Yes, so please, don’t read it.”
“Okay, okay, baby, I won’t.”
Informing you that his manager was calling for him, he hung up. His eyes fell on the open organiser, reading briefly the latest entry you had written, the first page he had read, thinking it was his itinerary for the trip. Sae couldn’t help but chuckle, looking forward to returning to you. Hiding the organiser in his suitcase, he spiritlessly followed his manager.
The days passed quickly, thankfully for Sae. When he came back from his trip, he returned your organiser to you, reassuring you for the 100th time that he hadn’t peeked inside it once, except for when he opened it the first time, before realising the mixing up. His indifference to your constant asking made you distrustful, but you brushed it off as Sae just respecting your wish.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you…” he groaned, kissing your lips.
Sae couldn’t stop thinking about the little entry in your organiser. It was torturing him the whole time he was away. And now he was desperate to try it out. He lifted you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his torso, as he carried you to the bedroom. He lay you down, hovering over your body, which he was in a hurry to undress. His tongue and lips worshipped your bare beauty, relishing your soft moans and heavy breathing.
Your eyes widened, noticing him holding a pair of handcuffs in front of your eyes. “W-What… Sae, you liar! You read it, didn’t you?”
“Woah woah, don’t get so worked up, stop punching me!” He laughed, catching your hands. “I’m the victim here. I opened what I thought was my organiser to check my itinerary only to be met by your dirty little thoughts. Can you imagine how turned on I was reading that,” he asked, kissing your neck, “and how I wanted to fuck you right then and there?”
His lips were burning you like warm wax everywhere he touched you. And you found yourself slowly losing control of your body, responding to him. Staying mad at him seemed nearly impossible, even if it wasn’t actually his fault and it was a mere misunderstanding.
“So, would you like to continue? Or should I stop?”
You stole a moment to look into his eyes. It was clear that he was beyond aroused by now. And so were you. Feeling your cheeks blushing, you showed him your wrists, indicating for him to put the handcuffs on. Sae cuffed your wrists and kissed your lips again. You tugged on his shirt, asking him to take it off and he removed it the next minute. Sat on his lap, naked and feeling so perfect in his arms, you couldn’t help but grind against his clothed crotch.
Sae smirked, as he slowly set you on the floor. He helped you unbuckle his belt, taking his pants off along with his boxers. He comfortably sat on the edge of the bed, watching you get to work. Your cuffed hands wrapped around his shaft, stroking him, as you peppered the tip with small kisses. His groans urged you to hurry and take him in your mouth, feeling how his body tensed with impatience. Your lips engulfed his cock in a warm and wet hug, having Sae throw his head back and a low moan escaping his lips.
His right hand found its way to your hair, caressing it softly. “Mmmm… Yes, baby…” he moaned. You were getting restless, pressing your thighs tightly together and trying to ignore the pulsing of your needy pussy. Sae could only chuckle at your whiny moans, muffled by his cock that occupied your mouth. The next moment, he let out a guttural moan, reaching his orgasm, pleasure overtaking his whole body for a few seconds.
Lifting you up again, he lay you on your back on the bed. Spreading your legs, he smirked seeing the dripping mess you had made. He thrusted two fingers inside your wet cunt, drawing out a couple moans from you with just that simple action. Sae placed your legs on his shoulders and aligned his throbbing cock with your hole.
He thrusted inside you suddenly, almost forcing the air out of your body. He was holding onto your cuffed wrists, slamming your body against his. Sae would almost entirely pull out, leaving the tip to rest in your pussy for a couple seconds, before thrusting back in. Your moans were sweet music to his ears. “Sae… F-Faster… Faster please…” you whimpered, feeling restless by his rather slow tempo.
Sae flipped you on your stomach, lifting your ass in the air, before picking up his pace. Your cuffed hands clenched the bed sheets, as moan after moan escaped your lips. His grip on your waist was tight, holding you in just the perfect position for him to penetrate you deeply. “Fuck… I ngh— I’m gonna cum…!” you moaned, curving a smirk on his face.
“Me too, baby. Fuck—.” Sae felt you convulsing around his throbbing cock, creaming him with your arousal. He fucked you through your orgasm, hearing you moan his name over and over again. With one last thrust, he sheathed himself in your depths, his body collapsing over yours and his arms wrapping around your body, as he spilled his hot seed in your pussy.
ʚ ALEXIS NESS ɞ
“Where did I put them?” Ness mumbled to himself, as he entered the bedroom.
He had been searching for his football gloves throughout the house. He had searched everywhere, yet he couldn’t find them anywhere. He noticed them laying on top of his side table and sighed. As he picked them up, his eyes fixed on your open diary that laid atop the bed. And you were nowhere near it. Ness fought against the urge of taking a sneak peek inside. But ultimately, he lost.
“Ness?” you called for him.
In a panic, Ness hid the diary behind his back and smiled as he saw you coming inside. What he didn’t know though was that his cheeks were blushed. And there was no way you could have missed that rosy dust all over his face.
“Did you need something, darling?” he asked, trying to play it cool.
“I just— Wait, where’s my diary?” You looked around, only to observe the way Ness’ body stiffened at the mention of your diary. “Ness?”
“Yes?”
“What are you hiding behind your back?”
“Oh, nothing.” He laughed, bringing one hand to the front. “Just my gloves.”
“Hmmm…” You didn’t believe a word he said, as you took a couple steps closer to him, trying to catch a glimpse of the other item he was hiding. “Ness.”
“Okay, fine, here.” He gave it back to you, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
You took the diary from his hands, your cheeks suddenly burning hot. There’s no way Ness read it, you thought. Right? You turned around to leave, when Ness wrapped his arms around your body, keeping you where you were. He rested his head on your shoulder for a moment, before you felt his breath tickling your ear.
“You know… You could have just asked and I would have made all those fantasies you’ve written in your diary come true…” he whispered. “Because I’m sure there are more than the one I read.”
You wanted to start scolding him for reading your diary. Even if you had left your diary sitting on the bed, open for anyone to read, he still shouldn’t have read it. But you were glad he did. In fact, that’s why you had left it there. Because you were kind of shy to ask him about what you had written down.
“So? Should I do it or not?” Ness asked, kissing your cheek. “The choice is yours, darling.”
“Please do it…”
He smiled, giving you another kiss and nuzzling your hair. He waved at you as he left for practice, leaving you all alone. A blushing mess with a raging heartbeat and a heavy breath, body burning up, almost melting your skin and legs already shaking in excitement.
Ness was the first one to wake up the next morning. He looked at you, basking in your morning glow, face illuminated by the sun, your body relaxed and warm and… Vulnerable. He kissed your forehead, then peppered your whole face with kisses. He had thought about it if he were honest; waking you up by worshipping your body. Yet he couldn’t hide his blushing from excitement when he read it in your diary.
His hands tugged at the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and revealing your bare chest. His eyes were glued to your face, as his hands cupped your breasts, massaging them softly, pinching slightly your nipples. He took one in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and watching you moan softly in your sleep, your body responding automatically to his touch, even in your deep slumber.
Kissing your body, Ness made his way down, his fingers hooking up on the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down and off your ankles, along with your panties. He ran his fingers on your soft skin, paying close attention to every short breath that escaped your lips, every little movement of your body. “God, you’re so beautiful, darling.” Spreading your legs, he kissed your inner thighs, moving closer to your core.
A low moan escaped your lips, as Ness licked a fat stride on your folds, repeating the action a couple times, before focusing his attention on your clit. His left arm was wrapped around your right leg, holding it in place over his shoulder, whilst his right one was outstretched, caressing your body up to your chest, giving a soft squeeze to your tit. He noticed your eyes flickering, signalling him that you were starting to slowly wake up.
His slender fingers thrusted slowly in your wet cunt, curling up to hit that spot that made you squirm underneath him every time. Ness couldn’t help the smirk that curled up his lips, seeing how you reacted to him. He could feel that you were closer. Your pussy had tightened oh so perfectly around his fingers.
And yet Ness was well aware that this wasn’t nearly enough of a good morning for his goddess. You whined, subconsciously, feeling him pulling away when you were so so so close to release. Your lips parted, your eyelids opened slightly and you moaned his name, as he slowly dived into your drenched hole.
“Good morning, darling~” Ness murmured in your lips, before kissing you, his fingers locking with yours.
You looked at him in a daze, slumber still holding a tight grip on your eyelids, as they were half-open, fighting not to close. And he could only stare at you, utterly bewitched by your adorable expression. His pace was slow, intimate, with the right dose of force to pull you out of sleep’s embrace. Without realising, you were moaning and your body had arched underneath him. As you were getting more and more in an awake state, the more you felt his cock stretching your tight pussy, flooding your body with immense pleasure.
“Ness~” you moaned. “Feels so good…”
“Is that right?” He smiled, leaning closer to your face. “Then, I’ll wake you up like this more often.”
“Mmmm yes! Yes, please do!”
“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” Ness kissed your lips, still thrusting in your cunt, feeling you holding him tightly, as your impending orgasm came crashing down your body. He had just had you for breakfast and yet your moans were making him hungry all over again. The way you kept moaning his name, pleading “more, Ness, more” made it difficult for him to turn you down.
ʚ MICHAEL KAISER ɞ
Kaiser had just returned from a football match, obviously in a good mood after crashing his opponents. He came out of a bath, looking fresh and more relaxed, walking to the bookcase in the bedroom with his robe on, searching for the book he had been reading lately. And yet another book caught his attention. It was a notebook, stuffed in-between the rest, he was actually surprised to have noticed it. Taking it, he skimmed through the first page, his eyes widening at the contents of it. He went to the living room and sat on the couch, crossing his legs. He wore his glasses that were laying on the coffee table before immersing himself in that notebook.
“Kaiser, I’m thinking of ordering.” You popped up in the living room. “We should celebrate your victory. What would you like?” you asked.
“Sushi?” he replied, not taking his eyes off of the notebook. “It’s been a while since we last ate sushi.”
“I was thinking the same thing!”
Kaiser glanced at you once, seeing you giggling happily, as you placed the order. Soon enough, your order arrived. You enjoyed the delicious sushi along with a few drinks and a pleasant conversation. He was sitting there on the couch beside you, listening to you describing how each crucial moment of the game felt to you, him providing his own thoughts of the time as well.
As you got a call and went to talk in the bedroom, Kaiser found himself lying on the couch and picking up the notebook once more. When you returned, you found him smirking at himself, not quite understanding why though. You lay on top of him, nuzzling your face on his chest, him kissing the top of your head lovingly, eyes still stuck on the letters of the notebook. The amount of concentration he had on the notebook piqued your interest. Peeking at the page he was currently reading, your eyes widened, your cheeks blushing. Instinctively, you snatched it from his hands. You attempted to stand up, only for him to cage you there.
“That’s not polite, love. I haven’t finished reading it.” He kissed your cheek.
“W-Where did you find it?”
“In the bookcase in our bedroom,” he nonchalantly replied. Kaiser sat up on the couch, having you sit and turn to look at him, as his arms were still wrapped around your body. He took a quick glance at the notebook you were gripping so hard against your chest, before meeting your eyes again. “I didn’t know you had a sex diary.”
“I—” You were at a loss for words.
“Yes, love?” he asked, starting peppering your neck with kisses. “Use your words,” he said, his left hand gently wrapping around your neck, as he kissed your lips.
You moaned in your kiss, overwhelmed by his intensity. Your grip on the notebook loosened, him easily taking it from your hands and setting it on the coffee table. Kaiser lay you on the couch, hovering above you, his knee separating your legs, having your skirt wrinkle up. He rubbed his bare knee over your panties, watching you sealing your lips to prevent a moan from escaping.
“I really enjoyed reading it, you know.” He smiled. “Your sex diary.” His knee kept teasing you, Kaiser smirking at the gradual wetness. “I didn’t know you had such fantasies.”
“Hngh Kaiser…” you moaned.
He chuckled before standing up, looking down at your already flustered face. There was that one particular fantasy he had read that had intrigued him. And he just needed to check it out now. Kaiser smirked at you lying underneath him without a single clue of the devious plan he had in mind.
“Strip,” he ordered.
You blinked a few times, before standing up and starting discarding your clothes. Kaiser just watched you, resting his elbow on the couch and his head on his hand. There was something in the slight hurry you were in to undress yourself. Something that told him you were getting excited. And you were. While you were mad that he read that so shamelessly, you couldn’t help but feel anxious about which one of your numerous fantasies written on that notebook he was going to bring to life.
Ridding yourself of the last piece of clothing, you approached him, falling into his arms and crashing your lips on his. His left arm wrapped around your body, lying you back down on the couch, while his right supported him. Even if you tried to maintain a poker face, not so willing to show him that you were looking forward to this, your eyes betrayed you, gleaming with so much exhilaration and lust that made him want to swim inside them. Kaiser started marking your body, slowly, painfully slowly, kissing and biting your neck, your collarbone, your breasts, your thighs.
Your back arched to his touch, your eyes shutting and your lips parting to moan his name, your voice coming out needy, desperate, greedy for more. Your body jolted and your eyes suddenly opened, feeling the cold ice cube caressing your warm body. You looked at him, seeing him placing the ice cube on his mouth, before trailing it all over his marks with his lips. The coldness of the ice cube came in complete contrast with the burning feeling it left on its trail. Your breathing was coming out hard, laboured, soft whimpers escaping your lips.
Your eyes locked with his. Sadistic lust shined in his blue eyes, watching you writhing in blissful ecstasy underneath him, as he teased your nipples with the ice cube. Kaiser leant closer, kissing your lips and passing you the ice cube through your kiss. He extended his hand over the table, taking another from the bucket filled with ice cubes to keep his champagne perfectly cold. He trailed the ice cube down your body, then circled your aching pussy with it. He used both his legs and his free hand to keep your legs spread so perfectly open for him, smirking at you.
“How long have you been writing in that sex diary of yours?” he asked, rubbing the ice cube in your folds.
“B-Before we started dating…” you breathlessly replied.
“What a little whore you are,” he cooed. “Does it feel nice?”
“It does…”
Kaiser teased your clit with the ice cube, as he buried himself between your legs, his tongue working its miracles on your dripping cunt, penetrating your little hole and sending waves after waves of pleasure to flood your body. You were gripping the pillow under your head tightly, feeling yourself close to the gates of heaven.
“I’m c-cumming…” you moaned, locking eyes with him, as he ate you out.
“No, not so fast, love.”
Kaiser laughed, hearing your whiny whimper as he stopped. He untied his robe, revealing his naked body, along with his hard erection. With a swift move, he flipped you on your stomach, lifting your hips slightly, as he positioned himself between your legs. He rubbed his cock on your wet folds, coating it in your slick, before thrusting in your tight pussy. You hugged the pillow, burying your face in it and muffling your moans, his hard thrusts almost making you scream.
“Kaiser—” you screamed, feeling him trailing another ice cube along your spine.
“You’re so tight, love.” Kaiser ran his hand through his hair. He leant over your body, choking your neck with his tattooed hand and biting down on your shoulder, feasting on your sweet moans. “Taking me so well…”
“Mmmm~ Wanna cum—” you whined. “Please, Kaiser! I wanna cum so bad!” you begged.
“Cum all over my cock, love.” Kaiser kissed your neck, feeling your velvet walls tightening around his throbbing cock. He fucked you through your orgasm, chasing after his own, smirking at how you creamed around him. “Good girl.”
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The morning after
includes: Nagi, Kaiser, Alexis, Oliver
Requests are open :)
gn!reader. no pronouns mentioned.
cw: Suggestive, mention of sex, pet names, forced plot.
Seishiro Nagi
The warmth of the sunlight beaming through the curtains is what stirred you awake. A quiet groan climbed its way up your throat as you turned to hide your face in the comfort of your pillows.
You stretched your hand out to grab the spare blanket but it landed on something else. You felt hair? Your eyes shot open. A person is lying next to you.
You rubbed your eyes and blinked through the blur from the action. As you woke up a little more, you realized that it was Nagi.
He hummed and stretched his arm out, snaking it around your waist and pulling you back down to the bed. "'m tired." You wanted to laugh at how he doesn't seem to care about the situation you both are in, but you just kept quiet.
You pulled up the blanket. A blush climbed its way onto your cheeks as you let the blanket fall back over your bodies.
You're both naked. How did this happen?
You shook Nagi, trying to wake him up. "Sei. What the hell is going on?" He only groaned and shifted, making his way on top of you. His head on your chest and his arms around your waist.
"What does it look like?" The only answer you get from him is a sarcastic one. His voice is deep and raspy with a tone of humor. "Just go back to sleep."
Micheal Kaiser
You groan when you hear the sound of running water from your bathroom. You're about to rush out of bed and see what the hell is going on. But before you can, you feel the sheets rub against your naked nipple.
You gasp as you pull the blanket up, you're completely naked. How? You don't tend to sleep naked, so how did you manage to get your clothes off?
You get up, grab the sheet wrapping it around your body, and make your way to the bathroom. The water isn't on anymore, it turned off a few minutes ago. As you open the door, you see a person in your bathroom.
You're tempted to scream, to slam the door and rush to the front and call the cops. But after opening the door even more, you see the blond hair (can't forget the blue ends). You almost sigh in relief.
You clear your throat and Kaiser turns around, smiling at you. "Good morning, I'm sure you missed me." His smile grows bigger as he walks to you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
You can feel your life drain just by being next to him, did you really have to sleep with the most self-centered guy out there? What is wrong with drunk you?
"Knock it off, Kaiser," you roll your eyes at his words. "What are you doing here." Aren't one-night stands supposed to leave after the sex? Do they usually take residence in your bathroom? You almost want to say this out loud, but you know that he'll throw a little fit.
"Mm, just getting ready for my game, Meine Süße." He turns back around and faces the mirror. His hand reaches out for the hairbrush and you almost want to knock it out of his hand.
"Every goal will be for you," he starts while he runs the brush through his hair. "So you better be there, cheering the loudest for me, Meine Süße." You almost want to roll your eyes, but you're sure you've rolled them more than you can count this morning.
"Just get dressed and get out of my house." Hopefully, Kaiser can't see the red on your ears when you make your way back to your bedroom.
Alexis Ness
If only you could kill your alarm, but that would be killing your phone and you do not have enough money to buy a new one. You blindly feel your way to your phone. Once you do, you squint and press the snooze. You'll wake up later.
"Better wake up now, don't want to sleep too late." A cheerful voice almost shouted, his voice bouncing off your walls.
Your eyes shot open as you quickly sat up. Your blanket falls down from the action which reveals your naked chest. If your eyes widened anymore, you'd be gawking at the man standing in front of your bed.
You hurriedly grab your blanket and wrap it around your naked torso. Alexis smiles and pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear. He leans down and kisses your neck, making his way up to your ear.
He nibbles on your earlobe, licking a tiny bit. "Gonna give me another show?" He teases as he whispers in your ear.
Alexis pulls back and hums at your reddened face. He turns around and faces your body-length mirror.
Now you actually have a reason to gawk. His back is covered in red scratches, from his neck to his torso. You almost gasped, did you do that?
He sees your widened eyes staring at his back, his smile growing bigger. "Like it~? It might be your best artwork."
You never thought Alexis would be one to tease. But here you are, getting teased by the one man that keeps your sanity in check.
You almost want to laugh at the drastic change in him. Compared to how he acts on the field and now, in your bedroom.
"I'm going to get us some breakfast," he turns back to you and kisses your forehead. "I'll see you in a minute, baby."
The name makes you blush. Your eyes follow him out as he leaves your bedroom. Your sigh finally leaves your mouth, this man will be the death of you.
Oliver Aiku
Your yawn was quiet as you stretched your arms. Your hand flopped onto the bed as you turned your body to nuzzle deeper into your pillows.
"Ow! What the fuck, Y/n?"
You opened your eyes and saw Oliver resting on the other side of your bed. His hand is covering his nose from where your hand lightly slapped him.
"Mmh, good morning, Oliver." This isn't new. He usually sleeps over after 'fucking your brains out,' his words. After another failed talking stage or relationship, Oliver comes over and is reminded that there's someone who will actually give him the time or day.
He softly glares at you. You want to scoff at the glare, he should be grateful that you keep opening your door for him. Your hand comes up and taps his nose.
"Boop." He scrunches his face as he gently slaps your hand away. "Enough," he takes a deep breath. His body shifts and his legs tangle into yours. He climbs on top of you, his smirk spreading onto his face.
You roll your eyes, leaning your head back as Oliver reaches forward to kiss you. "Morning breath," you sigh. "Brush your teeth."
He only scoffs. Oliver pulls away and grabs your hand, leading you both to the bathroom. "I might be catching feelings for you, doll."
He laughs when he sees you roll your eyes. "Keep it at might."
You hope he can't hear the way your heart beats faster at the thought.
a/n: I love Alexis <3 I was giggling and kicking my feet when I saw him in the manga again
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